First Class Indulgence - Part 3.1
Added 2025-03-01 03:00:07 +0000 UTCSomething wasn’t right.
Regina stood in front of her seat, hands smoothing over her dress, feeling the resistance in the fabric. The way it clung, stretched, fought against her.
It had fit fine before. She was sure of it.
Her tongue ran over her lips, still tasting the remnants of her last indulgence.
It had to be the dress. The material must have shrunk.
Yes. That made sense.
Didn’t it?
