Ex Sister Inlaw
Amber stared again at the downpour and wondered if she should just stay home. No. She was close to having enough cash to leave, so she took out the black silk short-shorts, the pink cut off t-shirt that said "The Playful Pussy" and grabbed the knee-high black silk socks and threw them into her backpack. The piece of shit stalled twice, and Amber made a point to count the mailboxes she saw as she drove towards Dallas. At least there seemed to be four or five families living along the drive –...