Jeff was on top of his sister, like the sick fuck he was, then, all of a sudden the door of their room was bursted open, pieces of wood flying everywhere and dust settling of the nearby furniture like chair, a particular ammont landing in the top surface of his bed fission sheet.
The preverted Jeff looked up, his eyes watering from the shockwave and force of the door flying open, and his sister had become limp which he had just in the present taken notice of.
Jeff had just begun to hear shouting and loud barking of police dogs, along with hard boots stomping all over his dwelling, invading his sex den of a house.
In this monument he realized he was effed in the a: he knew it was only a matter of time that before the police department operatives and SWAT team would find all of his CP that filled his computers, plus all the computer chat logs where he had recently been posing as a 12 year old to lure more of his victims to their doom and depravity.
No
No
No his demented mind had began to think fastly as the police swarmed him, wrenching him from his sister, who he had only now just noticed had a large piece of debris sticking from her through, putting her out of her misery and saving her from further molestation at the hands of her brother.
As the police dragged him, kicking and screaming like the toddlers he was attracted too, he had released his Bowles and bladder in terror.
He was dragged to the back of a police van and continued his tantrum,
Knowing that his pathetic, sick life was all but over, he trembles at what was to await him..