Although I'm still feeling pretty rough, I managed to make it into Knightsbridge to do a bit of Christmas shopping now. I haven't got too many more to buy, but the epic fail was spending twice as much on myself as I did on presents... oops! I couldn't help it, that lingerie was calling to me!
I know I haven't been able to tell you about any racy rendezvous' lately, but I'm hoping to fit in a couple more clients before Christmas. And I promise I'll share every dirty secret with you.
Be good,
Brooke x
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Come nightingale, tell me the word.
ReplyDeleteThe mountain from which you came is blessed.
The rose burns you, my love burns me.
You are crying, I will also cry.
Thanks.