Emily's Kitchen Fantasies: I Cook the Food, and You Cook Me...
Just whipped up something spicy in the kitchen, and no, I’m not talking about the pasta. I’m sprawled out on the counter, college sluts style, waiting for you to take a bite. My apron’s the only thing I’m wearing, and it’s already covered in more than just flour. Think you can handle the heat, or will you just watch me simmer? Check out more of my wild side at Emily’s page, where I serve up more than just dinner.
