OK: that’s not strictly accurate: obviously I am a doormat. But I’m not just a doormat, you know? I am also a foot-rest, a cup-holder, a draft excluder, a bookshelf end and a rather amusing vase for flowers. Although no more than three of those things simultaneously.
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| It’s odd how sometimes the most sadistic individuals so often realise later that they weren’t cruel enough. My SO has this problem all the time: you’d think she’d learn and stop being so lenient. |
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| So… does that mean next week it’s my turn again? No? Oh. |
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| There seems to be quite a lot of shared understanding in that room. Obviously some great teaching techniques being applied. |
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| Lion? Lover-boy? Lady-killer? Liposome? Leprechuan? |
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| Perhaps they could somehow transplant the ones from the real rapist? After a fair trial and conviction, obviously. Oh – he already lost them in the police station? That’s unlucky. Funny how often that happens… you’d think the police would take more care. |
Oh, these clever women! They made their time machine for submissive men! 🙂
Why not Long term or alliteration and L for Long term Lingum Lockup. Love the castration one. Femsup
Very smart one with the time travel. Equally smart Gestapo uniform. Femsup
Many people think that time travel is impossible; it raises too many contradictions and logical absurdities. But in a world in which men are still permitted to vote, how can anything be considered truly beyond the bounds of reasonable possibility?
Lots of love for the little laudatory line, Lemsup.
L
Obviously, she's not responsible for the smartness of the uniform; cleaning and ironing is boys' work. But she takes pride in the authenticity of her appearance… and her methods.