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{\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1507;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\qc\f0\fs36 August Moone\par
Book 8\par
Chapter Eleven\par
Dom\rquote s Way Home\par
(detours along the way)\par
\pard\fs28\par
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Ascension\par
\tab The Bitches\par
\tab Cold air licked the walls; a stench unknown hung lifeless in the forlorn air; moss on the craggy walls of the cave stretched out tendrils to increase its size if only a millimeter at a time every so often.  The Cave set atop a great mystic mountain filled with superstition\emdash and stench.  Below the cave lay a shroud of every rolling fog.  Around the mouth of the Cave lay the bones of those who had not made the transition.\par
\tab Inside the Cave far inside the Bitches cackled.\par
\tab A great caldron was the center of the Bitches\rquote  attention.  They romped about the great smoking gurgling boiling pot as if they were wee children at play.  \ldblquote Tallica!  Ooooh!\rdblquote  cooed one of the Bitches who seemed to suddenly get more giddier than her sisters.  \par
\tab\ldblquote What is it, Arla?\rdblquote  asked one.\par
\tab\ldblquote I FEEL something!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Oooooh!\rdblquote  cried out Gayla, \ldblquote I feel it, too!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Someone\rquote s coming!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote A fresh one!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s been so long!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Ooooh!\rdblquote  giggled with great enthusiastic enthusiasm Arla.\par
\tab\ldblquote A fresh soul!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote A fresh soul!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I hope it\rquote s a man!\rdblquote  giggled Gayla.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ooooh!  Oh that would be too much to hope for!\rdblquote  said Tallica.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wouldn\rquote t it, though?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote But we can hope\emdash we can hope!\rdblquote\par
\tab The Bitches danced about their Soul Keeper (caldron) cackling and bursting with life that they seldom knew as the anticipation of grabbing a Soul from its Earthly bounds.\par
\page\tab The Beginning\par
\tab It felt like a weight holding him down\emdash no, not holding, weighing him\emdash weighing him like laying right on him crushing him.  Breathing was not an option.  Nor was thinking.  There was nothing\emdash nothing to do but lay still and endure.  He didn\rquote t feel like succumbing to whatever was happening but there was little else to do\emdash but wait.\par
\tab How long he waited he didn\rquote t know\emdash it didn\rquote t matter and he didn\rquote t care.  At length, though, he found that the weight whatever it was weighing on him lessened and he could breathe.  He still couldn\rquote t think but it was a start to be able to breathe.\par
\tab After a big sigh he opened his eyes.\par
\tab Bad idea.\par
\tab Instant brilliant bright light invaded his eyes with a piercing screech that sent him into horrible convulsions lasting some time.  Squeezing his eyes shut and thrashing about the light and accompanying screech slowly dissipated.  From then on he kept his eyes closed.\par
\tab He wasn\rquote t sleepy but very muchly wide awake\emdash a tingling sensation was thriving in him taking his concentration.  He felt awful.  But feeling was all there was\emdash determining what he was feeling was something else.  It was best to just accept \ldblquote whatever\rdblquote  and wait.\par
\tab And wait.\par
\tab And wait some more.\par
\tab At length a new sensation began to erode upon him\emdash fear.  Fear was a diabolical measure that for certainty was a precursor to death.  The extinguishing of life; a smothering, a sense of peril in absolute darkness where the freedoms of existence were nil.\par
\tab Panic.  Sheer unadulterated panic beset him, thrived within causing him to flail and realize his confines.  He couldn\rquote t move much and the sensation of being prone came to be, laying on his back\emdash he hated laying on his back unless he was, of course, getting laid.\par
\tab But it was more than laying on his back, he couldn\rquote t simply roll over.\par
\tab He couldn\rquote t move his legs, bend them.\par
\tab He couldn\rquote t sit up\emdash inches above him was a hard flat surface.  His arms were at his sides and he couldn\rquote t move them to press against the surface above him\emdash inches there was to his sides and his head could bounce against a headboard.\par
\tab Trapped.  He was trapped.  It was an uncomfortable feeling and he didn\rquote t like it.  It was frightening and his panic began to engulf him.\par
\tab\ldblquote HELP!\rdblquote  he cried out.  \ldblquote HELP ME!\rdblquote  then as he broke and began to cry, \ldblquote Where am I!?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You are home.\rdblquote  said a voice.\par
\tab Blinking his eyes he sat bolt upright gasping for air.\par
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck!?\rdblquote  he exclaimed.  Looking around he could scarcely see his surroundings\emdash not unlike being inside a cave, though.  Great confusion occupied his mind forgoing acquiring needful information.\par
\tab\ldblquote Would you like something to drink?\rdblquote  said a voice, a woman\rquote s voice.\par
\tab Still gasping from breath Alton nodded.  When he moved the tingling sensation he had felt earlier exploded throughout his body.\par
\tab\ldblquote AHHHH-GA!\rdblquote  he yelled out loudly.\par
\tab The other person did not seem to be concern for his ails.\par
\tab\ldblquote Son-of-a-bitch,\rdblquote  Alton continued as his entire body felt like it did if an arm or leg \ldblquote went to sleep\rdblquote  and then he had been hit in the Funny Bone but the feeling(s) were exaggerated a hundred-fold, \ldblquote that hurts!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote It takes time.\rdblquote  said the woman.\par
\tab\ldblquote Who are you?\rdblquote  asked Alton just barely beginning to calm down.\par
\tab\ldblquote I am Aria.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Ok, Aria,\rdblquote  Alton said a little sarcastically, \ldblquote where the fuck am I?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Where do you think you are?\rdblquote\par
\tab Alton gave her a hard stare, \ldblquote I wouldn\rquote t have asked if I knew that!\rdblquote\par
\tab Aria produced suddenly a wooden tray containing a tea pot and a cup of tea.  Tea crackers and jam were on the tray.  Did she \ldblquote suddenly\rdblquote  as like in magically produce the tray or had she turned from acquiring the tray from somewhere?  Alton blinked his eyes and found that he could manage to swing his legs over from the surface he was laying on.\par
\tab The surface he was laying on was stone\emdash a stone slab that resembled concrete or something like.  It was black, though, but on further inspection that was not its natural color but more that the stone slap rose up from a rough base of rock that summarily had been on fire at some time producing black scorch marks.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s going on, where the fuck am I?\rdblquote  demanded Alton getting a little angry.\par
\tab\ldblquote Your voice would carry better if not so loudly.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote  Alton shook his head to clear it and that was a bad idea.  Instant dizziness swept over him like flames from a fire and down he went.  And of course since his body was still in \ldblquote transition\rdblquote  and riddled with the tingling sensation aforementioned colliding with the hard surface of the cave was not a good thing.\par
\tab He screamed out in his agony and lost consciousness.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote I do not think this one will make it.\rdblquote  said a voice. \par
\tab\ldblquote He might.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I doubt it.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote He is headstrong, aggressive.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Most are.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote He needs discipline.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote He needs manners!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote He needs time; adjusting to transition affects everyone differently.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Phooey!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You need patience yourself!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Phooey!\rdblquote\par
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\tab Revelation \par
\tab Voices there were\emdash smells, too.  Once more he was laying down.  He felt more awful than before!  His stomach was churning, his ears were literally burning, and the uncomfortable tingling sensations thriving in his body had gone.  Thankfully!  But placing his hand on the floor to push himself up brought the tingling sensation back.\par
\tab Fighting the pain he sat up.  That was all he could manage for the moment, just to sit up with his legs cocked.  Aria was not present nor were the other voice he had heard.  His head was a little more clear and he saw that he was in some sort of cave\emdash it wasn\rquote t too large and adorned strangely with adornments\emdash banners, long pieces of carpeting on the walls in the favorable color scheme of \ldblquote red\rdblquote  with gold trim.  Depicted on the banners were lions in an upraised position growling and in a fighting stance.\par
\tab There, too, were alters all about with red cloth and candles on them.\par
\tab Niches in the walls with glowing light from within.\par
\tab Carpet pieces on the floor and the stone slab he had fallen off of.  Nothing else.  The cave felt both warm and cold to him, \lquote what\rquote s going on?\rquote  he asked himself, then; \ldblquote What\rquote s going on!?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You have died.\rdblquote  said a voice suddenly, Aria.\par
