My name is Sam. By the time I turned twenty-one, three months ago, my greatest thrill was gaining access to other people’s property to take what wasn’t mine. I worked in a supermarket by day, but in the hours of darkness I was a burglar.
A farmhouse outside town had been modernised, so when the new occupant, a woman, moved in, the place was begging for a visit from me. I was to discover about begging, and also that burglary wasn’t the only type of breaking and entering.
Katya Cumming Erotica 