A Wine Girl's Call....

 Oh I know what you want. Been doing this so long I can almost smell it mixing with the sweat on your skin, see it through the stiffness in your gate, feel the relief when you stand beside me, your heart beating against your ribcage…because it knows, it knows that I won’t bat an eye at your kinky little peccadilloes, matter of fact making sure your pecc and dilloes tingle is what I’m here to do. Makes no difference to me what gets you off…just my job to make sure that you do so you’ll know just where to come when that desire, that almost painful, naughty itch creeps upon your flesh once again. You need only come see me, I’ve got what you need.

Don’t be ashamed or feel uncomfortable when I ask you the standard questions; what you’re into, how much you’re willing to shell out for your little spin on the pleasure wheel. I don’t ask to pass judgment and I don’t keep a little black book…..discretion is my job and seeing as I’m facilitating this sultry little rendezvous, well my fingers are already all up in your Kool-Aid as it were. I ask for one reason and one reason only….to ensure that the pleasure you seek, however you seek it, is given and given so well that you will be back for more. Get your sticky on kids, mix it up, take a couple if you’ve got that “spice of life” feeling, take your ride long and slow, like I said, makes no difference to me how you do it, I just want you to do it and I’m just here to help.

I see that look in your eye. I can feel the ache in your throat. Its been too long Honey and that swerve of yours, it needs a supple, sweetly scented spot to, get on. 

You need only come see me
I've got what you need.