Dog-walking part two
Dog walking part two. Yesterday I told you how I came to be my mother’s friend’s dog-walker. Well, I really got to liking the underwear Marie wore, and started to look at my sister’s underwear too, but she wore those…
Dog walking
My story starts when I was young. I was very naive and had only ever kissed a girl in games like ‘kiss-chase’, and they weren’t what you’d call kisses. My mother was very friendly with a couple that owned a…