"Oh well never mind," I said as I watched the control room team, "I guess I'll wait down the Dog and Duck unless your 'sopping hole' amateur needs attention eh Sharon?" "I'd take you up on that if we didn't have and audience!" college Sharon replied, "Oops," she says, duty calls, "Good Evening, Pedo Supplies, the North West's premier supplier of Pedophile supplies, how may I help you?" "Oh, I wanted a twenty seven by one and a quarter inner tube," this guy asked, "Do I have the wrong number?" "I'm afraid so sir, this is Pedophile supplies," Sharon explained. "Oh," he said, "But doesn't Pedophile mean Pedalling?" he asked, "Don't you have pictures of Chris Hoy or Vicky Pendelton." "No sir just little boys and girls being abused," Sharon added in exasperation. "Oh, sorry," he said and rang off. "Wanker," Sharon snapped and the phone rang again, "Weatherfield Pedo supplies," she said "How may I help you?" "You're fucking disgusting!" the voice boomed over the speaker phone, "You should be hung from a Lamp Post by your gonads!" "I don't have gonads sir," Sandra continued, "But we do have a full range of Pedophile and Dog sex videos in VHS and Betamax formats, as well as CD's and downloads." "Oh," says the bloke, "That's sick!" and puts the phone down. "Get his sex number," I says, "Could be a handy bloke to have round." "Sounds about eighty," Sandra explained, "Poor sod." The phone rang again, "Bloody hell Allthwaite," Inspector Head interjected, "Your advert on Cbay certainly hit the spot." "Bloody place is crawling with Pedos," I explained. We could hear Sandra on the speaker, "Yes sir, I'm wearing my school uniform but I took my tie off and undid my bra because my big titties are so heavy sir, and my bra straps cut into my shoulders, I want your warm hands on my big titties holding them sir," Sandra explained. "Uh, what colour knickers are you wearing," the pedo asked. "Polka dot sir, but they were all sticky so I put them on the radiator to dry sir," she added. "Oh," he said, "Do you have a little brother?" "Oh yes sir, but he's shy," Sharon said, "But I have a video of him for twenty pounds sir." "Doing what?" the Pedo asked. "This is a fucking sting operation not a fucking pedo chat line," Inspector Head interjected. "Fucking me with his little cock," Sandra replied. "Oh," he said, "Oh, I like the little ones who can't get it up, sorry," he said and he put the phone down. "Mobile," Tony confirmed. "Someone take over I need the bathroom!" Sharon insisted looking flustered. "Jenkins," Inspector Head shouted. "Oh fuck it," Sharon insisted and she threw down the headset and rushed from the room. "You Hardcore all right," I asked. "No!" she said as she rushed away. Jenkins slid his fat belly into the chair Sandra just girlfriend vacated as the phone rang again. "Pedo Line, PC Ivor Jenkins speaking," he said as he picked the phone up. "Brruuuuup," went the phone as the fuck pedo rang off. "You total moron!" Inspector Head screeched, "For gods sake man this is a pedo line sting!" She felt uncomfortable using her name in the questions. A speciality of mine. But I gotta go; I’ve got to be outside the college gates when my dad girlfriend comes to pick me up or he’ll beat me up. “What’s this, there isn’t any material here, only edging.” “I don’t want a girlfriend mum.” I said softly but sternly, “I want you. He'll wait until Abigail's lying in state upstairs to make final touch-ups, so I can see just how she looks under viewing Hardcore room lights. "Both,” he said and asked, “KK, what does that stand for?” She wanted this. What? She decided to fuck sex leave ten women in Dragonfly-E3 amateur as a backup, while she and the rest of her crew break inside the main door of the space drone to college try and activate the power. I gasped and shuddered and Ann said, We’re getting great data on hybrid behavior, especially with people.