Friday, September 22, 2017

Impertinence

 

Well, that doesn't seem very fair.  I mean, does Andrew have to ask my permission when he comes in and puts his big muddy boots up on my nice clean chairs?  I think not.



And for you.



Mmm... sissy maid play. Sheer erotic indulgence, every day from 6am right through to bedtime. Hope there's gruel.




Actually he has a surprise for her.  You know those shoes she threw out into the dumpster and thought she'd never see again?  Well...



Simplify, said Thoreau, and despite being a man, he wasn't entirely wrong.

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