When it rains it pours. cliched but true. I have men coming out of the woodwork. Ex-men, current men, almost men and possibble future men. seriously. On Thurday, i was bombarded with phone calls from the teacher who demanded to know where I am and wanted to meet. Of course, unlike him, i don't get regular holidays and i was busy working. Besides, he annoyed be by asking where i was without any preamble. How dare he!

Then the slave rang, very apologetic that he was ringing me during workinghours(atta boy:p!) and respectfully asked permission to ring back later, which i granted. Then i had a call from sort of current man whom i told about:pall these other admires. he knows about them anyway and he found that highly amusing.

Yesterday the slave took me out for dinner because he'd been holding my birthday card. Poor thing, the card was beautiful. He has afoot fetish so it was no suprise that the card had shoes on the cover. But he also gave me vouchers for M&S which i found really sweet. I felt a bit guilty because i know he can't really afford if but fuck it he keeps saying he wants to be my slave and so i indulge him with my company but never let him really get into his role.

Today I received a whiny text from dear old Roger who was wheedling me for a meeting tommorow. He said it would be nice to keep in touch(what for?!) and that he had news. I told him I was intrigued and asked if he'd got married. He wouldn't say, so i am meeting him tomorrow after work. If he thinks he is going tomake me jealous he has another thing coming. If he thinks i'll pay half, he'll be in shock!. It might be fun though, but i won't stay out long. I keep teling myself The liver needs to rest but this is really not a good time. Besides, my wisom teeth are giving me hell. I think i should extract all of the teeth.