{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\deflang1033{\fonttbl{\f0\froman\fprq2\fcharset0 Times New Roman;}{\f1\fswiss\fcharset0 Arial;}} {\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1503;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\nowidctlpar\qc\kerning28\f0\fs36 August Moone Sagas\par Book 5\par Absolution\par Chapter 33\par Familiar Themes Part II\par \pard\nowidctlpar\fs28\par \par How to determine if you are really fucked\'85\par \tab Jake whirled around but his struck in the face by the suddenly coming alive Jolene. Pepper spray also anointed his eyes severely debilitating him. \par \tab\ldblquote Skyler!\rdblquote he yelled, the girl kicked him in the groin and then a knee to his chest. Wildly Jake flailed about and was wrestled to the ground by the Park Ranger. One hand was pinned beneath him and handcuffed.\par \tab\ldblquote Skyler!\rdblquote Jake called out again.\par \tab The Park Ranger began barking something of a an arrest ritual speech, he tried also calling for \ldblquote back-up\rdblquote but Jake managed to flail and cause the shoulder mounted radio button to come loose. More pepper spray ensued.\par \tab Skyler finally arrived, something was wrong with him, his head seemed as if though it were too heavy and lay off to one side. He bore a heavy hunk of tree limb, though, and lauded it up against the Park Ranger\rquote s head.\par \tab The was suddenly a \ldblquote shot\rdblquote ringing out, Skyler fell back--was flung back and fell silent into the bushes.\par \tab\ldblquote SKYLER!\rdblquote screamed Jake, he made a maddening rush to Skyler then turned madly to charge the Ranger. The fight was on.\par \tab The Park Ranger, though, was merely dazed. He outweighed the fifteen year old by several pounds. Several. He was girthy, built, and trained in the art of defense and protection as well as prompt ass kicking of a suspect.\par \tab With one hand cuffed, Jake flailed about pasting the beefy man with the other end of the cuffs, until the man whipped out his nightstick. The air was filled with sprays of pepper, Jake floundered and was pummeled, kicked, and kneed sharply in the nut sac.\par \tab\ldblquote Yer under arrest, asshole.\rdblquote spat the Park Ranger.\par \tab\ldblquote And yer dead!\rdblquote spat a blood spitting Skyler.\par \tab Ka-Boom!\page\tab The man fell back against some bushes and collapsed.\par \tab\ldblquote Holy fucking shit!\rdblquote Jake screamed. He could barely see, hardly think, but understood a little. Skyler had just shot a cop. Dead.\par \tab Skyler lowered the gun, he tossed it into the bushes then dropped a second weapon, the Ranger\rquote s stun gun--of which the sneaky Ranger had used to disrupt Skyler\rquote s doings of manipulating Jolene.\par \tab\ldblquote Jesus,\rdblquote Jake spat, \ldblquote we gotta get you to a hospital.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Not bloody likely!\rdblquote Skyler returned, \ldblquote They\rquote d report it to the cops.\rdblquote\par \tab Skyler slumped to the ground. \ldblquote We\rquote re fucked now.\rdblquote he breathed, and bled.\par \tab\ldblquote Cole\rquote s, then, we gotta get you to Cole\rquote s.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote He\rquote s cool.\rdblquote\par \par \tab He also wasn\rquote t home.\par \tab The doors were \ldblquote locked\rdblquote and No One was home.\par \tab Skyler WAS bleeding, but it wasn\rquote t all that bad actually, the bullet from the Ranger\rquote s gun had gone clean thru. It just hurt like hell, but then again--Skyler actually seemed to be taking like all those war picture or cop shoot \lquote um heroes did.\par \tab Jolene had been \ldblquote recaptured\rdblquote and tied up very securely, and handcuffed, too. The Ranger was hauled into the back of the SUV, Jolene into the floorboard middle area. The gun was recovered along with the radio. The boys then fled--quickly.\par \tab They stayed at Cole\rquote s until morning\rquote s light. He was still a no-show.\par \tab\ldblquote You know what he\rquote s doing, don\rquote t you?\rdblquote Skyler said.\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, sure.\rdblquote then, \ldblquote Uh, what?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Depositing what he had.\rdblquote\par \tab Oh, getting rid of, recycling the Dungeonites. He had just dumped them off into the desert, but had also been taking them back to where they had been \ldblquote acquired\rdblquote or to nearby cities, too.\par \tab\ldblquote Breezy.\rdblquote Skyler said.\par \tab\ldblquote Think she\rquote ll be cool about this?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Fuck, I don\rquote t know!\rdblquote bitched back Skyler.\par \tab He was in pain, though the bullet had gone thru, it left a trail of hurt.\par \tab Jake was hurting, too--his balls, the lingering effects of the pepper spray, the fight itself from a grown man, etc. and his balls hurt badly, too.\par \tab Jolene whimpered from the middle seat.\par \tab\ldblquote Shut the fuck up, bitch!\rdblquote yelled Jake, \ldblquote\rquote cause of you we\rquote re in this mess!\rdblquote\par \tab Jolene, though, didn\rquote t shut up. She went into mild hysterics--she kicked at the door, the seats, and brought the unwelcomed wrath of Jake upon her. He literally flew out of the truck and grabbed the naked child by her bound ankles, and dragged her into the ramshackled shack that served as a sort of barn. Here she was strapped. A broken fan belt across her tender ass flesh, back, and back of the legs.\par \tab She wailed long and hard, but with her mouth finally gagged and out in the near middle of no where, she could wail all she wanted. Jake finally yanked down his clothes and with his seriously hard cock, rammed the girl\rquote s asshole and sodomized her as hard as he could.\par \tab His balls severely ached as a result and caused him great anguish.\par \tab He sat back after severely doinking the pre-teen\rquote s rectum, she lay trembling and shaking on the dirt floor. Jake\rquote s balls were in the most extreme pain ever. He began to retch and his mind fell upon the dead man in the back of the SUV.\par \tab\ldblquote We gotta get rid of that guy.\rdblquote \par \tab Skyler concurred. He sat on a wooden box by the open entrance to the makeshift barn. Some wadding he had placed to his shoulder wound, he needed medical attention that he knew, but\'85\par \tab Jake was pissed, and in a great deal of pain himself.\par \par \tab Almost close to noon time, there was still no sign of Cole.\par \tab\ldblquote Maybe he left?\rdblquote Jake surmised.\par \tab\ldblquote What, and leave paradise?\rdblquote Skyler mused back.\par \tab Jake went to the trailer, both side doors were locked, as well as a secret entrance to the \lquote basement\rquote . It wasn\rquote t stopping Jake, at the very rear of the old trailer was a small window for the rear positioned bathroom. His ass was already \ldblquote grass\rdblquote with Forrest for the seat soiling and now the dead body in the back of the SUV, so what was a little more trouble? He broke out the window and crawled thru.\par \tab The class cut him up pretty good, he slipped and fell banging his head on the toilet and a glass shard punctured his skin at the back. He slipped and floor on the floor and collided with the sink, biting his tongue near in half. He also chipped a tooth.\par \tab With Skyler finally inside the trailer--after Jake opened the patio door, the two set about doctoring one another with what little medical/first aid supplies Cole had.\par \tab The boys napped thereafter. A long, passed out sort of nap.\par \tab They only awoke when Skyler heard the SUV fire up.\page\tab Skyler took a header out the door and off the decking of the open-deck patio. Smack down sliding into the dirt. Jake came flying over him just in time as Jolene put Forrest\rquote s SUV into gear. The wrong gear, unfortunately, the truck had come in forward ways and the girl put the truck into Drive. Stomping on the gas pedal she went hurtling forward into the rickety fence surrounding Cole\rquote s piss poor property--then out into the desert beyond.\par \tab Rough terrain it was, not much in the way of sand as it was into loose dirt, other types of soil conditions, household debris and refuse, plants, bushes, and boulders.\par \tab All of which caused extraordinary problems for forward momentum.\par \tab And the neat feature of the SUV was that if involved in an accident, there was a Fuel Cut-Off switch that when jostled JUST RIGHT, shut off the fuel to the engine. And the engine would cut out.\par \tab Jolene was freaking the fuck out and then some as Jake finally managed to get to her. He dragged her by her hair back to the barn were he whopped her again with the broken fan belt. He was naked, she was naked, everyone was naked. The girl screamed and choked and Jake assailed her skin as hard as he could until she lost consciousness.\par \tab\ldblquote You gonna fuckin\rquote kill her, dude.\rdblquote stated Skyler. His shoulder that had been patched up and drizzled with a bottle of first aid peroxide was bleeding again. It was either a statement or a question. Jake didn\rquote t care which at the moment.\par \tab\ldblquote Fuckin\rquote whore!\rdblquote he spat and kicked the near lifeless body.\par \tab With his dick as hard as a rock, again, he yanked the wretched girl up to her knees. Her eyes rolled in her head, her hair was all messed up, her nude body grimey with the earth and blood. Angrily Jake stuffed her mouth with his cock and fucked her face.\par \tab He pumped hard, jerking the girl\rquote s head back and forth, pulling out now and then to spank her face then plunge back into her throat.\par \tab\ldblquote Suck me, bitch! Suck ME!\rdblquote he yelled.\par \tab\ldblquote Dude.