<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/qCugVbF.png) <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;">Vajayjay passes the test flawlessly, with élan even. <br/><br/>As to how to sit, I gesture for her to face me.  “The pickpocket event was a travel delight Vajayjay.  But a learning moment for you, confirmation for me.” <br/><br/>I pause to impress upon her that we are next of serious import: “The event exactly as before but with you enhanced would have been a yet better result.” <br/><br/>I look at my phone and see that the report I have been expecting is there.  My employee planted in the former-Jaclyn/now-Vajayjay empire advises that consternation reigns, but so far they have been unable to attain traction to thwart me.<br/><br/>I look up from my phone, “so the next stop we have scheduled an event.  Your enhancement.  A Dr. Tang will be the artiste.  She has a quiet reputation for being the best in natural to progressive alterations.” <br/><br/>With her facing me, I reach into her blouse and fondle her tit.  “Very nice, but I know we’ll both like ‘very D’.” <br/></span>