Chapter 83 STORY 22 - GANG-BANGING MY NEW NEIGHBOURS (IV)

They drag me across the floor to a stack of moving boxes – the ones labelled BEDROOM, ironically – and bend me over them. The cardboard creaks under my weight, threatens to collapse, but no one cares.

“Found something.” Marcus holds up a black permanent marker he dug out of one of my boxes. “Let’s g...

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