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The wind whispers sounds to me; uncontrollable moaning of a perspirating an overweight rapist atop his underage and squealing victim. An ice-cream van drives slowly by, and decides to leave the young couple alone; wouldn't it be inconsiderate not to? It continues into a small suburb, where unknown to all residents, one house contains a woman who has a dalmation, willing to lick peanut butter from any orifice on the body. She enjoys this, as it tugs on her nipple, expecting more golden-coloured salty paste. Another house; an adolescent boy is wondering why it is deemed morally wrong to have illicit thoughts about his sister, after suffering a hard rejection from a girl at school, while his sister is upstairs sucking off her stepfather. Jelousy.The girl from shcool had in fact been molested as a small child, but had been to young to remember, but always, just slightly, had the lingering question, of why...why was her uncle so ecstatic to see her?
