Lydia had no idea. She stood in front of her closet dressed in a robe, her skin still damp from her shower. She had casual clothes that worked for a casual lunch at a club, but not a circus. “I don’t know what to wear,” Lydia said with a sigh. Maya ...
She felt warm heat color her cheeks. Last night had been so intense she still felt the resonating orgasms that had consumed her. Not until they’d finally sought their bed, curled in each other’s arms, did she remember he hadn’t used a condom. She hadn’t been on the pill since leaving Sam. Not tha...
She sat for a moment deep breathing, trying to get up the courage to pick up her last paycheck all while avoiding Mitzi’s two daughters. Mitzi was only in her early seventies, and there was still a lot of life in her. Mitzi hadn’t wanted to retire, but she’d had a ministro...