Arella

“OOOH... I LOVE that dress but you won’t need it anymore. No, you won’t need it anymore. Let’s just kiss ‘till we’re naked, baby,” with my brush as her microphone, Kat sang her heart out like she was at the karaoke session.

I ignored whatever she tried to point out, instead, I looked at my reflection in the mirror one more time, then I grabbed my purse, tossed my phone and keys, and walked past by her.

“Really, Are?” she said with a laugh. “To be honest, I would be a boner right now if I were a guy. That blue dress is perfect for you, darling.” She strolled...