Are you staring at me? Don’t think I don’t notice your eyes on me as I walk up and down the aisle. Is it my ass you are staring at, or maybe my tall white boots as they strut on by? Or is it how stinky my stockings must be as I’ve been in these boots all day. Yeah that’s it isn’t it, the bulge in your pants is giving it away. I’ll take my boots off so you can smell my scent, fill your lungs with my stink while you edge yourself to my perfection.
