Eight Laura steered her new, shiny Nissan Kimono into the drive of Purrgloss Dungeons, the former prison farm which Candy’s father had converted to a luxurious, country home with the help of several thousand convicted criminals. She heard the sound of splashing coming from the direction of the magnificent handcuff-shaped, Olympic-size swimming pool. Oh dear,… Continue reading ‘MELVIN’S ARM’
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