\rdblquote said Skyler, he leaned against the door frame, partially to keep watch out for Cole or nosey neighbors--and partly as he needed support to stand.\tab\par \tab Jake continued pumping, slapping the girl\rquote s face with his cock and then back into her gullet for a few seconds of furious fucking.\par \tab\ldblquote Dude.\rdblquote Skyler repeated.\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote m gonna cum in yer fucking mouth until you puke!\rdblquote Jake stated.\par \tab\ldblquote DUDE!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote WHAT?\rdblquote shouted back Jake to Skyler.\par \tab\ldblquote Dude, I think she\rquote s dead.\rdblquote\par \tab Jake stared at his friend, then stepped back from the girl and watched her fall (dead) away.\par \tab\ldblquote Son-of-a-bitch!\rdblquote\par \par \tab The sun was near catastrophically hot. It couldn\rquote t possibly get any fucking hotter. Couldn\rquote t. the dash thermometer read 117 degrees (F) outside temp. Inside wasn\rquote t much better, but it was cool air from the a/c that saved them. \par \tab\ldblquote You sure you remember the way?\rdblquote \par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, yeah, yeah.\rdblquote bitched Jake, \ldblquote What are you, my fucking mother?\rdblquote he was in a sore pissed mood. Skyler was in pain and discomfort. He sat back in the seat letting the cold air of the a/c breathe on him. The truck\rquote s jostling deep into the desert did little to prevent him from falling asleep.\par \tab Jake knew the way, but not as he remembered it when Ghash had come out that time. \lquote Maybe we ought to wait unitl ole Ghaser\rquote s comes out this way again?\rquote Jake thought as he came to the top of a large desert hill-rise. He hadn\rquote t recalled doing so when with Ghash that night. It had been all flat land driving.\par \tab He got out, Skyler was sound to sleep. Jake cussed and pissed on some boulders and then shucked his clothes entirely. This had gone so wrong, so fucking wrong. In part he blamed Skyler, but then it wasn\rquote t entirely Sky\rquote s fault. They had \ldblquote thought\rdblquote they were secure enough, but they weren\rquote t. They needed extreme security for whatever business they did or got involved in. Next time. (if there WAS a next time)\par \tab The Ranger had zapped the unsuspecting Skyler and fucked him up. He had been in the midst of using the Contraptions minding his own business when the sneaky Ranger surprised him and zapped him with a stun gun. Then everything else went to hell in a hand basket.\par \tab Semi angrily he went to the rear of the SUV and opened it. Two stinking bodies were within. The ranger dude was already getting kinda stiff. Jolene was still fairly \ldblquote moveable.\rdblquote \par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote m sorry.\rdblquote he told her. He wasn\rquote t a killer, or at least didn\rquote t mean to be. It just happened. Yeah, that would be a good one to tell the judge, \ldblquote I din\rquote t mean to kill her, your honor, it just happened.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Hmmm, point well, taken, son, you\rquote re free to go. Have a good day!\rdblquote\page\tab With the engine off, the a/c was off, too--and it began to get stifling inside the truck damn quick. Skyler awoke to find himself bathed in a pool of sweat. He was a little bewildered and a lot confused. It wasn\rquote t much cooler out of the truck but he got out anyways, the driver\rquote s side door was open.\par \tab\ldblquote Dude!\rdblquote he almost yelled in surprise, \ldblquote Yer fucking sick!\rdblquote at the rear of the truck he found his best friend fucking the dead Jolene. The boy was buck naked, as was the girl, her legs were about his waist as he was holding them and Jake was deeply fucking the girl\rquote s pussy.\par \tab Jake was right at the critical apex of his doings, Skyler could only stand and bake in the glaring heat of the sun, there was a slight \ldblquote odor\rdblquote from the dead body of the ranger, the summer sun was doing it wonders.\par \tab Jake pumped, strained, pumped hard, strained harder and emptied a large amount of his jiz into the lifeless body of the twelve year old.\par \tab\ldblquote You sick fuck, you!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah.\rdblquote Jake said with a shrug, he pulled out, emptied the rest of his splooge onto the girl\rquote s pussy, then rolled her to her side, gripped a cheek and pulled it to reveal the glory hole, \ldblquote Want some?\rdblquote\par \tab Skyler stared at his friend in awe. Then, \par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, sure.\rdblquote\par \par \tab They were only off their mark by a few miles. The SUV was not quite built for serious off-roading, but they managed. The road they needed to get to was several miles to one side, across several miles of open fucked up desert.\par \tab\ldblquote We can go back to the main road and then go up to the cut-off.\rdblquote Jake suggested. But the adage of the closest point between two lines prevailed. It was almost twenty something miles \ldblquote back to the main\rdblquote road, then the cut-off road was another ten or fifteen. THEN, twenty plus to the abandoned mine shaft Ghash used--whereas going straight across the desert to the road they wanted to be on that they could see was just fifteen or so.\par \tab They were out of water. It was mid afternoon and 120 degrees. The truck was beginning to heat up and the bodies would soon be \ldblquote stinking\rdblquote up the place.\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll go along with whatever you wanna do, dude.\rdblquote Skyler said.\par \tab Jake scratched at his sore aching nuts, \ldblquote Fuck it,\rdblquote he said, \ldblquote let\rquote s do it!\rdblquote\par \tab And one flat tire, two bottoming outs, one cracked windshield later they had done it.\page\tab The abandoned mine area looked a little different in the bright (hot) of the day. Old abandoned rusting mining equipment, tools, and two old wreck of 1940s style trucks. The area was as remote a place as any. The road even ended at the site. Scrub brush and tumbleweeds and a few lone cacti dotted the area, nothing else.\par \tab Huge piles of near bleached white rocks and boulders. The mine shaft itself had three heavy wooden covers covering it, along with some ancient equipment on top to add that little extra weight \lquote just in case some one down below wanted to crawl out.\rquote\par \tab The boys were too exhausted and it was too fucking hot to fuck with the removal of the cover. \par \tab\ldblquote We\rquote d better move the bodies OUT of the truck, though.\rdblquote Skyler suggested, \ldblquote They\rquote ll start stinking up the truck\rquote s inside and it\rquote ll never get out.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Forrest is gonna fucking have are balls in a vice anyways,\rdblquote complained back Jake. He pointed out the front grill, it was shot. A headlight/lamp was busted out, the cracked windshield, some sort of fluid dripping from underneath--and the entire body was myriad of scratches and dents.\par \par \tab When the sun went down didn\rquote t mean the temperature would--high desert temps would remain constant for several hours. Skyler\rquote s shoulder was not so much in pain as it was in discomfort. He also couldn\rquote t move it. Jake\rquote s ball sac was in a dull ache. But the two had a task and they sought to do it and get it over with.\par \tab The equipment on the wood cover piles was HOT. It took a little doing to move it and then more doing to move the heavy wooden covers. A sudden huge waft of serious stinking putrid air rushed up out of the mine pit. Both boys hurled. They tossed their cookies all over the place, their eyes stung and they were unable to do anything for several minutes but puke.\par \tab Wrestling with the Park Ranger\rquote s body was quite a chore. He was an adult, he was big, and a man. \par \tab\ldblquote Take his clothes off.\rdblquote said Skyler.\par \tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Well, it\rquote s got his name tag and everything.\rdblquote nametag, wallet, the laundry tag on the back of the shirt\'85\page\tab It was an ungodly task but it needed to be done, to help lesson the ability of an immediate identification--should anyone happen on the site and investigate. Should. It was unlikely but\'85\par \tab\ldblquote We oughta pour kerosene or gas down there and toss in a match.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Someone would see it.\rdblquote\par \tab But still, Jake\rquote s notion was a good one, he felt it probably wouldn\rquote t be their last visit to the site, a clean funeral pyre what help lesson the funky odor the mine pit possessed.\par \tab The ranger\rquote s clothes were stowed away in the truck, then his body dumped into the pit. Jolene was stiffening and Jake did feel badly about her demise. He again apologized, then let go her ankles\'85\par \par Just a little Deviltry among friends\par \tab Jake had sort of kind of had it etched in his mind--No More.\par \tab Skyler was indifferent. He regarded the sordid previous incident as \ldblquote an unfortunate mishap.\rdblquote\par \tab Oh, is that all!?\par \tab He was gloomy about but blamed the Ranger, if it had not been for the Ranger\rquote s interference, then Jolene would have been home with her mother in a matter of hours, and the Ranger would have been home banging his wife.\par \tab It put a mild damper on their moods and they didn\rquote t feel like dealing with anyone, going back to Cole\rquote s, following Ghash, or going back to Breezy\rquote s. they still wondered and worried what had happened to Forrest. \par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\qc *\par \pard\nowidctlpar\par Happenstance Schmappentstance\par \tab What was that about Best Laid Plans? Resolutions? Decrees?