Pokemon Diaries Mga Nobela at Kwento

Jeff pov I sat alone on my worn leather couch in the dim glow of the living room lamp while the house was silent except for the faint hum of the air conditioner. Just the thought of Anna makes me want to ruin that innocent face while my hands are wrapped around my throbbing cock, already hard and leaking pre-cum. “Fuck Anna your eyes drive me and I can’t wait for you to beg to be fucked.” I voiced out as I closed my eyes and let the fantasy take over me.

He glares at my amazing signature then back at me. Sighing, he reproduces me with another. The asshole smirks at me with a... 'I-can-do-this-all-day' look on his face. Game on Mr Diamandis!! I mentally smile wondering how many copies he's brought with him today.

{About who and what I am, or was if I am dead, oh baby girl. "Mom? Who are you?" {About his world and my world. Oh, baby girl, I wanted you to experience as much of an everyday life as I could have given you. I know it was not much. Please forgive me. There is a diary with all the details of your Father's and my relationship, a picture of your Father, and behind it is his name and contact info should you decide you would like to meet him.