I see you.
Always watching me. Going out of your way to find excuses to talk to me. It was cute at first, it really was, so of course I encouraged you. It became a little game between us. You lingering at your mailbox, going through the envelopes as slow as possible, hoping to catch a glimpse of me. Sometimes I decided to be sweet and put on a little show. I'd take a leisurely around the block, donning my tightest yoga pants and thin shirt, braless of course. I like the look on your face when you think I can't see. Its very entertaining.
But then I get bored. Of course I still tempt you, my personal favorite is walking around the house with the curtains pulled back and completely naked.
I want for us to get to know each other better. I'm not going to lie and play the part of the bubbly, vapid nymphomanic just to stroke your eago. I'm a real person offering a real experience. I want to get to know you better so I can deliver the best time possible. I'm curious about all the things that make you tic. So tell me all your secrets, from how you really feel about your boss to that naughty little fantasy you keep tucked in the back of your mind. Enough chit-chat. Why don't you call me?
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Hard Rules: Age play, race play, or non-consensual fantasies will never be indulged.
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Maybe I'll let you touch my ass after you earned it. A good place to start is spoiling me.