No sooner had I stepped through the door, I was back in the dungeon. Most happily so with a long time regular of mine, for lots of anal play with various sized plugs and dildos. That was the best coming home surprise. Unfortunately I had to decline another booking with a favourite regular due to timing, I suspect however we shall be catching up soon 
Then it was back on the bike for the trip home. I suspect I got more than my share of looks riding the motorbike with crutches strapped to my bag on the back 
Had to get them home somehow. I know just about every motorcyclist understandably did a double take – made me chuckle.
Now that its all over, you can see what I did to my heel. Nasty. Its well on its way to mending, I am entirely independently mobile (YaY !!!!) and have transport. The only sessions I cant do are (obviously) foot fetish ones. Not while its on the mend, and not unless afterwards you are also into scarification
Time to put my feet up and relax. Its good to be home.
