Monday, June 23, 2008


Saturday was nice, and she was very good looking. Her problem was that
she liked to get a little too showy. She wanted a big reaction out of
every little thing that she did. At first, I complied just to make her
happy. Slowly she had to have more and more recognition for even the
smallest thing. Then, she started demanding praise for small things
that most would see as common curtsey.
The final straw came when she kept stealing my toilet paper, just so
there would be some praise when she came to rescue me with a fresh


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