Ah yes, how I take in my little ones, the boys who feel lonely and low, boys with the need to get completely sh*tfaced, and pay me buckets to keep them company.
One of my cherubs called tonight after a few weeks off for the holidays. Sweet Alan. When this boy gets on a roll, I best block off my entire night because he will keep talking, drinking and serving me until dawn! Good thing he's fun company :)
This evening he called, 3 sheets to the wind, a little pissy due to me being busy with another client in a 3 hour session. Seems Alan had gotten started without me. At this point it's a maintenance thing, occasional shots while we catch up on his career and romance (or lack thereof) details...
Alan is the sweetest little (in more ways than one, ahem) man, who enjoys wallowing in his own self pity. And he cusses up a storm, venting about every little frustration in his working world. I give him assignments most weeks, which he does dutifully, and typically I include a confidence building exercise. As much as I love controlling and demeaning my sublets, I need them strong in other ways.
This evening, after he'd downed almost an entire bottle of Crown Royale, telling me how very much he loved me, and how much he loved a certain luscious lady in his office, he fell into a deep sleep, snores and all. His alarm clock started blaring from his bedroom, and the boy was so conked, it went on for over 10 minutes, and he slept in oblivion. Our session ended with the typical Niteflirt, "One minute remaining..." warning. And he actually slept through that!
I'll be checking in on him later today, to make sure he's safe and sound. Another fun night in the life of this Mistress!
