He shivered, even though the sweat was trickling down his back. He shifted uncomfortably in the small chair and squinted into the bright light. There was no way he was prepared for this.
She sat down and licked her plump lips. “So, Mr Dawson, about your sons behaviour in school…”
what next?
‘hide yo’ wife’ – bed intruder song
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