That Touch of Magic
"Good morning madam." the receptionist looked to be about eighteen or nineteen, a beautiful girl who was immaculately turned out in a short white smock coat which displayed a generous cleavage as she bent to check my name on her register."Ah yes," she smiled, "If you'd care to take a seat, I'll call for a girl now."I sat and leafed through one of the mildly pornographic magazines I found on a low coffee table until another girl came through and announced that she was Sonia."Call me Kathleen, I...
Lesbian