Take that knife.
That one right there.
You know you want to.
See how its blade shines in the light? See the sensuous curves that make up its handle? Want to test the blade?
I wouldn't
For something that fine you know it's going to be sharp.
Can you imagine how it would cut? All you would have to do it simply drag it across her skin to see that thin line of red.
What?
Don't look at me like I'm crazy. I know it entered your mind too. Well then again how could it not? With curves like that she's any mans fantasy. Don't try to pretend that it's really your wife you'll be thinking about tonight in bed. It's not nice to lie to people and who knows when you might just let the wrong name slip? It would be terribly awkward wouldn't it. Could lead to some nasty questions.
What if I told you I had her address? I could get you in? Or would that be a boundary. One that you have sworn not to cross. Because I mean. How important was that promise really.
