Oh my god I cannot forgot all about the plumber coming and had to bring you to my tiny study apartment. Take a seat while we wait and we can chat a bit while I do something constructive. I'll do my laundry... And no you can't help. I can't have you touching my unmentionables now, can I? No, no not my nylons, my satin panties. But it kinda sucks, as this is just a reminder of my break up. Yeah, he broke up with me last week and these are all of the things I've worn for him. I just don't get it. We were SO good together. I knew everything about him and how to get him into just that right mind frame and he still broke up with me. I'm sorry this is probably too much for you... But like, do you think I'm pretty? Here's a hypothetical scenario for you; How do you answer? See, and he also had a fetish, do you know what that is? Well let me explain it to you. Let me tell you all about how I used to tend to my ex-boyfriend's fetish, he had a thing for pantyhosed feet. A little sweaty, a little scented, and he'd worship them. But what about you? Have you even made it passed 1st base? I see the way you're eyeballing my satin panties and lingerie, you like? What if I create your first real intimate moment with a real woman. I'm going to pick you apart, and leave you a changed man. I'm going to help you explore, I'm going to fuel your first fetish orgasm!