I wanted the whole ride, now that I'd had a taste. I remembered the feel of the couch, rough and knobbly, and it smelled musty, because after Mommy went away nothing got cleaned. I had an idea, an awful idea. He smiled, but it was sad.
Sorry about that. I think it's because they have a hard time thinking of themselves as potential victims. Arnet's and mine. We were naked in the water.
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