“She looks extremely pretty. I wish I could take her home and have my way with her before she rots,” I heard myself babble out.“Good. Honesty’... a rare virtue these days. There are a few things I must make clear to you however. First, don’t assume that you will see such a lovely body all the time. Count yourself lucky if one or two a year comes your way. Second, you may think she’s pretty now but our job is to make sure that she gets prettier still. Third, once the mortuary doors are locked, you. It was not our usual end but I wanted the film to have a prominent black side.The film was released all over the world at the same time. The language and the features of the rescued children represented the region the film was intended for. The films were usually pulled as soon as the governments found out about them and this too was commented about on documentary television shows. Soon this too was not open to us.We had stopped sending out boxes when we had been discovered. We now tried to. It wasn't that boys didn't like her- she was a delicate-looking little blonde girl, This fueled the cheerleader girls' accusations of her being a lesbian. Three girls were especially bad. These were Kaylie, Elliana, and Jessie. Elliana was a rich, extremely attractive blonde with epic boobs- every boy's dream fuck. Jessie was the "ugly" girl of the group a brunette with freckles, still a solid eight but compensated by being the meanest, most vicious one. Kaylie was somewhat of a combination-. Ian was behind on his current project, which was why he was working late at night at his desk trying finish his ongoing book.Ian trudged up the stairs of his loft to the bedroom, where his clothes and Stephanie lay. He strode quietly across the room to his dresser, where he removed his pants and underwear, as quietly as possible and proceeded to put on new pajama bottoms. He was startled slightly when he heard, a voice murmur behind him. " Now there is a sight for sore eyes."He turned around.