The Pepperstock Hills National Park stretches from the bare, and often barren crags of Oxley Ridge in the North to the dense wooded southern slopes on the fringe of the Finchbottom Vale and from Quarry Hill, and the Pits in the West to Pepperstock Bay in the East.
It is an area
of stark contrasts and attracts a variety of visitors who, thanks to its
closeness to the Finchbottom Expressway and the deepwater seaport of Pipershaven, have easy
access to the park.
Amidst the
magnificent mixed forestry to the south and east of the Pepperstock Hills
National Park sits the beautiful village of Pepperstock Green.
Throughout
Downshire and the Finchbottom Vale there is an abundance of quaint and
picturesque villages and hamlets, but Pepperstock Green is particularly
picturesque, with evidence of the thousand years since it was first settled.
Notably its
12th century Church, two Tudor Inn’s, a Victorian Schoolhouse and Cottages
representing ever era, spread almost haphazardly around the green that gives
the village its name, amidst the craggy woodland.
At the center
of the large rambling village, both geographically and spiritually, is St
Agatha’s Church where teenagers Tara Moss and Holly Barnes were choristers, and
it was at Choir practice where they first met even though they were both pupils
at Barnabus Boarding School, and they lived in the same street, because there
was two years between them.
Holly was only
15 when she first saw Tara and she was instantly smitten, and she was pretty
sure Tara felt the same but although she was 17 and doing her A levels, she was
much less confident than Holly who was bursting with confidence, compared to
the older girl’s acute shyness.
It was during
rehearsals for the Christmas Concert, and had it been left to Tara they would
never have got together, as it was, nothing happened until Easter when they
kissed in the vestry after the Easter Service.
After that they
were inseparable until September when Tara left for university when they had to
settle for Facetime and sexting.
So, they really
looked forward to the holidays, and Tara came home whenever she could, and it
was always special, but it was the Easter Holiday that turned out to be extra
special.
Holly Barnes’
diminutive figure walked around the corner, wearing her Barnabus Boarding
School uniform when Tara spotted her.
She was
standing on her doorstep, and she thought Holly looked really hot in the
Burgundy blazer with green piping, white blouse, burgundy tie, plaid skirt, and
green knee socks.
Holly didn’t
look up as she walked past the house because she wasn’t expecting to see Tara
until the next day, so she walked up behind her and tapped her on the shoulder.
Holly turned
around abruptly and was about to swear when she realized who it was and threw
herself in her arms.
After a long
languorous kiss Tara said
“Let’s take it
inside, we’ve got 2 hours before mum gets home”
“I’d love to,
but I need to shower and change first”
“I’ll take it
as it comes” Tara said
“But I’m not,
fresh” she whispered
“I want you
now, and I want you how you are” Tara said and as she was normally so timid
Holly was really turned on.
Half an hour
later they were on Tara’s bed with Holly, naked below the waste, blazer and
blouse unbuttoned, her bra hanging loose above her breasts, and her white
knuckled hands gripping the headboard while she sat on Tara’s face as she
noshed on her lover’s gamey young minge.
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