Chapter 4 | Bombshell Blondie

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I rush out the house, desperate. I yearn for the tenderness of his skin, the booming voice that made my fragile body shake with each word, the distinct pungency of his odor. I decide to take a shortcut to the now-familiar thicket of trees that had marked our first meeting. In my hurry, i forgot to take off my wig, leaving me with the appearance of a blonde bombshell. I quickly throw my wig to the side, and start to quicken my pace.

I knock on the trees that surround his thick bushy swamp, however I'm not greeted to answer. Angy rage I dash into his swamp and take a glance around. I had not completely absorbed my surroundings when I was last here. I notice the warm bubbly mud bath, the rustic but also kinda cutely vintage mud hut, and at last my prize. I run over to the ogre, who had not noticed me as he was doin doin ya mom. I jump to tap him on the shoulder.

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