Fairway Fantasies: Part XIII
Forced to face Denise and Tommy's secret life in the flesh instead of from behind a hidden camera, Chris is left reeling, broken, and powerless to look away.
I moved cautiously, each step slow and deliberate, but the old stairs still creaked beneath my weight; sharp, familiar betrayals that, on any other day, would’ve given me away instantly. But not today. Denise’s howls poured through the hallway, louder than the floor beneath me, louder than my presence. She wouldn’t hear me. Tommy wouldn’t either. I reached the top of the stairs, the bedroom door just ahead, cracked open w...