Tag Archives: Poolside
Stealing other women’s husbands didn’t quite work out too well for Imogen, so I guess acting like a w*ore in Vegas, is the next best thing. Think of it as a horizontal leap. Pardon the pun.
That’s great, you invite Xerxes here to “stop by” your Grand Opening, pay her gobs of cash and she pretty much rips you off by wearing something you’d expect to see on her mother. Actually, that’s not true, knowing her mother she’d be working the thong bikini for the attention Bruce is obviously not giving her. But you get the point. She’s at a pool party, but she’s not wearing a bathing suit. I’m sure [...]
