I woke up this morning with a muzzy head and a text from Spanish Girl appologising for last night, saying that she hoped I wasn't angry and could we meet up tonight. To be honest I would have rather had a night out with the girls, but because last night had gone so disasterously ascue as far as she was concerned, I sort of felt obliged to say yes and make it up to her. I think this is the beginning of the end though, this will be the fourth time we've met and I still don't feel much emotion about it, apart from a little irritation. I don't even know why I'm mad at her, I just kind of am, and that really makes me want to fuck her for some reason. She's not coming over until later tonight, she has some family stuff to do first, she has kids and so they obviously come first, but when she gets here I don't think she'll be getting the sweet, soft side of me that she's seen for the majority of the time we've spent together. Tonight I plan to give and not receive, which again is odd for me because I very much like both. She'll be on her back, legs wide for me, begging for it, while I bite on her neck and nipples, scratch and slap her thighs before giving it to her hard. I might even tie her up with the bondage tape I bought at the Erotica show. I want to give her something to remember me by, so tonight I'll pull out all the stops and ensure that she has a damn good time. And I won't see her again.