All I want to do is go for a nice, quiet dinner at my favorite French Restaurant and there I see you peeping at me again. Do you think I can't hear the leaves crushing under your shoes as I walk by?? Do you think I can't feel your perverted presence, lurking, waiting for me to walk my well-heeled and leatherclad body past you?? Is it the whiffs of my pristine leather that get you so excited or the clack of my heels against the pavement, or is it my sheer gorgeousness that gets that cock excited enough that you continue to follow me? You even have the audacity to speak to me as I enter the Bist... Show more