stockings - clad thighs fold at the edge of the bed , filmy & poised , scrawny fingers knotted in silken sheets , wishbone ankles tauntingly flaunt its pump heels , swinging it back & forth like a pendulum . ❛ oh , kai ! ... will you be a doll & help me with my stockings ? ❜ snatching his momentary interest , she weaves a web of carefully constructed provocations with a foul tongue & cheap feminine wiles to entice he who problems himself a god ! don’t you know by now , silly boy ? you might be a god , but the devil is a woman . & she calls to him , softly , with plucked doll lips & a pinched button nose ----- waving a finger & clicking her tongue before he comes too closer . ❛ on your knees . you’ll do right for me , won’t you ? ❜ @bluemessiiah