Seeing her esteemed eminence had decided to approach her directly, the maid quickly curtsied, blushing, then proceeded to get down on all fours like a dog...
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So I have this debate with my friend Lily sometimes. Lily is firmly on camp thong, whereas I believe that thongs were invented by the devil to give us night terrors.
I firmly place my trust in comfort. Cotton is soft, breathable, and doesn't cause me to wake up with a wedgie.
When you wear that outfit you find yourself blushing and your heart racing. It feels so right, you want to act so naughty and get all the attention you never did at High School. That is your true self calling, you're a sissy and you love it.