One tape had movies that depicted mother/son stories and the other, brother/sister themes. I was looking for the former which I had a peculiar prefere...ce for. It had two movies.One I entitled, ‘Dial M for Murder’ and the other, ‘Throw Momma >From The Train.’ These were the substitutes I had used to mask the real titles, ‘Dial M for MOTHER’ and ‘BLOW Momma On The Train.’To my horror, the tape was missing. Only the space it had been removed from gave evidence of it ever being there in the first. . Ye-ah-hooo!"She stood up quickly and danced a jig around the small cooking fire."I can shoot. I can shoot. I can shoot... _rabbits_." She stopped herdance and sat back down, staring into the fire. "A rabbit ain't no people.I still don't know if I can kill me one of _them_, can shoot me a man." Shesat back down and took another bite of meat.She took another bite of rabbit. "I know I can hold a pistol." She stoodagain and drew the pistol, spun it around her finger and set back in herpocket in a. . are ... gorgeous. Period.”She seemed unconvinced. “Even though I’m...” She touched her boobs. Small.“Because you’re small,” I said. “Geez, you’re still growing, sweetheart, but even if you don’t, lots of men find it attractive.”She touched her breasts again, cupping them. “When you came on me,” she said, “I felt like I was attractive.”“You were. You are.”“It felt all tingly.”I stroked a finger across her breast. “In here?”She shook her head. “Not there.” She opened her thighs and touched her. Now let me shove my finger up your asshole and let’s see if it’s dirty or not. Hmm. Actually it’s pretty clean. But like Mrs. Fulsome said you are getting an enema and a spanking tonight anyway when my mom get’s here which should be pretty soon. In the mean time, go crawl into the bathroom and lick the toilet clean and then get your biggest spanking paddle and crawl back in here with the paddle handle in your mouth. Wait, there’s somebody at the door. Go get it. And be quick about it.