B…is for Black

The day is done, all sorts of things accomplished. She vanishes to head to bed, get ready do all the normal things of bedtime…

But then, when you’re just taking a moment to switch gears to shut off the day, to be happy that all that (*waves hands frantically in the air*) is done and behind us… yes, right then….

She saunters out in this little number.

All black, tightly clinging to those curves, all about the RAWR.

And that grin. It wipes the day out in a flash and I get lost in that grin, those eyes, that … black lingerie.

Kinda makes all that stress melt away in a flash.

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