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Peeking, are you? Ohhhh, I could pinken your ears with tales of my sex-ploits if I could but remember them all. A beauty I was. The beloved prize of a prominent Scribe. Now this was many, many years past I'm talking about. But I'm still around. I can be found practicing dance at The Red Tent Oasis Cafe. #r-redtent

....and there is no need to tell me this is a poor excuse of a homepage, the person behind the screen (Yvarra) is busy enough at the present, what with new dance students, decorating rooms, resizing and uploading images and if you've peeked there too, you already know her own homepage is also still a work in progress. (but she does mention me on her homepage - cough, cough) Her name in The Red Tent is a clickable link if you haven't already been nosey. She'll get around to sprucing up mine. It's just way down on her current priority list. You'd think she'd have more respect for a woman of mature status, lowercase name or not.

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After some thought on this, I have decided that the graying-around-the-edges old broad, old kajira, will address the Men of Gor as "Sir"...and will politely exit if requested to use "Master".