Chapter 389
- Philippe
- The store owner’s sons had moved closer. While the older one seemed hypnotised by the thrust of Ria’s full breasts under the T-shirt which clung lovingly to the swell of her youthful body, the other was looking at the Capo in earnest.
- It was the younger son, his face too young for him to be anything more than a boy, who spoke up. “I remember now!” he cried and his father turned to look at him in surprise.