16…..17.. Go Go Go Fuck yeah…. There was more cheering and hollering downstairs.“Tim was going on downstairs?” I said. “What? What are you...talking about?” said Tim in a low whisper. “18…….19……20....” more cheering from downstairs. ‘That noise.” I said. “I don’t know…” said Tim. “It sounds fun what ever there doing. We should go downstairs.” I said. “No we can’t. Were not allowed to go downstairs.” Said Tim.I never heard the door open but I recognized the voice. It was Tim Aunt. “Wake. He wanted a slut in the bedroomonce in awhile. When they talked about sexual fantasies this topic cameup as a repeated theme for him. Sara did a lot of things to accommodateSteve in the bedroom, but it never seemed to be enough. She would wearsexy lingerie and role-play to a certain point, but the course languageand rude behavior he asked for just wasn't her and her heart wasn't init. He didn't seem to understand though he should have been happy tohave a beautiful and sexy woman who had class.. I just wanted to stop in and assure you we will find her and to tell you, you are all in my prayers until we do.” My files are filled with commendations from various organizations, including Big Brothers and Sisters, and a number of church groups. If I handled this right I might even make a promotion for raping and snuffing the little cunt. “Thank you, Officer, that’s very kind of you.” Mrs. Benson said. I politely shook her hand, smiled charmingly, took my leave of her and went home to enjoy. With all of the activity around him, some of it came from a couple of makeup girls who first dried him off then touched up his makeup. All the while they jabbered about how “awesome” he was and how “incredible” it was to see him take that spanking. It seemed so clinical to Ed that it was almost unreal. Then an assistant director came over and reminded him about avoiding eye contact with the camera, and he hammered home that he was to call the actress “Ma” if he said anything at all, and made a.