Sweet little 18-year-old ballerina Lotte has always been such a good girl. She's led a very sheltered existence, but all that changes one night when she catches the man of the house indulging in a little bit of private time. Lotte's body reacts in ways she doesn't understand, and she needs someone to teach her a few lessons about what it means to grow up. Psst... We can't tell you anymore here. Ta

Every year, Gia goes on a summer road trip with her mother and her mother's boyfriend. Problem is: the car is crammed full of stuff and there isn't enough room for her to sit down! That's when the idea of sitting on a certain someone's lap comes into mind... ***** This short story contains profanity and graphic sexual content.

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