Apparently, the experiment has developed teeth.

I had no plans to write again so soon, but apparently there are reasons for me to write. So, writing’s just what I did. 

I still don’t feel like a million bucks, but I’m not deathly enough to spend the day in bed. My throat is now properly sore, my eyes feel gritty, my nose is stuffy and I’m tired, but apparently I’m not tired enough for sleep. I’m crotchety, which is no good way for a woman to be. 

I’m not at all feverish, though, which is good.

The ASDA driver who delivered to me this morning has it too, the poor bastard. He was keeping a distance to avoid infecting me, but I heard him sniff and I let out a chuckle. 

“You sound like you’ve got it too?” I asked with my croaky, fluey voice. He laughed. We both agreed that it’s shit. 

Addy is still having far too much fun with this ASMR thing, implying that I might be delirious and requiring “tingle gel” to cool me down. I wanted to protest that at first — I’m not crazy! 

Then I remembered that’s exactly what a crazy person might say. 

So fine, I’m delirious, totally out of my mind. I just hope that Addy’s ready for my crazy 😉

There are still things that Addy doesn’t know about, things that I still get to play with in my own time and at my own leisure. He wants to tell our friends that I’m not keeping him on his toes? Cute! I love his confidence, however wrong it may be. Does Addy know that I plan to start (Nerf) weapons training just as soon as I acquire some disposable income? There’s absolutely no reason that the hunted can’t become the hunter. I do already have a rather good aim, I’m merely refining my skillset and giving my darling Addy something to do. Run, Daddie, run! 

I also wonder if Addy has forgotten that this can go both ways? That I can play with his mind as much as he likes to play with mine. The higher you climb, Addy. 

I have been having fun on Slowly lately as well. There’s A and B, both men, both British. Actually there’s L as well, my American penpal who I love shooting the shit with and who recently became a reader, who also loves tormenting me with slow-cooked yumminess. So cruel! 😉

A and I have been talking a while now, we’re close in a friendly, nerdy kind of way. I’d told A about what happened with Chris talking about being “assimilated” by me, and how Addy has become fascinated with the idea of assimilating me. A said he needed to find a Star Trek woman to assimilate him, he said the idea was hot. So I laughed and said that — with two letters in the same day — some might say he’d already been assimilated by me!

Then there was B, who I met only yesterday. B is an entrepreneur as well, so we’ve been talking about entrepreneurship and the loneliness of working from home while our spouses are out to work. B is empathetic and captivated by my work, he is also fascinated by the development of sex toys and wants to help me if he can. So I’ve said I may find a role for him within the TSAM team, because someone who wants to make sex better for people is someone I absolutely would want to work with! 

I did have to roll my eyes though. The Board of Kinky Fuckery Science absolutely does not need another member on the Board of Kinky Fuckery Science, yet, I realise, that is another potential me problem — I cannot stop the Board from taking on new members. It is, I fear, now the story of this life. My life. 

Submissive? Nah. Involuntary (but apparently quietly consenting!) lab bunny. 

So a few other things real quick:

First of all, I may be partnering with another BDSM tracker app, though I’m waiting to hear back from them regarding our potential collaboration. Who they are of course is top secret right now and is known only to both of my partners, but I’m really hopeful that I can bring you a new kinky app that you’ll want to download and use.

Secondly, I’m swapping my weekends around, so that means there won’t be an informative post until next week (17th). The whole reason for it is because I normally publish my posts on the same Saturday that I see my father-in-law, and if I’m still at my desk working when he arrives, he loves to make remarks about me not spending time with him. So by publishing on the Saturday that I don’t see him… voila! I no longer have that pressure to be finished by 5’o clock, which means I have more time to make sure my posts are perfect for you 😉

So that brings me to why I had to write today, because I am still apparently being missed on the Lovehoney Forum. I’m honoured by that, truly I am, I’m also not planning on going back. I miss my friends too, dearly in fact, but I’m also quite enjoying my freedom in a space that I control. 

I did promote our Discord server quite aggressively on our blog for a time, but that didn’t really do anything. I also added our own forum space to my blog, but that didn’t do anything either. My Whatsapp “send me a message” button seemed to be more of a navigational hazard than a help, so that left me stymied. 

So I leave you with one last option:

If you want to message me but don’t use Discord, you can reach me on my Whatsapp tag, @avonbelle. Whether you need help with finding toys or just want to say hello, I’m always happy to hear from you. 

And now, I must get back to work 😉 

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