A business friend of my husband comes to visit us while I'm walking around the house naked. After I greeted him in the basement bar, I let him examine me thoroughly. At some point, however, my feet hurt in the tight sandals with very thin straps on my toes and I had to sit down. Here you can see part 2, where I sit on the red sofa with champagne and a cigarette and how he continues to examine me as a living, stark naked wank template.