\tab Alton took offense at the summation.  \ldblquote Died?  Did you say died, I-I died?  I\rquote m-I\rquote m dead\emdash am I d-dead?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, but not quiet.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Huh?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You are in transition.\rdblquote  Aria stood in an off-white cloak that was not wool or of any material Alton was familiar with.  It covered her completely with only her face appearing from a shroud that covered her head.  Again, she held a tray out.\par
\page\tab Alton, still reeling from his experience of inner body turmoil and then learning that he was dead but in transition was calmer.\par
\tab\ldblquote Soooo, is-is this Heaven?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote No, my child, it is not.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh crap,\rdblquote  Alton said realizing the other option, \ldblquote Hell?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote No, no\emdash you are in transition.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck does that mean?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You are neither dead or alive at this point.\rdblquote\par
\tab That still didn\rquote t help but Alton suddenly felt too tired to probe further.  He took the offering from the tray and found the tea to be soothing and instantly relaxed him.  It was fantastic!  He caught the whiff of oranges, then apples, then cinnamon!  His favorite scents and favorite foods!\par
\tab\ldblquote Thanks.\rdblquote  he said sincerely to Aria.\par
\tab\ldblquote You are quite welcome.\rdblquote  Aria said with a smile.  She had a round face with blue eyes and a flat nose.  She appeared human and not \ldblquote angel-like\rdblquote  at all.\par
\tab\ldblquote To answer your question,\rdblquote  Aria said, \ldblquote you are in \ldblquote transition\rdblquote , a realm of existence between your final destination.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh, Heaven or the other place.\rdblquote  Alton surmised.\par
\tab\ldblquote Perhaps.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What does that mean?\rdblquote\par
\tab Aria didn\rquote t answer but smiled and bowed her head continuing, \ldblquote While you are in transition, you have a journey.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote A journey?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, I am what you may call a Gatekeeper--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Gatekeeper, to what?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I am a guide.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote To what, where?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You must seek out the Spirits who will determine your worthiness.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote I\rquote m doomed.\rquote   \ldblquote Worthiness, spirits?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, there are others seeking your Soul.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote Oh shit.\rquote   \ldblquote Like who?  Or what?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote There are four who seek your soul.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote Great, just great, just great to be popular.\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Like who are they?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Three are Bitches, they existence on this level in this realm and they want your soul for their--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Did you say BITCHES or Witches?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Bitches.\rdblquote  Aria said, \ldblquote Three vile demons who have nothing but contempt for their pitiful lives and seek the souls of all others.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Wh-what the fuck they want with my body\emdash er, soul?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote To feed, child, so they can continue to fester in their cave and grow.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Can they take it?  My soul, can they really take it?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, yes they can\emdash IF\emdash IF the Spirits determine that you are not worthy to continue your ascent.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Ascent?  You mean UP?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Up is a relative term, a focus of mind.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t understand.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Of course you don\rquote t.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Up, up is Heaven, isn\rquote t it?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Perhaps, if that is how you perceive it.\rdblquote\par
\tab Alton swallowed, he was liking this venture less and less.\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh, y-you said Four\emdash four spirit whatevers were after me.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote A manner of speaking.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote The Bitches were three, wh-who\rquote s the fourth?\rdblquote\par
\tab Aria stepped up to the stone slap\emdash rather, she seemed glide and not jostle like a normal person did when walking (or stepping.)  Alton then noticed the absence of hands\emdash or arms.  Curious.\par
\tab Aria bowed her head and suddenly the great stone slab erupted into flames sending Alton backwards tripping over himself back to the floor.  Luckily, though, the tingling sensations from earlier were all but gone.\par
\tab Aria turned to look at him.  Alton felt foolish but didn\rquote t now why.  Slowly he gathered himself and felt embarrassed\emdash then realized that he was naked.\par
\tab At the stone slab the flames had calmed down to just the outer edges revealing a peculiar scene on the surface of the smooth stone\emdash rolling hills, snag trees, and another stone slab similar to the one Alton stood at with Aria.  It was on fire, though, in a big way.\par
\tab Then he saw someone at the stone slab who seemed familiar.\par
\tab Alton stared and stared\emdash it was a woman.  \par
\tab No, a girl, a teenage girl in the flames!\par
\tab\ldblquote What the f--\rdblquote\par
\tab The teenage girl was at the stone slab alter being apparently consumed by the flames.  She was not, however, actually in peril.  As Alton stared he saw someone laying on the stone slab.  The \ldblquote someone\rdblquote  was wrapped in burlap head to toe and the flames licked all about.  The teenage girl was immersed in the flames but not officially on fire\emdash that would come later.\par
\tab\ldblquote W-what is she doing?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote She\rquote s the fourth.\rdblquote  explained Aria.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote The fourth?\rdblquote   then, \ldblquote You mean, she\rquote s a spirit, too?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote No, no silly child,\rdblquote  said Aria smiling, \ldblquote she\rquote s vying for your soul.\rdblquote\par
\tab Alton stared at the girl in the flames of the alter, \ldblquote She\rquote s going to be killed.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Not yet.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Not yet?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote No, only if you fail.\rdblquote\par
\tab That didn\rquote t sound good.\par
\tab\ldblquote W-wh-what do you mean\emdash\ldblquote If I fail\rdblquote ?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You must meet the Spirits, they will determine your worthiness.  You may be allowed to leave the mortal world of your birth and go on to your final destination.  Or, you may become the property of the Bitches.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote And there\rquote s a third option?\rdblquote  Alton hoped.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, the girl you see.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t understand.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote She is vying for your soul, hoping that you will live and come back to her.  She loves you.\rdblquote\par
\tab Oh that sucks.  But wait!  There\rquote s more!\par
\tab\ldblquote If the Spirits determine that you are not worthy of returning to your birth world, then she will be consumed by the fires.\rdblquote\par
\tab That\rquote s a bit of bad luck right there\'85\par
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\tab The Way\par
\tab\ldblquote So what do I do?\rdblquote  Alton asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote What do you want to do?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Huh?  What?  I-I thought you knew?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You may stay here as long as you like, perhaps talk?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Talk?\rdblquote  Alton was confused, \ldblquote I-I don\rquote t want to talk--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Perhaps play a game?\rdblquote\par
\tab Alton looked to her as if she had lost her mind.  \ldblquote A GAME!?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, I do so enjoy a good game.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote A game of what?\rdblquote  Alton asked almost raising his voice again.\par
\tab\ldblquote We can talk or perhaps play a nice game of tag.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote TAG!?\rdblquote  exclaimed Alton.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, I do so enjoy a good game of tag, we get so few visitors here you know.  Why, some of us have been playing the game for quite some time\emdash time is meaningless here you know as are most things\emdash meaningless.\rdblquote\par
\tab Alton stared at her in disbelief.  \ldblquote Tag?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, a good game of tag.\rdblquote\par
\tab Alton stared blinking his eyes\emdash then sat dumbfoundedly against the stone slab\emdash the flickering flames along the edges had dispersed (gone out).  Alton stared and stared watching as from about the center of the Guiding Spirit Aria\rquote s body something was happening.  As stated, Aria had a straight body with no arms and quite possibly no legs as Alton couldn\rquote t see them or any feet.  From about the center of her body something was starting to poke out.  It was thought that whatever it was would certainly poke thru the material dress outfit the woman (guess it was a woman) wore.\par
