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Message: <blockquote data-quote="IKL" data-source="post: 28150377" data-attributes="member: 567503">Night Hair Child 1972*<img src="https://i.imgur.com/JpaEn52.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" />- Dr. Kessel, as you no doubt realize, Marcus is my stepson. I met him for the first time when he came home.···What were these series of unfortunate incidents? Why did you expel Marcus?- I find this very distressing, Mrs. Bezant.···It, Started with these erotic drawings. We've had a series of complaints from local people. A prowler, a face at the window, voyeur. A boy from the school, they were quite certain. If fitted in with previous patterns in his behavior. One of the groundsmen rescued him from a beating one night. The Pavilion is very popular among courting couples in the village. Apparently, Marcus had engineered, some spy holes at various vantage points. One of the lads from the village caught Marcus spying on him and his girl. If the groundsmen hadn't been around, he might have ended up in hospital. I've had several meetings with your husband concerning the boy. At first, we naturally attributed his behavior as a reaction to his mother's most distressing death. But, that was nearly two years ago. He stole a cat killed it, after torturing it. But the other incidents, serious as they were, it was possible to understand, overlooking them. I can cope with most things, but this was horrifying. Frankly, I didn't know how to deal with it and didn't feel much like trying. I'm very sorry, I had no alternative but to expel the boy.<img src="https://i.imgur.com/Ex7VJvl.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" />- You were spying on your father and me.- Of course.- But why?- To use father's self conscious chitchat it turns me on.- You spied on your mother too?- She wasn't as entertaining. No acrobatics. And father's getting older.- Did your father has anything to do with your mother's death?- My mother died from a heart attack.- After the "accident" with the electric heater? You know, don't you?- Do I? You think I would give you this information? - Not freely.- Are you suggesting some sort of exchange?- Why not?- What do you have that I could possible want?- Money?- Really!- What then?- Anything?- Anything.- You! Your natural presence.*Original title·····What the Peeper Saw<a href="https://uptobox.com/je56ldb1j8fp" target="_blank"><img src="https://i.imgur.com/2kJSoUS.png" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /></a></blockquote>

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