Mommy Liz
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Hello pumpkin, this is my mother Lisa Beth! Phone sex has always been my job; I think you can say that I am a naughty professional. My favorite phone has always been Baby Adults, and I am so happy to play with cute boys and girls like you! I like the sensibility of age games and ABie RPG and the total abandonment...I like to completely control my children, strangle them with love and affection, or punish them when they misbehave! I was born and raised in Texas, so my loving, stern speeches and nursery rhymes have a sweet southern accent. I also knelt on my mother’s lap and learned Southern politeness (and proper family discipline) and watched her spanking and spanking my little sister... I saw her using what she called "petticoat punishment" to my brothers. "Wear them with ruffles and let them walk around the block in girlish clothes. As you can imagine, if my children insult me, I will punish, anger and humiliate them without hesitation. Sissy girls are my specialty. I am a very versatile and creative mother: I can be kind, gentle and caring, breastfeeding and changing diapers... and then throw you on my lap and hit your little butt until it blisters. I love intricate role-playing games, and I find the pleasure of pampering and domination of myself is absolutely *delicious*. If you long for a amiable mother, or a mother with a gentle and firm hand and a vicious hand, if you need a boundless mother, love you when you are good, and discipline when you are bad, call me!
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1 (888) 430-2010January 21, 2010
Old Mother Hubbard Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard To give her poor dog a bone, But when she got there, the cupboard was bare, And so the poor dog had none. She went to the baker’s To buy him some bread, But when she came back The poor dog was dead. She went to the joiner’s To buy him a coffin, But when she came back The poor dog was laughin’. She took a clean dish To get him some tripe, But when she came back He was smoking a pipe. She went to the alehouse To get him some beer, But when she came back The dog sat in her chair. She went to the tavern For wine white and red, But when she came back The dog stood on his head. She went to the hatter’s To buy him a hat, But when she came back He was feeding the cat. She went to the barber’s To buy him a wig, But when she came back He was dancing a jig. She went to the fruiterer’s To buy him some fruit, But when she came back He was playing the flute. She went to the tailor’s To buy him a coat, But when she came back He was riding a goat. She went to the cobbler’s To buy him some shoes, But when she came back He was reading the news. She went to the sempster’s To buy him some linen, But when she came back The dog was a-spinning. She went to the hosier’s To buy him some hose, But when she came back He was dressed in his clothes. The dame made a curtsy, The dog made a bow, The dame said, “Your servant,” The dog said, “Bow-wow.” Minnie
January 5, 2010
Here are Grandma’s spectacles, And here is Grandma’s hat, And here’s the way she folds her hands, And puts them in her lap. Here are Grandpa’s spectacles, And here is Grandpa’s hat, And here’s the way he folds his arms, And takes a little nap. So let us be very quiet as to not wake Grandpa up because we know how grumpy he is when he doesn’t get his nap out