" "Alright, stay put. I'll be right back little one. Please don't wonder off okay? can you do that for me?" Maria said in a voice you would use to tal... to a baby. "Can you get me a Vitamin water too? The grape one." "Yeah, I'll get you your purple drink." Maria changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt then left to the deli. Christine walked down the hall toward Maria's room. She was almost to the door when she felt a massive hand cover her mouth and a huge muscular arm pick her up by the. Their squaw bread is so bitchin. It's hearty. You can taste the soil when you eat it. I don't mean it's like eating dirt. You can taste all the good nutrients from rich, black soil. They don't refine the heck out of it. There's actually some texture to it. You look at the slices and there may be little holes or it may look like a bunch of tiny pebbles with all the bumps. It's not smooth and flat like Wonder Bread. And if you toast it right, it's nice and crispy on the outside and soft on the. " He took a sip. "The two stories are eerily similar and they somehow seem to revolve around Fuggit. Although Fuggy was still alive and kicking after your report of Balliwick's kidnap, he disappeared after Dusty's little tale. And both events took place on Columbus Street, Fuggit's home beat." She just sat there, taking it all in.He took another small sip, then said, "Bright lights, TV remotes, and disappearing people. And all three are tied into pigs. Sure as shit... shitake mushrooms.... He knew the girls came here to swim sometimes, and sometimes they didn't wear swimsuits, but somehow he had never thought of spying on them. He didn't think that John and David were doing anything wrong, he just thought he, himself, had been stupid not to think of spying on them at the pond a long time ago. Then things got real interesting and he was in for a few more shocks.The girls faced the trees the boys were behind and they held their cunts open. It was obvious they were doing it so the.