How do I follow Lion’s post from this morning? It’s true. We’re sappy lovebirds. Not sickeningly sweet like some people. We don’t hang all over each other in public. We do hold hands a lot. Our emails usually all end with “KISS”. We’re very lucky to have each other and we realize how astronomically improbable it is that we found each other. We also know that there is an expiration date for both of us even though we don’t know when so we better make the most of things while we can.

When you take all that into consideration, why would we let a little thing like unemployment and potential financial ruin affect us? (That’s sarcasm, folks.) I’ve often joked about having to live in a cardboard box somewhere. First we’d need to find a cardboard box. And, since we bought the trailer, I’ve joked about jumping in the trailer and outrunning the repo man. Obviously I’m hoping those are just jokes, but it really doesn’t matter what we do, as long as we do it together. We’ve been trying to keep things as normal as possible. True, the other night, the bank annoyed me but it was fixed the next day. Stopping chastity or FLM doesn’t make sense to either of us. With so much up in the air right now, we need to have a constant. Playing every other night, scheduled orgasms, rules, punishments, etc. are even more important to our relationship than ever.

Last night I edged Lion a few times and then sucked on him. I just love the way he feels in my mouth. He loves the way he feels in my mouth too. While I was playing with him I told him I want him to be in a diaper tonight when I get home. It’s up to him what time he wants to put it on. If he wants to race into it when he sees me coming up the driveway, that’s fine. As long as he is in one when I walk in the door he won’t be punished. I also told him that I was going to paint his toe nails last night but I really want to enjoy them so I’ll wait for the weekend to do it. You can imagine how thrilled he is about both of those things.

I’m already smiling thinking about the look on his face because he’s wearing the diaper. I haven’t told him when/if he’ll be able to change once it’s wet. I’m sure there will be plenty of Lion grumbling. Once I add sparkly purple toes to the mix he’ll have a permanent scowl on his face. Poor boy. If he wasn’t so darn cute when he’s upset about the diapers and nail polish I might be able to feel sorry for him.