We got up early. All of us. It was a nice, comfortable mornin'. We all took a quick shower, I put on a kettle of tay, the mullethead lit a bunch of candles and the incense, and we all concentrated on the fact the twilight of the year was here. After we finished the kettle, the mullethead took my hand and led me back upstairs. My mentor lit the candles and incense in the bedroom, as the mullethead started workin' me over with a vial of jasmine oil.
A nice slow start, and after they were done with me; I wondered how I survived bein' driven to such intense sensation, NOT THAT YOU'RE GONNA GET ANY DETAILS!!!!!!!!!!!! The Mossad couldn't get out of me what they did to me, but hey. ;O)
We'd dress up a little better than usual, and walk to town for lunch in a little bit. Then I suppose we'd spend the rest of the afternoon in intellectual conversation over kettle after kettle of tay. Based on past experience, I was probably goin' to be made use of again before we went to sleep.
All right by me.
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