Got an email from sui g. talking about how after I left him in Seattle, he felt like, “I’m trespassing in your room.”
HAHAHAHA too cute! My room!
Like he was sneaking around my hotel room … a little lost without me there. I like that. That emptiness that NEEDS me. He talked about how he’d find himself crawling (I don’t let him walk upright when we’re alone) and then realize I wasn’t there. I love that my rules exist even when I’m not there to enforce them.
So fucking hot.
I’m still smiling thinking about it.
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