Unlocking My Private Locker: The Raw Shower Release
Sweat drips down my back. Gym done. Tapis roulant beaten. That creep’s eyes on my ass? Ignored. Rush home. Kids first. André’s fever down. Pierre’s angel breath. Relief floods me. Door clicks shut. Bedroom mirror hits me. Naked now. Heavy tits firm. Swimmer shoulders. Flat abs. Muscled thighs. My bush trimmed neat, that little landing…