A day of errands run; lunch eaten while a local professional women's club stares daggers at you because they remember when you called them horrible people for considering their workers chattel;
Sandman books read under a bright, warm sun; discussions had with a friend on the finer points of bondage, dominance, and being treated like a pet; burgeoning lust and need beaten back with a...
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mushroom cloud....life.....yeah.....