Woe
RYOH
Hike that dress up just a little bit more honey. How many hours did you spend in front of the mirror today fixing your hair so it was in perfect alignment? The mask of make-up in which you have painted on your face is good but it does not compare to the one I have found. You think I am a sweet guy, one you can trust. Little do you know. You wanted to get my attention with that outfit didn’t you? I mean, it is only forty degrees outside and you are wearing a skirt, with what looks to me like no underwear. As you dance over in the corner of this room you call me over there with your seductive eyes. What did you think was going to happen? Your body moving to the beat in that little tiny outfit getting closer and closer to mine did not help your case. Now you are alone with me in this stairwell. This is your fault. You asked for it.