I just stared at him. The shop keepergiggled. "OK, it's for you. That's fine. I have a couple of cotton nighties thatwould look perfect on you. Let' s...e you are just between a petite and a woman's size but in anightgown longer can be better. Hmmm. OK I'm guessing a size 12 or 14,you should lose a little weight you know my dear."And he rambled on as he wove his way (he didn't walk) pulling garmentsoff the racks and putting them back on until he handed me two lightcotton nightgowns. He pushed me. Things were slightly different next door.As soon as Jerry got into bed, his big cock sprang up to attention. The potent young boy was accustomed to jacking off each night before he went to sleep. It had become such a habit that he beat his prick and shot his wad even on the odd night when he wasn't feeling horny.Naturally, his mindless prick rose by ritual.But tonight was different.Jerry was determined not to frig himself off and refused to so much as touch his cock and balls, knowing that if. I was Warden Sandra again. "Prisoner Dale R. Your sentence is almost complete. Before we release youthough, you have to receive our traditional prisoner send off. Do youknow what that is?" He nodded No. "Before I release you. I like to do two things to you to insure that youstay on the straight and narrow. First, I am going to administer apaddling to your behind. After that I have one final going away presentfor you." Hands cuffed behind his back I dragged him to the corner of the room. Ingram?" He trembled at the thought of luring her into the supply closet, even just for a few minutes. That though aroused him uncontrollably.He scanned her school yearbook photo from the 4th grade, and with his Photo Editor software, put Marilyn Butcher's head on that of a naked young girl that he found on a newsgroup. Then he copied it to a floppy disk with pictures he had downloaded of a dozen other young girls, and some of his own niece, that he actually had pose, before fondling her, when.