Or so, my four year old would argue. I got a package from my lovely silver P.I.M.P today and the stamp on it caused quite the reaction. Ooohs and aaahs and coos and caws as it was first believed by my youngest princesses to be a cute little puppy. I said, no, that's a bear. No it's not, it's a dog! Bear. Dog! Bear. Dog! Which went on for a bit and was cute in itself.

Yes, I felt like the best bottom bitch ever being pimped by the queen of the castle today. What's more, is she knows two things about me. One, I am a totally geeked out Star Wars fan to the hilt. She also knows that I have a bit of a dark side in some twisted humor and sordid past. So this bracelet - which was worn for a full two hours before Freya wanted it and tore it from my wrist - was a badass gift. Most Midi-Chlorians ever! Anakin. I managed to salvage most of the beads and now have them in a little bag.

She sent a few other things I may include in a later post, but this has got my porn addiction satisfied for now. Every time I reached in and grabbed another piece, I swear, spittle was uncontrollably leaking out the corner of my lust-filled mouth. Love that you spoil my appetite for the sexy luster only the shiny can cure. Thank you a thousand times again sweets. Stay tuned for the future post which will have all of you drooling too and in the mean time - REMEMBER TO BE YOU! I always am, even during stackitus orgasms.