Monique s House of Leather
Today was the day. Steve Cummings had delayed it for too long but finally resolved to call the number he had quickly scrawled on the back of one of his business cards some weeks back and had stashed away in the back of his wallet. This number was the realisation of a long held dream that he had kept secret in his heart for many years. The number was a key, a golden key which would unlock the deep, dark desires he had developed from his maturation from boyhood through to adolescence and now on...