By Piglett
Friday 30th
Being taken out for a Treat.
I wake up and look at the clock. It glows 04:39. I had slept for a long time. I snuggle down and drift away. I wake up a bit after eight and get up and have a dump, and a very long piss, I then have a wash, clean my teeth, spray my piercing and dry my nose, and make a coffee. Gym day and I am already knackered. I get some gym gear on and get to the gym. I feel as heavy as the weights are. But I persist. I have to get a lot fitter and stronger. I went to the shops on the way home and wandered very slowly. I got in and put stuff away. I just wanted to sleep. I curled up on the bed and slept. It was about four pm when I woke up. I had to stretch lying on the bed. I stared up at the ceiling and thought about what had happened. Surprisingly I was not sore but I did ache a bit and I liked that feeling. I had missed it. I picked up my mobile phone. It had finished its security updates for work stuff and had then shutdown as usual. I switched it on.
It came to life and the text message icon was flashing. I tapped it. It was from Tim. He wanted to go for a walk over the marsh with his gars and me. I thought about it. I was unsure but something in me wanted me to go. I typed a reply saying that I would like it a lot and would be all ready by eighteen hundred hours and we could go for a drink first and chat. Then walk down Coppermill Lane to the Marshes and he was welcome to crash at my house if he wanted to. I heard it chime with a reply. YES bootblackpainpig.
