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Yea! The weekend is here and your Miss Vivian is just back from the casino, a little bit poorer, but still tingling from all the attention Miss Traci and I got at the slot machines tonight. My callers who enjoy sensual domination love to hear stories of our cockteasing adventures, when we go over the river.

You know my dears; it isn’t hard to be the best dressed Woman in a crowd these days. Baggy jeans and sneakers have replaced fashion, and men who fantasize about leg worship, find very little eye-candy to spark their imaginations.

It was with that thought it mind, that we dressed for the evening. I decided our shoes would be the focal point of the evening, and pulled out all the stops. I chose our ensemble with care- the look was simple from neck to knee, with a punch of color that would keep those hungry eyes, just where I wanted them, on our lovely legs.

Oh yes, we had a Wonderful Time, sitting on the tall bar stools, sipping scotch and doing the girlie gossip thing. Putting our heads together with a giggle when another weak leg lover zeroed in on our pumps,  we watched as they slowly gazed up from our slim ankles to our firm calves.  Feeling the whisky and for sure, frisky, we would slip off the stools, bend to smooth out our stockings and allowing an admirer a quick peek of thigh.

Slightly tipsy, and $100 lighter, we were giddy by the time Pimp Daddy brought around the car. Sitting side by side in the back, we whispered and planned the rest of the evening, our lovers unaware that they were in for a little surprise.

You may wonder what was in store for the males of the house, but I won’t tell. Not here I won’t, you’ll have to call and ask sweetly, please Miss Vivian – tell me the rest of the story.