We live about 150 miles apart. We see each other about once a month. Sometimes, working life means we get to see each other more often; sometimes we manage too meet up two or 3 times in one week. But generally speaking, we will meet up once a month. However many times we meet we talk to each other every day, probably more than most couples who live together do.
Distance is an issue, but it isn’t an obstruction. We don’t allow it to be. We work around it. Admittedly the modern age has helped no end; our relationship wouldn’t be the same if it wasn’t for mobile phones and the internet, yahoo chat is our regular form of evening contact.
It doesn’t feel like we are miles away, it feels like we are talking face to face, I know when he is happy, when he is sad, when he is tired, or distracted. He knows the same about me. We have ways of telling things about each other that people who share a house tend to miss. I think, because of the distance between us, we put more effort into noticing these things about each other.
Talking on yahoo, texting, telephone calls are a part of my everyday life. If Bear says something during one of those communications, it’s the same as him saying it directly to me. I treat it with the same regard.
We know how each other is feeling by the tone of responses, the sound of voices. I know when he is teasing me; I know when he is serious. I know when he is pretending to be serious. The only time I am not sure, is when he starts of teasing then changes to serious. But I can’t work that out when I am in his arms either!
We don’t share a house, but we share our lives. We are a true partnership. Within that partnership, we have many facets. One of those facets is control. Bear controls certain aspects of my life. The distance between us doesn’t affect his ability to control me or my feeling of being controlled.
I have heard many people say that distance control doesn’t work. Perhaps that is because the partnership doesn’t work. When Bear instructs me to do something; there is no doubt between us, that it will be done.
He is as sure that I follow his direction over the phone, as he is in emails, and on yahoo. He is as sure of those things as he is when he can see me. He knows that if I am unable to follow a pre-given instruction, I will have a good reason for doing so. Usually it’s something simple, an unexpected time of forced abstinence, or an unexpected family visitor, a work call that needed my immediate attention. These are all acceptable reasons for failing to do as requested. If I have a reason, I am usually excused, although I know Bear reserves the right to insist I make good the request at the next opportunity, or chose to disregard the requirement until another more suitable time.
Distance control is to me, as easy to achieve as live together control. If you respect the person who controls you, then you will do the things he asks, it wont matter if you are 1 mile apart or a thousand miles apart. If the relationship is right, if the partnership is right, you will be compelled to do what was requested.
Distance is an issue, but it isn’t an obstruction. We don’t allow it to be. We work around it. Admittedly the modern age has helped no end; our relationship wouldn’t be the same if it wasn’t for mobile phones and the internet, yahoo chat is our regular form of evening contact.
It doesn’t feel like we are miles away, it feels like we are talking face to face, I know when he is happy, when he is sad, when he is tired, or distracted. He knows the same about me. We have ways of telling things about each other that people who share a house tend to miss. I think, because of the distance between us, we put more effort into noticing these things about each other.
Talking on yahoo, texting, telephone calls are a part of my everyday life. If Bear says something during one of those communications, it’s the same as him saying it directly to me. I treat it with the same regard.
We know how each other is feeling by the tone of responses, the sound of voices. I know when he is teasing me; I know when he is serious. I know when he is pretending to be serious. The only time I am not sure, is when he starts of teasing then changes to serious. But I can’t work that out when I am in his arms either!
We don’t share a house, but we share our lives. We are a true partnership. Within that partnership, we have many facets. One of those facets is control. Bear controls certain aspects of my life. The distance between us doesn’t affect his ability to control me or my feeling of being controlled.
I have heard many people say that distance control doesn’t work. Perhaps that is because the partnership doesn’t work. When Bear instructs me to do something; there is no doubt between us, that it will be done.
He is as sure that I follow his direction over the phone, as he is in emails, and on yahoo. He is as sure of those things as he is when he can see me. He knows that if I am unable to follow a pre-given instruction, I will have a good reason for doing so. Usually it’s something simple, an unexpected time of forced abstinence, or an unexpected family visitor, a work call that needed my immediate attention. These are all acceptable reasons for failing to do as requested. If I have a reason, I am usually excused, although I know Bear reserves the right to insist I make good the request at the next opportunity, or chose to disregard the requirement until another more suitable time.
Distance control is to me, as easy to achieve as live together control. If you respect the person who controls you, then you will do the things he asks, it wont matter if you are 1 mile apart or a thousand miles apart. If the relationship is right, if the partnership is right, you will be compelled to do what was requested.
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