Evenings

Evenings tend to be the worst when Master is away like he is now. If he were here, we would be doing something together. Watching television, maybe, or I would be writing while he played a video game. If the kidlets were out, chances are we would be making the most of our private time and enjoying a good play session or hard fuck.

Unfortunately, he's not here. He's not here and the kidlets aren't either. The worst part (and this is mainly me whining here) is that we can't even really talk much because the cell reception where he is sucks and so messages either don't get through or take so long to get through that the conversations are really disjointed and weird.

I guess that I should be happy because there will come a time when he will be somewhere and communications will be really limited. In the past, when my ex went on deployments overseas, it was common for us to get a half hour of phone time a week. IF there were no communications lockdowns we would get a little while to chat but it was very rare.

I love talking to Master but sometimes it's hard to keep up a conversation when you only get a response every hour and a half or so.