Brassington is a large sprawling village nestled in the wooded hills on the southern edge of the Dancingdean Forest in the southeast corner of Downshire.
Lauren Combe was a pretty girl with a sweet nature
with an angelic countenance and strawberry coloured hair.
Standing barely five feet tall, slender, and pale,
with skin which was always flushed pink like she was freshly scrubbed.
However, Lauren was no innocent, and it wasn’t as if
she hadn’t had boyfriends, and she was certainly no virgin, but she hadn’t
found the man to get her motor purring until she first met Barry.
And Lauren was so lovely, always wearing a smile, how
could Barry Colwell not fall for her.
She was almost ten years younger than him and was just
a few months short of her 22nd birthday and was a native of the village of
Brassington.
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