Slaves Next Door
The worst neighbors in the world.
Chapter 1 by Blackhand
"Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh."
I blink . The burning red alarm clock next to my bed tells the time. It's 3:00 AM. Three fucking 'o clock in the morning. I try to block my ears with my pillows, but it doesn't do shit. The constant guttural sound pierces it like it wasn't even there. I lay back in bed. This was the third night this week I've woken up to this.
"Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh."
The third night this week. I had work in the morning too. I should call the cops. Have them break up...whatever they're up to. I don't know. Whatever it takes to just make them shut up.
"Uh. Uh. uh. Uh. Uh."
This was all their fault. It had started two weeks ago when the new neighbors moved into house conjoined to mine in a duplex. I buried my head back into my pillow. This was going to be a long night...
What's going on?
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A stranger man moved into the house right next to hers only two weeks ago. Part of what makes him mysterious is that he didn't move in alone. He brought with him three nubile young women, who can always be found wearing strange clothing. That's nothing compared to the strange sounds that emanate from the house on a seemingly daily basis now a days. What's a young working woman to do when these weirdos disturb her sleep?
Updated on Sep 8, 2020
by Blackhand
Created on Nov 20, 2017
by Blackhand
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