Ms. Fire handed me a leopard mask

as I reached for it,

fantasies tickled my fingertips.

I pulled the straps

around my head

under my ponytail

and looked into the mirror,

“Ooohhh weeee, I love it!”

Ms. Fire smiled

then poured dressing in a bowl

next to the appetizer tray.

She slid a celery stalk into her mouth,

leaving a pearly drop of chipotle ranch

on her pink glossy lips.

“You might want to wipe your mouth

before your guests arrive

or they’ll think we’ve started the party

without them.”

Ms. Fire licked her lips

mesmerizing me momentarily

I caught myself staring,

standing motionless,

with my hand gripping

a purple glass, G-Spot massager,

my newest toy in the Shameless collection

Right then, I was tempted

to touch Ms. Fire

with its tip

And then the doorbell chimed,

“Ding dong!”