![]() When Sally’s dad, Rick, dragged her to the surface, his strong arms clamped firmly around her waist and Sally flapping like a sardine, she recalled her mom gesticulating wildly at Paula, her pistachio-green swimsuit clinging to her slender frame. She still remembered the shiny blue tiles of the swimming pool wall as she was rudely plunged underwater, the muffled shouts from above, along with the fizzing panic as her tiny limbs worked overtime to save her. Sally was a scant five years old when her aunt, then 20, picked her up and threw her into the hotel swimming pool - unfortunately before checking if the young Sally could swim. Sally McCall had a fear of water, and that was mainly her Aunt Paula’s fault. Get a free lesbian romance when you join my VIP Readers’ Club! ![]() All characters & happenings in this publication are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons (living or dead), locales or events is purely coincidental. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author. ![]() If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to your favorite ebook retailer and purchase your own copy. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. ![]() This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. ![]() Find out more at: Follow me on Twitter: me on Instagram: rights reserved. ![]()
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