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Spanko
Username: Master60s_pet
Post Number: 64
Registered: 10-2005
| | Posted on Friday, October 28, 2005 - 09:30 am: | 
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She sat at the window and looked out into the darkness. She could often be found at her kitchen table staring out of the picture window. She often pinched herself to see if she was really there. She had become so numb. She wasn’t sure if she even felt anything anymore. Years of hurt and pain do that to you. She stared at the snow she could see it falling in the streetlight. Snow always made her feel peaceful. Like God was given a second chance once again to the world and was washing it white. She curled her knees up to her chest and just sat there.
He was gone again. It was Tuesday. Tuesday was their night. Yes she knew about the affair, too numb to do anything about it. She really didn’t care. Her son wouldn’t go to sleep she had put him to bed five times. He was 6 years old he wanted his dad. She wanted him too, or at least she thought she did. Her son came in the kitchen and got her by the hand. She went to his room with him. My legs hurt mommy. She climbed in the bed with him and gently rubbed his legs. She closed her eyes him not seeing her tears in the dark. She laid next to him and thought to her self my heart hurts son. She lay there and went to sleep with him in her arms.
She hears her husband fumbling with his keys. He is home. She looks at the clock, 1 a.m. She lies next to her son pretending to be still asleep. Not wanting to go share their bed with him. She holds her breath as he looks into the room, then turns away to go to their room. He goes alone. She wipes her tears once more.
Morning dawns. She gets up and gets breakfast and goes about her daily routine. She gets her husband to work and her son to school. She returns home and sits once again at the kitchen table staring out the same window. She cries and prays. She curls up to the smallest ball she can get in. She sits there for an hour or more. She gets up and walks to her computer and logs on.
She goes to the ads on her spanking chat line. She slowly types, with tears streaming down her cheek. Wanted, male mentor must be firm, for an online cyber relationship. Must be willing to break through many walls. Must be patient. Please reply to the e- mail address below. She pushes send. Her heart heavy she logs off and walks away. She climbs back into her chair and curls up once again and stares out the picture window.
Nine years later the pain still is there. She wonders will it ever go away. The affair is long over. The pain has lingered still. She has two mentors now both of which have been there, both who have saved her life.
An admendment to the story.. She now has a Master who loves her too.
MASTER60{master60's_pet}
I am a blessed brat..I am well loved and taken care of.
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