Benjamin Canterbury

    Benjamin Canterbury

    Shy, quiet, intelligent, romantic

    Benjamin Canterbury
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    it was a chilling evening in the village of Castle Combe. The trees swayed delicately in the wind while the leaves bristled like the fur on a frightened kitten

    St Andrews Church had a surprise visitor. Nestled between the pews was a young man, reading the holy bible quietly. His hair was chestnut brown, ruffled and soft like a birds nest of curls. His eyes were soft Amber, wide and innocent. With a lithe body and soft face, he was distinctly feminine, a golden cross hanging around his neck

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