\par \tab The boys humped out of the desert with yet one more flat tire. The \ldblquote spare\rdblquote was already in use soooooooo.\par \tab\ldblquote We are SO fucked!\rdblquote bitched Skyler.\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, yeah, yeah.\rdblquote Jake replied just as bitchingly, \ldblquote Bite me!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Whip it out!\rdblquote sneered Skyler jokingly.\par \tab Jake grabbed at his crotch, hefting it in a defying manner.\par \tab The road less taken was not remote, not like the other highway of death. But still, not a hell of a lot of traffic.\par \tab\ldblquote There\rquote s that place up the road aways.\rdblquote Skyler spoke up.\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah? And?\rdblquote \page\tab\ldblquote We can drive on the flat, just not very fast.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote How far away is it?\rdblquote\par \tab Skyler didn\rquote t know for sure, he looked up the highway--nothing but rolling sandy hills, jutting boulders, a few cacti, and lots and lots of rugged desert.\par \tab Suddenly, there was a gust of wind--and voices!\par \tab Then, a strange-strange unfamiliar smell filled his nostrils. This was followed by sounds--like lanyards smacking an aluminum flag pole in a high wind. Creaking sounds and splashing sounds quickly followed and then\'85\par \tab A ship!\par \tab A HUGE ship!\par \tab A pirate-like ship.\par \tab It was fantastic!\par \tab It was a huge ancient pirate-like ship with full sails, rigging, wooden, and sailors all. The ship was sailing right across the desert! There was water and everything.\par \tab Then, as quickly as it had appeared--it had disappeared.\par \tab\ldblquote Holy fucking ape shit on a swing!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote Jake finished pissing on the blacktop and looked to his bewildered friend. \ldblquote What up?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Y-you didn\rquote t see that?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote See what?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Skip it.\rdblquote Skyler looked out to the desert, it was the heat. The heat and everything. He was delusional. Psychopathic and delusion--what a combo!\par \tab Driving at 20 miles per they slowly motored into Ma\rquote s Eats and Pa\rquote s Garage a hour later.\par \par \tab Flat repair was five bucks. A new tire was twenty-five.\par \tab Jake opted for one of each. The tire that had gone flat in the desert requiring the Spare Tire just had gone flat by being punctured by sharp stones. The Spare Tire had been--damaged beyond repair.\par \tab The body of the SUV was\'85\par \tab At least the engine still sounded good, but the body was shot.\par \tab Skyler sat on a stump watching the old man fix the flat and make good the new tire (it was used but still\'85) Skyler sat dejected, easing the dirt from his nails with a small pocketknife.\page\tab\ldblquote Gonna use that to cut our balls off and save Forrest the having to?\rdblquote Jake snickered.\par \tab\ldblquote Then he\rquote d cut our dicks off and shove \lquote em up our ass!\rdblquote\par \tab Jake handed off a bottle of soda to his friend.\par \tab\ldblquote How much do you think one of those things are?\rdblquote\par \tab Skyler shrugged, \ldblquote Twenty-thirty thousand easy.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Damn.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Why? You thinkin\rquote of buying a new truck to replace this one?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Thought crossed my mind.\rdblquote\par \tab Skyler nodded, well, it wasn\rquote t that bad of a thought. He was pretty fond of his balls.\par \tab\ldblquote How much you think we could get for THAT one?\rdblquote Skyler suddenly wondered aloud.\par \tab\ldblquote It\rquote s pretty fucked up--not much, maybe ten grand. Maybe.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Damn.\rdblquote\par \tab Jake shrugged, he didn\rquote t know why Skyler was fretting so much anyways, Forrest was gone. Long gone. He hadn\rquote t been seen in days and days. He was either back at the New Digs place or moved on.\par \tab The boys moved into Ma\rquote s Eats and had lunch.\par \par \tab An hour later the boys moved back to the fucked up SUV. And it was fucked up--it wouldn\rquote t start. Skyler jiggled the fuel-cut off gizmo, no-go. Jake flooded it and had to wait a few minutes to try again.\par \tab Nothing.\par \tab\ldblquote What the fuck now!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Sounds-a like-a your-a fuel pump-a is offa it\rquote s a-trigger.\rdblquote spoke up the old man wringing his dirty greasy hands in a shop rag.\par \tab Jake sunk into the seat.\par \tab\ldblquote How much?\rdblquote Skyler asked.\par \tab\ldblquote Be-a bouta a hundred-a for the part-a, fifty to put it in-a--\rdblquote \par \tab Jake gulped. \ldblquote How much money you got?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Enough.\rdblquote but that wasn\rquote t it. \ldblquote This fucking rube is fucking us!\rdblquote\par \tab Skyler looked puzzled. \ldblquote What? How?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote While we were eating this asswipe fucked our fuel pump.\rdblquote\par \tab Skyler looked stunned. \ldblquote Why?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote So he\rquote d get money out of us, you dope!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Why I oughta--\rdblquote Skyler seethed.\par \tab\ldblquote How long?\rdblquote Jake asked to the old man lingering close by.\page\tab\ldblquote Be-a couple-a hours or so-a, have\rquote ta send-a for it.\rdblquote\par \tab Naturally.\par \tab Jake seethed, too. It was hot. He was grimy (among other things) and in no mood for shenanigans. He knew damn well the old man had fucked with the truck while he and Sky were in noshing on lunch. How else had the man so distinctly knew what was wrong? (the truck had run just fine prior to rolling into Pa\rquote s Garage with a simple flat\'85)\par \tab Oh well.\par \tab\ldblquote Better be nothing else.\rdblquote Jake warned the old fart as he clamored out of the truck.\par \par \tab There wasn\rquote t a whole hell of a lot to do at the roadside diner and garage. It was too hot for much else, too. Another bottle of soda and the boys cooled down, some. Thereafter it was time for a little exploring.\par \tab Just behind the Ma & Pa establishment there was a ridge of boulders jutting near to the sky. It was mid afternoon and not fit for man nor beast to be out. Jake and Skyler scooted out beyond the three trees shading the Ma & Pa place and sought distractions.\par \par \tab To say it was hot would be an understatement. But the desire to do something, anything, while waiting for their ride to be fixed up prompted the boys to shirk the heat and venture out beyond the roadside eatery and garage.\par \tab There really didn\rquote t seem to be a whole hell of a lot-a to see or explore. Not in the general area anyways. It was pretty barren and bare--and hot. But being boys and bored, the boys pressed on scurrying up the rocky ridge.\par \tab Not much there, either. Beyond lay a vast wasteland of desert-scape.\par \tab Jake hopped along a so-so path, a natural path. He saw tracks, small scurrying animal tracks. Skyler was opting to head back to the COOL restaurant--it only had a rustic old swamp cooler but still\'85\par \tab Skyler was crawling over rocks and getting further away.\par \tab Jake mopped his heated brow and followed.\par \par \tab Some frisky risky lizards, an unknown type bird, a can of unknown type of what it used to be with several \ldblquote holes\rdblquote in it. Some more cans, spent cartridges of a shotgun, and little else. Skyler though seemed bent on \lquote exploring.\rquote he scurried further and further along the ridge and at length disappeared from sight entirely.\page\tab A sound of \ldblquote AHHHHHHHHHHH!\rdblquote that was a sound of surprise mixed with sheer terror prompted Jake to run amok over the hot sandstone. Course-grained yellowish smooth surfaced rock jutted fifty degrees running a line of some several miles before tapering at both ends into the desert. In some place the stone rose up juttingly one hundred fifty feet. Shale, basalt, and reddish-brown conglomerate could be seen layered between the sandstone slabs.\par \tab Jake saw where on one sort of slippery stone his friend had slipped.\par \tab\ldblquote Skyler!\rdblquote he called down. It looked like some 20-30 feet at a 40 degree slope. The slope was masked by shadows. A strange smell came up to greet Jake, not a bad smell, something kinda sweet, actually.\par \tab Skyler\rquote s tousled sandy brown head finally made an appearance, \ldblquote Come on down, dude!\rdblquote he was naked and wet.\par \tab Jake gulped and took the dare, sliding down the slippery slope of the stone. Almost immediately once entering the \ldblquote shadows\rdblquote of the other stones, Jake was met with a sudden (and welcomed) cool.\par \tab The smell he had gotten earlier was none other than water!\par \tab A hidden pool.\par \tab There was illumination stemming from underwater crystals. Some light was provided as well from protruding crystals from the walls and ceiling. It was incredibly cool inside the Pool Room, and Jake made it a safe bet that no one knew of it!\par \tab Skyler splashed about the pool, diving down to the depths of unknown unwisely. Jake could see boulders and such, the water was absolute crystal clear--as well as delicious!\par \tab Jake slid out of his clothes and slid into the refreshing water.\par \tab Skyler popped to the surface, grinning and smiling.\par \tab\ldblquote How far\rquote d you go down?\rdblquote Jake asked.\par \tab\ldblquote Fuck, I don\rquote t know.\rdblquote didn\rquote t care, either.