Here’s a piss poor picture of herself that Stacee Skye took this past Thursday night. I sent her dressed like this to the back porch with a couple of vibrators going full blast, and told her to wait for me to call her back in.
The last I saw her, she was trying to hide from the neighbors. (Apparently they needed all of the lights on and the entire family to try to find their dog who had come up missing.) After the nights she had put me through (more on that later), I figured she be smart enough to come in eventually.
Then again, maybe not. She did take this picture. Maybe she’s still on the deck.