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1668933Closet Casehttps://www.gandhi.com.mx/closet-case/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/1018723/acaed366-4001-461c-9569-3d1b1aa55fb5.jpg?v=6383372040088000006262MXNGold CrownInStock/Ebooks/<p>Having just been accepted for a new job in another city, Taylor - a mature lesbian woman - organises a house valuation from an estate agent to sell her old home, and instantly takes a liking to her upon her arrival. Their flirty rapport takes a twisted turn when the agent discovers a hidden closet - one that the owner had hoped to keep a secret until shed had time to clear out its sordid contents.</p><p>Excerpt</p><p>Right then, onto the bedroom... she announced with a flirtatious wink, triggering another wave of excitement and trepidation that rumbled through my muscles. The idea of inviting her into my bedroom held such overwhelmingly naughty connotations that my skin began to crawl with anticipation as we ascended the stairs. I went first, gripping the banister tightly as I imagined her staring at my ass just as Id done to hers. I wanted her so much, but with every step that I took I knew I was only moving closer and closer to my eventual, mortifying shame. I led her into the bedroom and she immediately began sizing the place up, alternating her attention between estimating its value and admiring the decoration. As an interior designer, Id spent a great many hours getting my bedroom exactly how I liked it and for some reason, Olivias murmur of approval gave me an incredible sense of pride. Then I saw it; the curious look of confusion stretching across her face like a storm rolling in from across the sea.<br />Thats funny... she said, tapping her pen gently at her lips.<br />Oh? I gulped, Whats that?<br />This room is too small. she continued, peering back out of the door onto the landing, In fact, its only two thirds the usual size.<br />Cowboy builders I expect... I said, about ready to usher her out with my sordid fantasy dashed.<br />Let me see... the closets here and the en-suite over there... she persisted, strutting around the room like a detective searching for clues, Which means there should be a space where this wall stands...<br />She walked over to the eastern-most wall of my bedroom, where a pair of large, decorative purple velvet drapes hung from a rail near the ceiling. I clenched my fingers nervously as she approached it, hoping she would respect my living space enough not to go meddling with my things. However, her curiosity had been piqued and she couldnt resist prying behind them.</p>...1647174Closet Case6262https://www.gandhi.com.mx/closet-case/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/1018723/acaed366-4001-461c-9569-3d1b1aa55fb5.jpg?v=638337204008800000InStockMXN99999DIEbook20139781301292004_W3siaWQiOiJkODA0MzgzMy04ZjgzLTQ2ZGUtODZjZS03NzMxOTk0MGU0YmIiLCJsaXN0UHJpY2UiOjYyLCJkaXNjb3VudCI6MCwic2VsbGluZ1ByaWNlIjo2MiwiaW5jbHVkZXNUYXgiOnRydWUsInByaWNlVHlwZSI6IklwcCIsImN1cnJlbmN5IjoiTVhOIiwiZnJvbSI6IjIwMjItMTEtMjlUMjE6MDA6MDBaIiwicmVnaW9uIjoiTVgiLCJpc1ByZW9yZGVyIjpmYWxzZX1d9781301292004_<p>Having just been accepted for a new job in another city, Taylor - a mature lesbian woman - organises a house valuation from an estate agent to sell her old home, and instantly takes a liking to her upon her arrival. Their flirty rapport takes a twisted turn when the agent discovers a hidden closet - one that the owner had hoped to keep a secret until shed had time to clear out its sordid contents.</p><p>Excerpt</p><p>Right then, onto the bedroom... she announced with a flirtatious wink, triggering another wave of excitement and trepidation that rumbled through my muscles. The idea of inviting her into my bedroom held such overwhelmingly naughty connotations that my skin began to crawl with anticipation as we ascended the stairs. I went first, gripping the banister tightly as I imagined her staring at my ass just as Id done to hers. I wanted her so much, but with every step that I took I knew I was only moving closer and closer to my eventual, mortifying shame. I led her into the bedroom and she immediately began sizing the place up, alternating her attention between estimating its value and admiring the decoration. As an interior designer, Id spent a great many hours getting my bedroom exactly how I liked it and for some reason, Olivias murmur of approval gave me an incredible sense of pride. Then I saw it; the curious look of confusion stretching across her face like a storm rolling in from across the sea.<br />Thats funny... she said, tapping her pen gently at her lips.<br />Oh? I gulped, Whats that?<br />This room is too small. she continued, peering back out of the door onto the landing, In fact, its only two thirds the usual size.<br />Cowboy builders I expect... I said, about ready to usher her out with my sordid fantasy dashed.<br />Let me see... the closets here and the en-suite over there... she persisted, strutting around the room like a detective searching for clues, Which means there should be a space where this wall stands...<br />She walked over to the eastern-most wall of my bedroom, where a pair of large, decorative purple velvet drapes hung from a rail near the ceiling. I clenched my fingers nervously as she approached it, hoping she would respect my living space enough not to go meddling with my things. However, her curiosity had been piqued and she couldnt resist prying behind them.</p>...9781301292004_Gold Crownf652953b-e0cd-3f3a-bf7e-11911ab7741c_9781301292004;9781301292004_9781301292004Kelly SandersInglésMéxico2013-09-20T00:00:00+00:00Gold Crown