<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/60cc/q7ondxh0j72vpw66g.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 her and I see her partly out of the corner of my eye.  Vajayjay.<br/> </span><div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/f9e8/ndzf17q0z9cjdij6g.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">“There’s a scrub brush.  My back—gentle, but firm.”  (Smile to myself).  Is that not what many ask?<br/><br/>I luxuriate a bit, not speaking.  <br/><br/>Then, “‘Much longer’?  What does that even mean?  I have reason to believe that you may only be safe here.  Did you know that Rapido was wearing a wire?”  <em>But Danai was to have checked that!</em>  Yes, that’s what you told her, but I did not.  <br/></span>