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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 17\par
Cum Wars\par
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The First Stain\par
\tab He had seen the gray-silver high chromed Chevy at the rest stop, it filled his mind.  Ford had their T-birds and they were okay, but the Chevy\rquote s ruled the road as far as class.  To each his own; he took his left foot to the footrest and the right foot to the throttle.  His actions opened up the powerplant of the \rquote 56 and they thundered down highway to their new destination.\par
\tab There was a plan to his destination.  Someone he knew\par
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\tab Amberly Leigh Jough was the \ldblquote someone.\rdblquote   From high school.  Funny he hadn\rquote t brought her into his dreams.  Thru the years they had loosely kept touch, she was always wanting him to come to one of their high school reunions\emdash of course, he never did.\par
\tab At Junction 30 and Desert Hills Rd. he made the turn to Orangeville.  It was a sprawling town of 20,000\emdash so said the sign supported by various organizations at the entrance to the burg.  The city was nestled against rustic hills; a small lake to one side, small groves of trees to another.  An industrial plant and an inland Naval Installation were the top prizes for the small city, the lake and trees, high desert drew in tourist and fed the city coifers.\par
\tab Mack Nomad wasn\rquote t into any of that shit, just one person in particular.  Amberly Leigh Jough.  She had been a part of his life, a part of his fantasies.  She had been married and had a couple of kids; divorced she lived a quiet peaceful life in the small desert city.  She had a 1960 Corvette and a \rquote 69 almost restored Chevy Chevelle.  She had Mack\rquote s attention\'85\par
\tab Back in high school Mack and Amberly were\emdash friends.  She was of a good family, two older brothers and one younger.  Her Daddy was an engineer for an oil conglomerate and Mom was a part time real estate agent.  They were a \ldblquote Christian\rdblquote  family but\'85\par
\tab There were a few days in their last year of schooling whereas it was typical of many seniors to \ldblquote ditch\rdblquote  school.  Mack and Amberly enjoyed one another\rquote s company and went along with many of their classmates.  Of course, they \ldblquote ditched\rdblquote  their classmates, too.\par
\page\tab To the lake, to the beach, mountains, and some remote secluded places the seniors made off, too; Mack and Amberly were no exception but also had plans of their own.  When Mack needed a break from the wrecking yard of Mr. Schmuckman and a break from everyone else, he made for up the canyon.  A nifty river ran amok down thru the canyon, four thousand feet up a long winding road was a small town and a BIG lake.  Mack wasn\rquote t interested in the lake, he wasn\rquote t a fisherman type person.  His choice spots were along the river in secluded remote areas where Peace and Tranquility beat out worms and flies.\par
\tab He took Amberly to one of those places and after a few brewskies in her, they got naked and skinny dipped in one of the safe pools formed from the nearby river.  They made love under water, Amberly\rquote s first time.\par
\tab Er, correction, her first time making love UNDER water\'85\par
\tab When making love, Amerbly wanted the use of a condom.  Mack was cool with that, he\rquote d use a condom and bang her brains out\emdash after she SUCKED him and spread her cheeks for him.\par
\tab Even then, Mack had a way about him.  A natural integrated EMAD?\par
\tab One day at Amerbly\rquote s home he also had his way; the mother and oldest brother were present, too!  They were in the kitchen playing cards, Amberly was baking a cake.  In between baking, doing some dishes, Amerbly and Mack sat in the den playing cards of their own and talking about school and such.  At length, Mack conveyed in some phenomenal way for Amerbly to \ldblquote pull the crotch of\rdblquote  her tight, short, yellow knit shorts to one side.\par
\tab Amberly did so\emdash revealing just a hint of her blue panties.\par
\tab This soon led to the girl pulling the crotch of the panties to one side revealing virtually hairless twat.  Amberly was one of those gals who liked a smooth poon.  Mack was ready to sink his bone into her right then and there; somehow he managed to hold back and wait for a more opportune time.\par
\tab And that was only mere minutes away!\par
\tab As she made her way down the short hall to her bedroom\emdash Mack made a mental desire to have her pull her shorts and panties down.  And she did so.  She then made her turn into her bedroom with Mack close behind.  \par
\tab There was no time to waste\emdash Mack sunk his bone into her quim as she lay out stark naked on her bed.  His hand had to clamp tightly over her mouth to shush her as he pumped.\par
\tab She was NOT a virgin\emdash\lquote specially with three brothers around!\par
\page\tab Mental desires.\par
\tab It took him years, literally to fully comprehend that of what he had; and still even he was not too clear\emdash there was the When, How, and Where, and Why aspects that even to the present day eluded him.  But he knew (in the present day) that coupled with his bionic implants his \ldblquote mental desires\rdblquote  were more poignant.\par
\tab The When:  when working for Mr. Shcmuckman (high school time period) occasionally Mack got the task of taking one of the tow trucks to go fetch a stranded motorist\rquote s car out in the desert.  It was while on one of these runs that he encountered an adventure.\par
\tab It was an adventure of a life time.  He was sure of it.  But he couldn\rquote t remember any of it!  He only knew that it had happened and was taking years to actually figure out.\par
\tab The How:  by being a dumbass teenager with WAY too much curiosity.  Not finding the stranded motorist or the motorist actually got his vehicles going and left without telling anyone, or Mack missed the directions and the motorist called someone else\emdash Mack didn\rquote t know\emdash didn\rquote t care.  \par
\tab He knew (in present day) that he (in high school time) had gone into a Parallel Universe.  Not by choice.  Well\emdash maybe by choice\emdash dumbass choice, bold-blind choice.  What happened there on the Other Side he had no idea.  It was blacked-blanked out.  And about the time that he was about to garner the information he was in that accident that got him those nifty bionic implants!\par
\tab The Where:  desert area outside of his home town\emdash WAY the fuck out in the desert by the Lonesome Hills and, Dead Man Plateau, and Lost Canyon.  In all his years he had only made venture there, the first time.\par
\tab The Why:  because it was there\'85\par
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\tab Thru the years he never put it together until after his \ldblquote accident\rdblquote  and \ldblquote awakening.\rdblquote   After the implants were put upon him against his will and then he escaped\emdash well, it was about the time of the EMADs.  He found that his Mental Desires had more \ldblquote umph\rdblquote  to them.  Always he wanted to return to the Lonesome Hills of the Dead Man Plateau by the Lost Canyon, but he just never did\'85\par
\tab What he did do was make a phone call.\par
\tab And although he hadn\rquote t seen or even heard of Amberly in years, her voice was the same and she said that she would be pleased to see him.  She had no idea what was in store for her.\par
\page A wicked stain\par
\tab 10AM meeting with the regents at the school; a lunch meeting with the city mayor; a 3PM meeting with the church folk; evening dinner with church leader.  It wouldn\rquote t leave time for any foolishness.\par
\tab And that, he decreed, was what it was; foolishness.  He had no time for it; he was a professional, a man of God, a family man.  A family man.  A FAMILY man.\par
\tab He sighed.\par
\tab Leeann.\par
\tab Leeann was supposed to be a family woman, a mother, wife; professional type person herself who garnered extreme respect for her position and status as for the afore mentioned titles.  But she had gone that \ldblquote extra\rdblquote  mile in her pursuit to SAVE her family.  And in doing so had dragged him into the depths of depravity.\par
\tab But he had gone willingly\emdash so far as he knew.  He understood, in part, that it was repressed\emdash no, suppressed desires that he so enjoyed.  And he did understand that maybe she WAS saving him from molesting his children; there were those times where torrid thoughts of enjoying sexually his children filled him to the point of where he had orgasms.\par
\tab So maybe she was helping.\par
\tab But at what cost?\par
\tab Denise and Erica were certainly\emdash were certainly\emdash good fucks.\par
\tab There was no denying that.  Denise had pleased him and he loved it.  Every bit of it; spanking her, fucking her three holes, peeing on her, eating her pussy, spanking and fucking and everything.\par
\tab And then Erica.  She was younger and thrilled him just as much as had Denise.  And he had to guess that his male lust was somewhat satiated by having his way with her.  Somewhat.\par
\tab And it was that \ldblquote somewhat\rdblquote  that led to Franny.\par
\tab Franny?\par
\tab Yea, Franny Vickers, age ten.\par
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\tab Leeann still seemed to fret about her husband\rquote s lustful desires and possible unnatural lecherous pursuits unto their children\emdash their own children.  She insisted that she was \ldblquote saving\rdblquote  the family.  Maybe she was, Ben had studied psychology in all its various forms but couldn\rquote t for the life of himself figure out his wife!\par
\tab Had she possibly seen him caressing the girls a little more than he should?  He had taken great strives to engage in the \ldblquote extra\rdblquote  caressing when she was out of the room.  Had the girls talked?  Naw, he didn\rquote t think so.\par
\page\tab What he did was common, but with just a little \ldblquote extra\rdblquote  involved.\par
\tab What about when making love\emdash to Leeann?  Did he blurt out their names?  Did she see in his eyes his desires of lust when the girls streaked about the house naked, pranced about the house in their underwear?  Maybe she was saving him from them after all.  Maybe.\par
