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And so, he does. But not before picking little Shannon up, placing her on his lap, tiny little legs straddling his, as he stares into her eyes. Passion, need, want, and uncontrolled sexual desire radiate from his dark eyes. Fear, confusion, a plea for help, an overwhelmed little girl who is not ready for this look back at him. Did Uncle respond to that sad, delicate look by putting her down? By letting her go? By buying her an ice cream cone and doll and treating her like all the other girls at school with nice Uncles? Lol, he reached under her tutu and stuck a finger up her cunt. It hurt, she cried, and I got wet hearing her relive it. “I didn’t want him to do it” Shannon cried, “it hurt, and I wanted it to stop,” she said as the first knuckle went in.
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Normally when people mention looking glass they are talking about about one’s own self reflection. When I talk about the looking glass I am talking about my reflection from mirrors. Sometimes even windows and doors, anything that shows my reflection. I often find myself looking through the glass just to check my self out. The way I look at it is you can stare so I can too. And hey I do not blame you, like look at how good look. I can’t even stop looking at my sexy body.
