“Get on your knees, you slut. Xxx —
Post-lesson and, with lunchtime’s welcome arrival, Chloe was relieved to get away from the school. How many times had those words plagued her today? In turn Kevin moved to block the way. “Tell me what you are.”
Chloe couldn’t help herself. “I’m a dirty cock craving tramp,” she admitted breathlessly. Chloe felt a shiver caress her spine, letting the cock slip from her mouth. Her mouth fell agape as she was presented not with the odious Kevin but with her lover Jack, clasping a bottle of wine and a crooked smile. Chloe followed, stopping when she espied the envelope on the hall floor. But no, she’d compounded things by destroying Kevin’s phone and then trying to break into his parent’s house.




















