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A lot of boys run away in fear.

Fear? What is to fear? There is nothing to fear, except yourself. There is nothing that you should fear except the knowledge that you will find yourself wrapped around My finger in the smallest amount of time.

No, there is nothing to fear.

Goddess Varuna has...

Delicately dirty feet with brightly varnished toes in colors like robin's egg blue, neon green, pink, orange... Legs like a gazelle- dangerously long, toned, and strong.
She has hips like whoa, the most dangerous of curves...

Porcelain skin so soft and white you would think it would crack at the slightest of touches
And the face of an angel, with those eyes that burn straight through you. Her lips, so still in the photograph, stand somewhere between a smile and a smirk.



When she walks it is somewhere between a sexy saunter and an impending doom kind of march. Her boots look heavy, like they could crush the small bones in your neck with ease. But when she smiles and she speaks, slowly and so self assured with a voice somewhere between a raspy growl and the soft voice of a young girl, you find your resolve melting away... and she says

"Make no mistake. I intend to take every last feeling of control over your own life that you have away from you. I will play with your buttons until I find the right one, and then I will make sure that I have everything that I want from you."