"Hey, have you got a minute?" my sister asks, leaning against the doorframe of Tracy's apartment.
God knows what the mailman is thinking when his head turns in the direction of the sound. Susan is wearing one of Tracy's sexy kimonos. The lavender satin material hangs open across her breasts, displaying her ample cleavage and barely hiding her n*****s. Tied with a pink ribbon around her waist it overlaps at her stomach and stops just below her bald p***y.
His mouth hangs open as his eyes travel the length of her body until they finally rest on her face where she's wearing the sexiest come hither smile he's ever seen.
"Can I as you a question?" Susan flirts.
"Uh... yeah... sure," he stutters, stumbling as he turns around to walk back towards her. "Anything," he adds, steadying his stride
