I sit in my boudoir, my soft firm round behind perfectly
perched on the stool. I look in the mirror and apply my
lipstick a vibrant red. I lightly spray the sweet spicy
perfume you like so much. From the drawer I pull out a pair of
black stockings, purposefully I pull them up my long caramel
legs. I walk to my wardrobe and wonder what to wear. Should it
be a high powered boss, maybe a dirty cop or maybe just a
knock out dress.
I go for a short black dress that makes my legs look even
longer then they already are. I slip my feet into a pair of
high heels and takes one last look in the mirror. I am ready.
It's nearly time to see her. In the hotel room you have the
champagne on ice ready for her to drink as soon as she
arrives. And as soon as she arrives you practically run to the
door, as you reach the door you stop and take a deep breath.
You open the door and the vision of Bella stands before you,
more beautiful then your imagination could even remember.