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{\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1507;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\qc\f0\fs36 August Moone\par
Book 7\par
Shadows of Moons\par
Chapter 36\par
Stand Alone Story\par
\pard\fs24\par
\pard\qc\fs28 Decent into Horror\par
Part III\par
\pard\par
A continuation of the same, but different\par
\tab Classroom #9, Horatio Verlo\par
\tab 17 students; broken down to nine boys, eight girls.\par
\tab One girl approx. nine years young stood at the teacher\rquote s desk.  She was still, non-moving, quiet, and pretty.  A single blond pony tail hung in a curl over her shoulder; dainty green earrings in her ears; dazzling green eyes; lily white skin.\par
\tab She wore jeans\emdash but those were down at her knees.\par
\tab Mr. Verlo had his hand on the girl\rquote s arse; caressing the girl\rquote s butt and she made not narry a move against it.  Horatio leaned back in his chair exposing the fact that he was \ldblquote exposed.\rdblquote   His manhood was not very large, but it was hard.  He stroked the adequate cock, taking one of the girl\rquote s hands and having her stroke him, squeeze him, and love him.\par
\tab The bastard was using an EMAD\emdash of course!\par
\tab And it was a watch base unit at that.\par
\tab Watch base?\par
\tab The Invader in Kevin stared\emdash and stared\emdash and then stared some more until his Host began bugging him.\par
\tab\lquote Hey, I-I think something\rquote s wrong.\rquote\par
\tab For a moment the Invader didn\rquote t pay his Host any attention.\par
\tab\lquote HEY\emdash are you there?  I said I think something is wrong.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote what?  what is wrong?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote I don\rquote t think anyone can see me.\rquote   Not too mention the fact that they were INSIDE Mr. Verlo\rquote s classroom.  How exactly they had managed to just simply waltz thru the closed door was unknown to them\emdash but Kevin noted that none of the students saw him\emdash neither did Mr. Verlo.\par
\tab Hmmmmm   curioser and curioser.\par
\page\tab\lquote walk up to the desk.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Are you crazy, he\rquote ll see me for sure!\rquote\par
\tab\lquote maybe not.\rquote\par
\tab Kevin held fast where he was\emdash he looked at his hands, felt of his face, and stared to the kids sitting at their desks\emdash motionless.\par
\tab\lquote He\rquote s using one of those mind things, huh?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote that\rquote d be my guess.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote What if he sees me and uses it on me?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote don\rquote t think so, kid,\rquote  there was a pause, \lquote me thinks yer just as invisible to sight as I am!\rquote\par
\tab\lquote WHAT!?\rquote  Kevin was horrified.  Quite often he had wanted to be invisible\emdash to be able to spy on people without their knowledge of his presence.  He had wanted the ability to be UNSEEN so as to watch girls in the bathroom, on the toilet.  He wanted to see girls in the gym taking their showers.  Typical\emdash normal stuff if you were invisible.\par
\tab Slowly Kevin made the crossing from the door to the desk.\par
\tab Mr. Verlo had Cynthia Harvton\rquote s panties to her knees and his hand was all over her ass.  The cutesy blond did nothing, said nothing, stared blankly across the desk while her dainty ten year old hands worked the man\rquote s rigid cock.\par
\tab Soon Mr. Verlo Teacher of the Month AND Teacher of the Year award winner had Cynthia across his lap seriously caressing her bare ass, finger fucking her pert virginal asshole.  He was in his glory.  Kevin was hard and on goading from his Invader, pulled out his cock and slipped it up to Cindy\rquote s mouth.  Mr. Verlo was too absorbed in his fondling of her ass to notice her \ldblquote sucking\rdblquote  action.\par
\tab\lquote This is pretty fucked up right here.\rquote  Kevin noted aloud in his mind.\par
\tab\lquote but you like it, right?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Right.\rquote\par
\tab Mr. Verlo smacked Cindy\rquote s bared ass\emdash a sort of test to see how deeply entranced he had her.  The Invader stared at the \ldblquote watch\rdblquote  the Teacher of the Year wore, it was not dissimilar to the one HE wore himself\emdash but it was smaller and less noticeable.\par
\tab Another smack jolted Kevin and his Invader.  Kevin was close to melt down\emdash getting his weenie sucked by the cute girl enthralled him.   He humped her mouth until he began to cum, shooting wads into her sweet mouth and down her throat.\par
\page\par
\pard\qc *\par
\pard\par
\tab Searching for Winnie was a bitch, so many students, a mock fire drill, a minor explosion in the science lab, a real fire drill, all equaled mass confusion, bad timing, good effort, and throngs of students and teachers going every which way.\par
\tab Finally, though, Kevin found his love, they embraced and almost kissed.  Almost.  Winnie still regarded Kevin as \ldblquote just a friend.\rdblquote   A close friend, but on that scale of \ldblquote I like you but not like-like you\rdblquote ; not enough to let you fuck me willy-nilly.\par
\tab Kevin\rquote s Invader needed to revamp his efforts in Winnie, to have her more submissive and \ldblquote put out.\rdblquote   But for the moment Kevin was happy to see her.  And Winnie, too, seemed happy.  There were possible some lingering notions in Winnie\rquote s mind but they needed to be bolstered so as she would follow thru\emdash give him a BJ every day, a hand job, rim job, ball washing.  To kiss, spread her legs, her cheeks, and let him titty fuck her.  Spanking, peeing, and doggie-style.  All those things Kevin was keen on and wanted, Winnie not so much.  \par
\tab They walked home, hand-in-hand and there was narry a word from the Invader-Voice.\par
\tab\lquote Is everything ok?\rquote  Kevin asked.\par
\tab There was no response.  Kevin wasn\rquote t sure if the Invader had left or was asleep or what.  He asked again and then let it be.  It was fucked up, though, only with the Invader was he going to get nookie from Winnie.  He wondered about his family, would they still be \ldblquote fixed\rdblquote  in pleasing him sexually?  It\rquote d be the pits for sure if their minds, too, had unraveled.\par
\tab At Winnie\rquote s house they paused, she seldom invited Kevin in\emdash not that she was embarrassed by the interior but more that inviting him in would be like making him a step closer to inviting him IN!\par
\tab There was a warm hug, a slight pause as if there may be more to come with the hug\emdash but there wasn\rquote t.  She smiled, backed up and began making her way to her home\emdash swishing her dainty lovely ass all the way.  Kevin moaned, groaned and was in a bad way of in need way of jerking off.  In his mind he wanted to see his juices dripping onto Winnie\rquote s ass\emdash her bare ass.\par
\tab\lquote hey, what the hell?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Huh?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote letting her go?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Where you been?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote I-I dunno--\rquote\par
\page\tab\lquote She\rquote s getting away, can you stop her?\rquote\par
\tab There was a pause, Kevin felt strange\emdash he couldn\rquote t describe but it was a strange feeling all over him.  There were \ldblquote noises\rdblquote  he couldn\rquote t make out screaming in his head\emdash then he saw his Winnie stop as she had her dainty hand on the doorknob.\par
\tab\lquote Whew!\rquote  Kevin sighed.\par
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\tab In the kitchen was Winnie\rquote s Mom, Beverly.  She was a \ldblquote hottie\rdblquote , too; dark hair\emdash like her daughter\rquote s; bright green eyes, sweet complexion, medium sized hooters, tight ass.  She was well proportioned in all the right places making her cock pleasing to the eyes.\par
\tab But first there was Winnie.\par
\tab After a \ldblquote howdy\rdblquote  to the busy Mom, grabbing a soda the two scampered up the kitchen stairs to the second floor of the modes home.  It didn\rquote t seem to bother or worry the Mom in anyway that a \ldblquote boy\rdblquote  was going to her daughter\rquote s room.  But then, the \ldblquote boy\rdblquote  she knew and knew his family.  Any hanky panky and there would be hell to pay.\par
\tab Winnie did leave the door to her room open, that was a house rule.\par
\tab Fuck rules.\par
\tab Kevin closed the door\emdash as per mind set from his Invader.  Winnie stood at her bed still\emdash motionless.\par
\tab\lquote let\rquote s begin.  You ready?\rquote\par
\tab Kevin nodded that he was.  Stepping up behind Winnie Kevin fondled her ass firstly, then reached around her to fondle her titties.  He was well pleased, \lquote this is gonna be nice\rquote  he said to himself with a big smile.\par
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\tab After much ado about fondling, it was time for the undressing.\par
\tab Kevin stood back and watched as Winnie peeled off her light green top then unhooked her bra.  The girl was nice, her long flowing dark hair was sexy, luxurious, and gave him a reason to live.\par
\tab Then she was undoing her jeans and sliding them down.  As she bent over\emdash Kevin felt seepage in his underwear.  That ass was nice, damn nice.  Lime green panties she wore and they snugged her body up nicely.  Kevin was beginning to have troubles breathing and concentrating.\par
\tab Down came the lime green undies and Winnie Cooper was nude.\par
\tab Kevin was \ldblquote nude\rdblquote  in mere seconds thereafter.\par
\page\tab Up against the girl he went again, fondling her ass and titties that were now bare to him.  It was wondrous, the sensation was incredible and he delighted in his doings.  To each breast he spent some precious time consuming minutes on, squeezing the mounds, tweaking the nipples as he rested his head on her bare back; his cock surging as it was nestled up against her bare ass.\par
\tab\lquote you want to suck Kevin\rquote s cock.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote you want to suck Kevin\rquote s balls.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote you want to lick Kevin\rquote s asshole.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Aw, dude, that\rquote s sick!\rquote\par
\tab It had begun.  The Invader had the power, the minding power.  It would take \ldblquote awhile\rdblquote  to rewire the lovely naked girl and render her Kevin\rquote s personal fuck toy.  She would respond to Kevin\rquote s delights in any manner that he wished, when he wished it, and where.  She would service him and please him to his will and that was alright with Kevin.\par
\tab On Winnie\rquote s bed they came to be, Winnie laying on her back, legs open, cunny moist (from Kevin\rquote s several minutes of licking it into a furor.)  The girl was lost in a sea of tranquil erotica; she anticipated the lovemaking from her lover and would do anything to please him.  anything.\par
\tab Kevin sank his prick into Winnie\rquote s sex and tried to take his time.\par
\tab\lquote Ooooooh, that\rquote s good!\rquote\par
\tab\lquote damn straight.\rquote  said the Voice inside his head.\par
\tab Kevin pumped slowly in the beginning, trying to hold off blowing his load too soon.  He suckled on Winnie\rquote s titties, nipping the nipples and grinding his dick in her cunt with near clumsy actions.  But that was ok, it still felt good and the progress increased to where Natural Instinct took over and Kevin fucked.\par
