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Anonymous c89c557890a9bef87d55bffa045afd63 started this discussion 2 months (2008-07-02 20:22:55 UTC) ago:
I woke up at 12:31. It's a Wednesday, but that doesn't matter. At roughly 2:00pm, I'm expecting a call from Bob. Bob is my supplier. I've known Bob now for roughly a year. I met him through a mutual friend and life has been good ever since. He has a connection with a guy in Mexico. He can buy it at a premium price. I was hesitant at first to join him in selling. Who wouldn't be?
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Anonymous aa2ce272ff39ce43387838b73b4a6fe0 replied with this 2 months (2008-07-02 20:34:37 UTC) ago, 12 minutes later (#30,154):
Supplier of what?
Anonymous c08f3abc63d6cb60d711b54dd4548f9b replied with this 2 months (2008-07-02 21:20:25 UTC) ago, 46 minutes later (#30,157):
I started to worry. It was already half past two and no call. Suddenly, my phone rings and it's Bob. "Kid, head down to the Twin Pines Mall now! And bring your camcorder!" I was a bit confused but nonetheless complied.
Anonymous eebf217594d6672c6f2e4880ee70148b replied with this 2 months (2008-07-02 21:28:01 UTC) ago, 8 minutes later (#30,158):
Jacks phone finally rings!
He quickly answer his cell.
"Hello!?"
"It's Bob, you've got the money, right?
"Yeah, 100k, cash." He said, nervously
"Good. Be there in 15 minutes"
Bob hung up.
"15 more minutes, can't make it!" thought Jack, more excited than ever, after years he had finally saved up the money, and more importantly, the GUTS, to do what he had dreamed of for so long!
Although ever minute felt like an hour, and he was shaking, almost violently, wondering if
things were really going to go according plan, or if this might be some kind of trap.
(fifteen minutes later)
"KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!"
"ZOMG!" Exclaimed Jack
He raced to the door, took a deep breath, and slowly open it.
It was Bob, and someone else…
They walk in to Jacks living room.
"Well here she is, her name is Maria, she is 10 years old, pretty cute don't you think?"
"Yeah, she's beautiful!" Not really that beautiful, thought Jack, but she's certainly cute enough, and skinny too!"
"Hello Maria, I'm Jack!"
"Hello," replied the little brown girl, shyly and with a thick Mexican accent.
"That my payment?" asked Bob.
"Yes." said Jack, and handed over the little briefcase containing most of his savings over the last ten years.
Bob opened it and confirmed it was all real. He reached out his hand to Jacks.
"Good doing business with you! Sure don't understand what you guys see in this," said Bob. "But I'm sure you'll have fun with her!"
Bob turned around.
"Adios!" he said, closing the door behind him.
Jack turned to look at Maria, she stared back at him, looking nervous. Now it was just the two of them, all alone, by themselves…
Anonymous abcacfabceba1bfc15390e12a5837416 replied with this 2 months (2008-07-02 21:51:48 UTC) ago, 24 minutes later (#30,162):
Your writing style is terribly simplistic and devoid of any interesting stylistic elements. Don't bother continuing.
Anonymous 1a935047caf37652026b6d16a4ee3b90 replied with this 2 months (2008-07-02 22:03:22 UTC) ago, 12 minutes later (#30,164):
@30,162You do know that every post is made by a different person right?
He had thought about this moment many times, playing it through in his head. Now the moment finally arrived.
Slowly he made a step into her direction while loosening the belt of his jeans. Focusing his eyes on the girl's face he noticed her scared look, her eyes were glassy. She did not move however, not even when he stopped one feet in front of her, his belt now in his right hand and his jeans now about to slip every second.
Anonymous eebf217594d6672c6f2e4880ee70148b replied with this 2 months (2008-07-02 22:10:07 UTC) ago, 7 minutes later (#30,166):
@30,162I was just hoping someone would write me a nice loli story, so I set it up. It is pretty usual for internet fiction, I think. OP, though, doesn't seem to have written a story before.
Anonymous abcacfabceba1bfc15390e12a5837416 replied with this 2 months (2008-07-02 22:14:25 UTC) ago, 4 minutes later (#30,168):
@30,164Yes, I forgot to quote the person above me. Although in actuality it implies to everybody that's posted thus far.
Anonymous eebf217594d6672c6f2e4880ee70148b replied with this 2 months (2008-07-02 22:20:22 UTC) ago, 6 minutes later (#30,171):
@30,168It isn't supposed to be professional, this is what internet fiction normally looks like, unless it's by someone really good. Feel free to post something better if you can.
Anonymous abcacfabceba1bfc15390e12a5837416 replied with this 2 months (2008-07-02 22:32:26 UTC) ago, 12 minutes later (#30,174):
@30,171Well, I've never stated that I possess any exceptional writing ability myself. Doesn't mean I don't know what good writing is though, and what has been posted certainly is not.
