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The man in black was standing alone on a dark street corner. In front of him was an old church. He stood there looking up at the church in awe. It was an enormous and impressive thing, looming overhead in the semi-darkness. It was misting rain that night. The streetlights tried feebly to penetrate the gloom. Standing in front of the church wearing a leather jacket and black denim jeans, the man in black was a shadow among shadows. Cold drops of rain beaded up in his hair, but he didn’t seem to notice. He wasn’t a person of faith but he certainly appreciated beauty in its many forms. He had never seen such a grand church in person. The detail was almost enough to take his breath away. The structure stood tall and solid like a fortress, disappearing into the clouds overhead.

While he stood there looking at the towering church he experienced a brief memory from his childhood. The man was brought up dirt poor. What the old folks back home would have called ‘hard poor’. His mother was a remarkable woman, one of those infinitely resilient patient souls of the old South. She always encouraged him to read, bringing home nickel and dime books from thrift stores and yard sales every chance she got. Times were hard and money was scarce, but that never stopped his mother from bringing him books to read. She knew he was a brilliant child, and his intelligence was an avenue out of poverty. Thanks to her he cultivated a love to learn and a desire for information. He remembered how she would go to the library in Tallassee once a month and buy stacks of the outdated periodicals for him to read. One day she came home with a huge box of old National Geographic books. He had taken the stack of books and nestled away in a corner and read them all day long. There was more than one night that his mother had found him asleep with one of those old books in his lap. That always filled his mother with a secret pride.

He remembered seeing a picture of an old church that reminded him of the one he was standing in front of, hidden within the pages of one of those old National Geographics.

As the man stood there he realized that it had been over twenty years once he had set foot inside of a church for any reason other than a wedding or a funeral. He glanced around him quickly and then looked back up at the church.

‘Well, I suppose it’s time.’ He whispered.

‘Yeah, sure is.’ He replied to himself quietly. ‘Let’s put this one behind us.’

The man looked around him again then walked up the marble steps to the huge front door of the church, then stepped inside.

The church was immense and dimly lit. As he closed the door behind him, he was met with a host of smells. Oddly enough, he immediately felt himself comforted by the smells that greeted him. A strong presence of old stained wood and a hint of candle smoke, with a thin scent of heavy felt. There were two long rows of pews lined up to the right and left of him, both stretching forward for many yards. The church seemed to be as wide as it was tall. The man in black had a sudden thought, a memory. At his sister’s wedding, watching his nieces run up and down between the rows of pews in their white Sunday dresses. They were carrying bouquets of magnolias, tied with silver ribbon. A sash of the same color was tied neatly around their waists, with a big silver bow at the hip. Their hair was curly and blonde, almost the same color at the ribbons. Their curls bounced as they ran down the aisles with big grins on their faces. He stood there staring blankly, not realizing he had lost himself in a memory.

That happened to the man in black quite often, you might say. His memories tortured him, drove him. Yet there were times when a sweet memory stopped him in his tracks. And maybe it was memories like that, that kept him going. That memory was from a long time ago in a small nameless church back in the old South, and here he was a thousand miles away in the heart of the big bustling city. He looked up, and instantly found himself awestruck at the myriad of beautiful stained glass windows staring down at him.

‘So much art in one place. So much beauty.’ He said, almost breathless. ‘You’re a long way from home, kid.’

The man in black felt a deep sadness in his heart, and it probably showed on his face. He wasn’t in anguish because he was there to kill the preacher man. He was sad because he was so far from home.

Inside

The pain was sharp and sudden. The man clutched his chest and winced. He inhaled, held the breath for a moment and then exhaled slowly. He was deathly pale and his skin was damp with sweat. Each time his heart would beat a bolt of pain ran through him. It felt like being stabbed with a hot ice pick, he thought to himself. His right hand instinctively fumbled for the safety of his right pocket. His hand found its target and he sighed aloud.

