After having written my last blog, I've thought a lot about what's been going right in my life. Cause, well, it's certainly not all doom and gloom- it's actually quite lovely at the moment! I consider myself an incredibly lucky girl.

-I've started "officially" dating Mo, as a Real Live Girlfriend. I adore him. He's incredibly supportive, sexy as all hell, sweet, caring, and I truly love him. He loves me back, and it scares me sometime how normal it all is, how nondramatic... but this is growing up, and growing forward. I'm very, very happy, and consider myself incredibly lucky to have such an amazing man at my side. Yay!

-I made it back to London, and am staying with S as I figure out a room. Imight be able to avoid it by staying at the incall, which would be nice in some ways but kinda annoying in others. However, S has been an excellent host, truly lovely, and staying with him has been a treat for sure. It's definitely nice to be centrally located as well!

-H and I had a lovely scene over the weekend- she stayed with me for an overnight and we went to a club called Subversion, which was fun. I dressed as a lamb, she as the Cheshire Cat, and we met a lovely guy there who helped coTop and spanked her til her ass was a delicious shade of red and purple. H is someone I initially played with along with TB, but they fell out fairly soon after he and I did... I don't mind, as having her to myself has been a treat. It's nice to have a cute girl to play with and hang out with, and we get on pretty well.

I'm actually writing this as I'm off on a train to see her in her town, near Swindon, where I've never been. I'm excited to see her on her home turf, see her art in person, snuggle her and add to the bruising. Yum. I'm one lucky girl.

-In the breakup of the situation with TB, H and I decided I had an opening for a straight boy, and proceeded to explore Informed Consent for someone suitably dandyish and sexy. H found me a boy, a very sexy boy who dresses fabulously, is about as close to a flaming gay man as you can get while still having sex with girls, with talented fingers and black rimmed glasses. H, I owe you something incredible, as I think you have found me someone ideal- I couldn't dream up someone better. We met up and got on swimmingly, then I had a playdate with him Sunday. A pile of laundry and a belly full of bacon later, I think we have a winner for sure. I'm easy to please. Mostly. ;) Pillow talk about illnesses led to his nickname for this blog- G for Gout, the illness of libertines.

-I also got to see and snuggle with my favourite client, who is just lovely. Every time I see him I feel recharged, and happy, because he's respectful and kind and thoughtful. Again, I'm a lucky girl, to have these wonderful people in my life in their various capacities.

-And finally, in spite of what could've been a dramatic situation with D, a friend of mine and TB's and a Domme in her own right, we've sorted out our differences and moved on, which is really nice. I've always struggled to have female friends, and to have one as solid and no-bullshit as her really enriches my life.

-Also, can someone please call me poppet?

So, while it hurts, how things with E and things with TB ended... I have, as always, a really good life, and while it'll likely be complicated as I won't be getting the fiance visa after all, Mo has promised to help me make whatever decisions I make a reality as best he can- and with support like this, who needs drama?