Oct 19 2019
I took a day off work and prepared the house for a visitor. Not just any visitor but a chattel. I cleaned, re-arranged furniture and made a subtle adjustment to the bedroom. The workroom, the stage, the auditorium.
When she arrived, she was all that I’d hoped and more. She was gorgeous, well dressed, classy but with a sense of provocation. Chic and foxy. Beautifully presented, smelt like a French parfumerie, lithe and inviting. She also had a glint in her eye. That eye contact that lets you know you’re in the game. Miniscule glances that convey powerful electric currents……
We sat and talked. Broke the ice. Discourse before intercourse. I opened a bottle of chilled white an ... [more]