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Life went on in paradise. That's what Maria and I now called the island. A private joke to keep us from turning into Mom. I wanted so much to talk to Dad about my mother, but never could. Sometimes after a night when Mom talked dirty and screamed her pleasure we'd exchange uncomfortable glances, but nothing more. And to his credit, he never brought up anything Maria and I did in the shed or elsewhere.

We continued to explore the island. Out of boredom more than hoping we'd find anything. One time we followed the stream all the way to its source—a high waterfall flowing down black volcanic rock. Most times we didn't find anything new.

Sometimes Maria and I went, sometimes Dad alone, and sometimes I tagged along with him. At least one of us would stay with Mom. Her only excursion, other than when Dad took her upstream for a bath, was when we went to the beach. Even that was a toll on her with Dad often carrying her the final leg home.

During one of those trips to the beach, Mom and Dad sat under a tree watching the ocean. Well, Dad watched the ocean. Mom gazed straight ahead where the ocean happened to be. Maria and I frolicked in the water, body surfing waves and dunking each other.

I came up sputtering when Maria said, "What's that?"

I looked over my shoulder at where she was pointing. The glint caused me to squint. I spun around. Shielding my eyes with my hand, I peered at the waves crashing onto a clump of rocks. There it was again. A flash.

I trudged through the water, taking long slow steps, my toes digging into the soft sand. There it was. A sheet of metal being tossed about by the breaking waves.

When I got close, I waited. A wave flung it onto the rocks. I reached for it, but it slipped from my grasp. It floated away until another wave threw it at the rocks. I snagged it with one hand and then held on tight with both as the undertow tried to wrench it free. When the tugging eased, I dragged it onto the beach.

Maria ran up to me. "What is it?"

"Something metal. Who knows?"

My father jogged to us. "Maria, go stay with Mrs. Walters."

Maria walked to where my mother was sitting while Dad and I stared at the object.

"Where do you think it came from?" I asked.

Dad dropped to a knee and ran his palm over the surface. He stood up and flipped it over.

"You're lucky you didn't cut yourself," he said. "Look at the jagged edge."

"What is it?"

"I don't know. Maybe part of our jet. Or it could be anything. Let's take it back to the shed."

I stooped to pick it up.

"Careful," my father yelled. "It's sharp. I'll do it."

Dad lifted the sheet of shiny metal and carried it to where the others were sitting. He told Maria to help Mom back to the shed while he carried the metal. It wasn't heavy, but he was afraid I would cut myself. An infection could be fatal.

After returning to the shed and finishing lunch, Maria tended to my mother. Dad and I sat on the ground with the shiny metal object between us. I started to say something several times, but understood my father. Deep in thought he was not to be disturbed.

Maria finished with Mom and said, "What are you gonna do with it? It's a piece of junk."

Dad glanced up at her and then returned to studying the object.

"We could use it as a table," Maria said. "Or a target."

Dad looked at her as if she were from another planet. "A target?"

"Yeah. Throw rocks at it."

Dad lowered his head and shook it. I jumped to my feet and placed an arm around Maria. When she was about to say something else, I hugged her to my side. She remained quiet.

Dad lifted the metal as he stood up. We followed him to the area behind the shed where he leaned it against the structure and backed up. After staring at it, he looked up at the sky and then moved the sheet of metal on a different angle and then backed up again. Maria and I watched without speaking.

Dad turned towards me. "Bobby, tomorrow morning we're going to the waterfall." He then walked back to the front where Mom was sitting.

"What was that about?" Maria asked.

"I guess we'll find out tomorrow."

The next morning after breakfast, Dad came out of the shed with a rolled up rope slung on his shoulder and some tools. I followed him to the back of the shed where he let the rope slide down his arm to the ground. The sheet of metal was still leaning against the shed. He laid it flat.

