Isabella

My investigation of Em’s bathroom discovered more things lacking than present. Some crucial items were MIA:

Blow dryer.

Curling iron.

Makeup of any kind.

Luckily, I had mascara and lip balm in my purse.

I couldn’t make myself wear someone else’s panties. I also didn’t want to wear the ones from yesterday, the ones lost somewhere to the floor. Pushing my own boundaries a little more, I chose to go commando. After I slipped on the ...