It’s the face of one of his past girlfriends she’s met, her moist eyes with that reddened glow from a Polaroid photo, her rectum being stretched b...y a hooded man’s cock, his fingernails burrowing into, twisting, tugging her bruised breasts sadistically apart as he pounds at her. Finally the backside of the last page, a single portrait photo of the woman, this one out of place for the album, a formal studio type photo with a normal pose. Letting the binder shut and setting it beside her,. I turned my attention to the television screen. I could see a girl with a gorgeous tan and long brownish black hair just like me. She was rocking back and forth with a guy behind her. He was tall brown hair, body, and sculpted arms. This sight made my body quiver. I felt hot liquid come out of me. It was coming from down there. I remember when my best friend Anna told me what to do when this happened. I never did it before and really just the thought of touching myself down there scared me. I. Shuttering he knew if he didn't he'd be dead before the day was out that was for sure. Rayburn was still worried about Kimison the man had been babbling about the strangest things for the last half hour. Rayburn had already been through the device three times, each time finding a fault that was as deadly as it was stupid to use the device before all was tested. Finally on the fourth time through he found nothing but ran it a fifth time to confirm. Satisfied he went over the rest of the safety. The lot immediately next door in that direction had been set aside by the city as a public access point. It was for non-homeowners to picnic on the grass, or to just stop and enjoy the views from the bluff.Returning to the front door, he prepared to ring the doorbell. He fought to lower his heart rate as best he could, though his rage threatened to consume him regardless. He pulled the recorder from his back pocket and turned it on, putting it in the front belly pouch of his sweatshirt. He had.