Truly Free

She has her own life.

She has her career, 

travel to a 9-5.

She wore a pants suit to the office.

She loves the salon and the mall. 

On weekends her and the girls

go out and party.

She is an independent woman

with the drive of any man.

One call, she has to go.

Across town, faster than the speed of sound.

To release control, 

to unleash herself from this world.

Her mate, friend, lover....

Her master is here.

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