<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/18ab/j1qcdcibdv9em5l6g.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"> </span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Amanda</span></strong> <br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Dianne Devotee</span></strong> </div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">I walk to the door and open it.  Yes!  And another delectable yes!<br/><br/>“Hello Vajayjay!”  I smile seductively at the companion.  “Two for tea it is I see.  I’ve been instructed by Mistress du Monde on . . . (smile) all.” <br/><br/>I won the coin flip with Danai so I get to be the greeter and, as necessary the assistant, but there is this part where I have to say exactly as mistress has instructed: “Mistress has instructed. . . .”  (I pause as I’ve been told to do)  “. . . you may decide on what tea, but everything else is up to Mistress as I’m sure each of you understand.  Simple house rules.  Just like before Vajayjay.” <br/>  <br/></span><div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/8d28/7r9f7z676ptr3ee6g.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Dianne du Monde</span> </strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></span><div align="center">_____<br/><strong>Dominatrix of the World<br/>Queen of Diamonds</strong></div></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">I hear voices, Amanda greeting my adorer and soon-to-be adorer.  <br/><br/>Seeing Jaclyn in the security screen, I see the little charmer has taken on my hair color.  <br/><br/>She must be in true communication with her inner desire—what to do to please me more?—and she <strong>must</strong> know that a new adorer would be most pleasing.<br/><br/>I calmly wait for the two to enter.  I hear Amanda’s heels clicking on the marble floor.  They enter.  I look away, waiting for them to address me.  <br/></span>