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“What the hell kind of a name is Tyrmin?” Gressil asked. He was met with a stony glare with a deadpan resting expression as Tyrmin exhaled the last of his cigarette smoke and smushed the butt of it into the plastic microwave container that no one had thrown away from some meal someone ate days ago. “Are you really going to give me shit about my name, Gressil??” With a roll of his eyes. “Touche. So are we going to bang or...

Kelly was up as soon as the Sun rose and headed toward her parents' cottage. Kyle remained behind in his sleeping bag, questioning himself. "What are you doing?" he asked himself. " As if life wasn't complicated enough without adding wanting to fuck your sister to it. Kyle headed to the bathhouse and then to the cottage for breakfast. Everyone at the table greeted him warmly, and he entered and poured himself a cup of cof...

It wasn’t a new format. Politicians had often raised their profile going on invasive reality shows. Housemates, the Jungle, even the sexy Island one had celebrity seasons and there was always a publicity-hungry politician trying to boost their standing, or promote their new, tell-all book. But “The House” was a new concept in National Politics. If the reality shows had proven anything it was that people were better inform...