𝒔𝒚𝒃𝒊𝒍 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒆 [ ♫ ]

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What she was doing was foolish and risky, and yet here she was, taking John to a secluded part of the house, where she knew they would not be disturbed. Sybil knew she only had a few minutes to spare before her mother would come look for her.

She did not understand why she felt the way she did for him, but it was exhilarating. Dainty gloved hands pulled him closer, before her lips pressed against his. “We only have a few minutes.” she whispered in between kisses, trying hard not to giggle at how thrilling she found this to be, at how rebellious she felt with him.