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The door to the kitchen opened behind me and the kitchen maid, who also served in the dining room, bustled through. " I'm sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Malone." " No problem, Ashley. I just got here myself. " I looked up at the taught fabric over Ashley's full breasts as she leaned forward to set out my orange juice, eggs and bacon. My eyes traveled up to her brown hair, smoothed back into a ponytail, and down her body to her short denim skirt. My fingers slid up between her thighs under the short skirt. I found the spot at the top of her inner thigh that I loved so much, so very soft and smooth. " And how are classes going?"

Ashley was taking classes at the local community college in food prep and was also being given lessons in the kitchen by the chef. She would serve my breakfast and rush off to class this morning, as she did every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. " Very well, Mr. Malone," she answered, a trifle breathlessly, as my fingers teased across her bare labia.
" I'll have something for you, later today." Ashley's eyes strayed to the front of my pants.
" Yes, that later." I smiled up at her and Ashley answered with a rueful smile of her own. I removed my hand from her skirt and stood. Stepping closer, I backed her up against the dining table until it touched the back of her legs. I reached down and drew her skirt up over her hips. " Sit... now lie back." Looking down at her as she lay before me, her pussy exposed, I pushed her thighs open a little more. I leaned down to press his lips softly to hers. " Now, get to class before you're late," he growled. Ashley had gotten my lust running for the day. Now it was time to pay my compliments to the chef.

I went through the door to the kitchen and found Angie in a pool of early morning sunlight from the large picture window over the sink. She was sunny herself. Her movements were efficient as she chopped vegetables at the counter in the sunlight. Her dark curls bounced as she moved. She was a short, petite woman. I walked silently across the kitchen to stand behind her. " Good morning Angie," I murmured into her ear. She squeaked and jumped. " How many times do I have to tell you not to scare the person with the knife?"
I grinned and leaned down to wrap my arms around her from behind as she set the knife down. I pressed my nose into her hair. Coconut lime verbena, I was sure. " You're so much fun to scare. The way you jump makes other parts of me.. jump." " Like this part?" she asked, rubbing her ass back against my groin.

" Definitely." I rubbed back myself against her firm ass. " I came in to compliment the chef and reward her for a delicious breakfast. What would you like this morning as a reward?"
I knew what her answer would be as she reached a hand out for a small bowl of strawberries on the counter. She picked up the bowl and turned as I released her, looking up at me through her eyelashes. The sparkle in her eyes always started the morning right for me. " Some cream for my strawberries?" she requested. I stepped back from her and pulled out a chair from the island. Before sitting down, I unbuckled my belt and opened my trousers, releasing my erection. I started to stroke myself as I looked at Angie. " Come here then." Angie came forward and knelt in front of me. She held her bowl in front of her with both hands as she hungrily watched me stroke. " Set your bowl aside, Angie. I want some help this morning."

Angie reached up, set the bowl on the island and rose to her feet. She grabbed a bottle of canola oil from a cupboard and poured a scant teaspoon into her hand then rubbed it into her hands as if using lotion. She knelt again at my feet. I placed my hands on my thighs as Angie took over. Just the way she looked at it made me groan. " uuuuh..uuuuh."
She was such a sensual woman, bubbly and full of life. Everything she did, she did with her whole being. Now, her attention was focused on my cock and only good things could come of that. Angie's strong hands were just this side of painful as she slowly squeezed my cock toward the head. She had come from a small dairy farm in Iowa where she'd often milked cows by hand when the power went out. I had to teach her to be gentler with me. She held my balls now in her cupped palm, rolling them just a little.
Practically salivating, she watched the pre-come dribble from my cock. Leaning down to lick the dribble up with the tip of her tongue, it looked as if she were catching the drip of an ice cream cone before it was lost.

