Message-ID: <44100asstr$1061878206@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: vgss@email.com (Video Gamer) X-Original-Message-ID: Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit NNTP-Posting-Date: 26 Aug 2003 03:53:23 GMT X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 25 Aug 2003 20:53:22 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} [VGSS] Resident Evil 2 - Secure Place (Sherry x Policemen) Date: Tue, 26 Aug 2003 02:10:06 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: newsman, gill-bates The Video Gamer's Sex Stories Volume 17 - Resident Evil 2 - Secure Place With amazing agility, the lithe Sherry Birkin clambered over a brick wall at the end of one of Raccoon City's many alleyways. She had been running from zombies and killer dogs for days, ever since Chief Irons had been slain protecting her. Cast out of the safety of the police station, it seemed only a matter of time before she too would join the soulless masses. Now more than ever, it appeared her brief flight was near an end. A group of canines let off futile barks at being denied their prey, which only served to attract more former humans to her position. Caught in a maze of winding passages, Sherry sped up and down the back streets, dodging any that echoed with the tell-tale shuffling of the undead. In a panic, she suddenly realized that an imposing barbed-wire fence was blocking the path forward, and another moaning humanoid had just cut off any means of escape. "Come 'ere, kid!" a ragged voice suddenly called out, at last breaking through when the young blonde understood it was not coming from a monster, but a healthy-looking male lawman instead. Elated, she raised her arms so he could pull her through an open window, the angry shouts of thwarted zombies fading away distantly as gunfire erupted from her savior's pistol. "We're lucky we found you when we did!" a redheaded boy commented as she emerged in a large, well-lit room, looking as green to the force as she was. "Yeah... sure are." said another in the shadows, a beefy dark-haired man with an extensive gut. The hushed excitement in his voice made Sherry feel a little uneasy, but the handsome male who had swiped her from harm's way suddenly broke in. "Hate to rush you," he said, looking up and down at her ragged and torn clothes. "But it's not safe here anymore, and we need to head back to the resistance soon. Why don't you go downstairs and freshen up? There's still running water in this part of town, and it'll be your last chance for awhile..." Sherry blushed noticeably at his gaze, realizing that more of her adolescent body was on display than she would have liked, but the allure of the caressing water quickly washed away any hesitation. "Sure!" she replied cheerfully. "That'd be neat!" For the first time since her mother had confessed what was going on, Sherry thought she might actually escape this madness alive. *** Following the stairs down to the basement of the outpost, the young Birkin child took great comfort in the pains made to keep this place safe from the ravenous horde. It appeared to be an abandoned athletic facility, doors and windows boarded up securely so the policemen could not be snuck up on from behind by the zombies. Rounding a corner and finding gleaming tiles staring back at her, the little girl was suddenly struck with how long it had been since she'd been able to enjoy such luxuries. Without stopping to check if any of the men upstairs had followed her down, she pulled off her shirt and let her skirt and panties drop down to the ground. After laying her golden pendant reverently on the pile, she strode into the showers as nude as the day she was born. The first blasts of warm liquid were like a heavenly blanket, immediately rinsing off the grime accumulated from many nights of sleeping outdoors. For awhile, Sherry simply stood in the gentle waterfall, relishing the feeling of being allowed to be so defenseless once again. The petite female didn't know how long she'd been standing there, or even when the falling water had lulled her into closing her eyes, but the distinct sound of wet footsteps brought her attention back in an instant. "Thought we could use a little rinse, too!" the heavyset one sneered, watching as his confused voyeur looked straight at lengthy rod extending from his crotch. "Hope you don't mind sharing with us..." "Oh!" Sherry gasped, instinctively attempting to cover her privates, and managing to do so only because her hairless crotch and flat chest were so underdeveloped. "I don't think I should let you see me like this..." "Come on!" he barked in a mysteriously annoyed fashion. "After all that you've been through, you're worried about letting us see your pussy?" Sherry immediately turned red. She was not at all used to people using such dirty words in front of her, and even less accustomed to them referring to her own exposed genitalia. More out of sheer intimidation than anything else, the pint-sized preteen reluctantly acquiesced, letting her hands fall away. Her entire body was once again on display, and