\tab But as the object poking out became more pronounced it was clear to Alton that the material Aria wore was not of a fabric he knew of\emdash he thought it to be something like cotton but the object poking out led his thinking to believe it was not unlike a membrane.\par
\tab Then suddenly the \ldblquote whatever was poking\rdblquote  poked thru.  The object broke thru the thick membrane clothing producing what looked like to Alton as a stick.  A sick stick.  A stick that had been immersed in some sort of thick viscous goo\emdash that was green and yellow in color.  The stick resembled the arm bone structure of a human\emdash without muscles and skin.  The \ldblquote stick bone\rdblquote  was of a dark color from red to the extreme being almost deep dark purple.\par
\tab As the stick-bone came free of the membrane dress Aria wore it twisted making a curious sound like lettuce being squashed or sliced\emdash slowly.\par
\tab The stick-bone came out some two feet before Alton scrambled to one side yelling \ldblquote get that away from me!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Aw, no tag today.\rdblquote\par
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\tab\ldblquote What do I have to do to get out of here?\rdblquote  Alton said exasperated.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you think you are ready?\rdblquote  Aria asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t know, do you think I am?\rdblquote\par
\tab Aria smiled as the proverbial ball had been tossed successfully back into her court.  She smiled, cocked her head, and led the way down a small narrow passage.\par
\tab\ldblquote Where are we going?\rdblquote  Alton asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Destiny.\rdblquote  replied Aria.\par
\tab\ldblquote Destiny?  Mine?\rdblquote\par
\tab No reply this time.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you wish to prepare yourself?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote For what?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Your audience with the Spirits.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab Alton wasn\rquote t sure.  He wasn\rquote t sure about anything.  What had happened?  What had happened.  The question struck him as much as a blow would.  His stomach began to churn and rumble with a vile bile creeping up into his throat a sure sign that he was going to be sick.  Not wanting to barf in the passageway or onto the creepy Aria he turned into another passageway and was met by a fresh breeze.\par
\tab Instantly he was soothed but he still felt the disturbing sickness waiting.  Whatever it was that caused him to nearly blow chunks was instantaneously dismissed.  Which was good.  Getting a grip he looked around to see that he was pressing himself against a large smooth skinned tree.  Wild roses and other wildflowers were everywhere and it seemed to be the cool of the evening.  There was no sign of a cave.\par
\tab That was bad.\par
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Reflections\par
\tab Little who lives down the lane\par
\tab The brambles were not kind to his nakedness nor the small pebbles that bit into his bare feet.  Why was he naked?  He couldn\rquote t remember.  Why was he in the forest?  He couldn\rquote t remember that, either.  The \ldblquote Where\rdblquote  \ldblquote Why\rdblquote  and \ldblquote Who\rdblquote  were elusive to him; he moved along a path meandering thru the forest coming to a small pond.  A creek filled the pond from a blockage of forest debris.  Sweet smells wafted thru the air almost soothing him.  Leaning over the bank of the pond he saw his reflection and at first it startled him causing him to jump back\emdash which caused him to trip over a limb of a tree.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ha-ha!\rdblquote  said a girlish voice, \ldblquote You\rquote re so silly!\rdblquote\par
\tab Bright sunlight, warm sunshine, the smell of horse manure hanging listless in the noonday sun.  Squinting his eyes there was Dana Rodgers stopping her bike at the mailbox.\par
\tab Alton picked himself up dusting off his butt.\par
\tab\ldblquote What are YOU doing here?\rdblquote  he asked grumbingly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, I came to apologize.\rdblquote  the girl said apologetically.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, you see, all those things I promised as door prizes I couldn\rquote t actually give out after all and my Daddy got very angry with me.\rdblquote\par
\tab Alton continued brushing himself off and nonchalantly opened the mailbox at the wooden fence surrounding his family farm.\par
\tab\ldblquote So I\rquote m sorry for wrecking your birthday, I kind of wrecked mine, too.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote So now both our birthdays are flubbed.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes,\rdblquote  almost giggled Dana, \ldblquote looks like.\rdblquote\par
\tab Alton scuffed the dirt kicking dust onto some flowers at the base of the wooden post of the mailbox.\par
\tab\ldblquote So did anyone show up?\rdblquote  Alton asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote No, I was able to cancel before anyone showed up.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I wonder, then, where everyone is?\rdblquote\par
\tab Dana shrugged.  Alton sighed.\par
\tab\ldblquote So did you get in trouble, with your Dad?\rdblquote\par
\tab Dana again almost giggled and nodded, \ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote  she answered.\par
\tab Alton stared at the girl with some disdain, he had had a grand birthday planned for his special day; games and everything but Dana had a birthday party of her own and promised all the boys door prizes\emdash like baseballs, footballs, bats, gloves, baseball cards and everything.  Alton\rquote s friends though wanted to go to Alton\rquote s party he didn\rquote t have door prizes.\par
\tab Neither did Dana as it turns out.\par
\tab She was knew and was just trying to be friendly and get the boys to like her.\par
\tab\ldblquote I got a spanking.\rdblquote  she announced suddenly and boldly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh?\rdblquote  Alton said being taken off guard a little.\par
\tab Dana nodded.  She was pretty, Alton guessed.  She was eleven, the same age as he; she had lovely brown hair in lots of curls, yellow ribbon things in her hair, and pretty blue eyes.  She wore a yellow party dress and even her bike was yellow!\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you get spankings?\rdblquote  she asked.  What a curious thing for a girl to ask.  She was very pretty and Alton just started to notice.  He shrugged his answer and looked down to the dirt answering not too loudly, \ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote\par
\tab Dana eased off her bike and rubbed her butt, \ldblquote It hurt.\rdblquote  she declared.\par
\tab Alton smiled and Dana smiled.\par
\tab A moment there was as the two eleven year olds lingered.\par
\tab\ldblquote Was he mad?\rdblquote  Alton finally asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, when he\rquote s not mad he just yells and I get one swat but when he\rquote s mad he puts me across his knees and I get a bare butt spanking.\rdblquote\par
\tab Wow.  The admission was stunning to Alton\emdash and he suddenly got an erection.  The erection surprised him and he let it be for a moment until he realized that he indeed had a boner.  For some reason he looked around in a panic; no one was home\emdash his Dad a so-so farmer was away somewhere on business and his Mom was somewhere else, too.  The family was from the City but the parents got the wild hair to become farmers.\par
\page\tab The farm was just outside a small town near a desert.  Lots of flat ground with a few hills about, some trees, a few farm animals wandering about that he was supposed to watch over and get into the barn before too long.\par
\tab\ldblquote Would you like to see it?\rdblquote  Dana said interrupting Alton\rquote s thoughts.\par
\tab Blinking his eyes he stared in awe at the strange girl.  He had been a \ldblquote farmer\rdblquote  about a year or so and here she comes being a townie girl for about two months and disrupts everything.  Now she asks an incredible question.\par
\tab Alton didn\rquote t know what to do\emdash but he knew his cock was throbbing.\par
\tab Dana was smiling big and said, \ldblquote I know what that is.\rdblquote  \par
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\tab From \ldblquote knowing what it is\rdblquote  to \ldblquote seeing what it is\rdblquote\emdash in the barn was the best place and up in the loft was the bestest place.  It was quiet and for sure no one could walk in on them.  (and being ever the gentleman, Alton let Dana go up the ladder first\emdash and of course there was the view of Dana\rquote s butt as she went up the ladder.)  And what a butt, too!  Confused Alton couldn\rquote t take his eyes off that ass\emdash that freshly spanked ass!\par
\tab Once up in what Alton had made a fortress out of bales of hay new friend Dana wasted no time.  After checking out the fortress and giving high praise to its creator she turned herself about, bent herself over and raised her dress up.  She got Alton\rquote s attention as intended and then she eased her basic white panties down to expose her freshly spanked ass that was still a little reddened from the spanking.\par
\tab Alton\rquote s cock throbbed and there was nothing\emdash nothing that he could do but blink his eyes and stare at the ass.  \ldblquote Whoa.\rdblquote  he managed to say.\par
\tab Dana stood up shucking her panties then pulling off her dress.  She wore nothing else underneath.  Alton was flabbergasted\emdash utterly flabbergasted. \par
\tab\ldblquote Well?\rdblquote  Dana asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Huh?\rdblquote  \par
