Dear stupid and useless diary,
It appears that due to some shitty amateur fairy magic my 'soulmate' is someone with a lion tattoo. Henry says that Emma has a Lyon flower tattoo, I must inform you that I find this new information very interesting but then there's Ass-White who believes that my soulmate is a man whose name I didn't bother to pay attention to that has a lion tattoo on his arm.
Oh diary, if only Ass-White knew that the only penis that I would ever allow near me is made of purple silicone and has straps supporting it.
In other news, its the second day of the operation, and because I had a towns meeting in which Miss Swan was present I decided to wear a tight mid-thigh red pencil skirt and a black basic crop top inside of the skirt, my signature black stiletto heels, a nice pair of garters and no underwear. I gave her a nice view of my ass and garters while I was presenting something and saw her shamelessly staring at me, then as I sat and crossed my legs the skirt riddled up a it exposing the lace borders of the pantyhose, the final move happened when the cold hit me and she was able to have a view of my hardened pierced nipples adorned with barbells, I knew this because I heard her gasp when she saw them and I just smirked and then looked at her and winked. Needless to say, Sheriff Swan had to leave the meeting early because she was "feeling poorly"
I may admit that once in my office I enchanted my mirror so i could see what she was doing, may I say that my dear Emma looks even more beautiful when panting my name repeatedly.
With all my hate,
Regina.
A/N: My Regina is a punk mama with piercings.