L Is for Laundromat
Linda scrounged around the bathroom and bedroom of her tiny apartment looking for soiled clothes, bed linen and towels she might wash. It was 2 a.m. Linda was not a fanatical clean-freak, or a wanna-wash-washer woman, nor was she fond of doing chores in the middle of the night. What Linda was, however, was a devoted dare-devil, a desperate taker and giver of dares. The 19 year old medical secretary had been taking and giving dares in person and on-line for years, ever since she was a high...