Sins of the Ancestor part 4
Sins of the Ancestor: part 4 Rain woke me. Big, fat drops of decidedly rude water, splatting on my window. I blinked away sleep and peered about in confusion. The faint shift of my tits as I rolled made sure I knew the change hadn't been a dream. Thanks, tits. My room had gotten darker while I slept. I don't mean a small amount, like the clouds had come over. I meant as in I'd slept for hours. Crap. I shoved off the duvet and sat up. It was nearly seven in the evening, I'd slept for...