A story in the 100,000 Boys Universe
When a plague kills all men, the last hope for humanity is 100,000 boys still in utero. This is one of those boys' story.
I remember my mother telling me that Grandma Coit (no NOT Coitus!) had once said that the Bible was the dirtiest book she had ever read. At the time, when I was in high school, I took that to mean that my maternal grandmother had been conservative in her choice of literature. But later, as I studied the Good Book professionally, I came to realize my Grandma must have known her Bible well!
Multiple codes represent the characters' unique gender exploits. Otherwise, the story is a slow strip tease for incestuous, power transgression fans. / (Reviews)
There were quite a few people here for my cousin's wedding, and there was the bride now. God did she look beautiful but then all bride do don't they. I can remember when I popped her cherry all those years ago, she wasn't quite as beautiful then. Small proto tits and scrawny legs, but breaking in a virgin has its own rewards