Maid for Each Other
Her lightweight skirt rode up as she writhed around in the seat.
Strangely, Jadeβs long slender legs were not the first thing Billy noticed when she joined him at his table, the last chair remaining in the popular cafΓ©. It was that a few of her toes, peeking through open-toed sandals, were slightly webbed.
He couldnβt remember who mentioned the sea, but it turned out Jade had never been.
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