\par \tab Jake knew that the water had to come from \ldblquote somewhere.\rdblquote he guessed it to be a natural spring. \lquote Jeeze, if the old geezer and his wife knew of it--\rquote Jake chuckled to himself, they didn\rquote t know--or they\rquote d be stinkin\rquote rich and not having to rip off stranded in a fix unsuspecting motorists.\par \tab Jake shrugged it off and tried to dive to the \ldblquote bottom\rdblquote of the pool.\par \tab He didn\rquote t make it. He could grab onto some of the rocks and boulders but the pool was quite deep. He DID feel a current of some sort, and the deeper he dove the more intense the water became as being cold. It also got darker. \page\tab At legnth Jake eased himself up out of the pool. It wasn\rquote t a significantly LARGE room, barely fifteen feet across with a three foot \ldblquote beach\rdblquote all around. The ceiling was kinda low being scarcely twelve feet from apex to pool\rquote s surface.\par \tab Skyler soon pulled himself out, too. He stood to stretch and look around and Jake took serious note of his friend\rquote s cock. It was stiff. \par \tab\ldblquote Dude!\rdblquote he chortled. \ldblquote What up!\rdblquote\par \tab Skyler checked his organ, gave it a stroke or two and nodded to Jake; Jake had \ldblquote wood\rdblquote , too.\par \tab Although both their dongs were kinda sore and aching still from recent events, there was always time for more nastiness. Jake lay out on his back, as he was already sitting. He parted his legs and fondled himself. Skyler ambled over and went to his knees between his friend\rquote s knees. He took to fondling Jake\rquote s \lquote jake\rquote and then went down on it.\par \par \tab Going \ldblquote down on it\rdblquote was one thing, but have a stiffy ramming up your asshole was better. As soon as Skyler had Jake\rquote s johnson slickered up sufficiently (to his liking), he crawled up into position and guided the monstrous dong into his aching sphincter.\par \tab\ldblquote Fuck me, bitch!\rdblquote\par \tab Jake grinned and jammed his jammer into his friend\rquote s chute.\par \tab Butt boning one another was just away of clearing their minds. Butt humping disallowed all other things--there was only the forethought of striving to reach orgasm and fill the other\rquote s asshole with hot love cream.\par \tab After Jake had done so, the two lay meshed together, Skyler\rquote s hard bone against his friend\rquote s rigid bod. They loved on one another for several minutes, then Jake rolled over--pooched his ass up and Skyler went after it.\par \tab\par \pard\nowidctlpar\qc *\par \pard\nowidctlpar\par \tab Skyler lay on his stomach, asleep. After a rousing hump fest it was time for a break. Skyler sought sleep, Jake merely rested--but he was restless. Recent sordid events in his life disturbed him. Greatly. \par \tab After a time Jake began to look around the cave. He took to notice that there were \ldblquote holes\rdblquote . lots of holes. Niches in retrospect. There were, too, carvings, or etchings on the walls.\par \tab Some of the carvings or etchings or whatever--resembled faces, small faces with very odd designs Jake thought were kind of like those of Aztec or Mayan or whatever.\page\tab Some faces even looked as if though they were conveying that \ldblquote See No Evil--Hear No Evil--Speak No Evil\rdblquote expressions. (among others) there were jillions of symbols he guessed, jillions. \par \tab Skyler stirred, farted, rolled to his side and began to pee.\par \tab Jake gave up studying the cave walls, it was giving him a headache.\par \tab\ldblquote Think the truck is fixed yet?\rdblquote Skyler asked.\par \tab Jake shrugged, \lquote the fucker better have it fixed with nothing else wrong!\rquote He kept in mind the cave and thought casually of returning \ldblquote now and then\rdblquote , maybe to swim, maybe to study the walls. (mostly to swim).\par \tab He and Skyler gathered themselves (their clothes) and scrambled out of the cave--which wasn\rquote t so easy as the slab of stone they had slid down on was smooth. There was very little on the sides of which to \ldblquote get a grip\rdblquote and pull one\rquote s self up and out.\par \tab When they did--they were in for a mild shock.\par \tab The two teens came to the top of the ridge and looked out to a massive green swaying in the breeze wheatfield.\par \tab\ldblquote That aint right!\rdblquote Skyler announced.\par \tab No it wasn\rquote t, it wasn\rquote t right at all.\par \par \tab\ldblquote What the fuck?\rdblquote Jake looked all around. No desert, just green immature wheat--the ridge of rocks was gone, too; just a misplaced outcropping of boulders. They were same, but only a moundful of boulders, no ridge running in any direction.\par \tab The boys stared at each other.\par \tab\ldblquote What the fuck gives, dude?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Like I fucking no!\rdblquote bitched angrily Jake.\par \tab\ldblquote This is WAY fucked up!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote No shit.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote What\rquote ll we do?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote How the fuck do I know?\rdblquote\par \tab Skyler looked around and started to bound down the rocks.\par \tab\ldblquote Hey, I-I don\rquote t think you should do that.\rdblquote\par \tab Skyler looked up shielding his eyes from the sun. Looking around he did think better of it and climb back up.\par \tab\ldblquote This is weird.\rdblquote he said.\par \tab\ldblquote Have we been smoking or snorting something?\rdblquote\par \tab Skyler giggled, \ldblquote Maybe we ought to!\rdblquote\par \tab Jake shook his head then squatted to give the situation a good looksee as well as a good think.\page\tab\ldblquote Maybe we came up the wrong way.\rdblquote surmised Skyler.\par \tab There was only one way in/out of the hidden cave-pool. Wasn\rquote t there? Jake wasn\rquote t sure, he WAS sure that there was no fucking wheat field in a desert! His mind went back and forth--from what he knew and what he was seeing currently. It was wrong. Wrong-wrong-wrong.\par \tab Wasn\rquote t it? He hated doubting himself, it didn\rquote t make sense.\par \tab Skyler\rquote s notion that they had come up a different way than they had gone down just didn\rquote t hold water. But then again\'85\par \par \tab The boys slid down into the cave, waited a moment or two, then struggled to climb back up.\par \tab\ldblquote What the fuck?\rdblquote Jake drawled in a shocking tone.\par \tab Desert. Lots and lots of desert. The rock ridge, the few trees, the Ma & Pa roadside diner and garage, the highway.\par \tab The boys looked to one another.\par \tab\ldblquote This is fucking messed up.\rdblquote Skyler spouted.\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, kinda.\rdblquote\par \tab Jake would have believed it to be a mirage or something, had it been him alone. But with the BOTH of them seeing the same thing--the wheat field and no trees, rock ridge\'85\par \tab\ldblquote Let\rquote get the hell outta here.\rdblquote Jake said.\par \tab\ldblquote Sounds good to me.\rdblquote\par \par \tab The part for the truck wasn\rquote t even in yet. Jake wasn\rquote t happy about that and glared at the man. Afterwards, the boys retired to the cool of the old diner and had a free meal on the old man. They played some pinball and a game of pool. Thereafter they found a cool spot in a corner and sought sleep. They were not denied.\par \tab\ldblquote You\rquote re truck is fixed.\rdblquote came an old voice. \ldblquote You can be on your way, now.\rdblquote\par \tab Jake felt a little uneasy, his body needed a bed, better cooling, better food. Skyler had a headache and desired the same as his friend. Jake paid the bill, leaving him with very little \ldblquote scratch\rdblquote . (Forrest hadn\rquote t left behind his credit card\'85)\par \tab Jake knew that Skyler could use his \ldblquote magic boxes\rdblquote to do away with having to use money OR to get money as needed, but later. It was late, late evening. The heat was near intolerable. After snagging a couple of bottles of soda pop they were on their way.\par \page\tab Fate or happenstance, when Jake, who was driving, pulled out onto the highway, he inadvertently turned left, instead of right. Right would take them BACK to the desert city, or Cole\rquote s. Left would take them\'85\par \tab But both the boys were occupied--their minds filled to capacity of stuff that had happened recently. Even back to Leonard who had buried that boy in the oil barrel--then everything since.\par \tab\ldblquote Pull over, dude.\rdblquote Skyler said after a few miles.\par \tab\ldblquote What up?\rdblquote Jake asked slowing down some.\par \tab Skyler began to retch and open the door. Jake yanked the wheel to the right pulling over and stopping on the shoulder of the road. Skyler leaned out quickly and began \ldblquote hurling.\rdblquote\par \tab Jake killed off the rest of his soda then got out of the truck. Skyler continued barfing a load-a. Jake didn\rquote t want to hear it let alone smell it. He stepped to the other side of the road, peed on a rock and waited a few minutes.\par \par \tab When Skyler was all finished puking his guts out, the boys proceeded to move along. \lquote cept for one thing.\par \tab Truck wouldn\rquote t start.\par \tab Jake gave Sky a long stern look. Skyler shook his head, \ldblquote That fucking old man!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Too bad his wife is old, too--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, we\rquote d fuck the snot out of the old cow!\rdblquote\par \tab But with dire determination, jamming his foot down on the accelerator and cussing, the truck finally managed to rumble to life. Puking black smoke and all. It settled down after a few minutes.\par \tab\ldblquote That motherfucker is gonna pay!