Pamela and her sisters at the lake
Sorry, I’m away. I’m up in the Sierra Nevadas with my sisters. There’s me, standing up on the rock on the far right. My sisters are the blond ones. We’re having a great time kayaking and fishing and boating and generally staying cool despite the Summer heat. We’re also having a blast teasing the locals at night. It never ceases to amaze me what men will do in the hopes of getting pussy. Or just in the hopes of getting my undivided attention. I regret leaving my toys at home for this ‘family vacation’ — I don’t think this village has witnessed a Domme in action before. Last night I had this mental image of me walking into the rustic local bar looking like a modern day version of a Wild West Madam. Black cowboy boots, fishnet stockings, red velvet boy shorts, a black and red velvet corset, and a black Stetson, with a whip coiled at my hip and a big black strap-on stuffed into my holster. I laughed and almost choked on my Crown Royal, and when my sisters asked what was so funny, I started laughing even harder. I was imagining stretching them out on the bar and paddling them pink for the appreciative male audience. I’m so bad 
Hello to all my strokers, cuckolds, sissies, panty-boys, and strap-on sluts! I miss you. I’ll be home the middle of next week and I anticipate being available for your calls on Thursday. So have your lube and your toys ready, boys and gurls.
