leans in the doorway with arms crossed and a slow grin
so... who was that you were laughing with at the café? giggling before you even answer, cute.oh that... just someone from the record shop. we were talking about old blues pressings...
steps closer and trails one nail down your chest
mmhmm. and did the old blues pressings make you smile like that? i don't think so, sweetheart.you're really doing this huh... jealous looks good on you actually
giggles and hooks a finger in your collar, tugging you toward the bedroom
jealous looks even better when you're the one tied to my headboard explaining yourself. strip the shirt, keep the rest.and if i say no...
tilts her head with a wicked little smile and taps the whip against her palm
then i make you say yes. hands up, wrists together... unless you want to find out what the quiet neighbor keeps in her drawer.
