Mrs. D's Mirrored Playroom - Erotic Novel E-Book

Sand Wayne

• Herausgeber: Sandy
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

A Vintage Erotic Novel Involving a Sexy and Seductive Girl, Full of Sexual Adventures, Surprises and Twists.

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Mrs. D's Mirrored Playroom

CHAPTER ONEGlen Stokes came over on Sunday afternoon. Sundae was relieved, glad he'd finally returned from his business trip. She'd called his office three times. Maybe, she thought anxiously as she watched him light a cigar, he could tell her something about her mother. The note she had found was still on the coffee table, scrawled hurriedly. In spite of her mother's reassuring words, Sundae was frightened. She picked up the sheet of paper and handed it to Glen. "I'm so glad you came. I've been worried half out of my mind, Glen."He read it quickly, put it down and looked at Sundae over the top of his reading glasses. "When did you get this?""Friday. When I came home from Vassar for the spring break.""I got one too." Glen took off his reading glasses and put them in his pocket. "Christ. I wish to hell I hadn't been in Chicago. Maybe I could have talked her out of doing this fool thing.""Then you don't know any more than I do." The hope that had blossomed in the young girl's heard slowly died."I know a little more," Glen replied thoughtfully. He seemed nervous, cracking his knuckles as he looked out the window, a bleak expression in his eyes. A group of boys were playing baseball on the street. Glen seemed to be trying to make up his mind about something. With a sigh, he turned his face around to Sundae and spoke to her gently. "No use in my beating about the bush. You'll know about it sooner or later. Your mother has been taking money from the bank. She's been doing it for about two years. She left because the books are being audited."Sundae's world spun for a few seconds while her thoughts flew. Her mother? Marie Du Valeur Chevalier? Graduate of a fine university, daughter of a family capable of tracing their aristocratic ancestry back to the time of the French and Indian War? Impossible! "But why?" Sundae looked at the man her mother had been seeing for several years. "Why would she do such a thing?"Glen's nice friendly-puppy face was suddenly not so friendly. "Because of you," he said harshly. "Jesus. She wasn't satisfied to let you go to a public high school like anybody else. Oh, hell no. You had to go to a fancy finishing school. And your expensive foreign car. This place...." He flung his arms out, taking in the lavish furnishings, the 'correct' address, all the things Marie Chevalier had felt necessary to lavish upon Sundae, her only child.