Opening weekend!

Another morning after a long night. It was late again. I woke up naturally at my usual time. I got myself some water and just sat, waking up. I remembered last afternoon and I must admit, I got hard. That does not happen that easily. Master and I got quite busy yesterday afternoon on the sofa. He likes me to play with his nipples and just kiss and work my tongue over his chest. I like to be just together like that, it is a different kind of intimacy. He was playing with my ass and my plug and I got quite horny. I was working my way down when we had to stop as we had to leave to go to the club. Great! Funnily enough we were both taking our time to get dressed for the club. Master put the coat cuffs on me for the journey. It was the first time we had used them since Master broke his hand. He is all ok now. The bus driver was looking at us funny as Master had to show him both our passes. We had forgotten to take it out before, and Master had to go through my pockets to find it. I found it very funny. We have a lovely cloak room at the club, we even provide an area to get changed and lockers to leave your stuff. I think Master felt he has betrayed Master Arne and his legacy, but he could not help the old building being pulled down! I think the premises are custom designed and with the input of the members, so we are actually making sure the legacy lives on. We were there early and the staff were just setting up. They were re-organising the bar. Luckily they are alright with where the till is and some other bigger items, but they had realised on a busy night the layout had not worked. People had booked and we were expecting even more people! We kind of have a limit on numbers of people we can have inside, for fire reasons, it was difficult to control that. People did go out for just some fresh air or to smoke, so keeping track is difficult.

Our dance troupe put on a show, they have started to meet regularly and have had some advice from Kristoffers girl friend. They did a little sketch about us owners. I was a little surprised that they actually knew that I am a part owner. Maybe we did put it out there, maybe they just put me in as I am Master Owe's slave. It was busy until closing time. I helped out again at the bar, I quite enjoy this work. It is a different atmosphere behind the bar. About midnight it got quieter at the bar and I joined the crowd. We closed at 1am, Master wanted to stay and help clear up. He had not looked forward to going, but seems he had enjoyed the night. I cannot remember that I went to the office where I apparently was nearly asleep. Master got me and we took a taxi home. In the taxi I told him how much I loved him and loved my life in Stockholm and how happy I was. And I was not even drunk! I guess I was over tired and my brain was not working properly. Master told me to be quiet. I went straight to bed. I embarrassed Master this morning, this very early morning. I am not looking forward to seeing him this morning.

I got busy yesterday and did not write my diary. I went to bed early, I had to catch up with some sleep. We had a lovely day. I went back to bed after yoga and writing my diary and must have dozed off again. Master came to find me. I felt embarrassed about last night, but he assured me it is ok. We had a shower together and he even gave me a blow job! I managed to get erect quite quickly and after some hesitation (I just feel not right seeing Master kneel in front of me) I was able to enjoy it and came. We had breakfast and then Master suggested some fresh air. It was cloudy, but if you put enough clothes on it is ok. He suggested getting Django, which I – of course- seconded. S/T were actually glad we came by, they were decorating and Django was in the way, so we agreed to have him all day. We do have dog food and bowls etc as he sometimes stays for longer. We wanted a hot chocolate but the kiosk was closed. So we went to our restaurant, one can sit outside, they have heaters and blankets. We had a tea. A couple came with what must have been one of them's elderly father in a wheel chair. It kind of made me think that my father will never get that old, and maybe that is better. I kind of miss him. Knowing that I will never have the chance to make up with him, or even just talk. I am glad that Ruth and I have opened the channel of communication, but there is still A LOT we need to resolve. My brother Mark has been in touch, we sometimes e-mail. I mentioned it to Owe, his father's birthday is very soon. I do not want him to make the same mistake, no that's wrong. It was not my choice. Anyway, Django was snarling at another dog, and we decided to leave. We had to walk past the other dog closer, and Django went for him. Luckily Owe was holding him. He dragged him away and then I told Django off. He did not notice me. Usually you get a reaction from a dog. On the way home he nearly got into another fight. I was able to stop it quickly. It was so unlike him! Owe commented how well I handled it. Did I? I guess I am used to dogs fighting, the Huskies could be a bit tetchy. One has to intervene immediately.

We came home and Django seemed ok again, he drank a lot. I can be tetchy when I do not drink enough, maybe it was that? As we had breakfasted quite late, we decided to have a snack and I would cook later. Master made us a lovely fruit smoothie. I played with Django outside, get rid of some of his energy. Master called me in for some food. Django laid down and promptly went to sleep. I could have done the same, I think, but I rather wanted to go to bed early. We were reading the paper and I got my books out. It was hard to keep my eyes open. I do not think any studying went into my brain. I had not realised how dark it was getting. Master switched the lights on and went to the toilet, and Django got up and indicated he needed to go as well. Master offered to take him out. He asked me to stay and get dinner on and make some coffee.

I was very surprised to hear the door bell, but thought Owe had forgotten his key. Well, it was his father in front of the door! Owe came back shortly afterwards, he was not too pleased about a surprise visitor. His father had a last minute business trip and flown in that morning. Of course Owe did not turn him away, but the first 10 minutes or so were a bit awkward. I continued with my preparations for dinner while they talked. I managed to communicate to Owe if I should cook for his father as well. We had a good time. Owe's father left after the meal. It had been the first time he had been to the house. I had a chance to talk to him on his own, I asked if he knew about everything. He said yes, he had even met Arne a few times. Arne was his age, so of course it had been quite disturbing to know about their relationship. Owe's father accepts us, but …

We took Django home after his father left, and then we had a lovely bubble bath. We often like to go and lie in Owe's bed after a bath, just being together. I nearly fell asleep so went to bed. Owe stayed up only a little longer to clear the fire and lock up.