Late night screenings Ch 1
I watched as she picked up the remote from the floor and as she did, her t-shirt rode up her back showing her right cleft. I glimpsed twice to see that she didn’t seem to have anything on under her t-shirt. She picked up the remote and wiped it with her t-shirt for some strange reason. I remember feeling how warm the remote was as she handed it to me and could faintly smell a heavy musky aroma coming from the remote. My thoughts rushed at the speed of light through my head asking myself...