Alice :: michael clifford

Alice :: michael clifford

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"Wanna have some...", she leans in closer, her lips are now right next to his ear and he feels her warm breath upon his skin, "real fun?" Michael's eyes flutter wide open and gives her a surprised look :"What do you mean?" "Oh come on! You look so punk rock", she struts away, in a seducing way and then looks back :"Act like it" ________ The children of the Brooks family are very lucky: they are talented, smart, good looking, rich,... Their parents praise themselves for having such kin. In broad daylight, Alice is the perfect daughter... But at night, she's a parent's worst nightmare. ________ This story was inspired by the character Effy from the British series Skins. No actions or deeds mentioned in this fanfiction were copied from the series.
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