<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Pvoznfl.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"> Danai</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Dianne Devotee</span></strong></div></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"> <em>Danai:</em> Amanda and I can barely keep from jumping up and down in celebratory victory.  The spoiled bitch is gone and if we’re lucky locked in a dungeon with the key tossed.<br/><br/><em>Danai:</em> Of course, our ‘next’ is going to be dangerous.  But we chose the risk. Now, it’s follow-through.  Just no ‘tells’ when we tell Mistress du Monde the news.<br/><br/><em>Danai:</em> We return to the hotel, enter the Mistress’s room and, surprise, surprise, Amanda hip bumps me so I’m the messenger: “Mistress, Vaj. . . ” <br/><br/></span><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;"><em>Dianne du Monde:</em> “I am angry.  Very!  First, your Vajayjay did not return as I expected.  Second, I learn from on of my spies that she’s been taken by the authorities—the effing FAI.  O’Grady’s his name.” <br/><br/><em>Dianne du Monde:</em> “I am not happy.  How did this happen?” <br/><br/></span><div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/f9a1/cet6epcotie37z46g.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></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"> <em>Amanda:</em> Danai looks pissed at me.  She’s not going to be the sole messenger.  My turn: “We texted her to meet.  I mean Vajayjay.  Just as we got there, it was total shock and awe.  Total!  There was an overwhelming number of skilled agents, but the central figure, yes, was this one person, probably O’Grady.” <br/></span>