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My Pas gonna take a shit!" "So?" "Doncha wanna watch?" "He lets ya?" "No, dummy. I carved some spyholes on the side of the outhouse. You oughta see his big turds plop out!" His visiting cousin from the city thought for a while, then he followed as they creeped around the side of the dilapidated old shithouse. Obie Harling was the only boy he knew who always came up with a neat dirty game every time they got together.

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, was too much to pass up. In town for only a few hours more, the Iranian diplomat was insistent. Hed become enamored of Philip on his last visit. It must be him, and he must perform the act. He may never be in such an uninhibited mood again. He wanted the boy to take a shit directly into his mouth! He wished to suck his turd and be able to savor the taste on his flight home.