It seemed as if I had simply closed my eyes and a week had passed. I can't believe I'm going to have to go back to work. Travis hasn't had intimate intercourse with me in over a month. I've been intelligent enough to understand him for the last several weeks since I'm aware that he traveled overseas to rebuild their company; but, now that he's home, even if just look at me, he is unable to do so. When I was new, my body would be pleased with little more than a dildo; but, now that Travis is aware of my existence in his world, I believe it is necessary...