We both put a small amount on my face and I kissed him and went to soak up the sun listening to my favourite tunes on my headphones.Daddy smiled as I ...set up and relaxed. He knew I wasn’t bothered about any other man. Only him.Pawels buddies carried on working on the playroom. One guy I fancied was Marchin, another Polish guy who was big and muscular. With his army haircut he looked like Dolph Lundgren and I watched him unloading the van and carrying the materials inside.Daddy smiled and nodded. I wondered just how much of her experiences Jordan would put into the book. The further I read, the more I wondered if it would pass the pornography test by the publisher. Some of the scenes were not just hot – they were searing and while Jordan had used words and phrases that wouldn’t offend the public, there was no doubt what she was saying. Just after I’d finished the novel, Jordan came home. When she came in she had shopping bag in her hand and a big smile on her face – one that I have come. Ammi janti thi ke agar woh yahan aaya to bawal ho jayega. Woh shant rehne walo mein se nahi hai.Sabhi ko pata chal jayega ke woh jo itna dhong karti hai woh asal mein kya hai. Woh nahi chahti thi ke jo pichle 5 saal se woh Salman ke sath rangraliyan mana rahi thi unke bare mein kisi ko khabar ho. Unhone dar ke usse kaha ke woh use phone karegi aur milne bhi aayegi. Par woh yahan na aae warna sara bhanda fut jayega. Woh jaise taise maan to gaya par Ammi ko ab bhi dar tha. Woh bahar. He enjoyed thinking that this was what happened at their sleepovers... His boxers strained against his erection. His t-shirt hung loosely across his body. An old ‘Sex Pistols’ top from his younger days. A light went on over the road; Claire was home. The smile on her face told him she’d had a good day. Very good – she started taking off her clothes right in front of the mirror. She’d forgotten the curtains again. Dave’s hand slid into his boxers, gently running his fingers across his testicles..