New Neighbor Makes Me her Bitch Pt3
New Neighbor Makes Me her Bitch Pt3 I rang the bell and waited. The door was opened by a girl, no taller than five feet tall. She was a skinny waif of a thing. She was in light blue shorts, bright yellow top… no bra. If her nipples had not been poking into the form filling shirt I would have said she did not need one. But I could almost count her ribs too. “Mom, it’s the neighbor for you.” She turned and walked around the couch and plopped down watching TV. “He’s actually here for you...