I know pretty sad, try living it. This of course isn't in any of thehistory books. In fact no one even asked, I guess they just assumed mychildhood wa... wonderful and left it at that.Fortunately the truth about my life would eventually become known. Thattruth finally arrived with a letter, from a certain school known forWitchcraft and Wizardry. Despite my Aunt an Uncles best efforts attrying to prevent it. There was no stopping a delightful Half-Giantfrom delivering my Hogwarts letter. His. Sometimes from the side, sometimes the back and sometimes even over the front with his bony cock barely poking out, stabbing away at my head. He would hump wildly for just a few seconds and then climb off. Sometimes he would lie down and lick his sheath for a little bit but as soon as I moved, he would be up and on me again. I started to wonder if he would actually try to breed me or if it was just a game. Sometimes he would start to get close and I would feel just the fleshy tip sliding around. ”Lindsay hopped off Hades and paced around the room, inspecting every little crevice. Under the bed, she found a cheaply made katana - probably from a carnival stand or something equally skeevy, she figured. Still, it was sharp enough.I’m Hades desk drawers, she found stacks of condoms, another pair of handcuffs, and a bottle of viagra, which made me Lindsay nearly tumble over in peels of laughter.He’s got an entire rapist starter kit in his dorm and he can’t even get it up, she thought. How. He swallowed. “Sorry, what was it you wanted to ask me?”“Well, Margaret Gower came round while you were at the swimming baths, she’s having problems with the oven door on her cooker, I told her how you fixed mine when it broke and she asked if you would take a look and see if you can fix hers.”Billy thought about what had happened when he went round to Mrs Haslett’s, his face creased as he tried to appear that he wasn’t very enthusiastic about the request.“She said she’ll pay you.”“Okay, I.