Jack’s Birthday Suit
By CrazyColumbina. The morning light glared down onto Jack’s closed eyelids. “mmPh…” he grumbled, folding an arm over his face. It was his twenty-first birthday, and he was feeling especially lazy. He rolled over, and his bare body rustled against the dewy grass. The grass? His bare body?! Jack jolted into a sitting position. His eyes shot open. He sat completely naked on his front lawn. His body was skinny except for his round bubble butt, the surfaces of which
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