Tiana s Hot Need
Tiana had gotten up early and showered. She was still getting used to all the changes that came with moving halfway across the country to live with her father so she was still waking up at odd hours. The pretty, brunette fourteen-year-old had already dried her hair and put on a dark blue cropped T shirt, along with a clingy pair of stretch-denim short-shorts and white sneakers. Now she was playing with the new phone her father gave her, experimenting with taking selfies in her mirror. She was...