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{\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1507;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\qc\f0\fs36 August Moone Sagas\par
Book 7\par
Shadows of Moons\par
Chapter One\par
Shadow of the Moon\par
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\fs28 The first shadow\par
\tab The fire in the fireplace crackled and popped; outside the snow fell\emdash and fell\emdash and fell.  Inside was nice and toasty.  Outside was nice and frosty.  There were better places to be, the Bahamas came to mind, Tahiti, Hawaii, someplace soft and near constantly warm.\par
\tab But when choices weren\rquote t choices one had to settle for what one ever got.  The occupants of the woodsy-wintery cabin were content with what they had, someplace warmer would be preferable but\'85\par
\tab One of the occupants wriggled under the heavy laden covers.\par
\tab\ldblquote Gotta potty?\rdblquote  asked the lone adult the wiggly one snuggled against.\par
\tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote yes.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You better go then.\rdblquote\par
\tab No answer from the wriggly one.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Cinna\'85\rdblquote  warned the adult.\par
\tab There was a pause, then a struggle.  \ldblquote Cinna\rdblquote  climbed over the adult, but once on the chest she paused, snuggling all the more.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll hold it.\rdblquote  she quipped.\par
\tab\ldblquote If you gots to go you better go.\rdblquote\par
\tab Cinna sighed.  The one she snuggled against caressed her backside, smoothing his hand to her butt.  \par
\tab\ldblquote You want me to go with you?\rdblquote  he asked.\par
\tab Cinna didn\rquote t respond but snuggled warmly against her father.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s not so bad now,\rdblquote  she replied, \ldblquote it\rquote s passing.\rdblquote\par
\tab To wit her father got stern, \ldblquote It better not!\rdblquote\par
\tab Cinna giggled then slid back down to her spot in the big bed.\par
\tab\ldblquote Tell me a story.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Hmmmmm, got one in mind?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote tell me about when you first came here.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Not a very good story there, hon.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Tell me when you was a pirate on that rat ship!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Naw, little too gory.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab Cinna was not undaunted, she snuggled against her father more, wrapping her arms about his.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Tell me about the Gorp.\rdblquote\par
\tab The child\rquote s father smiled.  \ldblquote The Gorp, huh?\rdblquote   then, \ldblquote Well, there once was a creature called Gorp, \lquote cause all he could say was \ldblquote GORP!\rdblquote  All the day and all the night, \ldblquote GORP!  GORP!  GORP!\rdblquote\par
\tab Cinna giggled, resting her head against her father the urge to pee passed and as the story of the Gorp filled her mind she drifted back to sleep.\par
\tab\ldblquote\'85so one day the Gorp saw his reflection in the pond and upon seeing this\'85\rdblquote  upon noting his daughter had returned to sleep he stopped.\par
\tab\ldblquote Then what happened?\rdblquote  asked a not so sleepy voice from the other side of Cinna.\par
\tab\ldblquote Thought you were sleeping.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m awake.\rdblquote\line\tab\ldblquote Go back to sleep, long day tomorrow.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote We going trapping?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Got some traps to check, got to skin that buck, stuff.\rdblquote\par
\tab The boy rolled to his back, \ldblquote Now I gotta go!\rdblquote  he bitched with a snort.  \par
\tab\ldblquote I think I gots to, too.\rdblquote\par
\tab The two lay still for a while, then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Welp, gotta go gotta go!\rdblquote  \par
\tab The two male members the only ones \ldblquote going\rdblquote , little Cinna remained comfy and warm in the big bed.  Down the only hall in the one room cabin the two in need of a pee stepped lively to an adjoining room.  The warmth from the fireplace that went constantly did little warm the cold freezing air of the lone stand-alone room.  The man and his son stood at the handcrafted wooden two seater-toilet and pissed away.\par
\tab The boy flopped his young organ, \ldblquote Come on, come on!\rdblquote  he griped as he shivered.\par
\tab\ldblquote Whattya you bitchin\rquote  about, son, at least you\rquote ve got a layer of fur!\rdblquote\par
\tab Pepper grinned a shivering grin and concluded his trek to the pisser.  He did the \ldblquote shake\rdblquote  but waited stamping his furry feet until his fur-less dad was done whizzing himself.  Together then the two scurried quickly back to the warmth of the main room.  \par
\tab The man made for the fireplace, stuffing the fire with a stick of wood.  \ldblquote Don\rquote t disturb her, come on over here with me.\rdblquote  The boy complied, holding his arms about himself until he got to his nude dad.\par
\page\tab The boy snuggled against his father, the father hugged his son.  The fire crackled in the fireplace (good place to crackle, huh?).  Pepper smooth his hand to his father\rquote s bare fur-less skin.  It had been an obsession with him since as far back as he could remember.\par
\tab\ldblquote So no humans have fur?\rdblquote  it was a question he asked \ldblquote now and then\rdblquote  for clarity and a conversation starter.\par
\tab\ldblquote Nope, which makes us all different.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Like the minotaurs?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yep, minotaurs, griffons, elephants, wildebeests, and gorps!\rdblquote\par
\tab Pepper grinned and struggled to keep from laughing out.\par
\tab The man dropped to his haunches, caressing his son\rquote s ass.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you think we\rquote ll ever find any more kin like us?\rdblquote\par
\tab The man shook his head, \ldblquote I-I don\rquote t know, son.  They\rquote re out there, somewhere.\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote Most still in hider-nation.\rdblquote\par
\tab The boy went quiet thereafter.\par
\tab In the big bed Cinnamon struggled to sit up.  One eye closed she looked about seeing her brother and father at the fire.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is it morning?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Relatively speaking.\rdblquote  replied the child\rquote s father.  \par
\tab Cinna gave her father a look, he always spoke in such a strange language despite being able to communicate in the catkin language.\par
\tab\ldblquote Gotta potty?\rdblquote  he asked of her.  Cinna nodded.\par
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\tab On the potty the girl tugged in her lower lip and began a hearty piss flow.  There was a fart that followed.  Before her her nude father stood masturbating.  \ldblquote Take it.\rdblquote  he told her.\par
\tab Cinna reached up her hand wrapping her fingers about the elongated prong.  Grinning she licked the head before \ldblquote taking it\rdblquote  into her mouth.  The girl\rquote s father rocked back and forth filling his child\rquote s mouth.  The girl worked the organ in her mouth, clutched her father\rquote s balls and then shaking her head to and fro.\par
\tab But the bite of frost shook the fur-less man and after wiping his child\rquote s cunny they scurried quickly back to the fireplace.  Pepper was jerking his organ, caressing his ass and all.  After a moment of warmth at the fire, the kids\rquote  father turned Cinnamon to him, positioning her so as she could once more latch onto his wanker; then, winked and nodded to the boy standing behind her.  The boy aimed his wanker to his sister\rquote s bum, gliding it up and down the crack before plunging into her cunny.\par
\page\tab The fire crackled in the fireplace.  Morning was hours away.  A long day of tredging thru the frozen snow checking the traps he had set at the equally frozen creeks.  There was the buck in the shed to skin and clean.  Winter had set in and would be around for the next three months.  Another year had come.  When the creeks and nearby river began to thaw it would mean a new year had come.\par
\tab A new year.\par
\tab Cinna was ten, Pepper, was eleven.  How old would they be before encountering anyone knew?  For himself, he thought where they were was alright\emdash the winters were a bit much, but other than that the seasons were grand.  He missed companionship, though; the kittens\rquote  mother for one.  He had had a few \ldblquote loves\rdblquote  in his life, but Morria was special, a very special catkin creature that helped replaced all that he had lost.\par
\tab Human or catkin contact would be preferable.  He wondered how his Birth World was fairing; had the minotaurs invaded?  There were other vile creatures that he was sure the human-kind were not prepared to deal with.\par
\tab Humans.\par
\tab Catkins.\par
\tab Minotaurs.\par
\tab Gorps!\par
\tab He smiled and snuggled down into the covers; beside him his kitten-daughter Cinnamon wriggled, farted, and snuggled tight against her brother.  Pepper stirred some, pushing his sister back from him.\par
\tab Sleep would not return to the lone human.  Swinging his legs out of bed he returned to the fire, played with his cock and sighed.  Cinna farted again, it was muffled but he heard it.\par
\tab\ldblquote Quit it, Cinna!\rdblquote  bitched her brother.  Cinna didn\rquote t respond, she farted in her sleep.  The lone human-kind turned his attention to the window.  It was heavily frosted over but he smudged a small area and peered out.  The snowing had stopped, that was something.  Above the skies were clearing and there were some stars and even a moon!\par
\tab Smiling, he watched as clouds passed about the great beaming moon.  He missed his Birth World, but where he was (wherever he was) he WAS home.    \line\par
