Hot Young Thing Part 8 The End
Hot Young Thing – Part 8 – The End When I awoke, the house was as quiet as a cemetery. I found Uncle Clyde at the kitchen table, hunched over his coffee cup. He looked despondent. When I asked him if he was okay, he looked up at me slowly, and motioned for me to sit down. He told me he got a call from my mom early in the morning. She was excited to report that she had landed a prime job, as a legal assistant in one of the top law firms in city. That sounded like good news to me, but then my...