She stared in the mirror.
“Tell me the truth,” she asked her husband, “do I look good? Or do I look like an underpaid extra in a gladiator movie?”
He scratched his head.
“You may want to lose the slave collar and the cuffs. Let’s keep those for playtime here in the house.”
She stared in the mirror.
“Tell me the truth,” she asked her husband, “do I look good? Or do I look like an underpaid extra in a gladiator movie?”
He scratched his head.
“You may want to lose the slave collar and the cuffs. Let’s keep those for playtime here in the house.”