Chapter 34 Th3 Fuck?
- As evening drew close,
- Becca’s attention shifted from the magazine in her hands to the door after hearing a knock, she sighed lowly as she closed the magazine in her hands and laid it on the table before she rose from her bed and walked to the door.
- “Who is it?” she asked as she pushed the slide wooden doors open to see it was a maid standing before her with a dress in her hand.