thedebutantewhore: secretsofadebutante: I wasn’t being subtle, I knew that. Yet, I hadn’
thedebutantewhore: secretsofadebutante: I wasn’t being subtle, I knew that. Yet, I hadn’t noticed anyone “see” me throughout the event…..a place full of experienced men…..men that, at least on the surface, appeared confident and forward…..yet no one that delivered the “I know” touch or even glance…..and then the person I would have least expected to “notice” does…..”Did anyone put you to good use tonight? I will….come sit in the front next to me.” He was already pulling over as he said those words, somehow knowing I would get out from the backseat and sit in the front seat of his taxi….next to him. That’s one of those memories that mind wanders to almost as soon as my hand reaches down between my thighs. Those who know what to look for will understand you have certain types of memories. Types that they can take advantage of to create more memories. The pretty package of an eagerly slutty little girl beneath. -- source link