Iris entered her apartment at the end of her shift feeling as if she were being watched. She hadn’t even met the girls for lunch she was so on edge and then on the subway home, two men followed her, and she couldn’t shake the feeling she saw them before. They weren’t stuck too close to her and followed at a distance, but she was sure she’d known them.
Yet when she reached her street, they disappeared. Putting her bag on the kitchen table she looked around and knew immediately her mother had infiltrated her apartment once again. The place was cleaner than ever. She felt the woman went through it with a fine-tooth comb. She made a face as she considered the woman probably found and threw out her s*x toys. Again.
She walked to her bedroom and looked in her nightstand. Sure enough, it was em
