Jessica pays for trying to steal.
“What do you want me to wear?” “Wear that orange dress you wore the day we met and a pair of come-fuck-me shoes,” I replied. “Anything else?” “Actually, yeah, put on a skimpy pair of thongs,” I said, “no bra.” “Ok, What about stockings? And do I need my purse?” “No, none of that this time. Go get ready, I’m leaving to come pick you up now,” I told her. “Ok, I’ll be ready,” she...Read On