Phoenix
Oh, Terri. I couldn't resist, hon. You hot little thing, you. Or, should I have said, "You devilish woman with that grin." Sometimes a girl's just got to put on the cat suit. It just makes me want to purr like a kitten and them rip it off at the snapped-crotch area. Ooh, Ciara! I'm so bad.
Anyway, darlin', you're looking hot as hell. I know it's a least 100 degrees cooler than I am here, partying with Killian's Red and chilled Petron Silver. Care for a Devil's Martini, girl? Of course, they're Gin and Vodka have already reached boiling point down under, but the olives already have some fire and brem to their nipples. Now, we just need some more sinners to enjoy this lovely lady in her sleak and naughty-girl outfit.
Come on: Don't be pussies, guys. Save the cat claws for her and your delicious tongue to clean her pretty fur and pink kitty.
Hugs,
ciara
-- Modified on 9/23/2007 12:10:19 AM
I know we'd have a great time, you two are very special....
Thank you both very much!
love ya
Terri
-- Modified on 9/23/2007 8:20:43 PM
I should say we both were lucky....what a fun night it was too!!!!
I'll be seeing Glen soon!
kisses
Terri
