Accessional diary of a dyslexic dom.

So it seems that me and (I will call her) B are friends again. There is no discussion of what we fell out over and probably best just to leave it. We have tried talking, and we have tried not talking and nether work, but for the moment we are friends again.

We walked to where a very old couple were selling free range eggs, and then we had coffee / tea in a hotel. We talked about books and the meaning off . . . Stuff. It was quite pleasant and good to have someone to talk to for a change.

My search for a submissive lady makes no progress however.