Chapter 49 Fuck me, Mr. Locke (5)
- Chantelle
- The next day, I wore the shortest work skirt I owned—a black leather skirt that stopped mid-thigh. I paired it with a black mesh top layered over a very low-cut bralette.
- It was tight and accentuated my curves. Walking down the street, I got plenty of second glances and loud compliments.