Or perhaps not. Perhaps there is only a master index web page. Yes, one where all the names, web addresses and codes are listed. In that manner Madam Marie De La Corte, assuming it is in fact she behind all the intrigue, only needs to memorize one address page with perhaps a code to open it.
Fiendishly clever. Posting the information in cyberspace allows her freedom of movement. The ability to travel worldwide, and not be burdened with hundreds of pounds of material nor the fear that Miss Antoinette will discover the cache of dangerously conflagrant depictions.
I type and press enter. Just as with my own, Judge Wilmot’s page contains a fully clothed picture and is entitled, Submissive/Lesbian/whimpers delightfully when caned/will reluctantly offer proficient oral service of the highest c
