My friend tells me that on the night of his birthday, which happened to have landed in the middle of Fantasy Fest, he was headed for The Chart Room, one of his favorite bars, for a nightcap. It was late in the evening and he was cruising slowly through the crowd of strangely dressed revelers when he bumped right into a body. A young slender female gorgeously sexy body attired in various black leather straps.
“Great costume!” he said, “Where are you from?”
“Thanks! Wisconsin!” She slurred and she fell into his chest and giggled, “You’re cute!”
“It’s my birthday!” he said, beaming, up close.
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My friend tells me that on the night of his birthday, which happened to have landed in the middle of Fantasy Fest, he was headed for The Chart Room, one of his favorite bars, for a nightcap. It was late in the evening and he was cruising slowly through the crowd of strangely dressed revelers when he bumped right into a body. A young slender female gorgeously sexy body attired in various black leather straps.
“Great costume!” he said, “Where are you from?”
“Thanks! Wisconsin!” She slurred and she fell into his chest and giggled, “You’re cute!”
“It’s my birthday!” he said, beaming, up close.
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Those who travel to KW expressly for Fantasy Fest week are not here for cake… personally, like my old pal Monty, cake would do me just fine…
And Zeljka – I would so have preferred the cake !
Hilarious ! If this sort of thing doesn’t happen during Fantasy Fest, then when can it ? xxx
indeed, it’s better than a birthday cake