It probably comes as no surprise that I want Lion to be happy. It annoys me that he can’t get someone to read his book. I know I’m biased, but I think it’s good. He doubts his ability to write. We know he can write. We read it every day here. The fact that this isn’t fiction is irrelevant. He’s a good writer. Unfortunately, I can’t make anyone with any authority read his book any more than he can make people at my work do anything. I’m sad that he’s sad. But he can’t give up.
As much as I’d like Lion to be happy, there’s no way to force him to be happy. I can’t force him to be aroused either. All I can do is love him. I can do that! I’ve been doing it for almost 20 years. It’s hard to believe we’ve known each other that long. It feels like forever and the blink of an eye at the same time. We were laughing at ourselves about how corny we are. I like that.
Since he wasn’t in the mood for a spanking the other night, do you suppose he needs a do-over? He could probably benefit from it, whether or not he needs it. Perhaps the proximity of the spanking bench will remind me to give him a refresher course in being in the mood for a spanking. We can both use the practice. We need more practice in other areas too. I do more so than Lion. I have to go back to teasing him more and tying him up more and all those other things he likes that I’ve gotten out of practice with. Maybe I need the Box O’Fun. It certainly couldn’t hurt. [Lion — It will definitely hurt!]
It’s the weekend again, and I have a lot to do. Again. The most important chores are cutting the dog’s toenails and giving Lion a haircut. I’m sure he needs waxing too, but that can wait until next weekend. The most important non-chore is playing with him. That’s definitely a priority.