Is half the site dead?

Oh fine, NOW it pops in.
I usually get my stats at 11:00 PM anyhow, just to finish the day out.
 
a poem, with apologies to Samuel Taylor Coleridge

In Loving Wives did Emily
a winsome lover's tryst compose
wherein two girls' assorted lusts
(like raindrops on the desert dust)
flowed forth in gentle prose.

But twice five miles were girded round
by incel hordes who'd swiftly found
our heroine's most brazen words
and dashed them all with vitriol
and spoiled the air with rancid turds
that spewed from mouths o'er all...
fuck it I actually can't, Kublai Khan has defeated my mid-afternoon abilities.
 
I can’t take whips. Or won’t rather. Not proper whips anyway.

Too much skill required by the person wielding it and too much danger of injuries greater than intended.

I stick to whip-like things, like dragon tails. Or floggers. Or crops. Or paddles. Or straps. Or canes… I guess you get the idea.

Em
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Have you been violating IT policy again?
 
Sorry - am I to be confined to barracks, or maybe restrained in barracks?

Em
We're still in negotiations. Una punched Vivien and broke her jaw and Tara's administering what is supposedly first aid but she's doing it to Una rather than Vivien... to be honest, babe, it's a shambles - can we get back to you once I've instilled some order in the ranks? I may... er... be a while...
 
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