“More of the same,” he said
. A goddess standing at the foot of their bed, the rain heavy against the roof of the loft they shared.
. Frank tossed his suit jacket across the bed, as he walked by it into the bathroom. "Well Christina, you know why you are here, but you aren't obviously an usual, tell me, how old are you?" Frank questioned as he opened up his fridge grabbing a cold beer
“More of the same,” he said
. A goddess standing at the foot of their bed, the rain heavy against the roof of the loft they shared.
. Frank tossed his suit jacket across the bed, as he walked by it into the bathroom. "Well Christina, you know why you are here, but you aren't obviously an usual, tell me, how old are you?" Frank questioned as he opened up his fridge grabbing a cold beer
“More of the same,” he said
. A goddess standing at the foot of their bed, the rain heavy against the roof of the loft they shared.
. Frank tossed his suit jacket across the bed, as he walked by it into the bathroom. "Well Christina, you know why you are here, but you aren't obviously an usual, tell me, how old are you?" Frank questioned as he opened up his fridge grabbing a cold beer
