Some people have a good life, some people have a great childhood, well some people have a roof on top of their head. But not me, I lived in my car, worked in the local library, I was no one, add to that being a little doesn’t really help my case. It was all going to hell, until I met them, I’ve met her first, then her husband and they wanted me, homeless, bookworm and all. 
This our story, our adventures, and our love. 
Contains ddlg and mdlg, you’ve been warned. 
Apologies for any misspelling and grammar mistakes.

Bookworm Little

<p>It was a bad day, I knew it was going to be bad since the second I woke up and had a small accident, I wetted my only clean sweat pants, and panties. With a groan I get up and move to the park bathroom, I couldn’t really wash up correctly here, I need a good soak, but the only one I get these days is the shower I have sneaking in the local gym. </p>

Chapter6