The Ultimate Torment

The Ultimate Torment

I had forgotten all about that letter. That horrible, accusing letter announcing with smug, condescending tones the fated demise they had planned for me. Did I run? Call the cops? At least dead bolt my door? No, I laughed.

 

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rosemary anne

I’m one of your loving, grateful sissies…..You have given me the gift of knowing I’m not alone.

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