THE HORNY FAMILY

KIMBERLY

I stood stiffly in the dimly lit toilet of the club, pressing my back against the tiled wall, trying to breathe through the chaos I could still hear from outside. The bass from the speakers pounded through the floor, the smell of sweat, alcohol, and perfume filled the air.

I looked down at myself again, dragging the edge of my gown… if you could even call it that. The hem barely reached past my ass, and the neckline was low enough to make me keep folding my arms ...