Chapter 61 - Tickles and torture
“OK, that was a little weird…” Isabel breathed when they had put some distance between them and John’s mother. “I agree,” John glanced over his shoulder. “I have no idea what that was about,” he confessed with a frown. “But never mind… Let me show you my room, it’s on the second floor.” They walked up the stairs, passing a large living room with snug sofas and a giant TV, and John opened a door into a spacious bedroom with a King size bed, a private bathroom, and a walk-in closet. Isabel was pleasantly surprised, John’s room was big enough to be a stand-alone apartment! It even had a little kitchenette, with an espresso machine and a small fridge. She was happy to find her bags on top of the bed cover, immediately feeling at ease. This room was perfect. No need to leave this room.. No
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