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Saint Millers Crossing is a 'small' well-to-do, cozy community out in the middle of nowhere. Far from big cities but not so rural that it loses that suburban charm. It resides in the middle of a low land valley surrounded by small rolling hills on all sides; with federally protected forest lands, to the west, and unincorporated grass lands to the north, plus some farms as far as the eye can see to the South and East. The commute to the nearest 'city' is at least a 2 1/2 hour drive.

The very first thing you notice when you move here is all the 'hottie' moms, they are all over the place. They're playing sports, walking in the parks, swimming or sunning in and at the community pools, or gym pools, and mostly pools in their own backyards. You see them playing in the golf courses, walking and/or jogging on the sidewalk. But what else do you notice? Oh yeah! Their daughters are a chip off the old yet firm and gravity defying behind. This is a horny dudes paradise! Well let's not get ahead of ourselves. These are real women (as real as fictional ones can get), so it's not that you're going to get swamped by cock hungry sluts; although they have needs, it could be possible but still you've got to work at it.

Now the question here for you in Saint's town is: who will you fuck first? Some random MILF, whom you don't even know her name? The Head of the PTA, next door? That Hippie Mom from down the block? The Latina with the big booty, whom you work for? The token Black mom in a rich community that actually looks like she's young enough to still be in high school, and is the local gym owner? That Muslim lady that's captain of the block and welcomed you when you moved in? Or will you try to convert that Lesbian couple that live across the street? Will you be able to avoid their husband's/significant others/children? Will you try your luck with their daughters?

[Fun Fact: Saint Milfer is a the saint primarily preoccupied with turning women into MILF's (sadly he can't actually do it himself since he no longer has a reproduction system ) but he is more often than not the saint of getting MILF's laid.]

Oh And To Whom It May Concern: The Main Story Character/Your Character is Male but I have absolutely no problem with a Female version of this Story whether or not she is Lesbian or just Hetero (although it would probably be called Saint Dilfer, lol). Sure some of the family's relationship which I've set up will change a little but that's too be expected. If you do decide to thread it here make sure to thread it on this page and make it clear that its the alternate version. Anyway look forward to reading one if it's ever made. Oh and sorry to you guys or people who enjoy man on man action, but it is a Harem(ish) story. Sorry Again.

On to the Main Story:

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Your mother, her sister, her sister's only daughter, your older sister, your younger sister and you; all of you somehow managed to find a home amidst that community. Now all of you live comfortably with well paying jobs, for most of you, in the self-sustaining community that is Saint's Cross (the residents nickname for it).

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