It started innocently enough—just a knock on my door around 6:30 p.m. on a Friday night. “Hey, Kira,”…
I was just another bored teenager, spending my summer babysitting for extra cash. But things got a lot…
The second time felt different. The first was a blur of guilt and adrenaline, a mistake I swore…
I stand at the top of the stairs, my heart pounding with anticipation. I’m wearing my sexiest lingerie,…