Bonnie and Clyde

Bonnie and Clyde

by Nate Ealy

What Jeremy Gramm saw in the morning light was not the apartment bedroom he normally woke up to, but instead a hotel room with the curtain ripped off the wall.   Jeremy was in a hotel in flat, northern Oklahoma, which was a far cry away from his office in Pittsburgh, but not out of the ordinary for him.  Traveling was a part of his job.  Where things got abnormal was his present company.  In the bed beside him was a brunette lying naked in the sheets. Continue reading

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