House Slut 34 48 Hours
“Hello?” crackled Jackson’s voice from the intercom. “It’s me.” Tegan said. The door buzzed and she pushed it open, making her way to the elevator. Their apartment had been in a fairly modern building in a new development. The fact that all the blocks and houses had been developed by the one company made the neighbourhood boring and generic but at least it was affordable for the quality. She stood anxiously in the lift clutching her bag in her hands as she rode up to the second floor then...