Alice in Lonely Land Ch. 04

The trickster was walking along one of the side roads of Hilbury. Malcolm kept a close eye on him from half a block away. He couldn't be sure if the man was the monster he was hunting, not yet at least. The stranger had been acting strange though. Malcolm had seen the man pick the pocket of someone without being noticed, but he could just be a thief; he had to be sure before he made a move to grab him. Malcolm had given Casey, his daughter, a call on her phone, but she hadn't picked up. He wasn't sure if he was happy or not about that. It would be nice to have the backup, but if she wasn't here, that meant she wasn't in danger. Compared to most monster hunts he had been on, this one wasn't very risky. He didn't try again though, she'd be upset about not being involved, but at least she would be safe. The man Malcolm had been tailing walked by a woman and very obviously reached into her purse and took out her wallet. It was clear as day, but the woman d

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Central Manhattan late afternoon, two weeks out from Christmas, was no place for a frail old lady, one whose entire possessions barely half-filled the rusted shopping trolley she trundled before her on the sidewalk. Not immediately obvious to the occasional on-looker, but her wheeled companion served its purpose as much for support these days, as for its meager storage capacity. Cataracts had eroded Lucy's vision to the point she had to squint hard to make-out objects in shop windows. Crossing Madison Avenue at 59th Street was a risky prospect at the best of times, conferring the onus of road safety on the driver rather than the elderly pedestrian, as she made inevitably slow progress towards 5th Avenue, where she turned the corner and headed south. She looked up as a few flakes of snow drifted on to the already cold handle of her trusty old cart. She stopped under a nearby shop entrance and withdrew a pair of threadbare woolen gloves from one of the supermarket bags in the cart,

Sex Education Janet and John are twins. Janet and John often sit together at High School [obviously over 18]. John likes to tickle his sister Janet. John likes touching her bare legs. Janet sometimes lets him touch the inside of her thighs. Janet loves masturbating -- she often has a hand up her skirt. Janet loves to stroke her clitoris -- it makes her feel all warm inside. It is Wednesday afternoon - Janet and John have a PSHE lesson. Personal Social Health and Economic education -- they are never too young for Sex, the teacher wants to prepare them. Today it is mostly about Giving Consent. There is a fairly boring film -- a boy kissing a girl behind the bicycle sheds. The boy has his hand inside the girl's blouse -- you can see her black bra. John can't wait for Janet to grow some breasts -- he wants to play with them. The girl has her hand down the front of the boy's trousers. Janet likes his black briefs, stretched tight across his hard cock. Suddenly the girl is on h