Pervert. Creep. What is wrong with you? How dare you point your animal compass in that direction. You pair of soiled, faded jeans and baggy jacket. You tattered ballcap and bald pate. You gray stubble and lines tracking across a face that had no business lighting up at the sight of her. She clicked the … Continue reading Butterfly and Maggot
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