Thricegiving
Rachel checked her coupons and let out a sigh. At least turkey is still cheap. I’ll be eating it until New Years, though. As if the economy wasn’t tough enough, she was still trying to recover from her divorce a year earlier. Fortunately, she hadn’t given in to her ex-husband’s near demands to quit her job. If not for that, she might very well be living in a homeless shelter instead of squeaking by to rent her modest home. She tugged a strand of shoulder-length, dark blonde hair from beneath...
Group Sex