\tab Dana gave him a look\emdash you know the one.   It then dawned on him and the silly boy undone his jeans and shucked them, then his tidy-whiteys and the rest of his clothes to stand stark naked as if he were readying to take a bath.  But normally when taking a bath his cock wasn\rquote t sticking so proudly outward.\par
\tab\ldblquote Whoa!\rdblquote  said Dana aloud with a smile.  Her pretty eyes feasted on the boy\rquote s cock.  She giggled a little and then reached out to boldly take holt of his proudly sticking outward cock.  Wrapping her fingers about it she tugged on it and worked it.\par
\page\tab Soon the girl was on her knees sucking it.\par
\tab That felt good\emdash but it wasn\rquote t the first time his tally had been sucked.\par
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\tab Alton flung his head as a wave of nausea swept over him; that was so long ago.  He remembered (fondly) after the little girl who lived down the lane serviced his member she had laid herself out on the strewn hay and willingly gave herself to him.  It wasn\rquote t Alton\rquote s first time fuckin\rquote , either.  But nailing a girl like Dana it was.  \par
\tab Sitting up on the bank of the pond he watched the ripples drift outward and then disperse back to a smooth surface.  The scent of roses filled the air heavily and he thought he smelled fire and then beans but he wasn\rquote t sure on the latter two.\par
\tab Dana filled his mind.  A quirky girl for sure, so frisky and willing\emdash and horny.  Alton was an avid masturbator; he humped his bed, his hand, and his laundry piled on the floor next to the washer in the garage.  Making love to Dana was the bomb\emdash as the kids wee saying in those days.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you want to spank me?\rdblquote  she had said.\par
\tab Do you want to spank me!?  Goodness!  It was new, a quirk, something he had never thought of doing\emdash to a girl.  There was only the basic knowledge of knowing what a girl looked like naked AND what to do with her once she WAS naked.  But spanking was one concept a little vague to him.\par
\tab Receiving swats himself was something he didn\rquote t particularly care for \lquote cause usually they were swift, hard, and harsh delivered by his Dad; but GIVING spanks\emdash well, that was something else all together.  The first time to give the little girl who lived down the lane a spanking she lay nakedly across his lap getting poked in the stomach by his throbbing cock.  Alton had no choice but to look over the girl\rquote s nakedness, smooth his hand all over her delicious butt and linger for a long while before she bitched \ldblquote Are you going to spank me or what?\rdblquote\par
\tab Alton delivered unto her soft dainty little tart ass a swift swat.  It stunned him and took him by surprise\emdash mainly \lquote cause he had never spanked anyone before and doing the deed stirred up strange and unique feelings within him.  He wasn\rquote t sure if he liked it or not.\par
\tab So he did it again.\par
\tab And again.\par
\tab And again before he concluded that, yeah\emdash he liked it\emdash a lot!\par
\tab Of course, getting spanked himself by the strange little girl who lived down the lane was another thing.  He didn\rquote t particular care for it but tolerated it just the same \lquote cause it led to sex\emdash and that was a good thing.\par
\page\tab Then there came the day of days.\par
\tab Prior to the \ldblquote day of days\rdblquote  Alton and Dana were avid in their getting together and engaging in sex and sex acts.  They did most of their engaging at Alton\rquote s place specifically in the barn.  But when the parental units were both gone the kids risked engagement in the house where afterwards they took a shower together.\par
\tab They did likewise at Dana\rquote s house one day, the Day of Days.\par
\tab After a spankfest and then oral and exploring one another\rquote s young bodies with sex as the final act they hopped into the shower and that was where Dana\rquote s Daddy caught them.  He was livid.  Beyond livid and Alton was in fear for his life.  Roughly did the man grab the two naked naughty children out of the shower and dragged them to Dana\rquote s bed.  There, Dana assumed the position she was used to\emdash Alton was in great fear and stared at his girl\emdash then was roughly positioned alongside her.\par
\tab Alton\rquote s eyes bulged near out of his head as Dana\rquote s Dad landed his belt to bare skin\emdash and it wasn\rquote t even to Alton\rquote s ass!  Dana gripped the bedding on her bed, pursed her lips hard and endured another swat from the 2-inch wide thick leather belt\emdash then it switched bare butts and kissed Alton\rquote s ass with a hard mighty whack.\par
\tab Alton thought he would come out of skin.  But he didn\rquote t call out and pressed his body to the side of the bed and endured three more incredible swats.  So inflamed was his ass sending electrified tingling sensations throughout his young body that he was oblivious to all else\emdash like what was going on beside him.\par
\tab Going on beside him was Dana\rquote s Dad undressing himself and waggling his cock.  Just out of the corner of his eye did Alton see his girl sucking cock like she knew how\emdash and she did.  But she was doing it to her Dad\emdash her DAD!\par
\tab The pain inflaming his ass, though, prevented Alton from properly watching the act in progress beside him.  All he could do was keep himself against the bed and stare across the room at the window and the trees beyond in the yard.  But \ldblquote out the corner of his eye\rdblquote  he could see that after awhile, Dana was no longer sucking and laying her head against the bed clutching a hand to Alton\rquote s.  Strangely, though, her body was moving, bouncing against the bed.  Alton didn\rquote t get it and didn\rquote t get it until he himself was \ldblquote bouncing against the bed.\rdblquote\par
\tab Two oak trees were in the backyard, shrubs and sunflowers along the edge by the fence.  Birds were on the fence flittering all about as birds do unsettled and chirping.  There was still significant pain to his young ass but then something new--\par
\page\tab Blinking his eyes young Alton Nodden watched the birds, a particular pair who were engaging in sex and determined that he himself was being \ldblquote engaged.\rdblquote   \par
\tab\ldblquote what the fuck!?\rdblquote  he said aloud but not very loud.  Turning his head laying it on the bed he saw his girl; there were tears in her eyes and she clung to his hand squeezing it.  Her bed was with a thick quilt, it was soft and reminded him of baby powder\emdash baby powder \lquote cause that was what Alton used in his underwear.  He liked baby powder, the smell and feel of it against his balls and ass.  (too much information?)\par
\tab Dana\rquote s Dad was sodomizing him, butt fucking.  Alton hadn\rquote t even fucked Dana in the ass\emdash it was in the mouth and cunt and that was it.  Taking it in the ass, though, was not Alton\rquote s first time.\par
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\tab There were science projects, soccer, ogling the cheerleaders, ogling the girls in their tight short short gym shorts, wood shop, ogling the girls at the swimming pool, watching Mr. Fenton cuss out Jimmie Hawks for welding the shop door shut (again), and Alton\rquote s favorite occupation at school\emdash jerking off.\par
\tab Jerking off at home was one thing, but jerking off at school just seemed better.  Beatin\rquote  off in the bathrooms was one thing, but wanking in the gym\rquote s shower was even better.  This typical boy activity was usually done when no one was about.  \par
\tab Alton\rquote s last class for the day of drudgery was gym or state sanction physical entertainment.  Alton was happily hand humping away all lathered up so safe and secure that all the other boys had gone.  All the boys had, but not all the coaches.  It was Coach Williams who suddenly peeked in on Alton catching him in the act.\par
\tab The Coach tossed the naughty Alton a towel and then beckoned him to the Coaches office.  Alton didn\rquote t know what to expect and trembled some as he stepped inside with the yellow gym towel about his person\emdash still with a thriving hard-on.\par
\tab Up against the desk Alton was directed to stand, minus the towel.\par
\tab Coach Williams looked Alton\rquote s young pre-teen frame over; Alton clung to the edge of the wooden desk with fear unknown dripping wet and shivering not from cold but embarrassment and plain unknown.\par
\tab The Coach touched Alton\rquote s ass, caressing the bare ass then reaching between the legs to take hold of the boy\rquote s dangling testicles\emdash his other hand simply reached around to take Alton\rquote s elongated tube and gave it a couple of tugs.\par
\tab Alton said nothing and waited.\par
\page\tab The Coach ran his hands all over the young Alton\rquote s ass then slapped the inside thighs to part the legs.  Alton spread his legs and the Coach moved behind him.  Alton clung tenaciously to the edging of the desk\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote This is going to hurt\emdash a lot!\rdblquote  snickered the Coach and Alton felt the man\rquote s manhood spanking him.  The Coach\rquote s cock slapped Alton\rquote s bare ass, gouged him up and down the crack and then humped the ass flesh before making anal penetration.  When Alton twisted and tried to close his asshole he was smacked HARD on the ass.  \par
\tab There was nothing to do but try and relax as commanded and \ldblquote take it.\rdblquote   His asshole hadn\rquote t been breeched in a long time.  He spread his stance and held his breath as the Coach\rquote s manly manhood finally introduced itself and began making steady headway.\par
\tab Fluttering his eyes, seething thru his nose, Alton suffered the indignity of being reamed.  Coach Williams continued to coo to him to \ldblquote relax\rdblquote  with an occasional smack to his ass for good measure.  Alton\rquote s stance was wide and strangely if not surprisingly his cock was still magnificently hard.  From time to time the Coach would \ldblquote reach around\rdblquote  and fondled Alton\rquote s cock, stroking it, squeezing, and basically masturbating it.\par
