Last night Miss Emily sent me to my room right after I had served her dinner. Usually she allows me to sit at her feet for a time but sometimes she just wants to be alone. I admit it hurts to be sent to my room like a child. But I don't have much choice.
Miss Emily says sissies are like children and she treats me like one. Such is my life now.
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I'm sure you took it better than I would have. Heck, I wasn't even sent to our room and I was pouting.
ReplyDeleteIf I pout I get punished. Sometimes I can't help it.
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