“Are you having fun, girls?” Daddy said as he walked in as Mommy and I were making out. We looked up at him and giggled, as he sat in an armchair on the front of the bed.”Keep going. Daddy wants to watch you,” he added. Mommy kept kissing me slowly, with her hands exploring my
The Descent Ch. 18
Amanda tapped out a healthy mound of cocaine onto the cheap metal of the toilet paper dispenser in the grungy bathroom of the bowling alley, already noticing how empty her little brown vial had become despite her having filled it before her shift had begun just 5 hours earlier.”Fuck,” she cursed to herself knowing that