Almost in tears, Hanna ran past her stair all the way to the Gyle, deciding a bit of retail therapy was in order. Is Vikki there?”
“Who’s calling?”
“It’s Hanna…”
“Hmph.” The line went silent for a moment, then crackled and Vikki’s voice came through the earpiece. Sex video hd And, most importantly, why? Each of these images woke her up suddenly, dripping, until her white pyjama top was see-through, with cold sweat. Why her? “Your boyfriend? He was definitely older than all the other guys Vikki had slept with. They’d give no thought to anyone else as they made their way up the stairs, laughing and shouting. He sounds old enough to be your dad…
