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| '''Disclaimer:''' This is a story I am still writing. The tags will change as it progresses. Any person in this story that is related to any real-life person living or dead is completely coincidental. | | '''Disclaimer:''' This is a story I am still writing. The tags will change as it progresses. Any person in this story that is related to any real-life person living or dead is completely coincidental. |
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| This is the tale of a man named Michael, and how he came to be part of a couple with a little girl.
| | [[The Bike Shop/Chapter 1|Start from Beginning]] |
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| Michael was a kind, strong man. 32 years old, born and raised in Boise, Idaho. Light skin, short black hair, brown eyes, no glasses, and a toned, muscular body from exercising and healthy eating regularly.
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| Throughout his whole life pretty much, he had always been into sports and athletics. His favourite sport especially was biking.
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| He was so passionate about the sport, that eventually, he started a small bike shop of his own. He had set it up just near the local elementary school, so if it was anything he saw a lot of besides buisness, it was children.
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| Bicycles and their parts can get very heavy, but because of Michael's exercise and diet, he could lift whatever was needed to get into the shop.
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| It was June, almost the end of the school year. The weather was sunny and hot outside, and Michael was wearing a black tank top and dark gray shorts, exposing his bare arms. He heard the school bell ring from the couple blocks away his shop was set up, and within a few minutes, groups of children went past his little shop, walking with their parents back home.
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| He took this opportunity to look at some of them as they passed by. Aside from his fanatic for biking, he was harbouring a taboo secret: The sexual attraction to little girls. He didn't let this one flaw define him, though. He was comfortable and happy in his own skin.
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| He turned back to his bicycle handling and maintenance, and was just about done with one he was working on when he heard the shop door open. He turned around and headed back to the main shop area to see a mother and father which had entered in.
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Disclaimer: This is a story I am still writing. The tags will change as it progresses. Any person in this story that is related to any real-life person living or dead is completely coincidental.
Start from Beginning
Chapter 2 - Outdoor activity
Chapter 3 - Babysitting