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Chapter 1
The Beginning It was mid-morning when the phone rang. I answered it, “Hello, David Perz here.” “Sir, this is Private Manor at the front gate. We’ve just cleared your delivery.” “Thank you Private.” I went outside to wait. It was the last week in April and the temperature in this area of Nevada was in
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Chapter 2
Down to Business I don’t know what woke me, either it was my morning woody or the butt rubbing against mine, but when my eyes cracked open, I noticed the sunbeams just barely dancing around the room. It took several seconds before the cobwebs cleared and I figured it was around 6 am. Hell it
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Chapter 3
Ass Pounding Somewhere in the deep recesses of my warped brain, an alarm clock was ringing. I don’t know why or how long it had been ringing, but the fucker wouldn’t shut the fuck up. That quickly changed, because when I opened my eyes to find it, it shut up. That’s when I remembered, I