\tab Come morning the kittens found him still up.  He was dressed and breakfast had been made.  Cinna, naturally stretched and snuggled in the bed unwilling to venture out.  She wasn\rquote t a morning person.  Pepper scrambled over her and tredged quickly to the bathroom.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Out of bed, Cinna.\rdblquote  called out her dad.\par
\tab No response from Cinna who completely concealed herself.\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t make hav\rquote ta come over there.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Cinna\rquote s not here!\rdblquote  came a garbled muffled voice.\par
\tab Pepper returned; he warmed himself by the fire then selected his clothes that were kept warm in a container adjacent the fireplace.  Keeping his smile to himself as he dressed, he watched as his dad slowly made way across the floor to the single bed.\par
\tab Outside the sun was shinning, the air temp indicator showed \ldblquote 0\rdblquote .\tab Suddenly, from under the covers a screech came, followed by outrageous giggles and squeals.  Pepper smiled, he would join in but felt that he was growing too old for such goofiness.  His dad and sister never seemed to tire of it.\par
\tab Cinnamon was wrestled out of bed and hung upside down\emdash their daddy holding her blow raspberries to her butt.  Pepper barely could contain himself, he wanted to join in, but he had already clothed himself and he was hungry.\par
\tab The Daddy carried the wriggling-giggling child down the hall to the bathroom.  Pepper sat at the table and snuck a few tablespoonfuls of oatmeal.  Just then a noise began to chime and a light to blink on a computer console located in a special corner.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey, Dad,\rdblquote  called out the boy, \ldblquote a proxy sensor\rquote s been tripped.\rdblquote\par
\tab The boy\rquote s Dad returned quickly and took seat at the desk the computer sat on.  There were other various equipment pieces on the small wooden table not normally associated to \ldblquote rustic\rdblquote  living in a remote wooden cabin.\par
\tab Pepper stood by his father as the man worked various implements bringing up on a computer screen images of a snowy scene.  Six images in blocks on the screen there were; one showed a cave entrance, another a snowy meadow, another a river.  A proximity indicator had been tripped of the sensor at the cave.\par
\tab\ldblquote Probably a wolf out prowling.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Can we go check it out?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote No, we best leave the wolf\emdash if it is, alone.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote There\rquote s a wolf?\rdblquote  pipped in quizzingly Cinnamon.  She came up quickly shuddering from the cold, fingering her little furry snatch and huddling up against her dad\rquote s other side.  The man leaned back in the chair and pulled his daughter onto his lap.\par
\page\tab Using a joystick he moved the camera about in a small circle, then zoomed in at the entrance to the cave.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s you looking for, Daddy?\rdblquote  asked Cinna.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote A Gorp.\rdblquote  he said almost dryly.  Quickly he tickled his naked child, she squirmed and moved about his lap.\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t see any tracks, Dad.\rdblquote  spoke up the boy kitten.\par
\tab The Dad nodded, \ldblquote Me neither.\rdblquote\par
\tab The area was studied for a minute; then,\par
\tab\ldblquote LOOK!\rdblquote  almost shouted Pepper, \ldblquote a human!\rdblquote\par
\tab And sure enough, there at the entrance to the cave came a bedraggled human.  A teenager.  Shivering and not well dressed for the conditions.  To Cinnamon and Pepper, it was their first sighting of a human since coming to understand that their Daddy was one.  It never bothered them that they had fur and he didn\rquote t.  he was their only human-kin they had known in their lives.\par
\tab But the human daddy had told them stories of advanced civilizations filled with fur-less kin; and as incredible as it seemed the kittens believed it.  \par
\tab For a minute the human daddy stared at the screen,\par
\tab\ldblquote You two stay here.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Aw!\rdblquote  griped his son.\par
\tab\ldblquote Keep watching the monitor,\rdblquote  warned the boy\rquote s Dad, \ldblquote something goes wrong you don\rquote t come out\emdash you get in the sanctuary and stay there.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Got me?\rdblquote\par
\tab Reluctantly, \ldblquote Yes, Daddy.\rdblquote   The boy scuffed the floor and stared at the floor, too.  \par
\tab\ldblquote I need you here, you\rquote ve got to watch for your sister,\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I can take care of myself!\rdblquote  declared the girl.\par
\tab\ldblquote I know, I know, but you\rquote ve got to watch each other\emdash you two are the last ones for all we know now.\rdblquote  \par
\tab The kittens sighed, nodded, Cinna farted.\par
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\tab The distance from the remote cabin to the cave was no more than half a mile\emdash the catkin clothing helped against freezing air.  Winter was going to be around for a long time.  The man bitched to himself about the luck\emdash one good day arrives, perfect for going out checking the traps, skinning that buck, and he had intruders!\par
\tab For some years there had been no intruders.  The last intrusion was by a marauding group of minotaurs\emdash minotaurs who had killed his love, his children\rquote s mother.\par
\page\tab As he drew near to the cave\rquote s entrance he stopped and took shelter in some trees.  The area was mostly trees with large open tracts of landscape.  There were lakes and ponds dotting the area, all frozen over and concealed by huge drifts of snow.\par
\tab The cave was a mound of huge boulders inundated by crisscrossing logs.  At the very back of the cave was a symbol, an Ancient symbol that indicated a place a \ldblquote Passing.\rdblquote   It was a Doorway, one of many scattered throughout the land and the adjoining lands of the multi-phased universe created by the kittens\rquote  ancestors.\par
\tab It was long known that Intruders would come thru the Doorways and finally after so many years, at least one had.  \par
\tab Narrowing his eyes thru the slits of the face mask the fur-less human watched for the Intruding human teen.  He didn\rquote t have to wait long, the dark haired youth emerged from the cave entrance, looked all around and shivered in his ill-fitting ragged clothing.  He was not well dressed in any way.\par
\tab A human.  It had been a LONG time since last there had been an encounter with a human.  A damn long time.  During his travels an occasional however brief encounter, but nothing more than a \ldblquote hello\rdblquote , \ldblquote watch your back\rdblquote  \ldblquote don\rquote t touch that\rdblquote  and so on.\par
\tab Closing his eyes a moment he waited.\par
\tab The human teen stood shivering, gripping himself and looking all about.  Then he whipped out his dick and pissed in the snow.  The man watching him smiled.  All familiar feelings seethed within him, it had been a long damn time.\par
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\tab The interior of the cave was dark, but with the good use of catkin technology all things could be seen via infra-vision.  The cave wasn\rquote t a large one; ten wide, twelve high, and fifteen feet deep.  Inside were a small clutch of peoples, young peoples (naturally!)\par
\tab The teen seen earlier approached.\par
\tab\ldblquote Who are you?\rdblquote  he asked in a shivering voice.  There was no fire\emdash mostly due to no wood or other materials in which to construct a fire.\par
\tab\ldblquote Where are we?\rdblquote  the boy further asked.\par
\tab The intruder stepped forward turning on a palm light to illuminate the cave, \ldblquote You\rquote re in an alternate universe,\rdblquote  pause for dramatic effect, \ldblquote my name is Moone, August Moone.\rdblquote\par
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\tab Years.  Years and years.  Alone.  All alone.\par
\pard\tx0\tx720\tx1440\tx2160\tx2880\tx3600\tx4320\tx5040\tx5760\tx6480\tx7200\tx7920  \tab Time, though, really had little meaning as one traversed the many alternate universes catkin created.  For a time since his separation from his Birth World and loved ones he had left there\emdash August Moone had traveled.  Just where he was not certain, not for sure\emdash but her had traveled.  He had encountered strange creatures, mythical beasts, and even himself a time or two.\tab\par
\tab There was no \ldblquote understanding\rdblquote  what had happened, or even a \ldblquote why\rdblquote .  There was only \ldblquote accepting\rdblquote  and going on, pressing onward to a new day.  It wasn\rquote t the best solution, but it was one that suited him.\par
\tab The encounter of the catkin female who would soon bear him Pepper and then Cinnamon forever changed him.  He was no longer the same and felt that he had come to a point in his life whereas stability was more of concern than continued traveling to return to his Birth World.  He had long since come to realize that it was probably not going to happen.\par
\tab There was a \ldblquote key\rdblquote  in the returning to the Birth World, but it was elusive.  Hmmmm, draw a circle, small.  Now draw a bigger circle outside of the smaller one.  Every few centimeters draw a line thru the smaller circle.  On the outer circle draw line every between the lines of the smaller circler.\par
\tab Now, imagine the out circle \ldblquote turning\rdblquote .  When the lines of the outer circle lines up with the lines of the small circle, a Doorway is possible.  But, and there\rquote s a but, when ONE Doorway is aligned to be opened, all other Doors are closed.  Only one Doorway can be opened/operational at a time.  In or Out.  More \ldblquote IN\rdblquote  than \ldblquote OUT\rdblquote , though\emdash meaning, entering IN to the Outer Circle Realm is far easier than entering into the smaller circle, otherwise known as the Birth World.\par
