Tin’s Bended #12 by nsbnina

Tin’s Bended #12 by nsbnina # “Oh my. “Alden stood in the doorway staring. Clarissa was scrubbing deep into the corner of the upper cabinet shelf, music blaring, and she hadn’t heard him come in. She stopped, aware of her frayed cut-offs and skimpy tank top, and stretched on the diagonal to get into the...