she could feel thee sets of lewd eyes absorbing every minute detail of her flesh, almost as if they were emitting a physical manifestation that was eagerly probing her naughty bits. The dirty man eventually returned to his own bathing, and this time it was Sherry who couldn't keep her eyes from roaming. Regardless of any embarrassment, she *was* aware that there was something forbidden only a few feet away, and the tiny blonde couldn't help making occasional glances at the man's erect penis "Go ahead and touch it..." the fat man said seductively, noticing her curiosity and flexing his groin so the stiff member bobbed lazily. "It won't bite..." "No thanks..." she responded curtly. "I really shouldn't..." *** She had seen many cocks in the past few days, of course - it seemed that zombies almost never turned a girl before raping them, and Sherry had inadvertently witnessed a good deal of these assaults already. Upon first exiting the police station after days of isolation from the main city by the adults, she was shocked to find the most debaucherous scene of her life waiting outside. One of the STARS members was holding a lady clad in red and black against the stone staircase. His pants were around his ankles, and the shocked kid had a good guess as to what he was doing with her. "Please, help me!" the violated girl called out, struggling so that the vee between her legs became visible. Sherry let her mouth fall open in a gasp as she watched the misshapen shaft that once belonged to Brad Vickers pierce the woman's vagina with ease. "Unnnngh!" Claire Redfield cried, shutting her eyes as the unwelcome lover ripped her shirt in two, letting her shapely tits out into the night air. "Do something!" Even had Sherry the power to help the defiled female, her slender body was totally bereft of will. She was mesmerized by the scene in front of her, especially the large breasts that would soon spring from her own chest. The astonished scientist's daughter was also amazed by how much she could make out of the ravaged, but hitherto well-maintained slit, which was still framed by more hair than she had at all below her head. At last, Claire seemed to realize the futility in resisting, and simply lay on the cold steps, letting Brad take her by force. Sherry continued watching, unable to pull away from the erotic scene. She made sure to look around every few minutes, in order to make sure another zombie didn't sneak up and do the same thing to *her* cherished virginity, but at the same time wondered what it would feel like with unusually depraved interest. In only a few minutes, the dishonored Redfield sister let out a moan of revulsion, wincing as the undead phallus twitched inside her passage. The nosy blonde watching on saw Brad pull out with a grunt, leaving behind a gooey white mess in his poor victim. Seeing him turn to her with the same voracious leer was all the incentive needed, and in a flash, Sherry Birkin was running as far away as her spindly legs could carry her. If she had been running back home instead of further into the chaos, she would have noticed her panties were mysteriously damp. Unfortunately, the evidence dried before she could ever find out, and her first proof of sexual arousal went completely unnoticed. After that, there was no end to the opportunity for the young girl to spy on more perverted acts of procreation. Although she was able to make good progress in escaping the doomed metropolis during the daytime when the predators were lackluster and sluggish, at night it seemed only building rooftops were safe enough to hide. The downside, though, was that those vantage points made it impossible to ignore the violation of Raccoon City's females. She tried to drive the horrible sounds away, but they even began to pervade her dreams, especially the worst ones. Quite a few times, Sherry had seen youngsters who could not have been older than herself have to endure the horizontal dance much earlier than expected. Now that most of their parents had sacrificed themselves to the horde so their fragile offspring could escape, the entire area seemed to be populated by scampering children. The panther-like licking monsters seemed to have an affinity for juvenile redheads, pinning their tiny bodies atop car hoods, store fronts, or even the hard concrete before ravaging their tiny cunnies with vicious thrusts. Dogs went after the brunettes and dark-haired kids mostly, often gang-banging traumatized preteens two or three at a time before leaving them to become zombies as well. Malformed humans, of course, took to pillaging the vestal chambers of blonde minors, much to Sherry's horror. She almost couldn't believe they would stoop to such levels of depravity, but the countless screams of her peers losing their cherries to the monsters was plainly apparent. *** Unlike those lecherous fiends, the man standing in the next shower over had thick, massive phallus. It was much more pleasant to look at than the deformed snakes protruding from a zombie's trousers, even if its owner had made her feel a bit