Absence makes the heart go wander
Date: Jan 10th, 2008 8:39:29 am - Subscribe
I grow weary of solitude. Lazarus travels a great deal. I understood this when I entered into the contract with him. So, I have no one to blame but myself.
The house is mine to do with as I please. I have redecorated to the point I can no longer stand to look at another fabric sample.
The house already ran like a well oiled machine so there is little I can do as far as keeping things running smoothly.
I miss him, I find it hard to admit. I am beginning to think he does not find me desireable. More than half a year has passed since our joining and I am still untouched. I know men prefer the company of slaves and I really do not mind, expect for the fact I need children.
I will speak to Laz and give him the option of ending our companionship. If he agrees, I suppose I have my answer.
I have still not found a slave to my liking. I have a handmaiden provided by the house, but I want something that is just mine. I look over the slaves that come into the house, but none of them have that special spark.
I think I shall head down the Street of Brands and see what sort of morsels catch my eye.
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