Hot Blog: BOOKWORMBITCHES BOOK WORM BITCHES Walking me to the couch, you twirl me around to get the full effect of what I am wearing. I am wearing a long black skirt with a split up the side, a cute black sheer blouse with tiny buttons down the front. You cannot see my long legs but you know I have on black stockings, and a pair of strappy 5 inch stilettos. (Whispering, I can barely walk in these, but they are not made for walking.)
You ask me if I would like a glass of wine, and I say yes. You walk back into the living room with a tray of cheese, and warm bread. Hmm . . . cheese and bread, but it looks good. Sitting the tray down you pick up the bowl of cheese an a piece of bread when somehow you spill the cheese all over me. Glad it was not really hot.
You pull me up and lead me to your bedroom. Grabbing a towel from the bathroom, you can see that you have made a big mess. You tell me to take off my clothes and you will give me a T-shirt and take my clothes to the cleaners in the morning