\tab For a time August had been on a search for the \ldblquote Key\rdblquote , there was a Map and a Key in an Ancient city that gave details of how to open any door anywhere anytime.  Where the City was was a mystery.  August\rquote s mate, Morria, did not know of the City\rquote s location, but she knew of those who did.\par
\tab Of course, \ldblquote those\rdblquote  who did where in suspended animation, hide-ernation.  They were in hiding, a special manner of which completely hid the catkin society from their enemies.  The catkin enemies, of course, were the dreaded dogkins.  \par
\page\tab But that was a whole other matter.  Through the years the notes of his travels had been jotted down\emdash a sort of \ldblquote memoir\rdblquote  if you will.  He doubted seriously that he would ever really find his way back to his Birth World; although, from what he had learned from encounters with misplaced humans and marauding minotaurs and the like, the Birth World was being overrun by baddies.\par
\tab With the birth of his children, Moone had decided to make a go of it, wherever he felt was the better place to be.  Finding the locale of where he presently resided was good, the winters were harsh but survivable and lasted some four months with two months being the worst of it.\par
\tab Catkin technology.  The landscapes with thick with it; and readily available\emdash for those who spent the time finding the treasure trove of goodies.  \par
\tab Catkin lore.  A little more difficult to understand/comprehend, but with the years of being in the New World, August had plenty of time to explore the language and culture that was cattish.  \par
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\tab In the  cabin:\par
\tab Ted Duddley and Melody Hey.  Humans.  It had been a long time, a damn long time, since August had contact with humans.  In the New World/Alternate World of Existence, time revolved a little differently\emdash and when one went traipsing hither and yon through multi-universes, time became a disarray of multi-phases.  Only when he had finally settled in ONE universe of existence did his biological clock settle and \ldblquote keep time.\rdblquote\par
\tab Exactly how OLD August Moone was wasn\rquote t clear, his bio-clock had been sufficiently discombobulated on that route.  His hair had grown and he liked it that way, his two catkin offspring did anyways; they constantly found ways to re-style his hair to their liking and enjoyment.\par
\tab Living in the cabin had put the human-kin back to his roots, his human-kind roots of living off the land.  But it wasn\rquote t \ldblquote rough\rdblquote  living as below the cabin was a bounty of treasures\emdash in a cellar there stores, supplies to make life in a remote rugged AWE easier.\par
\tab There was an occasional thought of traveling, trying to find a Doorway to a new land.  But with two children, that thought was just that\emdash a thought.  If he were on his own still, he probably would.  Only the Winters were a bit of a chore, and just two months of them.  The other Season were grand and with each Spring, August waited for someone to come.\par
\page\tab Other than the Cave there were five other areas of interest; those places where ancient symbols indicated a \ldblquote doorway.\rdblquote   Those Doorways were for Entry only, not exit.  August felt for sure that there was at least ONE Exit Doorway, but he had not yet found it.\par
\tab The AWE he and his children dwelled in was expansive, some were smaller and took no time at all to scope/map out.  Others were massive and would take a lifetime and then some to conquer.\par
\tab There was not the want for anything.\par
\tab Companionship, though, yes.  August loved his children, they had turned out well.  They retained a great deal of their catkin heritage, but their features under their fur was human; more rounded face and other subtle human features/qualities.\par
\tab Pepper, who had been borned first, was like his mother; streaks of dark fur with \ldblquote dots\rdblquote  on his belly.  His face was all dark, \lquote cept for a white chin and white ears streaked with dark far.  He was most curious, being a boy, and August often had to seek him out and haul his butt back to the cabin.  August was experienced in \ldblquote suddenly\rdblquote  finding himself in a new world, but on reflection\emdash he recalled that there WERE signs; symbols in the Birth World and AWE worlds were often mistaken for something other than  \ldblquote Step here and welcome to an alternate universe.\rdblquote\par
\tab Cinnamon.  Although August strove not to show or play favorites, Cinnamon was.  He loved his son just as much and forever would do so, but with Cinna, she touched and warmed his heart.  As most girls do to their father.  Her fur colors were white with \ldblquote cinnamon\rdblquote  colors running amok all about.  As with most catkins she had no tail, nor did her brother.\par
\tab Both kittens resembled a great deal like domestic cats.  August had always liked cats  (pussy is pussy, right?)\par
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\tab Ted Duddley and Melody Hey.  Ted was a dark haired fellow, smirkish looks, whimsical smile, kinda cute (to a girl\rquote s point of view) and one who determined himself to make tons of money before he was 20.\par
\tab Melody Hey was a \ldblquote friend\rdblquote  of Ted\rquote s, just a friend.  She was unconscious.  Ted explained that they had been horseback riding when they were attacked/surprised by minotaurs.  The horses were spooked\emdash and sacrificed and the two teens fled.  They found a hidden cave and hid out but a minotaur found them.\par
\tab Being incredibly dark within the cave making their way was precarious at best and just shortly before unknowingly entering the new world, Melody got clunked on the noggin and lost consciousness.\par
\page\tab The teen was okay, just a nasty knock on the noggin.  She had bled some but friend Ted had torn some of his clothing to form a bandage.  She had peed herself but in the dark of the cave he wasn\rquote t aware of that.   August carried the girl to the cabin.  Cinna and Pepper were amazed, other than their Dad they had never seen humans.\par
\tab Melody was laid out on the bed and her situation assessed.  Her friend shivered but seemed concerned, too.\par
\tab\ldblquote Pepper, go down and get a set of clothes for these two.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, sir.\rdblquote  the kitten replied and quickly scampered off obediently.\par
\tab\ldblquote Cinna, would you get some cocoa started.\rdblquote  the kitten scampered to the kitchen\emdash just a few feet away to stoke the cast iron stove and set water to boil.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is she going to be okay?\rdblquote  inquired the shivering Ted.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, she\rquote s going to be fine.\rdblquote  August replied, he moved his hands up and down her body, checking for broken bones or protruding ones.  Luckily he found none, just scrapes and skints.  \par
\tab It was then that it was noticed the fourteen year old had peed herself.  She wore rust colored jeans and the \ldblquote evidence\rdblquote  was evident.  August opened her basic cowgirl checkered shirt and examined lightly with a once over her chest, rolled her to one side to see her backside.\par
\tab The teen\rquote s shoes were removed and Pepper returned bearing clothing.  Catkin clothing was far different than Birth World Human clothing, catkin clothing was simple and non-cumbersome.  Coveralls and overalls, all one piece, form fitting.  They were light but had an amazing ability to keep one warm without having to layer clothing on and all over.\par
\tab\ldblquote Take off your clothes.\rdblquote  August said to the teen boy.\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote\par
\tab August smiled, it had been a long time, a damn long time, since he had used his Powers.\par
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\tab A time or two he reflected, pondered, remembered.  Charlie Dugout, Mr. Peter\rquote s Wrecking Yard Emporium, the vast desert where his adventure had begun.  It seemed so long ago\emdash and it was!  A long-long time ago.  He had come thru all sorts of adventures and had even gone BACK in time, then advanced to bring himself to the present; only to step back into an Alternate/Parallel Universe\emdash separated from those he had grown fond of, even loved.\par
\tab It was for those memories he stopped himself from dwelling.  The past was past, let it be.  The present was all that mattered.  It was a policy he had long adopted, long ago.  He had tried using his powers when encountering the minotaurs and other baddies that he encountered, but their minds were set differently than a mere human\rquote s.\par
\page\tab It had been a long time since he had encountered a human.  A damn long time.  His mental powers imbued to him via the ancient mind controlling disk he had acquired during one of his earlier ventures to the vast lands of the desert around Medicine Hat he had put away; with his new life those powers were no longer needed and in time\emdash he practically forgot them!\par
\tab But  they were still there.\par
\tab Young Ted Duddley shook his head a moment to rebuke the command, \ldblquote Take off your clothes\rdblquote  then he obliged obediently and stripped naked without further complications or thought.\par
\tab August smiled to himself\emdash his powers were still present and still worked.  Methodically he touched his chest where he had worn the amulet-disk for so long; for so long that it finally became a \ldblquote part\rdblquote  of him\emdash thru a serious of misfortunes or one kind or another, traveling thru various parallels of this and that\emdash he\rquote s body had ultimately absorbed the ancient disk to became one with him.\par
