The Handsome Man Next Door
A/N: Constructive comments always welcome and no advertising your kik, or your email etc, in the reviews section. Also, positive votes show me that I’ve done a good job! 🙂 ———— Mum and dad had been friends with the Harris’ for five years before I had gotten myself into my little predicament. They had moved in next door when I was 12, just before I delved into the most awkward stage of puberty anyone could have fathomed. Finally having reached the true age of ‘maturity’, I felt I had kind of levelled out, after a few long years of getting taller and wider and cinching at the waist, bursting out of my brand-new bras every few weeks. I honestly felt sorry for my mother – she could never keep up. My body was continually turning …