Santa Baby

Santa baby, just slip a sable under the tree, for me
Been an awful good girl
Santa baby so hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa baby, a '54 convertible too, light blue,
I'll wait up for you dear
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Think of all the fun I've missed,
Think of all the fellows that I haven't kissed

Next year I could be just as good
If you check off my christmas list

Santa baby, I want a yacht and really thats not a lot
Been an angel all year
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa honey, one little thing I really need, the deed
To a platinum mine,
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

Santa cutie, and fill my stocking with a duplex and cheques,
Sign your x on the line
Santa cutie, and hurry down the chimney tonight

Come and trim my chirstmas tree,
With some decorations bought at Tiffany's
I really do believe in you,
Let's see if you believe in me

Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring,
I don't mean on the phone,
Santa baby, so hurry down the chimney tonight

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

Making it Public

Well... I'm going to be opening this blog up to everyone this week. That's right! I'm actually posting this outside the protected area of my site. I'm getting bold, and adventurous. Roar! LOL

I'm kind of curious as to how the feedback will be. There are some "Drafts" that I haven't enabled as posts yet, from past months. I'll have to go through, and enable all my posts so that you can see them... But that's on the "To Do" list.

So.. welcome to my blog. LOL

This is pretty much my little space to either type out what's going on in my life, on my site, or just... ramble. And I do a bit of it. I try to keep you updated on all the latest. Sometimes I get a bit goofy, or share some of the things that touch me. Of course, I do my share of joking around, and taking the little bloggy quizzes. It's all about having fun, and being myself.

For the most part, I don't plan on getting TOO erotic/explicit here. Although, I can't make any promises about innuendo, or ... alluding to what happens in my bed. LOL But, for the most part, this is just a place for you to get to know me all over again.

Send me an email. Leave a comment. I'd love to hear some feedback if you're reading this. If you've got an idea, a request, or any questions, I'll get to my emails. (As quickly as possible.. LOL.. you know how I am with my emails.) But you can always leave comments here on my blog.

XOXOXO

Betty

Holiday Madness

I know a lot of you are getting busier with the holidays. I just wanted to drop a note... Let you know I'll be here when the holiday madness settles. *giggle*

I wanted to respond to some of my emails... I don't have a "wishlist" like others. I actually love the whole shopping for sexy lingerie, and trying it on. I always adore Victoria Secrets. I have so much fun playing dress up for you, and being your online fantasy girlfriend. That's why I like the shopping part... I get to surprise you with my new silky stockings.. or my new nighty... It just wouldn't do if you knew what to expect next. LOL

So... relax.. Be safe this season.. Enjoy the holidays... and I'll be seeing you online... I'm here, in pictures, waiting for you.

Kisses,

Betty

No coal for me!

You Were Nice This Year

You Were 25% Naughty, 75% Nice Okay, so you weren't *entirely* nice this year But Santa doesn't expect a modern girl to be perfect You were good enough - and you'll be rewarded for it

Were You a Naughty Girl or Nice Girl this Year?

But Officer... how fast was I going?

So... tonight's drive home from work was... interesting... Did you know that they frown on speeders? Especially if you don't see the markings on their cruiser, and you fly past them doing ten... err.. fifteen... or so over?

I was in a hurry. I didn't see the cop. I was keeping up with traffic. The crowd just happened to be waaaayyy ahead of me. So.. I've got my windows down, heat kicking, radio going... and bam. Disco lights behind me. Wha?? I don't recall requesting mood lighting for my tunes. Grrrrrr.

I pull over. Wait for the officer to walk to my window. I can see him in my mirror getting out of his car. He's tall. Good looking. Definitely older, but solid.. tanned. I'm thinking to myself... Wow, he'd be even sexier if he wasn't pulling me over. He comes up, looks down, and asks the inevitable: "Do you know why I pulled you over?" I knew. I didn't realize I'd been going that fast, but I knew. I said as much. He asked for my paperwork, driver's license, all that fun stuff. I leaned over to the passenger seat, pulled it out, handed it over. The officer looks at my driver's license, looks at me, compares. I tried to smile, and said "Well, I wasn't pulled over when it was taken, it's why the smile's better". Finally, he cracked a smile. But he still stood there. He informed me, sternly, how speeding was a dangerous way to drive. After a few moments, he walks back to the cruiser, and does his thing. I'm sitting in my car just waiting, just knowing that I'm going to get some huge ticket for driving like a dork right in front of a cop...

So.. He comes back to my window. Again, I watch him walking.. Damn. He was hot. But, he's also got my license, my registration and insurance... and the ability to make me pay how ever much a speeding ticket costs these days.. Not good.. Not good! I smile again, as he hands back my stuff. I lean back over, and put it back in my purse. And then he started giving the lecture. I was looking up at him, as he explained how he was going to let me go.. How speeding endangered not only my life, but the lives of everyone else on the road. He was right. I should have been paying more attention to the spedometer. After about five minutes, he again tells me that he's not going to ticket me. I thank him profusely. He'd been polite, but firm, and seemed to just keep talking. But, eventually, he bid me a good night. Told me to drive safely, and he walked back to his cruiser.

I started the ignition, and turned on my blinker to get back into traffic... And happened to look down. It never dawned on my that leaning over to grab my stuff out of my purse had moved my skirt up on my legs. Instead of my skirt demurely covering the tops of my stockings and garters... It was scrunched up almost to my panties. And to top it all off, the top button of my blouse was undone. The officer had had a clear view of my cleavage being boosted up by my pink satin bra! The entire time he was lecturing me, he'd been staring right down into my boobs, and checking out my thighs with their stockings and straps of my garters. No wonder he let me off without a ticket! At least he'd been a hottie...

I must have been grinning... and blushing... as I drove off... At a safe and legal speed of course.


XOXOXO

Betty