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I have written a little something for you stroker boys, in my appreciation of you.
Happy Valentine’s Day from Mandy xoxo’s

Welcome to the “Casa de Stroka” for Valentine’s day all you stroker boys, sissy’s and chronic masturbators whom I love.  It is a holiday of pleasure, pleasure for me, because this holiday is all done up in colors I love.  Colors of eroticism, red and pink.  I have my friends and lovers around to laugh and have fun and pleasure.  After all it is all about pleasure.

My annual Valentine Day party of course has been planned for weeks.  Sissies from all over the county flock to “Casa” if they are lucky enough to have an invite.  They know there will be good food, lots of amusements, my good charm and nature of course, and tons of fun.  I love to be amused, I feel they invented Valentine’s Day just for me, because I have so much fun, and because I believe that I can give so much pleasure on this day.

In general, my line of work is GIVING pleasure to all of you who I am so lucky to have call me.   I take what I do very, very seriously.  I like to think of myself as the “goddess of pleasure” being giving you pleasure, by allowing me to Control My Cock.
Valentine’s Day I feel is a day that I can give back.  That is not to say that I give many thanks to those of you who have sent me gifts this past week for Valentine’s day, I have received flowers, candy, jewelry, heels, food, many wonderful and personal gifts from those I have known for many years.

The “Casa” this year has been done up in shades of pink and red, and adorned with many dozens of tulips in those colors, in vases in every room all over the house.  I had Tryone call a mover and he took the furniture out of the den, and brought in a dozen large recliner’s, we put pink covers over them, and more tulips everywhere, as well as helium balloons on the ceilings of all the downstairs rooms, so the house is very festive as you can imagine.

I had sent out invitations weeks in advance to my friend’s and sissy’s to attend my party, and I know that they anxiously awaited the invites.  I had RSVP’s in no time, and knew there would be a large turnout and most likely some gate crashers as well.  Those would be dealt with accordingly for sure.  I had sent the invitation painted on pink panties to all of those I felt would be interested in attending.

Tyrone could only shake his head at my plans, he ordered up the flowers, and food, and refreshments, and tons of jumbo shrimps and lobster, because it is my favorite, some Cristal for me, and diet coke for the sissies. We don’t want them gaining weight, after all that cum is fattening, isn’t it?

As usual I was in the midst of my plans, my husband was flying home for the festivity, he called me from his flight and sounded worried that I might take my Valentine celebration too far.  I had invited some of our straighter neighbors to attend, some being people in the public eye, and he of course is worried that they will find out about our private life.

I thought a bit of intrigue could add some well needed tension to the party. I thought a farce would liven up the events, making a more memorable event, I even hired a planner, to take a video so we would have all our hallmark moments captured.

So Tyrone was arranging my party, the planner had his instructions, hubby was flying home, and I was shopping.  I had nothing better to do.  I have been spending weeks with my new personal trainer, and wanted to make sure, I looked my very best, I went into Manhattan, armed with some of my loser’s gold cards, Hubby was lucky as I did not think I needed to spend his.

I was in Bloomingdale’s and you will never guess who I bumped into.  None other then my OLC cucky hubby.  I took him with me around the store, and allowed him to pay for the things I was buying, He got very flushed, and I could see that he was immediately excited.  He told me that he had a feeling that I would be here, and took a chance of running into me.  Ho hum, I guessed I would have to use my other loser’s credit cards in other stores.

First he purchased me a new Chanel Bag, only because it was crying out to me.  I love it is so expensive and looks like me, I also told him that I was ordering a new Louis to put on his charge as well.  I love Dolce and Gabbana I picked out some new super tight ripped jeans to the tune of $1500 and a pair of Manolo’s for about $600 as well.  It’s a good thing that OLC has a good job, because I would not care if he didn’t. I feel that I should be spoiled.

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