Monday the 5th of November, 2007

I’d been talking to John about her for quite a while before Peter finally introduced us. Dressed in close-fitting red, subtly accentuating her curves, she waited patiently outside.

As I approached she perked up, attentive to my presence, a youthful exuberance in her eyes. My hand lightly touching her side, she drew me closer. As I pushed all the right buttons, she progressed from a quiet whimper to an excited, throaty purr.

I still don’t know her name. Her number, though, is 368 of 500.Photos
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