Danuki Diary - pt 7b

    What a way to start a new journal, locked in my room. I feel myself burning up and my head spinning ,what exactly was in that drink? I awoke this morning in bed next to Miyabi as we’ve agreed to start sharing a room, with my old room becoming something of a personal study for myself. Normally I write down and log events into my journal at the end of the night but because of the events yesterday I found myself restless and even when I laid in bed with Miyabi’s warm body pressed against mine I still found myself unable to sleep immediately. When I awoke I found myself still groggy and felt I could do with a boost of energy, worming out of bed as to not wake Miyabi I snuck into my room to dress and headed downstairs to the kitchen.

As I sit here trying my hardest to focus on writing it down I’m having problems recalling conversations and issues, my head is becoming a tizzy. When I got downstairs I saw a maid leaving the kitchen, now that I think about it her breasts were nice and firm looking, I wonder if she’s ever been touched by a man.

Got to focus journal, my mind is blurring more and more. I asked about the ‘energy drinks’ Miyabi had bought days before, the maid asked me why I wanted to know where they were located before her face turned the cutest shade of red, one I’d love to see again. I asked for the location of them, and when she made that cute face she simply told me there were in the refrigerator, never had one only an icebox at my home. To my surprise there were actually 3 refrigerators, each of them the same uniform white with chrome trim standing next to each other. After checking the first one to no avail I found the 6 small pear shaped bottles in the middle fridge, their contents visible inside. I grabbed one, the tops were corked, which meant I could easily keep the contents from spoiling by taking only a sip.

As soon as that liquid hit my tongue my body felt hot and I found myself hard, I was starting to get thoughts that I’ve been trying since to suppress. With as much haste as possible I bolted back up here to my room and locked the door.

I wonder, what does Miyabi look like under all those clothes, those lovely breasts of hers, I’d love to just squeeze them and hold them. I wonder what kind of noises she’d make under me, I am her husband after all aren’t I? Eventually we’re going to have sex, maybe I should just go to her now and demand we do it. No, I’m just going to lay in bed until whatever is affecting me passes, this disease is clouding my mind and making me aggressive. I’ll write more when I cna think clearly again journal.