The silky, white, arch is visible just above the soft leather. His attention in an instant is aroused.
A slight nudge and the strap breaks its hold. His interest grows stiff.
Allowing her spiked neighbor to hover just above the ground. It is he knows the point of no return.
The plump digits balance the pointed front line. He licks his lips in anticipation.
From across the room he hopes it will tumble to the floor.
-Johnny V.
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