It was instinct to grind myself into my attacker’s body, from which an answer was received rather quickly. xxx18 My love letter, I placed behind every other letter, bill, and all that jazz sent through snail mail. Though I hate to admit this to myself, the way others observe and pick me apart with their eyes, I’d guess it means I’m attractive, in some way, shape, or form. The letter was short and written on an off-white parchment. Which is why I chose to keep the authorities out of this. Thus, the lights in the bathroom had either failed…or been turned off. I’d only been wearing a robe, which I undid but didn’t remove. The stiletto knife slipped from position as he ground back, a soft, cooing moan pleading from his throat.
Actors:
Sharon Pink / Wein Lewis
