I brush my hair again. He's always liked blondes. And nicely waxed legs. He'll appreciate the effort I've gone to. Not too much make-up - he doesn't like it. Jealous of the way other men look at me. He should know he's the only man for me.
Jewellery: just the chain he bought for my birthday. Where are my heels? Under the bed. I'll be back here later, kicking them off as he kisses me. But for now, I put them on.
Gotta go. One last mirror check. Hmmm... should've shaved. He likes his men clean shaven. Never mind, he'll understand...