For years he carried rosary beads in the right pocket of his frock. He was often seen with his hand in that pocket, clutching hard on the rosary beads. Many in his flock thought it to be one of his most endearing attributes. What his followers did not know was that a year ago he replaced the beads with something, something that his hand clutched tightly as he sat motionless waiting for the pain to pass.

‘Just one more time, and we’ll go to the doctor.’ He whispered to himself. ‘It’s from the stress, that’s all. It will get better when things calm down.’ He said breathlessly. ‘If it doesn’t get better I will go. I promise.’

He sat there for several minutes as the pain slowly ebbed away. The stinging pain gradually subsided until it was only a dull throbbing deep in his chest. He looked around him carefully, a habit he had developed without thought in the past year, and pulled his clenched fist from the pocket. He opened his hand and stared at the outstretched palm solemnly. A pair of faded pink panties were wadded in his hand, stained with sweat. He held them to his nose and inhaled deeply. He tilted his head back with the panties still pressed to his face. His eyes were tightly closed. He took them away and shook his head, as the pain had muffled his senses.

He heard a familiar noise from somewhere behind him. A long, low creaking followed by a soft thud. He did not start at the sound. He gingerly stood upright and put the panties back into his right pocket. He gave them a brief squeeze, as if to comfort himself. He knew the sound. It was very familiar to him. He walked through a narrow door and looked out into the dim atrium. At the end of the long rows of pews stood a dark figure. A man dressed in black was standing there, looking in his direction. The man looked toward the confessional booth then back at him.

Another bolt of pain ran through him almost as if a reminder. He nodded and then gestured with his hand toward the booth.

‘If you will give me a moment, Son.’ He gasped. ‘I will be right with you.’

The man in black nodded.

‘Of course Sir.’ The stranger said in a gravely voice. ‘No rush.’

Confessional

The man in black settled into the narrow wooden seat inside the confessional. It smelled strongly of oil soap and fabric. There was a thin wood panel between where he sat and the partition next to him, with another wooden panel behind the first. The panels were carved with small holes in the wood, but they were lined up opposite one another so he couldn’t see straight into the partition next to him. Anonymity, he supposed, was important if you’re going to pour your heart out and confess your sins. The panels separated the two sections of the confessional. One for the preacher man and one for the tormented creature who was confessing. There was a small rectangular hole in the center of the two panels at about knee height. The man in black could only imagine what the hole was for. Maybe holding hands while one prayed, he wondered?

He reached into a jacket pocket and pulled out a pair of latex gloves then quickly slid his hands int
o them, drawing them snug with a snap. He patted the breast pocket of his jacket then took a deep breath, held it for several seconds then exhaled slowly.

He was tired. Not just fatigue, but what his mama would have called bone tired. For several weeks he had been wrestling with the realization that the job was taking a hell of a lot more out of him than it used to, when the door of the other partition opened and a shadow stepped inside. There was a brief moment of soft light in the confessional, and then it grew dim again as the door closed.

‘Miserable night outside.’ The preacher man said with a heavy sigh.

After several moments the man in black replied.

‘Undoubtedly.’

There was a tense pause, and then the preacher man spoke up, a little louder.

‘I was nervous, the first time I set foot inside of a confessional. It’s perfectly natural.’ He quipped in a friendly voice.

‘I’m not certain if it’s being nervous.’ The man in black answered solemnly.

He was listening, carefully. He saw no one else when he entered the church, and while in the confessional he had been listening intently for any sign of other people. The absolute lack of sound comforted him, assuring he was alone with the preacher man.

‘I guess…’ The man in black said. ‘I’m like most folks in that I don’t know where to start.’

‘Then tell me what you can. And we’ll go from there. If you were determined enough to come here in the rain, I have no doubt you have the strength to say what you came here to say. I know things are weighing down on you, otherwise you wouldn’t be here.’ The preacher replied softly. His tone was reassuring. ‘Please trust me when I tell you that you will feel much better after talking about the things that burden you.’

