I am minding my own business on my sofa, quietly reading with my feet up. I can feel you lurking in the background and I am well aware you are making your way closer to me. I am not in the mood for you and your desperate antics so I just ignore you while you stare. I can feel you watching me; you really are such a tragic loser. I pull my book up so you cannot see my face and when you move around I block your view over and over with the soles of my sexy black high heels. You don’t give up easily, even when I stare back at you, with a look that will make you feel as pathetic as you are. Are ... Show more