His abuses were already quite common knowledge and most towns never lifted a finger to assist him when he arrived. Why Pauwau Valley decided to cooper...te is not explained in any of the township records. In any case, they did — they got cursed — and then bad things started to happen… in spades! From this point, the few remaining township records for 1863 get much vaguer. There is an expense account for the parish church listed for twelve cords of cut firewood and the services of the gravedigger. If it grows anymore, it’ll burst your trousers.”“I think you’re right,” groaned her uncle, “it needs more room.” He fumbled for his zipper and tried clumsily to pull it open. The rasp of his zipper sent shivers of fear through the youngster’s slight frame and she pulled back. The fastener jammed and her uncle groaned in frustration. “Help me Nastia, Undo my zipper.”“No, you didn’t say I’d have to do that.”“You don’t have to, but don’t you want to see what it looks like, how big you’ve made it. Another finger joined, the three touching her clit as they came in and out. she began to moan, her nipples hard and her pussy forming a puddle on the floor. Her breathing grew rapid, as she dimly noted the boys close in on her, unable to hold back. She saw mark, her rapist, approach with an evil smile. He reached out. She felt a cool hand on her nipple, and went over the edge. The force of it pushed her to her knees, making her fall forward, her pussy gushing leaking a wet trail behind her.. "Good. Wait here I will be right back," he said. I heard him leave the room. I lay there, naked and tied up on his sofa. The camera was still rolling. I felt cold again and knew my nipples were hard. I wondered what he was doing. A few minutes passed before I heard footsteps coming back in and the door closed. I heard the camera move again. And then felt fingers run down my body, across my breasts and down to my area. It felt like he was wearing gloves. "Are you wearing gloves?" I asked. "Yes,.