Sugar-tasting

Even if today is the self-proclaimed exclusive day for my big brother, there is a little something else that is currently occupying my mind. So many people have apparently responded to my vile plans with the puritan Austrian whom I have carefully nicknamed "Fifi", which has me even more excited about all the things I want to do to her. Seems to me that I am one of the few productive members of my society that puts thought into action. My adoring big brother is delighted with our new project. I've already started to educate her: how to properly brush her hair and apply make up, which colors go best with her skin tone, how to kiss someone properly (depending on what you want out of them), though my favorite part has been when I've had to discipline her when she gets rebellious. She has the firmest tush, it's quite enjoyable to see how your hand automatically bounces back once you've smacked her. And those little sounds that escape her throat. It's quite difficult not to do things I shouldn't (not yet I mean). Why must I discipline her? Well, she must understand once and for all that it's not always acceptable to be around Christian and Nathan without my consent. Doesn't matter how 'good friends' they are. She must only answer to me and my authority over her. No one else. She CAN be quite exasperating due to the fact that she has the attention span of a baby in a candy store. Though all is semi-forgiven whenever she presses her lips against my skin. It's a soothing feeling. Begrudgingly, I think I can understand my brother a bit.

She is also being trained to pose though actually, we didn't really have to prep her an awful lot. She is a natural. I had heard from a trust-worthy source that Stockers were playful, I just didn't realize that it reached such degrees. I might take a guess and say that it's how normal people that aren't 'hushed' act. The garden distracts her but we got this amazing shot (Rink's handiwork of course). And it got me thinking... why must we wait so much until we take the pictures we truly desire? I mean, she's there. She's always at the house with me. Might as well introduce her to our world bit by bit.

First, we fed her some 'roses' as to not have her all fidget-y at the shoot. Considering her skin tone, her hair and her all around come hither look, we opted for our tropical montage. Logically, she had a few reservations with the outfit at the beginning. I blamed it on the adrenaline of having to expose yourself to the lens of a camera (plus she's a virgin). Though it was just for a few seconds, she turned out to be quite the camera whore. Click. Pose. Click. Another pose. Click. Yet another pose. Rink, of course, was enthralled. He hardly talked. All you could hear was the incessant click of the camera. Truthfully, he loves it when girls just do as they want and he's the peeping Tom with a state of the art camera (which his beloved sister got for him). I merely watched and had to resist the urge to touch myself. She can be that gorgeous. Amazing for someone I practically picked up off the streets, no?

Honestly, I can't wait for our new Masqué party. Everything is set up (I even bought new handcuffs for the occasion!), she has been properly invited as our guest of honor and I already have my new outfit for that night. Not to mention a couple of new toys. Eek! I would laugh out loud in glee but she is sleeping next to me so I won't wake her. I should, after she deserted me that night to be with that pompous Christian! Leaving NATHAN in her PLACE! >< I was NOT a happy little lovely girl! And I will not continue to discuss this because he is too difficult at times and I don't get him and THIRD TIMES ARE NOT A CHARM! I would give a large amount of money to wipe that smug look off his face whenever he looks at me. He swears he's got me all figured out, he's got something else coming! ... not sure what that is yet. But it WILL come! Because if he thinks he's going to be leaving lingering thoughts of him on my mind, he's sorely mistaken.