| Report for Curly Keating | |
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| Approved stories | 1 |
| Summary | Perfectly Exquisite |
There is indeed one in every town. Ours was Hannaford, whose torments ranged from being forced (by verbal threats only) to masturbate during a maths lesson and eat the results, to the legendary crucifixion (to two cross-wise brooms while in only his Y-fronts, then hung out of a third floor window). He fucking loved every second of it.