“Then I felt her hand .... ** ....while I tried to get away ..... ;'Please, Mrs. Pippin!' .... She took her ... **** ... panting and saying .......... as she ........ under the bed where I thought I'd be safe for a little while, but she reached under and ... ** ..... Just then someone opened the door and I said, 'Help!Help!' as loud as I could but he only smiled and said, 'Well that's one I'll have to try sometime,' as Mrs. Pippin ....”
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Kenneth Patchen,
Memoirs of a Shy Pornographer