Diffused Silhouette of a womans body threw frosted glass

Boiler Room

Marianne pressed her cheek to the tiny window, hoping to glean cold from the winter outside. But it was no use. She was fuming from hundred-something-degree heat and pure rage.

“Some idea!” she yelled at Jason, who’d been the one to suggest a romp in the privacy of the boiler room.

“I was kidding!”

 

Emma Alder.

  • vickey malone Kennedy

    now that’s hot