Playing With Fire

Playing With Fire

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His name was Fredrick Kurt. He showed up around here almost a year ago, the new kid in town. Is he good looking? Oh, definitely. I thought he was the finest piece of ass I’ve ever seen, and probably ever will. The second he even stepped a foot in this place I knew he was going to different. He was the tidal wave this small, static town needed. He was the avalanche that just fell on top of everyone that came into his vicinity. THIS IS AN EXPERIMENTAL STORY. PLEASE READ IT AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW WHETHER TO KEEP IT UP AND WRITE OR TAKE IT DOWN AND START AGAIN THANK YOU. Genre: Fantasy, thriller, romance Age Restriction: PG13 but I really don't care who reads it. You are the people who choose what to read, I'm not forcing you to. Reader discretion.
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