I awaken from my deep peaceful sleep.. well rested.. and still a bit sore from the pounding that DB bestowed upon my soft flesh. *sigh* what wonderful things that took place.. on the floor.. on the counter.. between the blender and the food chopper.. oh la la (note to self, better wash those mixing spoons)...

But much to my disappointment.. DB is gone again.. like the super hero he is.. only sticking around long enough to satisfy the needs of the damsel in distress. Oh.. how I would enjoy rewarding him for his efforts. I wonder if he would allow me to do such a thing... I think this Super Hero is in need of a little sexual rescuing himself....

I must figure out away to place myself in danger once again.. to see his super hero self appear just to rescue me again.... looking for any excuse I am... any at all will due...