Stardust Diaries by Swan Tarn

Author:Swan, Tarn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: life, glbt, domination, submission, diary, humour, spanking, mm, ds, gay romance, transgender, drag queen, domestic discipline, transvestite, alternative lifestyle, love and relationships, tops, brat
Publisher: Tarn Swan

11th March 2006: Saw

Saturday again, where does the time go? It's snowing here, just lightly, but judging from the sky we'll get a bit more yet. I doubt it will lay properly. It rarely does at this time of year.

I'm treading on eggshells as far as Twinks is concerned at the moment. The hospital visit last Thursday did not result in the liberation of his arm from the cast. There were no flags and bunting in the streets, no freedom songs sung. His consultant is going for the full twelve weeks just to be on the safe side. Twinks will remain plastered until later this month. He wasn't pleased. He argued with the man, questioned his qualifications and his attitude to gay people, and not very cordially either. I didn't know where to put myself. My right hand knew where it wanted to put itself, right across his churlish backside, but time and place frustrated it.

The consultant wasn't a bit fazed and my estimation of him grew. He folded his arms, glared at Twinkles and said his attitude to gay people was much the same as his attitude to other people, some he liked and some he didn't, but he treated all bones with fond respect and equality. Mr Lane could just resign himself to the fact that the cast needed to remain for a while longer in order to give his bone the best chance of mending without complications. Twinkles started muttering about contacting the court of human rights at which point I thanked the consultant and ushered Twinks to the reception desk to make his next appointment. He's been grumpy ever since.

I'm on the side of the doctor. In view of the bones slow start in healing I think a few more weeks inconvenience is preferable to months of problems if the cast comes off too early. I told him to cheer up, as it wasn't too much longer to wait. He snapped my head off and said that was easy for me to say. After the appointment I had to head off to work, but it was his day off. I was hoping that by the time I got home on Thursday evening he would be feeling less disgruntled, but he wasn't. He was determined to hang onto his bad mood.

I'd bought him a bar of chocolate, some flowers and a Hello Magazine in an effort to cheer him up. The chocolate was plain and he preferred milk. The flowers looked like they'd been sitting on the garage forecourt since Valentine’s Day and he didn't want Hello magazine he wanted Bride magazine.

I ate the chocolate myself, gave the flowers to Gabby to give to her mum and used the spurned magazine to whack Twinkles' ungrateful, ungracious little arse. He apologised, but it didn't stop him being tetchy or flinging a blue fit when the rough edge of the cast snagged one of his favourite gowns when he was getting ready to go out on Friday evening. He

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