Chapter 95 Naughty Night {3}

"Wear this," she fidgeted, throwing a wig at me.

"A wig?" I blanched, displeased by the idea as I stared down at the length of it.

Another bang on the door.

"See? She isn't using the door bell which she uses all the time. Someone must have pissed her off - she acts like a meniac sometimes. Please...

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