Chapter 9

• Terry turned her head slightly and then looked at the small clock on the fireplace before grinning "And you don't care who it is?" she asked watching me shake my head and then say "Honestly no, I just want to be able to know within myself that I have..broken my duck. if you know what I mean" I added watching her laugh and then nod.
• "Good, then get your clothes off," Terry said as I watched her lift the bottom of her jumper and then pull her jumper over her head as my eyes fixed on the white bra that held her medium-sized breasts firmly in place. Suddenly the shock of what she meant hit home.
• "Terry, what are you doing?" I asked, with the shock etched on my face.