| Author: | Isobel Garnett | ISBN: | 9781301864041 |
| Publisher: | Isobel Garnett | Publication: | July 13, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Isobel Garnett |
| ISBN: | 9781301864041 |
| Publisher: | Isobel Garnett |
| Publication: | July 13, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Charlotte inspected the assorted knick-knacks her new classmates had elected to bring to the Academy. Photos of good looking-men (either brothers or boyfriends), hairbrushes and make-up kits took up most of the table space, but one object caught Charlotte’s eye. Nestled amongst a pile of hair ties and a framed photo of a handsome man stood a strange looking statue, and Charlotte moved closer to see what exactly it was. From a distance she’d thought it was perhaps a religious or tribal statue but it didn’t seem to have enough detail to be anything like that…
A blush rose in the teen’s cheeks as she realised what she was looking at. It wasn’t a statue – it was a dildo! And it was huge!
Backing away from the nightstand, Charlotte quickly looked around the dormitory to ensure nobody had seen her. She was still alone in the room. What sort of girl would bring a dildo to a finishing school, let alone display it proudly on her bedside table in a room she shared with three others? Was she planning on using it at night while everyone was in bed?
Charlotte’s blush intensified, and she abruptly turned and went into the bathroom. Locking the door behind her she leaned against it for a second, her cheeks still flushed red. The shock and confusion of finding the dildo had given way to arousal, and Charlotte was surprised to find herself fantasising about the dildo’s owner. She wondered if she would hear her squeaks of pleasure that night when the lights were out. She briefly imagined joining in.
Charlotte inspected the assorted knick-knacks her new classmates had elected to bring to the Academy. Photos of good looking-men (either brothers or boyfriends), hairbrushes and make-up kits took up most of the table space, but one object caught Charlotte’s eye. Nestled amongst a pile of hair ties and a framed photo of a handsome man stood a strange looking statue, and Charlotte moved closer to see what exactly it was. From a distance she’d thought it was perhaps a religious or tribal statue but it didn’t seem to have enough detail to be anything like that…
A blush rose in the teen’s cheeks as she realised what she was looking at. It wasn’t a statue – it was a dildo! And it was huge!
Backing away from the nightstand, Charlotte quickly looked around the dormitory to ensure nobody had seen her. She was still alone in the room. What sort of girl would bring a dildo to a finishing school, let alone display it proudly on her bedside table in a room she shared with three others? Was she planning on using it at night while everyone was in bed?
Charlotte’s blush intensified, and she abruptly turned and went into the bathroom. Locking the door behind her she leaned against it for a second, her cheeks still flushed red. The shock and confusion of finding the dildo had given way to arousal, and Charlotte was surprised to find herself fantasising about the dildo’s owner. She wondered if she would hear her squeaks of pleasure that night when the lights were out. She briefly imagined joining in.
