<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;">Within a short moment, Vajayjay leans into my hand as she should.  <br/><br/>We don’t have time for hormones, not for my plans.  And my plans call for Ds.  But, am I not known for spoiling my pets?  (I truly am not interested in an answer to that; it simply is so).<br/><br/>“A D, 4 inches from chest to breast measurement.  Your frame can handle it.  But if you wish, C+.  Perhaps we can ask the provider if there are other modern ways to achieve your goal.” <br/><br/>I look at Vajayjay to let her know that life is so much easier when nods and agreement are offered by pets.<br/></span>