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I grin, cheekily, knowing that I got my way. As the master, I always do. He crawls to me. Lovely big eyes, shining, watching as he slowly inches across the cool tile floor. I gently, tauntingly…
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Summertime
Generally I don’t enjoy the sticky, sweaty feeling that comes with a hot summer day. The one place I welcome the heat is at the beach, where I groom myself bare, slip into my revealing…