Axle
story by posingstrap
The 'regulars' moved aside when he came in and took the stool beside mine.
"Hey."
"Hey yourself.”
"You waitin' for someone?" He looked around twenty, his body so built, even his high-cheekboned, velvet-skinned face looked muscular.
"No--I was just about to leave."...
Note to reader: My first posting of this story was done with multiple uploading mistakes due to my being very new to LPSG and not understanding the technical procedures for how to upload a story properly using only one thread. This version is the one I hope you will use, while asking you to...
Chapter One
My name is Billy and I'm eighteen years old. I live on my uncle's place near Burnt Wood, Oregon, only Tom isn't really my uncle, because I was a foster kid. I ended up at Toms' when the last family I was with, decided to move to Eugene. Tom was our closest neighbor and the only...
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