If anyone asked that’s what she would tell them. Under a single sheet, body happily exhausted, Sharon was still at the motel. And still enjoying herself, even after the sex was done. At the moment she was laughing, to the point of tears, trying to keep breathing. “I’m telling the truth.” “You are...
That was the first thing she acknowledged before opening her eyes. Then, when she was staring up at the ceiling, there was a moment of confusion. The ceiling was white and stippled, light up to brilliant proportions due to actual sunlight flooding through a window. Oakley ...
