Gently she parted Catherine’s knees so that she could shuffle forward between her thighs. The sun was already sinking and the midges feasted on anyone foolish enough to walk by the river at dusk. Amateur porn Catherine watched the liquor sparkle on Jenny’s lips and the fire dancing in her eyes. My dad and brothers have been livin up on the mountain for the past three week, but the ewes have nearly all birthed. “You can see me?” She said. At once the paper spluttered and spat, and slowly took flame. It came as a tremendous shock when, out of the blue, the purchase of Heights Quarry landed on Catherine’s desk and she was grateful that she’d return to Weardale anonymously as Catherine Montrose LLB rather than Cathy Sinclair, the kid from Eastgate. “Touch me?”
Jenny smiled sadly and Catherine followed her eyes to a small plaque embedded in the earth, the plaque she had tripped on the night before, clear now in the bright morning sun. Catherine followed suit. “What you doin up here anyway.” Jenny asked flopping onto the sofa and waiting for Catherine to join her before handing over a tumbler.
