Waking Up by Mark D. Fillz
There was something tickling the back of my legs. It was a spider. I hate spiders. I slapped it off my calf in a girlish manner as I realized the owners of the backyard were staring at me out their window. One smiled, the other laughed. And I was naked.
Mark D. Fillz is that guy you see in the background of every picture-pose making the really weird face in order to ruin the photo.
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