Ogres need tampons too, I’ll have you know. Well, us part-time ones do. Actually, if I’m being honest, I can only speak for myself, as I’ve never known another ogre in my life, if there are any others. I’m a red-blooded woman by day. And, since almost a year ago on my twenty-third birthday, the […]

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