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So. It was really quiet yesterday. My phone hours where nearly up and my phone had only rung about twice. Now, some mornings that happens. Not very often, but occasionally. I’ve been really busy, so I was OK with it and took advantage to stretch out and do some yoga.

As I’m stretching I’m realizing that neither slave x, nor slave z called. Neither had an appointment that day, but were suposed to call about random slave/Mistress things. I could sorta see maybe slave x getting pulled away at work and not being able to call, but slave z ALWAYS calls when he is suposed to.

About this time the blue light on my phone starts flashing indicating that I have a msg.

Hmmm…. perhaps…. maybe… I was so into my yoga I missed a call? I seriously doupt it. So into eating a cookie I missed a call maybe…

Voicemail: You have … 7… new messages.

Umm…. ok. That is bad. As soon as I hang up, my phone rings.

OK. Maybe it is working.

“###lo. Mi###ess ####sha? Th## is ###sy #####k.”

No. Apparently not. So hence…. meet my new, fabulous PINK phone!

Should be here Monday. Email may be the best form of communication until then.