Anonymous 1a935047caf37652026b6d16a4ee3b90 replied with this 2 months (2008-07-02 22:34:52 UTC) ago, 2 minutes later (#30,175):
Could you stay on topic?
Anonymous eebf217594d6672c6f2e4880ee70148b replied with this 2 months (2008-07-02 22:55:14 UTC) ago, 20 minutes later (#30,178):
@30,174Maybe you're real issue is that you're a pedo-hater?
Anonymous c08f3abc63d6cb60d711b54dd4548f9b replied with this 2 months (2008-07-02 23:46:55 UTC) ago, 52 minutes later (#30,189):
Why'd you all skip my part of the story? It was the second post. >:(
Anonymous c89c557890a9bef87d55bffa045afd63 (OP) replied with this 2 months (2008-07-02 23:48:24 UTC) ago, 1 minute later (#30,190):
Successful test is successful.
Anonymous aa2ce272ff39ce43387838b73b4a6fe0 replied with this 2 months (2008-07-02 23:56:10 UTC) ago, 8 minutes later (#30,191):
Anonymous 6e74dddb6e9befe5a3c03136dccba758 replied with this 2 months (2008-07-03 21:33:14 UTC) ago, 22 hours later (#30,298):
@30,158Maria announces that she has to go to the little girl's room. Jack starts to follow her, but before he gets far he suddenly combusts into flames. When Maria comes back, she finds a badly burned corpse with an in-tact erection peaking through the Jeans that Jack was wearing. Maria gets on her knees, and makes sure nobody is watching. She is confused that the loud screams of agony didn't bring into to his rescue, but none-the-less determined to wrap her lips around the deadwood.
A man by the name of George comes into the room and asks the girl for spare change. The girl tells him that she doesn't have any, and that she's busy. George becomes enraged and throws a chair at Maria, knocking her out cold. George goes out to his truck and gets a cannister of Gasoline, and then proceeds to pour it on Maria. While George does this, he has a Vietnam flashback, where he was doing the same thing to a Vietnamese villager who was thought to be a member of the Vietcong. This leaves George in a trance-like state, and gives time for Maria to wake up. Maria runs out of the house screaming for help.
A police car happens to be driving down the street, and rolls down his window. The car is filled with smoke, as Officer Johnson has a terrible smoking habit. He tosses out a cigarette that lands of Maria, which in turn causes her to burst into a fireball. The Officer masturbates violently as the girl burns to death.
Anonymous 36f8fde7003fc02fab45e80ca2e97c2c replied with this 2 months (2008-07-04 01:16:17 UTC) ago, 4 hours later (#30,334):
@30,158Jack felt a bit guilty with her unmoving stare. He tried to put up a friendly face and had her sit down by his side in the bed.
“Hi”, he said. “What’s your name?”
“…Maria”, she said warily after a moment of uncomfortable silence.
“Well, Maria, I’m Jack. I might be an adult, but I like playing a lot. Do you like playing?”
“They don’t let me play in that place.”
“But would you like to?”
She nodded.
“Okay, so now that you’re with me, we can play together. What do you think? What kind of play do you like?”
“Dolls.”
“You like dolls? That’s great! I love dolls too! Do you have a doll for we to play with?”
“No.”
“Hm… tell you what, why don’t we make-pretend you’re my doll?”
“Me? A doll?”
“Yes, yes, you’re my cute, pretty doll…”
“I’m not…”
“Ah yes you are Maria, you’re the prettiest girl in the whole wide world…”, he said softly as he caressed her torn hair, and then brought his nose near to it, feeling intoxicated at her animal odor of sweat and bruises and childhood — “What a pretty, pretty doll… A shame your dress is so dirty. Don’t you want a new dress?”
She nodded, blushing.
“Let’s pretend my shirt is your new dress”, he said, reaching for it in the floor. “I’m giving it to you, my little doll! Try it!”
He sighted heavily as she slowly took off the patched piece of grey cloth that passed for her dress. Her panties were frilly and clean, probably put on by Bob. Jack pictured Bob forcing her to wear them while she cried, and started to feel extremely hard. He grabbed her arm while she reached for the shirt, gently but firmly, and started to lay her down in the bed, calling her my doll, my beautiful pretty doll… She wouldn’t give up, however, and Jack shouted at her to shut up, stop screaming to me your little whore, and we got in a little fight and my mom got scared, so she said “you’re moving with your auntie in Bel-Air”.
Anonymous 6e74dddb6e9befe5a3c03136dccba758 replied with this 2 months (2008-07-05 05:15:54 UTC) ago, 1 day later (#30,540):
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