\tab But at the expense of others?\par
\tab That was the biggie.  A nut grabber.  But the desires overwhelmed the regret.  Denise still filled his mind and at times\emdash he wished he still had her!  He desired her to be in his basement; naked, tied up, with her legs and mouth open!\par
\tab Her desired the same for Erica, too.  With her he had been even a little rougher\emdash the spanking, peeing, and jamming his cock into her pussy, mouth, and asshole.  He seemed captivated by watching his cum ooze out of her orifices.  It was a scene implanted in his mind he wanted repeated.\par
\tab And occasionally, he saw not Denise or Erica, but Amber, Bonnie, and even four year old little Caitlin!  In his mind he saw his seven year old with her legs open; her bald beaver glistening with his cum spew.  She was grinning and saying \ldblquote Thank you, Daddy, can I have some more?\rdblquote  \par
\tab For five year old Bonnie he saw her in his mind naked, bent over, and cum dripping from her asshole.  Her sweet little face looking down between her legs grinning at him blurting, \ldblquote That was good, Daddy, can we do it again?\rdblquote\par
\tab Then try as he might he couldn\rquote t block the image of his precious little wonder who had almost not made it into the world; her birth had been difficult and the doctor had very nearly caused her death by using salad forks to pull her out!  But she had survived only to be thought of sexually by her Daddy.  Her young naked body completely coated in his juices, most of which was on her face and in her mouth.  She was the quiet child, despite her young age, she didn\rquote t talk a lot and that was thought due to her rough entry into the world.  But it was just her.\par
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\tab Franny Vickers.\par
\tab Franny Vickers, age ten, was a cute little girl with a very tan body; brown hair pulled back into a dangling pony tail with not pink but green ribbons.  She wore dainty emerald earrings, too.  Being ten, a girl, and in the Age of Depravity, she was adorned with the latest EMAD detectors as well as other various forms of Assault Alerts and Protection Devices.  Being ten and in a mall setting she was easily distracted, too.\par
\page\tab Being equipped with EMAD detectors and other devices to alert others she was being assaulted, there was the usual problem of said devices having a requirement\emdash power.  Most EMAD devices and alert devices required batteries of some sort.  Most were long lasting while others had a relative short life span.  Franny Vickers had been \ldblquote alerted\rdblquote  that one of her EMAD detectors was in need of a battery.  She was responsible for her detectors and preventors and quickly hustled off to the nearby mall store that catered primarily to the male population of Earth.\par
\tab But there, too, were girls\rquote  stuff\emdash perfumes, clothes, and jewelry were at the store\rquote s three main entrances with just one for the guys.  Franny flew quickly towards the department area where she would find what she needed\emdash but on her way\'85\par
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\tab Hubcaps for a \rquote 79 lawn tractor--$59.99 for a set of four.\par
\tab All-in-One Ratchet set #1--------$49.50\par
\tab Weather-All Weather Stripping-$12.99\par
\tab Air Freshening Kit----------------$29.90\par
\tab Spare Tire Cover------------------$21.97\par
\tab Grand Total------------------------$174.35  (plus tax)\par
\tab He didn\rquote t need underwear, he didn\rquote t need shoes or socks; he didn\rquote t need any pens, paper, computer stuff.  He needed a set of hubcaps for his riding lawn mower; the first set of the all-in-one ratchet set collection, weather stripping for the back porch door; air freshening kit for his Chevy\rquote s air conditioning; a spare tire cover for the spare tire in the Chevy\rquote s trunk (boot.)\par
\tab It was after one o\rquote clock; there was the dinner at the Martins, but that was at \ldblquote around\rdblquote  six, which meant show up \ldblquote around\rdblquote  five, chit-chat for an hour, eat, chit-chat some more, go home.  Slowly he made his way to the Center Court where he was to meet his spouse.\par
\tab Along the way he spotted Subjects.  Various subjects that he saw could easily be in his basement.  He saw them there, naked, tied up, sprawled out, coated in his love cream, begging for me of his fuckmeat, his cum.\par
\tab Teenage girls, fourteen to eighteen.  Tight jeans, loose skirts, short-shorts, barely there and it was to little wonder why these girls were \ldblquote statistics\rdblquote !  of course, the other side argued that they (the skimpy cladded girls) had every right to wear whatever they wanted.\par
\tab And they did, true, but they ran the risk of tantalizing the opposite sex!  Some flaunted it while others tried to be more subtle.  Some went out of their way and went ALL THE WAY in adorning themselves to attract the male lust\emdash and some didn\rquote t.\par
\tab Then, of course, were the younger ones.\par
\tab They were in a class all by themselves.\par
\tab They were usually exceptionally pretty, they had a different style about them; their innocence, too, was a draw.  And in the Day and Age of Depraved Pedophiles in Public, young girls still wore inappropriate clothing.  It was too much for Ben, seeing three young girls in TIGHT clothing, one in a tight skirt that was also too short for her.  As he made for the Food Court to meet his wife he side checked and noted that one particular girl also had a chest\emdash but at her obvious tender age she was too young to sport such an adoration and she had to be \ldblquote stuffed.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote I\rquote d like to stuff her!\rquote  Ben noted in his mind.  Quickly he saw her sprawled on her stomach on his kids\rquote  bare mattress, her bare behind a nice shade of red from the belting he had lashed her; his cock rock hard and pulsing, \ldblquote Here comes Daddy!\rdblquote  he exclaimed.\par
\tab He bumped into a lady.  Two ladies\emdash she was ONE lady but the size of TWO!  He apologized, she grumbled something and embarrassingly Ben scampered quickly out of the store and hot footed it to the central court/food court.\par
\tab Every girl of whatever age he saw he saw in his basement; tied up, naked, and drenched in his cream.  Closing his eyes didn\rquote t help.  He heard them, smelled them, and bumped into them.  He felt like a drunk person, there was no where to sit and he couldn\rquote t locate his dear wife.\par
\tab Frustrated after several minutes he remembered, \ldblquote If I don\rquote t see you here (food court) I\rquote ll be in the car.\rdblquote   Leeann hated waiting as much as he did.  He usually knew what he was after when he came shopping, he usually got what he was after and made no bones about it and was generally done shopping thirty minutes after he had began.  So he usually wound up sitting out the rest of his time with the other husbands who had been dragged into shopping with their wives at the mall\rquote s centralized food court.\par
\tab Ben sloughed his way out to the parking garage\rquote s 2\super nd\nosupersub  level to find his wife in the car.  After depositing his gear in the trunk and sloughing into the driver\rquote s position, Leeann asked \ldblquote how was your shopping?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Good,\rdblquote  he replied, and before he could explain what he had bought, \par
\tab\ldblquote I got a little extra.\rdblquote  She was smiling with a Devil\rquote s grin; made a head nod to the backseat area.  Ben checked and under the shopping sacks to find a curled up little girl of ten, Franny Vickers.\par
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the third stain\par
\tab Erica\par
\tab For a time he thought he had done irreparable damage to the girl, not just to her cunny and asshole; but for a time she was unresponsive\emdash her eyes were open but they had stopped blinking.  She breathed and had a pulse/heart beat, but she didn\rquote t respond to verbal or other means of stimuli.\par
\tab This of course, was after much ado about humping the girl\rquote s pussy and asshole\emdash repeatedly.  And between such humps there was the inevitable spanking.  Ben found himself \ldblquote getting off\rdblquote  more on the spanking than the actual penetration!\par
\tab But after a couple of days (three) in captivity, it was time to \ldblquote let her go.\rdblquote   Once more the trek out to the high desert was made and out on the lone junction road(s) to the same place where a previous cock pleasing girl had been deposited.  It had been a couple of weeks and so deemed safe.  Ben worried and took his time while peeing to scan the area\emdash but it was the dead of night and not a soul in sight.\par
\tab Of course, that didn\rquote t mean squat in the day and age of high technology; he knew that on any one of the nearby hill tops some fuck with a power scope could see his every move, even every drop of his urine.\par
\tab After his pee he and Leeann removed Erica from the car.\par
\tab And one more time did Ben \ldblquote put it to her\rdblquote , his cock was raging hard after pulling the child out; Leeann \ldblquote positioned\rdblquote  her saying \ldblquote One for the road?\rdblquote\par
\tab Ben was only too happy to oblige and as he made anal entry he gave less a fuck if anyone with a power scope was watching.\par
\tab While humping Erica, Ben leaned in to kiss his wife; Leeann held the naked Erica tightly locking her head between her legs to enjoy the smooch from her horny hubby.  It only intensified the hump of Erica and Ben power fucked the girl until she finally began to wail.\par
\tab Gobs of hot splooge oozed out of her hole, Ben\rquote s legs were wobbly and he had no strength.  Leeann had to slap the girl\rquote s face to keep her wailing to a minimum, \ldblquote HUSH!\rdblquote   the girl hushed she was so stricken with fear and distress.  Ben could do nothing but toy with his \ldblquote toy\rdblquote  sitting on the warm gravely ground of the desert.  Leeann pulled the stricken child to the other side of the car, to do what Ben had no idea.\par
