Dante wanted to run. Wanted to scream. Wanted to kick and punch and bite his way to freedom and make a break for it. Maybe he could make it down to the other end of this hallway and find a way out. But if this Judy was anything like the other one, it would be no use. She would pop him on the bum, and he’d go limp like a vegetable. Besides, this was just a dream, (though the frequency that he had to remind himself made that statement feel less and less true), he’d wake up soon enough.
Dante’s Infanzia Scene 64
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Melvyn at Pretty Kilting Scene 5
“If I may be so bold, Missus Stewart, I believe I can improve on Kilt Korner, knowing the limits...
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What Happened to Ella Marsh Scene 12
Ella looked down as Rose was putting socks on her feet. Pants. “We’re gonna hold off on that until...
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Alvin in the Third Scene 84
We continued talking and laughing for a while but eventually the conversation hit on a subject that forced me...
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Ellen’s Visitor Scene 23
Peeling the diaper back, Mayra gasped again. There was no clean corner to help with the mess. She’d need...
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Summer Nurse Scene 153
“So, what’ll it be Twilight or Lord of the Rings?” “Twilight? Gross. Lord of the Rings!” “Have you ever...
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Our Beloved Tyrants Scene 51
Even that was a lofty ambition, but having some vaguely attainable victory to aim for seemed to pacify the...
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Circumstances Scene 197
As a result, Chastity was very cheerful, a cheer that didn’t seem likely to fade away any time soon....
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Easter Flowers Scene 32
“Kalina!” she called, her body allowing her to speak again, as her plan changed to convincing her sister to...