But I won't.

Tomorrow at approximately 9:00, the pharmacy opens and I get my new cough syrup... which will basically be liquid vicodin mixed with cough suppressant.

Until then, no updates.

No soup for you!

Do not taunt happy fun ball!

That's MY damn rooster!

Sorry... flashbacks. *grin*

I've been working my way through the letters... and there's one........ yeah.

One that makes me think maybe I could be a slave.

But then, other people have made me feel like that... *hugs Rhett* ...it never lasts. I need to be domme, too.

I just gotta be me...

I just gotta be free...

I just gotta be three... well, actually eight, but who's counting?

And on the ninth, I get to see Angel.

I get to SEE Angel.

I...

...hm.

I'm scared shitless, and really excited, and... just a bit... just a TINY bit... hoping that what I'm seeing in her letters, hearing in her voice... that it's real.

That it's for me, this time... not WK, not... not any of that.

That it's for me.

This time I'll make her beg.

Really I will...........