Flat Tire (Complete)
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MatureComplete Sun, Aug 22, 202111m
It really was a rookie mistake. I had willingly let the stranger into my house to make a quick phone call. Her car had broken down outside my house after all and it felt like the right thing to do at the time.
In the beginning hours of the evening on a summer's day, a young man encounters a woman who has a flat tire. He lets her in and allows her to spend the rest of the night in his house.
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