Random bit of vulnerability…

Walking the dog, just me tonight, and thinking about you probably out on that freeway, the full moon peeking from behind the thin cloud layer behind you… and I thought… how about a little tiny random bit of vulnerability tonight?

(and if there's a teeny tiny tinge of sexiness, well… we'll blame it on the Old Rasputin I popped open once I got home… I mean, I am aware that you're dealing with some stress…)

I used to get so nervous, texting you. About anything. Tuesdays, for a while there, were……… I mean, it was good stress, but… you know.

(side note: I still do, a bit, lord only knows why…)

Well. It's been over a year since I've done this, but for a while there… I came up with what turned out to be the best way to manage that stress:

I texted you from the bath.

You know.

Naked as the day I was born, soaking in hot, steamy water, just enough bubble bath to conceal…

Remember that “statue of you” text?

Yeah.

In the bath.

Nekkid.

Just… soaking, hot steam… skin glistening and moist…

(hoo boy, been a while since I've had this stuff… forgot how strong it is… ahem)

Well. Anyways. Like I said, I haven't done that in a while. Your texts are universally warm and inviting, and I guess I just don't really need that help managing the stress of it anymore…

Though.

I dunno.

With the cold weather coming…

Maybe I might have to break that technique out again… just… you know… because.…………

hmmmmmmm……

Well. I guess you'll just have to wonder, won't you?

😘

Love you, babe. Safe travels!

Yours.