The photograph on the left sheet showed a young girl of maybe six, completely naked so that her undeveloped body was revealed in every detail, being flogged on her bare ass by a grown man with a short quirt in his hand, while he forced the child to suck his huge erect cock with her dainty mouth. The dark welts where the whip had stung her cute round ass-cheeks, and the tears streaming down her face from her pain and fear and humiliation, were all clearly revealed in the picture. The man's face had been obscured beyond any chance of recognition when the picture was printed, but the girl was shown with superb clarity.

The opposite page of the album was even more exotic, for it showed another child, this time a blonde, as distinguished from the brunette first one, being cruelly raped on a huge bed by an adult man, obviously old enough to be her father, or even her grandfather. This child was about eight years old, and her hands were stretched wide out toward the sides of the bed and held there by tight ropes around her slim young wrists. From the position of her legs, it was obvious that she was fighting her attacker as well as she could, but the photograph clearly showed that his big stiff prick was being driven into the hairless pink slit between her thighs, and her mouth was open with the scream which announced the agony of her rending defloration. Again the man's face had been effectively disguised by the photographer but there was no question as to the age or beauty of his childish victim, or what he was doing to her.

“What do you think of these pictures?” asked John.

“They're fantastic.” I answered sincerely. “Is this what your club does? — collect terrific pictures of unusual sex activities with young children? And how do you ever get them to pose for the photos?”