So, I need to find another outlet for my athleticism.
Which reminds me...
The first time Poppy came to me and admitted she'd been used by someone else, I was surprised. I had thought that perhaps she'd felt I wasn't giving her enough attention, and indulged in a bit of rebellion in order to require being disciplined.
Poppy does like being disciplined.
But this has become a frequent occurrence lately, so I'm starting to think it may be more than just a bid for attention.
And last night --or should I say this morning-- she came back to our rooms smeared with chocolate. Chocolate!
I am allergic to chocolate.
When I asked her about it, between the paddling and the crop, she said it was for Lucius Malfoy's birthday party.
Well! We shall see about that!