It is sometimes such a bother not to be able to use the T word. I did an essay on the Stockholm Syndrome and it was very interesting the more I 'pondered' it. The syndrome:

Stockholm syndrome is a response sometimes seen in an abducted hostage, in which the hostage shows signs of loyalty to the hostage-taker.

Mistress had me do this essay and at first I didn't see why. I couldn't see a connection but as I 'pondered' it, the similarities became clear. I am not a hostage in the normal sense but there is certainly a fondness in me for her.

I am looking forward to talking about this with her. She will no doubt have a very interesting perspective on it.

I turned in my assignments late this week and I am already sorry and not at all looking forward to that conversation. They were due Friday night and I turned them in Saturday night. Mistress is always very understanding if I need more time with things but sometimes events turn out such that asking for more time is impossible. Maybe there is a legitimate reason that I couldn't get them turned in and couldn't ask for more time.

Maybe we had tickets to the Suns game in one of the luxury suites and maybe I had one of the most delicious drinks I've ever tasted and maybe I had too many of them and maybe by the time I got home I had to be dragged to bed and tucked in and didn't stir for hours past the time that my assignments were due. Maybe. Wait, not maybe... that all actually happened.