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Oh.     My.     God.

——————the applause startled her—the
event
was over, at least the public part. Jacquie leaned into Reeyonna, never taking her eyes off Mr. Steven Martin, who was still onstage, already surrounded by brown-nosing Biggest Losers.

“Steve knows we're here,” she said, surprising Reeyonna. She had that pathetic
lilt
in her voice.

Oh fuck that must mean he wants to hang.
The thought of Mr 28 Million ever having seen her flat chest&braces was repulsive.

“Let's wait for the crowd to thin a little then see if maybe he wants to have a drink.”

EXPLICIT

[Rikki]

Dirty Thumbnails

He'd

never been that into porn, not really, but lately he was, he liked to get up in the trees with ReeRee, future mother of his future child (
whoa!
) & watch xxxtreme Tube links on his fosterdad's iMac then fuck. Lately he made them watch clips on the
daughterdestruction
site & he'd get turned on by the way Ree overreacted, she'd freak about how
gross
it was, kind of overdoing it all the while eyes glaze-glued (
goo'd
to go) to the screen as the dads wreaked their anal havoc; suchwise Rikki knew she was completely into it. The contrary playacting made him go H.A.M., as they used to say.

There was always webtalk about celeb sextapes but that shit wasn't really on Rikki's radar. Why would he want to watch sicko fanboy slo-mo compilations of that sassy girl who starred in
Hugo
dancing on Jimmy Fallon or Kim Kardash getting off with Ray J (maybe for a minute) (maybe longer) (definitely would fuck Nicki M) when he could surf the lubesites & trip on dwarfchicks gettin facialed & creampie'd, or dudes with big bald heads vanishing into a bitch's pussy til you could only see their fat necks, or Sasha Grey getting DP'd/ATM'd
*
(in HD), 14 lucky volunteers, bearded homeless-looking mutherfuckers with fixed stares and dilated eyes, hands idly jostling/tugging at dicks to keep their stiffies until it came their turn, buncha bums waiting on/line like they do at Midnight Mission mealtime, a cold, slow-moving queue snaking up to that batshit-crazy white girl, no condoms to be seen, the mini-marathon going down in one of those stuccoey porn safehouses, white & empty except for a mattress and maybe a couch, the biggest ugliest white pleather couch known to man in the known world. The Sasha Grey tape he liked most was the one with the guy laying on the floor on his back and her on top trademark-screaming
fuck yeah! fuck yeah!
the greased otherhole butt-up in its devilish pillow, ready for the ass-jacking, the xxxxxtreme home invasion, & when it came each bum's turn, the sorry-looking dude took his dick and sort of almost politely
placed
it in her bunghole, something almost rather
civil
about it
,
suddenly they were
in,
up & running, ruin-fucking the apple-sized void that was really just the deadmouth end of SG's large intestine, each bum bumfucking in perfect little segmenty moments of time, never over-staying/shooting their wad or their welcome, must have been someone off-camera giving them the wrap-it-up sign, afterall, this was a professional operation, and as the next-in-lines took their brothers' vacated place, the just-pulled-outs walked two steps to where her mouth was and Sasha Grey sucked them, by definition sucking the sheen of ass & pussy discharge that coated the bumdicks, by the 6th or 7th dipstick there couldn't have been all that much, rectally speaking, a friend of Rikki's told him that porn chicks did some enema detoxing before anal gangbangs, so there probably wasn't too much shit on the stick but naturally bits of blood & viscousy effluvia & whatever from the odd tear in the fabric so to speak, not to mention the dirty leakages/cum & pre-cum courtesy of the bum's rush, and while Sasha sucked (occasionally pausing to full-throat shout
fuck yeah!
Fuck yeah!
between blowjobs,
fuck-
YEAH!
-
shouting with dead pottymouth that was a mouth yes plus being of course the rank scarlet beginning of esophagus/little intestine) the next vagrant dick already politely proboscising, and so on & so on & so forth, on and on it went, a looped lubey-tube daisy-chain rondelay/square dance from Hell. When a buddy told Rikki that Sasha Grey had actually guest starred on
Entourage
, Rikki thought he was punking him. He never watched that old piece of shit show, couldn't find a Sasha clip on youtube, he'd have to Netflix, his fosters didn't have HBO anyway.

