Welcome to my Temple.

Once upon a time...
there was a fucking queen. She had it all:
the glory, the power.
Worshippers eager to give and grateful to receive.

Why?
Because she had the gift of the gift.
The blessing of blessings, hers to bestow.
And her place of worship? Oh, that was the place to be.
That was the goddamn shit.

It was good fucking times.

“Not just a massage...you are a canvas, she is an artist.”

Experience

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