Go to a nightclub

Getting up from the couch, Taylor Swift yawned again and stretched her arms.

"It's your night off, silly girl," she said to herself. "No point in sitting around alone in a hotel."

The sexy singer walked to the bedroom of her penthouse suite, pulling off her t-shirt and panties and dropping them casually on the floor. She examined herself in the full-length mirror, admiring her slender body. At 5'11'' and 125 lbs, Taylor was slim and gorgeous, her 32B breasts perky and petite. Once again she wished that she had been blessed with bigger tits, and once again she rejected the idea of getting a boob job.

Reaching into the dresser, Taylor Swift pulled out a black thong and matching bra and quickly put them on. She looked over her shoulder at the mirror, seeing her cute little ass, the soft cheeks separated by a thin strip of black material. Giggling, she slapped her ass playfully.

"Yeah, you love it you little bitch," she growled.