Private Locker Confession: Ravaging Fiona’s Mom at 3 AM
Here in my private locker, this one’s chained tight. But tonight, adrenaline surges. I snap the lock. Spill the raw truth. No holding back. 3 AM. Party drags. Booze wrecked everyone but me. Designated for Fiona, my lifelong buddy. 19, separate colleges, weekend glue. Her folks trust me like kin. Picked her up, vowed safe…