I’ve been going through a bit of a purple patch recently. Long story short, it’s been a long pandemic. I’m in Melbourne, we had the longest lockdowns in the western world. I lost my job, my grandma, a tooth and an ovary. The ovary went along with a big tumour attached to it in 2021, and left me with a big scar, from above my belly button down to my mons.
This year I’ve been focusing on my new job, consistency at the gym and reenergising my love life. All of this is starting to pay dividends. With my new tighter, stronger more athletic body I’ve been buying some more lingerie. Mostly because ‘hot’, but also to take my mind off my scar.
I’ve been on Feeld for a little while now and have had some fun, but nothing really ground shaking. On Friday I went on a quick date, and a roll around, with a guy in town from LA. Dear reader, this is not the story I came to tell so I ask for your patience. He was nice enough, but being wildly horny as I was on Friday the one go at it and then cuddle left me wanting. I got an Uber home from his hotel at 6am and had a nap.