Pepan Has A Preference For Younger Men

I turned my book up and leaned in with a smile. Well, could be worse… For me, at least…” I muttered, digging for the little critter and glancing up at Kelly’s face. You wouldn’t usually notice this sort of stuff; it was all white, with gray lines for body ridges. I’ll send you bag over there.”
“Thank Mrs. Thompson, can I go check on her? I chuckled until I noticed the streak of white lightning shoot right up her skirt and I heard a yelp from Kelly. I can’t seem to figure out how in the hell to indent my paragraphs, so until I can, I’ll just have to deal with all the comments on the atrocity of my stories.