She begs me to humiliate her. She loves it when I make her feel cheap. She keeps reminding me that I own her. And she means every word of it. This is divine luck for me. I own her and I can share her. But only the worthy shall make it ;)
My shower window temporarily has no glass in it which sucks, but also means I get to open the blinds and hope that I made someone’s morning in the apartment building across from mine (f)
