The One
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Contenido adultoConcluida sáb, oct 14, 20236h 2m
One day, you're just minding your own business,
freezing your bullocks off on the mountain where you live. Next thing you know, you are sent away into a blistering hot and humid jungle to court the most important person in the government.
Where you just spend most of your time wondering how you got there in the first place.
A bit of an unusual take on a romance bachelorette courtship story,
written by a hobby horror writer who has no clue what she's doing touching something like this.
Note.
I am a hobby writer, English is not my first language, I don't have a clue what I'm doing..
but I thought it be okay to share some stories as they might just amuse someone.
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