My Noisy Upstairs Neighbors Part 4: Getting Pimped Out
"Hey bitch," Paul said with his now routine greeting to me standing at my apartment's front door. "Lets talk." And as also routine with him now, Paul just marched passed me like a boss to my bedroom. I closed the front door and joined him there.
"First off, get naked," he demanded.
"Um..what?"... Read full Story