When I last left you I was feeling a little blue, hormones and all, you know. I decided to cancel Owner Friday, since I just wasn’t feeling up for it.

This, and the last couple of Fridays before that, made me realize that I was going at it all wrong. Well, all wrong for me. The Owner Friday thing was a solution Boy Toy offered because I felt I had no control on what we did on weekends. It was so I could say: no, tonight, we’re not hanging out with the gang, we’re having some private time. But for some reason I went too far with it and it became somewhat of a burden, an obligation, like I had to decide not only what Boy Toy and I did on Friday nights, but also if our friends were coming over or not. I felt I had to find all kinds of cool, original ideas of things to do, every Friday. Well, feeling like you HAVE to come up with something kinky sure puts a damper on things.

So, as I told Unspeakable Axe in response to his comment in my last post, I think that from now on, every Friday will not automatically be a Owner Friday. I will reserve the right to make any Friday I want into my time, and to tell our friends not to arrive too early, maybe. I’m not sure on the particulars, as I haven’t discussed this with Boy Toy yet. At any rate, it might be wise to set a certain time limit for me to inform Boy Toy that I’m taking a Owner Friday, so that he knows to say no to our friends if they call.

When I last left you, I also mentioned that I might give this Friday to Boy Toy. The truth is, I had already asked him what he’d do with it, if I made it a Boy Toy Friday. I thought that this would give him plenty of time to mull it over and even be eager for it. I was wrong.

I don’t know if he had time to come up with any idea or plan, but when I did offer, he didn’t quite jump on the opportunity like I thought he would. He went so far as to change the subject! After a little while and still no answer from him, I started to suspect that he didn’t want to “dominate” me but was afraid I’d be insulted or hurt if he refused my offer. I have no idea if my assumption was right (perhaps I’ll ask him) but I decided to resolve this dilemma for him. I told him that the time was up, and the offer wasn’t on the table anymore. He accepted that without complaint and we went on to have a great, relaxing evening just the two of us. If he had complained then I might have relented… But he didn’t. And that’s perfectly fine with me, too.

Our friends didn’t come over, this time, and neither of us felt like going out so we just stayed home. We had a beer and talked, which was intimate and lovely. In the end, we watched a movie and went to bed around 3 am and cuddled. No sex. In fact, we had no sex at all, all weekend, which is probably a first. The part of me that likes to worry about things tried to flag this one, but it didn’t work… We had such a great weekend and he was so sweet, why in hell would I question it? Silly, silly me.

Saturday was one of those productive and awesome days. We got a few things done, things that we had been meaning to do for a long time. That means I have new material for my HNTs. That’s right, we finally got around to doing a photoshoot! I am SO pleased with the results that it’s a shame I’ll have to crop my face out of the pictures, for the sake of anonymitity. I rarely love pictures of myself right away, they sort of have to grow on me. These however, I loved immediately. Good job, Boy Toy!

After the shoot, we cooked ourselves a delicious meal, took it easy for a bit, then our friends showed up for a night of fun and partying. Today… I wasn’t feeling quite so well. Let’s blame it on not enough sleep.  It doesn’t matter, though, my spirits are high, my Boy Toy is the best and now I think I’m off to some well deserved rest.