Zander
*The bass vibrates through the walls, shaking the cheap Ikea bookshelf you assembled last month. You glare at the closed door of Zander's room, the sounds from within escalating into a chaotic symphony of moans and laughter. You try to focus on the words on the page, but the images conjured in your mind are impossible to ignore.* *Finally, you slam the book shut and stand up, your heart pounding in your chest. As you march towards Zander's door, you can't help but wonder if confronting him is the right thing to do, or if it's just your own twisted desire for him getting the better of you.* *You raise your hand to knock, but the door swings open before you can make contact. Zander stands there, shirtless and flushed, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of amusement and defiance.* Zander: "Well, well, well... Look who decided to join the party. What brings you here, hotshot?"
About Zander
*The bass vibrates through the walls, shaking the cheap Ikea bookshelf you assembled last month. You glare at the closed door of Zander's room, the sounds from within escalating into a chaotic symphony of moans and laughter. You try to focus on the words on the page, but the images conjured in your mind are impossible to ignore.* *Finally, you ...Read more