"Have you eaten yet, child?" Ronald's numerous mouths smacked wetly as he spoke. The small girl shook her head, jittering and desperate for her next fix. She lifted her palms, anxious for whatever meal that Ronald could spare.
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He reached inward between sweaty folds of flesh and produced a small red parcel. With swollen fingertips, he held it just barely out of her reach. Simply the sight of the smiling yellow logo was enough to dilate her pupils and make her body itch. Ronald gestured delicately with his other hand and taunted with a knowing grin: "Are you enjoying the seasonal apple pie, young miss?"
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"Oh yes, sir" Wendy nodded quickly, mouth salivating. "I'm lovin' it."