. cannot possibly hand these over ... had to get them specially printed ... very expensive" They both looked at a print and then over at me. "What?" I...demanded "Yes, that is my pussy", pulling down my jeans to expose the black see-through fabric. I reached up and smoothed out the £50 note on the counter "Will this cover it?" The chemist-man checked it over, handed me all the photographs and gave Grandpa the change: "Look after that one; she is going to be trouble". Back home, I picked the most. He pushed his finger into my mouth and then I heard him say, "Ready!"I just said in a drunken voice, "yeah!" I heard him pull down his shorts and I started to get aroused and wondering what was going to happen next. My face next to the hole, I could feel the heat of something coming though the hole. This time it wasn't his finger, as it was soft and a lot bigger. It touched my cheek and I turned to have it hit my lips. He let out a slight moan and he quickly pushed his entire cock through the. The film from the cameras would tell us how many shots hit the Bunny and how many I fired. Later study showed that I hit the Bunny’s face with 8 out of 11 slugs, and only one did any good. That slug happened to enter an eye and thence into the brain. The eye was too soft to trigger the secondary release of the shot, so the slug must have bounced off some bone somewhere inside the skull before it released the 12 shot.Whatever caused it to explode into the 12 shot inside the skull, that was. When I entered my room my sister was no longer there asleep on my bed. huh she must have gotten up and went back to her room I said to myself. Just then I noticed a little note on my pillow kinda like they leave in hotels. I thought maybe it was something cute my sister set but as I read it I realized it was the exact opposite of my cute angel of a sister and more like the devil of the man from yesterday. The man I wont ever recognize as my father. The letter stated: Hey kid thought I surprise.