Adult Articles: TAYLOR BOW Taking two steps closer, Kevin's eyes latched on to the same dress Debra had been wearing the day he hypnotically followed her up the school's stairs from behind, coming very close to choking her in a fit of rage for her turning him in for selling drugs a year earlier.
"There it is," Kevin groaned out loud in the cramped room, as he reached for the garment.
Peeling away the other lifeless dresses that were bordering the one he had fixated on, Kevin fondled the silky cotton material for several moments as he inhaled the fragrance of Debra's perfume that permeated everything there, imaging that his high school's computer teacher was standing before him, in that same dress, completely unaware he was there.
