“My Dream Was To Touch That Bulge At Least Once” Unaware The Mafia Boss Had Heard Everything.

Wait, she left her notebook 7000 km away, then in the evening still in Scilly she took it out 🤦🏽‍♀️

I really enjoyed this story. I was holding my breath when the notebook was unfurled. And the bulge bit was woven in masterfully to the end. Well done.

Ohhh,,this one is good. 🥰