title gives it all.
On the spring morning of 1958, the flowers were in full bloom and smelled like heaven in the air of passersby. But only one scent brought you in... smelly feet.
NO SMUT YOU WHORES
title gives it all.
On the spring morning of 1958, the flowers were in full bloom and smelled like heaven in the air of passersby. But only one scent brought you in... smelly feet.
NO SMUT YOU WHORES
"Back off dude"
"Why should I?"
"She's-"
"Mine."
*This story is Fan Fiction, it was created by my imagination*
This is my first book, so expect cringe.
The information in the "Preview" chapter will b...