\rdblquote Jake seethed.\par \par \tab\ldblquote You know, I think we\rquote re going the wrong way?\rdblquote\par \tab Jake nodded his head, made a face, sighed and pulled over (again.)\par \tab After rolling his sore aching neck, ripping a butt blast, he proceeded to make a U-turn.\par \tab\ldblquote Hey, check it out.\rdblquote Skyler said.\par \tab Jake stopped mid-way in the turn and midway in the \ldblquote turn\rdblquote of the road that wasn\rquote t so straight. It was twilight but and the sun was setting beyond the distant mountains. It was still hot, damn hot. \page\tab Down the road maybe half a mile was a car, a boxy station wagon by the looks; on the shoulder with its hood up.\par \tab No big deal there, \lquote cept there was a familiar truck tearing off down the road.\tab\par \tab\par \tab Pulling up slowly Jake and Skyler tried to see if there was anyone still IN the car. They saw movement. The driver\rquote s side door was open. Cautiously the boys crept out of the kinda their truck and ambled up to the station wagon.\par \tab Kids. Young teens, one boy, two girls. One of the girls was approx. ten. In the front seat a woman lay kinda moaning and a little out of it, her blouse was ripped up and bra sliced up the middle so as to expose her bodacious ta-tas. A dark haired woman, in her mid thirties. She trembled and shook all over and was way-way out of it.\par \tab The woman\rquote s pants and panties were at her ankles and there was strong assumption that she had most definitely been raped.\par \tab It was Packard Ghash\rquote s truck the boys had seen scooting off.\par \tab The one teenage boy looked up all a fright. His young sister were just as so. They all occupied the middle seat, in the back were pieces of furniture, bedding, clothing, ice chests. The family was in the midst of moving.\par \tab\ldblquote Can you help us?\rdblquote inquired nervously the boy, who seemed to be about thirteen, but looked a year or so younger. His ten year old sister peed her pants, had and was. She was a cutey, a short curly blond haired girl, green short pants, a pinkish top with dark pink flowers with the word ANGEL written on it. She sat between her big brother and sister.\par \tab\ldblquote Doesn\rquote t look like your day!\rdblquote Jake seethed chortling. He unfastened his pants and let them fall.\par \par \tab Ghash had left quite a \ldblquote mess\rdblquote on the woman, the mother of the kids. Jake went ahead and pulled her clothes on off, then wiped her cunny down with her own panties. Then he mounted her and sunk himself into her, sucking on her titties and having a good fuck.\par \tab The woman stared up to the ceiling of the car.\par \tab Skyler addressed the kids. He felt nauseous, gassy, and light headed. He saw lightning flashing before his eyes and heard thunder. But it was Mother Nature\rquote s doings!\par \tab\ldblquote Take off your clothes.\rdblquote he told the three kids.\par \tab\ldblquote Fuck you!\rdblquote blurted out the teen boy.\page\tab Skyler cocked his head and glared at the boy.\par \tab The boy shook and trembled and began to cry, then scream.\par \tab It was brief. When he was to himself again he began sliding his pants and underwear down. Neither sister moved to comply, though--they were too frightened.\par \tab Skyler had a sudden rush of blood from his nose. There was a serious ringing in his ears and for a moment or two his vision was blurred. He stood up out of the car and undressed himself, tripping and falling to the seriously warm pavement.\par \tab\ldblquote Dude!\rdblquote Jake said coming to his aid, cum dripping from his dick.\par \tab Skyler was hot, a fever and messed up all over.\par \tab\ldblquote Dude, you wanna turn around and go home?\rdblquote\par \tab Skyler shook his head, \ldblquote It\rquote s passing.\rdblquote then, \ldblquote Like gas.\rdblquote\par \tab He had burned his hands and ass but was otherwise okay. Sorta.\par \tab Jake helped him up and Skyler took a few minutes to gather himself.\par \tab Thereafter he finished getting naked and re-addressing the kids.\par \tab\ldblquote I said, get naked.\rdblquote he told the still two clothed girls.\par \tab\ldblquote It\rquote s alright,\rdblquote said their brother, \ldblquote do it, go ahead.\rdblquote\par \tab The oldest one gulped but pulled off her yellow top. The boy helped his baby sister get out of her shirt. He then noticed her wet pants.\par \tab\ldblquote Sissy!\rdblquote he complained in a whine. But it was understood, she was scared. They were all scared.\par \tab When the oldest girl, Becca (Rebecca) began undoing her pants--she was stopped. The teenage boy giving the commands told the brother to do it. He was down to his underwear.\par \tab With trembling hands due to being seriously frightened out of his wits and having to strip naked his sister, Charles tugged and rolled his sister Becca\rquote s pants and panties down to her ankles. After removing her shoes, the garments were tossed out the right side passenger window.\par \tab Then Charles undressed baby sister Bonnie. Once naked, her clothes, too, were tossed out the window.\par \tab Then Charles slid down his own underwear and hurled them, too.\par \tab The boy had to slid closer to the opposite side of the seat, so as he could blatantly open his legs and masturbate as per commanded by the naked teenage boy giving the commands.\par \tab\ldblquote Do you jerk it, often?\rdblquote Charles was asked.\par \tab Charles gulped and shook his head, No, he didn\rquote t. (liar)\par \tab Once more, the naked teen cocked his head and once more tweaked out Charles; it both fucked them up and once more Skyler hit the pavement.\page\tab His bare ass was getting serious road burns. His hands and feet, too.\par \tab Jake once more stopped humping on the mother who was basically brain dead. Skyler had a nose bleed, ringing ears, general nauseousness. It passed in mere seconds, less than a minute. \lquote cept for the ringing and a bit of blurred vision. His dick was hard, though--that was a plus.\par \tab Charles was more giving to give \ldblquote correct\rdblquote answers--he had suffered a bleeding nose, ear ringing, sea sickness. It was ten times as greater than the first time.\par \tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t fuck with me, boy.\rdblquote \par \tab The \ldblquote boy\rdblquote nodded, gulped, and trembled in place.\par \tab\ldblquote Alrghty, then\'85\rdblquote seethed the naked glaring teen, \ldblquote you yank your crank--on a daily fucking business?\rdblquote\par \tab Slowly, Charles nodded, it was so, he was a yanker.\par \par \tab In the front seat Jake once more put it to the mother of three.\par \tab He hoped there would be no further interruptions.\par \tab As he pumped, he noticed a necklace about the woman\rquote s neck as well as \ldblquote charms\rdblquote about her wrists. As he continued to pump he concentrated on the items. After studying them for a moment or two, he sat up and looked into the middle seat area.\par \tab\ldblquote What\rquote s your name, Charles?\rdblquote he asked.\par \tab Charles nodded.\par \tab\ldblquote Who are you?\rdblquote Jake asked of the older girl.\par \tab\ldblquote B-Becca, Rebecca Lommans.\rdblquote\par \tab Jake turned to the youngest one. \ldblquote And you?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote B-B-B--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Bonnie, her name\rquote s Bonnie.\rdblquote spoke up Becca. (Bonnie had a stuttering problem, compiled greatly when faced with incredible dangers or pressures--first day at school, meeting strangers, pissing the bed, or forced to get naked\'85)\par \tab\ldblquote Who\rquote s Lindsy and Michelle?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Those are our twin sisters,\rdblquote spoke up the boy.\par \tab Jake bopped his head on the back of the front seat.\par \tab\ldblquote Shit.\rdblquote he said.\par \tab Skyler shook his head.\par \tab\ldblquote Where\rquote d you think he\rquote s going?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote With that bastard? Who the fuck knows!?\rdblquote\page\tab\ldblquote Alright, here\rquote s the deal,\rdblquote Jake said to the kids, \ldblquote we know the fuck who got off with your sisters,\rdblquote and they are probably dead by now after being beaten and raped. \ldblquote We sort of know where he might be going or will be going,\rdblquote he looked to Skyler who nodded in agreement, \ldblquote so the deal is, you do for us what we want, and we\rquote ll go get your sisters.\rdblquote\par \tab Charles reared his head back, that sounded--weird.\par \tab Bonnie cried while Rebecca sniffled and clung to her naked self.\par \par \tab Becca sat at the edge of the seat by the open door. Her young naked body was a delight, Skyler hung at the opening his cock near close enough to touch her, at least drip on her. \par \tab At the other end stood baby sister Bonnie, one foot on the floorboard, the other up on the seat. One hand on her darling little ass while the other busied itself fingering herself out.\par \tab Only Becca was at the stage of fingering herself.\par \tab Charles was a happy yanker, if not daily, almost daily. And especially so when he had begun cumming off. He had a pair of his sisters\rquote panties, all of them, including the twin six year olds. Had he molested the girls, all of them, any of them?\par \tab Yeppers!\par \tab On the sly, nothing too bold. Occasionally he \ldblquote whipped it out\rdblquote on Becca, exposing himself--in jest. Becca never ratted him out but made it clear she wasn\rquote t too cool about it and he\rquote d better knock it off.\par \tab Skyler had Becca go down on her brother\rquote s dong, to suck it fully, fondle his balls, and drain him. Meanwhile, Skyler fingered Becca\rquote s asshole and tantalized her pussy. As she bent fully over, crying--sobbing, generally carrying on, and etc.