Her right hand cupped the head of my cock as if polishing it and loosely rolled around it. Her fingers formed into a circle with her forefinger and thumb touching and pushed down over the head, letting it pop through. She stroked down then loosened her grip and twisted her hand back and forth, so loosely that it was more like she was polishing me.
I had already been aroused from the moment I saw Ann bend over, on through my playful encounter with Ashley, to walking into the kitchen to see Angie. Now, the enjoyment she took in playing with my cock sent the cum surging from my balls. She quickly grabbed her dish and managed to catch most of it. I sat back and watched as she devoured the cum covered strawberries with little mmmm's and ooooo's of delight, then licked her fingers clean, her pink tongue flashing out. When she was done, I leaned down to kiss and lick her lips, getting a little of the strawberry flavor. Finally, I let her go and she smiled shyly up. " Thank you."

I entered the garage when I see Mina at her car. I tell Mina to go to the back of the car.
She does as I order and follows me to the back of the car. I quickly grab her hair and push her up against the trunk of the car, bending her over it on her stomach and kicking her legs apart. " Fuck!" She yells. " You certainly make me horny," I whisper into her ear from behind her. She feels my hot breath on her neck and it sends a shiver down her spine. " If you're going to act like a slut, I am going to have to fuck you like one.
You like rough fucking, that turns you on."

" Yes," She strains to say from the weight of me on her back and the pain from her hair that I still have a tight grip on. She knows that when I talk like this I'm very horny. She feels me reaching up between her legs and under her skirt. My feet have her spread eagled as far as she can go. With one hard yank, I rip her soaked g-string off and throw it to the floor. She flinchs, I take one strong hand and pin her arms above her head to the rear window. The pain is still biting against her thighs from having her panties torn from her body. I take my free hand and lift her skirt up her back, tucking it into the back of her dress, thoroughly exposing her tight ass and pussy. I force the skirt up farther, and she hears the seams of the slits on the skirt's sides rip. She gasps a little remembering that this dress cost $500. When the cool breeze wraps itself around her hot pussy, she quickly forgets the loss.

Being exposed is so exhilarating. She imagines what the scene would look like to a stranger walking into the building: a long dark-haired woman in black stilettos bent over the back of a shiny, black BMW with her dress pulled-up and her lacy black thigh-highs, firm ass, and glistening, smooth pussy exposed. The expression on her face and way she is arching her ass up to me makes it obvious that she is filled with wanton lust and crave a good, hard rough fuck. I'm roughly rubbing her ass with my free hand, keeping her arms firmly pinned above her head. Suddenly, there is a smack across her ass. " Little sluts get what they ask for, don't they," I tell more than ask.

She is wincing from the rigid grip I have on her wrists and the sting of my spanking.
" Answer me now!" I fume. " YES! Yes, we get what we deserve," She whimpers.
Suddenly she feels the head of my cock against her soaked pussy. Her stomach flips.
" Oh, fuck me... Please FUCK ME," She pleads. " Hard, Baby; fuck me HARD!" She screams. Too late she realizes the last part sounded like an order not a request.

" Hmmm, you want it hard? How about this," you question as she feels my cock press up against her ass instead of her wet, waiting pussy. " No, please. I didn't mean it like that..." I relinquish my grip on her wrists and move one hand to her shoulder and one to her hip. I press her harder to the car. Then she feels the tip of my long thick cock pressing into her ass. " We don't have any lube," She indignantly retorts, disappointed about this teasing delay and without thinking I'm going to really punish her for her back-talk. She squirms a little, but my cock is planted. She starts breathing harder, nervous now. Realizing I fully intend to fuck her in the ass, She struggles to try to stop me, but I grab her harder and hold her still.

" John..You can't do this now!" She protests her desperation evident. " Please John, you are too big to try without lube... Please NO!" " I can do whatever I want, and there is no one here to stop me," I respond with a laugh, relishing the control I have over her. " Please, without lube you are going to tear me apart," She pleads. " Your juices are lube enough, and the more you struggle the more it is going to hurt," I instruct. I back-up and mercilessly thrust three fingers in her cunt. Forcefully I grind my fingers inside her, coating them. I then place my hand in front of her mouth and tell her to lick my fingers, adding that the wetter she gets them the better it will be for her. She tries to bathe them in her saliva in hopes that it will somehow protect her tight sphincter.