There was another pause, this one longer. Then the man in black spoke.

‘I’ve killed people.’ He said. ‘Quite a few.’

The silence lingered on for long moments, and then the man in black continued.

‘I’ve come to realize that I’m driven by something that I don’t quite understand. Part of me wants to believe that I’m setting something right in the world that is terribly wrong. And part of me feels like I’m doing it for selfish reasons. Maybe killing my father over and over again for dying like a coward and leaving me as a kid.’

More silence followed, and after a few seconds the man in black spoke on.

‘I’m not certain if it’s because I’m a mean a bastard at heart and I just enjoy hurting people, or maybe because I enjoy hurting certain people because I can easily justify it. Either way it’s the same.’

‘Well.’ The preacher man interjected softly. ‘It is very brave of you to admit all of this, and I see by the fact that you have given such thoughts to your actions that you are still human, despite your actions. I would suggest that you remember that when you decide the next step to take in your recovery.’

‘Am I really looking for a recovery?’ The man in black asked.

‘In one form or another, I believe so, yes.’ Replied the preacher man. ‘You seem nervous, and I can’t help but believe that it’s not just because you are talking to me. You didn’t look too comfortable when I saw you earlier. Does this church make you nervous? I ask that because it happens quite often. When one is feeling doubtful, this old church can be fairly intimidating in its own right.’

‘I was hurt by the church when I was young. Badly. And I can’t seem to forget how much I hate my father. He did some of the most unspeakable things. To my mama and my sisters.’ Answered the man in black. ‘He was a preacher man. He was supposed to hold us together. Instead he tore us apart. The church stood behind him, like scared sheep.’

The man in black didn’t realize it, but his accent had taken on an exaggerated drawl, much as it did when he was angry.

‘I cah’nt seem to f’get hah much I hate m’ah father.’

The preacher man sat silently, listening. The man in black expected this to happen. In fact, he had planned on it. Several more moments of dead silence passed, and all the while the man in black was listening for any tell tale signs of another person in the church with them. There were none. He pulled an envelope from his breast pocket and put it in the rectangular hole in the wooden panel.

‘I’d like to think that I can set things right. At least in some small way. Maybe restore a little balance to the world. And my life.’

The preacher man picked up the envelope and opened it carefully. There was a piece of yellowish paper folded three times like a business letter. The paper was thick and glossy, and slightly tacky. He paid it no mind, assuming the man had been sweating, or maybe the rain had gotten to it.

‘Odd way to make a donation, although the gesture is appreciated. However, if this is your way of making amends I should tell you to ask yourself whether or not this will truly make you feel any better. Money is a weak form of atonement.’ He commented.

‘Donation?’ The man in black asked. ‘Not quite. But, I suppose in a way it could be seen that way.’

The preacher man unfolded the paper and saw a young girl’s face staring back at him from a photograph. Almost instantly, he inhaled sharply and turned toward the man in black.

‘You don’t scare me!’ He hissed, his consoling nature gone in an instant. Suddenly his words were sharp and full of venom. ‘If you think you can blackmail me…’

The man in black cut his words short.

‘I wouldn’t talk right now if I were you. I’m going to talk and you’re going to listen. That’s how it’s going to work. We both know what you did to that girl, and we both know why I’m here. You’ve hidden behind the church for too long, and I’ve fought to step out of my father’s shadow for too long. Tonight I’m going to kill two proverbial birds with the same stone.’

‘You can’t prove a thing.’ Barked the preacher man under his breath. ‘How dare you come in here under my roof and try to threaten me!’

A sudden pain ran through his chest, a hard chilling jolt of agony. He gasped for breath, and found that he had an odd taste in his mouth. Coppery and acidic. His vision doubled and he sat bolt upright, trying to catch his breath. A thin, acrid odor filled his nostrils and his skin was covered in a solid sheet of goose bumps. He looked down and saw he was gripping the paper tightly, his hands and fingers tacky.

