A gentle lady stands behind a veil of her own contrition.





A protection from the outside world
covers all except her most vulnerable part:
 
her face.





Keep well. Gx








The facade of a wall of virginal, 

white lace spreads like mold; 

waxing its floral nap from end to end. 
Why choose a disguise with as many holes as this one?

We can see right through these stringy flowers. 

We know you’re behind there. 


And we know who lurks in the shadow you cast.
Why do you think you can hide your beast?

Tits out and well-horned. 

The beast awaits under red light. 

Waiting for the prey to be delivered. 

A beast will feast on approval and enjoy the crass slake of validation.



Kisses. Gx


















I’ve never been that simple, I think.
What is simple when you get everything you’ve ever wanted.














I wanted to be the most popular girl in the world.























You know, these riches gravitate toward each other. Looking down into each other’s cleavage, each jingle, each coin more clangoring than the next.







I really hope he likes me.

My favorite color is blue, too.








Miss you, Gx







He asks me to come by his brand new place. Wow. Can you believe it? I am, and he is, beautiful, rich, charming.




Will you like me more if you saw yourself in me?




If I re-fashioned myself in clay, 
will you promise to never leave my side?

I’m not indebted to you. 
You’re indebted to me.

I’ll cut my hair. 
A working woman. 

It’s working.

I can be you.





I love you, but hurry up and die.

Love you. Gx
























Do you know how many things I’ve coordinated? 

This is a piece of cake! Muah!




















The things people do. I can’t believe it. Well, I can and for spare change.

Just 10 minutes of looking away and all the things that go with it.

Babe: if this works, please leave me a little note to make sure everything was up to snuff. 

But please leave another note about how the food was atrocious.


Because I bet it was. I’m sorry.




















I’m sorry fresh-caught beltfish from Rico’s Grill wasn’t your last meal. 

Extra char. 


I remember you mentioning that 15 years ago. 


Yes, I remember.


















I hope it’ll go every way we planned it.

Oh boy, this might even be some fun.





Are you protecting me or am I protecting you?






Who am I again?



Nobody’s favourite person.







I’ll think of you when I’m on the run. 

I can re-read some of my favorite spy novels. You know I love a good cloak-and-empire. 

I always found it so fascinating that people thought Daddy belonged to the order.
Yes, he enabled the sacred machinery, but whom in the likes of his position didn’t?

Didn’t you give Temple Beth that gorgeous Tim Waller painting? 

I wonder where they hung it.














You’ll be hanging by now. 






Have a great time Gx

















It’s funny that all of those massages ended up with a good choking... (or chuckling!) LOL

Girls have really strong hands.

You’re welcome, babe!


Love you. Gx















The sheets will be delivered pre-scored. I’m promised they’ll tear quite easily.

One step ahead of everyone, again, right?












I’d let you do anything.








We’ve lived very fulfilling lives, wouldn’t you say? 







Actually, I’m not very impressed with retirement. You were right. You’re not missing out on much, not including that grilled beltfish. Glorious meal.














































Do you think they’ll find me? I rather hope not.





















What did I do wrong anyway?


















Keep well. Gx