I find her laying almost naked on the bed with only a sheer babydoll on, beckoning to me with her fingers, licking her lips in anticipation and touching herself sensually, with soft music playing in the background and the room lights turned down to a soft, warm glow; and, a bottle of wine sitting on the nightstand in ice with two long stemmed glasses next to it and a red rose beside ... to be ... somewhat sexy.





















Could you please pass the Kleenex?