\tab After a time the sensation of his cock settle, some.  The night was getting on and was actually \ldblquote morning.\rdblquote   Walking around the Chevy he found Erica on the ground silently whimpering.\par
\tab Leeann was straddled over the girl\rquote s face\'85\par
\tab Pulling up her slacks Leeann quipped, \ldblquote I-I had to pee,\rdblquote  pause, \ldblquote and I didn\rquote t see fit to waste it.\rdblquote\par
\tab Oh.\par
\tab After she had collected herself they carried the naked child to the underground power substation and deposited her there.  She was told that in a little while someone would be by to rescue her.  \ldblquote Be good, say nothing, and we wont have to come get you again.\rdblquote\par
\tab Ben gulped, \lquote again?\rquote  was she serious.  His wife, he didn\rquote t know her!\par
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\tab At the desert hub city they once more placed a call alerting the local constabulary of Erica\rquote s whereabouts.  While they had their coffee at the eatery three desert patrol cars sped to that locale.  Ben and Leeann waited a few minutes and then left.\par
\tab And again, half way home they got the \ldblquote urge\rdblquote , pulled over and fucked in the backseat until the sun rose!\par
\tab And once home before the girls came home the two made love in the shower, then in their bed whereupon they WERE busted by the sudden appearance of their offspring\emdash and for the first time it seemed to be alright for the kids to come bounding in on them.  Leeann seemed all a glee with the presence of her children\emdash as was Ben.  But Ben and Leeann were naked and in the after-throws of having engaged in hot-hot sex.  But the children were on the bed and Leeann didn\rquote t seem to be in a hurry to scurry them off.  Ben was curious\emdash and still had a raging boner. \par
\tab While the girls bounced on the bed telling all about their stayover and gramma\rquote s and granpa\rquote s Ben \ldblquote copped\rdblquote  a feel.  Of Amber, Bonnie, and Caitlin.  Just an ass feel, but with Bonnie there was more.  The usually calm and quiet one jumped about in glee on the bed but was still not out of character.  She and her older sister Amber rambled on and on about their stay at the grandparents, Bonnie occupied space on her Daddy\rquote s lap never the wiser of his cock under the bedding poking her ass\'85\par
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\tab Franny\par
\tab She had peed her pants, but that was a given.  Ben could hardly concentrate on his driving; not another one!  And even YOUNGER than the others.  He couldn\rquote t see himself actually doing anything with her\emdash she was too young\emdash\lquote just too damn young!\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What, dear?\rdblquote  Leeann asked.\par
\tab He hadn\rquote t realized he had spoken aloud.  Shaking his head he made some remark about a sermon he was drumming up.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Uh, Genesis\emdash nineteen,\rdblquote  verse 31.\par
\tab She said nothing but nodded her head, the wife of a minister/missionary also was familiar with the biblical passages.  Behind them in the floorboard Franny whimpered.\par
\tab In the basement she whimpered more.\par
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\tab Ben found himself scarcely able to contain himself.  It was madness!  Madness!  But the girl was pretty.  Even prettier when Leeann undressed her.  She tossed the child\rquote s purple undies to him, they were soaked with her urine.  Ben licked his lips then fondled the panties; his eyes fluttered and there was spillage in his underwear.\par
\tab Leeann surprised Ben even more with her positioning herself on her knees.  She was askew of him and while he continued to molest the panties to his delight, his wife pulled down his slacks to molest him!\par
\tab Into her mouth she worked his organ; Ben rocked on the balls of his feet fully immersing his cock into his wife\rquote s mouth.  It felt good.  She didn\rquote t often (seldom) suck his cock.  She seldom (if ever) was nasty in any way\emdash but of late, since the acquisition of Denise and then Erica, she had become bolder.\par
\tab Ben then saw the newest acquisition\emdash Franny.  The very tan little girl lay on her back, naked, sitting propped up on her elbows watching the oral action before her.  She had some titties, not much, but some.  She stared and stared with mouth agape.  Ben rocked and worked his cock fully into his wife\rquote s mouth casually wondering if she would eventually relent and let him do to her asshole what he was doing to her mouth!?\par
\tab Leeann not only worked his cock but fondled his balls then caressed his ass.  Ben reeled and couldn\rquote t believe the incredible feeling he was enjoying.  Was it because his somewhat frigid wife was finally sucking him, finally being a little naughty?  Or was it because a naked ten year old was present?\par
\tab A little from Column A and little from Column B\'85\par
\tab Before the expected fullness of enjoyment could come, Leeann led her bubby (by his dick) to the bare mattress and the frozen Franny.  The young girl tightened up her young nude body, her face of concern.\par
\tab\ldblquote Spread your legs.\rdblquote  Leeann said to her.\par
\tab Franny\rquote s mouth fell open.  She firstly stared at Leeann, and then to Ben\emdash then to Ben\rquote s cum dripping cock.\par
\tab She shook her head NO and tried backing up on the mattress.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do as you are told or you get a spanking.\rdblquote  Leeann warned.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you want a spanking?\rdblquote  Leeann asked.\par
\page\tab The frightened child closed her mouth, pursed her lips, trembled, and then peed a little.  Ben focused on her cunny; just a few hairs were coming in, nice finite blond hairs.  The \ldblquote mound\rdblquote  of her cunny was not unlike other poons, not unlike his own girls.  Licking his lips he went down.  Franny opened her legs, moaned or groaned something, then sobbed.\par
\tab Ben immersed himself, or his tongue rather, into the girl\rquote s cunt; it was soft, musty, and \ldblquote wet\rdblquote  (from peeing.)  Ben didn\rquote t care, he licked, lapped, and sucked on the pussy; worked his cock into a fever pitch and when he thought he would bust pulled himself up between the girl\rquote s legs with Leeann guiding his cock into her crevice!\par
\tab The sensation of breaking yet another virgin pussy was spectacular.  It was more than he could imagine.  Being so young, though, only part of his cock made entry\emdash the rest would come later when she was more broken in.\par
\tab Leeann stroked her hubby\rquote s cock as he fucked the young girl, caressed his ass and held his balls as he did his thing.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is it good, baby?\rdblquote  she asked.\par
\tab Ben couldn\rquote t recall what he said, his mind was locked in the incredible sensation of the sin!  She was young, pretty, and virginal.  It was a pity to see her face screwed up with tears and distress.  Ben humped her little gash until the pivotal moment arrived then spilled as much as possible INTO her crevice with the remainder all over.\par
\tab\ldblquote Make her suck it, Benny.\rdblquote  Leeann said.\par
\tab Ben under the command of his wife scooted up the naked distressed child, \ldblquote Suck me.\rdblquote  he told her.\par
\tab There was no way.\par
\tab Franny freaked, thrashed, wailed and then was suddenly stunned into submission by having her legs lifted and a series of serious swats to her tender skin was lauded.\par
\tab Ben had seldom seen his dear wife giving discipline in such a manner to their own kids; apparently, she had no qualms about giving such to someone else\rquote s kid.\par
\tab Franny opened her mouth.  She was still frightened, still distressed, but opened her mouth and took the \ldblquote offering.\rdblquote\par
\tab It was soiled, it smelled, it was sticky, and \ldblquote peed\rdblquote  into her mouth.\par
\tab Franny retched, gagged, made faces, and very nearly hurled.  Ben took pity on her and humped the sides of her face, her nose, and then the top of her head having his balls scrunched up on her forehead.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you want to try her from behind?\rdblquote\par
\tab Ben had to think, \ldblquote from behind?\rdblquote  ohhhhh\par
\page\tab His cock was still rock hard, he nodded and tried to smile.  His wife he thought he knew.  She had changed.  For the better?  The worse?  Somewhere in between?  Was there an in between?\par
\tab Ben scooted off of the child and stood stroking his member while his wife he thought he knew talked to the naked child, talking to her and smacking her bare ass when she didn\rquote t immediately obey.\par
\tab On the bare mattress Franny came to be on her hands and knees; knees spread wide, face down, ass up.  Ben took a moment to admire the ass and then he took his tongue to it, to the crack and especially the hole.  It reeked of funk but that was normal.  It was clean and he lathered the rim up with as much spittle as he could.  \par
\tab He was ready.\par
\tab Before making anal entry, though, Leeann applied some of Ben\rquote s cum to the girl\rquote s rectum, then like she had done to her poon\emdash guided her husband\rquote s dong to her backdoor.\par
\tab The backdoor was just as virginal as the front.  But the muscle there was a little more giving and with some very deliberate effort the head of his cock and two inches disappeared.  Franny was all kinds of upset and didn\rquote t mind the spanking she received while she was being butt humped.  She cried relentlessly into the pillow but could only endure the fuck.\par
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\tab When the \ldblquote fuck\rdblquote  was done she was blindfolded and taken upstairs.  Leeann\rquote s idea.  Ben picked up his clothes, the girl\rquote s clothes, and followed.  The Wiccked kids were conveniently out of the house for the day and night; staying at friends\rquote  house or gramma\rquote s.  \par
\tab Franny was led to the master bathroom where the blindfold was removed.  She was escorted into the shower and Ben followed suit.  Leeann left them and Ben found himself with a desire he had desired for a long, long time\emdash to be naked in the shower with a girl.\par