\tab At length the Coach was going fully into Alton\rquote s tortured hole humping hard and with great enthusiasm.  The door to the office opened and Coach Berman poked his head in. \par
\tab\ldblquote Busy?\rdblquote  asked the interloper.\par
\tab\ldblquote Not at all.\rdblquote  replied Coach Williams.\par
\tab Berman came in shutting the door and stood sizing up the situation.  Coach Williams had his red gym shorts and underwear at his ankles and his cock buried to the hilt into a naked twelve year old boy\rquote s asshole.  Coach Berman pushed down his own shorts and underwear and stood with a raging boner.  Giving his cock a stroke then stepped up to Alton.\par
\tab\ldblquote Let go!\rdblquote  bitched Coach Williams who continued to butt fuck the boy.\par
\tab Alton had to \ldblquote let go\rdblquote  the desk and move to where he would put his hands on his knees.  Williams thrusted DEEP into the boy\rquote s hole, clinging to his hips and pumping with great fervor.  Coach Berman stood before Alton, running a hand thru the boy\rquote s thick mop\emdash guiding him down to the pulsing erection.\par
\tab There was no choice and Alton put his lips about the waggling cock before him.  Coach Williams slowed his pace but increased his grip on Alton\rquote s hips cooing to him \ldblquote suck it, boy, suck it good!\rdblquote\par
\tab Though it disgusted Alton\emdash it wasn\rquote t his first time\'85\par
\page\tab Momma\rquote s boy\par
\tab Most boys at seven are outside playing baseball, chasing girls with some sort of horrid insect, peeing in the bushes, setting fire to ants, discovering that cats don\rquote t like water and neither do girls who are holding them.  Most boys of young ages like to color, draw, paint, eat paste.  Boys like to climb things, jump from those things, and create things to climb and jump.\par
\tab For seven year old Alton he did all those things and more!\par
\tab It was his Mom\rquote s new boyfriend who found out the \ldblquote more\rdblquote .  One day he just \ldblquote came over\rdblquote  to surprise his new girlfriend and was surprised himself to find her naked in bed\emdash with Alton.  Not too much of a big deal there but both were naked and young seven year old Alton was ON TOP of his Mom\emdash AND she was having him HUMP HER!\par
\tab OMG!\par
\tab Alton got flung off to the floor and he scrambled under the bed while his Mom said \ldblquote It\rquote s not what you think.\rdblquote\par
\tab Really?\par
\tab New boyfriend-potential-new Daddy Calvin took startled offense at statement, \ldblquote It\rquote s not?\rdblquote  he said, \ldblquote It looked like you were having sex with Alton.\rdblquote\par
\tab Well, he had her there.  But there was a peculiar smile on the man\rquote s face\emdash AND he was rubbing himself, too.  Rubbing himself!  And smiling!  He was a good looking fellow with lots of thick dark hair and dashing looks.  An up-and-coming rocker and small business owner he had looks, charm, and a \ldblquote way about him\rdblquote  in his mannerisms.\par
\tab Nodding his head he smiled looking to Alton\rquote s Mom; it wasn\rquote t clear if he was horny for the Mom or the situation before that.  While the Mom remained as she was on the bed, Calvin stripped off all of his clothes.  For a moment after he stood where he had come in to the room masturbating\emdash Alton\rquote s Mom feasted her eyes on the engorged member and smiled hungrily back at him.\par
\tab Slowly up onto the bed Calvin came.  Alton\rquote s Mom spread her legs taking a grip to her rocker\rquote s love tool she worked him, guiding him to her hot and very bothered cunt.\par
\tab\ldblquote Stick it in me!\rdblquote  she cooed.\par
\tab Calvin did but had a stipulation.  Patting the side of the bed he got Alton\rquote s attention.  The naked boy came out from under the bed and stood nakedly at the side.  He was cute at seven years, sandy brown hair, blue eyes, a boyish face.  His little tallywhacker was still hard and it was that hardness Calvin wanted to see going into his Mom\rquote s mouth.\par
\page\tab So, while rocker Calvin plowed Alton\rquote s Mom\rquote s pussy, Alton plowed his Mom\rquote s mouth.  Alton\rquote s Mom was a tall lovely thing in her late twenties; she snaked her hand up between her son\rquote s legs with the heel of her hand pressing against his hairless testes while fingers caressed his ass flesh and began probing his chute.\par
\tab It turned Calvin on and he couldn\rquote t have sex with Alton\rquote s Mom without Alton being there involved, too.  This led to more and more incredulous activities with Alton and Alton\rquote s Mom in full support\emdash she even helped.  When Calvin wanted to have sex with Alton himself\emdash it was the boy\rquote s Mom who lubricated her son\rquote s rim and helped guide her lover\rquote s cock into it.  And when Calvin wasn\rquote t plunging his fuck stick into the seven year old, his Mom was shoving something round and tube like to stretch the asshole and make it more suitable for the new Daddy to fuck.\par
\tab When Alton was nine, his Mom had some bad news for him; his new Daddy was playing a gig at some outdoor concert.  It had been recently raining there and when up-and-coming rocker Calvin began playing for the audience\emdash he inadvertently stepped on a water puddle and was electrocuted.\par
\tab No new Daddy was planned for a while\emdash the first Daddy had been swept overboard on a fishing boat at sea, a second Daddy fell off a balcony ten floors to the swimming pool deck below the hotel five days after marrying Alton\rquote s Mom.  The third Daddy was Calvin.\par
\tab The fourth Daddy came when Alton turned eleven and moved the family from the City to the country to try farm life.  Alton still shoved items up his butt now and then\emdash the toilet plunger for one, bed post, farm handle tools.  Occasionally he bedded his Mom and was sucked off but she worked a lot and was busy getting laid by the new hubby who was apparently a good fuck.\par
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Sideline adventure\par
\tab So much for the pond; most the memories of his early life he liked and enjoyed but there were some elements he would rather keep buried.  Scrambling backwards he stumbled and tripped over a limb.  Something frightened him, more than the repressed memories he didn\rquote t like so much suddenly being released upon his psyche.  He scrambled more with panic inundating him causing him to ran blindedly thru the forest albeit nakedly.\par
\tab At length he came out to a small clearing where a strange sight there was before him.  A stone slab.  Ornate drawings were about the base that seemed to just come right up from the ground.  The stone was basic stone color, gray with a smooth flat surface.\par
\tab A girl lay on the slab (sound familiar?) and she was beautiful!\par
\page\tab She was not a woman but a girl, a teenage girl with striking beauty.  Alton guessed her to be sixteen or seventeen\emdash although it didn\rquote t particularly matter\emdash not to Alton anyways.  Standing up alongside the slab he looked the girl over\emdash she seemed to be sleeping a deep-deep sleep.  She lay still, breathing, clad in layers of bright pretty girlie clothing.\par
\tab Alton stood at the side of the stone slab with a raging hard-on.\par
\tab Though her body was basically concealed by the clothing, her face was not.  So round!  That dark hair, dark eyes, sweet full lips and creamy skin!  It was maddening!  She was SOOOOO pretty, so beautiful!\par
\tab Taking her hand he squeezed finding her warm.  Her beauty was so fucking fantastic!  Fantastic.  Fucking fantastic.  He smiled and after running his hand up her arm, jostling her a little, whispering \ldblquote Hey!  You!  Awake!?\rdblquote  he began a more earnest \ldblquote exploration\rdblquote  of the girl\rquote s body beginning at her small chest.\par
\tab The outer layer of her dress was of a yellow material with blue and white under layers that was light and airy making the girl even more fantastic!  \par
\tab Alton noted the tight waist and some sort of bodice or vest constricting the waist area and torso as a whole.  Gingerly he cupped the girl\rquote s breasts and smoothed his hand all over the delicate area.  He was bamboozled on how the girl got in and out of the dress.  He cupped and fondled the breasts a bit more then moved down rather quickly to the other area of interest\'85\par
\tab With the girl not moving or showing any signs of awareness, Alton found the girl with bare feet.  Her multi layered dress went clear to her ankles.  Such a beautiful girl she was!  Slowly the girl\rquote s dress was pushed up and up revealing her lily white nimble legs.  Lifting her legs up was revealed to him the girl\rquote s lovely equally beautiful naked womanness.  No underwear!  \par
\tab With the girl\rquote s legs up along his bare chest Alton went quickly to gliding his cock up and down the inviting virginal pussy.  There wasn\rquote t even very much poon pie making Alton think she were not any more than twelve.  And that, of course, just made Alton more horny and drive his throbbing hard-on into the girl\rquote s sex.\par
\tab Oh he was a dog, he knew it\emdash taking advantage of such a demure helpless (unconscious) thing.  But her teenage pussy was wondrous!  Wondrous Centurion!  Wondrous!  It was not just tight but snug and gleefully wrapped itself about his invading prong pulling it in and soothing it.  Quickly did it moisten up and gave cause for Alton to flutter his body all over.\par
\page\tab The sensations of sex were more gratifying than anything imaginable.  He felt the surge of orgasm right from the get go but managed to hold back the flood of his goo until a few pumps in.  The sex was truly fantastic but too quick\emdash a few pumps and he was cumming.  Alton chalked it up to being pent up and not having had sex in awhile.  He couldn\rquote t remember the last time that he HAD had sex.\par
\tab Fleeting memories filled his head suddenly, images of people he couldn\rquote t rightly put a name to proper.  After cumming and feeling his energy level dropping Alton realized that he had no past\emdash he couldn\rquote t remember it.  Who he was, his name, his place in the world.\par
