
It was midnight and I let myself in. She was in the kitchen fixing a snack, short, red kimono robe that extended to the bottom of her butt cheeks. She looked over her shoulder.
A young man's thoughts.
You are my fantasy.

It was midnight and I let myself in. She was in the kitchen fixing a snack, short, red kimono robe that extended to the bottom of her butt cheeks. She looked over her shoulder.