A chance encounter leads to do much more.
I see you in the late evening returning home from work. You are dressed in a short skirt, heeled shoes, and a thin, strapped top. You reach your front door but drop your keys. As you bend down to pick them up, your skirt rides up and exposes even more of your shapely thighs, and the curve of your tight, pert bum. I remember seeing you a couple of nights ago in a bar. You were sat with a...Read On