Sexscapades

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” Mia mumbled as she hurried along the sidewalk, irritated and pissed at herself for forgetting the presentation file she was supposed to turn in today. She must’ve left it on the kitchen counter while trying to make Read More …

Con-vention

Esther was packing her bag with the new clothes her personal shopper had dropped of this morning jeans, shirts…casual wear. That’s what Michael liked for her to wear when they attended these events. Sometimes she even carried a headscarf. She Read More …