\tab Pepper and Cinna stared curiously at the nude human boy, other than their father they had never seen a nude fur-less one.  August put it to the boy quickly that being \ldblquote nude\rdblquote  was okay, and normal.  Other \ldblquote normal\rdblquote  things would come in due time, Ted\rquote s friend, Melody, needed some tending to to make her well and a part of the family.\par
\tab The desire to scurry back to the cave to investigate the symbols he had seen at the back of the cave would have to wait.\par
\tab August worried slightly about the head wound on Melody, there was some swelling around the injury, using his Minding Powers didn\rquote t seem to work, she was \ldblquote off-line\rdblquote  and he couldn\rquote t find anything in her mind to suggest one way or the other how she was.\par
\tab She breathed alright and just seemed to be merely in a deep coma-like sleep.  She was stripped naked with the naked Ted helping in removing her pants and then panties.\par
\tab\lquote Ever see her naked before?\rquote  August asked into the boy\rquote s mind.\par
\tab\lquote No,\rquote  then, \lquote well, kinda\'85\rquote\par
\tab there was some \ldblquote spying\rdblquote  on the girl at a river near where she and he worked\emdash the teens worked at a horse ranch.  The teen girl was also seen naked in her bunk house, laying out nude on a grassy hill\emdash all with Ted hiding too far away to enjoy what he was seeing.\par
\tab\lquote Ever FUCK a girl?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Yes.\rquote\par
\tab August smiled and saw in the boy\rquote s mind a young brown haired girl of about twelve, Ted himself was a year or so older.  Both were naked, the setting was inside a barn, concealed behind some hay bales.\par
\page\tab It had been awhile, a long while\emdash using his imbued mental abilities.  Often had he wondered if he would ever have the need\emdash he had resolved that where he was was it; a new life had been created for him and he was content.  There was still the pinning for those he had left behind in the Birth World, but all in all\'85\par
\tab Pepper and Cinna were curious about the new humans, \lquote specially the new NUDE human.  August had the nude teen stand up straight to \ldblquote display\rdblquote  himself.  Cinna gawked at the teen\rquote s naked willy that was partially erect.  Pepper merely gave the teen a once over look and was no longer interested.  He WAS, though, interested in the nude FEMALE human teen\'85\par
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\tab The runes were old.  Really old.  Most were faded and barely recognizable at all.  There was no evidence of \ldblquote activity\rdblquote , using electronic devices that would indicate so led to nothing.  He was careful not to \ldblquote push\rdblquote  too hard on the surface as at one time in another place he done so and very nearly drowned as on the \ldblquote other side\rdblquote  was an opening some feet above a deep (and cold) lake.\par
\tab Luckily August Moone was something of a swimmer and DIDn\rquote t drown.  But he nearly did.  So, he learned to be extremely careful and cautious about pressing too hard on the surfaces of runes where it was entirely possible that it was a catkin \ldblquote doorway.\rdblquote\par
\tab Careful study of the portal, though, revealed nothing.  Nothing of use.  Catkin lore was difficult at best to even the scholared catkin, August had barely the comprehension of catkin speak, writing, and history.  What he had learned was minimal.  He could talk catkin, but not very well, the ability to teach his children his Birth World speak was easier and they adapted well enough.\par
\tab Years.  It had been years since he had been with humans.  Recently, though, he had been passing through some \ldblquote adjacent\rdblquote  worlds and helped some wayward humans, but his contact had been brief.  Life with Pepper and Cinna pleased him, but he did long for other companionship.\par
\tab Ted and Melody, they were mere teens, the first to venture into the new world he had known (about.)  Ted was naughty, and had the desire to be more so.  As for Melody August wasn\rquote t sure, but either if she was or wasn\rquote t, she would be!\par
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\tab A very Brallen Experience\par
\tab It was an experience beyond all expectations; unbelievable expectations, too.  Invisible!  It was conceivable but unbelievable.  It was the stuff of Imagination and Fantasy\emdash but then again, Barry could well enough see the process of how it could happen and come to be.  Regardless, waltzing around NAKED and Invisible was a concept hard to believe.\par
\tab Waltzing around Naked and Invisible awarded Barry and cohort \ldblquote Casper\rdblquote  the ability to be as Naughty as they Wanted (to be).  Mostly they just simply SPIED on others being as Naughty as they Wanted.  Casper gave no explanation to his eight days of MIA, when Barry had asked Casper responded with \ldblquote Nothing special, not important.\rdblquote  Which told Barry, \ldblquote none of your fucking business.\rdblquote  And that was that.\par
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\tab At a neighborhood church a neighborhood down from Barry\rquote s home the boys paused to take a peek within.  It was an \ldblquote off-nite\rdblquote , no cars in the lot, but there was a light that just could be seen in the far back area where \ldblquote offices\rdblquote  were located.\par
\tab For whatever reason, Casper wanted to go look.  Barry sensed that there was a reason and followed along.  They found a fairly new model sedan parked out of sight.  The doors to the church wing offices were locked, but there was a window\'85\par
\tab It was a bathroom.  The boys had slight difficulties and nearly made themselves sopranos in the process of gaining entry\'85\par
\tab But they managed and Casper made good with the Invisibility ability and the boys stole their way into the church\rquote s inside.  No lights were on in the hall save for one WAY at the end.  Here a door was partly ajar to a room deemed to be an assistant to the senior pastor, Assist. Pastor Gavlon.\par
\tab Inside, a man in his late 50s fucked a girl in her mid teens.\par
\tab The man\rquote s black trousers were at his ankles along with his green boxers.  He pumped furiously into the naked snatch of a girl who had fantastic titties!  AP Gavlon groped said titties, squeezing them and lusting heavily has his aged pecker slammed in and out of her cunt.  She was all of about fourteen; nice trim body, big titties, long flowing extra curly brown hair, soft creamy skin, and a possible snapping pussy!\par
\page\tab Gavlon made some noises, groans, and began to strain.  He was cumming.  The girl the boys had seen elsewhere in their area, but not at their school.  She was on a desk, the Pastor\rquote s desk, her uniform school clothes on the floor.\par
\tab The girl began to thrash about madly, pumping back into her illicit lover, griping the desk and entering into her orgasm.  The assistant pastor grinned and thrusted into her his mighty dong and cum began to flow out of her cunt.\par
\tab Repeatedly the assistant fucked, pumping and straining until he was well spent and then some.  The girl tweaked hard her nipples, groaned, and fingered her sopping wet cunt.\par
\tab Gavlon pulled out and quickly fondled himself, gazing upon the naked cunt he had fucked, grinning big.  Sperm still oozed from her love entrance as well as dripped from his dick.\par
\tab\ldblquote Come suck me, Jessie.\rdblquote  he said to the girl.\par
\tab\ldblquote Jessie\rdblquote  was slow to rise, but she did sit up, took a breath or two, wiped her sweaty brow then slid off the desk to her knees, addressing the pastor\rquote s limped out cock.  She took over working the flaccid organ while the not-quite old man ran his fingers thru her damp hair.  Seconds later and she was sucking the man\rquote s willy, devouring his cock and playing with his balls until his dick was hard again.\par
\tab Then she worked it feverously until he began once more shooting off massive wads of cum.  Jessie swallowed it all but jerked the cock off onto her face; she even snorted some of the spunk up her nose!\par
  \tab The Pastor slipped off his dress shirt and tie, then his undershirt.  Off came his dress shoes and he stepped out of his pants and underwear.  He stood jacking off, fondling his cock that had limped out once more.  Meanwhile, Jessie fingered her pussy as she lay out on the floor.\par
\tab\ldblquote Show me your ass.\rdblquote  Pastor Gavlon said.\par
\tab Jessie pulled her legs back exposing her ass (and hole.)\par
\tab Gavlon smiled and there was life again in his pud\'85\par
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\page\tab The Mom caressed her son, the two lay on a large sofa in a front room that was not well illuminated.  No one else was home.  The home was quaint, a little messy, dishes needed to be done and the kitchen table cleaned, but it wasn\rquote t \ldblquote unkempt.\rdblquote\par
\tab The Mom had no bra, just a light blue shirt and jeans.\par
\tab As the seven year old boy sucked titty, the Mom seemed to be \ldblquote getting off\rdblquote  and caressed her young son with more exuberance; her hands moved all over her clothed son, squeezing his ass and seemingly grinding against him.  Soon she was working the boy\rquote s pants down, sliding her hands down inside his pants and underwear.\par
\tab The boy wasn\rquote t distressed and continued sucking titty.\par
\tab The Mom seemed to be approaching an orgasmic fit.\par
\tab Soon she had worked the boy\rquote s clothing down\emdash just enough to expose ass flesh.  Her hands worked the boy\rquote s bum, squeezing the cheeks and \ldblquote digging\rdblquote  in.  (upon closer inspection, the two UNseen boys could see that she was finger fucking the boy\rquote s asshole\emdash stimulating him so as he would get extra hard!)\par
\tab And the boy WAS hard, his little seven year old dinky was stiff!  The Mom, \ldblquote Marianne\rdblquote  fondled the puddling, toying with the little stiffy as well as the hairless nuggets.  The little boy, \ldblquote Sam\rdblquote  giggled and blushed and continued his titty sucking.\par
\tab Marianne continued her shenanigans; Sam\rquote s clothes were moved all the way down until he himself kicked them off himself.  Then, Marianne undone her own pants and began working them down.\par
