Top Adult Blog: BUS STOP WHORES touring the empty house, checking for anything left behind, Kaylie went into the bathroom and splashed her face with cool water. She looked in the mirror and reached for a towel. Surprised to find only thin air, she chuckled to herself. Of course, everything was gone. She ran her fingers through her auburn hair, trying to give it a less wild look and with a final sigh, left the house.
On the short drive to her new bungalow, she thought back to the afternoon. The mover, Jordan, who¡¦s time and attention had been diverted by her, who had fucked her and laughed with her, whom she had never met before. He was now waiting for her in her new sanctuary, unloading boxes and furnishings. How was she going to face him?
Kaylie parked on the street outside the small, neatly manicured white home. She smiled to think she was finally ¡§home.¡¨ She had saved for many years, had worked hard to reestablish her credit rating after the damage her ex husband had caused and was finally seeing the fruition of her dream. She walked slowly up the walk and almost lifted a hand to knock. Again, she giggled to herself.
