By Piglett

Saturday morning

A good walk.

I woke up when the lights came on. He was still up inside me. I gently squeezed him out of me and stood up on the bed and slowly walked off the end attempting not to disturb Tim. I had a feel of my balls and a look at the wound. It had scabbed over and was fine. I put shorts and a snuggly hoodie on and my ball strap too then went downstairs. I had a wash, shaved, went to the toilet and put out a toothbrush, wash cloth and towel ready for Tim. I wandered into the kitchen and checked the plants to see if they needed any water. They were all fine.

Then I made up a bottle of cloudy apple juice as well as a big glass full. I drank it all down then made a coffee. I wandered through the dining room then through the conservatory and went outside. It was cold but mild for this time of year. I put my hand round the mug for warmth. My balls noticed the cold and retracted a bit against the leather strap and ached. I tidied a few things up and looked at the mess.

“Good morning Rupe,” he said.

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