All I wanted was backstage passes to this band me and my friends were going to see. I mean is that asking so much? Begging didn’t do much, pouting seemed to annoy this older and very rich, powerful man sitting behind his fancy desk. I realized that I would have to take much more drastic measures to ensure that I get my way with him. I stood up and took off my long trench coat letting it fall right to the floor. His eyes just about popped right out of his head when he saw me standing there in my naughty, teasing lingerie.
“Perhaps you need a closer look.” I crawled up on his desk like a hot little fuck minx ready to pounce on his hard dick. Suddenly the atmosphere changed completely and Mr. Rich and powerful was handing me over pass after backstage pass.
Hmmmm funny how the little things you do can make such a BIG difference in life right? Bratty Teen Bree always gets her way!!!! :p
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