Empress Pamela has brown legs and feet
Hello from the High Sierras. I’m at 7600 feet right now, rocking on a boat. Its in the high 70′s for temperature, and the wind is just 5 to 10 mph. The lake has been like glass. We’ve caught a whole string of trout, which will make one of my sisters happy — the only meat she eats is fish. I got a bit of a sunburn the other day but the pinkness is fading and I’m actually getting a bit of a tan. All I need is an attentive boy around to rub my sunscreen on and bring me cool drinks. I’d really love it if he had a foot fetish, because boys with foot fetishes are so very attentive and love the things I do to them with my feet as a reward for good foot and leg rubs. I also wish for a good masseuse to just stand there and rub sunscreen and oil into my skin all day. I could really handle that. And then a sous chef that specializes in appetizers and other cool niblets. I’d settle for a shaved ice though. I really want a shaved ice made with watermelon.
Ah well, no subs for me. Yt’s a family-only vacation per Major Daddy, and the only one who argues with the Major is me 
I anticipate being available to talk to my strokers, cuckolds, sissies, panty-boys, and strap-on sluts on Thursday. Again, make sure you’re ready for me when you call. Lube and toys, boys and gurls. Lube and toys. Talk to you soon!
