Your eyes start to flicker nervously as your mind is completely blank for an appropriate message.
You struggle to keep your mind composed until the sensations sparking from your crotch seems to shoot directly to your mouth, and you're desperate to allow the grin you're hiding to spread across your face.
You fix your eyes on the pile of black lace bras and a cyclone of nerves whirled inside your spine. That's it, you think. The moment of truth. The time to relase hushed anticipation. |