Back when the drink hadn’t taken hold of me yet, and I was worth a fuck lot more than now. Yes, I can actually use words like that. Before I could think how she had gotten so close to me without my noticing, she was in front of me with the stiletto in hand. Spartan. Singing. Read 20031 times |
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Please login or register to rate this story Really? The shower was running. Aw, hell. Yep. Dirty somehow. Yes, I would have to get myself checked for the normal blood and dick critters, but damn I think it was worth it even if I came up positive. I was familiar with stilettos. I was familiar with stilettos. Two letters that meant nothing when put together as you stand nude in front of a beautiful woman who was also nude.