I pull my fingers from her mouth, and some saliva drips down her chin. I rub my fingers around her ass, and quickly replace them with my hard thick cock. The head presses into her tight ass and she let's out a scream. " OMG..JOHN..STOP..TAKE IT OUT!"
The only things listening are the cars. She tries to squirm away again and I forcefully grab both her hips and then plunge my hard cock inside her. " Owwwww!!! NO!!! NOOO!!!" She screams as I tear into her ass. Tears streaming down her cheeks. She holds on to the back of the car for balance. Her knees are shaking and the pain makes her continue to yell. " Stop, please," She sobs, "Please, please... Owwwww, FUCK.... PLEEEESE....." She is on her tip-toes in her high heels as if standing taller will allow her to escape the pain.

She hears me grunting " UUUUH..UUUUH...UUUUH..AAAAH...AAAAH " as I force my cock deeper and deeper into her ass. I'm sliding my rock hard thick cock forcefully in and out. Because of the way she is standing, the entrance is incredibly tight and she can tell that I'm enjoying myself by my panting. I'm fucking her ass harder than I ever have, and she is in incredible pain. " You know you love it, Mina. Tell me you love it," I command. When she doesn't reply, I yank her hair back. " NOW! Tell me NOW!"
" I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT!" She screams over her sobs.

I thrust deeper and guide her hips into a rhythm with mine, her tight asshole finally starts to stretch and relax to accommodate my thick cock. The pain changes to pleasure, moans overtake her cries, and, before she knows it, she is loving it—just like I told her she would. " Mmmmmmm, yeeess," She gasps as she grinds her ass back into me, trying to get even more of my thick rod up into her. I reach one of my hands under her arm and find her nipple through her dress, roughly groping it and making her groan. " ooooh..ooo
oh..ooooh..mmmmmmmm." " You are such a whore getting fucked in the garage," I tell her. " Yes... yes, I am," She agrees. Then, knowing what will happen, She looks over her shoulder with a raised eyebrow and add, " Now fuck rougher me and harder."

I twist her nipple hard and start to really slam her ass. I take the length of my cock all the way to the entrance of my anus and then ram it in until she feels my balls slapping her cheeks. WAP..WAP..WAP..WAP..WAP..WAP. Again and again I pummel her. It is hard to stand in her heels, and I'm partially holding her up so I can violate her deeper and deeper. She never appreciated how long 9" is until this very moment. " I'm going to cum," I whisper to the back of her neck. " Do you want to cum on my face?" She questions. " No! In your ass," I say as I pump harder. my thrusts are driving her closer to her own orgasm. I start to pump her savagely, and She grabs onto the car harder.
" YES, you fucking SLUT!! YES, YES!!!!! TAKE IT!!!!" I shout.

She can't help but shriek out with me: " GOD, I am going to CUM!!! Oh, fuck my ass, FUCK MY ASS!" If any of the staff is nearof this area, they would think I were killing her if She wasn't yelling affirmations. She feels my cock start to jerk inside her and the warm, wetness of my cum fills her. Instantly her building orgasm starts to take control of her body. " I'm cumming! You're making me cum!" She yells. Before she knows it, her clit explodes and she squirts her cum all over both of us and the dirty floor. Still convulsing, She starts, "Ohhhuh, mmmmuh, uh..."

She is whimpering and it sounds like she is speaking a garbled ancient language. I rest my head on her back, spent and panting. She reachs back and holds my thighs with her hands, completely splayed out on the trunk of the car. Then I hear you speak, your composure regained: " You're great Mina?" With that I lean up, flip her over, and lift her up so she is sitting on the trunk of the car. She looks at me questioningly but don't say a word. " I love you," I say. " I love you, too," She replys with a smile. With that I grab her thighs and spread them, bend down, and bury my face in her pussy. " OHHHHHH!!" she moans as she falls back against the car with her hand on the back of my head. Her back arches as my tongue probes her pussy farther and farther. She lifts her right leg and places it over my shoulder. She looks up into the deserted garage and imagines what it would feel like if our show was being watched.