Resting on a knee, Dad placed the blade of a screwdriver about six inches from the edge of the metal, centered, and smacked the handle with a hammer. He wiggled the screwdriver until it came free of the hole and positioned it again. He drove the blade through the metal several more times, making the hole bigger. The jagged edges were hammered down, and then he tested the size by pushing the end of the rope through it.

Dad handed me the rope, hammer, and screwdriver. "Bobby, let's go."

"Where?"

"I told you. The waterfall. The sooner we go the sooner we'll be back."

After Dad tucked the sheet of metal under his arm, pressing it to his side like a woman protecting her pocketbook, we started our trip. The waterfall was a ways upstream so we didn't make the trip often. It was too hard on Mom.

We passed my favorite fishing place. Then where Maria and I made love the first time. The vegetation thickened as the sound of the waterfall got louder. We didn't talk. I plodded along trying to keep pace with my father who kept pulling ahead.

And then we were there. The mist from the waterfall cooled my sweat-covered skin. I looked up. It had to be fifty feet high. Maybe a hundred. On both sides of the falling water was black jagged rock, shaped over time by earthquakes, wind, and rain. The top appeared flat with the water spilling over it like an overflowing bucket, falling fast, crashing into the body of water at the bottom with a powerful splash and thunderous sound.

Dad laid the sheet of metal down and sat on the ground. I joined him, glad to finally rest. Not only was the trip long, but uphill.

"What are we going to do?" I asked.

Dad shielded his eyes with a hand at his brow and pointed at the waterfall. "I'm going to put the metal up there."

"Why?"

"Maybe a boat or plane will see the reflection."

"So?"

Dad frowned. "So maybe they'll investigate. I'm still hoping they know sort of where we went down. Maybe help will come."

"Do you think so?"

Dad's face turned sullen. His eyes dropped. He looked back up. "There's a chance. I don't know what else to do."

I stared at the waterfall. "How high?"

Dad looked up, too. "I don't know. I'll decide when I get there."

"How are we going to do it?" I asked.

"Not us. Me. You wait for me down here." He stuck his hand out. "Give me the rope."

I did and Dad threaded it through the hole. Then he stood up and tied it around his waist with the sheet of metal hanging behind him.

Dad looked up at the waterfall and then back at me. "I'll be back as soon as I can." He was silent for a moment and then said, "Bobby, you've been a great help. I'm proud of you."

I stared at him through watering eyes. Dad wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tight.

Before I could say anything, he jogged to the base of the mountain. The sheet of metal bounced on his butt. He glanced over his shoulder at me and then lifted his right foot onto a rock, testing it before pushing up. He did the same with his left foot on the next rock that jutted out, clutching other rocks and vegetation that grew out of the side of the mountain with his hands. Dad climbed higher and higher. It reminded me of the rock walls he made me climb when I was a kid.

He stopped from time to time to gaze at the ocean and up at the sun. I was getting a crick in the back of my neck from looking up. But he kept climbing. Dad held on to some vegetation growing out of the rock and peered down at me. He placed his other hand over his mouth like a megaphone and screamed something. With the roar of the waterfall, I couldn't hear him so cupped my ear, shook my head, and held my palms up at shoulder height in the universal huh? jester. He nodded and turned back around.

Dad used his free hand to untie the rope from his waist. He moved the sheet of metal to his front and looped the rope around the vegetation with one hand and tied it. Then he looked down and stretched his right leg, feeling around with his foot. He found a rock and started his climb down.

With his head below the bottom of the metal, Dad tugged on it. It held. He then continued his descent. He got down around ten feet when his foot slipped. He reached for something to hold on to, but his hands came up empty.

My father fell. His body hit a protruding rock and flipped over. He continued to fall. I ran towards the waterfall, but only took three strides when he crashed onto the ground. I stopped in my tracks.

No movement.

I dashed to where he lay. Blood gushed from my father's head, from the crack in his skull. The splintered bone protruding from his broken arm was stained red.

