Arriving early, popped in to see Chief.
You know when someone knows something; supports you; finally you feel safe...it was like that. Lovely and intelligent and professional....for the first time since my disastrous exit last year...he hugged me...understanding me; understanding Bitch...understanding what must happen to make things work...
Everyone in the team has been...erm...'nice'.
Bitch has been quieter, more distant and less overbearing...out of my face. No email, no nothing...bliss. Dram is actually making conversation. Colt is struggling to deal with a 'non-bitchy' atmosphere but I've stamped on the distant remark since my return. I am her guide for the following two years and she will become excellent under my guidance...
I actually feel some comfort I never felt previously and to know the support I have comes from the top...the pinnacle...and he knows...he knows the situation.
'Please believe me....you are not to blame, I am not blaming you...'
I suspect...do not know...but suspect...finally...someone...someone with influence has finally listened and a course of action has ensued. Angel did visit Deputychief the other day...mmmm I wonder.I love her.

Performance review...not as good as I wanted....but good enough for now and from her too under the watchful eye of Dylandata....

Quiet last night as I was lured into the arms of G who had travelled exactly half way to be with me...sex in a beautiful bed, dinner in a beautiful bed, the semi-final in a beautiful bed! What more could a girl want?:>

Yet, leaving after three hours of company, I was relieved and glad to make my 45 minute journey home to my own bed, where I slept soundly thinking of another who was only 45 minutes half way close...

G looked so tired, so old...his passion was overbearing and I struggled with the facade...yet the warmth and closeness and slow intimacy were welcome. Although I had a huge urge to go home after my first orgasm. Such a bad sign!:**:

Still I wait for elusive ff and still I am courted by The Director's prose.
Not tonight..thank goodness as things could not be organised so quickly....yet next week a date has been set...an audition appointment; a camera, a film shoot; a sexually bursting vigorous time which will leave my body drenched and exhausted...yet my soul craving for more.

I make do with the touch and the moment.
I will continue to do...

I will continue.
I will.