Going away to school has its pros and cons. Like most people, one of the biggest concerns I had about leaving home was missing my parents. Of course, what I'd missing the most was something most girl's don't - my dad's dick!
I was eighteen and finally graduating from high school! Most girls get a nice gift for their high school graduation and so I was hoping for a car. Oh well, I didn't get the car but I got something else even better from my dad!
It's 2068. Nineteen years since the second American civil war, the Cabal crisis, and the ensuing global anarchy that broke the United States into hundreds of autonomous micro states and ended the world as we knew it. A new generation are coming of age in the Chareen Hills. These are the lucky ones. Their tolerably comfortable, insular lives, in a nice part of the shattered ruins of the American empire, are about to get a whole lot more interesting.
Cindy pulled the stretchy material out in back and looked down at my naked moons, exclaiming, "They're names. That's what I thought. What's it about? Are these needle and ink tattoos? They look like it. How many names are there? Let me look, Mom."