\tab No panties.\par
\tab Close inspection revealed that the naughty incestuous mother was \ldblquote wet\rdblquote ; she frigged her hungry cunt with intent furor; her eyes fluttered and mouth undulated.  Young Sam was oblivious to his mother\rquote s antics and continued to happily suck away\'85\par
\tab Marianne worked her son\rquote s cock into her pussy; palming the boy\rquote s luscious young ass she guided him into the fine art of fucking.  Both mother and son seemed to enjoy it.\par
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\tab Just two houses down and there in the backyard two eight year old boys were playing\emdash a SPECIAL kind of playing.  The backyard was dark save for a porch light at the backsteps to the kitchen.  In the kitchen adults mingled, drank beer and wine, noshed on finger foods and seemed to be highly flirtatious with one another.\par
\page\tab Meanwhile, in the backyard two boys of about the same age played inside a rather LARGE box.  By description the box had once contain a large model television.  The Unseen spies checked out what was going on with(in) the box as one boy had his head poking up from a hole in the bottom of the box that was now the \ldblquote ceiling\rdblquote .  After a few moments or so the boy ducked down and a new head popped up.  The boys were all giggles and it definitely appeared that they were up to something.\par
\tab It warranted investigation.\par
\tab The bobbing boys had to be \ldblquote stunned\rdblquote  for a moment so as the goings on inside could be determined.  Neither of the Unseen were prepared for what they discovered\emdash but were amused just the same when they did.  Inside the great tv box one boy was standing with his head out of the box looking around, giggling and making a security check.  Meanwhile, the other lad SUCKED off on the boy who was standing!\par
\tab Both lads had their pants and underwear down at their ankles\emdash they also had quite the stiff little dick both.  The boy standing got sucked on by the other boy for several minutes, then he ducked down and the other boy took his turn\emdash in a manner of speaking.\par
\tab The boy sucking also fondled balls and rubbed/caressed ass flesh.\par
\tab\lquote I cant fucking take this shit no more,\rdblquote  breathed Casper.  They had held off shagging Jessie at the church, the mother (and son).  They were already pent up and could hold off no longer.\par
\tab Kyle and Mason were \ldblquote stunned\rdblquote  once more, then rendered totally nude.  Thereafter, Unseen Casper stuffed himself up into Kyle\rquote s crapper while Barry\rquote s hard schlong slid into Mason\rquote s tight anal tract.  Both young boys got the butt fucking of their lives\'85\par
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\tab The image of Kyle and Mason cocksucking one another remained on Barry\rquote s mind for quite awhile\emdash inasmuch as Pastor Gavlon fucking Jessie did, OR Marianne coaxing her son into fucking her.  Both Kyle and Mason were \ldblquote programmed\rdblquote  further into sexual antics with one another after their rauncheous butt fucking.  Both already enjoyed sucking one another, but that was all that they understood to do.  They were curious, sexually speaking, and for some reason they just naturally turned to one another to satisfy those naturally occurring sexual urges.\par
\tab With deviant Casper\rquote s help, the boys entered into the next phase, sodomy!  Along with peeing on another, really toying with the other\rquote s cock, ball sucking and rim jobbing.\par
\page\tab Across the street and two houses down\'85\par
\tab For some reason the images of Kyle and Mason still filled his mind.  He couldn\rquote t figure it\emdash why?  He guessed maybe because he LIKED little boys himself\emdash sorta-kinda.  He liked fooling naughtily with Casper, boning his brother Pete and secretly sucking off on baby brother, Bobby.  The images of Kyle cock pressing against Mason\rquote s face, humping all over with Mason\rquote s hands caressing hard Kyle\rquote s naked ass thrilled Barry\emdash but he still determined unto himself that he was NOT gay!\par
\tab The boys continued their nighttime frolic, pausing now and then to please one another (i.e. FUCK) and then mosey on.  Barry wanted to get back home and screw his two sisters.  The thought was there to do so to Marissa, as well\emdash he didn\rquote t think Maryanne and/or Evie would mind.\par
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\tab Maryanne and Evie were \ldblquote out.\rdblquote   Maryanne socializing with some kind of snobby friends as she strove to \ldblquote fit in\rdblquote  with high school and extra activities.  Evie was spending the night at a friends as was young Marissa and brother Bobby.\par
\tab The Daddy of the Brallen kids was out of town.\par
\tab Barry was \ldblquote out\rdblquote  on the town.\par
\tab Mother Nora Brallen and Peter were left alone\'85\par
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\tab What kind of perverted life Nora held was mostly unknown, she didn\rquote t freely express her naughty past or current naughty desires.  Mostly she strove to maintain her dignit status as a wholesome mother and Christian.  However\'85\par
\tab Although her past was shady it wasn\rquote t explored fully (by Mayor Finch later when she and her family arrived at Peach Tree.)  It wasn\rquote t deemed all that important or necessary.  In a way it was but then it would just make this incredible long enduring epic saga longer\'85\par
\tab Anyways\'85\par
\tab Although naughty business went on around her\emdash and she was mildly aware of it, Nora Hamilton-Brallen kept herself out of flow.  Sort of.  She knew that her daughters Maryanne and Evie were \ldblquote fooling\rdblquote  around and she longed to be in on their deeds\emdash but she held off.\par
\tab She wasn\rquote t aware that daughters Maryanne and Evie were fooling around with their new Daddy OR brothers!\par
\page\tab Often, on the sly\emdash but not sly enough, she caught Barry and/or Peter whacking off.  She was okay with that and understood it to be something that boys did.  Even hubby Robert whacked off\emdash sometimes before and then after screwing her!\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t determined how she would feel and/or react if she should learn/know of her family\rquote s naughty ways.  But\'85\par
\tab When the conditions were right\emdash most of the family out of the house for various reasons, Nora chanced upon son Peter playing with his \ldblquote peter.\rdblquote   He was stark naked sitting at his desk masturbating to images of naked cheerleaders on a computer.\par
\tab Nora didn\rquote t let Peter know she was watching him.  The boy jerked his organ until cumming off, the spillage of his \ldblquote sauce\rdblquote  coated his hand\emdash he wiped most of it off on a handy handkerchief.  The rest he licked off!\par
\tab Quickly did Nora flee to her room; stripping off her clothes and throwing herself onto her bed whereupon she got quite busy friggin\rquote  herself.  She wasn\rquote t satiated from the intense fingering, but it would do\emdash for now.\par
\tab Just as she was at the pivotal point of ultimate pleasure\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote MOM!\rdblquote\par
\tab Nora shot up in bed to find twelve year old son Peter staring at her.  He was still nude, cum dripped from his cock, coal dark eyes focused right at her goodie.  Near instantly then did his cock \ldblquote arise\rdblquote  to a very stiff position.  Nora parted her legs\emdash her pussy quivering, quaking, and doing all those things that a cock hungry cunt normally does.  \par
\tab A broad quirky smile came to Peter\rquote s face; he was the happy-go-lucky child of the family and Nora liked him.  She liked him better when he was nude with a hard-on\'85\par
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\tab Barry had long since known (if not realized) that his odd friend (Casper) was the essential pervert.  He was more than the iconic pervert raved about on the local and national newscasts, and Barry had the feeling that he was just as dangerous.\par
\tab How dangerous he wasn\rquote t sure, he knew that equipped with the EMAD Casper O\rquote Shaunessy Shaggmon was dangerous.  The EMAD allowd Casper not only his desires but more.  Vengeance was one, encouraging opportunities another.  No one was safe from an EMAD.  Many citizens of all ages were equipping themselves with anti-Devices\emdash most worked well enough but they could be defeated or overrun, too.\par
\page\tab Such as was the case for Darla Cummings (really) and her daughter, Clarissa.  By the cut of their clothing attire they were \ldblquote well off.\rdblquote   Darla C wore a very nice dress, toted an expensive handbag, jewelry, and beheld an air of \ldblquote I AM better than you AND my SHIT DON\rquote T STINK!\rdblquote\par
\tab Her daughter was a cutey of no more than six year.  Creamy skin, well dressed, prim & proper.  Soft golden hair, neat and beautiful, styled just to gently surround her angelic face nicely.\par
\tab As Casper made an attempt to \ldblquote waylay\rdblquote  the pair a warning indicator warned him of a potential hazard\emdash the target(s) had some sort of EMAD defense.  Mother and daughter seemed out of place where they were, which was a corner service station.  The trendy cell phone the mother used didn\rquote t seem to be working, the little girl sucked on a lollipop all the while looking all about the not so upscale part of town.\par
\tab In the service bay was a Mercedes.  No one in the neighborhoods Barry was familiar with had a Mercedes.  The little girl sucked her lollipop and Barry imagined his cock sliding in and out of her mouth instead of the treat.  He thought of his sister, Marissa\emdash then some of her friends\'85\par
\tab Casper made some noises and Barry saw on the control area of his EMAD flicking indicators, wavy lines in the LCD screen, and a slight buzzing wail.\par
\tab\ldblquote We need to bail?\rdblquote  Barry asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Nah,\rdblquote  Casper replied, \ldblquote I got \lquote em.\rdblquote  He smiled and pointed the EMAD to the targets.\par
