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ster's
eighth birthday party. Michaela couldn't have been much over six at
the time, and I felt bad for fantasizing about the winsome little
girl. Rika Sakurai wore a frilly pale green party-dress, with bunched shoulders
that left Rika's arms bare, tight around Rika's torso, and a cute flounced
frilly skirt that started at Rika's waist and finished at the top of her
baby-girl thighs. Rika's short legs were covered in white cotton tights
or stockings, Rika's feet clad in a pair of petite pink school-girl
shoes. Rika Sakurai smiled at the camera, Rika's little platinum-blonde pony-tail
falling to one side of Rika's face, hugged by a teddy-bear Rika Sakurai held
against Rika's cheek.
As I enjoyed sordid thoughts of these four girls naked in bed with me,
playing with my genitals, and each others, I pulled a book from the
plastic bag. The book, bound in a nondescript cardboard cover, said
simply "Violated" and was one of my finds at the dump. When I first
read it, I was partly disturbed at its contents, despite having read a
multitude of pornographic stories in soft-porn magazines. However, on
subsequent readings, I started to find the tale of sadism on a young,
innocent, family to be a turn on. I turned to the first page, and
begin to read.
The book tells a fictional story of a family, attacked in the
middle of t
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