projected on the back of the door bettie colors into an image of riding crop stilleto heels corset black fishnet stockings against the naughty naughty girl who maybe argued about who knows what yet nevertheless progresses to a tickling then a little paddling of her butt with such an expression on bettie's face signifying knowledge that the girl's flesh is all that and so lusciously part of her spirit so bettie grins and winks to klaw because we are all full of shit
go on so hold tightly our body we can never own
