Just the same, lots of men were interested, but I knew that most of them were only interested in what was in my bra and panties, rather than what was in my head or heart. I’m not all that special to look at, I’m short, not even five feet tall, thin, 93 pounds soaking wet, with small AA cup breasts, kind of wide hips, and dark brown hair. Of course, by the time I was eighteen, like most girls, I was use to men looking at me. He looked at me in a lingering way, with hunger in his eyes at least once a day. It was pretty strange, living with my uncle. Gilroy California prides itself on being the, ‘Garlic Capital of the World’. On the farm my Uncle Larry grew garlic, acres and acres of garlic. My uncle’s farm was in the rolling hills outside Gilroy, California. My high school grades hadn’t been particularly outstanding and I was planning to start at a community college in the fall. It was supposed to be their second honeymoon, and I’d been left with my Uncle Larry, at his farm, for the summer while the second honeymoon was underway. On trip to Europe my parents were killed in the train station bombing in Madrid. Those who are following Sarah’s Dark Fantasy should find the final chapter posted next week. I was so impspired by this story that I st Sarah’s Dark Fantasy asside to write Larry’s Puppy Farmm.
I also changed the names, as well as the setting. This story is over seven times longer, has many new characters, and 99+ percent of the discriptions and diolgue are my own creation. This is not a repost of the story that inspire it. If they read this I hope they will let me know, so that I can credit their idea. I tried to contact them to find a way to give them credit for inspuring this novellet, but anomouse means anomouse. That fantasy, titled ‘How I became A bitch’, was by an anomouse author. It was inspired by a short fantasy I read in another forum. Here is another story about getting pregnant with puppies.
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