"Little Things (of which there are)"

...I regret not giving a redo...

Instead, it should've gone just about the same way, but, with minor revisions, to ensure that it was taken advantage of in the best of ways.

The place, time and most of the clothes were right on time. A missed connection to be added, but in retrospect, a near flawless evening.

I'd rewrite it with the combination of the day we went adventure shopping, except, I'd been more forthcoming...less embarrassed due to prior catastrophes.

...thinking about it now and several times before now, I should've asserted my will and made it a lot more intimate, yet didn't because I feared what would be thought of me...maybe I overthought the severity of wanting to be involved, adding my two cents, sitting you down and shushing you with reassurance of your absolutely gorgeousness, all the while getting to see you into your 'costume', if you will, just so I could have the satisfaction of later stripping you of each...and...every...piece.

...I replay it like some sick, sad loser...

...I have such a vanilla sense of visuals, wants and preferences...sure, some minor restraints, slightly above average language & 'there's something about a submissive, seductively dressed woman who doesn't mind having some harsh shit whispered her way...

...like I said, I regret not giving a redo...