<div align="center"> (http://i67.tinypic.com/52i0hz.jpg)<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">EARLY MORN – ZURICH</span></strong><br/><br/>_______________</div><br/><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/>No alarm necessary.  No maid needed (although some clients would so love to do that).  I wake, stretch and see Vajayjay sleeping.  I have no idea what may have gone on in the night, but I slept and that’s what I expected.<br/><br/>I don’t bother with a robe.  Naked works.  I take the few steps to her, nudge her with my foot to wake her.  My foot is there by her face.  If my toes were fingers, they’d be twiddling.<br/><br/>Let’s see if a night’s sleep at the Mistress’s bedside has settled some of her thoughts, even what she might do with twiddling toes.<br/>