Mr. Long smiled at her. "How are you doing, Annette? You're looking very nice tonight." He looked over her charms."Fine, Mr. Long. Thank you. How have...you been? And how's little Johnny?" She flushed slightly at his frank admiration."I've been doing okay. Johnny is quietly watching television, and I hope he won't be any trouble tonight." I'm sure he won't be. He's such a good child and never causes me any problems." That's good. Well, let's go."Mr. Long pulled away from the curb and began the. By now I was over the shock, but realized I had been kind of turned on by it all. The feel of his tongue running across my cunt lips wouldnt go away. I knew I should have been disgusted by it, but I wasnt. Far from it, I not only was kind of aroused but actually wanted more. I knew it was wrong, but what can I say? When I heard Peteys claws on the floor behind me I knew my curiosity was going to get the best of me, no matter how perverted it might seem. Those three or four quick laps hed given. These girls… they’ll end up feeding crocs or something’. And then their masters come back to us for fresh meat, and we get richer and richer.” He smiled. “Good thing there’s plenty of girls out there.”I laughed and agreed, but inside I was churning. How could I have let myself forget that I was dealing with murderous monsters who cared nothing about the human lives of these innocent girls? I began to think about how I could get word out to Perrin, or to anyone who could reach him in a hurry…. Too big really, for the room. A tub, toilet and basin, missing the thin curtain that was used to pretend at privacy in the early days. A small kitchen bench and minimal storage, all genuinely distressed green, and none closing quite the way it should. An ancient cooker and a bulbous forties fridge provide a white contrast to the green and red almost-Christmas tones.When I was a kid I played in here. I escaped from the stresses of childhood and the expectations of the family. I played with the.