Fucking the office secretary in the morning

Chapter One It was a grey, cloudy Tuesday morning. A typical morning in London during its bleak, chilling winter. George Styleson’s heavy footsteps echoed along the quiet corridor. He shivered as the chilling cold penetrated his thick winter coat and he breathed out a puff of icy air. ’Got to get that damn heating back … Continue reading Fucking the office secretary in the morning