’ The girls dissolved into giggles and Sian allowed herself a wry smile, tamping down the snakes of doubt. She didn’t care, did she? ‘Drink, any...ne?’ *** ‘Oh, bollocks,’ swore Sian as her tipsy fingers knocked the change off the bar. She steadied herself against a stool and bent over, picking up the coins. Despite being knackered after another eighty-minute match and full of post-match grub, Rob’s body was still on sexual high-alert. The sight of Sian’s curvy jean-clad arse wiggling as he. Her mind was a jumble of fuck-me choruses and her lips felt the need of cock, but she wondered who would come in when the shop was closed.“Oh, sorry, I got a message to come here, I thought —” she recognized the voice of her boyfriend.“Yes, lad, come here, I wanted to speak with you a moment.”She heard his footsteps approach the front of the register, until they were only two feet front where she kneeled on the hard wooden floor in front of Mr. Basilton. Paralyzed with fear, she knelt frozen in. More

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