An Aviance Night in Minneapolis
She typed the text and sent the selfie. “If ya got it, flaunt it!”The shoulder straps of her deeply plunged, split-front, fit-and-flare black dress were off her shoulders; her breasts perched outside, nipples erect. She’d debated between a long strand of pearls or several gold necklaces in different lengths around her neck. She decided to wear all of them. An intentional fashion faux pas.The photo showed pillows behind her back. She sat semi-upright against the bed’s headboard. In her right...
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