Life and Love in La Ville
From anguish & torment come dreams of a better chance. Meet Lorelai, a personality fractured; my inner child and her Domme. We write of train explosions in India, BDSM sex clubs in Romania, hapless home life in Montreal. My soul is fractured and my heart, wounded, but the stories never end. Come enjoy our stories. Come learn from our mistakes.
Life and Love in La Ville
(97) On Therapy, Frozen Credit Cards and Loving Oneself
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Life and Love in La Ville
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Season 5
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Episode 8
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“I’m so tired of it,” I wailed on the phone to Mommy. “I don’t WANT to be in charge anymore! I want a 9–5 job where somebody ELSE tells me what to do!”
Mommy laughed and said, “I kind of doubt you really want that, kitten.”
“I DO!” I argued emphatically. “I want a 9–5 job where somebody else tells me what to do. THAT way, instead of getting annoyed at having to be in charge, I can be mad at them for how much they SUCK at being in charge!”
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