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\tab Winnie Cooper shuddered and twitched, in her coal dark eyes there was lightning flashing.  The corners of her lips twitched, her nipples were perked up, her entire body coated in a sheen layer that was sex sweat.  On top of her lay her lover, spent.  His cock was still in her sex, still squirting love juices.  Winnie herself was enjoying issuing her own love juices, her pussy clenching and squeezing Kevin\rquote s prong.\par
\tab They kissed and \ldblquote got into it\rdblquote  with a passion.  Rolling onto their sides they humped some more, hands roaming all about their sweaty bods inciting an ignition of love that would segue them into another round of fucking.  This time, Winnie would be on top.\par
\page\tab Rug burns.\par
\tab On her hands and knees Kevin admired his naked beauty, he didn\rquote t think he\rquote d ever tire of it.  Her ass was nice; with her legs spread open he checked out the girl\rquote s poop chute and imagined his sister Karen underneath munching Winnie\rquote s twat!\par
\tab\lquote I\rquote d pay a dollar to see that!\rquote  chortled the Voice inside his head.\par
\tab Kevin said nothing but fondled his cock and continued to admire Winnie\rquote s bare ass.\par
\tab There, too, was her cunt\emdash still dripping its juices.\par
\tab Kevin took it all in, with flashes of his teacher, his sister, Mom, and then every other girl he knew.  His dick surged and up against Winnie he went, guiding himself into her asshole.  A hole was a hole and it felt good no matter what (or where.)\par
\tab Winnie grunted and made other noises; her asshole clenched up tight making Kevin\rquote s cock feel even better than it had and was.  It wasn\rquote t a particularly LONG dong and when pumping he occasionally pulled out too much and had to restuff the hole.  But that was ok, too, he didn\rquote t mind and kept up his work until blasting off some minutes later.\par
\tab With his hands on the girl\rquote s bare hips, his dick in her ass, they both naked, in her room, it was grand\emdash grand.  He knew that it was going to be a daily thing, a ritual.  He was going to fuck himself to death before he was sixteen!  He had his family to do in the mornings; his Mom, sister, AND brother!  Then after school\emdash or heck, even during school, he would tag Winnie whenever he wanted\emdash having her do to him whatever he wanted.\par
\tab Then a teacher or two, another student or two, whatever.\par
\tab Then when he walked Winnie home, he do her in her room and then\'85\par
\tab Then there were footsteps out in the hall.\par
\par
\tab\lquote we got troubles, rabbit.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote What? Wha-huh?\rquote\par
\tab Kevin pulled out of Winnie\rquote s cornhole, shooting a massive wad of spunk matter all over the girl\rquote s sweaty cheeks.  He stumbled backwards in a fright of panic staring at the door trembling in fear.\par
\tab\lquote Winnie, stand up.\rquote\par
\tab Kevin watched as Winnie stood up.\par
\tab The girl then moved to her vanity desk, off to its side by the window where anyone coming into the room would have to come INto the room to see her.\par
\tab That took care of Winnie, now the naked sweaty panicky Kevin.\par
\tab There was a polite knock on the door,\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Winnie, dear, are you in there?\rdblquote\par
\tab Who the hell else would it be?\par
\tab\lquote answer her.\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, Mom.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Did Kevin go home?\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote Dude, cant you do something?  Zap her or something?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote not thru a wooden door, genis!\rquote\par
\tab The doorknob turned and the door it was attached to opened.  Beverly Cooper stepped in giving the room a quick looksee\emdash seeing where Kevin Arnold was hiding.\par
\tab Kevin Arnold was hiding in the walk-in closet.\par
\tab Beverly stared at her standing still naked daughter, then cast eyes to the cast off clothes on the floor\emdash her daughter\rquote s AND Kevin Arnold\rquote s.  Her rage was beginning to explode when\emdash\par
\tab\lquote take off your clothes.\rquote\par
\tab Kevin heard the command issued and sighed relief.\par
\tab His relief was short-lived, however, as Beverly Cooper didn\rquote t respond as quickly as desired.\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote  she asked to no one in particular but that her daughter might have said something.\par
\tab\lquote ut-oh.\rquote  said the Invader.\par
\tab\lquote Ut-oh?  What \lquote ut-oh\rquote ?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Houston, we have a problem.\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Winnie!\rdblquote  almost shrieked Beverly.  \ldblquote Why are you naked?  Where is Kevin?\rdblquote\par
\tab Kevin trembled.  This was what he always feared\emdash being busted.  Getting caught having sex with a girl, any girl, was bad enough\emdash but to be busted NAKED in her closet with his \ldblquote evidence\rdblquote  plastered on her person (IN her person) was ten times that.\par
\tab There would be no explaining \ldblquote it was the Voice(s) in my head\rdblquote  although that could actually have merit.  But it would sure fuck up his life!\par
\tab\lquote rest easy, be calm with yourself.\rquote  \par
\tab Kevin heard the Voice issuing commands, trying a new tactic.\par
\tab There was calm seen in the woman, she continued to lean and stare at her naked daughter but was no longer raging.  \par
\tab More commands were issued but Kevin didn\rquote t understand them, they sounded odd\emdash strange, weird.  They weren\rquote t words but images.\par
\tab\lquote What\rquote s going on?\rquote  he asked.\par
\tab\lquote shhh, shut up, don\rquote t interrupt.\rquote\par
\page\tab So Kevin remained quiet staring out thru the slats of the closet door seeing only Winnie\rquote s Mom.  His stomach growled, his dick hurt\emdash and needed a serious cleaning.  Fucking an asshole had its joys, but also was disgusting.\par
\tab He waited.  And waited.  And waited.  And then waited some more.  Occasionally there were \ldblquote words\rdblquote  streaming thru the mind-stream directed to Winnie\rquote s Mom, but mostly it was a stream of what was unknown to Kevin.\par
\tab At length, half an hour later,\par
\tab\lquote take off your clothes.\rquote\par
\tab Kevin sat up and stared thru the slats and smiled.  Winnie\rquote s Mom was taking off her clothes!\par
\tab Hot damn!\par
\par
\tab Once she was naked, Beverly stood and was ready for Phase II.\par
\tab\lquote you like Kevin Arnold.\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I like Kevin Arnold.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote you like to see Kevin Arnold naked.\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I like to see Kevin Arnold naked.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote you like your daughter.\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I like my daughter.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote you like to see your daughter naked.\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I like to see my daughter naked.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote you like Kevin Arnold.\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I like Kevin Arnold.\rdblquote\par
\tab And repeat.  It was a long process taking as much as 45 minutes.\par
\tab But in the end\emdash after Kevin had made a quick trip to the bathroom to clean off his dirty dong, Beverly laid out on the bed and \ldblquote willingly\rdblquote  took the naked Kevin Arnold that she liked onto her nude body.  She helped guide the boy\rquote s dick into her womaness and they fucked.  \tab\par
\tab After fucking it was backdoor treatment, spanking, and then into the hall bathroom for a shower whereupon Kevin enjoyed peeing on his two new bitches, fucking them in the shower and squirting his love juices down their throats.\par
\tab While drying off he tagged them both in the ass while they were in the doggie-style position.  He spanked them, too.  He got off on spanking and couldn\rquote t decided to whom he was more thrilled sexually with by the spanking.  He decided that they were both equally pleasing and it would be a relationship like no other.\par
\pard\qc\page *\par
\pard The Tenants are revolting\par
Genuine Headline clips from complaint letters to residential management: \par
1. It's the dogs mess that I find hard to swallow. \par
2. My bush is really overgrown round the front and my back passage has fungus growing in it.  (I don\rquote t want to see that)\par
3. He's got this huge tool that vibrates the whole house and I just can't take it anymore. \par
4. I want some repairs done to my cooker as it has backfired and burnt my knob off. \par
5. I wish to complain that my father hurt his ankle very badly when he put his foot in the hole in his back passage.  (I\rquote d like to see that!)\par
6. .... and their 18-year-old son is continually banging his balls against my fence.  (I\rquote d like to see that, too!)\par
7. I wish to report that tiles are missing from the outside toilet roof.  I think it was the bad wind the other night that blew them off. \par
8. My lavatory seat is cracked, where do I stand? \par
9. I am writing on behalf of my sink, which is coming away from the wall. \par
10. Will you please send someone to mend the garden path.  My wife tripped and fell on it yesterday, and she is now pregnant.  (Huh?)\par
11. I request permission to remove my drawers in the kitchen, 50% of the walls are damp, 50% have crumbling plaster, and 50% are plain filthy. \par
12. I am still having problems with smoke in my new drawers. \par
13. The toilet is blocked and we cannot bath the children until it is cleared. \par
14. Will you please send a man to look at my water.  It is a funny colour and not fit to drink. \par
15. Our lavatory seat is broken in half and is now in three pieces. \par
16. I want to complain about the farm across the road; every morning at 6am his cock wakes me up and its getting too much for me. \par
17. The man next door has a large erection in the back garden which is unsightly and dangerous. \par
18. Our kitchen floor is damp.  We have two children and would like a third, so please send someone round to do something about it.  (I\rquote ll be right there!)\par
19. I am a single woman living in a downstairs flat, and would you please do something about the noise made by the man on top of me every night. \par
20. Please send a man with the right tool to finish the job and satisfy my wife. \par
21. I have had the Clerk of works down on the floor six times, but I still have no satisfaction.  \par
\par
Rituals\par
\tab 7AM  blowjob from Wayne  \par
\tab 7:10   fuck Wayne\rquote s ass\tab\par
\tab 7:12   wash dick; blowjob from Karen\par
\tab 7:15   fuck Karen on bathroom floor\par
\tab 7:22   join Karen in shower; fuck her ass\par
\tab 7:30   fuck Mom on kitchen table\par
\tab 7:35   eat breakfast\emdash everyone naked\par
\tab 7:45   Wayne fucks Mom\par
\tab 7:50   Wayne double teams Karen with Kevin\par
\tab 8AM  go the fuck to school!\par
\par
\tab 8:20   take Winnie to janitor\rquote s room\par
\tab 8:22   blowjob from Winnie\par
\tab 8:25   fuck Winnie\rquote s ass\par
\tab 8:35   take Lance Simpton to janitor\rquote s room\'85\par
\tab 8:45   blowjob from Lance; cock not cleaned off from Winnie ass\par
