India Summer’s Naughty Lesson in Nylon

My history with Frank…we hadn’t seen each other much for about four months before this all happened. Indian porn I must have been pretty drunk because my brain started going in and out, like being half asleep where you’re kind of aware of things going on, but not really able to speak or participate in anything. I was too tired, sore and had the beginnings of a hangover to fight or to enjoy it or to do anything but just try to hang onto the contents of my stomach. I had taken the panties off earlier in the evening (very sneakily I thought, too), because they were riding up in a really uncomfortable way when I had been bowling. I probably should have said something; maybe it would have scared him. He was right, I was a slut. My history with Frank…we hadn’t seen each other much for about four months before this all happened.