Surprise?

     "Oh no!" you gasp as you leap out of bed, just loud enough to wake Me.  "Oh gawd, i'm sorry that i woke You Sir." 

            "Mmm, no worries...what seems to be the problem little one?"

            "The alarm didn't go off and I'm  late for work...oh goodness, i've got to call and tell them i'm on my way and..."

            "I shut the alarm off.  your not going to work today."

            "What would You have me do then Sir?"

            "Well W/we're going to need some breakfast, but for starters I think you better hop back under these covers and do some serious snuggling."

            "Really?!" you asked but the questioning needed no forgiveness for your eyes clearly showed that you weren't questioning me but merely your good fortune as you did your joyful little leaping fairy imitation back into O/our bed and My waiting arms.

            I had called your boss last week and arranged for this day off for you.  I must have forgot to tell you... Oh well lets keep it a secret just a bit longer.  I'm so proud of you little one.  Resting in My arms, so peaceful and content...not the slightest hesitation when I told you that you weren't going to work; not a trace of trepidation to interfere with your joy now.  No questions.  Just trust...and love.  I'm going to make it a special weekend for you, you deserve it.

            "Give Me a kiss now love and go fetch U/us breakfast."

            I start to lean toward you and you attack!!

            "I SAID 'A' KISS!!" I bellow in mock outrage as you smother Me in kisses.  "Now 'git!"

            "Oops, sorry Sir...i'm 'git-ting ...nobody git's like me...one kiss...i'll remember next

"Of course I liked them sweetheart, you know My tastes as well as I do...and you picked them out for Me.. did you not?  How could I not like them.  W/we did not pick them up then so W/we could surprise you now.  Now a quick hug and then back to breakfast you little slacker!" I grin at you as I watch the joy bubble back to your eyes and get a crushing hug from a pixie.  I head off to the shower while you cook breakfast...W/we've a long day ahead of U/us.

            Freshly showered, I find you in the kitchen putting the finishing touches on breakfast.  "All ready Sir." you beam.   "Mmm, looks wonderful....sit, lets eat." 

            As W/we devour the marvelous breakfast you've prepared I note the slight, almost imperceptible change in your mood.  "Go ahead love...ask."

            "Umm, is there something special about today Sir...something that i forgot?"

            "Nothing anymore special than any other day...no."

            "Its just the flowers and the gifts and the day off....I'm just a bit overwhelmed and extremely grateful....but confused and..."

            "...and you're wondering why."

            "Yes Sir.

      Looking into your eyes, showing no emotion....the vacuum of My eyes that you're staring into draws you in - and then I release all the love I feel for you in one glance, "Simply because I love you.  Now leave the dishes and hop in the shower...we leave in a half hour."  I wonder if you'll make it to the shower safely blinded as you are by the tears of joy that have filled your eyes.  I turn away to attend to the kitten trying to claw its way up My leg and when I look back, you are gone and I hear the shower being turned on in the distance. 

            I ran out to unplug the car and warm it up; 40 below is damn unpleasant in the morning (or for that matter - in the afternoon or evening) but such is the price of living in this splendid land.  When I come back you're already out of the shower and dressed and drying your hair.   Standing by the bathroom door I watch you.  you're so beautiful you know.  The more I've gotten to know you; the closer W/we have become - the more beautiful you have gotten.  Every day I think.....no, I know - that I'll never see a more beautiful sight...and every day there is a tomorrow that mocks Me and makes a liar out of Me. 

            Inside the car I start for the airport with you tucked safely under My arm, wondering if perhaps I didn't get the much better deal in this relationship.   you are so perfect sometimes; I can feel you - what is in you...your thoughts sometimes.  Right now you have no thoughts about where we are going; it is not your business and you know it...or you would if you asked yourself...but you won't.  I can't even say that there is trust...because that implies an action and you've transcended action...you simply ARE trust right now.  I feel honored by your commitment to Me and it inspires Me to always be deserving.  If you have blossomed under Me, know that I too have blossomed.  I am a truer version of Me  than when W/we first met and I have U/us to thank for that.  W/we are a team you and I, apart W/we exist but together W/we LIVE. 

Pulling into Merrill Field I park the car as O/our friend (and pilot) Bob comes out to greet U/us.   I send you inside to fetch some tea for Bob and I as we transfer the luggage to the Cessna and help him knock the ice off the wings before takeoff.  20 minutes later W/we're airborne.  It's a 2 1/2 hour flight to Circle  but they've got the nicest hot springs in the state and a little log cabin built for two that W/we're not going to see the outside of very much over the next few days.  Plenty of outside to enjoy now though; traversing its way north we pass within a couple of miles of Mt. McKinley and race a caribou herd through the arctic landscape.  But as splendid as the scenery is, I find Myself turning away and just being there as I hold you.  Really being there.  And there are no words...but there doesn't have to be, because whatever else W/we are - be it Master/slave, or man/woman, or Dom/sub or someday perhaps husband/wife...whatever else...W/we are friends.  And between friends there often doesn't need to be any words.

            And then W/we are there.  The plane touching down rouses Me from the peace I had been embracing.   Inside the lodge W/we check in and let Bob know which cabin is O/our so he can drop of O/our bags and  take care of a few other incidentals I had instructed him to for U/us.  Off to the hot tubs!  The stress of the long winter starts to fall away as W/we relax iin the water...the air around U/us 40-50 below - the water surrounding U/us 110 above and the Aurora Borealis above U/us dancing across the sky in a special choreographed number just for U/us.  Timing is everything I remind Myself...and I determine that its time to head for the cabin.

            W/we run the 30 yards or so to the cabin with nothing more than towels on.  The heat of the hot springs protects O/ones body for that short a distance but not much further so W/we didn't slow as W/we reach the door but rather crashed through to a rather pleasant surprise for you.  I  had Bob start the cook in on dinner and start the fireplace for us.  We ran in to find the dinner had recently arrived and was on the table and the fireplace was roaring and the cabin was toasty warm, but that's not what you noticed first.  I've had the cabin filled with flowers... 

      Bob made a run up here to pick up some folks yesterday and rather than come up empty I had him load the plane up from front to back with roses and carnations and daffodils and ...well lets just say the florist had a very good day :)   He stored them at the lodge overnight and moved them into the cabin for Me while W/we were relaxing in the water.   I watch for your reaction and am not disappointed.  First at Me, then at the room...back at Me...you try to speak but find that you can't.  Smiling I hush you...that was the reaction I was looking for.  W/we nibble at dinner and while its very good - this isn't the hunger that compels Me now...nor you I know.  

      On the bed is a small mountain of comforters that I brought with U/us.  Throwing them in a pile by the fireplace W/we nestle amongst them and once W/we are settled comfortably, you sitting between My legs leaning back into Me, W/we sip O/our tea and I bring out the latest version of  "Chicken Soup for the Soul"  and W/we take turns reading stories to each other until, emotionally and physically exhausted, W/we forgo the seemingly endless journey back to bed and you drift off to sleep in My arms, wrapped in the warm of both fire and love.  As I too drift off I think of the one surprise left for you this trip.  I was going to give it to you tonight but...it'll wait.

The end.

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