*sigh*

[roxy]

Both my boys are married now. I'm happy for them. But this means...*sniff*...that it's time to throw out the cuffs. And waders. And the blindfolds. And the feather duster, the flogger, the blistex, and the gag. Also, probably the pudding, pretty sure it's past its sell by date, and I'll never be able to eat five gallons by myself. The rope, not got much use for that now, the duct tape might come in handy for home repairs...can you sell dildos on ebay? I could say the purple one was a cane...*siiiiiiiiiigh* Guess I'll take the gas out of Big Bertha and put her away, sell the van and all the magnetic signs, you know, Ajax Plumbing, Acme Window Washers...a girl can't give all her secrets away. Never got a chance to try out that restraint table. Or the gasmask. Or the latex cat suit, but I always figured I'd have a hard time shoving a semi-conscious Jensen into it, and that French maid's outfit would have looked adorable on Jared but that dream is gone. Good-bye, nipple clamps, we hardly used ya. Good-bye, vibrating butt plug, so long, double magic bullets...*koff* maybe we'll just put you to the side..

No need for the latex gloves, or the rubber smock or the fetish boots, or the pack of Kools. I just have to suck it up, stiff upper lip it and move on. I mean, come on--they're married. I draw a line at some things, you know.

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LOL!!!!

Thank you, thank you,

*blushes from modesty* ;)