\tab 8:55   in class\par
\par
\tab 9:56   squeeze Jennifer Medly\rquote s ass outside of class\par
\tab 10:05  in class\par
\pard\li360\tab 10:20  rub up against Nellie Gospher; reach under skirt, down her\par
                panties and finger-finger-finger; secure behind class closet, \par
                open Nellie\rquote s blouse and free her titties\emdash suck \lquote em.    \par
\tab 10:30  squirt off into Nellie\rquote s mouth\par
\tab 10:45  Bonnie Huston notices Kevin with boner\par
\tab 10:57  take Bonnie Huston to janitor\rquote s room\'85\par
\tab 11:12  late for class\par
\par
\tab 11:58  LUNCH\par
\tab 12:18  take Winnie to janitor\rquote s room\par
\tab 1:10    late for class\emdash but happy\par
\par
\tab 1:55   race to bathroom before shitting pants\par
\tab 2:10   in class (late)\par
\tab 2:30   nail Katy Whinthrop on library floor; doggie style\par
\tab 2:55   school over; walk Winnie home\'85\par
\par
\tab 3:15  Winnie naked on her bed\par
\tab 3:17  Winnie fucked on her bed\par
\tab 3:22  Kevin all but spent; takers shower (alone)\par
\tab 3:45  nails Winnie\rquote s Mom on her bed\par
\tab 3:58  passes out from exhaustion\par
\tab 4:20  goes home\par
\par
\tab 4:45  fucks Wayne\rquote s ass; Wayne jacks off onto brother\rquote s balls; Wayne \par
              sucks his own cum off of his own brother\rquote s balls; Wayne sucks \par
              brother\rquote s cock (before it was washed!)  Kevin pees on Wayne, \par
              spanks his ass red; gets a rim job from Wayne\par
\par
\tab 5:05  fucks the Mom\par
\tab 5:15  fucks sister Karen\par
\tab 5:20  exhausted again; passes out\line\par
\tab 6PM  dinner\par
\tab 6:30   fucks sister Karen\rquote s ass (in backyard)\par
\tab 6:45   watches brother Wayne and sister Karen fuck with Karen on \par
               top; Kevin sits on brother\rquote s face with his balls in brother\rquote s \par
               mouth\emdash Karen sucks his dick\par
\par
\tab 7:05  do homework\par
\tab 7:30  chat with Winnie\par
\tab 7:45  take shower (alone)\par
\par
\tab 8PM  blowjob from Wayne\par
\tab 8:12   sodomize Wayne with a large diameter candle\par
\tab 8:20   sodomize Karen with large diameter candle\par
\tab 8:30   sodomize Mom with a large diameter candle\par
\tab 8:35   fuck Mom (with candle still in her ass)\par
\tab 8:45   fuck Karen (with candle in her ass)\par
\tab 9PM  take it in the ass himself from candle\par
\tab 9:15   take it in the ass from Wayne\par
\par
\tab 10PM  go to bed!\par
\par
\tab 7AM  start a new day!\par
\pard\fs24\page\fs28 Different perspective\par
\tab Untethered unnatural unfettered desires brought Kevin directed by his Invader back to the classroom of Horatio Verlo.  The man was once more deep into his naughty task, and it was clear to both Kevin and the Voice inside his head that the man had complete control over his students.\par
\tab\lquote you hear that?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Hear what?\rquote\par
\tab The Voice in his head didn\rquote t reply but was silent.\par
\tab\lquote Wh-what\rquote s going on?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote I hear something.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote What?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote a noise.\rquote\par
\tab Concentration was not at a premium, it was being disrupted by the object the man wore on his wrist.  The mind altering device though low-key in some respects, was putting out electronical waves that disrupted the Voice\rquote s thinking.\par
\tab\lquote What do you want me to do?\rquote\par
\tab The Voice didn\rquote t know.  He closed his \ldblquote eyes\rdblquote  and fell quiet for some time.  Kevin remained absolutely still\emdash he was rendered \ldblquote invisible\rdblquote  and tucked into a corner of the classroom.  If the concentration of his Host Invader failed\emdash then he would be visible and that would be bad.  Very bad.\par
\tab Meanwhile, Mr. Verlo had Belinda Perkell on his desk, she wore a short gray pleated skirt with small dainty flowers all over it\emdash butterflies, too.  The girl was laid out and Verlo slid her orange panties down to her ankles.  Rising from his chair he leaned over the girl, reaching under her skirt and cupping her ass.  His other hand rested on her chest, squeezing her small budding breasts.\par
\tab None of the other students made any indication that they were \ldblquote aware.\rdblquote   Belinda wasn\rquote t aware, either.  She lay still.  She was blond, blue eyes, and quite lovely for her young age.  But then most girls her age were cute\emdash damn cute.\par
\tab Kevin stared, moaned, and had deep desires.\par
\tab Verlo pulled his cock out, pulled Belinda\rquote s panties off her ankles and opened her legs.  Holding the girl\rquote s legs he pulled her (crotch) to him.  Verlo\rquote s manhood stiff and pulsing brushed its mushroom head against the innocent child\rquote s sex.  \par
\tab There was penetration, slight.  The mushroom head of the man\rquote s dick went gouging up and down the ten year old\rquote s entrance with after each Up and Down motion there was a strong urge of \ldblquote penetration.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab On and on it went until the man\rquote s dick head had disappeared.\par
\tab Belinda made some facial expressions expressing that she was \ldblquote aware\rdblquote  that something was amiss.  But she was still under the mind control of the wrist-worn Device.  His hands went up under the girl\rquote s blouse, his cock went into her sex a little more, his desires intensified and soon he was pumping.\par
\tab Kevin was enthralled\emdash greatly.  He moaned, groaned, and yearned to be a part of the deal on the desk\emdash but held fast where he was and continued to wait.\par
\tab Verlo continued to hump, working in a little bit more of his pud that soon led him to that level where his pumping increased in tempo.  Belinda\rquote s little body rocked; she continued to make more faces and even light whimpers.  It was quite an event and Verlo slipped himself into her sex a little more.\par
\tab Before too long, though, and Mr. V was cumming.  Some squirted into the girl\rquote s cunt while the rest the teacher of the year pulled his prick out and emptied its load onto the student\rquote s quim.  Into the mess the man rubbed his cock, smearing the spunk all about and squirting off a little more.\par
\tab Using a handy-dandy rag he cleaned the girl of his spilled cum, then pulled her to him and kissed her.  A deep in the mouth kiss, squeezing her bare ass all the while.\par
\tab After putting Belinda\rquote s panties back on and reseating her to her desk, Mr. V, with his dick hanging out, wandered up and down the aisles of his class; selecting Jennifer Madden to handle his johnson; wrapping her dainty fingers about his pud Verlo had her masturbate him.  When he was hard he face fucked her, poked his way into her mouth and had quite a time.\par
\tab Linda Travers received a face fucking, too.  With Linda, though, Mr. V pulled the girl up from her desk, undone her jeans and tugged them down.  The girl wore nice yellow panties and had a lovely bald poon.  \par
\tab The teacher of the year was enthralled; he hugged her, patted and squeezed her butt, ran his finger up and down her slit and if time had been more permitting, he would have taken her to his desk and done her like he had done Belinda.\par
\tab But time was short and so he settled for fondling.\par
\tab Eric Chandler got more than fondling, though; Mr. Horatio Verlo was an equal opportunity molester!  After much fondling and fingering of Linda, the Teacher of the Month/Year made way to young nine year old Eric who sat two desks behind.  The boy was pulled up from his desk and pantsed\emdash that is to say his pants and underwear were taken to his ankles.\par
\page\tab Like Linda, the boy had no hair on his sex, Mr. V fondled the boy, working his little dinkus into something more.  To the boy\rquote s ass there was heavy petting, fondling, and squeezing of the cheeks\emdash even an anal finger!  But the most attention was to the boy\rquote s cock and balls.  \par
\tab Horatio went down on the boy, sucking into his mouth the little hard cock and hairless nads.  Eric stared blankly ahead mindless.  Kevin slowly and very carefully gouged the heel of his hand to his cock; in the front row was Jessica Shaver.  She was ten and lived just across the street from him.  She was cute, damn cute.  He saw her in her swimsuit sometimes running amok about her house; he saw her when she was in the front yard doing summersaults, handstands, and frolicking while dressed in inappropriate wear for doing such activities (i.e. skirts, dresses).\par
\tab She sat in the front row desk in a beige skirt, a short beige skirt with her legs open revealing to Kevin her nice tight form fitting white panties.  The desire was there\emdash strongly.  He wanted to fuck her, just like doing his sister, brother, Winnie, her mother, and all the other bitches he had boned.  It mattered not one iota that Jessica was merely ten\emdash not one iota.\par
\tab Though time was precious, basically a few minutes before the End of Class bell rang out, Mr. V had Eric on his hands and knees.  He had sucked his fill of the boy\rquote s cock and balls, stood up and face fucked the boy until he squirted some of his precious life giving goo onto the boy\rquote s handsome face.  Then it was too much to let go by and the youngster was \ldblquote positioned.\rdblquote\par
\tab With some spittle applied to the boy\rquote s rim, some cum, Mr. V committed the ultimate sin and made anal penetration.  Nothing came verbally from the boy but there was a mighty groan of pleasure from Horatio.  \ldblquote AW-YEAH!\rdblquote   he reared back, arched his back and plunged the head of his manhood and a couple of inches into the boy\rquote s turd pipe.\par
\tab Verlo pumped and made more entry into the boy casually throwing his head back to check the clock on the wall.  (apparently, the wrist-worn EMAD did NOT tell time.)\par
\tab The lack of sufficient time pissed Verlo off and he pumped ridiculously until he came off into the boy\rquote s ass.  The final thrusts made sodomizing of the boy incredible as the lubrication therein provided adequate charge for full anal busting.\par
\tab Eric felt the stabbing pain and made audible comments unintelligible though they be.  Verlo didn\rquote t care, he was getting his nut and that was all there was to it.  \par
\tab There was One Minute to End of Class bell, Verlo power fucked Eric, finally shooting a massive wad of spunk into the boy\emdash there was not time to enjoy or relax.  He was coated in sweat and was all about spent of energy.\par
\page\tab Quickly he wiped the boy\rquote s smoldering sphincter and pulled his clothes up, his asshole was still gooey and somewhat bloody but there was no time to deal with it.  He threw the boy into his seat and hastened quickly back to his own desk.  His cock was on fire and he barely got it returned to where it belonged when the bell rang out.\par
\tab The students in their chairs all jolted.\par
\tab Kevin felt something strange inside him that jarred him, too.\par
\tab Whether or not Mr. Verlo had done something with his wrist-worn EMAD was not clear but there was steady unbridled commotion in the class as the students regained themselves and the school day was over.   \par
\tab As the students filed out, Kevin mingled with them.  Although he was thirteen, he was the same size as the ten year olds and no one seemed to notice.\par