\tab He had given baths to his three girls and that was fine, but always had he harbored the illicit thought of bathing with them.  Little Franny clutched her hands together, holding them up at her chest.  \par
\tab Ben turned the child around, facing the wall with the spigot and controls.  He then dropped to his knees behind her, smoothed his hands up and down her side and lusted heavily.  Slowly he applied soap to the child, but mostly spent time fingering out her young poon.  Franny remained standing with her hands clutched at her chest.\par
\tab\ldblquote Listen up, sweetie,\rdblquote  Ben cooed to her in a whisper, \ldblquote you do as you\rquote re told, do whatever you are told to do and she want spank you.\rdblquote\par
\tab But Franny wailed almost breaking.\par
\page\tab Ben hugged her and she peed. \par
\tab The water cascaded over the two of them and Ben continued his caressing of her as well as cooing.  At length she understood with the nod of her pretty head.  \ldblquote turn around\rdblquote  he told her.\par
\tab Franny nervously complied.\par
\tab Ben hugged her again, this time caressing her butt.\par
\tab Soon his cock was once more raging to the point of not being able to contain itself\emdash in that it was cumming off without him.  And though he did want to waste any of his love cream down the drain, he spent a moment more kissing the girl\emdash his tongue deep inside her mouth and he hugged her tightly.\par
\tab When he saw the shadow (of his wife) in the bedroom he stood and was in some sort of near-fear.  Somewhere in his mind he dredged up a similar episode\emdash it had been in the news.  A man\rquote s wife had set up her husband for some reason or other\emdash about a divorce he wasn\rquote t granting, she wanted the kids and house and car and all his dreams.  When he wouldn\rquote t give in, she relented\emdash sorta.  \par
\tab After a time when the rampant sexual depravity raged across the land, she did unto her hubby what Leeann was doing\emdash\ldblquote acquiring\rdblquote  children for him to fuck!\par
\tab But it was all a set up.\par
\tab And Ben recalled that the man had been caught IN THE SHOWER with a ten year old girl.  They were naked and the girl had been well fucked.  In the bedroom was not the willing wife but a small army of police.\par
\tab No one believed the man when he said the wife had set him up, that the wife had been the one bringing him children.  He was IN THE SHOWER with a ten year old girl!\par
\tab But Leeann poked her head into the bathroom,\par
\tab\ldblquote Everything ok?\rdblquote  she asked.\par
\tab Ben still a little shaken by the remarkable coincidence stood with his cock against the girl\rquote s head.  Leeann watched for a moment and then went on.  Ben stood and took a moment before stepping out.  The images of the man in the news filled his mind.  He listened\emdash he held his breath and daringly peeked into the bedroom.\par
\tab No cops.\par
\tab He sighed\emdash but now he was on his guard.\par
\tab Out of the shower stepped Franny, \ldblquote I-I gotta pee.\rdblquote  she said quietly.\par
\tab Ben stared at her and then guided her nude wet body to the toilet.  \par
\tab While she peed, Ben got horny and into her mouth he went.\par
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\tab The hum of the air conditioner almost soothed him.\par
\tab Almost.\par
\tab His stomach rumbled, not from hunger but from whatever than green-yellow crap was from dinner.  Meetings, meetings, meetings.  His life was nothing but a series of meetings.  But it was his profession, in a way.  He was the one to \ldblquote clear the way\rdblquote , to get a firm footing on the events he was to pursue during whatever speech or sermon he was to give/preach.\par
\tab It had been a long-long day.  The plane ride had been a bit much, the mob at the airport, the non-English taxi driver, then the endless meetings, lunches, dinners.  Two more days of it, too.  Two more days and then home.\par
\tab He missed his girls, he loved them.  He did.  They were his life.\par
\tab And his wife.\par
\tab His wife.\par
\tab He thought he knew her\emdash but apparently he did not.\tab\par
\tab Two days prior he had been \ldblquote in the shower\rdblquote  with a ten year old girl.  Afterwards they went into the bedroom where the wife he thought he knew was waiting for them.  An assortment of \ldblquote items\rdblquote  was waiting for them, too.  The items were not for Ben, thankfully, but for the unfortunate Franny.\par
\tab After Franny was laid out on the master bed, of which a terrycloth bath towel was also laid out and the girl laid on that\emdash then it was conveyed to Ben from Leeann to \ldblquote prep\rdblquote  her.\par
\tab The prepping merely involved more of the same\emdash licking out the girl\rquote s near virgin cunny; working it with fingers, thumbs, tongue, and nose and then the cock.  But no full vaginal penetration, that was saved for the \ldblquote items.\rdblquote\par
\tab The items:  a long twelve inch red dinner candle; a long neck wine bottle; and a banana.  There, too, was a jar of petroleum jelly.  The unfortunate girl on the bed had no idea what was to transpire\emdash but Ben did.\par
\tab And what was most disturbing was that Leeann had apparently put a lot of preplanning thought into the deed.  Ben\rquote s thoughts were if kidnapping a girl for sexual pleasure and gratification\emdash then do so; take her, strip her, fuck her, dump her.\par
\tab Holding her legs back Ben watched in awe as his \ldblquote clothed\rdblquote  wife lubricated Franny\rquote s cunt and asshole, then applied with slow pressure the candle stick.  When Franny twisted and otherwise fussed, she was stricken with a harsh quick smack to her vulnerable tender ass.\par
\tab Ben sat perched on his knees holding Franny\rquote s legs, his cock hard as a rock\emdash waiting.\par
\page\tab And he didn\rquote t have to wait long.\par
\tab Leeann made insertions of the various items into Franny\rquote s cunt AND asshole; the twelve inch candle stick was eased into her cunny only part way but amazingly all but two inches went into her backdoor!\par
\tab The wine bottle neck Ben feared would break off in the girl\rquote s pussy or asshole, but didn\rquote t.  Leeann made slow penetration of the bottle, twisting and shoving it in as far as possible, and then fucking the girl with it to further \ldblquote break\rdblquote  her in.\par
\tab The banana was the last item.\par
\tab In between \ldblquote insertions\rdblquote  the girl\rquote s cunt and asshole were reapplied with lube gel as well as a great deal of probing and fingering.  Ben\rquote s cock was ready to explode.\par
\tab After the banana, it was Ben\rquote s turn.\par
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\tab Ben\rquote s turn.\par
\tab He knew he was a monster.  Gleefully he had put his cock to the girl, humped the gash and then made entry into her.  The girl cried out, she made faces of distress but mostly Ben saw not fear, not distress, but hurt.  He didn\rquote t like that look.\par
\tab But he did like the pleasure that stemmed from the girl\rquote s tight cunt.\par
\tab And while he devirginized Franny his wife spanked him!\par
\tab Ben\rquote s turn.\par
\tab He gave the girl the fucking of a lifetime, her\rquote s or his he wasn\rquote t sure.  He fucked and fucked, pumped and pumped, humped and humped until there was no more to give.  Almost all of his cock, like the candle, had made entry into her.  Her pussy was sore for days.\par
\tab He had given his all humping her snatch, he was too exhausted to go another round and lay off on his backside heaving.  Leeann scooped the child up and carried her into the bathroom.  The shower came to life and Ben fell asleep.\par
\tab When he awoke with a startle he lay very still.  His mind was abuzz with confusion.  A sheet lay over him, he was nude, his cock tingled and slowly he began to realize what had happened.  Turning his head to the nightstand he saw the digital read out of the clock telling him that it was 3:30 in the morning.\par
\tab Turning his head to the right he saw the sleeping form of his wife.\par
\tab Between lay the still nude body the slumbering Franny.\par
\page\tab For a long while he lay still\emdash it was 4:15 in fact before he moved.  All the while he thought of Denise, his neighbor, Bonnie, Erica, and then everyone else of the feminine persuasion.  Naked, in their panties, on their knees\'85\par
\tab Slowly he rolled onto his side, his hand somewhat trembling sliding up and down the sleeping child\rquote s body.  Slowly his tingling cock came back to life.  Leeann slept on.  There were no cops\'85\par
\tab There was no backdoor humping, her hole was tight, clear, and he didn\rquote t feel like disturbing her or his wife.  But he satisfied himself just the same with humping against her ass, caressing her bare skin and reveling in what he had had and what he would do.\par
\tab By noon of that day he HAD managed his cock into her asshole\emdash with Leeann\rquote s help.  The candle stick, wine bottle, banana, and ever popular cucumber helped pave the way for Ben\rquote s dick.  She was nailed in the bedroom on the floor on her hands and knees.  Leeann had gone to work leaving Ben alone with the girl for several hours.  He fed her, showered her (and \ldblquote fed\rdblquote  her again) then put her on his bed while he worked on her asshole.\par
\tab Leeann came home for lunch, but skipped actually noshing on sustenance and helped her hubby sodomize the ten year old.  Leeann wore a smart kinda yellow pant suit.  She stripped if off, jewelry and all and somewhat \ldblquote joined in\rdblquote  on the fun.\par
\tab A generous application of anal lube helped, a slathering of petroleum jelly smeared on Ben\rquote s cock also helped and amazingly he managed all but two inches of his manly schlong into the girl\rquote s asshole.\par
\tab The feeling derived from such an event was incredible\emdash just incredible.  He knew\emdash inasmuch as he had fucked Denise\rquote s virgin pussy, mouth, and asshole, that a ten year old girl\rquote s virgin orifices were good, too.\par
\tab And for the rest of the day he fucked and fucked and fucked FDranny Vickers\emdash pussy, mouth, and asshole.  She was showered, dried, spanked, and probed repeatedly until Ben practically passed out from the marathon.\par
