“Truth…” Marlena giggled as John’s eyes widened at her response. She rubbed the sole of her foot seductively up her opposite leg as she sat on the couch in front of him. John sat in the middle of the floor… edging closer as he eyed the clock beside him. “You are really trying to make …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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