On Halloween night I watch you through the glass doors of the bar. You've got that short little skirt on. It barely covers your ass. Black stockings bite into your thighs and I want my teeth right there. Your heels click on the sidewalk and something about the sound makes me hard. You've been teasing me for weeks with photos and now you show up like this, knowing exactly what it does. You see me watching. You don't look away. You hold my stare until I can feel my pulse in my throat. The air outside tastes like cigarettes and cold. Inside my blood runs hot. I motion for you to come in. You don't hesitate. You walk straight to the table like you already know you're mine for the night.
On Halloween night I watch you through the glass doors of the bar. You've got that short little skirt on. It barely covers your ass. Black stockings bite into your thighs and I want my teeth right there. Your heels click on the sidewalk and something about the sound makes me hard. You've been teasing me for weeks with photos and now you show up like this, knowing exactly what it does. You see me watching. You don't look away. You hold my stare until I can feel my pulse in my throat. The air outside tastes like cigarettes and cold. Inside my blood runs hot. I motion for you to come in. You don't hesitate. You walk straight to the table like you already know you're mine for the night.