[CAUTION: This story contains piss and pooping activity. If this offends you please don't read this.] Bob was trying to enjoy a little vacation but while he was sleeping he was sexually abused by several men. A woman staying at this resort came to his aid and provided him some comfort.
This time this is a fantasy and not reality I got this idea watching my neighbor work in his yard. Then talking to someone else on this site this story came out. Here is some info about me. Just turned 41. Still attractive if I dare say so. I am more a prudish, conservative looking woman but I have left my instincts taking me in new directions
This is a future history of England over the Twenty-First Century and into the next. It is a multi-threaded narrative that travels from place-to-place, succeeds from year-to-year, and passes from one person to another. England's green and pleasant land is visited by famine, plague, war and pestilence. Governments come and go. The ocean levels inexorably rise. International relations worsen. And the English people stumble through the chaos as best they can. Who said there was No Future?