You fuck me and all I get is a text message. Next time spare me.’ ‘So, there’s gonna be a next time?’ he asked, the corners of his mouth turni...g upward. ‘Eat shit,’ Desiree grunted. Desiree watched as the lines around his eyes creased and his mouth formed a tight straight line. He looked older, and tired. He had a five o’clock shadow and his dress shirt was wrinkled and rolled up at the sleeves. He must have just come from work…or another woman’s house. ‘C’mon, let me explain.’ Desiree shook. It had a lot of heavy strips running up and down its length and a row of laces down the back. Before I could say a word she had it wrapped around me and fastened the front clasp. I was turned around and the laces were tightened. “I won’t tighten it as I do when I wear it. You just need support not a new shape.” She tighten it until it felt pleasantly snug and my back felt better almost immediately. I reached from about two inches above my waist to part way down my thighs. I immediately liked. More

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