— by D.H. — Pulling her car up slowly, Janet looked for the address of the house hidden deep in the trees at the end of the gravel road. “This has to be it.” she muttered as her car hit a small pot hole. Seeing that the address matched the one Mona had left for …
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Janet II: Slime, Mud And VideoTape
— by D.H. — Janet wiped the sweat from her brow as she put the last pail down on the plastic covered floor. Looking around Janet saw she had almost everything she wanted or needed for enjoying her Friday night was down in the basement. It had been a week since Janet had gotten messy, …
Janet
— by D.H. — Janet sat alone in her kitchen with only one light on. Bangs of brown hair hung down over her forehead, escaping the pony tail she had. On the floor of the living room were a couple of broken picture frames and several balls of used kleenex. Still fuming over the night …