Fucking mr. shapiro.

Walking into Mr. Talbot’s room, I hitched my backpack farther up on my shoulders, before reaching and tugging my black-and-orange plaid mini-skirt further down over my thighs. I surveyed the room, and, seeing no one,[…]

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Christi's quest

Once, very long ago, before mankind had banished dragons and fairies and all sort of beautiful and terrible creatures to the pages of children's books, one such dragon terrorized a small village in a remote[…]

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New husbend

The minister dies and the congregation decides, after some time, that his widow, should marry again. Since it is a small village the only available candidate is the local butcher. Although very reluctantly, since she[…]

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