My Naughty Stepfather
Quickly knotting a towel around my torso, I hurriedly ran, annoyed that someone's calling before I got the chance to dry myself off. The phone rang shrilly and incessantly in theliving room, making me hurry up even more. Once in the living room, only clad in a bath towel that concealed little, I'm thankful that I'm home alone. Gripping the hastily-tied knot in front of my chest, I regret the fact that I didn’t wear a bathrobe instead, seeing as how the towel barely touched my thighs, and it...
Taboo