It’s a year from today and I just turned 23.
COVID and lockdowns are a thing of the past, like a distant memory, a nightmare everyone chose to forget. I had a great day with my family and friends but the clock’s about to hit 9:50pm. Mark said he was picking me up at 10, he has a surprise for me. My day was too busy to think about what it could be, but now that I’m dressed and ready, I have nothing to do but sit with my thoughts. Could it be a new vibrator? A whip? Maybe a new mouth gag? The old one has too many bite marks on it. I finally hear a knock on the door, he’s early! I tell mom and dad that I’ll be home late, I’m sure they’ll forgive me for coming home tomorrow… it is my birthday after all.