A re-occuring Dream with the same sweet little Angel, visiting him each time. xxx He reached his hand into her panties, which were now all wet from his force. His fantasies of the young pre-teen girl had gotten him through long, lonely Nights in Prison. “I will Follow her Home.” He Decided to himself. He stood motionless, Frozen with mesmiration as he watched her move. His fantasies of the young pre-teen girl had gotten him through long, lonely Nights in Prison. He had never seen a little girl so lovely. Since his release, He assured himself to live a secluded life, & stay away from anything that could put him back into Prison. His Desires, What he needed, What he Craved. So Innocent and Pure. Poverty in Russia was high, and It made things very difficult. Suddenly, a Sea of thoughts flooded his head, Flashbacks
