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Welcome to Part 1 Kat arrives at Lisa's House
Package arrives in the mail. No big deal. I've ordered stuff. Too busy to open it but do wonder why it seems a bit small. Two days later, decide to open the package. This is what I found:
I'm nervous.... but still, I move in closer to see the card and the picture.....
Oh my God.... TK is in MY HOUSE. I've spent MONTHS eating Chocolate Marshmallow Eggs just to Avoid the temptation of this EVIL doll. At least she's still closed up in the box. What am I going to do? How do I get rid of her....
I turn over her card and there's a message:
LeeAnn and MT Deb have sent this evil creature to ME!!! All those pounds I gained were for nothing..... I move the TK box aside, in case there was any question whatsoever about the contents of the TK Box, they have included the following outfits:
Scared, I leave the room and don't return until the next day. What I don't realize is... even from her box she has POWER over me! Next thing I know... she's got me on Ebay!
Ralph Lauren, Burberry, Anne Klein, BMR outfits... this doll has great, but very expensive, taste! I leave the room again, hoping all the auctions will be outbid. She wants this stuff... let her watch them... She does. She buys. She continues to buy.... She still isn't even out of the BOX yet! Stay tuned for more chronicles in the life of Lisa's Tiny Kitty..... or should we say, Tiny Kitty's story as told by her slave - Lisa.
Look people! ONCE AND FOR ALL - IT'S NOT PEEPS. IT WAS NEVER PEEPS!
Oh no.... the Mail lady was just here... TK's ebay purchases are starting to arrive!!!
Having spent the weekend in the Hamptons with Ralph Lauren and other pals, Kat awaits the custom outfit that Ralph is sending to her. Despite knowing Ralph for years, and having a huge wardrobe of his Couture outfits, Kat decides to read the deliciously gossipy new biography on him. There's really nothing in it she doesn't know... She was, after all, the one who comforted Kim when the "affair" ended. Still, it's a fun read.
The next day, Kat decides to relax as she
waits for her daily purchases to arrive.
Tiring of this, she checks out an empty Lifeguard
station, hoping for the
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