Last of the summer whines. A bumper crop.
Two weeks in. Or a ‘fortnight’ as we say in the UK. I once told a US domme I was looking forward to seeing her in a fortnight and she told me she was looking forward to seeing me bent over for a paddling for that nonsense and I should write her to apologise. Of course, I immediately had to explain that we Brits prefer to say “write to her” as being more grammatically correct. She took it very well. I wish I could say the same of myself two weeks later.
Where was I?
Oh yes, sorry. More of these.