He avoided Art, the best he could.Art had received the first text message almost two weeks after the party,with only one week of the school year left....A message from Doyle of allpeople. The only person to reach out to him. Art had a mind to delete thetext immedietly, destroy any connection to the things he had done, theshame. But he didn't. This was the first text he had received in weeks,and those long weeks of not talking to anyone had taken their toll. Bynow, any conversation was welcome. Towards the end of the evening June asked if it would be possible to make a more personal video in the water the next day and would I like to try Terry’s expensive digital camera. We agreed to go back to the same beach and met outside their hotel in the morning.When we got to the beach the next morning there was nobody else around and we put our towels down in roughly the same place as before with us some distance from Terry and June. While Jean sunbathed June, Terry and I got into the water. I. One night while watching the news a special video is shown on all Canadian Channels the screen goes blue and the letter N appears and a masked voice says " This is for the person pretending to be Kira, turn yourself in before I find you. I know your in Montreal, both pedophile priests you killed were from Montreal so again turn yourself in before I find you. Even if you have the eyes you can't kill me but your welcome to try, I doubt you'll get very far your only half the man Kira was. My name. As I sorted through all the memories, I felt my hand slip between my legs where it became evident how aroused I’d become from everything I was made to do.As I lay in the warm water, lathering my body with soap as I ran my hands and fingers over all of my intimate areas, I pulled my feet up, pushed my knees out, opening myself as my hand slid further between my legs. I'm slowly sliding my fingers over my smooth mound, occasionally letting a finger slip between my lips as I drag it up over my.