That’s the letter they posted through my door yesterday morning whilst I’d gone jogging. XXX The bright blue pools of her eyes are framed in long almost invisible blonde lashes that match her strawberry curls. TIMES UP! I can make out each one of them, hands around their long thick looking cocks, all aimed at her exposed chest and breasts. That would explain the need for me to look half way presentable. Any teenage girl would. I’m only certain it’s Maize because of her strawberry blonde curls which are now in a matted halo around her currently invisible face. 12HRS. “I didn’t want to do this you know.” I try to explain myself, I don’t know why, guilt? Nothing. It’s not like I’d be much use to him now!
