The Whore On The Third Floor – Part 1

I’ve heard the whispers. The whore on the third floor. That’s what my neighbors call me. Forgive my neighbors for their lack of creativity. I mean. Really. And don’t worry that I’ll be offended if you called me that either. I’ve earned it. I have more sex than my womanhood permits me to. So I’m a whore. I sometimes introduce […]