welcome to Heavens Cove !

Located in a quiesce corner of New England is the small sea side town of heaven's Cove, population 5000. It's a sleepy town, with a fistful of traffic lights. A unity movie theater, a little police force place, a humble ardor department, small businesses and slow pace of lifetime. It blossoms in the springs and the"outoftowners"boom the universe in the summer. But for the most function, nothing exciting happens here

Historically, HeavensCove is only known for rum runners in the 20's and as a location that slaves used on the resistance RailRoad to move by sea. The residential district is mostly white, but due to the aforementioned resistance railway connexion it stands as anomaly having a substantial African American population for the area, less then 5 %, but considering the shuffling up of local towns it stands out.

The town is conservativist in politics and in religon. The church building are wax every Sunday, and there's barely a colly magazine to be seen in 20 miles. sportfishing is still a big patronage and the men for still dissapear for calendar week at a time in the summer. And hunting and fishing are big just as well. Heaven Cove is a town where sentence has stood remotely still into a slicing of definitive Americana

It's not to say there arent problems in this sleep hamlet, but like most humble towns the secrets are buried and not talked about. There are whispers of KluKluxKlan meetings in the woods, and the occasional burning crosses found in clearing do nix to confirm it. Racism is still an event, but there seems to be a concentrated issue to resolve it, or at to the lowest degree affect it isn't there ; so much so there was an a deliberate try to get a new sherrif who was black just to put a happy human face on the airfoil

Summers always involve some variety of fights between tourists and locals, and there are always malicious mischief business concern from the high school tyke who are just bored kids stuck in a lowly Ithiel Town. Domestic violence has dropped and the contraband community just finished rebuilding their Baptist church which was burned down by the Klan 30 geezerhood ago in their last attempt at attention.

In myopic, the town is a small town and a quit Ithiel Town. A good topographic point to set up your tiddler, there's always task useable, the house are modestly priced and the rents are cheap. following to no crime, repose nighttime with a community of interests based on muted modest ethics, even if they can be a bit stifling.

That was at least untill two long time ago


nowadays when you arrive in town casually, you will noticed something has changed but you cant immediately put your finger's breadth on it. The two church service are still full every Sunday, the American flag is still seen in every occupation window. The criminal offence rate is still low. It still seems the Saame care barren humble townspeople you remembered it as two years ago, but you still can't avail but shake up the feeling something inherent basically changed.

Then you begin to look a little closer at the details around the townsfolk Of row there's a duad new coffee shops acorss town, a burgeoning holidaymaker barter demands it. But then you notice the new store, there's a inhuman beer and wine-coloured store right on independent street. You had to drive to the liquor memory on the highway 20 minute of arc away before or buy from the bars near the pier. Plus a few women's clothes botiques, and a storage for babe and bambino closthes and product. Not to name the candy shop which seems to be incredibly popular

The confect shop sets in a turning point of the town square and is far-famed for its candies built right on premise in the old warehouse behind the shop. And every Friday Night there is virtually a railway line up of women down the pulley-block waiting to go in just to come out with a modest bag of jelly attic. Oh that's not to say they don't buy former confect, but there is always a small bag of jelly noodle with them. The conjuration Candy Shoppe, as it is called is staffed even curiously by a large stave of roughly 20 African American men who always seem to be Thomas More than happy to give prolonged turn of the inner workings of the candy factory.

That's when you notice the women themselves and it really begins to come home on you. It seems that nearly the integral distaff universe of the town of firmament Cove has stepped out of a Russ Meyer celluloid. Ample cleavage abounds everywhere, and scarcely can you see a woman with a cup sizing under that of D.You offset think your idea must be playing magic trick on your retention or the lastly sentence you were in township, but even the teenage miss, some as Lester Willis Young as14 seem to be exceptionally top heavy.

You step back and check the day by day approaching and sledding of the town and you really start to see the differences. There's a been sudden burst of nestling in the town, most now just reaching bambino stage. You notice the significant identification number of go-cart being pushed down the streets, by couples, by women, by men and a few by teen girls.

You'll notice when couples walk down the street many of the men walk a footprint behind, or ending up pushing the baby carriage. You will also discover the same lady you remembered as friendly syndicate folk often walking around town on the arms of other men whilst still sporting their wedding rings.

And as the day winds down and the town slowly closes for business enterprise, you notice other modification. For one The Mgic confect Shoppe never actually conclusion and women still come in and out at all hr of the day. The cleaning lady start dressing less conservatively and their married man are even rare to be seen.

And when you finally stop and canvas the orgasm and going, you finally realize that this sleepy town is now a façade for something carnal in the twillight hours.


Husbands and wives will be sitting at dinner at a patio place, where a magniloquent brawny man ; typically shameful, but not always, will simply take te wife by the handwriting and lead story her away from the dinner party with her husband even in mid sentence. The husband will simply meekly smile as she walks away and sit and wait for her to return. Often it's a distich hr later she returns, her hair messed and her make up smeared and wobbly slightly as though she's been freshly fucked. Often she doesn't return at all and the husband wait till the place close 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 bent over and being fucked from behind. Sometimes by more than one man, sometimes with the husband observation. And then when he's done, she's sent back on her merry way with a man's sperm running down her legs.

That's when you think about the children, and you look at them and find the startling routine of mocha coffee chromaticity to the standard Elwyn Brooks White as Elmer Reizenstein Caucasians. Or they have different hair people of colour or different eyes of their alleged father.

What is to be done about this moral debauchery ? Going to the police or the mayor will net you nothing. Heavens Cove's start female city manager is 5 calendar month pregnant with the sherrifs baby and despite her belly break spends every Monday after study getting gangbanged by the intact constabulary department of 12 men and 2 cleaning lady


How did this rabidity get down ?

Simple

Jelly Beans

How will it end, who knows, but I must take you back to the beginning so you can understand the endangerment of taking confect from unknown