Sedan From The City (HSG)

Personal notice, dangerous my stock and trade. If the job's too tough for you to handle, you got a job for me, George Valentine. Right full details. Greetings, Mr. Lover. Welcome to another George Valentine adventure.

Better known as let George do it. I think we have a real George story for you, even though the title may do nothing for your goosebumps. It's called the sedan from the city, which I must admit is kind of mild.

However, it all takes place on Halloween, which is something at least. And even though it might not be Halloween where you are, I think this story with its goblins and its witches instead should kind of scare them your harem.

And you want some gas, mister? Better drive closer to the bus. But, yeah, this broom bill, the way you're headed to know is timber corner. Holy smoke, mister, where did you take your going? It's because you drive a fancy seat in from the city.

Yeah, I know I heard you car. There to drive up, I'm coming. Oh, shoes now, where to put those? Alright, alright, just a minute. Wonder who it could be. Yeah, but I'm going to be surprised.

Now wait a minute, wait a minute. I got a little surprise for you too. Don't go away, just take a minute. Yeah, big sedan. Whose car is that for goshy? Mervin Brewster, I... But why? Why everyone loved my husband they did.

From the city it was in Kent Riley. Big Black Sea Dan, didn't catch the license, but it was the same car they saw drive away from the house here. Didn't they Fred? They loved Mervin, everyone did.