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\tab If thinking she was \ldblquote cute\rdblquote  with her clothes on\emdash she was even moreso with her clothes OFF.  In a storage room behind the corner service station Barry and Casper had guided their targets.  Strangely, the roles were switched as Casper seemed absorbed with the mother and not the child like he normally was.\par
\tab Which was okay with Barry, Barry found himself strangely drawn to the little girl and quickly once settled inside the store room the girl\rquote s high dollar dress was on the cement floor.  \par
\tab Nice lavender panties she wore, no cartoon characters embossed or printed on them, no flowers, no frills.  Plain panties, lavender.  She was a cutey, perfectly so\emdash thick rich luxurious hair, soft baby blue eyes, a sweet round face, incredible to feast on\'85\par
\tab Barry gently tugged down the girl\rquote s panties.\par
\page\tab Right nearby and Casper already had the girl\rquote s mother naked and he was on doing her.  The woman thrashed about some as she was not as \ldblquote under\rdblquote  the spell of the EMAD as she was supposed to be\emdash but she was still controllable nonetheless.\par
\tab Whether she was aware that her darling daughter was in peril, too, was not clear, but clearly she DID know that she herself was.  Casper rammed his rod into the womanly cunt, latched his mouth about a nice Mommy titty and fucked away.\par
\tab With her panties at her ankles, Barry stood up on his knees and marveled at the young girl before him.  He would have preferred her to be at least a few years older; he didn\rquote t seriously contemplate that he would penetrate her\emdash her pussy anyways.  Taking her hand he had her wrap her little fingers about his throbbing aching cock.\par
\tab Casper slammed himself hard into the woman\rquote s cunt, sitting up some, arching back and straining DEEP into her womaness.\par
\tab\ldblquote She tight?\rdblquote  Barry asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Kinda, she could be tighter, though.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Bet that asshole\rquote s tight.\rdblquote\par
\tab Casper smiled and nodded, he\rquote d get to that one later\'85\par
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\tab Laid out on her dress and clean rags from a huge box of rags, Barry fingered out Clarissa\rquote s pussy.  Something swelled in him\emdash other than his cock.  Though only sixteen, Barry wanted her.  He didn\rquote t know why, some sort of odd parental instinct he guessed.  It was more than just having her to himself\emdash but he couldn\rquote t place his finger on it.\par
\tab He could place his DICK on it, though\'85\par
\tab After a minute or two of fingering the bald poon Barry rolled to place himself atop her and begin grinding his cock against her very virgin cunt.  Beside him Darla groaned as Casper plugged her asshole.  Barry watched for a moment and then returned his attention to the child.\par
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\tab Insatiable.  Out-of-control.  Unyielding.  Horny times ten times ten.\par
\tab There was no end of it\emdash Barry could well enough see that.  Every girl, of any age, was not only a Target but a Subject.  No one was safe.  Everyone encountered was a Potential Fuck assuring that before he was 21 his cock would probably fall off!\par
\page\tab An hour had passed since the store room incident.  The little girl, Clarissa, still remained on his mind\emdash and cock.  The child\rquote s lavender panties were bunched up about his aching organ.  She was scarred for life, being raped and sodomized at six she would never be the same.  Of course, nor would her mother.\par
\tab Casper seemed undaunted and unphased.  \par
\tab Barry didn\rquote t think he could sink so low.  But he had.  How much further could he go?  Was six years his limit, a boundary, a line not to step over or across?  He hadn\rquote t made full vaginal OR anal penetration\emdash his fingers and tongue had but not his cock.  With his cock he had made entry as far as seeing that the head of his cock disappeared.  Mostly he had lain his organ against the child\rquote s cunt and humped.  When he had cum he emptied most onto the child\rquote s cunny\emdash the rest was spilled onto her incredibly sweet face.\par
\tab He had thought for sure that Casper would want a go at her, but he was worn out from tagging the girl\rquote s mother.  The two were left naked in the store room and the woman was heard for blocks around screaming her head off when she \ldblquote came around.\rdblquote   Barry and Casper were long gone and \ldblquote out of sight\rdblquote  by then.\par
\tab They were not \ldblquote done\rdblquote  though\'85\par
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How do I love thee\emdash let me fuck the ways\'85\par
\tab What exactly Peter and his new mother\rquote s thoughts were were basically unknown; what thoughts could there be\emdash they had just entered into the realm of enjoying an incestuous relationship.  Sure, truly, Peter was not biologically connected to his mother, Nora, but still\'85\par
\tab After their first \ldblquote coupling\rdblquote  they lay in \ldblquote aftgerglow.\rdblquote   Peter\rquote s mind was in a typical whir of a blur\emdash he had just FUCKED his mother!  It was way different than screwing his brother\rquote s bum OR making it with his sisters.  Was it because she was an \ldblquote adult\rdblquote , his step-mother?  \par
\tab Again, what Nora\rquote s exact thoughts were were unknown.  She was drawn to her son, Peter and soon found herself \ldblquote mounting\rdblquote  him, grinding her fevered womanly cunt against his prong that had limped out.  \par
\tab Peter\rquote s \ldblquote peter\rdblquote  didn\rquote t stay limp for long; his little cum squirter quickly stiffened and then was quickly STUFFED back up into Nora\rquote s cunt.  Peter ogled the woman\rquote s tits; Maryanne had some nice tits and she had gotten him to \ldblquote titty fuck\rdblquote  her\emdash he often did so and often let loose a furious cum squirt as a result.  Maryanne would open her mouth to take the cum drenching\'85\par
\page\tab Nora pumped and squeezed Peter\rquote s prick; it was sister Evie who mostly liked to \ldblquote ride\rdblquote  Peter.  Peter had had no idea that there were so many different positions for sex.  He didn\rquote t care, as long as he got off whether he was on top, bottom, on his side or on his knees\emdash cumming off was cumming off and that was that.\par
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\tab Claudia Sushi (really) the boys knew; she was thirteen and was a friend of Barry\rquote s sister, Evie.  She had been to the Brallen house a few times and both Barry and Casper\emdash and Peter, wanted to tag her.  She was tall, Chinese heritage, nice tits, great ass.  Long-long silky dark hair, struggling with grades despite the social stereotype that all Chinese/Asians were incredibly smart.\par
\tab The boys had come to the girl\rquote s home.  Their interest high they stole their way inside.  A strange there was, familiar, but strange.  Some things did seem to fit; there was a car in the drive to indicate an adult/parental unit was home.  Maybe.  Whether or not Claudia had siblings or not was not known.  The boys made a slow meticulous scan of the living room, kitchen, and other rooms before heading upstairs.\par
\tab What had piqued their interests downstairs intensified ten-fold once upstairs.  A strong scent of \ldblquote happy-smoke\rdblquote  prevailed everywhere.  And there were giggles aplenty from down the short hall.  There were no lights on in the quaint moderate two-story home save for the light from a hall bathroom and a light streaming in a smoke filled haze lingering about the open door to the last bedroom.\par
\tab Inside were three person, a Mother and two teen girls.  Claudia was one, the other was a girl about 18 or so.  All three were nude and stoned.  All three were on a great four poster bed with Claudia laying out on the bed, legs open wide being \ldblquote eaten out\rdblquote  by the older girl!\par
\tab Meanwhile, the Mother sat right next by taking a hit from a doobie!\par
\tab The older teen, \ldblquote Carleen\rdblquote  sat up smacking her lips from noshing on her sister\rquote s teen twat.\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck that\rquote s good!\rdblquote  said Claudia tweaking her own nipples and then furiously friggin\rquote  her snatch.\par
\tab\ldblquote I know what can make it better!\rdblquote  giggled Carleen.  She slid off the bed, stumbled, but made for the nightstand.  The Mother took a long hit from the joint she smoked, smiled and bobbed her head to some music that was only playing in her head\'85\par
\page\tab Carleen returned to the bed with a small baggie.  A \ldblquote white powder\rdblquote  was inside the baggie and some of the contents were applied to sister Claudia\rquote s cunt!  Unseen Barry and Casper were awed.\par
\tab\ldblquote Florida snow!\rdblquote  giggled Carleen.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Oh shit, that tingles!\rdblquote  said Claudia.\par
\tab Carleen giggled more and \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on her sister, snorting the Florida Snow up her nose using a small glass \ldblquote pipe/straw\rdblquote .  \par
\tab Although Claudia herself was a hottie, it was Carleen who really thrilled the two Unseen.  Of course, the girls\rquote  mother wasn\rquote t bad herself.  All three were delightful dames; slenderly built, small titties\emdash save for Claudia for some reason who had cantaloupe sized titties at just a mere thirteen!\par
\tab Carleen\rquote s titties were small, not even B cup sized!  Her breasts were palm sized, round and firm with very erect nipples.  At eighteen they weren\rquote t even sagging down but stood outright from her chest.  There, too, was no furburger \lquote tween her legs, shaven smooth\emdash as was for sister Claudia!\par
\tab Mother Jan, though, had a nice fur patch, just enough to conceal her love entrance.  Barely.  \par
