Plain Jayne

By Beth Kean

A teenage prank leads to a crazy new life for Danny Wise. Trapped by his schoolmates, he finds himself carried from the shower and tied in the girls changing rooms and forced to await their arrival, and that's exactly what happens until Jayne races to his rescue, Plain Jayne, the butt of every joke. But Danny finds her glances intoxicating, so much so that he finds himself driven to show her again.

• Language: English
• Publisher: PMO Publishing
• Release date: May 26, 2018

Beth Kean

Author of bestselling romance and erotica short stories.

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Plain Jayne

An Erotic Short Story

By

Beth Kean

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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Chapter 1

It started by accident, just a youthful prank that left him flushed a vivid scarlet with embarrassment as he hid his tackle behind cupped hands, but that moment of shame would lead him into a chain of events that would change his life forever.

Danny Wise was a normal kid at school, he did all the normal things that kids his age did, he joined the usual clubs, he enjoyed the usual sports, he didn’t excel in class but he didn’t fail either, he was simply average; normal. He wasn’t bullied and neither did he bully, he was just one of those kids who kept himself to himself and didn’t attract attention... until that fateful day at the end of his final year, the day he attracted all sorts of the wrong attention.

Soccer practice was over and he stood beneath the hot communal shower in the boys changing rooms rinsing away the thick mud he had collected on the sodden playing fields. He didn’t care much for soccer, he was more of a soloist, running events were his forte, something that didn’t require the support of others. Teams were only as good as their weakest player and his team was heavy with weakest players, he possessed a strong competitive streak. Sure, it had only been a practice session but some of his team mates were really useless. Stick to running he advised himself as the water beat down