‘Wha?’ He squeaked, and then fell to the floor in a heap.

The man in black stood up and opened the confessional door, peering around the church cautiously. He opened the other door and knelt in front of the preacher man, picking up the paper and envelope, tucking the paper back inside and depositing the envelope back into his breast pocket. He placed two fingers against the preacher man’s neck just under the crook of his jaw. After several seconds he stood up then removed the gloves, putting them in his pocket without thought. He walked to the entrance and pushed the door open a bit and stared outside. It was still storming out, raining angrily.

He stepped out into the chilly rain, and as the door slowly closed behind him he looked back up at the church and spoke quietly into the gloom.

‘There is no freedom of religion without freedom from religion.’

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If you read previous stories, you will see at the church ladies retreat I had the preachers wife Pam, my sex slave cum slut, seduce my wife. Since that time, Pam had met with her 3 other times for romantic love making sessions, all of them caught on film.If you read my last story about the BBC gang bang my wife Charlotte had, this is the follow-on after she was devastated I found out she "cheated!"While I had my wife Charlotte set-up by Ed, her BBC 24 year old boy toy lover, and he had her...

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Preachers Daughter Chapter 9

Continued, so I decided it was time for some more forceful fucking again and I ordered Jaimie at church Sunday, to be at the mall Monday at noon, at the pet store.Sunday, Pam, the preachers wife did as told, she tried not to make contact with me and she was very nervous, but she passed we her wet panties that had been in her pussy (see previous post) and I briefly pulled Jaimies panties from my pocket and showed her, then returned them. I could tell there was tension when I was talking to both...

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Preachers Daughter Chapter 8 Ass

Well, for the next ten days I used her sex young cunt hole and mouth at least twice a week. I told her that Sunday before she got in the choir to sing she was to remove her panties and stuff them in her pussy. After singing she was to go remove them and slide them to me as she left the ladies room and I went to the mens room. What a sexy trained slut. Even in church she was now giving me her panties. So, it was time to get rougher with her and take that tight ass. Not make love to it, not...

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Preachers Daughter Chapter 1

She was 23, 5'3" brunette with a stunning smile and perfect young tight body. She had held her virginity through all those years, being homeschooled made it easier, but in college she almost broke down and she longed to be touched, tasted, used and to do the same. Her long time boyfriend she never allowed to do anything other than kiss and one time when she was daring she let him finger her and suck her nipple, she was u******e at that time. He left for college where she learned he turned...

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Preachers Pulpit Parishioners and Ch 02

-IAN I saw her as soon as they walked in. Her face wasn’t familiar although I knew her husband. Was Samson her husband? I had never paid attention to Samson’s ring finger before and I couldn’t see it from here. Even trying to get a closer look during altar call didn’t help. She wasn’t what I called ‘fine’ but extremely sexy. The way she walked around the offering table…ummm. She wasn’t wearing anything revealing but cut to fit her body. A simple navy dress that skimmed slightly over her hips...

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Preachers Daughter Chapter 2

About 2 weeks after pressing my hard cock into "Jaimie" at church, I played it cool and stood back. Kind of ignored her but could see her looking at me. It made me semi hard and I sat so she could see my buldge in my slacks.Then the preachers lawn mower broke down and his car was not usable, nothing serious, just a starter solenoid on the mower and a alternator on his car. I told him I would be glad to fix them for him. Well I timed my arrival for when he was going to see folks at the...

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Preachers Daughter Chapter 18 Preacher and Preach

For those following the stories, we are at the point Jaimine, the preachers daughter is six months along carrying my baby. She lived with my wife and I, my hot wife Charlotte clueless about Jaimie.Jaimie 24 birthday was yesterday! So, what we did was I had my wife set up a nice surprise party for her at our house where she lives when she got home from her college classes before Christmas break. My wife had no idea, when she left for work and our k**s left for school, Jaimie, who lives with...

