Rate this story During the school holidays I would stay at my Grandma’s place and had done for a number of years. This year would be very very different. My parents dropped me off (I am an only child) at Gran’s and took off on their ‘business trip’ as usual. As a 14 year old boy the thought of being with Gran (despite the fact I adored my Gran)in a fairly isolated farm wasnt much fun. Gran greeted me as usual with a hug and kiss, only this time something was different. Her perfume smelt so good and the softness...
