Harem Mannequin 3
Harem Mannequin 3 By Paul G. Jutras Stanley took off his hat. The increasing wind blew against his map and threw sand and dirt into his face. The silhouette of a building could be seen in the distance. ?That place isn?t on the map,? he muttered. ?What is this wind?? He thought to himself. ?It came out of nowhere. Just like that building.? ?Hello!? shouted Stanley as he reached the building. He could hear the murmuring of girls from the other side of the door. When the...