Querida

You called her "Grace," because she had everything that I didn't have. She was an angel behind those ruby-stained lips and that enticing smile. She captivated men with a flick of her wrist around their necks along with a simple grind of her hips. With the swell of her hips and the sensual contours of her body, their worlds came crashing down as the money came gushing out on every load. Grace was a blessing in disguise as a woman dressed only in heels, giving her attention to the unsatisfied at night and becoming the woman I can never be.