“Michael is going to be staying with us for a few months,” said Elizabeth to her daughter Loveth, who suddenly started listening intently. “You mean like a lodger?” “Yeah. He’s going to have the spare room up at the top of the house.” 19 year old Loveth looked out of the window as Michael’s BMW pulled into the driveway. “So mum, why isn’t he still with Mellissa? I mean, what happened?” “They split. I shouldn’t really be telling anyone, but she ended up cheating on him.” “Oh, that’s terrible,” said Loveth, eying up the tall strong man as he got out of his car. Even though Michael was in his 40’s, Loveth still had a crush on him. Now she was of age, a young woman, she felt a wet tingling sensation between her thighs as she perused his muscular torso, rippling underneath his rugby shirt as he walked towards the front door. “Oh hello, come on in,” said Elizabeth as she opened the door. “The kettle’s just boiled. You remember Loveth don’t you?” “Yes, of course I do,” said Michael in
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