“I didn’t think it could get any worse,” Diane said. “The day began terribly when my alarm clock failed to sound off and I was late leaving for work.” “Yeah, that sucks,” Lena replied. “I burnt my breakfast. Put too much sugar in my coffee, which made it disgusting.” “Oh, man,” Lena […]
How foolish was it for Andrea to risk the very thing that had saved her from the financial abyss?
She listened intently. Her favorite song was on repeat. Every note. Every nuance. Every lyric. She wanted to consume it all. It wasn’t just the song. Do you want to ride inside my love? Her voice was so melodic. So innocent. The lyrics were drenched in innuendo.