‘With nothing more than a vanilla cloth clinging to her body, accentuating her bronzed island figure, the goddess approached me. As she came closer, my entire body burned in anticipation of her touch. I gazed in awe at the perfect creation which appeared before me. She took my hand and the world was perfect.’

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The Dangers of Dying
By Marc Ford