Wicked

Go to Italy! A convertible sports car is waiting for you. Travel, take pics, and write an article for us on the nation!

OMG! Finally, a break in my writing career, and it’ll be my first time out of the US.

As I travel, my breath is taken from me. Rome, Milan and Tuscany are incredible, and so are the Italian men. There is only one problem, no one wants my V card.

That all changes when I crash into a hot grumpy Italian on a Tuscan coast. The arrogant SOB is way too good looking, aristocratic and well… way too hot!

Finally, I do it and I corner Dante as he does up his stunning family castle. “Take my V card!”

We reach an agreement, and the brute takes my V card brutally hard. He leaves me speechless, panting, and beyond sated.

My wicked private Teacher then tells me I need more classes. More classes in his castle, and even his dungeon.

I quickly become my teacher’s pet, and I do everything Dante wants. I work all hours, and I stay late… Very late. I, a shy, curvy, nerd then become fully his, and his to do what he wants.