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The turning point came. submissive had gone through one of the worst weekends of her life, getting no support from her then husband, and not able to contact the one person she knew she could depend on.

Weekend

What a weekend emotions fly
From high to low, but not to show
One thing happens and then another
Which way to turn I do not know
What a weekend do not repeat
The pain so hard in many ways
Low then another blow arrives
So much sadness in so few days
What a weekend and you away
Your hand to hold to make things right
Feeling low not able to cope
Till in your arms, holding me tight


A few weeks after this weekend, they managed to get away and spend two very precious days together. This was the final turning point. On their way back to their separate lives, they stopped off at a beauty spot called "Birdlip Hill". It was here in each others arms that they made the final decision. They could not go on living a lie. How and when was the only decision left to be made. It was not just their spouses they needed to think about, both had children. They knew so many would be hurt by their actions. It was decided to wait until after the Christmas period. The longest and hardest time for them both.

The poem "Birdlip Hill" tells of this decision making day.

Birdlip Hill

The day was ending on Birdlip hill,
The night air cold, as darkness came.
But all i felt was emptiness, as into my lovers eyes i gazed.

i cried my tears, on Birdlip hill,
my heart floated on a cloud, the emptiness that engulfed me,
should i walk away say goodbye?

my love was strong, on Birdlip hill,
my true feelings for you so clear. You are my future all i want.
To be with you is all i need.

You held me close, on Birdlip hill,
You gave your pledge of love to me.
Hurting all that are close to us, to make our love, our life complete.

You said a prayer, on Birdlip hill,
It was taken on the breeze.
i ask whoever caught that prayer, Please help us complete our journey of love

Birdlip Hill now brings back all the emotions and memories of the hurt that Master and submissives love caused. Its hard to think that such a beautiful place can bring out such strong sad emotions years after the decision was made.

The period of time waiting was almost unbearable. Trying to find somewhere for them to live at the same time trying to keep "normality" for the sake of their children put a terrible strain on both of them. The only thing that kept them going was their love for each other. They had to be together.

The next two poems reflect this time of waiting.

One

One step closer one step further away
Wanting to be with you
But fearing the hurt I will leave

One day closer one day nearer you
Needing to be with you
But hurting those I will leave

One hour closer one hour racing past
Longing to be with you
But leaving others with my pain

One day one step one hour closer to you
Loving you is easy
But hurting others for you is hard

Forward

Will tomorrow come?
Will my life begin?
Will the pain subside?
Will my longing end?

Can i wait till then?
Can i do what's right?
Can i see the way?
Can i take the step?

Must i see this through?
Must i go through this?
Must i stand-alone?
Must i face my plight?

i will face tomorrow
i can take that step
i must face my plight
i will i can i must go on

The day came and the leaving was horrendous, the pain and hurt they left behind was worse than they could ever have imagined. The happiness of being together was engulfed with guilt, of sorrow at what they were putting others through. Only the strongest of love could have survived what Master and submissive went throught in the next months.

The final part of "Our Story" is just the begining of the life we now live "Together". This next section rounds up the journey to date
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