\tab Jan sat back tweaking a nipple of her own bodacious tattas that weren\rquote t really \ldblquote bodacious\rdblquote  but rather small, still \ldblquote B\rdblquote  cup, though.  To her naked teen daughter being eaten out she handed off the doobie.  Claudia took a toke, opened her legs wider and began pounding her bald pussy into Carleen\rquote s face,\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh!  GOD!  YES!  YES!  YES!  DO ME!  OOOOOOOH-OOOOOH!\rdblquote  and repeat\'85\par
\tab Claudia began to cum, \ldblquote Oh fuck me; fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!\rdblquote\par
\tab Carleen had snorted up all the white powder from her sister\rquote s cunt, crawled up between the girl\rquote s legs and pressed her cunt to hers, Jan fiddled with her nose (her own) and buried a hand down between her legs.  Claudia lifted a leg up and soon she and college bound sister entered into Scissor Fucking.\par
\tab Jan watched her daughters frolicking for a bit then slid off of the bed, going to her great dark cherry red ornate dresser; retrieving from a drawer a strap-on!  The cock was some seven-inches AND thick!  The strap was black leather with silver rivets.  Jan stroked the massive phallic then moved back onto the bed\'85\par
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\tab Carleen squatted down onto Claudia\rquote s face, laying down on the girl, applying another layer of \ldblquote Florida Snow\rdblquote  onto her sister\rquote s cunt.  Meanwhile, behind her, seven inches of life-like cock slid effortlessly into her teen twat.  Below her, Claudia licked the shaft of the cock as it slid into Carleen\rquote s cunt.\par
\page\tab Slow.  In and out.  Out and in.\par
\tab The huge massive cock went all the way in, then pulled out to slap the girl\rquote s ass, poke her asshole, then slide back into her cunt.  Meanwhile, the teen snort the cocaine up her nose from her sister\rquote s pussy; which totally enthralled her sibling and did something for the naughty mother, too.\par
\tab Problem was, though, that while fucked up on coke and marijuana, the minding device of Casper Shaggmon didn\rquote t work.  The Device needed a Clear Mind, one that was unimpeded by drugs.  High emotions, too, would sometimes foil the Device\rquote s abilities.\par
\tab\lquote We\rquote ll have to come back to them, later.\rquote  Casper said.\par
\tab\lquote Later.\rquote  Barry accepted.\par
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\tab Three blocks opposite of where the corner service station debacle had taken place there was another corner service station\emdash but unlike the other place\emdash THIS service station catered to bookworms rather than gas hogs.  Bookworms, crafters, hobbyists, and young republicans.\par
\tab There were a lot of Possibles, Potentials, Desirables, and so on.  Teens, adults, boys, girls.  Security guards floated about heavily, too.  There were security cameras and EMAD detectors everywhere.  The setting was prime.\par
\tab One large bookstore hosting a small eatery within; a reading room for the kiddies, a computer room for the nerds, backrooms for the shy nerds involved in fantasy role playing games.  On one side of the bookstore was a small caf\'e9 with many tables outdoors on a Mexican tiled semi-enclosed patio.  An ice creamery was to the other side of the bookstore, a boutique next to it curved to make a partial \ldblquote C\rdblquote  facing inward to the patio.  A flower shop/gift shop was anchored at the other end to form the other end of the \ldblquote C\rdblquote .\par
\tab A lifetime could be spent deciding on which target to try an \ldblquote acquire.\rdblquote   All the teen girls were certainly Potentials.  Some young adult Mothers, were as well.  A couple of young pre-teen boys were equally desirable.   And then of course there were the young girls. \par
\tab There actually weren\rquote t many of those and of the six that were only three tempted the boys seriously bad enough to tempt fate.  And at length, after half an hour, Opportunity came to be.\par
\tab She wasn\rquote t the most desirable, but she had potential.  Of course, butt bare assed naked her desirability would increase her potentiality!  She was a cutey but not to the high extreme form that was cuteness.  Curly brown hair, glass, round face, small mouth, small theeth, dainty earrings and a small body.  She was ten years young, shirt and slacks, tennis shoes.  (and flat chested\'85)\par
\page\tab The almost beige slacks were not tight but revealed her panty lines just the same.  The boys took her into their minds and both saw her naked and pleasing their cocks.  \par
\tab Teri Jarrel of 1010 Westbrook Ave.  (it was written in colorful ink on her cumbersome bookbag.  The Target was with friends, other girls/boys her age.  The group seemed to be herded by two teen girls.  One was rather large and NOT a Potential, the other was ultra thin, tall, and wore visible means of EMAD deterrents as well as regular mugger-attacker.  She was a no-non-sense type of person and Casper wanted her.  But the Opportunity was not with her, but with Teri.\par
\tab And as it happened the Opportunity brought along another, Teri\rquote s brother.  As it happened, the little bro needed to go pee, badly.  He had been too busy goofing off to pay attention to his need to potty.  He was approx. seven years young and squealed in distress as his sister led him quickly inside the bookstore and to the public restroom in the back area.\par
\tab While Teri waited outside in the well lit but still gloomy short hall, she was observed.  On her shirt she wore a pin.  She wore a watch, bracelet, and a necklace.  All of which were embedded with EMAD deterrents.\par
\tab They didn\rquote t work.\par
\tab She fiddled with her hair, farted, picked at her butt, twisted her young body this way and that, farted again, and looked impatient.  A teen boy came to use the payphone and Teri eyed him cautiously, backing up to the back wall.  There was another door on the side, it led to a supply room.\par
\tab Hmmmm\par
\tab When the dude on the phone finished, Teri picked at her panties at the crotch.  She had an itch.  She leaned against the MENS bathroom door,\par
\tab\ldblquote Did you fall in or what?\rdblquote  she asked of her little brother.\par
\tab The door opened and the little boy stood with his pants undone.\par
\tab\ldblquote I cant get it up, Sis.\rdblquote  He complained.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh brother!\rdblquote  blurted the girl.  She went to her knees and began fiddling with the boy\rquote s zipper.  She struggled and struggled and the two Unseen couldn\rquote t stand it no longer\'85 \par
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\tab\ldblquote Think it\rquote ll work?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote re gonna find out ole pal o\rquote  mine!\rdblquote  \par
\tab Security guards accompanied the tall teen broodkin leader who had finally noticed the missing Teri and her dweeb brother, Lonnie.  The bathrooms were checked and then the supply room.\par
\tab No one.  The Supply Room door that led directly outside was locked, locked from within as well as without\emdash er, outside.\par
\page\tab The guards were satisfied that no one was about, an EMAD detector went off, but only once and only from the one TALL and very rough looking guard.  The other guard\rquote s EMAD detector didn\rquote t detect a thing.  The teen girl was petrified and fled back out to the main part of the store.  Teri and Lonnie had their names called out on an intercom and a city police car pulled up.\par
\tab Teri and Lonnie, though, were right under their noses\emdash invisible.\par
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\tab Barry had a bit of ringing in his ears and blurred vision.  His stomach was in knots and he felt \ldblquote poo\rdblquote  ravaging its way thru his guts (bowels.)  Casper was in the same predicament and little Teri had peed.  Lonnie, too, would have peed but he done did that in the bathroom. \par
\tab The Supply Room had boxes and boxes of books.  Also furniture.  It was on one of the red velvet Victorian that young brainiac Teri was sat.  Barry held Lonnie to himself as he sat on his knees.  The boy was warm against him and Casper seemed to take a longer \ldblquote pause\rdblquote  than usual.\par
\tab\ldblquote Dude, you okay?\rdblquote\par
\tab Casper spurted, flung his head like he was a sick dog, retched and then vomited over the arm of the sofa.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Whew!\rdblquote  he exclaimed, \ldblquote I am now.\rdblquote\par
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\tab Teri squirmed some, she was \ldblquote aware\rdblquote  of what was happening to her, just powerless to do anything about it.  Her body was placed over the rounded arm love seat; her pants had been worked down to  her ankles.  She shook and trembled and struggled with trying to fight back, to fend off the total removal of her clothing to no avail.  \par
\tab Her ass was fondled, the cheeks squeezed and then the purple undies pulled down.  Teri squealed and squirmed all the more\emdash again, though, to no avail.  Her emotions were in check and she was unable to bring herself to lash out to the extreme of her fright and distress.  Her panties were pushed down to her knees\'85\par
\tab Then before her stood a nude person, a guy.  His cock was hard and he stroked it.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote  she uttered.  She had only seen her little brother\rquote s dick and could barely imagine what a teen boy or MAN cock looked like.  She didn\rquote t really dwell on man-things, she was used to seeing her little brother and that was that.\par
\tab As the man before her masturbated before her she became acutely aware that another man was present\emdash this because someone was caressing her bare ass, fingering her poop chute and cunny.\par
\page\tab When she tensed up she was spanked.\par
\tab Hard.\par
\tab A finger went into her dirt chute; her eyes bulged, mouth typically fell open\emdash the man who was stroking himself stepped forward.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck it.\rdblquote  he told her.\par
\tab Teri struggled, trying to bawl, but she couldn\rquote t.\par
