Maid Elizabeth
August 1936 Jack Reynolds wiped the sweat from his eyes and stepped back. The afternoon was hot and he had been hard at for hours, least ways, it felt like hours. “What’re you doing?” He started at the unexpected voice and turned. The owner of the voice was staring at him quizzically. “Working on my boat. What does it look like?” The girl said nothing but continued to stare. She moved closer and switched her gaze from the boat to Jack. “ How come you’ve got a boat then?” Jack snorted. “She’s a...
Erotic