That was pretty good story about you.”“I didn’t know that it came out. I’ll have to stop by the library to read it,” Danny said.“You aren�...�t going to run out and buy a copy of the paper?”“Why would I do that?”“To add to your scrapbook,” Val answered as if the reason should be obvious.“I don’t have a scrapbook.”Val said, “You need to start one. I have one.”“Why?” Danny asked truly puzzled.Val said, “I figure that some day I’ll have a son or daughter who will ask me about how I became a famous. It seemed like I was the only one who saw the wrongness in such actions.Barbie kept squirting. I had never seen anyone maintain an orgasm for that long. Then again I had never seen anyone have sex with an animal before. For all I knew, this was normal. By the time the final squirt oozed out of my daughter’s slit, I had given up. What I had just witnessed was too much for my brain to handle. The only way I could avoid going completely insane was to stop thinking about the incredible perversity. He was sticking close to her today, paying more attention to her than any of the other girls. And when he caught her on some of her clumsy dismounts, his hand pressing between her legs lingered longer than usual."I'm all right," Jenny said, blushing. "Just a little weak yet, that's all." Maybe you should go down to my office and relax a while. I've got a cot down there you can rest on." Maybe I should," Jenny said, blushing even more.A few minutes later, Jenny found herself alone in the coach's. I get as close tothe wall of bars as I can, my head doesn't fit through the bars so myforehead is pressed against the bars. I yell for Ashley when I hear somesort of movement down the hall, but can't see anything as it's pitchblack. The only light is the flickering dim light in my cell. The noiseis slowly getting louder, it's moving towards me. When I begin to seethe shadow emerge from the hallway. It's an elderly man, I can't makeout anything about his looks but he's about the same height as.