Amateur teen girls flashing in fast food
After a couple of heavy footfalls, the door clicked shut, sealing off the stream of light from the hallway.
Chris surprised me with his parents' plan to fly us both out west for the week to spend the holiday with them. They had moved closer to one of his sisters last winter, and everyone was gathering in Arizona this year.
The timing about the baby was both right and wrong.
At one point, I wondered aloud if we'd have better luck offering up his Naughty List I'd found last year. Chris gasped at me, his hand on his cheek.
Where he'd gone, I had no clue. He hadn't left a note either day.