You call me a tease do you? Well, I am the worst kind of tease around. A leather tease. You know how to play, guess the number of layers of leather I am wearing. Piece by piece I rub and adore my leather and listen to the different sounds each pieces make. I smell them and revel in the layers of fragrance each piece omits. I must admit that all this leather gets just too hot to manage so I must take it off. Piece, by piece I reveal my leather layers and you best keep track while you count. Was your guess even close to being right? Clearly, you've never seen another leather lover as committed as I.
