What Other Fetishes?
By Eva Hore
I met this chick at a party. She was hot, hip, and sexy. Dressed in a tight pair of leather pants and a skimpy top which showed off her fantastic cleavage, she caught my attention immediately.
We were at a mutual friend’s art exhibition. Wanda’s studio was in the heart of the city, downtown Manhattan. How she could afford it I’ll never know, but I had my suspicions that she had a sugar daddy. Each to their own thing, but that was something I’d certainly never be interested in regardless of how much money someone had.
Downstairs was packed with guests. Men wore tuxedos and the women were dressed to the nines, all except this one in the leather pants. If she wanted attention, she certainly got it. Everyone was eyeing her and she appeared as though she was
