That's the important fact to remember. I've thought about what you said about my actions not being consistent with my stated position about not loving...Bertie. I admit I'm very fond of her, perhaps even too fond, more fond than is wise for me. I've told her as much, often, in the recent past, in fact. That should be enough. It is certainly enough for me." Does she say she's fond of you too?" She's much more of an emotional person than I, Kenny. The word love doesn't mean the same to her as it. "At the grocery store I couldn't find any of the foods I craved. It was no surprise. I didn't plan to stay in town long, maybe a year or three so I knew I could make do. I would have to dig out my old recipes and make most of my food myself. It would take time away from my painting, but I would live and there will always be more time for my art.I requested the bagger to carry my food to my car and he readily agreed. He was too shy to speak but I could feel his eyes on my bottom as I walked in. He was always the more romantic of that little group. I pressed the START switch and turned around to embrace Buddy. He licked up my ears and cheeks and ran his fingers into my hair. He said, “Poppa wants a kiss.” I kissed him again with a little tongue. He shook his head and looked down. He was opening his pants and pulling out a flaccid cock. “No,” he said. “This poppa right here wants a kiss.”“Aw,” I said, taking it into my hand and rubbing the loose skin. “Wakey, wakey,” I said to it, to. And thatwas more than enough for Tim! Master had recently mentioned wanting morecontrol over his sweet little sissy and asked for Tim's cell number. Timwas apprehensive as he opened the message and started reading. It said,"Sissy I want you to start your training early today. You have 5 minutesto send me proof that you are a worthy sissy."5 minutes! Tim started to panic! He was in an ally behind the store andthe back door he just came out didn't have a handle on this side! Therewasn't a private.