MY DIRTY ROOM — Jack Miller

The sinner's journey begins.I know how to handle business during the hockey season. I play rough, and occasionally I take the gloves off. I've also developed the skills to deal with those same fools off the ice; I go close to their wives in an unprotected and rough way. And on occasion, if you know what I mean, I might manage to sneak one past the goalie.But things weren't always that way. All of it started with Brad. The collegiate hockey star believed that he was superior to the rest of the squad and that he was far superior to me.So, when we were made to share a room, it was a horrible turn of events. But when his fiancee joined him, fate turned out to be much more harsh. True to the Southern belle ideal, Scarlett. She appeared to be all prim and decent in public, but I could hear her talking to Brad in the bedroom, so I knew she had a secret. And when her boyfriend had to spend some time in the hospital, she made sure to show me her evil side.It was expected that there would be temptations when one was left alone with a southern beauty. What was a guy to do when she started walking about in her bra and underwear?