Daddy’s Sweet Addiction
“No, I get it. Mind if I sit down with you?”
She had sat down next to Emma on the bench. Emma looked at her closely. There were fairy lights strung around the garden and the shadows crossed her face, giving her an air of mystery. Emma had to admit that she was a beautiful young woman. She also had blonde hair, but it was a darker, more honey-colored hue. She had a slightly curvier figure than Emma’s. Her breasts were particularly impressive. If Emma had to make a guess about her, she would have said that she looked like a farm girl. As she spoke, the twang in her accent seemed to confirm this.
“I’ve seen you around,” Gracie said, matter-of-factly. Her voice was soft, somehow reassuring. Emma