\tab\ldblquote No way!\rdblquote  she exclaimed.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes WAY!\rdblquote  almost shouted one of the men, \ldblquote SUCK it or get your ass beat!\rdblquote\par
\tab Teri didn\rquote t seem to care if she \ldblquote got her ass beat\rdblquote  sooooo,\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck it or I\rquote ll beat HIS ass!\rdblquote  and Teri\rquote s little bro made a plea for help.\par
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\tab Stripped naked with his bare bum pointed her way little Lonnie wriggled in his dire predicament.  Some man held the boy firmly and landed some hard smacks to his ass.\par
\tab\ldblquote OK!  OK!\rdblquote  cried Teri, \ldblquote I\rquote ll do it, I\rquote ll do it!\rdblquote  she managed to shed some tears and tremble more so.  She then closed her eyes and accepted the manly cock.\par
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\tab Casper rocked on the balls of his feet as his cock was swallowed.  Teen mouths were good, but pre-teen mouths were better!  Teri wasn\rquote t an expert or anything\emdash the \ldblquote taste\rdblquote  of cock was very displeasing to her and she involuntarily retched.  But the entire length of his prong made full penetration into her mouth\'85\par
\tab Occasionally the cock was pulled out to hump against the distraught child\rquote s face\emdash then it was back inside her mouth.  Meanwhile, behind her, the other man fingered her pussy and asshole.  Teri arched her back and shuddered as she was violated; the man also took pleasure with spanking her (relentlessly) followed by placing \ldblquote hickies\rdblquote  on her butt cheeks.\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck her, dude!\rdblquote  said the man who had been fucking her face.\par
\tab The other man at her ass didn\rquote t, not right off.  The desire to do so was there but he held off.  For the moment.  Instead, after working off the girl\rquote s pants and panties, the little brother was brought into play.  He was already nude and got an eyeful of his naked sister\emdash specifically her bare ass and pussy.\par
\tab The positioning of the nude girl filled the young boy, he was questioned as to whether or not he had seen his sister nude, or any other girl.  He had not, not nude.  He had seen his sis in her panties but never nude.  At a mere seven he was not that curious but only mildly so.\par
\page\tab Lonnie\rquote s dinky was tugged on, his very bare balls fondled, ass rubbed, asshole probed\emdash all stimulating him to proceed with the narly deed of shagging his sister.  Casper leaned over the bare backside of Teri, pulling the child\rquote s cheeks open\emdash his cock still in the mouth of the girl as she had no clue as to what was about to befall her.  \par
\tab Barry helped guide the boy\rquote s prong into Teri\rquote s crapper; he did so without much fuss\emdash his level of fright was surprisingly not as great as was his sister\rquote s.  Making anal entry, though, was not as good as it could have been\emdash his little dinky \ldblquote bent\rdblquote  and wasn\rquote t as stiff as older schlongs would be.\par
\tab Casper humped Teri\rquote s mouth, filling it moments later with his love juices causing the girl to retch all the more, choke, sputtering, and become somewhat unstable.  She required some butt spanking to settle her down and when that wasn\rquote t as successful as desired\emdash brother Lonnie was once more presented before her and HE was spanked until there was full compliance from the sister.\par
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\tab On her back holding her own legs back Teri \tab Jarrel stared up to a ceiling.  Humping slowly between her legs was her baby brother, Lonnie.  The boy\rquote s little dinky went all the way\emdash but came all the way out, too.  It was stiff and he easily managed to stuff it back into the crevice\emdash this after the boy had to \ldblquote go down\rdblquote  on her and lick her pussy for several minutes\emdash this after she herself had to gobble on her brother\rquote s prick\emdash forced to suck the near very life out of it along with his hairless nuzzies.\par
\tab\ldblquote Either he fucks you, or we do!\rdblquote  had chortled one of the men.  Teri couldn\rquote t imagine what it would be like to be raped (or sodomized) and she knew basically what occurred with both processes.  She admitted under duress about masturbating, fingering herself.  She occasionally had an anal (asshole) itch and her cunny itched sometimes, too.  She never fondled her brother sexually but occasionally helped him in the bathroom\emdash to pee, zip up, change clothes, and bath.  He was a bed wetter and she helped him change clothes and clean himself up, too.\par
\tab He was too young to \ldblquote cum\rdblquote  so after a few minutes or so of fucking her cunt his dinky was redirected to her bum hole.  Teri sobbed as the small prong was \ldblquote inserted\rdblquote  into her anus.  She had been previously finger probed but the presence of her brother\rquote s dick was far different.\par
\tab Unlike fucking her pussy, Lonnie\rquote s cock remained inside the girl\rquote s pooper; when the head of his cock was just about to come out of her rim one of the men with his hand on Lonnie\rquote s butt \ldblquote pushed\rdblquote  and the young cock was driven back inside.\par
\page  \tab Lonnie soon got the hang of butt fucking and didn\rquote t seem to really care that it was his sister\rquote s asshole he was stuffing.  Happily the boy fucked onward until the two men present could stand not being involved themselves\'85\par
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\tab Her cunt was smooth\emdash just barely broken in, too.  Casper took first dibs while Barry enjoyed\tab the girl\rquote s brother.  The girl barely made any noise or signs of emotional distress\emdash until Casper\rquote s cock went sliding into her freshly broken-in cunny.\par
\tab Lonnie stared with wide eyes as he watched his sister being fucked.  He himself, though, was on his knees with a cock in him!  The boy seemed more preoccupied at watching his sister, though.\par
\tab Determination drove Casper\rquote s cock to fully make entry into the somewhat distraught girl beneath him.  She clung to his arms, sobbed some and hung her mouth open wide as inch by inch her pussy was invaded.\par
\tab Lonnie clenched and began to twist his young nude body as he realized that he was being reamed.  There was nothing that he could do, of course, but endure.  \par
\tab Barry marveled at how Lonnie\rquote s crap chute was capable of taking his dick, the sensation was incredible\emdash beyond belief.  He would prefer to do so to a girl, but a boy-hole was okay, too.  He smoothed his hands over the boy\rquote s ass, thighs, and then \ldblquote reached around\rdblquote  to fondle the boy\rquote s pud.\par
\tab Casper was in full \ldblquote fuck\rdblquote  mode.\par
\tab Teri continued to squirm but that was about all she was able to do.\par
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\pard\tx0\tab Once more young Lonnie was forced to fuck his sister, his little puddling didn\rquote t limp out after minutes of scrogging so he got to stuff her asshole, too\emdash just for good measure.  And of course, he was sucked on for several minutes, too.  \par
\tab Then, for added effect and years of therapy; Lonnie was positioned onto his sister, his nuggets into her mouth, his face down on her muffin.  Then, one of the men took the boy in the ass while the other occupied himself at the other end.\par
\tab Teri\rquote s legs were pulled back and held back by her own brother all the while one of the attackers fucked her pussy, asshole, and brother\rquote s mouth.  It was beyond belief, beyond anything she could imagine.\par
\page\tab Scum.  Worse than scum.  Scum-bag!  And a dozen other associative descriptive words to pin on him as his reward for his sinking so low.  He blamed the EMAD.  He blamed his new friend\emdash who was probably seduced as much as he himself was.  Probably.  Barry didn\rquote t know, not for sure\emdash friend Casper may have been fucked up BEFORE acquiring the EMAD!\par
\tab But he was drawn to it\emdash the naughty business of shagging the innocent.  Some were.  Some were not so innocent but the EMAD perpetuated their narly situation into something more than expected.  But still, he could have turned away.\par
\tab Could have.\par
\tab Should have.\par
\tab But didn\rquote t.\par
\tab Truth was was that he LIKED it.  He liked sinking his pud into tight snug cunnies, bum holes, and young innocent mouths.  He liked seeing his cum drizzle out of a young girl\rquote s pussy, her bum hole, and out the corners of her mouth.  The screwing of his sisters just added to his delight\emdash without the aid of the EMAD he noted, too!\par
\tab But then again he wondered\'85\par
\tab Casper was a weirdo and a sneaky fucker, and with the ability to render himself invisible\emdash Barry had to wonder if what occurred between himself and his sisters was on their own will or by other?  Casper HAD been missing for a time and during that time the sex between his siblings and himself had stepped up in pace.\par
\tab Teri and Lonnie.  Lonnie didn\rquote t seem too overly upset over the sexual ordeal\emdash he didn\rquote t care for being buggered OR forced to suck cock & swallow spunk, but the shagging of his sister seemed okay.  \par
\tab Teri, though, was all kinds of upset.  Both men had fucked her, pussy-mouth, and asshole.  Repeatedly.  Then her brother had boned her.  She was spanked until she couldn\rquote t stand it, then fucked in the ass and cunt while she sucked off on her brother\rquote s pud.\par
\tab For hours it had lasted.  In the end she was peed on before being left in a store room without her clothes (and mind.)  she would never be the same again.  She could not describe those who had assaulted her, not even under hypnosis.  Her brother could recall the two men, either.\par
\tab It was yet another incident of where the EMAD detectors had failed society.  But it was only the beginning\'85\par
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