Hehehe. Wellllll.

My Daddy makes me feel like a very, very special girl by writing me nice notes, sending me cute presents and getting me all worked up by teasing me.

While my boyfriend (Sir) likes it when I’m little, it’s from the standpoint that he enjoys the innocence and the cuteness of my Little voice (I’ve got a damn cute Little voice), but doesn’t want to be Daddy. Daddy, on the other hand, does and totally relishes that sort of dynamic: the spoiling me, dolling me up, etc.

Also, my Daddy’s super hot, is a really stellar human being, has a primary (which makes the situation feel fairly balanced that way) and that’s all you’re getting because it’s a secret hehehe.

Hehe. My Daddy is not Craftsmate’s alter ego. Daddy’s a separate person. Maybe if you guys are nice, I’ll get a little more specific.

Penthouse seems to be doing well. Distance and obligations made us peter out, but we talk occasionally.