The life of James Anderson Pt 3
I’m having some trouble deciding where to take this story, feel free to give suggestions on what you would like to happen. As we walked home together, we held hands and every now and again we exchanged cheeky quick kisses and grabs of each others bottoms. We were in a serious dilemma. We knew that we could not be boyfriend and girlfriend as it would be frowned upon by most people, and if we broke up it would cause lots of tension in the family. We both tried to ignore this subject...