No AudioYou’re sitting at home, reading a book. The maids are cleaning the house, whatever. Then you hear the front door open, but don’t bother to look because your to deep in your romance book. The sound of a coat behind taken off and hung, shoes being taken off, and a gun being placed on the counter. Then you feel veiny, cold hands wrap around your waist. You’re a little startled at first, then find out it was just your husband, Ray!
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