"Dad! Dad!" I cried out.

He didn't move. I touched his shoulder. Still no movement. I rolled him onto his back and stared at his chest. No movement there either. I placed a trembling finger under his nose and waited. Nothing. No air. No breathing. I pressed my fingers against the side of his neck praying for a pulse. Nothing. I moved my fingers to other areas. Maybe I was in the wrong place. Still nothing.

I collapsed onto my butt. Tears flowed down my cheeks.

What was I to do? I stared at the lifeless body of my father. I couldn't leave him there.

Time passed. How long, I don't know. I grabbed Dad under the armpits and hoisted him to a sitting position. It made me sick when his head fell onto his shoulder. But I couldn't leave him there. Draping his unbroken arm over my back, I dug my shoulder into his gut and gritted my teeth as I stood up. Carrying him like a fireman would, he folded over my shoulder.

I could do it. I had to do it.

I started my trek back. Thick vegetation scratched my arms and legs as I barreled through. The only thought was making it back and not leaving him. It became easier when the growth thinned out, but he was getting heavier. I plodded along. One time the weight caused me to drop to my knee. I rested, huffing and puffing, and then forced myself back up.

I reached the place Maria and I had made love. I walked a little faster. I came upon my fishing spot. Almost there. I slowed down, trying not to make noise. There it was, the shed. I scanned the area. Mom wasn't in sight. No one was. Maria must be with her inside the shed.

As quietly as I could, I carried Dad to the back of the shed and lowered him to the ground. Then I walked around to the front and went inside.

"Oh my god! Oh my god!" Maria screamed. "You're hurt. Oh my god!"

"I'm fine. Just tired."

"You're bleeding."

I looked down. Dad's blood soaked my shirt. "It's not mine."

"What happened? I don't—"

I put a finger to my lips for Maria to be quiet. I looked over at Mom. She was the same as always. I motioned for Maria to come outside and she followed me.

"It's Dad," I said. "I carried him back."

"Your father? He's hurt? Where is he?" Maria's head moved back and forth with her eyes searching.

I placed my hands on her shoulders at arm's length. "He fell. He's, he's dead."

"Dead!"

"Shh. Quiet. Mom will hear," I said in a hushed voice.

"Oh my god! Where is he?"

"Out back. I'll bury him there."

"What happened?"

"I'll tell you later. I need to bury him. Take care of Mom while I do it. Don't let her know."

When I went inside for the shovel, I stopped to stare at my mother. What was to become of us? The two adults were gone. It was only Maria and me. Maria was older, but I felt in charge now.

Out back, I contemplated a place for my father. The other graves were in a row. We were not part of them. We needed our own resting place. I chose one and started digging. I stopped, studying the area. Yes, there was room for four graves. More if Maria had children. Tears flowed down my face as I dug.

Standing in the hole, I wiped the sweat off my brow with my forearm. I realized it was deeper than the one we buried the Spaniard in. I threw the shovel over the side and climbed out.

I walked over to Dad, all the while hoping he would sit up. He didn't. I grabbed him under the armpits and dragged his body to the hole. After swinging his feet into one end, I dropped to my knees and guided his body the length of the grave. Now lying prone on my belly with my arms extended in the hole, I let go. Dad dropped to the bottom.

Retrieving the shovel, I scooped up dirt and tossed it over his legs. I threw more and more in, moving up his body. When a shovel of dirt hit his chest and splattered his face, I closed my eyes and cried. What I did next was the hardest thing I had ever done. I tossed dirt on his face.

I couldn't stand to see him like that so I quickly shoveled load after load of dirt into the hole. When I stopped to catch my breath, Dad was gone. All that remained was dirt. I filled the hole and then piled coconuts on top of it.

Dropping to a knee, I said, "God, my father believed in You. Please take care of him. He was a good man."