--Skyler poked at her asshole with his cock, his knees on the gravely shoulder of the road.\par \tab Meanwhile--Jake was in the front seat still screwing the mother.\par \par Sordid Events\par \tab Charles cooed to his sister (Becca) as she slid down onto his pole. His hands supported her as she leaned her back into his body. The boy\rquote s hard thirteen year old cock went sliding not so easily into the girl\rquote s poop chute. Skyler had greased the virgin hole, with his finger and cock before having her take her brother on.\page\tab Becca\rquote s legs draped over her brother\rquote s legs and Jake leaning over the front seats had a nice view and anal penetration. Though Charles was upset about the whole affair, worried about his mother, his twin sisters, it wasn\rquote t all THAT bad. (he had always wanted to butt bang Becca)\par \tab Once his cock was well seated into his sister\rquote s shitter, the butt fucking began. Jake reached out and fondled Becca\rquote s titties, Skyler leaned in and suckled on one. Jake\rquote s dick was limped out, he had fucked the woman in the front seat repeatedly, her poon pie wasn\rquote t so tight and took a while to get off. Skyler fingered the girl\rquote s pussy, then squeezed into the middle section, smiled at the girl, and with blood streaming from his nostrils, rubbed his aching hard schlong up and down the girl\rquote s virgin pussy.\par \tab Charles had never \lquote fucked\rquote before, but was mildly aware of what it was about and there was that natural instinct going for him, too. He pumped into his sister a-hole, grunted and groaned. Becca moaned and made grimacing faces. Her face changed dramatically as Skyler began more earnestly stuffing her poon.\par \tab As Skyler made more steady penetration, the girl began to freak out more and more. Her young poon was tight, snug, serious resistance involved. Skyler pulled out and jacked off onto the girl\rquote s stomach, shooting a massive wad onto her chest. Jake made the youngest girl lick the cream off of her sister\rquote s body--then lick Skyler\rquote s cum squirter clean, too.\par \tab Charles was too scared to concentrate of cumming.\par \tab At length, the girls sat off to one side of their naked brother, he was pulled to where his ass was at the edge of the brown vinyl seat. His legs he had to hold back with knees near to his shoulders. Then, Jake who\rquote s cock had recovered fucked the boy in the ass.\par \tab Skyler sucked on the boy\rquote s cock and spanked his friend as he entered into sodomy. Charles was so perplexed and alarmed, so driven into the nuance that was butt fucking, he couldn\rquote t utter word one. His face was shocked looking, mouth open, eyes bulging. Typical for a first timer.\par \tab After Jake had done his thing and creamed DEEP into the virgin hole, Charles was turned to lay out lengthwise on the seat. Sister Bonnie was told to suck the brother\rquote s cock, sister Becca came to sit on her brother\rquote s face, facing down his naked body. Charles\rquote mind was almost as \ldblquote gone\rdblquote as was his mother\rquote s. He held his hands to his sister Becca\rquote s hips while mindlessly he licked out her pussy.\par \tab Meanwhile, little Bonnie sucked on her brother\rquote s worm (as she called it) while Skyler fingered the child\rquote s backdoor, poking and prodding to his delight.\page\par \pard\nowidctlpar\qc *\par \pard\nowidctlpar\par \tab They were quiet for a long time. At times Jake slowed down and scanned both sides of the landscape. Skyler had all but passed out. Neither knew where Ghash had gone, they knew where he MIGHT go, but Jake had qualms about driving cross country in the desert (again).\par \tab Skyler hadn\rquote t realized something important.\par \tab It was slowly dawning on him, though, but wouldn\rquote t for a while yet. (He had conveyed his wishes to the Lommans Family all without the aid of the Contraptions One-Two-Three!) that was significant. Wasn\rquote t it?\par \par \tab The a/c was on full blast, it was\tab kinda cold but not as cold as it had been--plus, with the passenger side window down there was hot desert air mixed in. Skyler, like a dog, leaned his sick head out the window. His GSW no longer bothered him, ever since emerging from the hidden cave-pool behind the Ma & Pa roadside place--Skyler\rquote s gun shot wound had basically \ldblquote healed.\rdblquote\par \tab A miraculous healing.\par \tab But he was still ill. \par \tab Jake slowed the SUV down at a curve and pulled over to the shoulder.\par \tab Out of the glove box he pulled out the hi-tech binoculars, Skyler was asleep. The windshield was too dirty and grimy to see clearly out of, he stepped out and was greeted by incredible waves of heat. It was dark out, almost nine in the evening type time and it was still damn hot.\par \tab Several miles ahead were tail lights.\par \tab With the high-tech \lquote noculars he tried focusing in to see if it was Ghash\rquote s ride. They were too far and it was too dark to make out plainly. Skyler was awake, barfing onto the desert ground. After barfing a load-a, he opened the middle door and crawled in, shucking his clothes and laying on his stomach.\par \tab Jake walked around a bit. The tail lights of the vehicle ahead of them disappeared into the night.\par \par A little mind trip never hurt anybody\par \tab Stephanie Howard Shawnra Biggins Denise Batcherly and at least a dozen others were superior in looks and appeal. Denise was the only cheerleader. There were others, of course, who suited his fancy but the top three that warmed the cockles of his cock--Steph, Shawnra, Denise.\page\tab Stephanie, Shawnra, and Denise were kind of a \ldblquote klick\rdblquote , a social order of which they hung out together on and off the school campus. \par \tab\ldblquote Mr. Cooper, are we going to class today or stand around here gawking?\rdblquote Mr. Woodward, campus jerk and assistant principal who taught 5\super th\nosupersub grade remedial English/Math/History and anything else a student failed to comprehend. \lquote Who was he talking to, \ldblquote Cooper?\rdblquote\rquote\par \tab The Trio of girls Skyler had been gawking at turned a corner and were out of sight. The class bell rang for the 2\super nd\nosupersub time, there would be no third. Mr. Woodward stood menacingly with arms folded, \ldblquote Well?\rdblquote\par \tab Skyler bounded off for health class.\par \tab He was confused.\par \tab Which was an understatement. He was a LOT confused.\par \tab Something wasn\rquote t right.\par \tab He dashed into Health Ed 1 Room 234 just in time. Ms. Karp was taking roll call. Skyler plopped into his seat.\par \tab\ldblquote Tray, you get the stuff?\rdblquote whispered a boyish voice in the next aisle.\par \tab Skyler looked at him, a boy of about 11 or so, reddish hair, freckles, well rounded face, face of wonderment. Skyler could only look blankly at the youth. He didn\rquote t know the fella, did he? (Tray?)\par \tab\ldblquote Ahem!\rdblquote snapped Ms. Karp. Skyler and the other boy sat rigid in their seats. Skyler took a long look around--there was some familiarity to the classroom. Some. It was also \ldblquote unfamiliar.\rdblquote He felt out of place. Something wasn\rquote t right. But what?\par \tab Some girl wore too much perfume, before him sat, Tammy Bughs.\par \tab He looked to his left again, the boy directly across was Shaun, Shaun O\rquote Cassidy. Skyler gave him a long hard stare. Something wasn\rquote t right about him, either.\par \tab Health class. Human anatomy, preliminary sex ed.\par \tab Bowing his head he tried to think clearly, things seemed kinda mushed up, didn\rquote t make sense. Very little made any sense at all. He had books, and a backpack FULL of books. His desk was on the far right of the room. On the wall there posters and postings, school rhetoric and other general bullshit. \par \tab\ldblquote Alright class,\rdblquote spoke up Ms. Karp, \ldblquote let\rquote s open our books to where we left off. Your assignment on the bla bla bla--\rdblquote she rattled on and on. Numbly Skyler opened his book, a paper was in the middle of it. His mind was racing. What was going on?\page\tab His pencil in the desktop\rquote s pencil holder was knocked out of its place and onto the floor. When bending sideways to pick it off of the floor--he saw the top of Tammy\rquote s panties. \par \tab She wore black jeans. TIGHT black jeans. Her blouse was a regular flowery shirt, nice medium sized apple-like titties. Reddish blond hair, bubby personality--happy go lucky. Purple panties.\par \tab His mind was in a whirl. His confusion was displaced by the desire to see Tammy naked, sitting on his cock, or at the very least his face!\par \par \tab He couldn\rquote t breath. Not even if he wanted to. There she was, the reason and cause of his inability of not breathing--Leigh Anne Grough (pronounced \ldblquote gruff\rdblquote ). She wasn\rquote t too particularly cute but he guessed she was pretty. She usually wore simple clothes, jeans and whatever, bell bottoms and loose fitting tops. Occasionally dresses or skirts. Long dark brown hair, a very pleasing face and she was from Texas.\par \tab Her daddy was reportedly a preacher.\par \tab Skyler guessed it was why he was so enthralled with her, he had heard girls, or boys, of prominent peoples (like preachers, bankers, principals) were more apt to be the naughtiest of all the student body. Least, that was what he had heard.\par \tab Leigh Anne stood with her best friend, Claudia Breemer. Claudia wasn\rquote t so bad, either, about the same size, short bouncy ultra curled blond hair. Leigh Anne\rquote s was long and straight with an occasional feathering.\par \tab Both girls Skyler desired. Deeply. \par \tab\ldblquote I cant wait until we get into 7\super th\nosupersub grade!\rdblquote chided his pal, \ldblquote Spunky.