<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><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">So it’s ‘Nicky’—his soon to be former designation.  I look over my shoulder to watch the other one wander away.  Amanda and Danai don’t follow or pursue—that is as I would want.  <br/><br/>I now turn my attention to my escort.  A car awaits us, for us to get in.  “I so love to be humored.”  I pause to make sure attention is being paid: “We shall call you Adam—after the original one, now your namesake, Adam, the one who gave into Eve’s tempting ideas.  We just know he had a wonderful, eventful life with making just that one fateful, luscious choice.” <br/><br/>“So you can be my Adam. . . . Or even affectionately, sometimes Addie.” . . . I look at him with a raised eyebrow, “Yes?  Of course?” <br/>  <br/>Thinking of his inevitable response, I sexily whisper, <em>“Delightful.”</em> <br/></span>