You little fucking weenie bitch, you're nothing but dirt in my ashtray. Hell, you ARE the ashtray. MY ashtray. Dirty, inhuman, utilitarian, disposable.

I am a vision of fear: Deep-red lipstick on thick, full lips; black lace mesh wrist gloves enwrapping my slender fingers; a golden cigarette holder clip, grasping a thin, white Misty Light 120 ; an unique black beaded ear piece dangling from my ear down to my collarbone; a sexy black waist corset wrapped around my body, stopping just beneath my nude and glorious tits, presenting them as an Empress presents her secret weapons to her ... Show more