Showering With SisterChapter 8
My laptop was closed, so I just thought Kaylee was finished talking to her boyfriend and that something had happened she was upset about. I figured she wanted to ask me why men did thus-and-such or something like that. Instead, she leaned back in my desk chair and said, “I snooped. I’m sorry. Except I’m not.” “Beg your pardon?” I was a little confused. “The broadband was down for maintenance and I couldn’t use Skype. I snooped and opened some of your private videos,” she said. My heart...