Joyce relaxed into her seat in the crowded room. It was so good to get sometime to her self and leave the dig behind. The last couple of months had been a constant battle against time and the construction crews. The auctioneer appeared and the murmur in the saleroom fell to a polite whispering. Joyce
What Bad Girls Like To Hear
Just for kicks I told her the truth. Okay, it had a lot to do with her small tits that I could see through her transparent shirt and perhaps I had a bit too much to drink at that bar that night but I thought “why not?” I’d try the truth for once and see