บททั้งหมดของ Trades And Orgasms: บทที่ 231 - บทที่ 240

It may be too hot for jeans today. The warmth of the window sill reminds me that the winter time is finally over, it may be time to invest in some clothes to match the changing seasons. I sit on the end of the bed and pull on my shoes as I look at my half finished painting that I started last night.

My friend is about to make maybe one of the biggest decisions in her life, it would be weird not to look at myself and think about how I would feel if the roles were reversed. "Shall we talk about that?" She asks. She told me in the beginning that if I'm not comfortable talking about something then

Rhode 's P.O.V Who the fuck would be calling me at one in the morning? It better not be my aunt Jen again asking for more money. I roll over onto my side and turn on the lamp, illuminating a small amount of my room. The landline plugged into my bed is incessantly ringing, the button mantles 'Front

My old Ramones shirt and a pair of boxers in hand, I open one of the cupboards in the bathroom and pick up a small packet of make up wipes she left behind and quickly hurrying back down the stairs. Thankfully she's still on the couch, and conscious, staring out into the dark London night. I know ho

"It's nice actually, I have a lot more time" I say with a small nod as she places her now empty mug into the sink beside her. "I'm proud of you" Her words wash over me like silk. She's always been on me about scaling back the amount of work I do, scared I'll give myself a heart attack before the ag