My name is Bridy, and I live in upstate New York. I've written for as long as I can remember, which is thanks to my parents for teaching me to read and write before I went to school. I've been fascinated by erotic tales all my adult life, my husband thinks they're silly but indulges me. I won't tell you how old I am because a lady never gives away her age. My other interest is photography, but writing will always be my first love, other than my husband of course.
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- Date de parution22/02/2024
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Résumé
Sian Ash had just turned 20 when her world was turned upside down. The minibus carrying her roller derby team home from an away match lost a tire and overturned down an embankment. Four families lost their wives and mothers that day-five young children cast adrift, four fathers seared by a pain Sian recognized and felt with them. The heroine of the crash, she started providing a substitute parent service for the four families.
Hailed as the town angel by everyone, only four others knew the real truth. It had started when one of the widowers had called her by his dead wife's name. The emotional angst that required a hug had led to something else-something more. Now Sian was proving in secret that she was no angel, no angel at all, and her four employers were loving every minute of it.
Hailed as the town angel by everyone, only four others knew the real truth. It had started when one of the widowers had called her by his dead wife's name. The emotional angst that required a hug had led to something else-something more. Now Sian was proving in secret that she was no angel, no angel at all, and her four employers were loving every minute of it.























