Delivery Girl
Georgia's mom needs her to deliver sweets to the preacher.
Georgia hadn’t stopped thinking about her. Not for a single day. Every night since the last time—since the shower, the gasps, the spanking, the filthy things Debra had whispered into her ear—she found herself under the covers, hand between her thighs, reliving every second. She imagined Debra’s mouth, Debra’s voice, Debra’s hands, calling her those sweet, dirty names as she came apart. Again. And again. And every night, i...
