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EVENING TEASE
In just a shirt and pair of heels,
I catch the driver's eye. Brake squeals,
so his lustful eye gets more sight
of my posturings in the night,
wondering if he'll see much more
of me, following me indoor?....
I do not beckon, turn my back
on him, go back in, hit the sack.
I catch the driver's eye. Brake squeals,
so his lustful eye gets more sight
of my posturings in the night,
wondering if he'll see much more
of me, following me indoor?....
I do not beckon, turn my back
on him, go back in, hit the sack.
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