I see those hungry eyes staring at my long, nylon-wrapped sexy legs... at the way my glossy heels dangle, teasing you with every little swing. Poor boy, always imagining things you’ll never get. You’ve been such a bad boy — always thinking you deserve more than you’re allowed. But no, darling. Mommy says no. You’ll sit there, quiet, watching these endless legs cross and uncross just for me, and you’ll remember your place. Maybe... if you behave, I’ll let you admire them a little closer next time. But not today...