In the last year, Joanne Smith Giles, has once again become Jo Smith. In another heartbreaking turn of events, she's also the single mother of an infant, again. She knows she can do this on her own, and better at 40 than 19, but it seems weird to be launching a son into manhood, a new career as an art professor, and changing nappies all in one day. She is so thankful when Ethan, her boy, comes home from Uni. Jo could use the help. His best friend, Harry, comes round too. And his launch into manhood may be another heartbreaking turn, for all of them
"Say my name," Harry said, his hands groping my butt and pushing me against the wall. "Say it."
"H-Harry." I whined, and he abruptly pushed his pelvis against me, pinning me to the wall and pulling his head back to look at me.
"That's not my name." He growled. His eyes were full of lust and his breathing was heavy on my cheeks.
"Daddy."
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This is NOT a l*rry fanfic
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