It all started when I twisted my ankle as I got off the bus. Dexter, my neighbour's son, came to my rescue. He helped me up, collected all my new bras and panties that had spilled over the pavement, then helped me hobble home. He bandaged my ankle and made a bed in my lounge. For the next week he visited morning and evening, making sure I was OK. At no point did he act in an ungentlemanly manner. This made me want to reward him even more...
My 18-year-old daughter Ruby comes home from a shopping trip and insists on showing me every outfit. The show gets ever more sexy until the inevitable happens...
When the annual charity gala brings together the city's elite, no one expects the evening to become anything more than champagne, small talk, and generous donations. But beneath the glittering surface of philanthropy and good intentions, connections are forming that have nothing to do with charity.
In 1911, Venn is a hermit with a murky past with no need of a wife, While Maud is conveniently married to a Dorset village clergyman. It only takes one crude question to ignite a bonfire.