The Gauntlet was Dropped by a Fool

Today I went in search of my little minxie for my usual luncheon distraction as I find myself starting to enjoy my little midday sojourn. Although it might get me out of bed earlier than I care to join the day, the moment I see her face when she realises I am in her life yet again, nothing compares to that first paling of her porcelain skin. Oh my little minxie how your heart, your misgivings, your fears and your dread, it all shows in your face. Do you think those Neanderthal creatures around you can understand every little nuance of your being as I do? Do they lie in their beds at night and dream of your quickening heart beneath them, your lips crushed by passion while lace is ripped from your creamy thighs? I think not and if they did it would be a pathetic shadow of the passion I hold for you.

I arrived prepared to gaze at her in rapture when that idiot apeboy son came into my view and only he in my view. I looked about but could not see any vestige of my precious anywhere, she appeared not to be on the premises and I was not about to ask after her not even from the underlings I bribe. Instead I had the pleasure of apeboy standing not more than a few yards away, giving me what could be described as a thunderous look, him! I could scarcely contain my mirth for I believe the pseudo military fool is championing my little minxie in her time of confusion but since she is busy tormenting him perhaps he is the one requiring rescue. This little folly of his will only cause me to pursue her unrelentingly, for my darling minxie I will capture you and I will fill every part of you with my desire.

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