i am a bad little girl who can not control herself. (especially when it is my Master who is touching me)
posted by Anastasia at
3:52 PM
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2 Comments:
Good job. That's pretty darned close. I don't remember saying "especially", although I may have. The intent was to convey an inability to control yourself with Me, not just an inability to control yourself (which, in fact, had better not actually be the case).
BTW, I thought I was the one with the memory problem. There's been an awful lot you've had trouble remembering lately, and only some of it can be attributed to alcohol. Hmmm. Better be careful. Loss of memory is not an acceptable excuse for not telling Me something or for anything else I can think of.
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Frederick, at 5:57 PM
p.s. I like that you referred to Me as your Master. I didn't tell you to do that, you sweet girl. Thank you.
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Frederick, at 5:58 PM
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