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Storied Orlando Chapter 37: Dreamer I…don’t know how else to describe it: She was a wife/dog. Not any kind of dog I’ve ever seen though. Shaggy, but at least six feet tall. At first it was just her, then five … Continue reading
Storied Orlando Chapter 36: Loser Donna stewed in the Beacham’s balcony as she watched the revelry that is the Weekly’s Best Of party. Her old account rep gave her a ticket, undoubtedly out of pity. With Sir Walter’s in ashes, … Continue reading
Storied Orlando Chapter 35: Woah “I mean, I don’t want to beat you with a dead horse…” Jenn said instantly aware she said that wrong yet the proper phrasing escaped her. He asked about her tatt so she nonchalantly confessed … Continue reading