uncomfortable. Sherry almost felt a tinge of excitement upon looking further down the line to her left, seeing two more penises bobbing happily. The man who'd pulled her to safety and his redheaded confederate looked immensely pleased at being able to showoff their manhood to such an immature audience now that law and order had pretty much evaporated. "I still feel a little funny doing this with grown-ups." Sherry announced abruptly, grabbing a nearby bar of soap to commence cleansing herself. "Are you sure this is alright?" "Yes, of course..." the good-looking one countered stepping over to the empty space on her right. "We can't bring you back to base without being totally clean. Now, do you want us to help you wash? I'm sure we can all get it done quicker together..." "Um... okay!" Sherry squeaked, hoping the others didn't notice the shimmer in her eyes. The fat one came off as foul and immoral when he talked, but the other suitor made her feel warm and fluttery inside. "Just try not to touch my... *thing*." Grinning cockily, he did just that -- for a time. As the heavyset male and his younger partner stole looks at the show, Sherry handed over the soap and allowed herself to be lathered up, trying to conceal an horny smile. She'd gotten awfully worked up thinking about what had happened to all those poor girls in Raccoon City. "Wow, you must've been on the streets for awhile..." the man said, now hunkered down and using both hands to caress and restore her skin to its natural state. "How does it feel, getting cleaned up again?" "It's... oooooh! Nice!" Sherry sighed, allowing him to rub her unblossomed chest. She lifted her arms without question, shivering when the strong fingers teased her underarms, moving down towards her butt. "Does it feel good?" her elder partner asked, using the utmost restraint to resist feeling up her pouty honeypot. "Like when you touch yourself at night?" He knew it was a longshot, but it would be worth it to listen to a ten-year-old confess to masturbating. "Yeah..." the tender blonde replied dreamily, confirming his wildest desires. "But I know I'm not supposed to do that..." "Hey, it's perfectly natural." the suave cop soothed. "Everyone does it, so you wouldn't mind if I played with it, do you?" This was the moment of truth. If she didn't consent to at least this, he knew there would be nothing stopping his two associates from taking her hidden treasure by force. Both of them were watching the scene with lustful stares, anxiously awaiting her answer. Were she to agree, the little girl might be able to at least get off before they had their way with her. "Okay, then!" she shot back warily, much to the relief of her three onlookers. "Just... be gentle..." *** Ever so innocent, Sherry let herself be coaxed into a sitting position with her back against the wall, legs spread wide enough to show all she had. Without wasting any time, her elated partner made his hands slick with soap, then shoved one into the vee of her girlhood. It was quite pleasant, far better than anything she'd ever experienced using her own clumsy digits. Within seconds, her loins felt as if enkindled by a blazing fire, and the naked child could barely contain her joy in mere guttural sounds. "Mmm... that's really nice!" she lauded truthfully, letting loose muffled sounds of passion as her bare vagina was teased in the most gracious of ways. The titillating sensations were so intense that Sherry could barely stand to watch her hairless flower fluttering wildly, and let her head rest on the cool tile. From this angle, she could see both the young boy and his perverted companion had moved close to her, abandoning all pretenses of showering now. The rubbing continued for several minutes, and by then, Sherry was so far into the new and wonderful feelings, she didn't offer a word of resistance when the heavyset man knelt down as well, spreading suds over her nonexistent mounds. "Keep doing it..." she moaned seductively, knowing her tiny nubs were becoming excited and erect. Soon, the young boy had gotten involved as well, caressing her extended legs with the look of a rabid dog who has at last been given a scrap to eat. Her mind muddled with a flood of eroticism, the preteen female did not even see the runaway train that was her very first climax coming. Sherry's speech had degraded into disjointed fragments by now, spotted with groans that were far beyond the pleasure such a young body was meant to encounter. "Don't... stop..." she panted, face crimson with the magic building up inside her crotch. "Rub me, please! I think... something's happening... it's.... OH!" Totally lost with sexual abandon, the blonde girl leaned forward, grabbing the hunk in front of her without thinking. Sherry was crying with delight, nearly screaming as her virgin hole exploded with orgasmic glory. "Oh my God!" she yelled into his shoulder, eyes involuntarily slammed shut. "It's so good!" A wicked smile appeared on the man's face as he continued to stroke her clitoris, even while the oversexed kid female was coming all over his hand. "Yeah..." he