Time to be leaving

Apr 23, 2005 01:39

I finally had my pretty Willy. My own love, to care for, and keep. Grandmummy always horded daddy's time, and I got lonely when he didn't pay attention to me. Not that he never paid attention, oh no, daddy knew just what I liked ( Read more... )

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_fool_for_love April 29 2005, 16:58:07 UTC
Had to admit the girl was bit whacked out but I didn’t seem to mind. She was the first one who ever gave me the time of day and actually saw me for who I was. That’s of course besides mother. Oh how I dreaded the thought of leaving mother, maybe later I would somehow mange to come back and bring mother into this world that I was brought into.

“Yes, we must hurry” I said with a smirk printed upon my face. I couldn’t wait to meet this daddy and grand mummy she spoke so highly of. They really had to be something, especially to have her in their line. From what I saw of her she was amazing, just like the way I felt. I felt as with the world as at my hands and nothing else mattered but us. I felt as if I could do and take as I please, that no one could stop me now.

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