Nikita
I stood in front of the building that matched the address on my phone. If five had been in stead of the dead lizard on the address number, then it was indeed a match.
I walked up the small brown steps that led to the main door and hit the door bell, waiting for a response.
It took the third trial to get someone from inside the building to open the door. The woman in front of me looked like she was in her middle thirties. Her lace shorts were transparent, giving me a view of her white g-string.
She had on a matching lace bra that showed off her huge n*****s. She blew a bubble from the gum she was chewing and let it pop. "Who are you?" She asked, throwing a nasty look at me.
"Hi, I'm Nikita." I faked a grin, trying to get her a good first impression.
Her eyes moved to scan me fr