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The Society of Atreus by C. A. Smith ©2005 Part 1 It all began with certain drawings. She had come across them on the internet one night almost two years ago whenshe felt a little lonely, a little horny. She was just bopping around, lookingfor something that would stir up a bit of a tingle in that bodily zone thatwas her chief source of solace, bliss and ecstasy. Looking for something alittle naughty. Something a little outrageous. She'd found it all right! Firstthe drawings, then stories to...

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Georgia Goes to UniversityChapter 10 The Spanking Society and the Top Brass See Me Naked

The Friday after my public humiliation (that I loved every seconds of) was the meeting of the Spanking Society. Riley had agreed to come along with me, and to get spanked. Wearing just very short dresses and a warm jacket, we got a taxi to the pub, got ourselves a drink then asked where the function room was. As with the Orgasm Club there was a huge bouncer outside the door who opened it when I said that we were there to see Tommy. The room was bigger than the Red Lion function room but the...

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Private Society

Do we live in a Private Society? I guess it depends on how you define the term. I’m sure some would argue the days of true privacy are long gone, our pure alone time sacrificed for phones that know exactly when and where you want a burger or a beat-off. These days, the smarter motherfuckers won’t even crank it in front of the computer without their webcams covered up, because who the hell knows who’s watching? Incidentally, you might want to cover it up now if you’re worried you’ve accidentally...

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Polite Society

Sociology students take at least one course in social deviance, I took that course as well. Now, many years later, I am a social deviant writing sexually explicit stories, and you, dear readers, are being socially deviant as well. You see, what we do on explicit web sites is still outside the boundaries of socially acceptable behavior. Even though the boundaries are much more broad in contemporary society, the content of these stories is the imaginative fantasy of the writer and most often a...

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Naked Society

The Naked Society consisted of a group of wealthy influential individuals that have existed since the mid 2020s. They believe that the more puritanical rules that were inherited from the old world stifled the evolution of man. The most important being removing the boundaries of shame that most people impose on exposed flesh. They funded several nude studies over the years, not just in the U.S., but all over the world. In the early 2050's they convinced the federal government to implement a nude...

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The Fucking Society

Authors note: In some parts of this story, there will be Conditions, so you will need the "Start Game" button or the story will not make any sense. The Stories where you need it will be marked as such. Edit note: Originally this was planned as a little collection of Whorehouses and the events which take place in them but I realized quickly, that there is so much more to tell here. This is not just a Whorehouse Collection (don´t worry it still is too, you find them in the Section with this...

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Tentacle Society

The year is 9 TE (decreed as the Tentacle Era, or 2026 if you're going by the Resistance Model) and most of the known world is in a state of blissful, orgasmic peace. After almost twenty years of being molested by infinite hordes of tentacles, humanity has all but forgotten the meaning of "rape". All sex, whether invited or not, has become something to be celebrated - or at least accepted with little comment as you go about your day. This is mostly due to the tentacles themselves, which have no...

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Gokul Dham Society Part 8211 3

Sabse phle to jisne meri story pdhi or mujhe mail kiye usk liye dhnywad ummid h apko mera ye part bhi psnd aayega Agr accha lge to mujhe mail kriyega gmail.com Ab me story start krta hu . Daya ki mast chudai ke bad hum chlte h gokul dham society me jha subh subh ka shant mahol h . Jethalal akela hota h ghr pr tbhi phone ki ring bajti h . Jetha: hello Tarak: jethalal me mehta bol rha hu Jetha : ha mehta sab boliye aaj subh subh kese yad kiya .? Tarak:mene socha aaj daya bhabhi nhi h to aaj ka...

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Gokul Dham Society Part 8211 1

Subh ka time rahta h jethalal ke ghr pr :- Phone bajta h .Daya phone uthati h . Daya: hello Sundar: hello bena me sundar bol raha hu ahmdabad se .Rakhi aane wali h isliye tumhe ahmbad aana h . Daya: ha veera me tapu or babuji kal subah hi ahmdabad k liye nikal rahe h .Or sab kesa chal raha h .? Sudar: sab thik h behna accha me abhi busy hu yha aane pr bat krte h . Daya: thik h veera (phone kat deti h ) Jetha: (khush hote huve ) kal ahmdabad ja rahe ho mujhe chhod kr .? Daya: ap bhi chliye...

