Jojoes the indoor market. ☕🍍🍎🍓🍇 👗👠👛💄💋👗👚👖.

Morning or Afternoon wherever you are reading this episode of my blog. 

Strange to wake up feeling knackered and adored from the nutter of a man called Gary. 

Indeed I did travel, I got taken to see my dad and sister. I don't get to see my dad very much and most of the time he is either not at home or he is out with my stepmum shopping especially since my dear dad can finally drive, never thought much about driving when he was here on the earth plane. 

But to my amazement he actually passed his driving test and drives around in his little blue 🚙 car, Morris Minor 1950s style. 

We met up with my dad and Sister in town well on the high street where all the shops are. 

If you read a previous episode there was one where Gary took me to Keddies department store and bought me perfume. 

The store is still there but much different than the one I remember as a child. 

This side it no longer exists. 

Dad and Sarah were standing outside Keddies waiting for us as we were having lunch together and dad was paying for us as a treat. 

We walked around the corner to the Cafe ☕ inside the department store and sat down. 

Dad asked us what we wanted to eat. 

I honestly do not know what I asked for or what anyone else ordered I was too wrapped up in a bubble 💭💕 of love from people who I miss desperately. 

I think the reason why I was taken to see my father was it's his earthly birthday tomorrow 27th March. He would of been 90.

I suppose it was a surprise for my dad to see me and Gary. 

After stopping for something to eat at the Keddies department store cafe we left and walked down the high street. 

We walked down past shops I did not recognise apart from Keddies and few other shops. 

Gary stopped outside this weird dark inside market called Jojoes it had a huge florescence pink sign outside. All of us stepped inside it was very dark and poorly lit, looked more like a nightclub than an indoor market. You could see little shops selling everything from clothes (hippy style), underwear of all kinds, perfumes and cheap makeup, you know the stuff that most girls or boys buy and find it's rubbish. 

Food fresh fruit and vegetables 🍍🍎🍓🍇. 

There was a small cafe which was packed like sardines full of people. And a bar selling beers and spirits. 

The smell was heavily over powered by incense sticks, beer and fried food. 

The place was crowded loads of people, shouting, talking, different music playing. We wondered around Gary holding my left hand tight tattoos of the same design pulsing like our hearts beating as one, so not to lose me,

Over the noise I heard my dad saying that he and Sarah were going outside for a bit of fresh air. 

"Blooming Joss sticks always made me choke" remember when you burnt them in your room casting spells as a teenager. 

I watched them disappear back to the front of the markets front. 

Now I didn't know what my husband was planning but he guided me to the back of the indoor market. I had a pretty good idea what his intentions were. He guided me to the public mixed toilets and shut the toilet door. 

Looking to see if anyone else was in the toilets with us, he pushed us into a cubicle and locked the door. 

The urgency in his eyes to relieve himself sexually was intense. 🍆😈😉. 

He told me to sit on him so I did. Quietly, no noises we just kissed, he relieved himself. 

The way he touches me when we are together is so unbelievably intense the love for each other is mind blowing. 😏

It was a visit not to be forgotten and now I know why to wish my dad a happy early birthday. It was worth it to spend time with my father and sister. 

But most of all to enjoy the intense, beautiful real relationship with Gary. 

Since our relationship has reached the next level, he has amped up the sensations of each visit. 

Remember not all visits I do remember vividly some of them I do which is all part of the ability to astral travel. 

Oh, how I wish I could take photos of these moments but I'm only human and my brain doesn't do that. 

I know I am not permitted to take photos, but one day for sure I might try. 

Each visit that I remember is a treasured moment of my double life.