Making friends

This morning I met Miss t for the first time in ages when I visited Sir R's place. She was at play with one of the slave girls there and doing an as thorough job as I remember her doing back when we both were Mistress W's girls. You can't do much but stand mesmerized when she's "at work" and don't know if you should feel sorry for or be envious of her "victim". Her fantastic emoting skills would probably put you in a trance so you wouldn't bother about which in her hands though.

I finally got my courage up and begged her to accept an offer to come back on my friends list and when she accepted it I couldn't help bursting into tears. I did her so wrong those months ago when I removed her from that list and I'm so grateful she could forgive me enough to come back on it. I had to leave for real-life work soon after that, and even if I managed to steal a hug from Sir R on my way out it didn't feel all that important to Miss t's friendship.

When I returned to Second Life this evening I had received a message from Mistress I about further developments on my issue with the former Sir M. Even if the development seems to be good in the eyes of Mistress I, I would rather see that it's just done with though.

I also met Miss F, the girl I once helped with her locked cuffs, at Sir R's place. We ended up in some kind of negotiation about possible future playing, but unfortunately it was cut short by ringing phones and dinners real-life. I like her and feel I can trust her, and she seems interested in me, so it's possible something might happen there some time.

While I was writing this, I exchanged a few messages with Mistress W about her land problems, and it seems like she has some ideas to deal with them, I really hope she manages. Now I'm dead tired from much too little sleep and today’s activities real-life, so I'll sign off early and go to bed.