

Honey Cup Takes Hold...Part 4 Making her way a little unsteadily to the door at the back of the room, Oona felt aHoney Cup Takes Hold...
surge of excitement run through her, a thrill of power. She felt horny, she felt slutty,
and she wanted more....much more.
Entering a cosy, opulent dressing room, she saw a floor to ceiling gilded mirror
opposite an imposing carved wardrobe. Shelves running along one wall were filled
with hats, shoes, boots and wigs, boxes containing jewellery and trinkets. Like every
little girls dream for a dressing up game. Swinging open the wide wardrobe door, she
 
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i'm not suicidal . . . . i'm just bored
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An honest yes to the following question will make my BORING life a little more worthwhile:
Have I made a (positive) difference in your life?
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Have a great life (a day is too short).
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An honest yes to the following question will make my BORING life a little more worthwhile:
Have I made a (positive) difference in your life?
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Have a great life (a day is too short).
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An honest yes to the following question will make my BORING life a little more worthwhile:
Have I made a (positive) difference in your life?
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Have a great life (a day is too short).
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Nobody told me!
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