She was exhausted and parts of her ached in all new, surprising ways. But we’ll talk about it before I commit.” Zoe shrugged as she finished drying off and pulled on a tight cropped t-shirt that barely covered her nipples, leaving plenty of underboob, and a pair of tiny shorts. “You’ve been blowing up.” Sam commented. So far the various torments had, however loosely, been associated with the alleged sins. “No, but soon. She dropped the mask to the floor and sank slowly to her knees. She had committed fully and hid behind a pretence of innocence. It felt easy to admit that to Zoe, considering her side gig. Sam drove, occasionally peppering the silence with questions about whether she enjoyed herself and how she was feeling, but Tegan’s attention was mostly on her phone. When that forty-eight hours ends, you will have completed the final challenge.”
“You want us to hook up with an ex?