" Oh, GOOOOOOD," She breathes. After the fucking I have given her ass, she is ready to explode into a second orgasm at any moment. My tongue starts to tease her clit, rubbing it clockwise in the way I do it to make her cum. I stop licking, lightly nibbling it, and then start to suck it. " NNNnnnn, yes, yes, more, MORE" She hisses and squirms.
I stop and she knows she has to beg me to allow her to cum. " Please, please let me cum. You know what I need, Baby. Please give it to me," She pleads.

With that I shove three fingers inside her dripping wet pussy, finger fucking it hard while licking her clit. Before she can even look down to watch me, her orgasm starts ripping though her body. " Oh, oh, OOOOOH!!! I am fucking cumming!!! GOD, YEEEESSS!!! Mmmmmm, YES!!!" She shouts as her orgasm hits, relishing the echo of her howls of ecstasy in the building. There is nothing quiet about her orgasms, nor mine. As she continues yelling, she tightens her thighs around my head, pulling the back of my head deeper into her cunt, and press her clit to my tongue trying to get every last lick from me, she possibly can. She squirts the first time she orgasms, so my face is safe as her body continues to shake with post-orgasmic aftershocks.

When I finally come up for air, I lean between her legs and kiss her hard, lacing my tongue around her as I wrap my arms around her and lift her back from the car. She feels weak in my arms, and I know it. She clings to me for a moment. Then, without instruction, she slips from the trunk of the car. Mina is standing leaning aganist the car.
I cup the side of her face a moment and then run the back of my hand across her cheek. " You know, we are really late for work now. We better hurry," I say with a grin as she peels her wet stockings from her still shaky legs. She turns and giving me a pouting face, not wanting to leave yet. We go back to the house to clean up and change clothes.

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PentHouseGold

The footer at Penthouse Gold stamps a 2008 copyright date on the joint, which means it’s old as hell in Internet years. I bet all the old fuckers remember the Penthouse name from long before that, though. The brand got its start as an old-school paper porn rag in England way back in 1965, and I know some of you had your first fap to your dad or your grandpa’s copies hidden under his mattress. Before the Internet, these guys were some of the biggest names in the business alongside Playboy and...

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Lupe The Colombian Guesthouse MILF

I want to tell the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse, on the Pacific coast of Colombia, in South America. But I must give you some background first.I had graduated from university here in London and had then taken a year out travelling around the world. On my travels across Europe and Asia, I had pursued my passion for photographing the natural world. I had set up a website and posted updates almost every...

Lupe the Colombian Guesthouse MILF Satisfies

I continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was...

Treehouse Adventures

There are twenty four usable hours in every day. That is what my mother used to tell me when I was a younger. She told me that I had to make sure to make every hour count. I never really took her words to heart, and I let time slip by me. Before I knew it, I was graduating high school and I was on my way to college. Where did my teen years go? Was it time for me to grow up? What had I accomplished? I am eighteen years old and on my way to a major university. I received a scholarship and a full...

Treehouse Masters Teenage Love HutChapter 5

Pete drove up to the Harris property, having just returned from a cliff-side treehouse near Memphis, Tennessee which was in serious need of modification, lest it kill both of the trees which were supporting it. The first thing the head of NTAS saw as he brought the pick-up truck to a stop was his son Henry, who was carrying a bucket of paint. “How’s it going?” the father called out. “Going great,” Henry called back as his father made his way to the back yard. “But Paula wants to talk to...

Treehouse Masters Teenage Love HutChapter 6

Pete led Julie into her back yard, at which point he insisted that she look down, not up. Her parents and what looked like half of Tupelo followed at a respectful distance. “OK, now just stay looking down,” Pete told the eager teenage girl, “OK, now on three-two-one you can look up. Ready?” Julie was almost vibrating with excitement. “Yes, yes I’m ready!” “OK then,” Pete told her. “Three, two, one ... Look up!” Julie looked up and gasped. “Great Shades of Elvis!” she breathed. Several...

Lighthouse Road

Karen and I bought a light keeper's house, which was on a two-mile road. Our house was about one-third of a mile from the lighthouse. The lighthouse has been nonoperational for five years and sits at the water's edge at the road's end. The local college students use it as a lovers' lane, parking by the lighthouse to accomplish their goals. The locals call the road 'Make Out Lane' instead of the original, 'Lighthouse Lane.' We enjoy the house with all its old fashion things, plus a mystery a day...