\tab What was noticed, though, was by the time Kevin made the transition hallway\emdash he was alone.  Er, more to the point that his Invader was no longer with him.  He stood for awhile and waited.  And waited.  And then waited some more.\par
\tab Meanwhile\'85\par
\tab Verlo was still in business.  Young Eric Chandler was at the teacher\rquote s desk, pants and underwear down.  Mr. V\rquote s dick was out and Eric was sucking it all the while Verlo fondled the boy\rquote s own dick.\par
\tab After a few minutes the boy was stripped nude.  Sitting in his teacher\rquote s chair Verlo brought the naked nine year old onto his lap and once more invaded his asshole.  A small amount of special cock & anal grease lubricated the man\rquote s schlong as well as applied liberally to the boy\rquote s anus.  Eric made faces as he was reamed but otherwise was still greatly under the control of Mind Control.\par
\tab Just an inch or so remained of Verlo\rquote s cock from penetrating fully into Eric\rquote s pooper.  The man held the boy\rquote s ass and gently power pumped up into him.  And there was kissing, too, Frenching.  It seemed to help intensify the lust Horatio had for his young student.\par
\tab Finally, all the length of Verlo\rquote s cock was up into the boy\rquote s rectum.\par
\tab Tears were streaming from Eric\rquote s face; he made faces expressing his displeasure.  Verlo locked his mouth about the boy\rquote s mouth and drove his tongue wickedly inside.  He held the boy tightly with his manhood DEEP into the boy\rquote s anal tract, pumping and pumping and pumping.\par
\page\tab When the orgasm began there was no stopping.\par
\tab Verlo broke the kiss and humped tenaciously until he was blasting off with much vigor and vim.  Eric began to become more and more \ldblquote aware\rdblquote  as the pain overrode the mind lock.  But it was too late and Verlo was in the \ldblquote I don\rquote t care\rdblquote  mode.\par
\tab Eric whined and became more vocal in his distress.  His confusion, though, limited his ability to be more aware of his situation and be cognizant of it.  There was still some mind tapping working on the boy\rquote s mind but it seemed as if the boy was more of himself than not.\par
\tab Horatio Verlo still didn\rquote t care, he jammed himself into the boy\rquote s fucked fuck hole and fucked him into the wall.  The boy squirmed, twisted, and was totally aware but powerless to do squat about it.  \par
\tab Finally there was a massive final thrust bout with several DEEP full anal penetration pumps.  Eric screamed as his asshole was well reamed and completely full to the fullest max.  Sweaty Horatio Verlo rammed his manhood entirely into the boy\rquote s hole, gripping the student\rquote s hips and straining himself as his cock unloaded mass quantities of delicious cum.\par
\tab After Verlo pulled out the boy fell away, curling up into a fetal position.  Verlo himself fell away, handling his aching fuck stick and reeling in his vile deed.\par
\tab Another End of Class bell sounded, though class sessions for the school were officially over, there was another for the PE (physical ed students in the gyms or ball fields.)  \par
\tab The janitors would be making their rounds soon\'85\par
\tab Verlo gathered himself and stood at the sink located at the back of the classroom that was used for class project cleanups.  He washed his dick; then his face and then pulled up his distraught; stood him up straight and peed on.  A golden shower; the stream splashed onto the boy\rquote s chest but was specifically aimed at showering the boy\rquote s cock and balls.\par
\tab Holding back the full flood the boy was turned around and told to \ldblquote bend over.\rdblquote   Eric complied and spread his quaking cheeks as per command, too.  The boy shook and trembled and jolted slightly when the splash of urine anointed his fresh fucked still smoldering asshole.\par
\tab Thereafter the student was washed; then he was duct taped bound hand and foot, hand and foot.  A piece of tape was applied to his mouth and then his hands and feet were taped together in a similarly hog-tie position.\par
\tab Thereafter he was stuffed into a ditty bag, Verlo stripped off his own clothes putting on a jogging outfit.  The ditty bag containing the student slung over his back and out the door they went.  Eric Chandler was never seen again\'85\par
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\pard\par
I aint got nobody\'85\par
\tab Like fog rolling there was naught to do but \ldblquote roll along\rdblquote .  There seemed to be no \ldblquote body\rdblquote , no form, nothing to touch or feel or even be a part of.  It was like lifeless, or lifelessness.   It was a little more than weird.  \par
\tab Awareness\emdash it was elusive as everything else.\par
\tab Who-what-where-when-and how; adjectives that bore no meaning.  \par
\tab Awareness\emdash it did not exist.\par
\tab Perhaps it was like being dead.\par
\tab That had more merit but was no less appealing.\par
\tab There were no thoughts, tangible or otherwise.  Nothing to hold on to, nothing to remember.  Was there existence; what WAS existence?  There seemed to be something\emdash some sort of awareness that was elusive at best.  \par
\tab There was naught to do but to \ldblquote roll on\rdblquote  like the fog.\par
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\pard\qc *\par
\pard\par
\tab Not far from the maddening crowd that was PS 18 was a country church.  A small facility with multiple parking lots on three sides; a disused space directly behind the church that butted against an open field; quaint sporting the quintessential Americana type \ldblquote country\rdblquote  church.  It was here that a lone vehicle was parked.  Inside were two occupants, a man and a young girl.\par
\tab They were related, father/daughter.  The \ldblquote father\rdblquote  had his dick out; it was hard and he was squeezing it, loving it, and seemed to be in some agony.  \par
\tab The girl sat ogling the thing, smiling and giggling.\par
\tab The father was in his late 40s, clean shaven and managed (groomed.)  A little graying at the temples with small streaks of gray throughout his thick coarse jet black hair.  He seemed to be a stern kind of man; strict, professional, no-nonsense.  No expensive shoes or clothes, but a nice watch\emdash and a wedding ring.  His truck was a nominal not over the top vehicle, it wasn\rquote t cluttered and seemed well maintained.\par
\tab The girl wore a dark green skirt with a lime green print top.  She had long blond hair and was as cute as could be!  She continued to eye her Daddy\rquote s dong and when her Daddy said,\par
\tab\ldblquote Come on, baby.\rdblquote  she gleefully leaned down\'85\par
\page\tab Daddy Paul Konner caressed his daughter\rquote s backside as she placed her lips about his cock.  His head shot back as he cock shot into her mouth.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh yeah, baby, that\rquote s a good girl!\rdblquote  his right hand roamed about her backside all the more, working down to her butt.\par
\tab Katilin engulfed the member, sucking most of it into her mouth.  Her dainty ten year old fingers gripping his staff, cupping his balls, and pleasuring him beyond measure.\par
\tab Simple blue panties she wore, they were worked down as Paul had his hand inside them, squeezing her cheeks, fingering her hole, and working his hand down to push the undies down exposing her ass.  Once done he gave a quick looksee about the area around him then laid down in the seat, positioning his young daughter on top of him, pulling off her panties and pushing down his own pants and underwear.\par
\tab They were 69ing.\par
\tab It was one of their favorite positions.\par
\tab Paul drove his wicked tongue up into Katilin\rquote s quim; licking and nipping the lips.  Katilin squealed, giggled, and wriggled on his face.  With his hands clamped tightly onto her dainty ass he enjoyed himself as he had many times before.  His manhood thrusted deeper into his child\rquote s mouth; the girl sucked and sucked and sucked\emdash made slurping sounds and strove to get the \ldblquote goo\rdblquote  out.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s coming, baby,\rdblquote  Paul breathed into her bald pussy, \ldblquote Daddy\rquote s cumming; you\rquote re a good girl; suck me, baby, make me cum!\rdblquote\par
\tab Katilin sucked, squeezed her fingers about the base and raked her teeth against the shaft.  Her tongue danced a jig about his super sensitive crown ridge and soon there were juts of his love cream filling her mouth.\par
\tab Paul jammed his tongue and his dick into his daughter\rquote s body.  Into her pussy he breathed \ldblquote OH YEAH!\rdblquote  as the power thrusts into her mouth were dynamic to say the least.\par
\tab Thrust after thrust, squirt after squirt, he came and came and came.\par
\tab Kaitlin herself managed to give of herself, showering her Daddy\rquote s face with her own essence.  Paul licked up every bit, still nipped her cunt lips; spread her cheeks and dwelled a time into her unfucked asshole.\par
\tab His cock began to taper off; Kaitlin pulled away, smacked her lips and had indeed swallowed all of her Daddy\rquote s goo.  She continued to smile and ogle her Daddy\rquote s dong as it softened.\par
\tab\ldblquote That was good, Daddy.\rdblquote  the little girl said.\par
\tab Paul could only continue to breath hard and keep himself awake.\par
\tab\ldblquote Daddy, I think I gotta go pee.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab Checking the area the Daddy felt it was secure enough and eased open his door\emdash after pulling up his pants and underwear.  Little Kaitlin had straightened herself up; her hair was a mess, though, and her panties were left on the floorboard.  \par
\tab With security still a concern they slipped into the back of the pickup and lay down\emdash out of sight.  There, Paul pushed his pants and underwear back down and then off his ankles.  Kaitlin crawled to position herself on top of him, settling on his manhood.  She rose up a little, bit her bottom lip and the release of her bladder began.\par
\tab Paul clutched at her ass apparently reeling in being peed on.\par
\tab Kaitlin giggled, blushed and gave her all as she pissed on her Daddy\rquote s manhood.  She lay on him, they began to kiss; Paul began to hump and get hard; Kaitlin straddled her Daddy a little more, working his dick into her sex.  Paul rubbed his daughter\rquote s bare ass all the more, squeezing the cheeks as he buried both tongue and dick into her young body.\par
\tab Kaitlin farted.\par
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\pard\qc *\par
\pard\par
\tab The state of having existence; the essence of being, the perception of \par
\par
\tab Without a \ldblquote body\rdblquote  there was no touching.\par
\tab Without a \ldblquote body\rdblquote  there was no walking involved to move from place to place.  Nothing to smell, either.  But there was \ldblquote seeing\rdblquote  and hearing.  The \ldblquote thinking\rdblquote  element of being seemed to be elusive, too.  The \ldblquote Who\rdblquote  \ldblquote What\rdblquote  \ldblquote Where\rdblquote  of existing was just as elusive as ever.  Was there a Past?  Would there be a Future?  It seemed that there was only to be the Current mode of existence\emdash such as it was.\par
\tab From the church the Entity sailed along haphazard-like; there was no particular place to go; no particular place that seemed like was needed to go\emdash there was only to wander, the listless wander for no apparent good reason.\par