\tab At midnight Franny was loaded up in the Chevy and taken out to a new locale, still out to the high desert but just on the outskirts of a small almost remote town.  She was left nude, hands tied, and told to stay until sunrise.  She was two miles from the highway, one mile from the town.\par
\tab On the way back home a little fright came when \ldblquote lights\rdblquote  filled the Chevy\rquote s interior\emdash a cop car from behind.  Ben was in a near fatal panic.  Leeann\rquote s reaction was one of repose.\par
\tab The officer, though, was not after for ditching a child in the desert,\par
\tab\ldblquote Sir, do you know why you\rquote re being pulled over?\rdblquote\par
\tab Fifteen miles over the speed limit.  Ten bucks per mile, court costs, a day wasted in driver\rquote s training to avoid a point against his insurance.  But the officer was nice and admired the car.  Ben nervously gave the officer the line that he (and his wife) were just on their way home from a car show in Las Vegas.  The cop bought and waved the ticket,\par
\tab\ldblquote Please be mindful of your speed, sir,\rdblquote  he said, \ldblquote wouldn\rquote t want to see this fine thing in the scrap heap.\rdblquote\par
\tab Ben drove home at five miles UNDER the speed limit, said nothing and went straight to bed after arrival.\par
\tab The following day he had to prep for an out of town event\emdash preachings, meetings, more preachings, more meetings.  He hoped the business of \ldblquote saving his family\rdblquote  had come to an end.  Somehow, though, he knew that it hadn\rquote t.\par
\tab What could he expect when he returned home?  What would his wife he thought he knew come up with next?  How old\emdash er, how YOUNG would be the NEXT subject?\par
\tab He had to put a stop to it.  Inasmuch as he surely DID enjoy deflowering virgins, it had to come to an end.  Or at least go back to teenage girls\'85\par
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Fourth stain\par
\tab For a long while he lay in the hotel room listening to the hum of air conditioner.  His balls ached.  His stomach rumbled, his cock yearned.  Stroking it off didn\rquote t help.  He knew that down the street was an Adult Video store\emdash it had various videos and \ldblquote items\rdblquote  of pleasure.  From the hotel he could also enjoy videos on demand on the television\emdash but that would leave a \lquote record\rquote  and he didn\rquote t want that.\par
\tab He needed an aspirin.  And then something strong to wash it down.  All there was was a warm soda left on the night stand.  Down the hall at the crossway by elevators was an ice machine and soda/snack machine.   He found while rummaging thru his suitcase not only his travel bag of ill-goods but a pair of panties!\par
\tab No, two pair\'85\par
\tab No, three\'85\par
\tab No, there were five pairs of panties\emdash soiled, too!\par
\tab One pair was kinda small and he didn\rquote t believe they were Franny\rquote s.  he recalled Franny\rquote s as being purple anyways.  They were too small for Denise, and he didn\rquote t believe them to be Erica\rquote s, either.\par
\tab He stared at them and in the desk lamp light he knew the panties.  He was familiar with them\emdash they were Amber\rquote s panties, he\rquote s seven year old daughter!\par
\tab And then he made the other find.\par
\tab The EMAD.\par
\tab A little note was attached, \ldblquote use with care\rdblquote\par
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The final mission\'85\par
\tab It was sacrilegious.  No beyond that\emdash but what was beyond \ldblquote sacrilegious\rdblquote ?  what was beyond screwing (and liking it) your own children?  He tried very hard NOT to like screwing his girls, but the pleasure was too much to deny.\par
\tab His cock had made 90 percent entry into his youngest daughter\rquote s cunt\emdash it did so with a lot of effort.  His cock, too, at that point was overly sensitized and in dire agony.  The pleasure, though, was still there when he came.  By the time he was slamming his cock up into his ten year old child\rquote s pussy, his mind was gone.\par
\tab The madman smiled with sneers and leers watching as Daddy Mission fucked his young daughter.  The man had already cum so much that a slick non-white goo slathered his cock and balls, and daughter\rquote s bloodied pussy.  His hands were tight on her ass flesh as he continually slammed up into her as she lay nakedly on him.  Oldest daughter, Judy, and middle daughter, Jolene were locked in a 69er on the ground before the madman, this after they had sucked their brother off getting him to cum in their mouths.  \par
\tab While they licked each other, the madman made anal entry into the boy\'85\par
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\tab John Mission lay in a funk, his body and mind.  There were a jillion thoughts exploding in his mind.  Slowly he realized that his naked child was on him, sniveling and clutching at his sweaty skin.  His eyes fluttered as he withdrew his cock\emdash the head of his cock where ten thousand super sensitive nerve endings were erupted in a massive gathering of tingalation.\par
\tab Gently easing Jennifer off of him he nearly lost his breath as he outside daughter Judy up against her brother being sodomized.  The boy even had his hands on his sister\rquote s ass\emdash he was pumping, too.\par
\tab Of course, John knew that the madman was forcing him to.\par
\page\tab A few minutes later and Judy pulled away, rubbing her ass, fingering her hole; sister Jolene took up position nextly; gliding her brother\rquote s prong into her virgin shitter.  The boy appeared to be in agony; John\rquote s eyes were cloudy and couldn\rquote t see clearly but guessed the madman still had the hunting knife to his son\rquote s testicles.\par
\tab Jolene made a lot of faces as her brother\rquote s dick invaded her asshole, but she endured and after a few minutes pulled away to curl up on the ground by her sister.  She curled up in the fetal position and lay still, sobbing all the while.\par
\tab That was when Judy exploded.  She charged the madman and managed to push her brother away; a long shooting strand of cum spewed from the madman\rquote s cock; his cock was coated in blood and poo stains.  The cum strand squirted into Judy\rquote s eyes; the madman smacked her face and sent her sprawling.  He was no longer interested in the boy but wrestled Judy until he was on top of her; wrenching her head back he came up with his bloodied hunting knife and drew it across her throat.\par
\tab John was half way to his stricken daughter when he had to stop.\par
\tab\ldblquote Another step and she bleeds.\rdblquote  said the man with the knife.\par
\tab John knew it was useless talking to the man, he stopped and waited.\par
\tab\ldblquote Bring the boy,\rdblquote  said the man with a sneer, \ldblquote git \lquote im on his mudder.\rdblquote\par
\tab John nearly sank, it was bad enough to have sexual relations with his girls, now the boy had to get involved with his mother.  And as much as the madmna\rquote s cock was coated in blood and poo, so was young Jason\rquote s.  The boy\rquote s mother was still unconscious and had to be \ldblquote positioned\rdblquote  by the naked cum dripping John.  Her legs were spread open and the boy had to lay on her, hump the twat that had bore him and after a few minutes of watching his sisters on either side fingering themselves he got hard enough to insert his cock and fuck.\par
\tab He fucked slow, his Mom\rquote s cunt not as tight as his sisters\rquote  assholes.\par
\tab The madman pulled Judy back, his cock up her ass, his blade still at her throat.  After a few minutes of humping his Mom, the boy was redirected to put his pud into Judy\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab The boy complied.\par
\tab The boys\rquote  Dad took a turn pumping his wife.  While he did so he caressed her face with concern; but was directed to suckle her titties and fuck.  Little Jennifer remained curled up tight on the ground.\par
\tab Jason came.\par
\page\tab It was a good cum; the boy shook and trembled all over, his sister of whom he was cumming in, somewhat enjoyed the fuck, too; but there was a man cock in her ass and a blade at her throat so the enjoyment level was greatly decreased.\par
\tab Jason pulled out, his cock coated in cream.  Up against his sister\rquote s tits he humped (under direction of the madman) before it went into his sister\rquote s mouth for a \ldblquote cleaning.\rdblquote\par
\tab Thereafter it was Jolene\rquote s turn.\par
\tab Jolene, though, had to sit on her Mom\rquote s face and lay down her boy; brother Jason then had to insert his cock into her pussy and fuck until he came.  Daddy John was slowly losing his mind.  While Jason fucked his sister, Daddy John fucked his son\'85\par
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\tab Just before sundown a forest ranger truck came along.  In the day and age of depravity and lunatics roaming free about the lands it wasn\rquote t safe to go alone, so Ranger trucks carried two rangers.  Both rangers had seen horrors before; especially victims after a fire\emdash but the scene they found at Vista Meadows was one of sheer horror.  It would take some time, too, to figure it out.\par
\tab A family of seven; two men, one woman, four children.  The men were tied to a tree, the woman tied over a log; the children tied together.  All were naked.  The young boy had been castrated.  The girls had their tongues removed, the youngest girl merely ten years young.  All had been brutally raped and sodomized.\par
\tab The lone woman had no mind, it was gone.  Her pussy had been well fucked, brutalized, and dry shaven.  Of the two men, one had his testicles severed, along with his tongue.  The other hung limply to a tree breathing hard and making mumblings.  The rangers stumbled about the scene trying to keep themselves from retching at the massacre.\par
\tab Ranger Kara DeLong pulled out her sidearm, \ldblquote The Perp might still be in the area, this blood\rquote s fresh.\rdblquote   Her partner, Dave Trainer, undone the two men while Kara took a long look around.\par
