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| 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. |
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| And for you. |
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| Mmm... sissy maid play. Sheer erotic indulgence, every day from 6am right through to bedtime. Hope there's gruel. |
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| 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... |
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| Simplify, said Thoreau, and despite being a man, he wasn't entirely wrong. |