You’ve got the look of love
It’s on your face
A look that time can’t erase
Baby be mine, tonight
Let this be just the start of
So many nights like this
Let’s take a lovers vow
And seal it with a kiss
(The Look of Love – Dusty Springfield)
Seeing his face when he looks at me, I know he loves me. I know he longs for me like I long for him, but that circumstances are keeping us apart. I’m patient, really patient. I know we will get back to ‘many nights like this’. But, I get unsure too. I doubt myself. Even though I know Master T is locked up inside himself due to the stupid medicine, I feel doubts. Does he still want me? Does my body still excite him?
Then I look at this image, at how prominent my breasts are in this image and I remember last weekend when he stood behind me, cupped my breasts and squeezed. He made a silly remark, walked away, came back later and his hands were on my tits again. He repeated this several times during the day. So much so that I hoped it would mean that night something more would happen. It didn’t. I shouldn’t doubt myself. No matter what I look like, he loves and wants me. He tells me that so many times, and I can’t believe he would start lying now, as he is just not that kind of man.
© Rebel’s Notes
Note: This image was chosen as one of the top 5 for Sinful Sunday, week 376. Jadis of Tits and Test Tubes said the following:
I adore the colours in this photo: Marie’s tattoos and red knickers are so wonderful and bright. The angle of the photo is enticing and sexy, and it feels like she is inviting us – or someone, at least – to reach in and hold her breasts. I also absolutely LOVE her freckles!