DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS CHAPTER THREE
DIRTY LITTLE SECRETSBy The Marquis Facade CHAPTER THREE “Say it, Shawn,” she told him. “Tell me I’m fat. It’s okay, I like it because I know I turn you on.” She gawked over the top of her belly to gauge his response…or lack thereof. “What’s wrong, am I squashing you with my big fat ass?” “No,” he blurted suddenly but then said nothing else. No, he wasn’t going to take the initiative any time soon, so obviously it was up to her to remain in control of the game. “Maybe I should squash you...