ahead on the 26-minute time bar but at 18.08 she was still resisting so he 
’d some more til he was like a minute from the end but the bitch was still struggling, face looking all rapey & puffy as the ghostface killa/blurfaced pediatrician who probably called his shit Patricia hunched down & boned her on the examination table, his pants comically down around his ankles, why did that always look funny, type of thing that might bring you out of your trance-jack, at 25:28 the schoolgirl still enduring, writhing, suppressing panic while Dr. Phil/Patricia bad breath-whispered kamikaze shit in her ear, the muthafucka never even removed that grimy white coat.
Rikki ’d the time bar so he’d have more time to jack. Still strokin but partly creeped out. I mean it was horny but he wondered if it was really for real-real. . . . probably wouldn’t be on one of the tubes if it was, cause they have ads running underneath for movies & shit, movies out now in the theaters, big ones like The 3 Musketeers & the new American Pie & shit, they couldn’t do that if the shit was illegal. Cause it wasn’t like one of those Russian sites with the girls being full-on underage, beat-up&raped, it had to be staged otherwise everyone who went online would be in trouble, whole muthafuckin world, tho he did puzzle over why Patricia’s face was blurred out, tho if it was all pretend shit maybe that was just part of the pretend. Patricia likes to pretend. All the vids Rikki looked at usually had thousands of hits, sometimes hundreds of thousands or millions, no one could press charges against that many fuckin people for watching. There would always be some sketchy shit no doubt. Shady shit. Sometimes you’d click on a hinky thumbnail, a little bitch in braces with flat titties or whatever, & it’d say this video has been deleted. It might say something about the muthafuckas in it looked too young, no shit! No doubt. He’d clicked on just to see, just curious, cause it wasn’t his thing, like watching dogs&pigs&horses fuck bitches (get money! fuck bitches! get money!) wasn’t his thing but that doesn’t mean he was never on the animal farm. And that shit could be funny if you were kickin it in the trees with your homies. Chicks trying to stuff pony cock into their pussies. But the Chester tubes. . some of those lil-ass hookers looked like they were muthafuckin ten years old, what would happen is there were all these legit sites where kiddies did their chats, harmless rite of passage shit, talking to each other or whatever, you could always hear their parents bitchin at them from wherever & the kiddies would roll their eyes with fuck you’s under their breath, tiny rebel shit, but sometimes kiddies got horny and nasty, everyone knew that biologically girls got sexed up way before the men, they were having their periods at six yrs old, & the xxxxxwebcum tubes would be out there prowlin, lions in the bush just waiting to pounce & capture the muthafuckin videos before the so-called legit sites found em & took em down. . . . . Rikki went on a webcum site & found two slumberkiddies, webcummers titled the vid “2 hot home alone teens strip & shake their asses.” The home alone category webcum vids always had the most hits. . . . the kiddies in this one had tatts too but the tatts were homemade, Sharpie’d shooting 
s up and down their arms, one had Hebrew-type letters on her tummy like copying Lindsay or whomever—& sho’ nuff they turned and shook their asses just like whores & strippers, busting little moves straight out of porn, all the little kids watched porn now. Tho even that tube had banners & shit announcing the latest flicks, ads and trailers that interrupted & Rikki had to wait for them to end before seeing the bitches giggle & shake their meatless asses at the iCam. One of the iKids — there was always one who was nastier than the other — one of em was on her way to being a pro, had two fingers up her ass, you could tell her little friend was kind of shocked/titillated, small-titsillated, whatever. . . fucking poster of Bieber on the wall. Some shady shit. One of his homies said he went on this site called tiny tiny tiny and there were all these little bitches bending over to show their snatches, he said they were divided into categories like ‘Age 6—12’—damn. No way he was gunna even get near that shit——————
Rikki was back at 18:26 on the Jap schoolgirl timeline, he noticed his pants had fallen down around his ankles just like Dr. Patricia, he innerly laughed about that — you know, like, well that’s how everybody winds up one way or the other, all the boys and the girls with their pants ’n panties down around their ankles, but he was too busy rubbing one off to let it brake the flow — bout to jizz then suddenly a tiny RON JEREMY popped up huddling next to an outrageously pink, boomerang-curved penis, looked like a 50-foot parenthesis… the skinternet had driven a stake through the 
of porn, the skeevy muthers were suffering (everyone but Sasha Grey), nothing more pitiful than an O.G. pornstar out of work, even Ron the Hedgehog Jeremy had been forced to diversify, putting silly putty penis elongator pills in his hornporn portfolio. Rikki was still jacking when the words of a satisfied customer crisscrossed the veiny hard-on: “This shit is like steroids for your dick! I’m almost 10" long!” Rikki x’d & ‹’d to get back to the violated schooljap but got one of those skanky live-videos instead, a titjobbed quiff in a cubicle with the ugliest curtains known to man in the known world strung up behind them like they do, hooker Bin Ladens making sure no one can identify their homely shit & locate what cave they’re in, like anyone’d be lookin. He MUTEd to kill the tinny come-ons of the bitch who was trying to rope lonelyass pervs into paying for a private chat———then right then 10 thumbnails of big-jug skunky skanks popped up, fucking assault on his screen, dialog-box captions informing him they were all in the vicinity, scarily zipcode-close to Rikki’s house, 2 white girls in Beverlywood, 1 in Castle Heights, 3 in Mar Vista, 7 (mixed bag) in Culver City, 4 in Santa Monica, 3 (cute) little niggers in Westchester, all asking if he was horny 2nite & wanted to fuck, he forgot to turn off the location thing but was near the end, too close to webcumming to 
to System Preferences, but then he got paranoid someone maybe just now hacked into his iCam & was already broadbanding his private home alone self-soothing jackfest to the world———cock in hand, he refreshed the screen which now featured a banner celebrating the tech proficiency of the tube he had currently engaged, its corporate slogan crawled across the top of the screen: “WE INNOVATE — YOU MASTURBATE”—then it said CLOSE AD and he clicked the x but it was one of those new x’s that were fake, when you ’d all it did was magic carpet you to a new site, you hadn’t closed anything, you’d opened tubeworld & called in the horndog hounds from hell, they knew you were jacking, the whole world was, & all they wanted was to hyperlinkspam you right when you were cumming, they had you by the balls in the palm of their hand——fuck these mutherfuckers——Rikki was forced to esc, he closed the site & all the herds of x’s that had silently sprouted like deathcaps while he was doing his Doc Patricia thing, closed all the open Windows, cleared all his ogling tubular Google history, logged out, shut down & walked away.