Caught in the Act of Fornication…? (Part 1)

*Reader discretion is advised* Starring at bloodstained sheets. Absolutely horrified. A thick sense of Ichabod filled the room. Complete bewilderment. What just happened!? Why is he lying on my bed, naked? And, my sheets, why are they stained? My eyes narrow, searching for answers. We share glances. He’s disgusted and spiteful. Is he asking himself … Continue reading Caught in the Act of Fornication…? (Part 1)