Benefits Of Being A Samaritan, Part 2
The affairs starts to further
I got up early in the morning. I showered and dressed; I put on my normal work clothes, but I went commando and had nothing on under my pants. I got in the van and headed in Jean’s direction. I didn’t know where she lived, but I had a general idea. Meanwhile, Jean had gotten home the night before, after dropping off her mother, gone straight in the bathroom, gotten undressed and into the shower. Her thoughts kept going ov...