Cuck Service
As Wyatt patrolled the outside of the Standburg mansion, he puffed on the e-cigarette they had given him as a gift for his loyal service. The warmth the e-cigarette sent throughout his body was welcome as the heat of summer had given way to frequent cold snaps. He had little time to marvel at the technology. Hoodlums were active in the area yet again. Wyatt had worked hard to drive them off last time. They must have known he was only one man, and that however competent, by constantly poking at...