relativity of time

There was a woman in my dance exercise class yesterday that reminded me of Mistress S. She seems to have the same ethnic/racial background as S., and again like S., is beautiful and carries herself with a very strong and confident but gracious manner.

So, of course, i ended up masturbating about her last night and again this morning.

i haven't heard from S. since She left for Paris, which seems like a million years ago. One side effect of masturbating every day without cumming is that time is slowed down to a crawl - every day is an erotic trial.

i suspect that, in stark contrast, time is flying for S. and she is completely consumed by Paris. It's possible that She is ignoring me, but i think She has better ways to entertain Herself. She has only been gone a week. Either way, it's yet another delicious reminder of my status. i am desperate for Her attention, while She takes as She pleases.

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