Laura walked down the gravel street of the trailer park, heading towards the home of the man who had used her like a toy the week before. It was wrong, she knew. She should have called the cops, but for some reason, she couldn't.
She wanted more.
she brushed her red hair out of her face, and looked at the door. She knew he was home, she heard his truck drive up not to long ago.
She extended one slender arm and knocked on the trailer's gray door.
She wanted more.
she brushed her red hair out of her face, and looked at the door. She knew he was home, she heard his truck drive up not to long ago.
She extended one slender arm and knocked on the trailer's gray door.