\tab And at length the Entity came to pause at a modern home constructed in the non-traditional manner; its architecture was beyond mainstream construct with boxy lines, jutting decks, square columns.  It would fit in a futuristic motif had it a differing color than basic \ldblquote stucco\rdblquote ; some \ldblquote round\rdblquote  designs similar to a classic flying saucer design.\par
\page\tab A sunken driveway; a towering stucco fence surrounding; trees and shrubs galore with security cams here and there, and one over there.  As to its exact entrance was not clear; mail and other deliveries had a designated spot outside by the common sidewalk.  \par
\tab A Range Rover was parked in the drive, a nice one, too.\par
\tab It was worthy of a pause but the wandering Entity felt nothing and decided to go on.  Just then, of course, something caught the Entity\rquote s attention.  A lone figure was in the heavy brush.\par
\par
\tab A great deal of patience the lone figure had, making small moves of no more than a foot or two or three at a time until reaching the outer wall surrounding the outer courtyard.  The Entity was not impeded by thorns or stickers from the various trees and shrubs and glided effortlessly to where the lone figure found the one spot along the stucco wall that was not in the red-eye eye sight of the security camera.  Up and over the wall he went in one fluid-like motion.\par
\tab The Entity was impressed and though could not \ldblquote go thru walls\rdblquote  found the metal bars that was the \ldblquote gate-door\rdblquote  did not confound his essence and passing thru was made easy.  By then the lone figure was out of sight.\par
\tab Commotion inside the house brought the Entity in the know that the lone figure was already INSIDE!\par
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\tab On the floor of the home was a man; a nice expensive sweater, nice slacks, expensive shoes.  He was in his mid forties, well groomed and manicured.  The living room in chaos after what apparently there was a brief struggle of which the owner/designer of the home lost.\par
\tab Expensive imported furniture there was scattered about the sunken living room; complete with paintings, fireplace, mini bar, entertainment system with drop-down plasma screen.\par
\tab A girl\rquote s scream alerted the Entity and gliding up the short stairs to the level of the house, then down a hallway to a connecting corridor.  A marvelous indoor waterfall there was, complete with pond and aquatic plants and Japanese fishes.  There was no time to relax, though; it was through the dinning room, breakfast nook, up some stairs and down a hall to where the screams of a teenage girl was loudest.\par
\tab It was a bedroom, thrown onto the bed was a teenage girl who tried with all her might to defy the home invader, a man in his early 20s; long unkempt black hair; a near pale ghost-like skin tone; small chain adornments attached to not only his ears but his nostril bridge and that space between the eyes.\par
\page\tab He said very little but conveyed a great deal\emdash he was in charge.  More than once he slapped the girl\rquote s face and wrestled with her attaching her wrists to the iron bed.  The bed was a full sized width bed with iron \ldblquote posts\rdblquote ; the girl wore clothing suggesting a grunge/gothic lifestyle.  Lipstick and adornments also put her in that socially unacceptable sub-culture but not to the extreme.\par
\tab\ldblquote DON\rquote T FUCKING TOUCH ME!\rdblquote  yelled-demanded the girl.  But she wasn\rquote t in charge and was slapped HARD for her rant demand.  With both wrists finally secured to the iron posts she was fucked.  The fight was just about out of her, constraining her wrists were adjustable leather straps and they were cinched up tight securing her wrists.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Amanda\rdblquote  wore a loose fitting teeshirt that was stained with various colors in some sort of odd style all her own.  A short black leather jacket with assorted \ldblquote chains\rdblquote  with loose fitting jeans also adorned with jeans, patches, and colorful stains also covered the girl\emdash\par
\tab for a while.\par
\tab Amanda lashed out with her feet, kicking the invader.  She seethed and let fly a flurry of furious words\emdash she had reached the level of where her words jumbled together and made no since.  She began to spit her words; her anger kept her defiance high.\par
\tab The Invader, Tully, seemed not angered by the girl\rquote s defiance but enthralled.  He smiled and leered at the girl; he was spooky.  His coal dark eyes, pale skin, fucked hair, pin in his tongue, an adornment to the side of lip, and basic facial expression suggested that the man was a whacko.\par
\tab When Amanda\rquote s legs were finally stretched out and secured to their posts, the seventeen year old knew it was hopeless.  She knew other atrocities were to come, too.  \par
\tab And she would be right!  \par
\par
\tab Tully cocked his head side to side, leered and lusted to the helpless girl, licking his lips lasciviously he conveyed to her that she was going to be in for the time of her life.  Well, at least one of them was.  Tully pulled off his rumbled well used grungy leather jacket revealing a slightly muscular body under a tight dirty teeshirt.  Nextly came off his three inch wide studded belt.\par
\tab Raising up he continued to grin evily; the girl thrashed about as much as she could, cussing and defying him, shaking her head and spitting at him.  This action did not upset her tormentor but only increased his desire.  Quickly he shot his hand back and gave a hard squeeze to her pussy.\par
\tab The girl freaked and went into a rage.\par
\page\tab The belt in the Invader\rquote s other hand smacked inner thigh bringing her eyes practically out of head.  The sharp sting was so much that she was unable to respond or spit.\par
\tab Tully straddled her tighter pressing his hands onto her breasts, wriggling his body and beginning to grind against her.  Slowly he began to inch down.  Amanda began to freak again, cussing and saying repeatedly \ldblquote DON\rquote T FUCKING TOUCH ME!\rdblquote\par
\tab Tully moved down to where he was between her open legs and \ldblquote touching\rdblquote  her; his hands squeezing the meat of her cunt trying to drive his thumbs into her sex.  Amanda began to cry; her rage had lost its power.  Tully undone her pants, unzipped, and pulled the flaps back.\par
\tab\ldblquote LEAVE HER ALONE!\rdblquote  shouted a young voice and suddenly Tully was assaulted by a small boy, Amanda\rquote s 9yr old brother, Scott.  The boy came charging with an autographed baseball bat; he gave a mighty swing at the intruder\'85\par
\tab but the intruder grabbed the bat in mid swing and bashed it back into the boy\rquote s handsome face bloodying his nose and putting a nice lump on his forehead.  Scott stumbled backwards and fell to the floor.\par
\tab Tully eased off the bed in a curious slow manner and stood over the boy, smiling, leering.  Scott was a little delirious and lay stunned on the floor.  Tully reached down grabbing the boy up by his shirt then plastered him against the wall.  The boy was still dazed, batted his eyes and stared at the intruder.\par
\tab Tully smiled at the boy and in a quick fluid motion flung the boy to the bed on top of his sister\rquote s legs.  The boy\rquote s arms were pinned behind him with great force.  The heavy duty duct tape used in securing Amanda\rquote s wrists and ankles was used in securing the boy.  \par
\tab The invader seemed to have a peculiar manner in which he used the tape, a style that was similar to lashing of logs in fashioning a raft.  The tape was tight and very binding.  Young Scott began to get his wits back and fight back\emdash it did him no good and he was tossed off of the bed.  He went crashing onto the floor and it hurt.\par
\tab Attention was returned to Amanda.\par
\par
\tab A knife was produced; a very sharp and dangerous knife, a switchblade that easily sliced thru Amanda\rquote s jeans.  Tully was good, expert-like as during the slicing he never touched the girl\rquote s delicate skin.  \par
\page\tab When the jeans were shredded and cast off, Tully paused in his doings to stare at the girl in her basic white panties with pink flowers all over them.  Again, he squashed her pussy with his invading fingers.  Amanda freaked and wriggled in distress, whimpering and begging.\tab\par
\tab Tully cared not for her begging and drove his thumb into her sex.  \par
\tab Scott\rquote s head popped up to the side of the bed; eyes bulging, nose bloodied, very angered and very shocked.  \ldblquote Leave her alone you son-of-a-bitch!\rdblquote\par
\tab This outburst got the youngster a smack to the head by the back of the man\rquote s hand.  Scott went sailing backwards colliding with a small tiki/bamboo import nightstand-table.  Tully paid the boy no attention and pulled the crotch of her panties to one side, revealing a nice cunt.\par
\tab Amanda twisted in distress, warranting another smack to her thigh.  She began to weep, screw up her pretty face and clench.  The man continued to smile and gawk at the girl\rquote s sex.  With a simple flick of his wrist his knife cut the panties off of her; the garment was collected, sniffed, and then tossed to the crumbled heap that was her brother.\par
\tab The blade gingerly went into Amanda\rquote s slit, then laid flat against her poon and began shaving some of the hairs.  Amanda clenched all the tighter.  Tully worked the blade until shaving expertly a nice swath on each side of her entrance.  He leaned down laying his full weight onto the girl breathing into her ear,\par
\tab\ldblquote Be nice, bitch, and I want shave your brother\rquote s balls!\rdblquote\par
\par
\tab Eyes of Amanda and Scott bulged wide as the home invader stood at the foot of the bed sliding down his pants.  He wore no underwear so his manhood was out (and hard) and ready.  Off came his shirt and he was naked.  Young Scott though in some pain and discomfort sat in quiet awe having never seen a nude man before.  \par
\tab Tully stood masturbating casually peering at the hapless girl, smiling, leering, and lusting.  Slowly he came back onto the bed, Amanda shook her head whimpering \ldblquote no, no, please.\rdblquote\par
\tab Tully paid no attention and positioned himself onto the girl, laying his manhood directly onto her cunt.  The knife returned to slice away her teeshirt and bra.  Amanda whimpered more and wept.\par
\tab\ldblquote who\rquote s been in you.\rdblquote  Tully whispered.\par
\tab\ldblquote FUCK YOU!\rdblquote  screamed the girl thrashing her head.\par
\tab Tully smiled, raised up some and brought his blade to rest on her right breast\rquote s nipple.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll nip it off\'85\rdblquote\par
\tab Amanda\rquote s neck muscles tightened as she struggled to resist.  The blade encircled the partially erect (hard) nipple, applying gentle but persuasive pressure.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ok, you fucking bastard,\rdblquote  yelled in angered whimper Amanda, \ldblquote James!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote James your boyfriend?\rdblquote  inquired Tully.\par
\tab\ldblquote Kiss my ass!\rdblquote  yapped the girl.  \par
\tab Tully smiled, \ldblquote Don\rquote t worry, I will.\rdblquote\par
\tab Amanda broke down again and was unable to communicate.\par
\tab\ldblquote James Caveface,\rdblquote  blurted Scott, \ldblquote her dorky boyfriend.\rdblquote\par
\tab Tully turned his head and smiled to Scott, \ldblquote Thank you.\rdblquote  \par
\tab\ldblquote Anyone else?\rdblquote  he asked of the boy.\par
