Poppy, home from work and really tired, lay on her bed, dozing – and dreaming, sexily, of Tony, the...
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Poppy’s mother was so pretty, and her dad was obviously madly in love with her. When Poppy was a...
CHAPTER TWO By the time we got back to the school and had out tea, my girl’s blue cotton...
Her finger slipped inside the knicker elastic round my legs. I looked up...
Part 6: Claudia has some Last Thoughts I knew I was a bitch towards him. He’d probably be sweating...
Part 5: Dan’s Father I looked at the large box with its more than strange content. It had arrived...
The next morning while they were having breakfast, Betsy told Beth she had called a handyman to come over...
The next morning at breakfast Betsy looked over at Beth. Beth had said something the night before that his...
The next morning when Mommy woke him up with a kiss on his cheek, she told him to put...
As a youngster, I grew up very confused. Pressure had been building up in me for some time over...