Falling the Minx

I have created a little network around the town to discover the whereabouts of minxie at all times. Those who served in my information services understand the value of discretion and those who alert me to her presence are rewarded by a generous donation if I happen to use their tip. Today I was informed of minxie’s presence in the café seconds after she had entered and left my office for the location of our new place of encounter now she has left the restaurant business.

My little minxie was so amusing today I almost laughed outright at her attempt to be nonchalant about Elyce. I discovered her deep in discussion with her witless friends and overheard my cousin’s name several times as they were no doubt attempting to find a way to rid the more vacant blonde's life of Elyce.

I invited myself to their table as they were no doubt far too in awe of me to actually issue an invitation or were too afraid if minxie’s ire to issue one in front of her. I know the daughter of the Vanderhag found me compelling as the vapid little miss would simper every time my gaze crossed her path, I would throw a million of her kind into a volcano for one tryst with a minx.

The little ones sat in nervous silence while my adorable minxie grilled me in her girlish sincere voice while glaring at me every time my knee brushed hers. And I assure you it brushed hers often, yes I might while away my sexual urges on a few glitterati tarts but I assure you my heart rests entirely in her sweet little hands. Minxie attempted to be sly and find out exactly what it would take to be rid of Elyce and I could see her hopes wither when I explained to her it would be everything she had. My darling little innocent, how naive of you to attempt to take me on when you cannot even deal with my cousin Elyce, your foolish dreams only make me love you more as I fall into reveries of ripping the lace off your thighs.

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