Down a few drinks let go, get loose. Smoke fills the room, swirls with the lights. The crowd is large tonight All eyes on me, as if I were the target of tonights hunting party. Gladys Knights, Good Morning Heartache fills the room, sets the mood. Move slowly, deliberately My body, An instrument expertly played for the audience. Peeling, stripping taunting, teasing. I slowly unwrap the present. Black heels, Pink lace.... Momma always told me Make them pay for more.
More..English Major
Member since: May 2007
Articles Written: 6