\rdblquote Skyler looked to him, the same kid from class, Shaun O\rquote Cassidy.\par \tab\ldblquote Why?\rdblquote asked Skyler feeling that confusion sense overwhelming him again.\par \tab\ldblquote The chicks will be older!\rdblquote\par \tab Skyler nodded. Oooooooh-kay!\par \par \tab In the lunch line there was Max Clemmens, he was a BIG boy and Skyler with Shaun hoped to stay on his good side, for protection. In front of Max was Sally Anne Rogers and Lee Ann Kirkman. Sally was definitely cute. Damn cute. All kinds of cute. All kinds. In like Tammy Bughs, Sally had bubbly personality, always smiling, energetic, cheerleader material. A small body, small chest. Her face was the roundest Sky had ever seen. Her ass was the nicest\'85\page\tab Tons of nice asses abounded in the lunch room. Bouncy young titties, fresh faces; Skyler imagined every girl he focused on, naked, with his cum dripping onto their faces. His confusion once more waned. Where was he? How was he where he was where he didn\rquote t know where he was?\par \tab His name he knew, Skyler Zane. The girls he knew--sort of. Best friend Shaun he knew, again--sort of. They seemed real, the school seemed real--but, but there was something not right about it. He couldn\rquote t put his finger on it--\par \tab\ldblquote Dude! You alright?\rdblquote exclaimed Shaun sitting next to him.\par \tab\ldblquote Oh gross!\rdblquote blurted a girl sitting across from him. Then several girls and younger boys from other grades made hasty departures from the gathering table.\par \tab Blood streamed from Skyler\rquote s nose.\par \par \tab The school nurse was a big busted bitch, she smelled funny, too. She was tall, wore a tight fitting nurse\rquote s outfit, a name tag, and brown hair in a tight bun. She reminded Skyler of those big busted Nazi or Russian women he had seen in books and on schoolastic film.\par \tab She doctored his nose, had him sign a piece of paper about it, then had him rest for half an hour before sending him on his way.\par \tab Dawn Kook was in the empty hallway. It was a big city school, wide halls, high ceilings, four stories of city kids. It didn\rquote t seem right, it didn\rquote t feel right. It wasn\rquote t his school--it wasn\rquote t his school!\par \tab And the kids, none of them he really knew. He didn\rquote t get it. He just didn\rquote t fucking get it.\par \tab But Dawn Kook, he knew that he wanted to get her. Badly.\par \tab Purple pants, tight ass, black shoes. Long brown hair, silky, nice chest, too. She was fiddling with her locker--he wished she would fiddle with his dick!\par \tab Suddenly, Skyler could see something kinda strange.\par \tab Well, not actually SEE, per se, but feel.\par \tab He couldn\rquote t explain it--there was no explain, what was to explain? He SAW a boy, a lad of about 12, round face, short brown hair, kinda handsome he supposed, a green teeshirt with an outer unbuttoned shirt.\par \tab Tray Cooper.\par \tab Skyler could see him.\par \tab But how?\par \tab The girl across the wide hall stood at an angle, casually it seemed as if though she were on the sly looking at him--er, Tray.\page\tab There was a brief smile from the girl, she WAS looking at him, Tray. She held her locker door open and fussed about.\par \tab\lquote Go over to her, stupid.\rquote Skyler urged. He didn\rquote t fully understand, but was beginning to see that he was a part of the eleven year old boy, Tray Cooper.\par \tab Tray whirled around, almost tripping over his feet.\par \tab\lquote God, don\rquote t be a dope!\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote W-who said that?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Are you alright?\rdblquote Dawn asked from across the hall.\par \tab Other students began roaming the halls, it was late afternoon and some students were going home early.\par \tab\ldblquote Uh, yeah-yeah,\rdblquote he stammered, \ldblquote I-I just got out of the-the nurse\rquote s office.\rdblquote\par \tab Dawn stared at him like he was a dork.\par \tab\lquote You\rquote re blowing it, asswipe.\rquote\par \tab Again Tray whirled about.\par \tab\lquote Holy shit, are you a complete idiot!? I\rquote m you\rquote re fucking Conscious!\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote M-my conscious?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Don\rquote t talk out loud, dumbass,\rquote barked Skyler, \lquote people\rquote ll think there\rquote s something wrong with you.\rquote\par \tab Tray nodded that he understood. \lquote Oh-ok.\rquote he said nervously, not understanding what had happened. He shrugged and proceeded to go about his business.\par \tab But Dawn Kook was gone.\par \tab\lquote Dumbass.\rquote\par \par Discoveries or Getting To Know You\par \tab Next on the agenda was Kathy Whatt. She stood with a jillion others at the main doors leading out to the big city. There were a \ldblquote jillion\rdblquote other girls milling about, yapping, chortling, giggling, and look oh-so pretty, but Tray Cooper was interested in just the one of the jillion, Kathy Whatt.\tab \par \tab She wasn\rquote t a bad dish, short britches to the knees, light blue jeans. A tight pull-over top with a popular emblem of a cartoon bear on the front. Silky brown hair, dark eyes. She was a little strange, but Tray attested that to her parents being a little \ldblquote strange\rdblquote too.\par \tab Butt he liked her.\par \tab\lquote Go up to her, little dude.\rquote Skyler suggested--strongly.\par \tab Tray shrugged, gulped-- \lquote I-I can\rquote t.\rquote\par \tab\lquote What? You gonna be a dufus all your life!?\rquote\page\tab\ldblquote Who are you!?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote I told you, dumbass, I\rquote m like your fucking conscious, or something.\rquote Sky wasn\rquote t exactly certain himself, but it was the best he could think of off the cuff.\par \tab\lquote Why are you so mean?\rquote\par \tab\lquote I\rquote m not, I\rquote m trying to help you and you\rquote re being a DUMBASS!\rquote\par \tab\lquote I don\rquote t NEED your help!\rquote\par \tab\lquote Oh! Well ex-cuuuuuuuuse ME!\rquote then, \lquote I see your doing so well so far!\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote AHEM!\rdblquote spoke up a gruff voice, \ldblquote Gawking again, Mr. Cooper?\rdblquote Mr. Woodward once more was in his face. The pudgy tall balding administrator stood with crossed arms, papers in one hand, a scowl on his face, glasses way down his nose.\par \tab Tray looked about and the once \ldblquote jillion\rdblquote of girls (and some boys) who had been at the main doors had dwindled to a scant small mob. And Kathy Whatt was not among them.\par \tab\ldblquote Damn it!\rdblquote Tray blurted.\par \tab\ldblquote What did you say, Mr. Cooper?\rdblquote asked a stunned Mr. Woodward.\par \tab\lquote Oh shit!\rquote Tray blurted to himself.\par \tab\lquote Dumbass!\rquote\par \par \tab Thirty minutes Detention, a scolding, and an essay on the Perils of Cussing. Five hundred words, excluding name. Mr. Woodward sat at his oak desk grading papers, mostly using the Red pen marker. The scowl on his face never changed.\par \tab\lquote That\rquote s a fragment sentence, fussy ass over there will gig you for it.\rquote\par \tab\lquote How do you know?\rquote\par \tab\lquote Kid, I\rquote ve been there, here--in detention. LOTS of times, after awhile you DO learn stuff.\rquote\par \tab Tray was pissed, though. He was confused and pissed.\par \tab\lquote Can you go away?\rquote asked Tray.\par \tab\lquote Kid, I\rquote d love to, but--\rquote\par \tab\lquote But what?\rquote\par \tab\lquote I don\rquote t know how I got here in the first place.\rquote\par \tab\lquote I thought you were my conscious or something.\rquote\par \tab\lquote Yeah, well, about that--\rquote\par \tab Tap-tap-tap Mr. Woodward stood at the kid\rquote s desk, tapping his foot and tapping his pen on the desktop. \ldblquote Day dreaming, Mr. Cooper?\rdblquote\page\tab\lquote Wouldn\rquote t you just love to have the balls enough to tell him to FUCK OFF!?\rquote\par \tab\lquote Yeah.\rquote giggled Tray. \lquote But how much detention would I get for that?\rquote\par \tab\lquote A life time, probably!\rquote\par \tab Woodward took up the boy\rquote s paper and scanned it quickly, he shook his head, \ldblquote This wont do, Mr. Cooper.\rdblquote the essay was crumbled up and the hardnosed assistant principal returned to his desk.\par \tab Tray sat at the desk, four other students had been in the class, but they had left. Tray was alone, it was 3:31. He had to get home, he had chores to do and everything.\par \tab\lquote Should I leave or what?\rquote\par \tab\lquote I don\rquote t know, kid.\rquote\par \tab Tray started to get up, as he moved he caught the attention of Mr. Woodward. \ldblquote Ahem!\rdblquote said the man, he tapped his pen again and gave the boy a stern look. \ldblquote You still owe me a paper!\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote What an asshole!\rquote the voice inside Tray\rquote s head said.\par \tab Tray said nothing. He fumed. He was pissed.\par \tab\lquote Okay, kid, I\rquote m going to help you.\rquote\par \tab\lquote How, I cant do any more detention.\rquote he replied surly.\par \tab\lquote Nah, let\rquote s work on the essay.\rquote\par \par \ldblquote On The Subject of Swearing\rdblquote by Tray Cooper\par \tab Cussing, using profane language, making obscene gestures, whatever its called it is swearing. Swearing has become a commonplace this day in age and used most commonly by male teenagers. It makes them feel more sophisticated and feel respectable about themselves. Everyone swears so it doesn't make a difference to them because they sound just as intelligent as the others they choose to be around. Not only does it please their mother so much, everyone seems to show respect towards anyone that has the ability to think of no better word than a swear word.