Agents of the Duke go looking for someone who has lost a shoe; they are all out of luck. So eventually the Prince himself takes charge and goes out in...to the duchy, and after several days finds Cinderella. AND THEY ALL LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER!!!I don't know about you, but it all seemed far too simple, so I did some digging. I found a diary. This particular diary belonged to the so-called Wicked Step-Mother. I have pulled a few choice entries from the journal, that all take place around the time. .aahhhahah aur phi usne mara short utar diy aur mere lund ko sahlane lagi jo phale hi si ek khada loha ki rod ki tarah tha aur usne mera lund mu me la liya aur lollipop ki tarah choose lagi mujh to jannat mil gayi ma pagal ho gaya choos Sali randi choose mere lund ko choos bhosdi wali kitne muth mare ha tere naam ke choose randi chinal choot marani choose aur phir mane uska peticot uthkar dekha usneKuch bhi nahi pahan rakkha tha kya bhosda tha jhanto se bhara jue aur mane uske dane ko choose na. . uuuuuuuhhh, don't stop!"Eddie glanced up at Mindy and saw that she was grinning broadly. They'd won! Mom had admitted her pleasure, and now she wouldn't dare tell their Dad what they'd been up to. She couldn't, because she was part of it now. Her pretty face twisted into lusty contortions as Eddie began to tongue-fuck his beautiful mother in earnest. He pistoned the stiff meat hard and deep in her famished slot, and she wailed with delight."Unnnnnhhh, God, yes," she moaned, "do it to me,. There was no way in hell I was going to go through an intense police investigation over some sick fuck who got his rocks off abusing kids."I made it back to my room, packed up my bag and my cash, and headed for the highway. An hour on the road and I remembered I left my paperback book on that park bench. If the kid remembers me sitting there reading, the cops would have a beautiful set of fingerprints. And if they did, identifying me would be as easy as a few keystrokes on their computer. I can.