My Secret Task

Master likes to keep me on my toes.  How he has time to think up the things he does, especially with all his day-to-day responsibilities, is beyond me.

Even though we're married and my name is on the deed of the house, I still think of the playroom as his. I don't like to go in there without him by my side, unless, of course, I'm cleaning up or something. Likewise, he's always the one to buy things to stock the playroom with.

Yesterday, we were having dinner (since it was a Monday night, I didn't have my collar on) and talking about our jobs and how the week was going, when he oh-so-smoothly told me he'd like for me to buy a toy for the playroom.

I asked him if he was serious and he said he was. According to him, this will be a way for me to think about things I'd like to do and experience. 

Interesting.

I have NO IDEA what to buy.  Guess I need to go shopping!