His Backyard

His Backyard

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Oscar, the new boy moves next to me. He's, mysterious always walking into his backyard. Everyday, same time. I say 'hi' he shrugs. He looks at me, he looks down. If only Oscar was Wilde.
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I saw him one day from my bedroom window. And I couldn't stop looking at him. I didn't know why. This is a VERY short story. That's the plan. Just a brief break from my main books. Some fluff and some graphic/sexual scenes, because that's how I roll. Don't read if it's not your thing.

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