\tab Wrinkling his nose he farted and washed down the girl\rquote s fresh fucked cunt with some pee.  Then he sat back and noshed on an apple he found\'85\par
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Innocence so pure as snow\par
\tab One fuck!  Two fuck!  Three fuck!  Four!\par
\tab Once you\rquote ve screwed one good pussy\emdash you want to screw it some more\emdash so Alton did.  After noshing on the apple that left a tingling sensation in his mouth he found a nearby stream and drank heartily\emdash until he saw the beavers swimming about giving him the eye.  Back at the girl who to Alton struck him as incredibly pretty but more than that\emdash she was pure.  Pure as snow.\par
\tab At least, the parts that he could see.  Why would anyone wear so many clothes?  He decided to help her out of those multi layered clothes, maybe she needed air?  The forest wasn\rquote t warm or cold but it was a weird looking forest just the same.  No pines or cedars or any trees he had ever seen.  It was kind of dark and gloomy but not overly so.  There was a sky above and wildlife in amongst the woods but some sort of odd foreboding feeling lay like a heavy mist over the land.\par
\tab With the layers of clothing that were actually sewn together to make one garment Alton found a long white undergarment underneath and then another around the torso.  It was some work to get the clothing off and then he stood in awe at the striking beauty he found thereafter.\par
\tab Pure as snow, lily white, silky smooth.\par
\tab Wow.\par
\tab Wow oh wow oh wow.  What a body!  Alton stood admiring her and felt himself strangely drawn to her.  It was more than sexual but there were the sexual overtones just the same.  Such a body as never before had he seen, though.  He scarcely could actually bring himself to touch\emdash but of course he did.  He couldn\rquote t resist.\par
\page\tab Once more he found himself mounting, but on top of the girl fully with his cock still dripping cum resting hard against her lovely dainty poon.  So enamored was he with her beauty that he didn\rquote t even stick her!  Slowly he lay on her\emdash but not crushing.  There was warmth emanating from her nakedness and Alton was in a quandary\emdash to stare at her face or be captivated by her young teenage breasts?\par
\tab He took the breasts route.\par
\tab How long he lingered lusting on those teenage breasts he didn\rquote t know\emdash didn\rquote t care.  It didn\rquote t matter, either.  For a time he merely caressed the breasts, each one, tenderly with his hands before kissing the fantastically perfectly shaped mounds then engulfing the nipples to suckle on to his delight.\par
\tab That of course motivated his schlong into slipping back into the crevice of utter delight sending him into a euphoric overload similar to a whacked out street drug.  Almost instantly did he ejaculate.  His cock began to pump straightaway and BOY did it feel good!  The pussy was the most fantastic experience he had ever known\emdash er, that he could remember.\par
\tab From the breasts to the girl\rquote s lips.  \par
\tab So soft!\par
\tab Her entire body was a lusciousness in softness but those lips\emdash those lips were beyond words.  Gingerly did Alton press his lips to those luscious lips, engulfing them snaking his tongue inward.  His \ldblquote other\rdblquote  snake pumped her pussy driving him into a world of unknown sensations that simply enthralled him.\par
\tab Suddenly there was movement\emdash there was life from the girl.  She began to breathe and move her head about.  Alton sat up at an arched angle a little frightened.  The girl came fully awake and was greatly startled if not somewhat frightened.\par
\tab Then she spoke,\par
\tab\ldblquote Who are you?\rdblquote\par
\tab That voice!  There never was a voice like that heard before.  It couldn\rquote t be described\emdash not properly anyways.  So light, airy; reminded him of sunshine and twittering birds, the sounds of spring.\par
\tab\ldblquote Uhm, I-I don\rquote t really know who I am\emdash actually.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You don\rquote t know who you are?\rdblquote  she asked inquisitively sitting up staring at him out of concern.\par
\tab\ldblquote There\emdash yeah, uh\emdash uhm, you see I just got here and was walking around and I was\emdash was at this pond and realized I-I don\rquote t know who I am.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh you poor thing!\rdblquote\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Um, so\emdash so do\emdash do you have a name?\rdblquote\par
\tab The girl couldn\rquote t rightly remember.\par
\tab\ldblquote Uhm, do\emdash do you know why you\emdash you are here?\rdblquote\par
\tab Nope, she had no idea.\par
\tab Alton helped her off the stone slab and it couldn\rquote t be helped noticed that she was \ldblquote noticing\rdblquote  Alton\rquote s proud erection.  She stared at it\emdash stared at it\emdash stared at it.  The staring made Alton a little uncomfortable.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s\emdash uhm\emdash to play with, to make you feel good.\rdblquote  he smiled to her explaining.\par
\tab And with that he presented his junior to befuddled but curious girl gently coaxing her to \ldblquote touch it\rdblquote  and then stroke it.  She had a loving touch.  Alton swelled all over\emdash especially his cock.\par
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\tab From stroking lovingly to once more accepting to her sex\'85\par
\tab Laying her on her clothes to make her comfortable Alton laid himself beside her and fingered her poon\emdash fingered\emdash fingered\emdash fingered.  The girl was lovely\emdash so innocent\emdash so na\'efve!  After fingering her poon he once more suckled on her breasts nipping her nipples that sent the girl into her own euphoric explosions.\par
\tab Then it was time for the ultimate thrill ride.\par
\tab It was ten times as great with both participants awake to enjoy.\par
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Hi, I see a \lquote ho\par
\tab At the pond the two refreshed\emdash the water was crystal clear and very tasty, they washed themselves\emdash their naughty bits, then drank their fill.  There were apples about and the two \ldblquote helped themselves.\rdblquote   They were tingly to the palate but yummy just the same.  \par
\tab\ldblquote We ought to find a place to stay,\rdblquote  Alton said, \ldblquote I don\rquote t think we want to be here at night.\rdblquote  The place was creepy enough during the day!\par
\tab The woods were unfamiliar to the girl, she was so strikingly beautiful it was doubtful she was from around the area\emdash she had to have been brought in.  They didn\rquote t really have to go far before coming upon a clearing\emdash a clearing that had been professionally cleared.  In the center of the clearing was a cottage; natural stone and timbers and a thatched roof.  There was a small garden on one side, piled wood chunks on the other with a well next to it.\par
\tab\ldblquote Stay here,\rdblquote  Alton said, \ldblquote I\rquote ll check it out.\rdblquote  Then he said as he looked to her before leaving, \ldblquote You know, you ought to have a name.\rdblquote   the quirky naked teen girl with raving beauty looked to him inquisitively in a child-like naiveness.\par
\page\tab Wrinkling his nose, cocking his head, thinking, he looked the pure as snow white snow over and concluded, \lquote why not?\rquote   \ldblquote How about \ldblquote Snow?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Snow?\rdblquote  she replied.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, I had a cat once that was pure white, white as snow.  You\rquote re pure as driven snow.\rdblquote   Well, used to be pure from freshly being \ldblquote driven.\rdblquote\par
\tab And with that he scampered off to investigate the cottage.\par
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enduring love\par
\tab\ldblquote Is he alright?  What\rquote s happened to him?\rdblquote\par
\tab The flames had flickered up high into the sullen sky, then after awhile tapered down to reveal the stone slab was empty.\par
\tab\ldblquote He has \ldblquote ascended\rdblquote  to the Greatness beyond!\rdblquote  quoted Three-toes.\par
\tab\ldblquote NO!\rdblquote  screamed Madelynn, \ldblquote I don\rquote t want him to go!\rdblquote  and she didn\rquote t.\par
\tab\ldblquote Tonight, then,\rdblquote  spoke up Barks-when-he-sneezes the Ogambi tribe\rquote s shaman, \ldblquote you will have your chance to bargain.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Bargain?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, the one you love is still there, in the flames but you can not see him.  He has ascended, BUT, you can bargain for him to return to you.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote If the Spirits see that your heart and love are true,\rdblquote  said Chief Three-toes, \ldblquote then they will return him to this life.\rdblquote\par
\tab Madelynn nodded\emdash she would plead for Alton\rquote s life; he belonged to her and not the afterlife or any other.  Night was a little ways off yet, though, so Madelynn had time to kill.  The Chief offered her respite in his tent.  \par
\tab Being restless taking the Chief\rquote s offer was not taken immediately.  There wasn\rquote t much to do in the encampment of the Ogambi tribe, Madelynn wandered about finding a place to pee then a place to sit quietly on a rock and contemplate.  It was mid afternoon and a long time before nightfall.  Slowly she made her way back to where she thought the Chief\rquote s tent was (but it wasn\rquote t the right one).  Opening the flap \lquote cause she didn\rquote t know how to \ldblquote knock\rdblquote  on a tent flap, Madelynn ducked her head in and saw a strange very strange sight:  \par
\tab On some covers/bedding was a naked white girl about sixteen or so.  She was very pretty and was staked out in a spread eagle manner.  She didn\rquote t seem to be in distress; her long silky blond hair was spread out underneath her clear to her soft alluring butt.  The girl\rquote s teen breasts were flattened out and there was not a bit of fur where fur should be.\par
