It’s almost like wearing a hard second skin.Another thing I found is that the mutemask suited the Jorean female lifestyle perfectly. When I wear the...mutemask, I find that I almost have to take small steps when I walk. The mask prevents me from turning my head and I found that I had to take small steps when I walk in public to prevent bumming into things.However it’s not all fun and games because the mask is a pain to maintain. It’s my mutemask so I’m in charge of maintaining it. The mask itself. However, when my initial reaction subsided, a devilish grin graced my face at the thought of just how naughty sending such a picture to my husband at work was. I instantly sent it off and set my phone down just as our waitress returned with our drinks. She took our order, of which he chose a salad for me, and then left us alone again."I think now would be a good time for you to take that picture in the restroom for my twitter poll," he said just as the waitress left."Oh, okay. Is it over," was. This i do know: the immediate dedication to Master, the very real need i have to please Master to the max by following to the letter exactly every command-every demand- He makes on me without hesitation, the primal need Master has cultivated and grown within me that i know i must live with for the rest of my life, how edgy and nervous and even distraught i become if i go too long without my need being satiated- all ths above and more- my need is my fix. I crave it constantly. Right know i am at. He turned and made his way to the lower docks and sea level, only to see another sight that shocked him. A giant turtle was parked at the serpent docks. He steered clear of this as he didn’t want to anger it if it took to not liking the whip. At the end of the dock, he saw a port globe rather than the bell he was familiar with. He touched it and saw a truly impressive list of destinations to go to. Lands he had never heard of, and some only in legend. He did note one set that was missing, no.