Marie Quinn, aged forty-seven, was visiting a derelict abbey in the English countryside. She had visited it in the past and had rented a cottage in the area intending to visit picturesque villages and places of historic interest that she knew from years b...
Marie Quinn had never in her forty-seven years woken up one morning in bed with a woman, until now. The sleeping woman that the blinking and awakening Marie was looking at lovingly was fifty-six-year-old Tammy Rice and the bed that they were in was the sp...
Marie Quinn enjoyed her drive around the picturesque villages in the hills near her rented cottage. She had great memories of the area from earlier in her forty-seven years on the planet. She had a meal in a pub in one of the villages; she did not want to...
Marie Quinn had spent the night in the spare bedroom in Colin and Lee Purvis's cottage, despite her renting the cottage next door. The reason was not that Marie had had sex with both Lee and Colin, it was more because of the six stinging strokes of the ca...
As forty-seven-year-old Marie Quinn wandered around the castle that she had not visited for several years, her mind was not on what she was seeing. Her mind was both going back over all the things that had happened since she entered the village pub on her...
Marie Quinn examined the two red lines across her buttocks in the dressing table mirror when she got up in the morning. The red lines were cane marks, and they had been applied to her forty-seven-year-old bottom in the cottage next door the previous eveni...
Forty-seven-year-old divorcee Marie Quinn had rented a holiday let in an English village for a week, and she had called into the local village pub on her first evening there. The pub was not very busy, and Marie was seated at a table on her own. A happy-l...