\tab Scott gulped and made a slight head nod indicating that it was so.\par
\tab\ldblquote Who?\rdblquote\par
\tab Scott lowered his eyes, sighed, \ldblquote A-a couple of other guys.\rdblquote\par
\tab Tully was amused.  \ldblquote Who?\rdblquote  he asked again.\par
\tab\ldblquote Joel Banks, Henry Bawks.\rdblquote\par
\tab Tully once more was appreciative, cocked his head and admired the boy.  Leaning off the bed he leaned close to the boy, \ldblquote You watch?\rdblquote\par
\tab Scott backed up, pressing his shoulders to the wall.  He nodded his head indicating No but his eyes conveyed \ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Your sister gets it on with them right here?\rdblquote\par
\tab The boy was in a spot, his eyes told everything.\par
\tab Tully moved off Amanda and off the bed to squat nakedly before the bewildered boy.\par
\tab\ldblquote Tell you what, you tell me about your sister,\rdblquote  Tully grinned tousling the lad\rquote s hair, \ldblquote and I wont hurt her.  Deal?\rdblquote\par
\tab Scott being na\'efve nodded\emdash but he was still embarrassed.  So they went to the boy\rquote s room where nifty info on Amanda was procured via a small spy camera/video gadget.  The angle was from a top down view\emdash like the air vent directly above Amanda\rquote s bed.  The boy\rquote s room was cluttered with high-tech junk, and from his vent that was side wall mounted he had access to the whole house.  \par
\tab The video/camera was hooked up to the 13-inch television on the boy\rquote s desk to reveal the lovely naked Amanda giving head to James, Joel, and Henry\emdash one at a time and not all at the same time.\par
\tab The boys, one at a time at differing times, sucked Amanda\rquote s cunt, her titties, and then fucked her.  Occasionally, usually with Joel, she rode him.  There was 69ing with Henry and then\'85\par
\page\tab With Joel the two teens, clothed by the way, utilized a bong to get high.  A green glass ceramic bong both teen took hits off and got stupid high.  At times, too, Amanda would lay out naked while Joel snorted cocaine from her titties and pussy.\par
\tab Amanda, too, snorted junk from off of Joel\rquote s cock.\par
\tab With Henry she took it up the ass.\par
\tab With James it was usually straight passionate straight fucking.\par
\tab There, too, were times where Amanda was alone and naked, finger banging herself all unaware of being \ldblquote watched.\rdblquote   She fucked herself with candles, bananas, and a long neck bong tube.\par
\tab\ldblquote Excellent.\rdblquote  Tully said.  He brought the boy back to his sister\rquote s room.  The girl had worn the skin off of her wrists but there was no concern of her getting out of the tape\emdash it was heavy duty and bound her to the iron posts well.  She had only caused irritation to herself only\emdash as well as exhausted herself.\par
\tab Tully returned to the girl\rquote s body, sliding into her sex his cock.\par
\tab Scott was no longer too upset as it was conveyed to him that Tully was merely to fuck Amanda and then go.  Talk about na\'efve!\par
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\tab Up close and personal was even better (than watching from the air vent above his sister\rquote s bed and then later in private in his room.  From right behind the \ldblquote action\rdblquote  he saw Tully\rquote s cock sliding in and out of Amanda\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab\ldblquote Whoa!\rdblquote  he breathed.  From his vantage point above in the air vent he could only see basic sex acts in progress and never absolute penetration.  Behind the two he saw Tully\rquote s cock sliding effortlessly into Amanda\rquote s cunt; he heard the sounds of \ldblquote sex\rdblquote  and saw juices flowing.  It was amazing and got the boy as hard as ever.\par
\tab Tully began power fucking, straining his dick, cinching up his balls and squirting off wad after wad.  Young Scott sat with his eyes bulging and mouth agape.  Tully pulled out and squirted a massive wad of sticky substance all over Amanda\rquote s pussy.  He gave a mighty moan of satisfaction then stuffed himself back in.\par
\tab A few more pumpings and he was done.\par
\tab done fucking her pussy anyways\'85\par
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\tab\ldblquote You fucking bastard!\rdblquote  bitched Amanda.\par
\tab Tully paid no mind to her outburst but fully emptied his love tool into her sex, then grinded it against her continuing to pleasure himself.  He then went down and began suckling on her breasts\emdash suckling one and kneading the other.\par
\tab Then, whispering into her ear,\par
\tab\ldblquote You have make naughty with your brother?\rdblquote\par
\tab Amanda lost her ability to breathe.  The thought was even too horrid to even think of.  She stared up to her ceiling in disgust and began to become revolted.\par
\tab Tully\rquote s hands went roaming all over the girl\rquote s body, inching himself down to where he sat poised between her legs.  For a long while he stared at her cooze coated in his cum.  Amanda raised her head to stare at him, she seethed her anger, tightened her neck muscles, then wrestled with herself in a feeble attempt at breaking the duct tape binding her.\par
\tab Tully turned and grabbed a holt of Scott, pulling him up onto the bed, sitting him on his knees.  The boy looked upon his unfortunate sister and was perplexed with both the sibling chivalry aspect as well as awed by her nudity.\par
\tab Whispering into the boy\rquote s ear,\par
\tab\ldblquote You\rquote ve ever wanted to fuck her?  Like those boys on your camera did?\rdblquote\par
\tab Young Scott gulped and looked almost as pale as Tully.\par
\tab In his eyes was conveyed both fright and mystic.  There was an inert curiosity\emdash the boy did not necessarily want to fuck her but wanted to fuck anybody.  He was curious about \ldblquote fucking\rdblquote  as a whole.\par
\tab Tully smiled, patted the boy\rquote s ass, and with his blade (again) began ripping the boy\rquote s clothes off rendering him nude.\par
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\tab With his arms behind him, wrists bound, legs behind him, ankles bound, young ten year old Scott sat on his knees at his sister\rquote s head.  His little tally partially erect, his nads bare of hair.  Tully sat straddling the girl\rquote s body, his dick hard dripping cum resting between the girl\rquote s tits.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck him.\rdblquote\par
\tab Amanda\rquote s chest heaved, her eyes bulged and there was mixed emotions ranging from fright, horror, and pissed offedness like never before.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh you sick fuck!\rdblquote  she yelled.\par
\tab Young Scott was confused but aware of what \ldblquote suck him\rdblquote  referred to.\par
\page\tab Tully chortled, \ldblquote Suck him, or he loses them.\rdblquote  \par
\tab Amanda\rquote s eyes were directed to gawk at her naked brother\rquote s private boy parts\emdash and just nestled under Scott\rquote s hairless nads was the Invader\rquote s knife.  \ldblquote One fell swoop,\rdblquote  grinned-giggled Tully, \ldblquote and they\rquote re off!\rdblquote  he smiled and Amanda knew that the man was serious.\par
\tab Wavering her lips, closing her eyes Amanda opened her mouth and leaned towards her confounded brother.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck him well and he wont sing soprano tomorrow.\rdblquote\par
\tab Amanda whimpered, cried, and was broken.  She was greatly pissed (inside, too) but took her ten year old brother\rquote s dick into her mouth and sucked him (well.)\par
\tab Keeping her eyes closed tight the girl sucked her brother.  Tully caressed the boy\rquote s ass, removed the blade from his ball sac and smiled.  \par
\tab Scott was too mystified to be worrisome about the possibility of losing his nuggets.  It was his first blow job and it felt great!  He even began to pump and get into it.\par
\tab\ldblquote Whoa!\rdblquote  he breathed.\par
\tab\ldblquote Nice, huh?\rdblquote  Tully asked.\par
\tab The boy nodded.  His hurtie-owies, worries, bloodied nose, all faded.  He was scared, but getting a blow job beat out all things.  Amanda was good.\par
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\tab From cocksucking to ball washing, Amanda pleased her brother immensely.  Only slightly did the boy know that such doings was illicit.  At the moment, he didn\rquote t care.  It felt too good and he continued to reel in his receiving.\par
\tab Amanda, though, was not enthralled joyously by the deed she performed but was sickened.  She sucked Scott\rquote s nuggets while he himself humped her face and squirted a little; jutting pre-cum onto her face and hair.\par
\tab The binding tape to Scott\rquote s ankles was cut loose and the boy was repositioned\emdash sitting directly onto his sister\rquote s face and then laid down her body.  Tully caressed the boy\rquote s ass, parted the cheeks and closely examined his \ldblquote hole.\rdblquote\par
\tab Amanda thought she was disgusted with having to suck his penis and balls, but having a bird\rquote s eye look at his poop chute was beyond comprehension.  \ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote  she blurted.  She twisted and tried frivolously repeatedly to wriggle out of her restraints.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Give it a lick, sis, huh?\rdblquote  snickered Tully.\par
\tab There was no way, that was just too gross.\par
\tab\ldblquote You sure?\rdblquote  grinned devilishly the Intruder.\par
\tab Amanda nodded, but was curiously in wonderment, what the fuck was he going to do?\par
\tab Tully smiled, sat up and rubbed the boy\rquote s ass; then, producing his belt he let it fly to Scott\rquote s bare ass.\par
\tab The boy jolted and let out a horrific scream.\par
\tab Followed by another scream as his tormentor let fly another belting.\par
\tab The third scream was broken as young Scott had reached the apex of his ability to scream.  Amanda was screaming, too.  Like her brother, though, her words were messed up in a lingo unknown to common language.\par
\tab Tully held Scott down by straddling the boy\rquote s shoulders/back, pressing him down onto his sister; his young face down onto his sister\rquote s cum coated cunt.  Leaning down Tully eyed the girl, \par
\tab\ldblquote What say ye now?\rdblquote  he spoke in a sort of feeble attempt at pirate speak.\par
\tab The girl whimpered, wept, and was uncontrollable of her actions for several minutes.  Tully waited, he was patient.  While Amanda gathered herself, Tully caressed the boy\rquote s blistered ass, prying the cheeks open and ogling the boy\rquote s virgin pooper.\par
\tab When signs indicated that Amanda was calm, Tully eyed her and waited.  Amanda screwed up her face and thought it couldn\rquote t possibly get any worse.\par
\tab And she would be wrong.\par
\tab Way wrong.\par
\tab Her tongue flicked out to her brother\rquote s corn chute; luckily he was a good wiper and hadn\rquote t passed a turd in a good while.  Still, though, licking butt hole was disgusting.  Amanda licked Scott\rquote s pooper, she didn\rquote t like it but licked and licked and licked.\par
\tab Scott was a little grossed out by the deed\emdash it creeped him out.  But on the other hand, his dick got harder than ever and he began to hump\emdash all on his own.  \par
\tab No more than two minutes and Amanda had had enough.  Tully let it go although he had not told her to stop.  His own cock, like Scott\rquote s was as hard as ever and he grinded it against the girl\rquote s quim.  After Amanda had stopped licking, Scott was disgusted and greatly revolted\emdash he had to lick Tully\rquote s cock.\par
