Mistress Evilyne and I were having a nice discussion talking about the difference between British and American men. Well it seems there's just no happy medium- Brits are simpering pansies, & the Yanks are wanks with inflated egos. Just then some fool comes to try to interrupt us, as if he was on t he same level. No we're enjoying eachother's company we don't need a good-for-nothing clueless dolt to drag down our conversation. Miss Evilyne is quick to put him in her place, with her calm, collected, yet stern voice. Oh boy, does this idiot have some punishment instore for him. We both chastise h... Show more