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On His Bathhouse PassWayne is, I'm sure, exactly the type of person that the bathhouse was hoping for when they gave away the 8 Hour Free Pass, as one the door prizes at the Gay Pride Festival. Wayne just happens to be one of those 'pretty boys' that any bathhouse would love to have hanging around. Age 23, 5'11', 185 pounds, 44 inch chest, 32 inch waist, short dark brown flat top, a bubble butt made of stone, that anybody in their right mind would love to fuck, and a very respectably long and...

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All characters in this are over the age of 18. —– ‘It’s okay, my parents are out of town.’ Alice whispered into the ear of Marcus as the two stood kissing on the front porch of her house. The two college freshmen had just returned from their first date, and Marcus had walked Alice to the front door. Who said gentlemanly courtesy was dead? What had initially been intended as a simple, respectful kiss goodnight had been prolonged by Alice gently holding him to her, their tongues had danced...

Lupe The Colombian Guesthouse MILF Passes The Torch

I continue the tale of how I got involved in the amazing sexual exploits of Lupe, my uncle’s second wife, when I stayed at their guesthouse.I had travelled to the Pacific Coast of Colombia, on my first paid photography assignment after graduating from university. I was staying in a fairly remote small town, as my uncle had moved from the UK many years ago, and bought a guesthouse there.My Uncle Gerry was almost sixty, and I was stunned on arrival at the guesthouse to meet his wife Lupe, who was...

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THE PLAYHOUSE Copyright Transfemme, 2002. CHAPTER 1: Candidate Verity Sherman walked down the central colonnade of the Facility, a pretty young woman in a pastel yellow sundress, her full lips pursed with trepidation. It was Monday morning; the Committee was meeting at ten thirty-five to discuss her latest progress report. Verity noted the time with an anxious turn of her wrist. Attendance was mandatory; she couldn't afford to be late by even a few seconds. She quickened her...

The Houseboat Incident Chapter 1

It was the summer before my freshman year of college. My sister had returned home for the first part of summer. Since we would both be attending the same college in the coming year we decided to get in some early bonding time. We had enjoyed many days shopping and sunbathing while exchanging stories of some of our sexual exploits. There wasn't a day that went by that I hadn't learned how much of a cock hungry slut my older sister really was. Her sort of on again off again guy, Cody, invited us...

The Lighthouse Keeper

George awoke coughing, the taste of salt water in his mouth. As soon as the convulsions stopped, and he opened his eyes, the drowning dream quickly receded and vanished along with the salty taste on his tongue. Drowning was George’s worst nightmare. Despite being surrounded by water he could not swim. He believed that his hatred of water actually kept him alive. Keep out of the stuff, as well as away from it, and you will be OK, that was his motto. Yet here he was, surrounded by the sea, and...

Letter to Staff

Everything here is fictional except the Web Site cited. Log on to it or this story only if of age, and only at your own risk. And meanwhile, a happy and deeply satisfying New Year to all of you! Letter to the Staff of sissify.com (as dictated to Vickie Tern) Dear Sissify Staff: I think you should know how my signing on with you has changed my life. I know I'm happier now by far, but that isn't up to me any more. My girlfriend...

The Making of a Houseboy

Hilde patted the edges of her mouth with the linen napkin. Looking to her husband, he smiled and placed his cutlery in a perfect line on his empty plate.“Very good, you have certainly passed this aspect of the interview with flying colours.”Graciously, I nodded my head, “You are welcome, I like cooking, even more so for other people.”Noticing their wine glasses were a quarter full, I scuttled around the table to charge them. I topped up their water glasses too.“Would you like the cheese board...

The Houseboy

If I had been told on my sixteenth birthday, that I would end up working as a houseboy, I would’ve advised the forecaster of that statement to sign up for some psychological evaluation. That, however, is exactly what happened by the time I had turned seventeen-years-old.To fully explain how this came about, I am afraid that I now have to embark on a two-part history lesson:Firstly, after my mother had left my dad and me when I was eight-years-old, my father continued to be employed as a foreman...

