lally2
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ORIGINAL: windchymes lally, lefse is a Norwegian delicacy, sort of a flour tortilla-like thing made from a dough whose main ingredient is mashed potatoes. No matter what you do to the recipe, or which recipe you use, it will give you grief, lol. I declared it evil back over the holidays. But we still laugh about it. so its a sort of massochistic ritual to get covered in flour, end up with gloop and no supper - my kinda cookin' Like you, I have never felt genuine fear because of him. I think it's because I just read people well and know absolutely that he would not harm me. But yes, I have had some very minor trepidations a couple times, not knowing what something was actually going to feel like, or if he slipped I could get burned, or what he actually had planned for me. But not a lick of fear, no, because I just KNOW he would not harm me. When he comes at me cackling and trying to shake me up a little bit, it just makes me giggle. He hates that, lol. i wonder if its a bit along the lines of what LadynTrainer is talking about. one of her slaves shows no fear and the other one does and something rises up in her. so cause - effect - desired outcome. since we feel no fear - we probably find ourselves types who arent interested in instilling fear anyway - which is why we've never come across it maybe. i think the power of the imagination is extremely strong and i guess we could all imagine ourselves into a terrified state - im dwelling on something at the moment, but im really enjoying it - but deep down i know that the minute i hear his voice i just wont be frightened anymore. so maybe its the anticipation of what might happen that gets our juices in a knot
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So all I have to do in order to serve him, is to work out exactly how improbable he is, feed that figure into the finite improbability generator, give him a fresh cup of really hot tea ... and turn him on!
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