<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/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i65.tinypic.com/30xhdmr.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"> </span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Amanda</span></strong> <br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Dianne Devotee</span></strong> </div></div><br/><div class="floatright"> (http://i65.tinypic.com/m99b7k.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"> Danai</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Dianne Devotee</span></strong></div></div></div><em>Dianne du Monde:</em>I look sternly at Amanda.<br/><br/><em>Amanda:</em>Uh-oh.  Vajayjay is still my responsibility.  I’m her counselor, orienteer.  When one can answer ‘yes’, one answers ‘yes’.  Only.<br/><br/><em>Danai:</em>Oh shit!  Poor Amanda!  And it’s Vajayjay’s fault!  “Vajayjay cased the store.  She knows how to make a heist.”  Amanda looks at me.  We both know that if Vajayjay gets the next wrong, it’s no shared bed for us for a week.  Amanda hates being in a cage.<br/><br/><em>Dianne du Monde:</em>“Did you case the joint Vajayjay?  Do you know how to steal more from there?”<br/><br/><em>Amanda:</em>I stare hard at Vajayjay, piercing to her inner core:<em>Yes</em>—no jabber.<em>Just say yes!</em>