She passed by the door yet again. Janelle was always anxious after ordering things online, but she normally didn’t pace. Her impatience had gotten the best of her. What she ordered had been something she’d had her eye on, but she was too scared to pull the trigger. Every time she thought she might so many things got in the way. Too broke. Too paranoid about the packaging. Too whatever. Janelle was not one to invest in sex...