<div class="floatleft">(http://i65.tinypic.com/10ok2sy.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="floatright">(http://i67.tinypic.com/10dywea.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Gigi</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> DdM ‘Masseuse’ <br/></strong></div></div></div>She might make a good little criminal.  She still has not answered the FAI question.  I approach her again, and again run my hand along her, choosing to caress her cheek.  I whisper,<em>“Never lie to someone who trusts you.  Never trust someone who lies to you. ”</em><br/><br/>Gigi has entered the room, unobtrusively, quietly.  She will understand what I want when I decide what to do next to my ‘guest’.<br/><br/>“If you can’t be truthful Vajayjay, it is best you leave.  It would be unwise of me not to be informed on matters that impact me.  I have been informed by others of what I’ve asked of you.”<br/><br/>I walk away from her, turn and smile.  The smile is slight, sardonic.  My Vajayjay almost stands in a spotlight, the focus completely on her.  I look at Vajayjay, then to Gigi, then back to Vajayjay,   “Indeed, I have also been told by this person that the video I have of ‘the Great Escape’ disproves any FAI theory.”<br/>