\tab The eldest girl seemed not only petrified but seemed to try and talk, only blood sputtered from her mouth; where her tongue had gone was no idea.  Kara tried to understand what the frightened girl was saying, she seemed so adamant\emdash then her wild blue eyes made searing stabbing looks to the two men being let down.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hold up, Dave, I think something\rquote s up.\rdblquote\par
\tab Too late.\par
\tab She got no response from her partner; turning her head she saw him by the family van\emdash his uniform pants and underwear at his ankles; behind him was the other man holding a blade to the man\rquote s throat\emdash the blade was coated in blood and a trickle of blood had already begun from Mark\rquote s throat.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck his dick!\rdblquote  said the man behind Mark.  The man smiled a sneer and leered.\par
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Small worlds\par
\tab Being recently divorced she had taken herself OFF the market.  Make no bones about it, she liked sex, she LOVED sex, but for a gal, she could do without the other assorted MALE hang-ups.  The divorce was okay and they were still friends, but he had a new life, a new cunt to fuck, and was in another city far away.  Fuck him.\par
\tab She still had the house, the car, and the son.\par
\tab She had a pissy job, bills, and a quaking quim.\par
\tab She had a small future, no hope of promotion, and a best friend.\par
\tab It was the best friend who helped her thru the transition of marriage to single life.  It was the best friend who was there for her\emdash for lunches, for cryings, for bitchings.  It was the best friend who was there to satisfy that quaking quim.\par
\tab Amberly Leigh Jough (pronounce HUFF and replace it with the \ldblquote J\rdblquote ) had a quaking quim that wouldn\rquote t quit.  Thankfully she had a friend\emdash a really GOOD friend\emdash who helped her out.  The first HELP was the friend \ldblquote Alice\rdblquote  taking her to a strip club\emdash a male strip club.  That did wonders for Amberly, wonders.\par
\tab Then there were the \ldblquote parties.\rdblquote\par
\tab The \ldblquote parties\rdblquote  were male orientated, too\emdash but the stripper didn\rquote t show until the very end.  During the party the gals enjoyed dildos.  Not just any dildo but specialized phallics\emdash long, slender, double dong, sleek, glass, pliable, life-like, and some with balls attached!\par
\tab The gals learned the fine technique of placing condoms onto a cock via their mouths.  They learned the finer techniques of fingerbanging, anal probing, blowjobs, power fucking, and scissor fucking.\par
\tab They watched films, videos, DVDs, and enjoyed hot tubbing.\par
\tab They enjoyed each other and had themselves quite the little orgy.\par
\tab The pizza delivery boy and then the Chinese delivery boy got \ldblquote action\rdblquote  too as the hot horny women coerced them into \ldblquote stripping\rdblquote  for their gratuity.  The two young delivery men did and enjoyed more than a generous \ldblquote tip.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab Now, hot, horny, recently divorced Amberly did not live the single life alone.  She had a son, fifteen year old, Allen.  And one day\emdash there\rquote s always a \ldblquote ONE DAY\rdblquote  aint there?  Well, ONE DAY, Amberly was in a \lquote mood\rquote  and came to visit her friend.  They had initially planned on going shopping that day but one of them forgot that the other had canceled.  Just who had canceled wasn\rquote t known\emdash they both had thought the other had and then rescheduled and so on.\par
\tab Anyways\'85\par
\tab Amberly knocked and waited.  Alice\rquote s car was in the drive.  Tommy\rquote s mountain bike up against the garage\emdash but there was no answer.  The house was a white stucco home surrounded by overgrown shrubs and tropical plants.  Like Amberly, Alice and son lived alone\emdash but not by choice, Alice\rquote s hubby had been killed in a vehicle accident.\par
\tab Amberly knocked, rang the doorbell (it wasn\rquote t functioning but Amberly didn\rquote t know that.)  and so, in the day and age where strange shit happened on a regular basis, she went in (she had a key.)\par
\tab All was quiet\emdash too quiet.  It was early in the day but drapes and curtains were pulled and closed.  Nothing was in disarray, though; all was neat and tidy.\par
\tab Slowly she made her way down the hallway, pausing when she heard what sounded like\emdash giggling?  Laughing?  Curiosity sailing Amberly peeked into the first bedroom.\par
\tab On the great bed was Alice.  It was her bedroom.\par
\tab On the bed, too, was her son.\par
\tab On the bed, too, was her son\rquote s girlfriend.\par
\tab On the floor were Alice\rquote s clothes, her son\rquote s clothes, and her son\rquote s girlfriend\rquote s clothes\'85\par
\tab OH!\par
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\tab Amberly had nothing to say against her friend and her son and her son\rquote s girlfriend\emdash Amberly was doing the same thing!  without the son\rquote s girlfriend.  You see, not so long ago Amberly accidentally caught her son whacking off in his room\emdash butt bare ass naked sitting at his desk just a going to town.  On his computer were images of naked girls.\par
\tab Amberly was not mad or even angry.  She was a \ldblquote cool\rdblquote  Mom.  So cool in fact that she got her son \ldblquote adult\rdblquote  magazines, a pocket pussy, and finally an adult love doll.  She did so to save him.  To save him from getting too horny with a girl and she\rquote d hurt him with a Pervert Preventor Device, shower him with spray, or come up pregnant.\par
\tab Occasionally when she could she sneaked peeks on her teenage son as he fucked the adult love doll\emdash it made Amberly horny.  Real horny and she laid her self on her bed \ldblquote just a going to town\rdblquote  on her quaking quim.  After awhile she became aware that inasmuch as she had spied on him, Allen spied on her.\par
\tab At one point when Amberly was \ldblquote aware\rdblquote  of her son at the door and he became \ldblquote aware\rdblquote  of her being aware\emdash he turned to leave.\par
\tab To wit his Mother said, \ldblquote You don\rquote t have to leave.\rdblquote\par
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\tab Three bedrooms, two baths, nice kitchen with breakfast nook, dinning room, big backyard, no pool but\'85\par
\tab High fence for privacy, shrubs and overgrown tropical plants, set back from the road a ways and in a nice moderate area.  A nice big garage there was, too\emdash it was a perfect fit for Mack Nomad\rquote s \rquote 56 Nomad.\par
\tab Kathleen Jobber, with son Nathan and daughter Jennifer.\par
\tab Nolan and Anna.  Jane and Elaine.  James and Brian.\par
\tab Shanna.\par
\tab Amberly had no problem putting Mack\rquote s \ldblquote family\rdblquote  up in her house, there really wasn\rquote t a lot of room but with spare beds and such everyone had a comfy place to sleep.  Mack had to do very little \ldblquote tweaking\rdblquote  of her mind, she was 80 percent willing as it was.  And son Allen was even more than that!  Mack only had to dink with the boy\rquote s mind for security reasons\emdash to keep him from blabbing to the world about the influx of naked babes in his Mom\rquote s house\'85\par
\tab Naked babes.\par
\tab And a couple of naked dudes.\par
\tab (and come to find out, Allen was cool with that, too!)\par
\tab Mack took care of Amberly\rquote s financial needs, household needs; how long he would hold up with her he didn\rquote t know\emdash until he tired of his current crew and the road called him to wander.\par
\tab Until then\'85\par
\tab Naked babes!\par
\tab But first\'85\par
\tab Mack got first dibs.\par
\tab And Mack\rquote s \ldblquote first dib\rdblquote  was Amberly.  It had been a long while since last he had boned her.  With his heightened abilities giving him the Minding Abilities of an EMAD without having an EMAD, Mack was finally able to learn from Amberly what he had always wanted to know:  had she had sexual relations with her three brothers?\par
\tab He had always suspected that she had but he wanted confirmation.\par
\tab She had.  Starting when she was around ten; handjobs, blowjobs, and then the whole enchilada followed when she turned twelve.  They only got caught once, by their mother\emdash who belted the boys and bare assed spanked Amberly.  After that they were more secure about where and when they fucked.\par
\tab In her room, on her bed, Mack nailed her.  A new order of things came to be in the Jough household\emdash nudity, 24/7.  Son Allen was very pleased about that\emdash very pleased.\par
\tab Allen was, though, a little indifferent when he watched as his Mom was fucked by a virtual stranger\emdash to Allen.  He understood that his Mom and Mack were friends, but they hadn\rquote t seen one another in years.  Mack, however, had a way to soothe the indifferent boy and thereafter all was well.\par
\tab And thereafter for his second time humping Amberly\rquote s cunt, he pulled the boy in, directing him to \ldblquote take her from behind.\rdblquote\par
\tab Allen had never humped his Mother from behind.  He hadn\rquote t even humped his adult love doll from behind!  But on their side, Allen Jough stuffed his fifteen year old prick up his Mother\rquote s cornhole.  They had fucked regularly a few times before Mack\rquote s arrival, and always with the use of a condom.  After Mack\rquote s arrival, the condom wearing was ditched\'85\par
\tab After shagging his Mom from behind, and a shower thereafter, Mack conscripted the boy to sink his pud into her cunt\emdash with Mack watching.  Mack\rquote s mind workings of the family made it good all around.  But Allen was pretty much a willing participant.  He enjoyed screwing his Mom, having her suck him was a big plus, too.  Mack was pleased\emdash very pleased.\par
\tab Amberly had some slight hesitations about the illicit sexual relationship with his son, she feared mainly getting pregnant with secondly someone outside the house finding out and taking him away.  And the possibility of her husband taking the boy very muchly upset her.\par
\tab But Mack\rquote s assurance that no one outside the house would find out soothed her.  Mack Nomad had a way about him.\par
