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Have your love interests ever caused your best friend to tease you about being a cougar or a cradle robber? You may have had a good laugh about it then, but this collection of stories from the editors of True Story and True Confessions will leave you with your jaw dropped, your eyes lowered and those cute teenaged kids of yours… grounded until college! These sizzling stories include Saving My Little Sister Jailbait! Party Girl Teenage Vixen Stepfather and more! Excerpt No, I don’t know. I giggled, stood up, and watched his eyes search the full length of my body. You have a beautiful, well?developed body, he said. Thank you. I blushed as I stepped out of the tub, and began drying off. He then asked the question that was well overdue. How old are you? Keeping my back to him, I answered over my shoulder, ‘Twenty’.
You don’t look twenty, he said, and stood up. I mean, your body looks twenty, but your face, well, it looks seventeen. Without drying off, he walked into the other room.
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Have your love interests ever caused your best friend to tease you about being a cougar or a cradle robber? You may have had a good laugh about it then, but this collection of stories from the editors of True Story and True Confessions will leave you with your jaw dropped, your eyes lowered and those cute teenaged kids of yours… grounded until college! These sizzling stories include Saving My Little Sister Jailbait! Party Girl Teenage Vixen Stepfather and more! Excerpt No, I don’t know. I giggled, stood up, and watched his eyes search the full length of my body. You have a beautiful, well?developed body, he said. Thank you. I blushed as I stepped out of the tub, and began drying off. He then asked the question that was well overdue. How old are you? Keeping my back to him, I answered over my shoulder, ‘Twenty’.
You don’t look twenty, he said, and stood up. I mean, your body looks twenty, but your face, well, it looks seventeen. Without drying off, he walked into the other room.