Woke up early. Very early. Too early. Extremely hard. Went for a pee and back to bed. Too early even for coffee yet. Miss Emmie was lying on her side facing me, knees drawn up so I couldn't get very close to her but I could put one hand on her waist and feel her, reach round to the small of her back.
After a little while she stirred, opened her eyes briefly and wanted a kiss. She straightened her legs so that I could get close and pulled me towards her. We ended up pressed against each other, holding on tight, kissing, my cage against her pussy, cock straining again. It was a lovely moment.
Eventually she wanted beans, coffee, and more cuddling, from behind this time, which I always enjoy, cage to bum, hand to boob, mouth to shoulder. Another lovely moment until it was time to get up. Not that there was any particular time that we had to get up. No plans for today.
There's been no mention of yesterday, the fairy costume, my cage, of being hard, an edging, a cage change, how many days or anything else. Nothing. She knows that I know I've got two more weeks and I'm not allowed to ask so what is there to be said anyway? She's very touchy/feely today but soon will be out of service (i.e. tomorrow probably). I've just got to wait now, hard as it is.
Hang on a minute... . This is FLR! We've been living a FLR!
