Tell A Friend...
Cindy is caught sinning. Politicians discuss weighty matters in the presidential limo.
[[Chapter 9]]
What a day, and oh boy, what a night! [[Cindy]] couldn't wait to tell [[Mercy]] all the juicy details of her date in the morning.
She closed the door to her studio apartment and dead-bolted it, listening to [[Jesse]]'s sure-footed swagger as he walked back to his truck. Even with the window unit AC set to an icy sixty-five degrees she felt hot. And bothered. That was a goodnight [[kiss]] like none she'd ever felt. Almost good enough to invite him in to share her bed, but that was the old [[Cindy]] (or rather, the younger and stupider [[Cindy]]).
She put her back against the cool paint of the door and hugged herself with crossed arms, savoring the pressure on her breasts, closing her eyes as she slid down into a deep squat, remembering how damn good his pecs had felt when he'd lifted her right off her feet instead of leaning down to align their lips.
She had to get out of these clothes. She walked to the foot of her bed, a futon she rarely bothered to fold up, and turned to face the full-length mirror overlooking it. Maybe a first-night [[shag]] was out of the question, but where was the harm in a little private [[fantasy]]? She smiled coyly at her reflection, pretending it was [[Jesse]] smiling expectantly back at her.
You can find the rest of this episode, including e-book formats and a streaming audio version, here: Continued at: Episode 010
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