Rikki knew lots of kids at middleschool who did celeb sextapes, that's what everyone called em, “celeb sextapes,” if you were a middleschooler & made one you could call yourself a celeb, just like how any porn actor's usually called a pornstar
.
He'd go on one of the XXXXXXwebcam tubes and there'd be videos they grabbed from stickam.com or some innocent social network site where home-alone girls or 3-girl sleepovers are in their bedrooms flirting and shit but occasionally they'd do more than that, and when they did, the webcam porntubes would capture & upload. Like a lion hiding in the grass. The girls didn't even look stoned to him, they were just sexed up, which made it even hornier. Rikki saw a few girls from school he sort of kind of knew, maybe they were two grades down. It was no big thing. ReeRee knew a chick who didn't even go to school anymore, webcamming from her room in panties and showing her stomach not even her tits, she never had to strip for men or use a dildo, they'd send money anyway, some would write and say she shouldn't be doing this cause you never can tell who was out there, all like
You know I have a daughter your age
, full-on I-want-to-protect-you shit as they squirt-jacked. She put a big teddy on the bed, all the chicks learned that from the live-chat/
barelylegal
sites, the cruddy stuffed animals shoved anywhere they could be seen, little pathetic clusters . . . . . . . . lots of middleschoolers FaceTimed themselves (
Face Times at Ridgemont High
) coming or dildo-ing or doing ATM or whatever or iPadded/MMS'd movies to each other. Rikki tried not to do that, the one or two times he did tho he made sure his face wasn't on camera, you could see the girl but not him, his friends called him a pussy but whatever. Now that Ree was pregnant he didn't especially want to disrespect her that way
whoa
he still hadn't even been able to wrap his mind around having a baby (a
what?
), it felt like a tiny fist punching his
whenever he thought about it so he tried not to think about it———at all——except when they were together——————————(Tiny baby fist) . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Rikki clicked a thumbnail with the caption
Exploited by school pediatrician.
26 minutes long, 92% thumbs-up, 1,549,351 views, 4.4 out of 5.0 rating. A Jap schoolgirl being examined by a doctor with a censored blurface. He fondled her, at first subtly then crazy-brazen until Rikki was watching a full-on molest/half-rape. Cams were hidden, three different angles, once in a while changing POVs like security cameras at 7-Eleven. The call-his-shit-Patricia/pediatrician looked like a retarded Jackie Chan. He fought the girl over her bra, finally pulling it up til it sat strained twisted-clumsy on top her tits, she kept crying crying crying as he tweaked her nipples, kept resisting, but the Patricia kept on keepin on, fought with her some more over pulling up her skirt but his fingers gave him the upper hand
haha
crotchgroped but let her keep her panties on, pain-swiping them aside to expose her stingy bubblegum-pink Just Say No nippy lips. Jackie Chan Patricia kept jabbering the whole time in Japanese & the schoolgirl squirmed and shifted and half-sat up, squeal-crying as he turned to go fish something from a cabinet, all you saw was the back of his lab coat, then the POV switched and another cam showed him stick a butt probe in there but the poor slopehead schoolgirl was no Sasha G. Plenty of cavities but all uncooperative. Rikki numbly massaged his cock waiting for the reluctant bitch to reciprocate Patricia's intense horniness, that's how they usually did it, the schoolgirl/cheerleader/babysitter or whoever resisted for a while then got horny in spite of themselves, that's when the clothes would come off and you'd see all the crappy tatts & piercings or what have you. For Rikki it was always an especial hard-off bummer when a ho had those corkscrew, witchy fingernails, like anything but psycho trailercunt could think that was sexy to a man, think it was sexy to be jacking themselves with those twisty fingernails held daintily
up
&
back
, he saw a nigger at the Children's Courthouse with that shit, she
worked
there too, they probably couldn't fire her because of some can't-discriminate-against-a-crazyass-Guinness-World-Record-Book-longnail'd-bitch-nigger law, nigger even'd figured out a way how to write with a pen, he had to stand there and watch this nigger fastidiously filling out a form, clickclack nails all tangled up like fuckin moose antlers, these longnailed
working
niggers were real pros with the nails shit———————the thing Rikki hated the most was when a pornstar put on a dumb devilface and talked shit like
that's right fuck my ass with that hard black cock
, Rikki always
'd MUTE when that shit happened (he never MUTEd on the goth & emo tubes. Found himself unexpectedly partial to suicide girls' pale white skin & bobbed black hair & the bright-colored tatts that shocked their milkywhiteness, plus they were usually tight, no longass nails + they never said stupid shit while they got raped, some of em even kept their glasses on which Rikki thought was way horny . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

But the girl kept crying crying crying, resisting and crying.

