receive to Heavens Cove !

Located in a quiet quoin of New England is the humble sea side township of promised land's Cove, universe 5000. It's a sleepyheaded town, with a handful of traffic ignitor. A 1 cinema, a small law station, a small blast department, small businesses and slow pace of life. It blossoms in the springs and the"outoftowners"boom the population in the summer. But for the most voice, null exciting happens here

Historically, HeavensCove is only known for rum runners in the 20's and as a location that slaves used on the Underground railroad to travel by sea. The residential area is mostly tweed, but due to the aforementioned subway Railroad joining it stands as anomaly having a pregnant African American population for the region, less then 5 %, but considering the make up of local townspeople it stands out.

The town is bourgeois in government and in religon. The churches are full every Sunday, and there's barely a unsportsmanlike magazine to be seen in 20 nautical mile. fishing is still a big business organization and the men for still dissapear for calendar week at a sentence in the summer. And hunting and fishing are big just as well. Heavens Cove is a townsfolk where fourth dimension has stood remotely still into a slice of Hellenic Americana

It's not to say there arent problems in this sleep hamlet, but like almost pocket-sized townspeople the arcanum are buried and not talked about. There are whisper of KluKluxKlan meetings in the forest, and the occasional burn crosses found in clearing do aught to substantiate it. Racism is still an subject, but there seems to be a concentrated emergence to resolve it, or at least pretend it isn't there ; so much so there was an a deliberate endeavour to get a new sherrif who was black just to put a happy face on the control surface

summer always involve some kind of fights between holidaymaker and locals, and there are always vandalism concerns from the luxuriously shoal Thomas Kyd who are just bored kid stuck in a small Ithiel Town. domestic help furiousness has dropped and the black community just finished rebuilding their Baptist church building which was burned down by the Klan 30 years ago in their net endeavor at attention.

In suddenly, the Town is a lowly Ithiel Town and a quit town. A good place to raise your kids, there's always chore available, the dwelling are modestly priced and the tear are inexpensive. Next to no crime, tranquillise nights with a community based on quiet minor ethical motive, even if they can be a bit stifling.

That was at to the lowest degree untill two days ago


nowadays when you arrive in township casually, you will noticed something has changed but you cant immediately put your finger's breadth on it. The two Christian church are still full every Sunday, the American fleur-de-lis is still seen in every concern window. The crime pace is still low. It still seems the Sami care costless small townspeople you remembered it as two years ago, but you still can't help but excite the intuitive feeling something implicit in basically changed.

Then you begin to calculate a little finisher at the details around the Town Of course there's a brace new coffee shops acorss town, a burgeoning tourist patronage demands it. But then you notice the new shop, there's a frigidness beer and vino fund right on main street. You had to ride to the liquor store on the highway 20 hour away before or buy from the bars near the pier. Plus a few cleaning lady's clothes botiques, and a store for infant and bambino closthes and ware. Not to mention the candy workshop which seems to be incredibly popular

The confect shop sets in a street corner of the townsfolk square and is famous for its candies built right on assumption in the old warehouse behind the workshop. And every Fri night there is virtually a bank line up of fair sex down the block waiting to go in just to come out with a small bag of jelly beans. Oh that's not to say they don't buy former candy, but there is always a small bag of jelly bean with them. The Magic candy Shoppe, as it is called is staffed even curiously by a large faculty of roughly 20 African American men who always seem to be more than than well-chosen to open draw out tours of the inner works of the candy factory.

That's when you notice the women themselves and it really begins to dawn on you. It seems that nearly the entire female universe of the town of Heavens Cove has stepped out of a Russ Meyer film. Ample cleavage abounds everywhere, and scarcely can you see a cleaning woman with a cup sizing under that of D.You maiden think your mind must be playing prank on your memory or the last time you were in Town, but even the teenage miss, some as young as14 seem to be exceptionally top heavy.

You step back and watch out the day-by-day sexual climax and goings of the town and you really get down to see the differences. There's a been sudden burst of children in the town, most now just reaching toddler stage. You notice the significant numbers game of strollers being pushed down the streets, by couple, by adult female, by men and a few by teenage girls.

You'll card when couples walk down the street many of the men walk a step behind, or ending up pushing the strollers. You will also notice the same noblewoman you remembered as friendly family line folk often walking around town on the subdivision of other men whilst still sporting their wedding rings.

And as the day winds down and the town slowly closes for business concern, you notice other changes. For one The Mgic Candy Shoppe never actually closes and womanhood still come in and out at all hours of the day. The charwoman start dressing less conservatively and their husband are even rarefied to be seen.

And when you finally stop and analyze the comings and exit, you finally realize that this sleepyheaded townsfolk is now a façade for something animal in the twillight hours.


Husbands and wife will be sitting at dinner at a patio position, where a tall muscular man ; typically black, but not always, will simply occupy te wife by the hand and trail her away from the dinner with her husband even in mid sentence. The married man will simply meekly smile as she walks away and sit and time lag for her to yield. Often it's a pair hours later she returns, her hair mess and her shuffle up smeared and wobbly slightly as though she's been freshly fucked. Often she doesn't restitution at all and the husband hold till the space ending and they kick him out


Sometimes a woman will simply taken by the hand and pulled into an skittle alley, if you peer down the back street you often see her knack over and being fucked from behind. Sometimes by more than one man, sometimes with the husband watching. And then when he's done, she's sent back on her lively way with a man's spermatozoan running down her legs.

That's when you think about the nipper, and you look at them and notice the galvanise identification number of mocha hues to the standard white as Timothy Miles Bindon Rice Caucasian. Or they have unlike hair colours or different eyes of their alleged father.

What is to be done about this lesson drunken revelry ? Going to the law or the mayor will net you nothing. Heavens Cove's low female mayor is 5 calendar month pregnant with the sherrifs baby and despite her belly bump spends every Monday after work getting gangbanged by the intact police department of 12 men and 2 woman


How did this craziness start ?

Simple

Jelly noggin

How will it end, who knows, but I must take you back to the commencement so you can read the risk of taking candy from strangers