Wondering what the naked chef could possibly contribute to my growing stash, I greet him as he lands at the bottom of the stairs. I kiss him deep as I slowly slip my fingers under the rim of his hat. Finding a whole lot of nothing I break the kiss, spin him around , slapping him soundly on his round ass, sending him back up the stairs. I can't have him busting up anything down here in the dungeon. Moving gracefully, dancing with myself almost trance-like to the music coming from upstairs, I recline on the red velvet chaise and soon enough am sound asleep.

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The practice of putting women on pedestals began to die out when it was discovered that they could give orders better from there.~ Betty Grable

If I wanted your opinion, I'd remove the duct tape and ask you for it.~ Me
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One man's dream is another man's nightmare~~~~> §¤ Lilith ¤§
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