a pair of black leather pants
2003-09-29 @ 9:28 a.m.

My heel was throbbing from my four attempts at the board. The master was there and continued to say “solid kick, one more.” I faced it and looked the guy holding the board in the eyes. I don’t remember the turn or the chamber or even looking back at the board. All I remember is hearing the split and clatter as part of the board fell to the floor. I don’t know if I passed the test and at this point it doesn’t matter. I broke a board. From now on, whenever I have to do anything nerve wracking like a date, I will just smile my little smile and think “I broke a board!”

Saturday was good. I worked out and then Miss Kitty and I traveled west so she could go visit her husband and I went shopping at an outlet mall a few miles away from the prison. I tried on every freaking pair of jeans I could find as my own jeans have holes that are fast growing to indecent. The only jeans I liked on me were Ralph Lauren which was sad enough, but of course there were none available in the style I wanted with an inseam suitable for average height me. I was getting so hungry and grouchy by the time Miss Kitty picked me up that I think I was saying fuck about every 30 seconds or so. I hate that place on weekends.

So yesterday I took a more leisurely shopping trip. I approached a pair of black leather pants out of curiosity and thought “what the hell?” I made my way back to an open dressing room where I could plainly hear childish voices along with wearied womanly replies. My own clothes off, I slid one leg into that soft silky leathurrrrrrrrrrrrrrr and then the other. I topped the pants with a lavender sweater with satin collar and cuffs. It was a little snug, but it looked good. I turned around to get a rearview and yelled “Hell yes. Look at that ass. I’d want to fuck me!” I heard some gasps and then silence. After another minute or two of enjoyment, I took off the outfit, donned my own clothes and left the store. Okay, so I only thought the part where I yelled, but I seriously wanted to do it.

Well, I can’t really think of anything else I want to write, but the day has just begun and I have been left to my own devices.

Love to all.

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