It’s the end of my week with you, a week of utter debauchery. And at the end of it, I’ve come to the epiphany that I’m my own woman, capable of making my own decisions.
And you know what that decision will be, don’t you? To worship your BWColoniser for the rest of my years, to thank you for bringing me closer to my faith and turning me into the good Muslim I was always meant to be.
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