The Shoe Whore
"Jennifer!" I yelled from my desk as I sat there looking over the monthly bills. I heard her coming down the stairs and then her soft footsteps along the hallway coming closer. "What's wrong?" she said, coming into the study. "What is this I am looking at?" I asked, shoving a piece of paper across the table at her. "Well it looks like a receipt. It says it's from... oh." "Yeah, oh. You know we have been tight on money lately and here you go and spend... Holy Shit! $200.00 on a pair of shoes!...
Oral Sex