Chapter 9
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What's next?
A knock on the door
Anna heard a knock on her door, and panicked, grabbing her underwear, and hastily stuffing her penis into it.
"Who is it?" she called, buying time.
The response was a muffled "Police."
Shit! She pulled her shirt down a little, so it covered her crotch. Good enough, she didn't have time to put on her pants, if it was the police. They must have gotten her text after all.
She took her phone, just in case, and walked to the door, and opened it.
Who does she see?
