Chapter 26: MONITORED

MARILYN’S POV

LATER THAT EVENING…

I glance at the pink, flay-flowered skirt I’m wearing, barely reaching my knee, and adjust my shirt. It’s not like I’m going to a party. I just need to visit the club where I can find a fellow to fuck the shit out of me. I shake my head, feeling my pussy clench at the thought of getting handled by another. Damn, I really can’t wait to get to the club.

I step out of my room slowly and walk through the corridor, admiring the ...