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So, today, as I was on the subway on my way to work, I noticed a gentleman looking at my feet. He would look away and then inevitably look back.

I thought about handing him a business card. I wonder if I should have?

Also, I had a 12 oz red bull and a bottle of water on the way in. I was a thirsty thingy.

And then I thought that it was such a pity that it had to be wasted down the toilet. It would have been a great GS. A deluge!

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What: I'm doling out spankings at RGEnerationX's website launch party
When: Saturday, June 2nd, 9:00 PM
Where: High Velocity, 226 Atlantic City Boulevard, Beachwood, NJ

The drink list looks amazing and proceeds go to Multiple Sclerosis research, so there is absolutely no reason that you shouldn't come down and join the party!

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You want to know? Well, I'll tell you.

It all started when I was 8 years old. My best friend and I were having the whole conversation about what we wanted to be when we grew up. Of course, I wanted to be president/ballerina/astronaut.

But then she asked me a different question. She asked, "If you could be anything that you wanted, what would you be?

Well, I already knew about prostitutes, and that sounded pretty cool to my young mind. I didn't really get the whole thing about sex, but I knew that everybody talked about it all the time and that it seemed very important to people and they seemed to like it a whole lot. So hey, you get to have sex for money? Sounds like a great gig.

But I had heard about another kind of sex worker. (Spare me the "sex worker debate," as I do consider myself to be one.) I heard about someone that beat men up for money. I wasn't quite sure how that worked, but it sounded so absolutely cool. Like a tough rockstar chick!

So, I told her. "I want to beat men up for money. I heard there are women that do that."

She was horrified. Appalled. "You know that's a sin, right?"

Our friendship was on the outs from then on.

But I had decided what I wanted to do. Being a girl from small town Illinois, I wasn't sure exactly how I was going to make that happen.

But happen it did. A few moves around the country, finally settling in NYC, and here I am. I'm a pro-domme.

Hear me roar.

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