Kyle the were moose gets lucky
Kyle was an average guy in his late twenties, and the last person anyone would ever expect to become a terror stalking his suburban development at the edge of town.“Your father couldn’t keep his eyes off my tits, you know.” Gina looked out at the endless pine trees lining the road as they whizzed by in the twilight.“I mentioned it to him,” Kyle said. “He’s always been a lecher. Getting worse in his old age, too. But can you blame him? I said you should wear something less form-fitting. You’re...
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