\page\tab A younger girl also naked a few years younger sat folded up against the tent clutching herself and was visibly frightened;  a younger girl was there, too, naked, blond, blue eyes, curled up on the mass of blankets in the fetal position.\par
\tab A naked Ogambi buck was among them, his cock was hard, his body harder adorned with tattoos and beads the 20-something year old with long-long sleek black hair with skulls of small animals tied within positioned himself above the staked out girl guiding his arrow into her virgin slot.\par
\tab Madelynn wanted to watch but her concerns for her ascended Alton took precedence and she backed away say \ldblquote excuse me.\rdblquote   She sidestepped to the next tent she was sure was the Chief\rquote s and was once more shocked to see something completely different:\par
\tab He was brown, he was furry; he had a long ribbed nose that resembled a short nose for an elephant.  He was a little rotund, very hairy, on the short side and apparently naked \lquote fore he was \ldblquote putting it to\rdblquote  a lovely naked Ogambi doe while she herself sucked off on a tall green skin creature with an oval head and no nose.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh, hi there!\rdblquote  spoke the hairy creature.\par
\tab Madelynn passed out.\par
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Sidetracks\par
\tab A little sibling love in the sun\par
\tab (The beginning)\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s wrong with you?\rdblquote  she asked out of concern.\par
\tab\ldblquote NOTHING!\rdblquote  he replied in anger and moved away from her to seek solace\emdash but in a house of siblings, parental units, grandparent units, seeking solace was a difficult thing.  It had been easier in the mountains where they HAD lived, the new digs in the desert town were different.  The house was nice, of course, the surroundings new but to find some little place to be safe and alone was a bit difficult to come by\emdash and a growing boy just had to have a safe place to be alone at certain times during his growing!\par
\tab Pesky sister Erin was alright and he knew she was just concerned for him, but damn it, he wanted to be alone in his personal agony.  There was one place he had found, the attic.  It was a little musty and at times was a bit on the warm side but it was a place of privacy.  There were lots of furniture stowed there from the previous tenants as well as the family\rquote s own crap.  \par
\page\tab Eighteen year old John Jr. crept away quietly to the attic of the 2-story desert home that was a typical stucco Southwestern home.  There was air conditioning, of course, but not in the attic.  There were air vents and turbines and that helped, John brought some water and fixed himself to a spot he had found the first night the family had moved in from the mountain home.  Up against the round air vent there was cool air.  John settled and adjusting the vents just so gave him insight to his neighbors\'85\par
\tab On the far side, opposite side of the attic were the McMillians.  A nice family, grandparents raising their two little grandchildren.  They were nice, greeted the mountain family upon arrival and presented them with food and drinks and gracious mountain hospitality without being in the mountains.\par
\tab On the other side of the attic where John had found his solace was the Wilton Family featuring Charlotte, Bonnie, and Ty.  Charlotte was sixteen almost seventeen; sister Bonnie was a year younger.  Ty was the girls\rquote  Father and he was alright but John Jr. had found another side to him, too.\par
\tab In the few days the mountain family had come to live in the desert town after a disaster destroyed their mountain home, John had met the Wilton girls and found them delightful.  They were friendly, outgoing, and pretty\emdash very pretty.  Charlotte was with a little more \ldblquote weight\rdblquote  to her but not so as you know it, just a big girl but she wasn\rquote t fat\emdash far from it.  Her sister, Bonnie, was WAY cute, sassy, brassy, New York transplant who for a time lived in a \lquote burb of Chicago before moving to the desert town just a few months before John\rquote s family.  \par
\tab Bonnie was a girl who gave John fits\emdash privately.  She was very cute, and it was her brass-sass that excited him.  Plus she wore certain perfume that rocked his world.  A delicious laugh-giggle she had; long shoulder length brown hair that was very soft and also pleasantly arousing.  And then there was those brown eyes.  Bonnie Marie Wilton had the most beautiful brown eyes he had ever seen on a girl!\par
\tab Sister Charlotte wasn\rquote t too shabby, either.  A little taller but more demure, quiet, not so outgoing, but she shared a like that John liked\emdash the like to read.  John thoroughly loved to read and absorb himself in as many books as possible.  Charlotte was the exact same way.\par
\tab Both girls were charming (very) and so it boggled John to see them in their room against a bed\emdash naked.  The vantage point John had was not all that great and allowed him only to view from a top angle to see the girls up against a bed\emdash naked.  Then, the girls\rquote  Dad came into view blocking the view of the naked girls with his back to the window giving the peeping John the vantage view. \par
\tab The man did move, finally, but bore in his hand a belt!\par
\tab Oh!\par
\tab John focused his attention and wished upon wishes he could hear what was going on.  He saw Charlotte nod her head and say something, then she put her head down onto the bed and make a grimacing face as the belt from her Daddy smacked her bare ass.\par
\tab Bonnie was on the other side and received same.\par
\tab The Daddy (Ty) could just barely be seen\emdash mostly his hand and arm as it made the punishment to his naked apparently naughty girls.  What they had done to deserve such punishment John had no idea but was curious\emdash damn curious.\par
\tab The belting continued\emdash John couldn\rquote t tell if the girls were in dire peril or what.  Each time the girls jerked at being struck, John jerked, too.  Both girls were in tears and making faces; though John could see the naked girls well enough but couldn\rquote t much more than that.  He did see, though, Charlotte\rquote s naked body \ldblquote bouncing.\rdblquote   Bouncing against the bed.\par
\tab Bouncing against the bed?\par
\tab John stared and stared and by very carefully adjusting his position and the louver fins of the air vent he could just see the girls\rquote  Daddy\emdash he was directly behind his eldest girl and it seemed as if though he was bouncing against her!\par
\tab It couldn\rquote t be!\par
\tab No, not that!\par
\tab Could it?\par
\tab John waited and then saw the man, Ty, bend over, lean up against his oldest daughter and was naked, too!  There was no doubt in John\rquote s mind then that Charlotte was getting buttfucked by her Dad.\par
\tab Oh!\par
\tab But wait!  There\rquote s more!\par
\tab After a minute or so, Ty leaned back and was out of the picture for a moment; then, Charlotte crawled up onto the bed and Ty returned to caress her ass followed by parting the cheeks and putting his face right into the crack!  John watched in awe finding his \ldblquote junior\rdblquote  growing exponentially.  He moaned in agony and finally fished his favorite organ out and began an earnest hand jobbing.\par
\tab Relief, though, would be better if buried into pussy.  He had sister, three of them of various ages and when younger the typical \ldblquote touchy-feely\rdblquote  was the general accepted way of life for mountain sibling kids.  But as they grew older there was modesty among them.  But the thoughts\emdash the thoughts of illicit mischief were still held among the various mountain siblings\emdash John especially.\par
\page\tab Sister Mary Ellen was the oldest of the girls at sixteen; at sixteen the girl was not as \ldblquote refined\rdblquote  as other girls; she was a bit of a tomboy, played rough, and spoke rough when the parental units or any other adults were around.  She was smart, though, and was learning towards a life in the medical field\emdash specifically the veterinarian line of vocation.\par
\tab Sister Erin was the cuter of the three mountain girls, soft reddish brown hair, soft skin, and a bit risky.  Erin wavered between being a tomboy and being a \ldblquote girl.\rdblquote   She liked to wear dresses, wear perfume, and sing in the country church choir.  She also liked to chase boys, outrun boys, and sip moonshine whisky from at a family friend\rquote s distillery.  \par
\tab Elizabeth was the youngest at ten; flaming red hair adorned her head\emdash she was flat chested, long limbed, and a known snitch.  If any of her siblings did anything remotely wrong\emdash it was wise not to do it in the presence of their youngest sibling or let her get wind of it.  She didn\rquote t out and out snitch just to snitch but to regain attention and score \ldblquote points\rdblquote  with her parents\emdash at the risk of losing points with her siblings.\par
\tab All three siblings John Jr. had seen naked.  He had seen them mostly in their underwear but many times butt bare assed naked.  They had swum in a mountain pond all natural like\emdash skinny dipping and once he had caught Marry Ellen masturbating.  She was twelve at the time and wasn\rquote t pleased at John \ldblquote discovering\rdblquote  her discovering herself.  From then on she was more private and sneaky and John never caught her discovering herself again.\par
\tab On the bed, Charlotte was on her back, legs back, being fucked by her Dad.  John watched and hammered his cock harder and harder.  In the mountains where John and his family came from\emdash incest was not uncommon.  It was understood that folks living in the big cities and suburbs of those cities did not so regular engage in sexual provocativeness but did not necessarily frown on those who did\emdash not in the new day of sexual deviancy brought on by the mind altering devices thriving on the Nation\rquote s land.\par
