Nervous.

I need to reread what i used to do for this shit, its been over 15 years, since i was that way with anyone.

I got this.

Idk if i look okay but I’m confident idc about dressing up for him.

I’d like to, but my waredrobe is lacking cleavage outfits.

They say it doesn’t matter, but honestly I’m not dressing any different,  for him.

Green shirt and blue jeans.

I’d go w black but i accidentally washed them so now they are hanging up to dry.

I could run in somewhere and get another pair, but he’s not worth that fuss.

My anger is brewing inside. Thats where i got this other side of me.

I’m angry, hurting, pissed off i gotta play this way with him, but these are his ideas.

I’m shutting up and letting him guide this time.

I’m scared he will just make me cry.

He does, i will leave.