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Sitting silently between his legs on the floor while he relaxes in his favorite chair..My head laying on one of his thighs..

A fire in the fire place is the only light in his room.

It's cold and dark outside.

He gently caresses my hair with his fingers..Not saying a word...

The only sounds is the crackling of the fire.

He likes it this way.

I like it this way.

He's calm and loving during these times of quietness.

He lets his guard down and I get to see the real man behind the mask.

The mask he wears during our sessions.

Can sometimes be frightening.

But he's always in control...

And he never lets it go to far..

But I still have some fear.

And he understands that.

And I believe he likes it a little bit.



So for now with my head resting against his thigh and his fingers playing with my hair..

We are both at peace..

For now.