Ch 3: Unnatural Life Harken dear reader as I continue this tale that will take us along the darkened paths to the outskirts of town where a family dwells. It is not a happy family by any means but then again, life is never fair. Listen well to the story of a young maid who wishes for little and never receives much except misery. **************************...
Copyright Oggbashan February 2017 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* "Hold it!" I...
Thanks to the knee doctor for editing help and medical tech support. There is no sex in this story. Sorry. I hate my life. My wife is a shrew and my daughter is her clone. My son was so disgusted with my refusal to deal with any of it, that he left home as soon as he was eighteen. He knew what was going on, and wanted no part of it. My daughter knew what h...
Hello, here is the continuation of She Wolf. You may need to read that series before reading this story. None of the characters in this story is real. So please read and then relax. I want to thank Overstar for taking time to edit this chapter. Any mistakes found throughout the story, are no reflection on the gentleman that edited this story. Please do not...
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