I am very particular about who I allow to serve me. I would much rather have a handful of genuine, devoted slaves than a cult following of half-assers. That said, I would rather have a handful of intelligent, interesting slaves than a stable of morons. Quality before quantity, no questions asked.
I am not actively seeking any new time-consuming relationships right now. I just returned home to Arizona after a very extended time away, and I'm working on getting settled back in. Little by little, I plan on becoming more involved in the local scene here, and online interaction falls into place at the bottom of the list. Sorry, computer addicts.I am happy to report that now that I'm home, I am free to be "Me," and not maintain the silly facade the military forced me to hide behind. For those of you who got your rocks off to the fantasy world of the extremist Princess Ivy persona, you should find yourself a human personality before interacting with me any more...or find another Woman! I don't care if you call yourself "loser," "pig," etc. etc., I don't throw those terms out in order to convince you that I'm capable of whatever maltreatment you're looking for. I do what I want to do and live how I want to live; I don't need your empty praises for my reassurance. In other words, if you think you can offer anything useful to me, give it a try. First of all, you're probably wrong. Second, there's nothing you can give me that I can't earn on my own. The real "Ivy" is a person, not a persona. I have military experience, I pay for my own house, I am college-educated on my own dime, I am fiercely independent, I have unwaivering standards, and I am intrigued by "abnormal" minds.