<div class="floatleft">(http://i65.tinypic.com/28r01mh.jpg) <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;">If I needed to awaken at a certain time, I would have Vajayjay tend to that need, but I don’t and wake as I always do at the perfect time.  I roll in my bed to see Vajayjay curled, sleeping.  <br/><br/>She should be accustomed to the routine.  From bed, I stand.  My feet awaiting her attention, I speak “I see a delightful robbery tonight.  How wonderful.  The day begins . . . ” <br/></span>