I looked behind me and saw Dennis reaching for his box, he pulled out a couple of decent sized dildos and what looked like a small, rubber traffic con... only in black instead of orange. "This will help you practise stretching" He said and covered it in oil. "Why don't you try sitting on it?" I stood up and set it down underneath me then squatted and slid the tip in, it was an odd sensation at first then a good one as i pushed myself a little further down and felt myself getting wider. Dennis was. She reported the crime to the police and told them the person actually knew of things in her family only other family members could have known.John decided to plan his ultimate rape; just as a fantasy you understand but he began to plan every single detail; from who the victim would be to how he would kidnap them; where he would hold them; for how long; How he would immobilise them and finally and most deliciously in his own mind exactly how he would rape them.Firstly he made a list of known. ” John looked at the CEO with a questioning look. “Think of it like this, you ... are perpetuating the ideal of a benevolent man giving presents to children.” John’s eyes started to shine as he ran the scenario through his mind. “These children in turn want things, things that their parents buy them to say they are from said benevolent man.”“I think I see where you are going Mr. Allen sir. Thing is I have to be happy and Jolly, two things that do not go together well with my persona,” John was. “Wait a second,” she blurted, flashing her eyes and pointing a finger in the air in that universal sign for, ‘I’ve-just-had-a-thought.’ “I think I’ve still got those white shorts in my bedroom wardrobe,” she said proudly, jumping up from the sofa, taking his wine glass from his hand and pulling him to his feet, a skip in her step as she led him up the stairs. “Turn around and close your eyes,” she smiled, opening the wardrobe door, searching impatiently inside a drawer, breathing a deep sigh.