With the trigger in place, he could not help himself. He had to breathe deeply of the rank, rubber wader. With each breath, he became more and more of a rubber boots slave. Eager to serve, desperate to smell more.

With the trigger in place, he could not help himself. He had to breathe deeply of the rank, rubber wader. With each breath, he became more and more of a rubber boots slave. Eager to serve, desperate to smell more.

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