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\tab Jennifer Jobber liked dick.  In the mouth, in her pussy, and in her ass.  Mostly, though, she liked it in her mouth.  She liked to watch a cock cum; she liked to watch a cock pee (on her).  Jennifer liked to watch a cock fucking another hole, the various positions of \ldblquote fucking\rdblquote  and then the cumming off afterwards.  So when new boy, Allen Jough, came to her, she was more than delighted.\par
\tab For a time she had been embarrassed slightly going about in the nude, but that eventually ebbed away and she enjoyed going naked.  Of course, most the time they were in the Nomad and somewhat concealed from sight.  She loved watching the boys prancing about naked\emdash it gave her as much a tingling sensation (all over) as it did when she tasted & received cock!\par
\tab And speaking of \ldblquote tasting\rdblquote\'85\par
\tab Allen James Jough stood before dick lover Jennifer in the living room.  She was all giddy in heightened anticipation and looked upon the hard delight that waggled before with hungry lust.  The young nine year old was a bit sized more than most other nine year olds, metabolism or something\emdash but she was nine; she was cute with dimples, eyes aglow, dark brown hair in serious curls.  She had a unique charm about her, sublime and reposed.\par
\tab Allen Jough didn\rquote t care\emdash she was cute!\par
\tab Sure, he\rquote d like to stuff his sausage into a teenage trim, but whatever was before him was good, too.  Mack had probed the boy\rquote s mind\emdash as well as his asshole, dredging up useful facts of information; the boy had morals but they were negotiable.\par
\tab Into Jennifer\rquote s mouth he went, slowly.  Jennifer an ole pro gripped the cock and \ldblquote worked\rdblquote  it; she stroked it lovingly, squeezed it, and gave it one serious mouth hug.  Allen liked\emdash a lot!\par
\tab Jennifer\rquote s mother was present, as were the rest of the Nomadic gang.  The evening was late, the air in the room cool with a ceiling fan circulating said air; only the light in the kitchen, the hallway, were on; and one light (for ambience) was on in the living room.  \par
\tab The other various members of the household were sitting quietly; some sleeping, some reading a comic book, some engaged in a sex act of one kind or sort or another.  Allen enjoyed the blow, hands on his hips he rocked back and forth reeling in the incredible suck job.  Jennifer was good.\par
\tab Jennifer was damn good, she cupped the boy\rquote s balls all the while slipping a finger up to his poop chute.  The entire length of Allen\rquote s average sized cock was in her mouth.  She had talent\emdash racking her teeth along his shaft all the while rolling her tongue about the super sensitive crown.  As her finger touched and probed his anus, he came.\par
\tab Being a typical-average teenager at fifteen, Allen was good for three to four more cum offs.  After Jennifer, though, he was very nearly finished off.  Mack, though, directed eleven year old Anna to take up position a few minutes after Allen had cum.  She was not one hundred percent \ldblquote on-board\rdblquote  per se with the whole scheme of being a slut, but to avoid rash beatings and other forms of torture she complied.  Mack had worked her mind to allow her to be \ldblquote herself\rdblquote  but also installing preventive measures to keep her in line and obliterate the urge to \ldblquote escape\rdblquote  and/or cause trouble.\par
\tab She still was perky, still damn cute; her small round pre-teen breasts were quite delectable and both Mack and Allen delighted in them.  Her partner from the arcade championship tourney, Nolan, also delighted in Anna\rquote s hooters, when he was conscripted to fuck her and while doing so he was fascinated to Anna\rquote s bobbing boobies.\par
\tab Unlike Jennifer, Anna didn\rquote t care for dick, in her pussy was ok, but not in the mouth or in her ass.  And she surely didn\rquote t care for the spunk matter.  It was that part that Mack had her be herself.  He allowed her, all of his crew, to be themselves just enough\emdash but also to be controllable, maintainable.  So Anna sucked a new dick, suckled the hairy testicles, rubbed the smooth hairless ass, and swallowed a gob of hot sticky gooey spunk matter.\par
\tab Allen\rquote s spew squirted not only into her mouth but all over her sweet young face.  He liked\emdash a lot!  Coupled with cumming off it was the act itself, and to WHOM; pressing his cock against her face he humped until he had squirted all that he had to squirt.\par
\tab His Mom sat on the floor by the large sofa in quiet repose\emdash watching.\par
\tab Anna scooted away and disappeared into the darkness; Mack knew she was wiping away the sperm on her face.  He let her be and continued to watch Allen.\par
\tab Allen James required a five minute break.\par
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\tab It was after midnight.  His stomach still ached, rumbled.  The air conditioner which usually helped soothe him to sleep in similar circumstances and settings wasn\rquote t helping.  He lay still, clad in pajamas, staring up to the ceiling.  For a time he had tried to push away the thoughts that troubled him and settle on the Here & Now, concentrate on a sermon, his writings, his speeches, if he should start negotiating his speaking fees, and that sort.\par
\tab Nothing helped, though.  \ldblquote use with care\rdblquote  the note read.  It stuck in his mind.  Why had she put in his suitcase the EMAD!  Well, he knew why.  But he knew that he wasn\rquote t apt to use it.  He was too busy.  And alone.  He knew that without Leeann\'85\par
\tab Well, then again--why not?\par
\tab Hmmmm\par
\tab It would be different.  He could pick and chose, there would be no surprises, he would be on his own.  On his own.  That could be bad and no.  Working in pairs was better\emdash for security reasons.  There had been EMAD detectors set up in the lobby like stores had loss prevention detectors at their door fronts/exits.  But they hadn\rquote t detected the low key EMAD in his suitcase.  Of course, it wasn\rquote t powered up, either\emdash its vital components disassembled and scattered throughout his clothing and toiletry kit.\par
\tab When the confusion once more began to swell in his mind causing a headache he lunged up and dramatically made way for the door.  He had to stop himself just before the door closed behind him\emdash he hadn\rquote t grabbed the keycard.\par
\tab Once the keycard was grabbed, and last minute remembering to grab, too, the change needed for the soda machine, he moved quickly along.  At the crossway hall sitting on her butt was a teenage girl twiddling with her long hair.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hello.\rdblquote  Ben said sheepishly as he was prancing about in his pajamas, no robe (no underwear.)  the girl shrugged, squinted an eye and replied in a meek voice \ldblquote Hello\rdblquote  back.  She seemed unhappy.  Ben let it be and got his ice, soda, and a candy bar.  On his way back by her he said, \ldblquote Goodnight.\rdblquote  Whether or not the girl made a reply he didn\rquote t know.\par
\tab Then she farted.\par
\tab He wasn\rquote t she if she actually farted or was it the ice machine depositing more ice into its bin?  The snack area was off-set at the dead-end of the straight hall, to the right was an open area looking out to the back parking area and a massive empty field beyond.  To the left was the short-short hall to the janitor\rquote s room, supply room, and two sets of elevators to the floors below and above.\par
\tab The wrapper of his candy bar wasn\rquote t even peeled away when he noticed a protrusion in his pajamas.  The image of the girl filled his mind.  Why was she there?  Alone?  She had to be about fourteen.  Nice tits, good face, slumped posture, in a bad mood, alone.\par
\tab Ben licked his lips and gave a stroke to his cock.\par
\tab\lquote use with care\rquote\par
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\tab Three times he fumbled re-assembling the EMAD, twice he put the battery supply in wrong and the unit smoldered.  Luckily\emdash so far as he knew\emdash nothing traumatic was fouled.  Gathering himself he peeked out his door and saw the girl still sitting there.\par
\tab Was she waiting for someone?\par
\tab Put out?\par
\tab Putting out?\par
\tab Shut out?\par
\tab Or was she a set up?\par
\tab The latter thought put Ben back to his room, shutting the door he brooded.  It just wouldn\rquote t do to be caught doing something with a young teenage girl with an EMAD in his possession.  No, that wouldn\rquote t do at all.\par
\tab Half an hour had passed since he had retreated safely back into his room.  Would the girl still be there?\par
\tab Yep.\par
\tab She looked asleep\emdash head bowed to her knees.  Why was she there?\par
\tab Ben didn\rquote t know.\par
\tab Didn\rquote t care.\par
\tab His cock was hard, it poked out the flap in his pajamas and he didn\rquote t care.  He was horny.  He was horny.  He WAS horny.  And with an EMAD in hand\'85\par
\page\tab In a way, he DID wish that his wife was present.  He didn\rquote t know why.  She was beginning to weird him out.  But be that as it may\emdash he stood at the bed\rquote s edge with the fourteen year old girl laying on the bed.  She was still clothed, sound to sleep.  She was \ldblquote sound to sleep\rdblquote  in part due to her own will and part due to Ben\rquote s will\emdash aka Electronically (Enhanced) Mind Altering Device (EeMAD).\par
\tab But how much was SHE and how much was HE?\par
\tab He didn\rquote t know\emdash and he DID care.\par
\tab Not knowing her circumstances, why she was alone and all, Ben fretted.  But his cock demanded attention and if something didn\rquote t happen soon\emdash there\rquote d be a mess to clean up.  \par
\tab The girl was clad in a simple green knit top, it had a daisy where a shirt pocket would be; simple typical blue jeans; tennis shoes with pink ankle socks.  Not much jewelry, simple earrings; no make-up; a simple watch, one ring.\par
\tab Nominal titties, Ben re-thought he rage\emdash thirteen maybe, but she could be even fifteen!  He wasn\rquote t sure.  She was pretty, in a plain sort of way; long not too curly light brown hair to mid shoulders.  Other than that she was of proper size all around for her age group.\par
