Last night I had some fun taking some cash from a certain drunky who also got a little show of some of My former stripper skills (I can still bounce My juicy ass while standing still just by flexing My glutes). I also showed him up close and personal how I used to shove My fabulous giant boobs in guys’ faces, get them drunk and then clean out their accounts. he asked if I actually made it a goal to get guys drunk when I was a stripper – of course because drunks are more pliable! LOL! Where else would I have developed My lil forced intoxication interest but in the strip clubs of the world while working as a stripper? That was a rather fun financial domination cam session for Me. I think he was rather fucked up after though. haha

This week I also have a few financial domination tribute pics to post. There are other things I didn’t bother to photograph and of course I’m aware of more things on the way, but this is a constant in My life. haha. The first 2 items were obviously what I used for My Poison Ivy outfit on Halloween. I just hadn’t gotten around to posting it before. But before that, I have My weekly submission from My nerdy boy I like to call “mr p”

You allowed me to speak to You again toward the end of Your recent trip to Las Vegas. Thank You. i thought You were content, relaxed and happy, particularly with the purchase of Your new Vegas condo. You even dorked out with your GorillaPod. i like talking to You very much, even if You do sometimes make me jealous of Your GorillaPod.

A couple of days later i was going to send you the weekly submission, in which i say how i feel about You and how things are progressing that You’ve told me i will write for You. This time the submission consisted mainly of whining about some minor difficulties i’ve had and changes that have happened to me since encountering You.

But then i saw You tweet that You were sick. My problems then became (even more) ridiculous and seemed inappropriate to mention, so i didn’t know what to send You. i thought about it a while and then decided to write an ode to Your GorillaPod. So i emailed You that instead and in the email i also expressed my opinion that You shouldn’t drive back to Phoenix until You’d completely recovered from Your illness. i was concerned that driving back when You still weren’t 100% better was the sort of thing that You’d do, but that surely it would be better for You to relax and recuperate. Later there were some more tweets from You indicating that You were really very ill because You had got food poison.

Even though You were sick, You were extremely generous and actually took the time to acknowledge my email, which You did with Your usual charm. The next day i sent You another mail to wish You well.

i was puzzled when You responded with an email containing a few paragraphs. Why such a long mail? You said that You were better but that You were still not sure if You wanted to drive back to Phoenix. i was very relieved that You were getting better and i hoped that You wouldn’t drive back too soon. Also, in Your mail You addressed a number of questions that were on my mind about how i could serve You, even though i hadn’t asked You those questions because You were sick. it was as though You could read my mind: You were letting me know the answers even though i hadn’t asked the questions. You were extremely kind to explain those things to me and help me understand what Your thoughts are. i felt more gratitude than i have ever felt when i read that email.

And then You drove back to Phoenix before You’d completely recovered from the food poison.

Anyway, i haven’t talked to You for over a week now. i don’t like going cold turkey; i’m desperate for the chance to see Your beautiful face and hear Your voice expressing Your thoughts. As You know i’m interested in Your opinions about everything, including Your opinion on what constitutes a real word and what does not. As i’m sure You know, conversating with You is my greatest pleasure and i’m eager for our next conversating time to happen as soon as possible.

That last bit is clearly a lil inside joke because I make fun of the illiterate idiots who talk about how well they can “conversate”. Of course since so many morons use it, it has started to appear in dictionaries. Way to cater to the lowest common denominator!

And now on with the findomme tribute pics. One of these items is for My Grandma – very lucky boy who got to buy that for Me to give to her!

Green Leotard	Green Boots
Apple Remote	LeChat Nail Gels
Capezio fishnets	2 VintageEarth Organics tops
Coco & Tashi sweater (Grandma will love it)	Escio Sweater
Tart Tunic (love)	Bravissimo Sweater (LOVE! for busty ladies )