He knew he wasn’t at home even before he opened his eyes. It was the feel of the bed, coarse, not like the billowy satins back in Chicago. Things were different here. Things were rougher, less r… more →
Tales of The Bakers Dozennormdeguerre wrote 1 year ago: He knew he wasn’t at home even before he opened his eyes. It was the feel of the bed, coarse, … more →
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