\par \tab Swearing has become a fine mark of manliness for a teen. Being able to swear just like an adult proves to them how grown up they are. Swearing shows how one has self control over themselves by being able to pop in a swear word once in a while without overusing them.\par \tab Swearing is all right just as long as its not overused. Those that tend to misuse a cuss make fools out of themselves because they seem to sound foolish as if they are unable to control themselves. Such vulgar people tend to make a swear sound tasteless and inappropriate in such circumstances.\page\tab Anyone listening to a story told by someone that swears every other word is intrigued by the story and makes it a point to pay careful attention to every detail. The ability to swear is impressive in that they can tell if one has had more than an ordinary education. The vocabulary learned throughout one's life can never substitute for a curse. \par \tab Swearing can give anyone a desirable personality among both women and children, or anyone that lives in a respectable society. Since swearing is a common activity among today's society, no one minds the occasional swear word and that is why infrequently when a little swear word slips it is never mentioned that that is a bad word to say. Besides it is only a simple, inoffensive word which really never harms anyone. Swearing should\par rarely be used to hurt someone, rather its basic intentions are to flatter and make a story better. A person that swears has a definite charming personality due to their casual speech and delectable behavior.\par \tab The use of the swear word is an art, any overuse can tend to make anyone annoyed. However, with subtle use it has been adopted by others as being an unmistakable sign of culture and refinement. Some may think of swearing as an unfavorable choice of words used only by the unintelligent. \par (end)\par \par \tab The look on Mr. Woodward\rquote s face was not one of pleasure. His scowl was apparently permanent! He looked to Tray as the young lad stood at the crappy green ornate desk. \ldblquote What is this?\rdblquote he demanded in a demanding tone.\par \tab\lquote Ut-oh.\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote WHERE did you get this!?\rdblquote the administrator roared.\par \tab\ldblquote I-I-I j-just wrote it!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote LAR!\rdblquote shouted the man, he grabbed Tray and shook him and shook the paper before the frightened boy\rquote s face. \ldblquote This is not your style of writing!\rdblquote\par \tab The boy was suddenly wrenched across the man\rquote s lap and smacked on the ass. Then, another smack came. Tray clenched up with his hands trying to protect his young ass. He was almost twelve, he was too old for spankings!\par \tab Then, his brown cords were yanked down and his tender ass was nearly bare. Tray was stunned. \ldblquote What the fuck!?\rdblquote he blurted. Mr. Woodward made some sort of musing about a swat for every swearing offense.\page\tab\ldblquote Let me go, motherfucker!\rdblquote\par \tab SWAT!\par \tab\ldblquote AW! God-damn it!\rdblquote\par \tab SWAT!\par \tab\ldblquote Shit! That hurts!\rdblquote\par \tab SWAT!\par \tab Tray wriggled more and more until his underwear was suddenly wrenched down and Mr. Woodward was spanking bare handed to bare ass. In between swats, Mr. Woodward squeezed ass.\par \tab Tray was somewhat oblivious. He couldn\rquote t remember the last time he had been swatted. And even if so, it surely wasn\rquote t bare assed! \par \tab Skyler felt strange, like he was seasick. The walls metled, the floor rippled and some sort of buzzing was increasing in volume in his ears. Something was wrong--really-really wrong. Then, a sudden violent convulsing began.\par \tab\ldblquote Dude, you\rquote d better not Ralph in Forrest\rquote s truck, our balls are already in danger as it is.\rdblquote\par \tab A hot wave of desert air kissed Skyler\rquote s face, he basically fell out of the truck and hurled vomit.\par \par \tab\ldblquote I think we\rquote d better give up on ole Ghash, those girls--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Well, you know, you know Ghash, they\rquote re probably fucked and dead.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Damn.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah.\rdblquote\par \tab Skyler lay on the middle seat staring up. He felt awful. His shoulder hurt, the hole had mysteriously healed, but it was sore. Maybe another dunk in that strange cave-pool?\par \tab\ldblquote You wanna go on home?\rdblquote\par \tab Skyler suddenly thought of his mom and dad. He was sending them money from a supposed out-of-town job he had. Home. A home cooked meal, his own bed, his mom smiling at him. He knew he was a fuck up, but his mom always saw promise in him. For her, he\rquote d do anything.\par \tab Home.\par \tab\ldblquote Breezy\rquote s or Cole\rquote s.\rdblquote Jake butted in.\par \tab\ldblquote I think I just want to lay here, still, for a while longer if you don\rquote t mind.\rdblquote\page\tab\ldblquote No worries. I\rquote ll just jerk off some more.\rdblquote Jake was ansy, he wasn\rquote t sleepy, he was worried about the girls and their family a few miles back. True, there was very damn little traffic on the lone desert highway, but there was some every now and then. Someone would be along and find the family.\par \tab Jake sighed, Skyler yawned. \par \par \pard\nowidctlpar\qc *\par \pard\nowidctlpar\par \tab\lquote Hey, little dude, you alright?\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote Fuck you!\rdblquote shouted angrily the \ldblquote little dude.\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Hey, keep that up and you\rquote ll be writing more essays!\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t need any of your fucking help more any!\rdblquote\par \tab Little Dude was pissed. Really-really pissed. He stomped-stalked off down a city street. It was some metropolis city, inner city. The school was PS 59, JF Philmore Elementary School. They were on Hyde Street, a park was across, there was a 4-lane city street emptying onto Hyde. Lots of trees, lots of tall buildings, too. Skyler couldn\rquote t recall ever being \ldblquote wherever\rdblquote he was.\par \tab\lquote Hey, Little Dude, where am I anyways?\rquote\par \tab\lquote Huh, you don\rquote t know where you are?\rquote\par \tab\lquote Nope.\rquote\par \tab Tray stopped by the cast iron fence. He looked all around puzzled. \lquote So, you\rquote re in my head, right?\rquote\par \tab\lquote Yeah, I suppose so.\rquote\par \tab Tray had to give it a long think.\par \tab\lquote I don\rquote t understand it, either, I-I think I\rquote m like a spirit or something.\rquote\par \tab\lquote A spirit? Like a ghost?\rquote\par \tab\lquote Hmmmm, I dunno about a ghost, but if it fits--whatever!\rquote\par \tab Tray twitched his mouth and then continued on for home.\par \par \tab\lquote Soooo, how\rquote s come me?\rquote\par \tab\lquote How\rquote s come you, what?\rquote\par \tab\lquote How come ME, stupid! Why\rquote d you pick me?\rquote\par \tab\lquote I didn\rquote t PICK you, asswipe, I just, you were--it just fucking happened, that\rquote s all.\rquote\par \tab\lquote So like how long are you going to be in my head?\rquote\par \tab\lquote I have no idea.\rquote\par \tab Tray went quiet thereafter and hustled his steps, it was after 4 o\rquote clock.\page\tab Lots of apartment buildings. Lots. On both sides, repair shops, delis, and knick-knack shops. Shops-shops-shops. Small parks and makeshift parks and community gardens. It didn\rquote t seem all that bad for inner city dwelling. The buses didn\rquote t seem to be belching as much pollution as Skyler thought they should. There were still plenty of cars and trucks and such, but not a throng of massing peoples everywhere.\par \tab And an ice cream truck. A white boxy ice cream truck was stopped off to the side with a small group of elated children acting like stock callers on a floor of a stock exchange.\par \tab And once more there was Kathy Whatt.\par \tab Tray smiled. He forgot about his ass busting, extra detention, late for getting home, and a ghost-spirit occupying space in his head. All that mattered was gawking at Kathy Whatt.\par \tab Slowly Tray stepped closer and closer, most of the children of various ages were happy with their purchase and were scurrying away. \tab Some color scheme of green pants. Tray\rquote s eyes focused on the girl\rquote s ass. \par \tab He wasn\rquote t breathing. He had seen the girl at a swimming pool party in a Hawaiian style one piece bathing suit. The image had remained ever constant in his mind. He wanted to see her naked, badly.\par \tab\lquote I might be able to help you.\rquote the invading spirit voice said.\par \tab\ldblquote What? Huh?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote Don\rquote t talk out loud, I told you that.\rquote\par \tab\lquote Oh. Sorry.\rquote\par \tab\lquote So right.\rquote\par \tab Tray stepped up to the ice cream truck. The old geezer operating the truck was some foreigner from some place no body ever heard of. And he was old. He needed a shave, and a bath--a scalding bath.\par \tab\ldblquote Ehhhhh, whot yous wont, ehhhhhhh?\rdblquote the man babbled.\par \tab Tray shrugged and gave his order, then his money. With ice cream dripping already on his hand he turned to face Kathy Whatt.\par \tab\ldblquote Hi!\rdblquote he said smiling.\par \tab She smiled back. Those titties, those were some nice titties. For eleven years old, almost twelve, she had a pretty decent body.\par \tab The two kids began to chat and the ice cream truck concluding its business chugged off to its next stop. Meanwhile, the voice inside Tray\rquote s head \ldblquote worked magic.\rdblquote\fs20\par \pard\kerning0\f1\par }