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Hiya Mistress,

We spoke a little while ago, and I really enjoyed our calls ! I have a quick question for you, would you be interested in talking through with a friend of mine a pansy/sissy domme session ? ie. talking her though it…..

She stumbled across my “suitcase” by accident, opened it up and was quite surprised with what she found. Panties, miniskirts, girl tops, a bra, buttplug, wigs and quite a few pics with me dressed….Now most girls would have run right out the door, but this friend took it all in stride, didn’t faze her at all…She even keeps teasing me about it, threatening that one day she’s going to partially dress me. Wait there’s more….here’s the funny part she said if I ever wanted to have sex with her that I’d have to shave my pubic hair & balls ! So naturally I did !!

Now she has indicated that if it were to happen she’d have to have a minor buzz going ( a couple of glasses of wine ). My fear is that she’ll try but not really know what to do, and as you know it’s really no fun topping from the bottom as it takes alot out of the session. You already know what I like ( FORCED femme and verbal humiliation ) and you do it really well !!! I was hoping that sometime this evening or tomorrow that you might be on, and be able to help her through a session. She’s not my girlfriend but a very nice close friend…I have a good balance so that shouldn’t be an issue.

Please let me know at your convenience.

Steve ( who sometimes likes to be forced to be Stephanie )

PS. Apologies for the length of this email, but I didn’t really know how to explain it any other way.

feel special! this one is for you

Dear pantie wearing, man sucking whore who frequents adult book stores and likes to call me when I am out and about…

I missed hearing your fantastically feminine voice and listening to you shout your confessions to the world.

I still think you should charge so you can spend more money on me!

Man up… and grow a pair of balls

I have had such an interesting day with wimpy milk sopped excuses for people today that I actually said that phrase twice.

of course, if you can not Man up- then throw on those White Strips, gird your loins, shave your legs and find a thong – I know lots of men who would like to use and abuse a pathetic thing like you!

Random Princess News

Little Brother is marrying the white trash, gold digger, at the end of this month – queeezy I tell ya, it makes me queezy. Of course, with all that Gold Digging, the only thing she’s gonna come up with is a booger- I mean my brother.

I will know my surgery date in the next two weeks or so- I will keep ya posted

Memorial Day, when the Phoenix project lands on Mars… I will be at Cal Tech watching it from one of the control rooms there- geeky goodness, come to momma!

PORN- aka JPL softball has started- it’s the most wonderful time of the year…sigh of contentment

I have a pen with a floating duckie in it and t glows red when I use ot- it is apparently Pen Theif Proof at work, from now on, I buy all my office supplies at Boarders

Someone send me a picture of himself pulling a glass catheter out of his pee-hole and explained how it turns his “skin flute” into an actual musical instrument. No dude, NO!

The little old ladies at church have taken to calling me on my cell phone  it is kinda sweet, and I do help out at all the Women’s Groups fundraisers – but it is also kinda creepy, I am too young to be a little old Chirch Lady – visions of Dana Carvey are dancing in my head. – oh, and never mind that I spend my free time talking to you perverts – I wonder if it would blow their blue haired wigs if I overshared…then again, I do wear my Hooker clothes to service sometimes!

Psychotic girl tendencies

I am not haunted and Idon’t hear voices, but I swear my overies come with their own Ovary disfunction- They make us psychotic.

I am now able to come up with evil plans that are totally opposite to my sweet, kind and understanding nature.

I totally get how a normal girl becomes a Psycho-ex girlfriend.
Usually I block out those tendencies- but man are they troubling.
Little thoughts of:

Drive by his house
Call him over and over form new numbers to see if he answers
Text him from another Messenger account so you know if it is YOU that he is avoiding
Contact his family and friends and introduce his sins to them

It is important to know, that I am just too awesome to have the time or willingness to see myself doing any of these creepy things- but all the same: I am slightly horrified that I am waking up with a new evil plot every day!

Fortunately- I have an outlet – lots of men who adore me and want to spend money listening to me demean them. I understand that it is misplaced anger (not a therapist for nada ya know) – but darn if it doesn’t feel cathartic (and profitable).

Stop Whining on the discount line!

1 hour and 32 minutes – I listened to you bitch and moan and WHINE for an hour an a half when I was only getting 60 cents a minute.

You called to complain that you missed your former WHORE girlfriend – and not whore in the good fun way, WHORE as in she did gang bangs for crack – and you did this for an hour and a half. Half way through I raised my rate and hoped the line would disconnect so you could call back and pay me better for listening to you.

Heck, I have never cheated on anyone in my life and even I would have screwed around on you.

Men who insist on whining like girls are terrible. It is one thing if you have secret desires to wear panties of be the girl in sex- but to call me and drown my semi-recuperative morning and mourning with that kinda putzness ?!?! Unforgivable. (Yes, I know Putzness is not a word)

Hey Vanessa

This is for Vanessa
http://www.sugardaddyforme.com/?page=profile&id=0
http://www.cafepress.com/princess12toes
www.keen.com
www.niteflirt.com

Enjoy!

STOP Theif!

I am WHORE-a-FIED

 

I woke up early to move my clothes from the washer to the dryier aand them took a bathe. I sat there thinking about getting out, dried off and padding out to the laundrt room and pulling on my clothes directly from the drier.

 

But NO!

The dryer (drier) door was a-jar and the clothes cold and wet

and….

NO PANTIES!

 

I immediately wondered if any of you Panty Coys tracked me down!

Fortunately for me – I had a datre that night so panties were an optional item… but the cold sweater really pissed me off!

“Whore-a-fying tails”

“oops”

I went out to dinner – at Rudy’s, the picture made me hungry – and was texting my frined Dee.

She was at dinner with her boyfriend in LA (20 miles away) when she got up to go pee…. her butt plug fell out.

I am going to have to take a new appreciation for the dirt on restaurant booths… and Dee…wear panties next time!