Choosing You
None of those girls are my girl though, so I shove off the doorway and move on.
I only make it to the opening of the living room when I bump into Paisley. She’s dressed as a fairy tale princess. A dirty one, with all the right colors of blue, yellow, and red, only there’s barely enough fabric on the skirt to cover her ass. Her hair is stuffed inside a short black wig, with a red bow on top and her face is overly painted. I catch sight of the guys behind her checking her out, from the high heels on her feet, up to the top that only just conceals her tits. She flashes me a smile.
“If you wanted to see how hot I look tonight, all you had to do was ask for a private viewing. You didn’t have to r