I know it's arrogant but I did look extremely hot and sexy. Placing a few make up items into my clutch bag, I sprayed a little Moschino perfume on my ...eck and breasts, putting the bottle of perfume into my bag.I went downstairs to my kitchen to enjoy a menthol cigarette and a glass of sparkling wine.I poured a tall glass of wine, took a cigarette from the packet, lighting the cigarette and took a long relaxing inhale, feeling the cool smoke breeze down my throat. A sip of wine enhanced the. Well that and let's say professional jealousy. I could always tell therewas a bit of resentment toward my success, but when he found out that Iwas a rich little Barbie doll as he put it he declared me a fake and theonly reason I was successful was that my mommy paid all her rich friendsto say how good my work was!" She spat out.I just nodded."That's the last time I ever date an artist!" She laughed. "Wait, yournot an artist are you!"I had to laugh. I told her that my best friend Gregory was a. After a moment he pulled my head off himself and said throatily, ‘Kneel on the edge of the bed.’ With my bra half off and my thong still on I knelt on the bed and in the mirror I saw him behind me. What was he going to do? That delicious feeling of not knowing where, when, or how he was going to make love to me. He suddenly knelt down with his face level with my bottom and began to lick me from my puckered little anus forward to my now erect clit. My orgasm arrived suddenly as his tongue. ‘In your case pal, sentencing could mean from three to ten days’ behind bars. Stopping the mayor’s wife on the street and asking could she give you a bed for the night was not the smartest thing to do. You scared the crap out of her.’ ‘How was I to know she was a VIP? They ought to have a VIP nameplate around their necks.’ ‘Women don’t modify their behavior for the likes of you pal. The main entrance has closed for the night. Go out the side door along that passage over there,’ the official.