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Society Whore Anjali 8211 Part 1

This is a story about a wife named Anjali and how she was brutally exploited and abused and used by the members of her society (colony) like the managers, watchmen, milkmen and many other low class people. This story is written by author of Brutal Brother Series Hi, mera naam Anjali h or mai 23 saal ki hu. Mai ek shaddi-shuda housewife hu jo apni pati ke sath Delhi m reheti hu. Meri pati ek sarkari naukari karte h or usme bohat busy bhi rehete h vo mujhe bohat kam time de pate h or hamari sex...

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The Conflicts of Magic Tradition and Society Caught Breaking the Rules

So, yeah, this story contains sex. It contains weird stuff as well. I'm doing my best, though, to make this story very worthwhile. It's going to have likeable characters that will be developed by action instead of discription. I think that it's time that I make a good, well-written story. Keep in mind that this little message is being written before-hand. I'm going to try and collaborate with people to make it a good one. I've been kind of inspired from reading a lot of...

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Society Wedding

This is a story of man to she-male sex. If you are underage or offended, go elsewhere. Society Bride By Alice Barry Years ago, in another time in my life, I had a very strange neighbor. We have all had strange neighbors; but this is the story of Darlene and me. The day after Darlene moved in across the hall, she knocked on my door in her nightgown. For some interminable reason, she had been taking out the garbage in just her nightie and dropped the house key in the dumpster. I...

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The Heartbreakers Society

This story contains adult material and, if you’re not of age to read that/don’t like what you see here, don’t read it.  I think it goes without saying that some of the acts that take place in this work of fiction should never be attempted by anyone, professional or otherwise, living or dead.  Rape is bad, M’kay?It is unseasonably cold outside for so early in September and the skies are clouded gray with the threat of an early snowfall or a downpour of freezing rain.  This being a suburb of...

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Discipline Society

In a place known only as the Discipline Society, the government created laws that allowed for the corporal punishment of women under the age of 40. This decision came about due to a belief that younger women were not mature enough to act obediently on their own. Specifically, the law allowed organizations, such as schools or companies, to punish women who broke the rules. The types of punishment varied depending on the location. Some places preferred more mild punishments in order to not...

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The SocietyChapter 4

"Hi Sondra, it's Brenda. Have i caught you at a bad time?" "Not really. There just don't seem to be many good times lately." "Whoa, sounds like someone could use some cheering up." "I... yes! How about lunch?" "Great! Rommany's okay?" "I'll see you in an hour." Sondra hung up the phone and hurried upstairs to get ready. It had been several days since her disappointing confrontation with Brad and she was still smarting to think he would even have to consider making a...

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The SocietyChapter 6

Sondra awoke smiling to find herself in the middle of a circular bed so large that spreading her arms and legs fully she still could not come within two feet of the edge. She was also completely naked. The thought flashed through her mind to cover herself as Joubert entered from the bathroom wearing a silk bathrobe, but although her mind was a bit fuzzy about last night (Sondra was not accustomed to the effects of stiff brandies) she could still quite vividly recollect that Joubert had not...

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The Society Party Crashers

WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or...

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The Society

Julie sat in The Society Director’s antechamber nervously drumming her fingers on a file folder almost an inch thick. She glanced at her watch. 2:59. She wouldn’t have much longer to wait. She had heard about The Society from an old boyfriend. He had been a member before he met her, but he lost his job and couldn’t afford the dues anymore. He told her stories she could hardly believe. The Society was, the way he told it, the ultimate sexual match-making service. They would set members up for...

