Yes, she really was where she wanted to be. The flood gates of her sexual desire burst open once again
. After that, there would be no escaping the fact that she had wanted it as much as the caretaker did and she would never be able to face herself or her husband again.
. "Know any hit-men?" She forced a nervous laugh, but a part of her, somewhere deep within actually contemplated this fact. Rising up on her toes, she glanced through the peep-hole with one hand on the doorknob
.
7 seconds.
.
Yes, she really was where she wanted to be. The flood gates of her sexual desire burst open once again
. After that, there would be no escaping the fact that she had wanted it as much as the caretaker did and she would never be able to face herself or her husband again.
. "Know any hit-men?" She forced a nervous laugh, but a part of her, somewhere deep within actually contemplated this fact. Rising up on her toes, she glanced through the peep-hole with one hand on the doorknob
.
7 seconds.
.
Yes, she really was where she wanted to be. The flood gates of her sexual desire burst open once again
. After that, there would be no escaping the fact that she had wanted it as much as the caretaker did and she would never be able to face herself or her husband again.
. "Know any hit-men?" She forced a nervous laugh, but a part of her, somewhere deep within actually contemplated this fact. Rising up on her toes, she glanced through the peep-hole with one hand on the doorknob
.
7 seconds.
.
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