Fictional Fantasies

‘I literally can’t remember the last time I got laid,’ joked Luke, rubbing a hand across his blond stubbly chin. ‘Probably a charity shag on Valentines Day.’ ‘Huh! Join the club!’ Meg grimaced. ‘It’s probably been nearer a year for me.’ Liar, she thought to herself, guiltily picking at her nail varnish. You can treble that estimate. ‘Yeah, but Meg, I live in the same house as Beth. Sleep

Powered by WPeMatico