Sugar--as a founding member of the Coven, it is absolutely imperative that you be thongclad! The problem arose over the clandestine cache that Thomas was hoarding, unbeknownst to me.
Thomas and I have an excellent business arrangement, under which terms he provides unquestioning obedience, total adoration, and an impeccably kept lingerie drawer. In return, I allow him to bring me precious jewels, thongs, and wonderful gifts from his trips. As you can see, it's a perfectly equitable arrangement, but every once in a while, he needs to be reminded that this is a legally binding contract and that the Terms of Agreement are quite strict. The warm welcome and steady stream of champagne, caviar and escargots I provide him are dependent on his complete and unswerving devotion to me.
But all seems well now and just between us girls-these little tiffs add a certain je ne sais quoi to the arrangement. |
