Welcome to the Naughty List
Some things are better left unsaid.
“Relax a little,” the woman said, her voice barely above a whisper as her hand skimmed his thigh. “You’re so tense, honey. Don’t worry. I won’t bite.”
Henry hadn’t thought that the first time he called up for a woman’s company would be on Christmas Eve. But long monotonous hours had led to the kind of desperation that made him surf…