*Must have clip* You're a pathetic weak wallet, but you know that's all I see you as- it only turns you on more when I treat you as a currency. Naturally it's my job to empty you, taking what's mine in such an teasingly addictive way you can't help coming back to be used more and more. I've never wore this pastel green dress before, even though it may be longer then I'd usually wear, it sure does hug my curves in a mesmerizing way. But as sexy as the dress is, it doesn't stay on long either- aren't dresses always better on the floor? This slow and agonisingly sensual tease will have you throwing your money at me so hard that your credit score will feel it as you'll want to give me more and more, but you can only send when I say so, I'm going to make you shake before I allow a penny of yours to be mine. You'll ache and twitch uncontrollably when I'm down to lace panties and lace nipple pasties. How empty can I really make my little wallet? Because I'm aiming for the deepest drain yet, even if your bank survived I know your fragile mind won't the intensity will surely crack it right open. I'm taking what I deserve- time to empty you straight into ME.