The man handed over a large padded envelopethen a classy leather folder saying it was the key to finding his son.John flung the book open and began to...flip the pages. His eyes becameenormous saucers. He then dropped the book and, lightheaded, bracedhimself against the wall in a fit of dry heaves. The book was a picturebook, a series of photographs illustrating a story. The first of theseries was a B&W of his son lying unconscious on a metal table; thenext was of the child with his penis, what. .. मैं तुम्हारी हूँ... ज़ोर-ज़ोर से पेलो मेरी जा..आआआआआआआन.... आआआआआआआआह ईईईईईईईईईईईईईईऊऊऊऊऊऊऊऊऊऊऊ आआआआआआआआह मैं मर गईईईईईईईई।तकरीबन १५ मिनट के बाद आँटी ने कहा मेरी जान अब दूसरा स्टेप करते हैंऔर वो फिर उ�� ी और डॉगी स्टाईल में हो गई और मुझे कहा अब दुबारा अपना काम शुरू करो।मैंने फिर उसकी गरम चूत में अपना सात इंच का मोटा लण्ड पेल डाला। वो फिर सिसकियाँ लेने लगी, और चिल्लाने लगी, "मैं मर गई... आज मेरी चूतको फाड़ डालो मेरी जान..."और मैं भी मज़े से पागल हो रहा था। हम दोनों की आवाज़ें पूरे कमरे में. He was really noticing things he had not seen before. She still had the body of a young boy; almost like his own.There was evidence of sprouting breasts, but were no more than bumps. However, he could see that her nipples poked out her T-shirt leaving no doubt about what they were. She didn't wear a brassiere. She showed the beginnings of flared hips, but still seemed more like a boy than a girl. There was no doubt about her sex however, since her shorts were tight fitting, unlike his, and her. Outside, I'm sure Conrad would have done something nasty if I'd bothered to stop and try to speak to him. But I blew past him without pausing. Daddy and Melissa were already in the parking lot and he stared at me for a moment before deliberately turning his back and climbing into his car. Melissa's grin was predatory as she followed him. I tried to pretend it didn't hurt as Daddy turned his back on me."Come on," Tony said, leading me to his Rover through the dispersing crowd. People avoided me.