Animal Orgy

By Moe Lester It was early one Sunday evening that Evan received the anonymous telephone call. It was a woman’s voice, there was no doubt about that. An elderly woman–sixtyish, Evan figured. Dry, rather prissy. Old-maidish, but authoritative at the same time. “You don’t have to know my name, Dr. Morrison,” the woman said crisply. “My identity is not important. What is important is the ugly, vicious act of perversion that your wife–” Evan’s temper flared like an ignited powder

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The Farm

Anon. My name is Megan and when I was 18, and frequently getting into trouble, my mother decided it best to send me to my uncle’s farm. My uncle was a stern man; He believed in hard work. I knew this and dreaded it. And hard work is exactly what I found. My aunt picked me up before I could even say goodbye to my friends. It was only for the summer, but for a girl my age, your friends

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