Flynn was alone in the laundry room finishing loading his clothes in the washer. He popped in a few coins, jiggled the handle and the machine was off and running; not exactly humming, more like chugging and rattling. Regardless, he gave himself a high-fiv...
Molly stepped out of her bathroom wrapped in a towel from the much-needed shower. Her need was too strong and her skin crawled to be touched. The water cascaded down her body, wrapping her in warmth and the solitude needed to allow her fingers to roam. Th...
Flynn grumbled at himself as he ran water over his hand under the kitchen tap. In his completely distracted state this evening, he had reached into the oven to remove the cannelloni, somehow forgetting to wear oven mitts. He only touched the ceramic casse...
“Things seem to be getting bad out there, Jan.” “Yes, they are Jim. The governor is talking that state and countrywide lockdowns could be in place within the next day or so.” “Oh enough,” Molly grumbled, turning off the TV and its constant news coverage...
