Tales. Stories

Jolene turned the key and unlocked her front door. She was still glowing from her latest rendezvous. Paying no attention to her surroundings, she walked through the door and pushed it closed behind her. She began thinking about what she'd prepare for dinner as she walked down the hallway. Halfway down the hall, she unzipped her dress, oblivious to the presence of a visitor. Suddenly she felt a hand around her neck from be...