There’s a whore next door, and I just found out.

Ok, some backstory.

So, I recently went to a party hosted by my stripper friend CJ, and I wore a barely-there tiny dress with stilettos. (This is Vegas, after all!) It was a work night for my boyfriend so I went alone. Anyway, when I was getting home from the party, I ran into an older neighbor who was coming home from work.

This neighbor made mention of me going out ‘dressed like that without a chaperone’ and he laughed and so did I, but when I made mention of being a Mistress and perfectly capable of flying solo, he had all kinds of questions. That’s pretty normal. People are always curious about my line of work. I mentioned the calls I take and he had even more questions. This man and I lingered outside and he wanted to know about everything! Do I make men do things? (Yes.) Have I held domme sessions in real life? (Yes.) What kinds of things do I make men do, exactly? When I said the words ‘suck cock‘, and take my fat strap-on, I saw a glint in his eye. He was intrigued. Not repulsed, not offended….interested. And that’s when I officially saw what I hear constantly in sessions with all of you. The man is a whore.

There’s a whore next door.

He was low key flirting and I can use that anytime I want. Being a cocktease is pretty easy and it’s a master key.
Pretty sure I’m not done talking to this neighbor of mine!