It has been a few weeks since my last visit. Work and family have been in need of my attention and I have been unable to get to my Goddess Mina. We have had frequent contact and Goddess has been quite generous by sending pictures and notes to encourage my ever building devotion. I have been obsessed with looking for her messages and have been acting like an impatient teenage boy. I can't do anything right, I am a mess without my goddess. I cannot function properly without seeing her; is that simple. My schedule had been busy but was finally favorable to make my pilgrimage.
I was finally able to make an appointment to visit my goddess and the days leading up to my visit seemed like an eternity. That always seems to be the way, the days drag and the nights are long leading up to my visits. I have been enchanted and cannot get my mind off of her. I am her pet, her slave and her property, I have no choice. I am ensnared in her trap and gladly do not struggle. I woke up the morning of my visit calmer than normal. I have begun to enjoy the anticipation rather than fight with it. I was able to prepare lunch for my goddess at her request. It is a big leap forward in our burgeoning relationship. She trusted me to prepare food for her and I did so with love and care. I stopped by a sporting goods store on my way to her lair to pick up her favorite socks and picked up a few books I thought my goddess would enjoy.
The drive was easy hardly any traffic, going into this section of the boroughs at the time of day I was driving is usually quite hectic. Today it was if the gods had cleared the road for me and my goddess. Smooth sailing.
I arrived and was able to find a spot right away, again another small miracle. I arrived and rang the bell at the exact time I was told to. The walk up the stairs was easier and I was carrying bags of food and drink. I am more at ease and feel safe there at her apartment. It is smartly decorated and comfortable. Her manner is easy if you are in her favor and if you are performing to her liking you will be treated well. If you are not, well let's just say I do not want to ever be in that position. The only position I want to be in is under her glorious soles, my new home for life. I am her foot slave, what better thing to be?