Shower Spy Slut: Part One
Sexually frustrated, spying on my boyfriend's friends, trying to get laid, leads to naughtiness
Like furious Valkyrie, the storms rolled in on the eve of the weekend. While neighboring states were pummeled into submission, I was totally unaware, oblivious to the tempest of death that obliterated the central and western portions of my home state. That’s because I was likewise being pummeled into submission. North of us was complete disaster; to the west was utter devastation. The tornadoes rushed southward, leveling...