\page\tab The boy retched and gagged some as Tully\rquote s cum squirter pressed against his lips forcing its way into his mouth.  Scott tried to rebuke the Invader\rquote s invader, but Tully was in control and into his mouth went cock.\par
\tab Amanda was not aware of what was happening.\par
\tab Scott was unable to take all of Tully\rquote s \ldblquote invader\rdblquote ; he began to gag and choke and retch making all the signs of upchucking.  Tully apparently wanted not to be thrown up on and pulled out to merely hump the boy\rquote s sweet face.\par
\tab This was followed by switching the boy around and positioning him, his boyhood, onto his sister\rquote s girlhood.  The boy was still grossed out by what he had in his mouth and was for a time oblivious to what was being tasked of him.  Amanda was fully aware and just as sickened by the deed as she had been with having suck his dick, balls, and asshole.\par
\tab At length the deed of incest was complete with young Scott deeply engrossed in the groove of his sister.  Amanda\emdash not so much.  The girl thrashed about, wailed, and cussed.  When Amanda\rquote s rants became too much then the belt was brought back into play, lashing Scott\rquote s bare ass as he fucked.\par
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\tab\ldblquote We oughten let this go to waste.\rdblquote\par
\tab Amanda didn\rquote t know what he meant but he left the room for a bit allowing Amanda to get her wits about her, pushing back the fact that she had been raped and then fucked by her own brother.  \par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote ve got to get out of here.\rdblquote  Amanda told her brother in haste.\par
\tab Scott, with a boner still raging, agreed.  Furiously he tried to undo the duct tape to his sister\rquote s hands, but with his hands taped behind him that act of freedom was feeble and clumsy at best\emdash most the time his bare blistered ass was in his sister\rquote s face; the other times his dick was in her face.\par
\tab The duct tape was too well bound.\par
\tab\ldblquote Find the knife!\rdblquote  Amanda said noting that the bastard intruder was naked and had no place to put the knife on his person.  (well, almost no place.)\par
\tab Scott found the knife but though it was deadly skin slicing sharp it was near no match for the extra thick durable duct tape.  Not too mention that Amanda\rquote s hand kept flinging all over and Scott didn\rquote t want to cut her.\par
\tab The girl was in a panic, freaking out, and panicking.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hurry!\rdblquote  she kept saying repeatedly.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Shut the fuck up!\rdblquote  bitched her brother back.\par
\tab Scott worked the knife blade into the tape slicing only so-so, given time he would have managed.  Given time.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Well, well, well, what do we have going on here?\rdblquote  the crazed insane naked madman had returned.  He looked like death warmed over, Amanda tried hard to pull his image to burn into her memory (so she could give absolute detail to authorities later.)  His stringy hair that was coal black was curled in places, down to his shoulders and lower.  Gothic earrings in his ears and nose, odd colored eyes although they were black they were odd.  And that pale ghost-like skin was the most distressing; his Gothic clothing style, grunge look, and he smelled strangely of persimmons.\par
\tab Marching to the bed he merely tossed young Scott off of the bed.  Fetching the fallen knife from the floor Tully found Amanda\rquote s secret stash\emdash under her bed.  Bongs.  Bongs and a shoe box containing other illicit drug paraphernalia along with a baggie of marijuana and two rolled Mary Jane ciggys.\par
\tab\ldblquote Tsk-tsk-tsk,\rdblquote  said Tully wavering a finger to the distressed Amanda, \ldblquote drug use is the Devil\rquote s folly.\rdblquote  He admired the bong, though, smiled and conveyed to Amanda that he was even more dangerous when on drugs than not.\par
\tab The stash he put back onto the floor then went to her feet, undoing them with a finesse her brother lacked in using the knife against the tough threads of the tape.\par
\tab With her feet free the girl was rolled over\'85\par
\tab Amanda clenched up as she somewhat knew what was going to happen nextly.  She spat and cussed for the man to leave her alone, don\rquote t touch, and \ldblquote go fuck yourself.\rdblquote   Tully paid no attention to any of her statements and assailed unto her dainty flesh his belt.\par
\tab Repeatedly.\par
\tab The fire to her dainty seventeen year old was incredible and she begged for him to stop.  Tully continued administering his punishment until such a time as her skin began to bleed.  Only then did he let drop the belt and stuff up into her anus his mighty hard schlong.\par
\tab Amanda thrashed about more as the man\rquote s hard invader thrusted deep into her tight hole.  He gave no attempt at slowing down or being gentle but rammed his rod with great might.\par
\tab Crumbled on the floor young Scott moaned and was of no help.\par
\tab The minutes Amanda endured being voraciously sodomized were long.  She went beyond the ability to cry out in her suffering, her words were choked and finally she crossed over that realm of simply enduring.\par
\page\tab At length, though, thankfully, she passed out.  How long she was \ldblquote out\rdblquote  was not known.  Her asshole smoldered, it hurt beyond the meaning of \ldblquote hurt\rdblquote  and with her hands still bound she was unable to console herself.  Her cunny itched and she reeked of body odor.  Her young teen mind was a blur with mixed images\emdash none of them good.\par
\tab She did manage to violently retch and vomit.\par
\tab With the passing of hurling out of the way she felt a little better, but her pussy and asshole were on fire.  Looking around she saw only her room in disarray\emdash but that was how it usually was.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Scotty?\rdblquote  she called out for her brother.\par
\tab There was no answer.\par
\tab Her mind in a mess-mash of horrid scenes plagued her\emdash making no sense whatsoever.  The image of a nude man filled her mind although most of his description seemed blurred.  Violently she retched again, hurling and entering into that realm whereupon she was unable to stop herself.  Twice she backchucked having phlegm choke her breathing and scaring her deeply.\par
\tab\ldblquote SCOTTY!\rdblquote  she cried out when she had regained herself, \ldblquote Where the fuck are you!?\rdblquote\par
\tab Scotty wasn\rquote t in his sister\rquote s room, nor was the Intruder.  Amanda lay still for a moment, wrestling uselessly against her bindings, cussed and felt the sudden need to pee.  Her asshole was in great pain and she felt it was \ldblquote leaking\rdblquote , too.  Her stomach curled and she was unable to stop her bladder from emptying.  Then once it started there was no stopping it.  Hot gushers of her urine spewed out of her cunt and onto her legs.\par
\tab When that was over she had a hell of a time clenching her asshole, pissing herself was one thing\emdash shitting was something else all together.  She was way too old to have shit stains on her person.\par
\tab Shit stains.\par
\tab She had licked her brother\rquote s asshole.  It had been clean but she had licked it nonetheless.  And his balls.  His balls and cock.  The retching in her stomach began again; placing her head to her bed she retched and vomited more.\par
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\tab In another part of the house Tully rummaged thru an office.  He seemed bent on Search & Destroy.  Mostly his search was of CDs, compact discs, DVDs, computer diskettes.  His search was adamant but fruitless.\par
\tab\ldblquote Where is it!?\rdblquote  he yelled shoving items off of the two desks in the office.  All the books that had been on the shelves had been upset and thrown to the floor.  The desk itself was toppled and searched underneath, all the drawers taken out with contents spilled.\par
\page\tab The filing cabinets, more bookshelves, another desk, everything searched thru (hurriedly) to no avail.  \ldblquote FUCK!\rdblquote  he yelled and stormed out of the office.  Across the way, down a short set of stairs to a den-library Tully flew in a rage destroying the whole of the library for close to an hour.\par
\tab End result?\par
\tab Nada.\par
\tab Highly pissed he returned to the sunken living room where the Mr. of the house lay with a serious head wound.  Tully kicked him,\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey, fuck face,\rdblquote  a kick and then a serious kick to the chest, \ldblquote wake the fuck up!\rdblquote\par
\tab The man, Walter, lay moaning, sputtering, twitching.\par
\tab\ldblquote Where\rquote s the disk?\rdblquote  Tully said squatting down before the bewildered man.\par
\tab Walter\rquote s eyes were glazed over, blood coated the left side of his face and he was contorting oddly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Walter.  Walter, hey, Walter, where\rquote s the disk?\rdblquote\par
\tab Walter seemed to struggle to answer but couldn\rquote t.\par
\tab\ldblquote The money, Walter, where\rquote s the disk and the money?\rdblquote\par
\tab Walter shook his head, but it wasn\rquote t clear if it was in refusal or he simply didn\rquote t understand.\par
\tab\ldblquote Mr. Brown has sent me, Walter, he wants the disk, and his four mill.\rdblquote\par
\tab Walter opened his mouth, gasping for air.  Blood filled his mouth, too; he reached out to grab the naked Invader\emdash Tully scooted back, cocked his head and eyed the dying man.\par
\tab\ldblquote Walter, Walter\emdash we need to talk,\rdblquote  and Tully did that \lquote you-to-me, me-to-you\rquote  hand gesture, \ldblquote show me where the money is, Walter, and the disk.  Where is the disk?\rdblquote\par
\tab Walter struggled but was highly dazed if not confused.\par
\tab\ldblquote Walter-Walter-Walter,\rdblquote  sighed Tully, \ldblquote guess I\rquote ll just have to go back to your daughter; she says she doesn\rquote t know but I think a few times in her pussy and she might remember!\rdblquote  he smiled, stood, and backed up.\par
\tab Walter\rquote s eyes bulged and he seethed spitting blood, \ldblquote you son-of-a-bitch, you fucking stay away from my daughter!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Walter, I\rquote m surprised at you,\rdblquote  Tully chortled, \ldblquote you know me, why I wouldn\rquote t hurt a cat,\rdblquote  smiling devilishly again he leaned down whispering hoarsely into Walter\rquote s ear, \ldblquote but if you don\rquote t get me that damaging disk and the four million dollars--\rdblquote\par
\tab Walter suddenly reached out grabbing Tully by the arm trying with all his might to wrench it off.  Tully easily wriggled out of Walter\rquote s feeble grasp and smacked the mob accountant upside his already damaged head.\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t hurt my daughter.\rdblquote  Gurgled Walter.  \ldblquote Please.\rdblquote  Although the nudity of the Invader didn\rquote t seem to register with the wealthy accountant.\par
\tab Tully offered a hand and helped Walter up.  The man stumbled and was dizzy, bleeding internally, and very muchly dazed.\par
\tab\ldblquote The disk, Walter, Mr. Brown wants the disk, he says you\rquote ve become risky and has decided your services are no longer required.\rdblquote\par
