<div class="floatleft">(http://i65.tinypic.com/28r01mh.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/><div class="floatleft">(http://i67.tinypic.com/2whqooj.jpg)</div><br/>We enter my bedroom.  I undress, turn to Vajayjay.  “I expect no interruption.  I expect you to do what it takes to relax and enjoy.”  I look at her sympathetically, “I am not pleased to hear that you denied yourself satisfaction.”  I point to the floor: “Here.  That is where you rest.  If I wish anything, you will know.  Be attentive.  That’s what you want is it not?  To attend to my desires?”<br/><br/><div align="center">_____________</div><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i63.tinypic.com/2ngbqs6.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"> </span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Amanda</span></strong></div></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i64.tinypic.com/2n7ehhi.jpg)</div><br/>The night comes to an end.  The bitch did not trip me up.  Was she trying? I crawl into bed, get under the covers.  Where’s Danai?  Is she?  She’ll come soon I know.<br/>