Hiring a French Maid
Freezing rain glistened in the streetlights as it bounced off the ashphalt, Janie shivered in her thin red jacket, she tightened the zipper hiding the lacy black brassiere beneath. “How you doin” he asked. “Quiet, Leroy very quiet,” she replied. “Best give a discount doll, and it’s Mister Jones” her pimp ordered. Her feet hurt, … Read more