watch at runway

I lowered my head in a mock shyness. "Well, that would be very nice, but..." "It's no problem." Katrina said placing her hand on my forearm. My skin tingled in a new way. Was it my imagination, or did her nipples perk up noticeably? The smell of her perfume seemed to take on a new aroma, and it seemed to remind me of something.

As Katrina disappeared into the back room, it struck me. I could detect the aroma of her female wetness! I shook my head. Despite the nature of the store, surely she wouldn't be that bold. I was wrong.

A few moment later, Katrina reappeared from behind the small curtain. I nearly melted...