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From - Fri Jan 03 20:30:20 1997
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From: mzm...@aol.com (Mz Mysty)
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Subject: REPOST Redonna pt 1 (pedo)
Date: 3 Jan 1997 13:21:20 GMT
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Redonna, tall, blonde, beautiful to behold, rich. Any man's dream,
except she did not get off on men. Redonna was a lesbian, and
worse, she was a pedophile. Bad huh? Well there is more to
Redonna, and she tells all now.
I met Martin many years ago in Europe. We seemed to hit it off in a
manner of speaking. Something just drew us together. We drank,
we talked and it was as if we were old friends. Late one evening he
told me that I bore a remarkable likeness to one of his ancestors
wives, and that her portrait was still hanging in his manse. He wanted
me to see it. I agreed and his car came for us. It was a long drive to
the manse as it was situated in the lonely country. Once inside he
took my coat and then my arm. He walked me down the hall and
showed me the portrait. My breath caught in my throat, for the
woman in the picture could well have been me. It was awesome, the
likeness was amazing. Anyone would have sworn it was me in the
painting. What was even more astonishing was her name, one letter
shy of mine. At the bottom of the painting the brass plate proclaimed
"Ledonna". Sitting by a crackling fire, sharing a bottle of wine Martin
told me the story of his ancestor.
"She was young, she was beautiful, desired by most men who knew
her. She married my great-great-great-great grandfather, Jacob,
when she was only 17, and he was 55. He introduced her to the
pleasures of sex, and then the pains of it. I read her diary some
years ago and it was quite detailed about her 'adventures' in the
bedroom with