An August To Remember
A Psy-Romance by The Sohamahos
It was night. The night had drawn past eleven. Owen Marks looked down the side of his face. Wrinkles were just beginning to “appear”. He was 50 years of age. His wife was 23. His closest friends were all jealous of….his seduction of this angel.
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