Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Devistated.

     He was nearly killed. I was not informed of said near death experience until he had already come out of his coma... by a small blonde slave none the less. No one in the house, or his grandson, or that woman who hangs all over him like a stubborn booger or anyone told me. I was worried about him.. I thought he left town without telling me again. I am just a slave afterall.... but I am HIS slave. I dont think he and I will ever get back what we had in the past. I do not think he loves me like he used to. He never calls me to his side, he doesnt have me serve his parties or his private meals.. I am just sent out every morning with a coin box when I am not helping his daughter with Tower Slave like duties. I miss him, my Master. I hear he is getting better every day and soon he will be up and about again... but until then I do not know what to do with myself. Perhaps he is going to sell me. I hope not.. but then again why should I stay if he does not want me?

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