This week, hija went away…

On Wednesday, I played a trick upon the folk I live with (technically the in-laws, although soon they will be the out-laws). As I was going to Baltimore for the day on Thursday, I said that I would be staying up there two nights, which really meant two nights of staying at hija’s place – much better than Baltimore. And on Wednesday, she made guacamole, yum yum it was very nice, even though the next day we woke up with onion breath. Wednesday was also supposed to be the granting of some of my wishes that I got from Monday – which in this case was foot sex and getting to tie up hija’s feet. But she had to do schoolwork so instead I got to suck her toes and wank, and have my wish for another day. And then, later, we had hot, naked sex and fell asleep. Only to be awoken in the night by the most lovely of awakenings – kisses!

The next day I had to wake up early to catch the 7am Acela to Baltimore – and it was quite hard to tear myself away from naked hija and giving her kisses but finally I managed it and got to the station in time. The time in the Baltimore office was quite fun, and I sent a wicked email when the blame was shifted to me for something that I was not guilty of. Got the 7.30 train from Baltimore and got back to New York just before 10 and headed off to meet hija and some of her friends at a Cuban restaurant. It was really touching to see how happy she looked when I turned up. We had fun at the restaurant and then went back to get my wishes granted. I did manage to tie up hija’s feet – but I think something was missing from the picture I saw once that I was trying to recreate – but then she fell asleep before my footjob! So I was again foiled. But somehow on the subway home I managed to get a grant of 5 more footjobs whenever I wish, so that was not so bad.

Friday morning, I had already warned hija, I would be late for work because I was waking up next to her. So I woke her the way that is much better than a phone call – my cock! hahaha. And then, I got her to finally grant my wish for foot sex. Hija has good feet to fuck. I guess that goes in keeping with the rest of her. I was so tired at work but one thing perked me up – hija said she would be my girlfriend! And so I bought sushi to celebrate and went to hers after work. She did not want to have sex so I cashed in one of my foot sex vouchers and had a second footjob. I could learn to enjoy days like that. Hija is a natural, she tried a different position to begin with, with her toes grasped around my shaft so I could see the nails, and it felt really good. Then to save her abs she went on her front and repeated the same from the morning – with me fucking the length of her foot. I was allowed to come on them but ummm I made a mess. And my boxer shorts felt gross. After that, I felt really tired and had to take a nap in her bed, but I fell into a deep sleep and woke up dazed. And then went home.

Saturday was a foul day, with super strong winds and lashing rain. I didn’t care at first as I had bought House of the Dead Overkill and was enjoying shooting the shit out of zombies. Apparently though, the wind had other ideas as the power went out at 5pm. So it was a night of reading books by candlelight for me. And hearing bits of the house that should have been repaired ages ago blow off. And poor hija’s flight to Puerto Rico got cancelled until the next day. Well better late than finding bits of her in the lawn (morbid humour!).

Sunday the wind stopped. Power came back at 1pm. Pretty unremarkable day aside from discovering that Lorena’s dad has decided I should pay an outlandish sum of rent (around $800) and be moved to a room without a bed or a closet. Well I guess they want me gone. And of course, Lorena found a way to shout and scream at me about it, as she told me not to twist things to my parents, as she knew I would say something about the whole moving out thing, and when I said that if I did want to twist things, I could go to a lawyer regarding breaking a Federal document, I was told I was threatening her and she could just report me to the police and have me thrown out the country and I should be honourable (so what have I been by paying her back as much as I can a month?) and just the usual spiel that shows she hasn’t actually heard what was said and instead just wants to rant and rave like a lunatic and not let the other side explain themselves. I wonder why I welcomed the split. And seriously, fuck her dad, going through his daughter to say that. So anyway, I looked up places near hija and arranged to see one on Tuesday.

Monday… nothing much happened. I called my mum to let her know everything regarding me and Lorena getting a divorce, me moving out, me dating hija… went pretty well. She said she would help me out with moving out which was nice I can’t wait to get back my life.

Yesterday I went to see the place, got on well with the owner and she offered it to me! I said yes, as I want to get out asap, and so I should be moving on Sunday!! She also said an interesting thing, in that I have too much of a personality for Market Research. I should find out what I am best suited for (alas fucking all of hija is not a profession). Then I spoke with darling hija for two hours or so… I can’t wait to see her and that tan and do naughty things to it. (Oh and… burnt ass!). Also, I had lunch with Erika and Keith, and when I was at the salad bar with Erika I pointed at different coloured vegetables and said “It’s good to have different colours”, to which she said “I know”, so I replied “That’s why I am dating a brown girl!”.

Today was St Patrick’s Day, and everyone in the office seemed to assume that I am a racist as I kept being asked “Are you ok with today? How are you coping?”. I had sushi at a nice place near the office with Erika and Keith. It was such a lovely day, weather wise. I spoke with Gav in England, which was nice as I hadn’t spoken with him since I left England in January. He said he was really pleased for me to be moving out as it should be very good for me indeed. I agree! Plus I get to be within 10 minutes walk of hija, so whenever we are free we can have kisses if we want them. Then I went out to eat with Daisy, we had Shake Shack and they do have really good burgers. But the fries were really not worth it and then there is the milkshake equation. The milkshake equation is that if I can get a small vanilla from McDonalds for $2, if you are going to serve a similar size for $5.50 (and believe me I was not expecting a small for that price) it has to be at least double, and more like 2.5 times better than what I can get at $2. And sadly it was not. But the burger really was excellent. And so I had a fun time eating and talking with Daisy. And then… I come home and find that hija has sent me a picture of her toes on the beach. I heart that girl.