My Wishlist

I'm taking my mate to Paris to visit the yearly week of fashion.

She loves beautiful exotic clothes and I love to spoil her. During the five years we've been together, she's bought herself almost nothing with the credit card I gave her. All lingerie and other clothing are what we have selected together.

But I do notice that she spends money in Victoria's Secrets shops, but the amounts are more like small items she buys. And she also likes to shop for groceries at Walmart, always the same amount every month. As if she is purchasing the same items every month, never going out of her budget. I once told her not to be so frugal, we have enough money to feed an entire army. She laughed heartily at my remark, promised to keep me to my word. She probably plans to give me a lot of pups, I'm so ready for that, pups with my mate.

We are now in the VIP lounge, examining what the catwalk has to offer us. There are a few designs I would like to see her in, but I notice her getting startled every t