Nikolai
NikolaiI sit in my Tesla in front of Chelle’s spin class.
She’s been a perfect angel for the two and a half weeks I’ve owned her. I’ve used and abused her body in as many dirty ways as I can think of, and the more I do, the softer she gets.
So when she asked me over breakfast this morning if she could go to her spin class, I felt like only a mudak would say no.
mudakBut I didn’t want to let the leash out too long, so I’m here to pick her up. Maybe take her out to dinner. She’s cooked for me all week. Not always fancy like the first night and her Sunday brunches, but she does like to be in the kitchen, even if it’s just throwing together a salad, or baking peanut butter and chocolate chip cookies.
I love having her in my kitchen. In my apartment. Turns out it wasn’t the furnitu
