For some reason, I had the feeling when the day started, that I would need warm cradling sheets and blankets upon my bed before nightfall. I covered my bed in flannel sheets and a velour blanket, far from sexy, but warm, cradling. For some reason flannel always made me feel held, like a lovers strong and loving arms were wrapped around me. God knows by the end of this day, I would need some holding, and clean sheets.

It began the same as any other normal conversation I ever had in my life. I said "hi". And then his voice flowed over me, into me, like water, it insinuated itself into every fiber of my being, and I was helpless, completely powerless, it frightened me a little, and I liked it. Really liked it. I fell into his voice like falling into a deep clear pool, and his voice cradled me, caught me, holding me safe and secure. Already I was more than prepared to do anything he asked of me.

Actually, it had begun near an hour earlier, with a...

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