Sophie and I got home particularly late that morning. Wed been dancing for randy boys at the club all night, and all I wanted to do was watch a little bad TV and pass out. Sophie had other ideas. Taunting me with her come-hither smile, and her leopard print panties, she grabbed the remote from my hand and pulled me off my chair. How could I resist really? A second wind found its way into my breast, and the next thing I knew we were dancing and taking our clothes off in front of the mirrorLets face it, when it comes to Sophie, you do anything youre told.
SOPHIE SAYS: Ok, look folks. I know I should've just been content to get to dance all night next to this woman, but honestly, I wanted something more. I wanted her half clothed. I wanted her naked. I wanted her weak in the knees. I wanted to chase her around the house until we both collapsed from exhaustion. Can you blame me?