comforted, kissing her gently on the forehead. "I thought you'd like it." Even when the endorphins flooding her brain had long since ceased, Sherry was still hugging her lover right, bucking her thin hips on his hand, which was now motionless. "More... please..." she begged, insatiable for more of what had just happened. "I want to do that forever..." "Well..." her mate responded, suddenly sounding quite formal. "Seeing as we just made you feel really good, it would only be fair if you let us get off too..." "What... do you want?" Sherry asked innocently, still woozy from the gratification. "You know..." the large man butted in. Looking over, she noticed he was holding his dick with one hand, fingers curled into a fist and rapidly pumping up and down the length. "No... not that!" she pleaded, understanding how horribly wrong this was going. She should have known it was too good to be true. Even after doing such marvelous things to her body, the one thing they had all intended on doing was sticking their big cocks in her little pussy. "Sorry, baby..." the handsome one said, raising her up by the armpits and pinning her small mass to the wall. "We've been lonely for a long time. So, if you want our protection, you'll need to put out." "You can't!" Sherry countered in a high-pitched voice, watching as he positioned himself perfectly underneath her naked orifice. "I'm too little! It won't fit!" After so long a period of arousal, the man's penis did indeed look obscenely large below her small cunt, but there was no doubt in anyone's mind now that the little girl was soon going to be riding atop the meaty pole whether she liked it or not. "Then you'd better hold those legs open more, sweetie..." he continued, dropping her just enough so that his engorged manhood began to spear her labia. "Because I'm coming inside you." Sherry yelped as he let her go, forcing the entirety of her eighty pound frame onto his stiff prick. Still being unsullied, her opening was extremely tight, and kept the man from rushing all the way her womb in one go. Unfortunately, gravity could only pull the uproarious female one way -- compelling the tiny female to accept more and more dick in her stretched opening. "Please, don't do it!" she bemoaned, feeling him ram even further inside with every slight movement. "I promise I won't tell anyone if you just stop... OW! Please, you're hurting me!" "Uhhhhhh..." her rapist grunted, blown over by the thought of banging this small child until she was leaking his seed. "How... could you not like this? Look how sexy you are... I can't stop! Not now!" Still fighting, Sherry tried to push against his chest, hoping to extricate her sensitive hole from this undesired intrusion. Her feeble muscles, though, were not match for his built frame, and the effort only served to hasten the demise of her maidenhood. "Can't... wait..." he groaned, holding her to the wall with his chest. "I want to fuck you... so bad!" "No!" Sherry shouted in vain. "I... don't... want to!" A series of final squeals punctured the din of the running showers as her partner brutally stabbed her hole, forcing her vaginal walls further apart until at last breaking the hymen. With a satisfied heave of relief, he leaned back with her in his arms, relishing the faces of him comrades. The two other men had a mixed look on their faces -- both wonder at how the diminutive female could have taken such a large rod, and anticipation at the prospect of being able to discover the answer for themselves. Sherry had opened both her mouth and eyes wide when she was defiled, emitting a silent scream of anguish. Now, though, the pretty blonde was silent, holding onto the man who had done it only to keep from falling to the ground. "You're so lucky..." he announced haughtily. "Getting screwed so early. It must make you feel proud." "It feels like you're splitting me open..." she said with a sniff, seemingly devoid of any fighting spirit. "Just do it quickly..." "You have such a nice body.." Sherry's lover replied mockingly, lifting her up by the hips and shoving his tongue in her mouth. They kissed for a few seconds, and then he slammed her entire body back onto his phallus, evoking a muffled "Uummmph!" from the terrified preteen. "I don't think I'll be done for quite a bit..." True to his word, the handsome man continued to assault Sherry's virile pussy for some time, occasionally interjecting with dirty talk he knew would embarrass her. "I bet you never thought you'd get to have sex so soon.." the pervert whispered into her ear, idly fondling her nude features with a free hand. "No..." blubbed Sherry ineffectively, still wheezing each time the crown of his tool bumped her cervix. "So, do you like it?" he continued, gaining momentum at his own words. "Does my cock feel good inside you?" "No..." Sherry repeated, blinking away a tear. "I wish you'd just hurry up..." "Don't you worry about that!" her forced lover said with a laugh, continuing to pump past her inflamed vulva. "You'll be full of my cum in no time!" The young Birkin daughter soon enough found