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Femdom Fart Society

In the year 2024, newly elected President Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez declared that all men needed to be subdued, so that women could thrive in the United States. Slowly, Ocasio-Cortez pulled away more and more rights from men, starting by taking away their right to own weapons, and then their right to purchase property, their right to accept a higher work position than a woman, and so on and so forth until men were left with fewer rights than dogs and cats. Some people were of course hesitant to...

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ConeShaped Cock Society part I Origins

Author's Note: My multi-part short stories tell the exploits of a special society: The Cone-Shaped Cock Society. Membership in the CSCS is exclusively by invitation. Invitees must be a male with a particular anatomical feature:When erect, their penis must be more than three times as wide at the base as it is at the tip.Very few men qualify for membership, but those who do share their bedroom exploits with each other in this Society - online, sharing short stories, usually accompanied by...

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vilage girl to society lady

I grew up in a rural Maharashtrian village. I was tall for my age of18 years, about 5′7″ and thin. I had round breast with big pointednipples, thin waist and well moulded buttocks and tapering legs. Mycolor was slight dark and my face was oval shaped. I had slanted eyes,thin pointed and slighltly upturned nose, pouting lips and good eventeeth, which sparkled when I smiled. I was not considered beautiful ina traditional way but by the age of 19, I could observe that most menwere giving me sly...

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Lisa and the Society

Lisa was glad to have her sister over for the evening. After the divorce and the k**s moving out, the loneliness was getting to her. She wondered how her sister had made it through her divorce and still seemed so happy."I just don't get it, Amber," Lisa said, wiping tears from her cheeks. "How do you do it? You make it look so easy.""It wasn't easy at first. It gets better as time goes on." Amber moved closer and wrapped her arms around Lisa. She then brushed Lisa's hair out of her face and...

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Society Ki Ladki Ko Choda

Hi indian sex stories dot net doston…I’m rahul and I am 23 years old living in pune.My height is 5’10 and weight is 70 kg.My dick size is about 6.5 inches long..If any girl or any lady wants satisfaction or pleasure then they can contact me, story kaise lagi batana,my email id is lets come to the story. Ye baat aaj se 6 month pahle ki hai,mai roj raat ko khana khane ke baad society me walk karne jata tha,wahi mujhe nikita (name changed) dikhi.She was 25 at that time.Her figure is...

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Society Whore Anjali Part 8211 3

Ye meri story ka third part hai jimse ki mai bataungi ki kis tarha meri society eke k neta type admin or uske dosto ne ramesh ki gair maujudgi mai ek week ke liye apni rand banaya or jo unki marzi aayi vo mere saath kiya jisme ki sharma ji or anil ka bhi haath tha. Jis tarha se mai pehele anil ki personal rand thi ab usi tarha mujhe sharma ji bhi apni rand ki tarha use karte hai vo mujhe apne ghar bulate hai khub buri tarha se chodte hai or na jane kya kya nhi karvate. Or upar se anil jo mujhe...

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Village Girl Turns Society Lady

visit here to see real pic of these story www.papahaxx.comI am married but have my own life now.I grew up in a rural Maharashtrian village. I was tall for my age of16 years, about 5'7" and thin. I had round breast with big pointednipples, thin waist and well moulded buttocks and tapering legs. Mycolor was slight dark and my face was oval shaped. I had slanted eyes,thin pointed and slighltly upturned nose, pouting lips and good eventeeth, which sparkled when I smiled. I was not considered...

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Society for Prevention of Cruelty to Boys

(This story actually began as a daydream/fantasy that I used to have, many years ago. I just thought about writing it out in story form. Hope you enjoy - katie.) The Society for Prevention of Cruelty to Boys (S.P.C.B.) By Katie Dale Ironically, it all began on my thirteenth birthday. On that day, May the 7th 2080, the "Kindness to Boys" act passed government, almost unanimously, and became law. Let me give a little explanation into the background of this law, and why it...

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