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Preachers Daughter Chapter 18 Preacher and Preach

For those following the stories, we are at the point Jaimine, the preachers daughter is six months along carrying my baby. She lived with my wife and I, my hot wife Charlotte clueless about Jaimie.Jaimie 24 birthday was yesterday! So, what we did was I had my wife set up a nice surprise party for her at our house where she lives when she got home from her college classes before Christmas break. My wife had no idea, when she left for work and our k**s left for school, Jaimie, who lives with...

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Preachers Wife Chapter 5 from Preachers Daughter s

After fucking Pam before church that Sunday I had her as I wanted her, obedient.I would watch her on hidden cam and she knowing the cam was there, would give me shows as I directed her too.I told her that when the church was told about Jaimie be pregnant, I would act shocked and in a few weeks talk my wife Charlotte into letter my number #1 slut move in with me. Pam did not really like it, as she knew what all I would be doing to her beautiful pregnant daughter. I wondered if it might be some...

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Preachers Daughter Chapter 4 The Masturbation

Over the next two weeks I watched and recorded a number of hot masturbation sessions unknown to the hot 23 year old virgin Jaimie, and a few of her MILF m_ _ _ _y and one of her parents fucking in their room. Near the end of two weeks, I even caught the preacher himself alone in Jaimie's room sniffing her worn panties and jacking off his little pecker over her bra, but that is another story for later!My favorite two masturbation recordings, other than her at night in the middle of the night...

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Preachers Wife Chapter 7 and Young Mother from gar

Katrina, the young 19 year old money who fucked me for money, then blackmailed into being my sex slave cum slut #3 for 6 months, had wanted to fuck more than once a week. Apparently, she enjoyed the control and hard fucking I gave her.Pam, the hot 38D preachers wife MILF I had black mailed and was fucking as my number #2 slut, was now trained and willing to do all my commands. Her most humiliating moment was her hard ass fucking and mostly when I had her and Jaimie, my 23 year old number #1...

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Preacher sucks and dresses again

If you have been following the stories, I had just fucked the preachers daughter, Jaimie, 23 year old and pregnant with my baby, and Katrina, a 19 year old young married m_ommy for hours in a hotel. I used them well and had them use each other. This was the week the preachers wife, Pam, a real MILF and another of my sluts, was seducing my wife (or ordered to do so anyway) at the church ladies retreat.I left the Jaimie at my house to meet the school bus and my k**s, Katrina had went home to her...

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Preachers Wife Chapter 4 from Peachers Daughter Se

Pam pulled into the doughnut shop as ordered and went in, she looked at my car. I followed her and stood behind her in line, I pressed against her and she tensed. What is someone saw? I told her to buy doughnuts and coffee. Buy enough for the Sunday school class. I told her to put them in her car then drive across the street to the parking lot of a closed store and wait. Unlock your car doors and wait for me.I ordered coffee and drove across the street parking nest to her.I wondered if...

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PREACHER MAN

I was home alone, the wife had gone to a meeting at work, as I started to look on xhamster there was a knock on the door, opening it there stood a man telling me about God, similiar to a Jeouvors Witness but he was a Christian, anyway I told him to come in he had 5 minutes. So in he came, we sat on the sofa and he went into his routine, to be honest I wasn't listening.But I did feel something stirring in my pants, I don't know why or how but I seemed attracted to this mature man sat in my...

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Preachers Pulpit Parishioners and Ch 03

To everyone who takes the time to get to know me by reading my work, thank you. I hope that you enjoy this installment as well as the others posted previously. I also look forward to your feedback/comments. With sincere gratitude, K. Carmichael * IV. I planned on learning more about Blake from Tonya but when she cancelled her meeting with me I knew I had to take things into my own hands. Samson had told me that he would drop the forms off at the church but I knew that he would be out of...