\tab Walter shot Tully a look.  \ldblquote I know everything!\rdblquote  he snorted.  \ldblquote It\rquote s all up here!\rdblquote  he said tapping his head, \ldblquote I know every off shore account there is!\rdblquote\par
\tab Tully smiled, he didn\rquote t care, he was just doing what he was asked to do.  \ldblquote The disk, Walter, where\rquote s the disk?\rdblquote\par
\tab Walter stumbled, fell, crawled, stood up and braced against the wall but with Tully\rquote s help went up to where his office was and pressed a secret button on the wall, opening a smaller unknown room.  Another desk, filing cabinets, expensive paintings, statues, fish tank, glorious look out to the ocean, a private deck, and a secret compartment in the wall.\par
\tab Walter fumbled with the encrypted access keypad, smearing blood all over it\emdash a digital voice asked for an eye scan.  The first try was unsuccessful, Walter asked for water and then promptly fell to floor.  Tully got some water from the private bathroom and helped Walter to stand, wash his face and try again opening the private safe.\par
\tab Inside were some CDs, DVDs, and piles of wrapped money.\par
\tab When Walter turned handing the money and disks over, he also had a gun.  A 9mm Glock, it didn\rquote t fire but Walter was pulling the trigger madly.  Tully firstly cowardly-like ducked.  In doing so he knocked Tully over.  The two men tumbled to the floor with Tully scrambling for life, then assessing the situation before it got out of hand.\par
\tab Got out of hand?\par
\tab Well, anyways, he didn\rquote t find the gun but secured the various disks and monies.  Tully lay on his back, dying.  Tully scooped up the booty and searched again for the gun, then for something to hold the bounty.  Ripping open a pillow he removed the insides and deposited his treasure.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Rest well, Walter.\rdblquote  Tully smiled, farted, then made way back to visit Amanda.\par
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\tab Her bed was soiled, her vomit mess was everywhere grossing her out.  She had peed herself and was unable to stop the flow of loose turds.  Again, fruitlessly she wretched at the bindings to her wrists, rubbing the skin virtually raw to the point that they were bleeding.\par
\tab\ldblquote Scotty!\rdblquote  she called out again.  \par
\page\tab There was no sign of him and she was in no way going to accept that he met an ending fate.  Fuck that.  She believed he was ok, or just unconscious perhaps.\par
\tab\ldblquote SCOTTY!\rdblquote  she called again.\par
\tab With no response she knew it was up to her to get out of the horrid situation she was in.  Again she wrestled with her restrains until there was a sharp piercing SNAP!  She had broken her right wrist.\par
\tab There was sharp significant pain involved but it was miniscule in comparison to what she saw on the camera.  Scotty\rquote s hi-tech camera was sitting on her desk, the large viewing screen revealed herself laying out naked on her bed, fingering herself.\par
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck?\rdblquote\par
\tab From the viewing angle it was from \ldblquote above.\rdblquote   Amanda stared and stared, then looked up to the ceiling and saw the air vent.  Then she knew.\par
\tab\ldblquote That little shit!\rdblquote  she bitched.  She knew her little shit head of a brother had been spying on her, watching her as she fingered/masturbated.\par
\tab The scene on the camera flickered revealing a new scene, one with one of her boyfriends and they were naked, she was sucking his dick!  Another scene revealed her taking it in the ass from a boyfriend, another scene showed her on top of a boy.  Another scene showed her and a girlfriend, naked, smoking pot and diddling each other.\par
\tab Amanda bowed her head and felt sick again.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, well, well,\rdblquote  snickered Tully walking back in, \ldblquote what we gots going on here?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Get the fuck away from me you freaking fuck bastard!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Aw, now you done went and hurt my feelings!\rdblquote  Tully smiled and slung his booty into a chair, then marched to Amanda where he found she had shit and pissed herself, along with that vomiting upchucking.\par
\tab\ldblquote My-my,\rdblquote  Tully said, \ldblquote me thinks you in need of a bath.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote DON\rquote T FUCKING TOUCH ME!\rdblquote  screamed Amanda.\par
\tab\ldblquote DON\rquote T FUCKING TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK TO DO!\rdblquote  yelled Tully and he let fly a furious flurry of pelting hits to Amanda\rquote s backside.\par
\tab\ldblquote GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER!\rdblquote  screamed out suddenly young Scotty.  Tully stopped his wailing on Amanda to turn and see standing naked at the door young Scotty, with the missing 9mm Glock in his ten year old hands.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, well,\rdblquote  sighed Tully brushing back his long straggly hair, \ldblquote what the fuck is this, huh?\rdblquote  he snickered and eyed the boy, eyed the gun even more.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m going to blow your fucking brains out!\rdblquote  snorted the boy angrily.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Are you?\rdblquote  sneered Tully.  Tully got on his knees and marched up close to the boy and his wavering gun.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do it!\rdblquote  Tully said tapping a finger to the center of his chest.\par
\tab Young Scott trembled, shook, and peed.  He wasn\rquote t aware of peeing, Tully was.  He reached out and fondled the boy\rquote s cock, his balls, then began to squeeze \lquote em until the boy\rquote s eyes widened and he WAS aware.\par
\tab Scott squeezed the trigger.\par
\tab And Scott squeezed the trigger.\par
\tab And Scott squeezed the trigger.\par
\tab Tully cocked his head, leaned in closer; taking his fingers from the boy\rquote s balls he flicked the little safety switch from \ldblquote OFF\rdblquote  to \ldblquote ON.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Safety first.\rdblquote  smiled the wicked Tully.\par
\tab Scott still trembled, he had finished peeing\emdash shooting his whiz al over Tully\rquote s legs and naughty bits.\par
\tab Scott shook, eyes blaring wide to the invader.\par
\tab\ldblquote Cant do it, huh?\rdblquote  Tully sneered.  In a quick fluid motion he snatched the weapon out of the boy\rquote s hand shoving the barrel into his own mouth.  He then began to stroke himself, then stroke the baffled boy.  Tully took the barrel out of his mouth and conveyed that he was going to shove it into Scott\rquote s mouth.\par
\tab Scott was not into that shit.  He backed up.  Tully grabbed him and then had to wrestle with the boy as pure fright overcame the lad and he panicked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Get the fuck away from me!\rdblquote  the boy screamed.\par
\tab Tully pawed at the boy, wrestling him onto his stomach.  The 9mm Glock he pressed to the boy\rquote s ass, inching it down into the youngster\rquote s crack, aiming for plunging into the boy\rquote s rectum.\par
\tab\ldblquote MANDY!\rdblquote  screamed the boy, \ldblquote MANDY!  HELP ME!\rdblquote\par
\tab Tully rammed the barrel of the Glock into the boy\rquote s rectum, fucking him with and seemingly delighting in dispensing agony.  He seemed to find great joy in his doing and began to laugh.\par
\tab\ldblquote Leave him alone you fuckwad!\rdblquote  Amanda said in a low stern voice.\par
\tab Tully turned to see the naked Amanda standing askew of him, broken wrist, reeking of soilage, seething in rage.\par
\tab\ldblquote Why Amanda, you don\rquote t look well.\rdblquote\par
\tab Amanda then brought up a baseball bat, one of those metal/aluminum ones.  Even one handed she was able to land a significant blow upside the invader\rquote s head.  Tully was dazed and then some and fell twitching to the floor.  Amanda let rip another, then brought the bat end onto the man\rquote s head with a mighty downward vertical blow.\par
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\tab When Invader Tully lay still but still breathing Amanda nearly collapsed but somehow managed to grab herself together and go to her brother who had crawled a corner, trembling and shaking uncontrollably.\par
\tab\ldblquote Come on, it\rquote s alright now, he wont bother us.\rdblquote\par
\tab Scott just shook and trembled in response.\par
\tab\ldblquote Come, on Scotty, we gotta find Daddy.\rdblquote\par
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\tab The kids found their Daddy in his private office very muchly fucked up.  Amanda rushed to her stricken Daddy with Scotty right beside her.\par
\tab\ldblquote Geeze-Louise, Mandy,\rdblquote  griped the young boy holding his nose and grimacing.\par
\tab Amanda realized that she hadn\rquote t cleaned up and made for her Daddy\rquote s private bathroom\emdash where she also promptly threw up.  Scotty tended to his very ailing father; the man tried to communicate but was unable.  In the adjoining bathroom Amanda hurled, retched, gagged, choked, and puked.\par
\tab Scotty finally understood that he needed to get help, like authorities and medical people.  He flew from the room to the other room where a phone was.  Amanda emerged, still naked but cleaner and knelt beside her father.\par
\tab\ldblquote Daddy?\rdblquote  she cried holding him, his face right to her naked breasts.  \tab Not a bad way to go\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, isn\rquote t this touching!?\rdblquote\par
\tab Tully!\par
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\tab Amanda stood searching the room for something to use.\par
\tab Tully stumbled in with blood coating the side of his face and being a little more than dazed.  Amanda sighted an item that would be suitable, an ornate Chinese box that sat on a desk\emdash it had sharp edges.  She lunged for it as it had been toppled to the floor.  Tully charged her but his charge was a little lackluster.  He did manage to tackle the girl and wrestle her from her aim.  The two tumbled to the floor and a fight there was.\par
\tab Amanda did well of herself for the first few moments of the attack but Tully, though damaged, was still superior and got his hands about her throat.  Amanda went into panic mode and cared not for anything else but to breathe.\par
\page\tab The next sound was sudden with no warning.\par
\tab BLAM!\par
\tab It was loud, it was direct, and the safety was \ldblquote off.\rdblquote\par
\tab Tully jerked, twitched, released his grip of death to Amanda\rquote s throat and fell up against the wall.  Cocking his head he turned to see the naked Scotty holding the 9mm Glock.  The boy\rquote s eyes were serious, his hands steady.  He pulled the trigger again.\par
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Epilogue\par
\tab Tully Struthers II lay slumped upside the wall, a nice round hole in his forehead, the back of his head blown out, his eyes wide but not in fear but more or less in shock and awe.  A curious, and disturbing, smile was etched onto his face.\par
\tab Amanda and Scotty dragged their dying Daddy out of the room to the outer room; Amanda called the authorities; the kids dressed and waited.  The Entity saw no more need for his observing presence so it took its leave\'85\par
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