I couldn't help it. It was almost a disease. Society has made it clear that pedophilia is a horrible way of life and these people who love the lifesty...e should be psychoanalyzed, and put away in a loony bin. I can't help the way I am.I almost began to cry as I turned the shower on. I stepped in and felt the warm water hit my smooth body. I had just waxed earlier this morning and the soap slipped and slid all over. I once again pictured the young pre-teen. My dick grew hard and I soaped it up. "Yas sir, boss. she be picken as soons as Iz gets her some workinclothes.", Mac replied. "Waz her name, master?" I think I'll call her Ruth, how's that sound Mac." Yas sir boss that a fine name," Mac said, as he picked her off thecarriage and lead her to the shack. "Master, wantz this girl out in thefield, git her dressed an workin, Annie." A thin woman with Gray hair andno teeth, took Dale to a pile of old clothes. The clothes were old andragged but at least there were some rags Dale/Ruth. “We can do more once we’ve had our first idea.”“It ought to be something we know about, ideally,” said Natasha.“Well I wonder what that could be, between you and Hotsie,” grinned Dani.“How about a hair care product?” Sara reached for Dani’s hair but Dani swayed it out of reach with a smile.“Some kind of sex addict treatment would be more like it,” she laughed.“Well who’s the one who bought a vibrator?”“How d’you know about that? ... Tash! I wondered where it went!” Dani looked at her. It helps me think.Why did he hire Harry to find me? Wouldn't the collector know where I was? Slimy told me that the collector wanted me alive, even though both the collector and I know I'm very dead. But if he wants me far away and alive, that means the collector is scared of me for some reason.If what Slimy told me was true about the collector using me to take out the salesman, nothing made sense. After seeing the perfection that the collector made of my ex, I can understand the hatred he'd.