st_fornicate
Sinful Salvation
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Tommy couldn't believe the AC had gone out again. It was the hottest damn part of the summer, and the little window unit that cooled the tiny, 10th-floor studio apartment he shared with his kid sister was on the fritz.
Worse, he wouldn't get a paycheck for another two days, and they were pretty broke til then.
He was already sweating. The sun beat into their apartment. They had a couple fans running, but that did little to beat the heat. He peeled off his shirt and looked over at his eighteen-year-old sister. "Sorry, sis." He wasn't sure exactly what he was apologizing for, but it seemed to be the thing to say at the time.
Even at eight o'clock in the evening, the heat was nearly unbearable. "We got anything cold to drink?" he asked her, using his shirt to wipe the sweat off his brow and muscular chest.
Worse, he wouldn't get a paycheck for another two days, and they were pretty broke til then.
He was already sweating. The sun beat into their apartment. They had a couple fans running, but that did little to beat the heat. He peeled off his shirt and looked over at his eighteen-year-old sister. "Sorry, sis." He wasn't sure exactly what he was apologizing for, but it seemed to be the thing to say at the time.
Even at eight o'clock in the evening, the heat was nearly unbearable. "We got anything cold to drink?" he asked her, using his shirt to wipe the sweat off his brow and muscular chest.