Published by Stroker Chase at Smashwords
Copyright 2012 by Stroker Chase
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The day was hot. It had been a couple paces on the main road before it got to him, sweat pouring down his naked chest, the heavy air too thick to breathe. That wasn’t even the worst part of it. The worst part was everyone watching him from their doorways. That was what made him want to turn around.
Kiol gave a solemn nod as he walked past. This had been going on for months. He’d become somewhat of a legend to the small town of Truin. Somewhat of a legend, to one group in particular, the women.
“Hey, Kiol,” one woman standing at her doorway called.