Mike’s at the station for the next four days and I miss him more than usual. I mean it’s bad enough that he’s not around the house, but now it’s even worse. I’m sure it’s due to my ‘mission’. The opportunity to push him a little closer to ‘full-on girl mode’ is very exciting to me and when I’m done, I hope it’s exciting to him, too. So I’m torn between hurrying and going slow, agonizingly slow… I don’t think he knows or if he does, he isn’t letting on.

 To this point, I’m painted Mike’s toes, trussed him up in pantyhose, talked him into letting his hair grow longer (I told him it would make him look younger) and even managed to talk him into a few pictures. But now I think I need to slow down. I don’t want to scare him off. I mean I do want him all gurly even it’s just for a little while, but I want him, you know? I REALLY want him! Sorry I’m rambling.