herself pushed against the wet tile wall again, knocking the wind out of her small lungs. She could feel his knees spreading her legs wide, and arms moving to hold her hands high above. Spread-eagle, Sherry finally felt the pistoning rod in her belly tingle. She knew what was next. "Uhhh..." her debased molester burst out, bucking into her feminine passage with renewed vigor. "I'm cummin' in your twat, little girl. Oh, it feels great!" Sherry couldn't help moaning out loud when she felt his slimy load seep into her womb. She was too young to know that her uterus still had a few years before growing mature enough to care for a baby, and could only imagine what was going to happen now that her crotch was leaking sperm. "Geez, you were fantastic, kid!" her lover commented jubilantly, lowering himself to the ground with the preteen's trembling body on top. He hugged her tightly in the afterglow of his own climax, totally oblivious to the damage he'd caused to her psyche. Only after growing too tired from the expending of so much effort did he release his grip, allowing the deflowered female to roll off and collapse on the floor. *** "Oh, you're not done yet, sweetie..." a familiar voice echoed just as Sherry was passing into blissful unconsciousness. "It's not nice to get us all excited and then go to sleep like that." The large man attempted to pull her into a standing position, but it was no use. Her thighs felt like they had been battered with a steel pipe, and her entire pelvis was throbbing intensely. "No... no more..." she sobbed, falling to the ground again and curling up into a fetal position. "Fine, then." her new partner said with a nod, lying down in the wet tile behind the prone blonde. "I wanted to stuff your ass, anyway." "Aaaaaah!" Sherry shouted, flailing away as his immense stiffy tried to penetrate her rear opening. "Anything but that, please!" "Then..." echoed the man sternly, pulling her back so that his thick cock poked through her legs, teasing the valley of her childhood. "You know what to do." Sherry went limp, and the man knew he had won. Beaten, she waited for him to get into position, somehow knowing he would want her to do all the work this time. When the shuffling splashes finally ceased, she turned over, not even able to get on her hands and knees. Instead, the dishonored blonde crawled over to the next challenge. Even his sizeable gut could not compare with the fat penis extending upwards from the man's crotch. Sherry balked at first, halting as soon as she saw the fleshy pole towering high, but quickly remembered how much it would hurt to have get butt get reamed by this pedophile. Mounting his legs, she scooted forwards until his erection was resting on her stomach, unable to continue of her own accord. "Well, go ahead!" he commanded roughly. "Put it in!" A low, garbled "Unnnngh!" announced Sherry's second intimate encounter, as she rose up and then sank down on the meaty spear. It was just as long as the last, but much thicker. She wondered absentmindedly if her vaginal wells would ever heal back after such pummeling. "Oh yeah, that's good..." her large mate encouraged, watching her gently fuck herself on his dick. After a few wobbly attempts, she leaned forward, putting her small hands on his stomach in order to keep balanced. "Heh!" he smirked suddenly. "I can even see my cock in your belly!" Before she could think to not look, Sherry peered down, amazed to see the outline of his shaft making a clear indentation in her pelvis every time it bottomed out in her warm cavity. "That's so nice of you..." he went on, impressed with the relative ease she was taking him compared to his accomplice. "To try *so* hard!" Nothing could have been further from the truth, of course. Sherry was merely throwing herself into the depraved act in the hopes that the faster her natural gifts placated the three men, the sooner she could put all this behind her. Even the humiliation of having to play a willing participant paled in comparison to sweet freedom. "Rrrrr! Rrrrr!" she growled, gritting her teeth as the vast girth really began expanding her wet tunnel. The man below took her grunts of pain as sighs of pleasure, and began rubbing her buttocks at the thought. "I knew you liked it, little girl..." the loathsome male taunted, grabbing Sherry's slender hips and helping force himself deeper into her. "Now, be a good kid and suck me dry with that hot cunt!" "Eeehhhhh!" croaked the enslaved blonde, feeling the massive spike erupt hot, greasy fluid in her private place. Her evil partner held his petite treasure at the very base of his tool, allowing each explosive spurt of semen to be felt. After what seemed like an eternity, risked a look down at her battered pussy. By now, every exposed inch of flesh between her legs was red from so much sex. Her dainty hole, still impaled on the man's member, was now oozing two helpings of male cum, much more than her womb was designed to accommodate. Had she any choice, Sherry would have instantly grabbed for the soap to wash away every trace of this horrible