They called it ‘the big house’. It was where the poshies lived throughout the centuries. Many in my small town envied all the families that lived there in Blossom Manor. Not me. I think the amount of rooms would make me dizzy. I must say the poshie that lives there at the mo with his Mum, Dad and brother is pretty damn hot. Always gives me a smile and a ‘hello Jason’ in his sexy poshie accent as I go about my gardening duties. I may even live in Blossom Manor if he gave me any indication he wanted me.
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