My First Beast
By Marycatterpillar. It was 9,30 am, and I had to go home to get some papers I’d left there. I quietly entered because I didn’t want to wake Scott. Exactly why I didn’t want to wake him was a mystery to me, we had been dating for several months, and he’d moved in with me a couple of months back. He had been looking for a job since I’d known him (except for a short-term stint helping a friend out
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