Club Voyeur Series (4 Books in 1)
But talk was all I had at this point.
I surveyed the bathroom as I tried to get a handful of toilet paper to wipe myself. There was no cabinet, just a sink, toilet and bathtub. The tub held all manner of nasty things. Dead bugs, dirt and grime clinging to the once white porcelan. Someone had cleaned the toilet, somewhat, thank God, because I couldn't hover over it like I wanted to. My balance was awkward with my hands tied. I finished my business and flushed. I turned on the sink to wash my hands and again wondered what would happen next.