Lara had woken up alone the next day, with no sign of Jimmy other than the dried cum stains on her tits and the taste of him in the back of her throat. The money was nowhere to be found. Lara was angry, but too embarassed to search for the boy in the following months.
The mere thought of what she had let him do made her blush spontaneously whenever she thought of it. And also, though she would never admit it, a little aroused.
She just tried to forget all about the incident, and probably would have if she hadn't got a letter six months after she had first met Jimmy. |