The lady of the brother

Merethe’s name was her, this beautiful little blonde creature that her brother went to house this time.

Merethe..

yes, I was jealous of my brother then.

Three years younger than him, and full of hormones, so I’d give my right arm to get this gorgeous girl who was now standing in front of me shaking my hand.

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