LadyEllen
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Joined: 6/30/2006 From: Stourport-England Status: offline
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My friend has a new slave. I was invited for afternoon tea, to be served by this new slave, on Thursday afternoon; yes, I should have been working, but hey, I'm the boss. Anyway, I drove over and I went into her house and sat myself down. I changed my shoes to look the part (my friend having gone the whole hog after telling me she wasnt going to) - into my sky high stiletto boots; I'm nearly 40, so I have an excuse not to be wandering around too long in them (and driving in them scuffs the heels too). As I put them on, I thought "wow, I havent had these on since November I bet" and "they could do with a clean"...... So, my friend brings in her new slave. My boots no longer need cleaning. If I'd known, I'd have brought another few pairs with me. E
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In a test against the leading brand, 9 out of 10 participants couldnt tell the difference. Dumbasses.
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