act, rubbing herself until raw. That satisfaction, though, would have to wait until she had bought her way out of this situation with ALL the men. *** Still atop her satiated partner, the former virgin look around. The showers continued to spout warm water behind her, where the handsome man was lying face-up. The immoral policemen she'd just conquered had closed his eyes and was resting peacefully, enjoying the aftermath of a forbidden experience few men can ever have. "One more..." she thought glumly. "Then I can get out of here." As it turned out the redheaded boy wasted no time in getting to his turn. Being on the bottom of the pecking order, he knew from the start that he would be getting last licks at this underage prize. The wait, though, was balanced by the fact that he had as long as he liked to do anything he wanted to her childish body. "He's not as big as the others, at least..." Sherry thought hopefully, wincing as his eager hands ran over her flesh before placing her on her back. His moderately-sized member was purple and throbbing as he hunched into position above his tiny partner, markedly distinguished from being stiff for so long. "You're so pretty!" he complimented gamely, rubbing his shaft over her mound crudely. "I'm really glad you're letting us all do this!" Sherry groaned at his delusion, not meaning to but sounding faintly aroused when his throbbing pole finally hit the mark, sliding deep into her messy hole. The familiar fullness enveloped her loins once again, and the blonde Birkin girl was yet again being used to pleasure a man. "And... wet!" he pointed out impolitely furiously assailing her erogenous zone. "The others must've really pumped you full!" "No kidding!" mused Sherry in angry silence, knowing firsthand how bloated she must be when a pistoning cock wasn't invading her innards. "Unnnnh!" the maroon-haired boy grunted, holding her tighter as they coupled. "I don't know how to thank you, this is great!" And, before Sherry understood what he'd said, her mouth was being probed by a fleshy mass, eager to taste her oral fluids. She let him kiss her, of course. There was no way to fight it. But when he started to trace saliva all over her face, Sherry closed her eyes in revulsion. Of all the mortifying trials she'd endured that day, having a complete stranger lick her face and neck was disturbingly unpleasant. He might have thought he was being affectionate, but Sherry's final lover was wholly mistaken. "Yes, yes!" he chanted suddenly, ceasing his tongue-bath. "I'm gonna cum! Aaaahhhh!" "Finally..." Sherry said under her breath, attempting to cushion her hips from the redhead's savage thrusting. Within seconds, she could feel viscid ejaculate flowing into her body. Her young fuckmate spewed a seemingly endless supply of baby-juice, finally deflating enough to slip out. Even as he humped her hairless slit unconsciously, more white cream leaked onto her mons, soaking the preteen's crotch. "Guess... I couldn't hold out any more..." the boy remarked with cheery exhaustion, giving her one final smooch before sliding over beside her. Sherry slowly moved her hands down to cover the evidence as he lurched away, desiring no longer to let anyone view her pubic area. "Mmm..." her semiconscious partner said sleepily. "I'm just going to take a quick nap now -- you really wore me out!" Letting loose a gaping yawn, he paused a moment before finishing. "Just don't go anywhere, little lady. We've got some... big plans..." *** But Sherry had plans of her own, ones that didn't involve her getting repeatedly raped until the G-virus claimed all four of them. Still holding her hands to her pussy, she quietly rose, rocking haltingly on resisting limbs. Sensing no protest from her slumbering attackers, the nude female sprinted quickly out of the shower room, veering only to grab her clothes. Not even pausing to dress, she made her way up the stairs, almost bypassing the policemen's headquarters before a wicked idea struck. Darting still-naked over towards one of the desks, she grabbed the same pistol that had saved her from certain doom only hours before. "Never again..." she growled in defiance, then effortlessly glided over to the window and lowered herself down to the street. Besides the corpses of several undead humans, the alleyway was completely empty. Steeling herself against the chill brushing her exposed flesh, Sherry dropped her garments and took one last look at herself. Having not the time to fully cleanse her body, she was forced to pull her panties onto a revoltingly semen-pasted vagina. With a disgusting flinch, the abused inadvertently child smeared the goo further over her dainties, having no choice but to use the fabric to try and conceal what had happened. Donning her golden pendant and other apparel, Sherry Birkin started walking back the way she'd arrived, gun tucked loosely into her skirt. There was a long road ahead, alright, but at least the worst seemed to be behind her. 8/25/03 - VGSS Please feel free to repost this story. 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