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had left it, other
than two large parcels that lay on the bed. Both were wrapped in
paper, one a pale pink, and the other in matte-black.
Passing Sophie the pink one, Ian had his first chance to speak to her
privately since had met Tina. "What do you make of 's Sophie?"
"She's amazing!" replied the fifteen year old. "And I thought I was
kinky! I'll do anything tells me to you know. Really..."
"Me too" said Ian. "And she's got those pictures of mine, so I haven't
really got a hell of a lot of choice. By the way, I love your story."
"Aww, thanks Ian babes! I'm glad you like it. Do you want me to tell
you some more while she's away? Tina would never know."
Ian thought about this, but wanted desperately to screw the brains out
of one of the girls, and this seemed the best opportunity he'd have.
"Can't I just fuck you Sophie?" he asked. "Not yet. Let's get changed,
then see how much time we've got. Are you going to give me some
privacy?"
Ian was slightly take aback by this show of modesty, but willing to
let 's have things 's own way. "OK - I'll go to my room." Carrying
his parcel with him, he approached his door, seeing a new note pasted
on it. "Your present's in your sister's bedroom. Love Tina xxx".
He walked into his bedroom and decided to open the parcel first.
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