"It's more for formal dances, eveninggowns, things like that." I stood up, picked up my purse andchecked its contents, and took my topcoat out of the...closet. "Fordaytime find something lighter, more flowery, or more casual orsporty. Stop in at the perfume bar at Everson's tomorrow on yourway to the bank, and ask the girl there to try a few samples onyour wrist and neck. Tell her you want something romantic, butmore delicate. And while you're at it, do buy those nightgownsand undies." Then. I don’t think it’s technically wood.Yeah, and I nearly broke my ribs on my airbag. Thanks, bitch.You want me to kiss and make it better?Michael does, if he’s watching.Prudes ... I don’t need him to be watching.So, yeah, superhuman warrior goddesses with magical otherworldly powers fighting strange and incredible monsters for truth, justice and the cis-white male patriarchy way.You’re only saying that to rustle my jimmies.You’re only saying rustle my jimmies to take the piss.You’re only saying. She started saying some things to me in Chinese and then used both her hands to gesture that my cock was very big for her. She reached down into my boxers and gasped as she watched my cock fall down my leg and swing in front of her. She grabbed hold and walked me into the shower room where she soaped us down and played with my cock for a while. After the shower, she dried me down and asked me to lay down. As I lay on the bed and noticed her looking at my cock in disbelief and I was actually. “If you want it, you’ll take what I’m offering. I know I don’t spank as hard as your dad does. Maybe you should just go tell your dad that you’re going to be bad and he needs to spank your bare bottom to stop you before you do it?”“Yeah, riiiight. I could just put on a short skirt, leave the panties off and fall over his lap before suggesting it. Maaaaybe I should just come out of the bathroom naked and tell him my boobs have been bad and they need spanked too?”“And maybe he’d stick his cock up.