I encourage and help the houseboy to fuck my drunken wife

I’ve already told you about the first time I watched my wife being fucked. That was by my boss when I was based in Europe, after a fairly drunken evening. She had no recollection of the incident the next morning. Actually that’s not quite correct, she knew she had been fucked but assumed it was by me. We spent several years in Europe but she stayed fairly frigid, only really fuckable when drunk. I then got transferred to our Nairobi office. I should really have declined the posting...

The Quest for the Black QipaoChapter 2 Harry The Houseboy

Harry’s life as a Phyllis’s houseboy had turned out to be better than the situation of many of his contemporaries. A sponsored male in New Order Britain wasn’t under the sort of constant surveillance, harassment, and suspicion of subversion that un-sponsored males had to put up with. And besides, Phyllis had turned out to be a reasonable sponsor. The dream at school had been to be picked out as some girl’s life-partner but, realistically, that didn’t happen to more than a handful of men....

Boathouse Revisited

We’ll need a little genealogy: My uncle Robert, born in 1935; my mother, 1938; my brother Terry, 1961; me in 1963, and my Jeremy, 1986, and Rochelle, the year following. Jeremy says the odds of three generations being boy-girl are 1:64. I didn’t learn anything that interesting when I took biology from Mrs. Thornton, though I read about this lady who had nine daughters in a row. I’ll bet the last one never got a new anything. So here are three pairs of siblings in our family tree, one line per...

The Hippy Girl In The Lighthouse

He became tempted by an old Light house on the south west coast of England which was going up for sale by auction. Being the only person at the auction who was willing to commit to the responsibility of renovating and maintaining the historic structure meant that he won the bidding straight away without competition. Using money borrowed from his parents and the bank, it was to be his heart filled project converting it into a home for him to live, whilst abiding by the rules of keeping the...

Top of the Lighthouse

THE LIGHTHOUSE TOP OF THE LIGHTHOUSE By Wolff ?2006 Wolfwerks She was obsessed with the old lighthouse. She did not know if it was its blatant phallic form or the white light on the top ? now extinguished ? or something else, but it held a siren call for her. When she mentioned it would be nice to watch fireworks from it, he said with exasperation, ?You want a lighthouse? I?ll GIVE you a lighthouse AND fireworks. Oh yes!? Oh the Fourth of July, at dusk, he made her drive them to the...

Treehouse Adventures 3

They say that time changes everything, and that people move on. But, do they really move on, or do they just set things aside and allow themselves to be okay with it? Was I okay with setting things aside and completely moving on, once and for all? ___________ “He is what?” I said, almost enraged by what I was hearing. “What do you mean ‘Henry is getting married.’ He can’t be getting married.” I flung myself down on to my over sized black leather sofa and crossed my legs. I shook the leg...

Teenage Treehouse Encounter

Angelica scrambled up the tree, hugging the trunk between her thighs as she reached for one of the top branches. Deftly, like the thousands of times she had done it before, she pulled herself up into the little treehouse before anyone could spy her outfit. Angelica was eighteen and enrolled at one of the city's most prestigious all-girls Catholic high school for her final year. Next year she would be off at university, but until then she was living at home, under the watchful eye of her...

TreehouseChapter 2 Truth or Dare

"Well, that certainly was a unique experience!" said Bob. He and his friends, Kim, Heather, Sarah, and Jack had just witnessed from the vantagepoint of Bob's old treehouse some passionate lovemaking by his next door neighbors, the Smiths. The dim light of a lamp in the lower level of Bob's palatial hiding place in the leaves illuminated all their faces. Each glowed with perspiration from the experience of watching. They sat for a long time in silence each wondering if the sexual tension...

Treehouse Masters Teenage Love HutChapter 2

The team from Nelson Treehouse and Supply was making good time on the treehouse Paul and Paula Harris had commissioned for their daughter’s sweet sixteen. There was much use of pulleys, nail-guns, and human muscle with an occasional break for coffee or to talk to the Animal Planet production crew. Suddenly Paula came running up to the base of the tree. “Pete!” she cried out, “Pete, I’ve got bad news. I just got a notice from City Hall. You can’t build this design!” Pete was horrified. He...

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