The first time, it went to voicemail. But I persisted and Joseph picked up the second time. “Joseph speaking,” he said all professionally, as if he didn’t know who was calling, which, he didn’t. “Gah gah,” I said.My brother did not sound resoundingly thrilled to have heard from me! Photo credit: Yours truly

The first time, it went to voicemail. But I persisted and Joseph picked up the second time. “Joseph speaking,” he said all professionally, as if he didn’t know who was calling, which, he didn’t. “Gah gah,” I said. My brother did not sound resoundingly thrilled to have heard from me! Photo credit: Yours truly

The first time, it went to voicemail. But I persisted and Joseph picked up the second time. “Joseph speaking,” he said all professionally, as if he didn’t know who was calling, which, he didn’t. “Gah gah,” I said.My brother did not sound resoundingly thrilled to have heard from me! Photo credit: Yours truly

(90) On Moats, Hospitals, Big Vines and Oracle Trees - L.

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.

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From anguish &amp; 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.

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