25 Years

So here I am. I am 25 years old. A quarter of a century. I really thought I would be doing more with my life at this point. Bleh.

My birthday was friday and it was rather nice. I had lunch with April and she bought me this beautiful red corset that I am really excited about wearing to the next party. I had dessert with S. and stayed the night at his place. We didn't have sex which was probably the highlight of my evening. It was nice to curl up against a man without him wanting more. I still haven't heard from my "owner". I did get a text message on my birthday from him only after I had sent one telling him that it was my birthday. He hasn't called me. I don't think he will. He said in the message that he was sick with the flu. For some reason, I am just not buying it.