When sent to fetch a rubber-soled slipper, there’s only one way to move, Jennifer discovers. On hands and knees.
It’s a hot scene but it’s had to leave my blog because it’s published now, and publishers don’t like their stuff to be available for free. I’ll put up a link to where you can buy this very hot text, shortly.
A slipper? Rubber sole? Oh my, I think that’s going to hurt…
Rebel xox
Loving this story! xx
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