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Bourbon On The Rocks #132


I thought I heard moaning or wailing toward the bathroom so I eased over to the door and pushed it open.

I could see the outline of Tiffany’s glorious naked body behind the shower curtain. She was soaping herself all over and quietly humming.

She saw someone there with a gun and screamed. She pulled back the curtain just enough to see it was me.

“Jake Randolph! You scared the hell out of me!”

“I’m sorry,” I said, putting my gun away.

“How did you get in here?”

“I… kind of… broke the lock on the door.”

“You did what?”

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