Wash My Load

Aaliyah Love and Pierce Paris are grinding it out at the laundromat, getting their last spin cycle in when Summer Col strolls in with a basket full of dirty clothes. Summer bends to shove things into a washer, and damn if both Aaliyah and Pierce don’t perk up like they just spotted dinner. They lean in and trade looks—clear they’re both hungry for her—and Aaliyah whispers the golden green light: she wants to watch her man work him some Summer. Pierce’s eyebrows shoot up, but he’s game instantly. Aaliyah struts over, gives Summer the sales pitch: “My husband, your attention, if you’re game.” Summer clocks them both, nods like that sounds just fine. Next thing the laundry’s still spinning and Summer’s sliding right up to Pierce, Aaliyah dropping into a front-row seat to watch her husband fold.