\tab Ben\rquote s toes tightened up, curling on the carpet.  His knees began to shake and cum began to sprout from his dick slit.  The girl slept soundly, but how soundly?  Slowly Ben placed a trembling hand on the girl\rquote s left breast, the one closest to him.\par
\tab The girl slept soundly.\par
\tab Slowly Ben squeezed the mound, finding the nipple and tweaking it.\par
\tab The girl slept soundly.\par
\tab Ben\rquote s cock was aggravated and demanded attention.  After squeezing one you gotta squeeze the other.  So he did.  Then moved his hand down slowly.  Down to the top of her jeans.  He paused and the urge to \ldblquote jump her bones\rdblquote  increased dramatically.  There were no thoughts in his mind but to see the girl naked, legs open, and his cock slamming her cunt.\par
\tab He squeezed her crotch.\par
\tab The girl slept soundly.\par
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\tab A pink bra.  Not too pink, one of those off-pink things.  It was very nice; soft and covered most of her delectable teenage mounds.  Her green knit golf-polo l shirt had been pushed up over those luscious mounds; Ben held off pulling the shirt completely off\emdash for security reasons.\par
\page\tab His attention refocused to her crotch.  For a time he had spent squeezing the girl\rquote s crotch\emdash he would have likened to see SOME reaction from her, but there was nothing.  She breathed, but that was about all.  So he squeezed her crotch to his delight until the time came to begin undoing her jeans.\par
\tab He took his time, only his cock was in a hurry.\par
\tab Green panties greeted Ben when he pulled the flaps back.  His daughter Bonnie had green panties but he couldn\rquote t remember if his wife did.  he paused to reflect but soon was pulling the slumbering girl\rquote s jeans down.  He was greeted with a nice looking girl clad in green bikini panties.  She had a nice muffin and Ben was close to blast off.\par
\tab There was no stopping; off came the shoes, socks, and then her pants.  Opening her legs he positioned himself onto the bed between her legs.  His mind went into overload and near lockdown.  He couldn\rquote t think of his wife, his children, the girls he had fucked in his basement, his sermons, or anything.  All there was was the fourteen year old girl (or so) on his bed in his hotel room in her panties.\par
\tab Was she a virgin?\par
\tab Did she give head?\par
\tab Did she masturbate?\par
\tab Ben yearned to know the answers, but they were really nothing to him.  His trembling fingers took the hem of her panties at her hips and slowly-slowly very slowly pulled them down.  He was greeted with a nice surprise of a girl who kept a very trim snatch.\par
\tab When he had the panties down enough he took note of the girl\rquote s quim to have \ldblquote lips.\rdblquote   She was NOT a virgin.  His cock was at blast off mode; as he moved off the bed he took the girl\rquote s panties with him.  Down came his pajamas and after a generous squeeze and a stroke he moved back onto the bed nestling his cock onto the girl\rquote s trimmed trim.  \par
\tab With gentle guidance he glided his cunt hungry cock into her entrance and it was wondrous\emdash wondrous Centurion, wondrous!  Her pussy was a little dry, Ben hadn\rquote t worked it enough to get it moist.  But with time consuming efforts of working his cock head just inside the interior of the girl\rquote s cunt, there was penetration and Ben eased himself nearly all the way in.\par
\tab The girl slept soundly.\par
\page\tab Ben began to move in lovemaking, working the entire length of his manhood into her cunny.  It was delightful.  She wasn\rquote t a virgin but her pussy was just as snug.  Her nipples began to perk up; Ben popped the cups off of them, freeing them\emdash then gently as he could pulled her top off and then released her bra.\par
\tab The girl slept soundly.\par
\tab Nervously his fingers fingered the girl\rquote s poon.  She made no indications of knowing.  Ben sighed relief then scooted back down.  He stood on his feet but braced his knees against the bed\emdash before him lay a lovely simply fucking lovely teenage girl.  And he had \ldblquote acquired\rdblquote  her on his own!  His cock was screaming.\par
\tab And the girl slept soundly.\par
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\tab Her furry burger was a little musty, but that goes without saying.  Pressing his nose into the crevice delighted him and he did sorta-kinda wish the girl would make SOME reaction.  But he was otherwise okay with her stillness.  He loved on the cunny, licking and sucking the \ldblquote lips\rdblquote  to his delight; nipping the clit and thoroughly enjoying himself.  This was good an\rquote  all, but his cock\'85\par
\tab Ben finally gave in and slid once more up the girl\rquote s fine nude body.  His prick touched the girl\rquote s quim and nearly exploded right then and there.  For a moment or two he nestled his cock thereon, humping lightly before entering.  Nothing from the nameless girl.  His cock surged and with extreme caution he made entry.\par
\tab There was at last some indication of life from the girl, her nipples perked up, her face fluttered, and tiny goosebumps appeared all over her skin.  There was no stopping, not even if a deranged ax murderer (with a hockey mask on) busted thru the door!)  well, maybe\'85\par
\tab But barring the ax murderer, Ben sank his cunt hungry cock into the cunt pleasing cunt and began fucking.  She wasn\rquote t loose, but she had had some dicking.  Ben was cool with that, the less pain involved the better.  He humped the girl, slowly.  To each of her breasts he suckled, squeezed and enjoyed delightfully for several minutes.  \par
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\tab One fuck was not enough.  After his first cum off he rested ON the girl, sucking continuously on her titties, lightly humping.  He found as he usually did that his cock was STILL aroused.  Placing his prick against the girl\rquote s fresh fucked cunt he stretched his member tightly, pressing his balls right up against her body.  A little bit of squirt juice spewed out and he was \ldblquote relieved\rdblquote  once more.\par
\tab Then he rolled her over\'85\par
\tab Fingering the teen\rquote s crap chute told Ben that THAT hole was at least virginal\emdash it was tight.  Even with his cum spew lubricating the rim the hole was tight.  Ben was pleased, he squeezed his dick, fondled his balls and began a slow tedious anal assault.\par
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\tab What it was was unknown, but it was a noise for sure.  It was four-thirty, dark, and Ben was exhausted.  His cock was still amazingly hard, sticky, but hard.  The girl had peed.  A lot.  Ben hated that, her urine had soaked the bed and that would be tough to clean up.  The mattress would have to be changed and Ben was sure he\rquote d have to pay for it.  He didn\rquote t mind that so much but it was the embarrassment of having to report it.\par
\tab Maybe he wouldn\rquote t.  The hotel charged enough for the room and it was \ldblquote out of pocket\rdblquote  expense for him.  Of course, he got it back in his taxes but still\'85\par
\tab Sitting up he stroked his hard sticky member\emdash then heard the noise again.  Outside.  Voices!  He froze as he strained to listen.  Angry voices, some shouting, and other voices he couldn\rquote t make out.  Panic set in and he realized that there was only ONE door to the room.\par
\tab Slowly his hard-on began to fade\'85\par
\tab With extreme caution he stood at his door and peered out the peep-hole.  It didn\rquote t help.  He went to his knees and peered extra cautiously out the window.  A small group of people were assembled at the end of the walkway/crossway by the snack machines.  Ben\rquote s eyes despite his fright were still sleepy and he spent many minutes squeezing them to awaken them.  All that time the five adults continued talking, only one was calm.  One of the other adults was a woman.  And to Ben, it appeared that the most boisterous adult was drunk.\par
\tab Then he heard it, \ldblquote\'85well then let\rquote s CALL the police!\rdblquote\par
\tab Looking to the bed Ben knew what was up; the adults were upset about the \ldblquote missing\rdblquote  girl.  Then they\rquote d be upset with him\'85\par
\tab The adults had left.\par
\tab Ben had no time to think rationally, he scooped up the naked teen (after checking the hallway outside not once but twice\emdash including running down to the snack machine area) then carried the teen to the snack machine area and PUT HER IN THE ICE MACHINE!\par
\tab He did!\par
\tab With her clothes he grabbed them and flung them into one of the elevators and sent it UP to the fourth floor\emdash Ben\rquote s room was on the 2\super nd\nosupersub  floor.  He would have likened to have kept her panties, but the fear factor forced him to toss the undies away.\par
\tab Then his pissy mattress.  Evidence.  It was evidence.\par
\tab No loose ends.\par
\tab What to do\emdash what to do.\par
\tab He thought of shoving it into one of the elevators, too.\par
\tab Just then he noticed at the far end of the hall five doors from his room a janitor-maid cart.  In a flash he hurried to the cart, the lady or man or whoever was operating the cart was in another room, two doors down.  The room the cart was by was open.  Ben never moved so fast in his life\emdash returning to HIS room he wrestled with the pissy mattress and exchanged it for a new one.  It was quite an event.  He even closed the room with the pissy mattress and had tried to make the bed as good as possible before dashing back to his own room; a last minute thought and he dropped the EMAD into the toilet tank.  Seemed the thing to do.  Thereafter he collapsed onto his new unpissed on mattress.\par
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\tab Sheer exhaustion put him fast to sleep.\par
\tab His alarm came to life frightening him near to death it seemed moments later\emdash but it had actually been a little over an hour.  His head hurt, his balls hurt, his foot hurt\emdash where he smacked it on the doorframe of the other room while wrestling the mattresses.\par
\tab He took a shower.\par
\tab When he came out, standing in his room was the hotel manager and a uniformed cop.\par
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