“Uh…it’s not real Tiffany, but it’s the thought that counts, right? For my favorite customer.”Cautiously, Amy opened the box and pulled back...layers of tissue paper to reveal a beautiful diamondique tiara glittering all over with hand-encrusted gems. Amy could have bought her own diadem, if her tastes had run in that direction; a real one, with diamonds that weren’t paste and silver that wasn’t painted wire. But the care put into the piece, the kinked but beautiful sculpture of plastic, made. ? I went to her back and started the first cut at the top of her neck; I drew the little blade down to the crack of her ass. Her screams were wonderful, she would let it all out take a breath and start over. I cut down the back of both legs then around the ankles of both feet. I made a small slit at her right shoulder and slid the blade in to it little skin holster. I went to her front and looked at her she was in the hold of another orgasm air pumping against the dildos, her inner thigh. She stood back up and resumed drying the hair. I was left with a mystery. I talked silently to myself, “Surely she doesn’t shave her pussy? She’s only sixteen and doesn’t need to shave for a guy. Well, maybe she does have a guy, one that likes shaved pussies. Some of the ladies I know shave their mounds for me. They know I prefer a nude pussymound to a hairy, bush-covered one.”Another thought entered my mind. I recalled a TV report I saw about pre-pubescent girls. They had talked about how an. “We’ll both go over there and talk to her. I’ll bet we can talk her into coming with us. Plus, you owe me.”I hadn’t told anyone about my fucking my sister, and I didn’t want to give myself away now. If I didn’t appear as eager to talk up a cute girl I knew, Ted would be suspicious. Besides, I really did feel bad about the way things went between her and me that night.“Using the ‘you beat up my rapist brother and split up my family’ card. Bold move dude. Bold move. Okay,” I said to Ted’s.