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"Come in Melinda" Sophie spoke loudly. She knew from the knock it wasn't her father.
She sat cross legged on her large iron bed, a black Gothic affair, with a large pictorial 'How To give Massages' book open. Her room was tidy in parts, and a mess in other areas covering her knees and thighs, her torso was covered ina bright blue crop top, with 'Nike' across the front. Her pierced navel was clearly on show. One one foot post of the bed were a couple of lacy silk bras hanging, whilst from the head posts two silk strands.
On her bed side table was both a pack of oral contraceptives as well as a box of 12 extra sensitive condoms, clearly opened; next to which were a pair of pink fluffy handcuffs, the type given to brides to be on their hen-night.
On the wardrobe was two sets of her Waitrose uniform, and along one wall were several pairs of knee high boots, some flat, others had block heels or even a couple of stilettos heels.
On the floor was a mixture of clothing and footwear. Overall there was nothing specifically out of place, until you look at a corner bookshelf close to the window; there lay a couple of riding crops; but no other obvious signs of riding attire or accessories...
"Come in Melinda" Sophie spoke loudly. She knew from the knock it wasn't her father.
She sat cross legged on her large iron bed, a black Gothic affair, with a large pictorial 'How To give Massages' book open. Her room was tidy in parts, and a mess in other areas covering her knees and thighs, her torso was covered ina bright blue crop top, with 'Nike' across the front. Her pierced navel was clearly on show. One one foot post of the bed were a couple of lacy silk bras hanging, whilst from the head posts two silk strands.
On her bed side table was both a pack of oral contraceptives as well as a box of 12 extra sensitive condoms, clearly opened; next to which were a pair of pink fluffy handcuffs, the type given to brides to be on their hen-night.
On the wardrobe was two sets of her Waitrose uniform, and along one wall were several pairs of knee high boots, some flat, others had block heels or even a couple of stilettos heels.
On the floor was a mixture of clothing and footwear. Overall there was nothing specifically out of place, until you look at a corner bookshelf close to the window; there lay a couple of riding crops; but no other obvious signs of riding attire or accessories...