Karma walked as fast as she could to her office without trying to attract unnecessary attention. At 9 am in the morning, the office was scanty and not even Donna was in attendance. The warm water felt like heaven and the purple patch felt tender. The pair of blue jeans and blouse that she kept in the cabinet came in hand. Going commando was her only option and even though her kitty felt moist from putting her mind into getting Yang to fire his primary weapon into the air. The hard denim still brushed against her plump lips and walking felt exceptionally sweet.
"Should I call the police and tell them what?:
