There was talk of fingerprinting all of the employees to find out who did the deed. That is when Jerry quit and went to work as a janitor.Jerry lay in... bed and tossed fitfully thinking about those little girls the next day. He didn't like having those thoughts, and truly tried to resist. Winning over the addiction was all but hopeless, unless he was imprisoned. Even then, prison never cured habitual molesters.Across town another predator, who went by Bilbo the Clown was finishing the latest. “Sorry love a little busy here,” Julie said quietly and then as Hailey listened a series of distant sharp cracks could clearly be heard, followed by much louder bangs closer to the phone. “Christ Julie, is that gunfire?” Hailey said breathlessly down the phone. “Yep,” Julie laughed, “the locals have no sense of humour, you shoot one lousy politician... anyways best I phone you back later.” Hailey found herself staring at a dead phone and she tutted under her breath as she slipped it back into. “Okay, that's not what were talking about today. That game launched you into the national spotlight in a way that you hadn't before.”“I mean, people were talking about me before,” I said. “I had interviews and some programs were produced. Many of those long-dead news outlets would run their vapid commentary about what I was, trying to fill every hour of the day with their blather.“But the average American mostly ignored me until then. And then I had sex during the Husky game. College football. His cum coated my mouth but I was reluctant to swallow it. Instead it formed a pool in my mouth.I attempted to stand up, but he held me down. “You’re not moving until your drunk my sperm gay boy!” He grinned and I looked up at him and allowed the cum to slide down my throat. After a few minutes, he allowed me to get up. I went to the bathroom and rinsed my face off. But as I bent over to wash my face, Lenny was behind me rubbing my cock through the panties then I felt them being ripped.