504 IAN THE HOLIDAY Part 8
504 IAN THE HOLIDAY Part 8 It was an hour later over coffee and a sandwich, the four were sat having come down and collected their thoughts, the rain still splattered the windows, and the world outside seemed to be a collection of assorted greys. May said, “Well now you’ve seen my fantasy set, go on, tell me what a complete whore I am and how your disgusted at me…!” Wendy looked up at May and she said, “Well, it was your fantasy most folk never get that privilege, you were lucky with Ian, most...