Rikki maximized and skipped ahead, dick in hand, still H.A.M. He moved the
ahead on the 26-minute time bar but at 18.08 she was still resisting so he
'd some more til he was like a minute from the end but the bitch was still struggling, face looking all rapey & puffy as the ghostface killa/blurfaced pediatrician who probably called his shit Patricia hunched down & boned her on the examination table, his pants comically down around his ankles, why did that always look funny, type of thing that might bring you out of your trance-jack, at 25:28 the schoolgirl still enduring, writhing, suppressing panic while Dr. Phil/Patricia bad breath-whispered kamikaze shit in her ear, the muthafucka never even removed that grimy white coat.

Rikki
'd the time bar so he'd have more time to jack. Still strokin but partly creeped out. I mean it was horny but he wondered if it was really for real-real . . . . . . . probably wouldn't be on one of the tubes if it was, cause they have ads running underneath for movies & shit, movies out now in the theaters, big ones like
The 3 Musketeers
& the new
American Pie
& shit, they couldn't do that if the shit was illegal. Cause it wasn't like one of those Russian sites with the girls being full-on underage, beat-up&raped, it had to be staged otherwise everyone who went online would be in trouble, whole muthafuckin
world
, tho he did puzzle over why Patricia's face was blurred out, tho if it was all pretend shit maybe that was just part of the pretend. Patricia likes to pretend. All the vids Rikki looked at usually had thousands of hits, sometimes hundreds of thousands or millions, no one could press charges against that many fuckin people for watching. There would always be some sketchy shit no
doubt
. Shady shit. Sometimes you'd click on a hinky thumbnail, a little bitch in braces with flat titties or whatever, & it'd say
this video has been deleted
. It might say something about the muthafuckas in it looked
too young,
no shit! No doubt. He'd clicked on just to see, just curious, cause it wasn't his thing, like watching dogs&pigs&horses fuck bitches (get money! fuck bitches! get money!) wasn't his thing but that doesn't mean he was never on the animal farm. And that shit could be
funny
if you were kickin it in the trees with your homies. Chicks trying to stuff pony cock into their pussies. But the Chester tubes . . . some of those lil-ass hookers looked like they were muthafuckin
ten years old
, what would happen is there were all these legit sites where kiddies did their chats, harmless rite of passage shit, talking to each other or whatever, you could always hear their parents bitchin at them from wherever & the kiddies would roll their eyes with
fuck you's
under their breath, tiny rebel shit, but sometimes kiddies got horny and nasty, everyone knew that biologically girls got sexed up way before the men, they were having their periods at six yrs old, & the xxxxxwebcum tubes would be out there prowlin, lions in the bush just waiting to pounce &
capture
the muthafuckin videos before the so-called legit sites found em & took em down . . . . . . . . . . Rikki went on a webcum site & found two slumberkiddies, webcummers titled the vid “2 hot home alone teens strip & shake their asses.” The
home alone
category webcum vids always had the most hits . . . . . . . . the kiddies in this one had tatts too but the tatts were homemade, Sharpie'd shooting
s up and down their arms, one had Hebrew-type letters on her tummy like copying Lindsay or whomever——& sho' nuff they turned and shook their asses just like whores & strippers, busting little moves straight out of porn, all the little kids watched porn now. Tho even
that
tube had banners & shit announcing the latest flicks, ads and trailers that interrupted & Rikki had to wait for them to end before seeing the bitches giggle & shake their meatless asses at the iCam. One of the iKids—there was always one who was nastier than the other—one of em was on her way to being a pro, had two fingers up her ass, you could tell her little friend was kind of shocked/titillated, small-titsillated, whatever . . . . . . fucking poster of Bieber on the wall. Some shady shit. One of his homies said he went on this site called
tiny tiny tiny
and there were all these little bitches bending over to show their snatches, he said they were divided into categories like ‘Age 6—12'—
damn.
No way he was gunna even get
near
that shit————————————

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