Winter Update

Hi Everyone. I know it's been awhile since I posted and the reason is because I'm sick. Well, both of us are sick. When I went away to celebrate my birthday with my family I got a sore throat, which turned into a cold, which has now gone to my chest. Yeah, not so much fun.

The sore throat has gone, as have the sniffles (well almost all gone), but now I've got the annoying bloody cough which is persisting. I've been sick for almost two weeks now :-(

The other night when Daddy and I were playing, He couldn't resist and kissed me, which is now why He's sick. Even though as soon as He did it I said "Don't blame me if you get sick", I still feel bad. They say there's a 1 in 16 chance of catching a cold from someone if you kiss them while they're sick. Well, I can tell you, he only kissed me once, so our luck isn't too good at the moment obviously.

I hate being sick, as do most people. But the one thing that I've come to realise this time, is how much I can't stand not being able to kiss Him. It's been driving me batty! I've always known that kissing is one activity that I really enjoy, but to not be able to do it is torture (and not in the good sense) :-)

A good kiss can make me weak at the knees and tremble in anticipation of what's to come (if anything). It can make my heart pound and my stomach flutter. It can give me goosebumps. It can be exactly what I want, or it can leave me waiting for more.

I can't wait until I'm better again, because although I'm missing all of these things in not being able to kiss Him, the one thing I'm missing more than all is the fact that Daddy has grown his beard and moustache back for the winter *big grins*

This is how He was when we first got together. His facial hair takes me back to the early days, which were troublesome, but adventurous. Innocent and yet so full of naughtiness and debauchery. Not to mention the fact that the tickling of His beard and mo is the one type of tickling that I would ask for, in various places over my body ;-)

And speaking of body hair, I've let my leg hair grow back. I'm not sure how long it's been since I last shaved, but it's at least over a month, maybe two. It's strange to have it back again, after having gotten into the routine of shaving my legs. Although I'm definitely not complaining for the extra warmth on these chilly nights we've been having. My underarm hair is back as well, although it's only been a couple of weeks since I stopped shaving that. We'll see how it goes, for the moment both my underarm and leg hair is staying. And afterall, with Daddy growing His facial hair for me, it's only fair that He gets to enjoy my body hair too :-)