My morning ritual draws me to the bridge for a time of silence and concentration. The leaves are turning colors and the morning air is crisp but not cold. Saturday mornings are particularly delightful for me. I know I will have at least four or five hours to myself as my family sleeps in on Saturdays and living in the woods I never see anyone else.
Feeling frisky this morning, I remove my drawstring pants and sweatshirt to kneel naked on the bridge this morning. I allow myself only a moment to look around at the pond and beautiful leaves before gracefully placing my hands on my knees palms up, straighten my back and close my eyes. Concentrating on slowing my breathing, my mind drifts to its favorite place – serving my Master. The cool breeze causes my nipples to become hard and the leaves rustle around me but I have learned to ignore the sounds.
Knowing I have an overactive imagination, I stifle the feeling that the rustling is footsteps. I have progressed too far over the last...
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