Oh deary me...the seduction of the necklace

Something about a fragile necklace on a muscular neck strikes a cord both hot and tender. Confusing me what it is I'm feeling the moment I look to see his shoulder flow into the base of his neck, a beautiful curve of muscles.. Oh deary me, oh deary me... I am one confused little wench...am I. To get turned on by a necklace on a man who shouldn't be on my mind...Oh deary me, oh deary me.... oh what the hell....I'm happy.