CorruptionChapter 3 Let s Play
When the clock chimed this time, Jenny didn't have to be led to the bedroom. She was resigned to what she had to do. If she felt fear, it was still that fuzzy kind that seemed so removed, the distance welcome. Walking in she saw a man in his early thirties standing there. He looked her up and down in as frank an appraisal as she had ever had in her whole life. Her first reaction was resentment that she had to allow some one to do that to her while she was dressed like she was. His first...