To become a queen?

Fluttering your eyelashes at Julius, you portray yourself as a poor helpless woman - well you are a bit confused as a girl.

Very soon you realise that the poor sap is hopelessly hooked by your pretty little body, and you realise that you can turn this to your advantage.

Julius is almost turned to a quivering wreck when you slide your delicate hands around his neck, and pull his face forward to meet yours in a deep kiss.

You know that is you play your cards right you could become a princess and in time a queen.

Written by Karen Ford

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