Getting Caught
Getting Caught anet Stickney [email protected] I got caught and there was no way I could explain it away...none at all. I had on a complete outfit, my makeup done and my hair set in barrettes to match my jewelry. The hem of the dress was above my knees about three inches, showing a lot of nylon wrapped legs. The modestly cut neckline showed a hint of my cleavage and my earrings swung from my lobes like Christmas ornaments. I had the perfume in my hand, ready to spritz, when my...