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MeSwetha Manasa

Me,Swetha and manasa By: ram Hello friend’s hope you all are having a nice sexy times. I and my cousin Swetha are good friends. We use to go out and enjoy. We use to play games and I use to press her boobs as and when I get chance. This continued, one day Swetha told me that she is going to her friend’s house in Mumbai. And told me to joined her. I said I can’t come, because it was at the time of New Year I enjoyed my Christmas with nice party with my friends and don’t want to celebrate my New...

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Preachers Daughter Chapter 10

Well, sure enough sexy little Jaimie was carrying my baby! I had bred her good!So, as directed, she told her m_mmy who of course knew I was the father of her baby.Jaimie told her m_ommy what I had told her to tell her dad so Pam went along with the lie to John. Boy, was the preacher pissed. He even cursed! Jamie cried. She knew she could not go back to her Christian University in a few weeks so she was going to have to stay there, and they would have to tell the church. She would have to...

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Nenu Na Manjula

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Cartoon Henchman

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Karumbu Thopil Manaivi

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Preacherman Ch 5 Motherdaughterthreesome

“Oh me too. Cindy, I wonder if the Reverend’s father is still living and single?” She rolled her eyes, “Here we go again, my mother the match maker.” Cindy took pride in her appearance. Her five, foot-five 40D, 34, 44 stats would make any man drool. Her greatest features are her long red hair, button nose, ruby-red lips, and captivating emerald-green eyes. She also has a voracious appetite for sex. Her actions often caused a lot of friction between her and her mother, a religious fanatic who...

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Preacherman Ch 3 Angel in Disguise

Cindy returned this kiss and in her mind stated. “Wonder what mother would do if she could see me now?” When the kiss broke she winked and asked, “What are we going to do tonight in our little prayer meeting?” He pulled her close, nuzzled her ear and whispered, “Anything you want Lil-darling.” Cindy couldn’t help but snicker and reply, “Oh we could kneel, and ask for his help to guide us.” “My dear, I don’t think he would offer us any kind of help in the sex department.” “I know, but it sounded...

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Preachers Daughter

I grew up in a small town about 45 miles from a very popular beach in SC, but spent most of the days after school and week-ends working on our farm. My high school friends and I would occasionally take off to the beach for a day/night and always had a great time. Shortly after graduating High school, my family sold our farm, bought a house and moved to the beach. After several miscellaneous jobs in restaurants and construction, I landed a job as a desk clerk at a motel near the boardwalk,...

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PreacherChapter 2

Jack helped Donna get her battered body into his car. "I hope this is going to be OK with your wife. I don't want anything to cause you trouble." She said with concern in her voice. She'd only just met him but knew he was someone special. "It'll be fine." Jack said with a big grin. "It's a long drive home, you make yourself comfortable as you can." He started the car and headed towards home with a young, beaten girl at his side. A girl that should have been in college dating a guy...

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How Iost my lovely akshata to my friend raman

So, here is the story about my girlfriend Akshata, whom I lost to my friend Raman in truth and dare game.Akshata is fully beauty queen, have tall, slim body with 34C boob size, and fair body from toe to head, and pretty face features, she' loves to flaunt her hair and sexy waist in saree, have buttery smooth hands and she always keeps her nails colored and matched with her outfit. she has round juicy and erotic lips, amazing shape of her back, and little bumpy ass.and me and akshata are bf-gf...

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Three Fuckings In A Row With Raman

We had to shift from the village while my father was transferred from the block office to join at Bhubaneswar on a promotion.My transfer certificate was taken from the village school and admitted in the Govt. school. I was excited to see the huge school building and large number of students reading in the school.The premises was wide spread.My village school was very small with thatched school rooms with very few teachers and students. At the tiffin break I could notice that a group of boys are...

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Enter Sandman

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I am a third generation Japanese Canadian. I come from a more or less typical family. I have an older brother and a younger sister. Being in the middle actually is actually not that big a problem for me. My parents are really good people and have been an inspiration to me in many things. I was raised Roman Catholic so of course went to Catholic schools all my life. I once had a crazy dream of wanting to attend Notre Dame in the States but that didn't happen. It was too far away for my...

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