Angelique

Angelique was one of those real innocent types. She looked like a deer in the headlights when she came in. I told her to relax and that I wouldnt bite. I asked if she smoked cronic and her eyes lit up. Oh how I love the bonding forces of herb. I told her the old song and dance aboutass instead of cash and thought I was crazy. When I informed her what the average pricefor a room in the middle of the damage will run her the clothes practicaly started to fly off!