\tab John felt that what he was seeing was probably bad, illegal, and most likely highly illicit.  The scene he looked upon was more than likely unwilling, only Ty Wilton was the willing participant.  John wondered as to what HOLE the man was incestuously invading.  Suddenly John knew how to find out\emdash brother Jason had binoculars he had used in the mountains when he stood lookout at a family friend\rquote s still, picking out various birds for a school project, and spying on girls swimming at a swimming hole.  John had seen the binoculars just the other day.\par
\tab But he hated leaving as he might miss something.  Squeezing his cock he agonized but the knowing of what particular hole Ty Wilton was fucking just had to be known.\par
\tab It was a difficult thing tearing himself away from the vantage point (not too mention tucking his throbbing aching cock back inside his pants!)  Stealthily he slipped to his brother\rquote s room shared with one other brother.  Luckily the two brothers were downstairs doing something and the other brother John shared his room with was also downstairs.  \par
\tab When he came out of the bedroom\emdash there was middle sister, Erin.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hi.\rdblquote  she said being herself neither happy or sad.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hi.\rdblquote  brother John returned being caught off-guard.  He displayed some apprehensiveness which alerted sister Erin.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s up?\rdblquote  she asked.\par
\tab John stammered and showed uneasiness.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s up with the binoculars?\rdblquote  Erin asked nextly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh, s-tars, stars\emdash stars.  I was just going to look at the stars.\rdblquote  John said recovering from being startled.  \ldblquote Just seeing how the stars look differently than from home.\rdblquote\par
\tab Erin was smiling\emdash John sweated and got all nervous again.\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote\par
\tab Erin didn\rquote t explain but directed her brother\rquote s attention via her eyes\emdash which were looking down.\par
\tab Gulping, John looked down her slender frame to notice what his fourteen year old sibling was noticing\emdash his hard-on.  John Jr.\rquote s hard-on was a prominent bulge in his non-jean type pants and it had caught sister Erin\rquote s attention.\par
\tab\ldblquote ERIN!\rdblquote  called up from downstairs, \ldblquote Did you find that shawl?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Momma wants that shawl Gramma Bertha made.\rdblquote  Erin explained.\par
\tab John nodded, \ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote  and felt some relief, until Erin walked away to the linen closet; wearing a thin light and airy cotton dress John\rquote s eyes focused on her delightful teenage ass.  OH!  His cock suddenly pronounced itself even more and he hurried passed her to the end of the hall and the access to the attic.\par
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\tab On her back, legs back near to her shoulders, Bonnie Wilton got fucked.  Zeroing in as to what specific hole she was getting fucked was determined by the binoculars that \ldblquote in the ass\rdblquote  was the hole of choice.  John couldn\rquote t tell rightly, though, if the girl was a virgin or not\emdash and he did know how to tell visually.\par
\page\tab John\rquote s own cock was thriving and driving him crazy\emdash and he wished oh how he wished he could drive it into some pussy.  Charlotte and her sister Bonnie seemed to be the optimum choice.  His mind clicked back to sister Erin and her smile.  She hadn\rquote t been alarmed or embarrassed or anything of the like.  John reflected and realized that he might have just missed a chance.  Had she been willing?\par
\tab Damn.\par
\tab If it hadn\rquote t been for her being on a fetch something might have happened.  But in a new house finding the most favorable location to fool around was yet to be known.  At home, in the mountains, John and Erin had only seen each other\emdash with John seeing sister Erin more than she saw him (as far as he knew).  Their age difference wasn\rquote t that great, she was fourteen, he was seventeen.\par
\tab Pounding-squeezing his cock his thoughts changed from Charlotte and Bonnie to Erin.  Very muchly did he want to fuck her.  He imagined Erin being like Charlotte\emdash on her back, legs back, breasts jiggling, and his cock thrusting deeply into her young teenhood.\par
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\tab How long his mind had drifted thinking of sinking his organ into Erin he didn\rquote t know, but he had a \ldblquote mess\rdblquote  on his hands.  He didn\rquote t care for it and couldn\rquote t imagine girls actually liking it.  But his cock still ached and was still unsatisfied.  Gabby Beetle was the first girl he had ever sunk his cock into, he had been a mere thirteen at the time, Gabby a year younger.  She had come upon him just after John\rquote s brothers had left to go home and complete their assigned chores before their Daddy got the belt to them.  John Jr. had already done his chores and with the day in the mountain being rather a hot one he lingered a while longer in the mountain pond skinny dipping.\par
\tab And along came Gabby Beetle.\par
\tab\ldblquote You better get outta here before I come out!\rdblquote  said John.\par
\tab Gabby Beetle made no intention of moving\emdash in facts, she came closer.  There was a footbridge she had crossed coming to the near remote area; Dobbers Spring fed the pond, beavers had helped damming the creek up but they had moved on leaving behind their beaver work.  The pond was a good mile from home and somewhat remote\emdash but most the mountain kids in the area knew where it was.\par
\tab Gabby Beetle was not bashful and very muchly the tomboy\emdash as were most mountain girls.  Wearing a dress the girl came out from the thick bushes to the small clearing at the pond where John\rquote s clothes were.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Sure is hot today.\rdblquote  she said.\par
\tab John was speechless and as he cleared the water from his eyes he saw the girl squatting at the shore\emdash her legs open a bit to reveal the absence of underwear\emdash no panties!  \par
\tab Well, that was no biggie\emdash he knew that sometimes his sisters one-two-three went without their underwear, too.  He didn\rquote t know why, John remembered asking his Grandpa \ldblquote why do we have to wear underwear anyways?\rdblquote  and the aged old man giggled explaining\emdash\ldblquote cause they are a fart filter!\rdblquote\par
\tab John moved to the about the center of the pond where it was a little deeper; Gabby remained squatting finally saying, \ldblquote You gonna ask me in or what?\rdblquote\par
\tab John moved his limbs about to keep afloat, \ldblquote You don\rquote t know what yer askin\rquote  for, Gabby Beetle.\rdblquote  John warned\emdash his young teenage cock was hard enough to bust boulders with.\par
\tab\ldblquote You never mind that, John Warner, I\rquote m my own person and I knows what I wants!\rdblquote  and with that she made a fluid sweep of her hands and pulled off her thin mountain dress revealing a thin but naked mountain girl body.\par
\tab Slowly the girl eased into the pond\emdash as she stood, John squinted his eyes to the naked girl and her naked poon.  No hair, not a one.  She was a thin thing, long silky brown hair, brown eyes, and nimble as any mountain deer.  \par
\tab Once in up to her knees she dove into the pristine often pissed in pond diving deep to the middle part to come up splashing and gasping for breath floundering.  John panicked and grabbed the girl hauling her to where it was more swallow.\par
\tab\ldblquote You saved me!\rdblquote  Gabby exclaimed sputtering pond water.\par
\tab\ldblquote You shouldn\rquote t swim where you cant--\rdblquote\par
\tab Gabby wrapped her arms about her rescuer\rquote s neck\emdash then her thin nimble body.  Without hesitation she pressed her pre-teen lips to Johns\rquote s driving her tongue into his mouth.\par
\tab John was taken off-guard a might and didn\rquote t know what to do.\par
\tab His cock did, though.\par
\tab John recovered and foot good enough footing to hold himself and Gabby.  Around the non-shy mountain girl\rquote s body his arms did go\emdash he would have preferred a girl older, or at least his age.  He would have preferred Jenny Garth, Angela Matthis, or even thirteen year old Carla Mickleson.  Those girls he knew and liked and would like to know better.\par
\tab But he couldn\rquote t be choosey and returned kissing on Gabby until such a time as she managed to snake a hand of hers to his cock\'85\par
\page\tab Humping his bed, humping his hand; jerking off in the barn behind stacked hay bales\emdash those places were the norm for \ldblquote getting off\rdblquote  and pleasing one\rquote s personal organ.  He knew getting laid in bed was the normal place for sex, in the car, behind the barn, in the barn, living room floor and even in the bathroom.  \par
\tab But he never knew sex could be accomplished in water!\par
\tab But he liked it!\par
\tab With the agile mountain girl wrapped about his body she moved expertly down onto John Warner\rquote s erection.  As soon as John Warner\rquote s cock delved into the mountain girl Gabby Beetle\rquote s cunt he\rquote s eyes fluttered and he experienced sexual fulfillment right off.  It beat beatin\rquote  off by a damn sight!\par
\tab A significant amount of sloshing there was in the pond caused by the two teen mountain lovers.  John\rquote s cock buried to the hilt into Gabby\rquote s cunt found pleasure unknown and there was no stopping once the \ldblquote special\rdblquote  feeling began.\par
\tab When the event of a lifetime had come, John\rquote s energy took a nose dive and he virtually collapsed.  The two teens floundered but recovered with Gabby bitching \ldblquote you dropped me!\rdblquote\par
\tab Still in the pond, John lay on the shallow of the shore heaving.\par
\tab Gabby came up to lay beside her mountain lover ogling his cock which though had cum was still amazingly hard.  Gripping the cock she teased it with her hand using her thumb to rub the crown.  She had a unique grip to the fuck stick and it pleased John Warner greatly.\par
\tab When after a few minutes of manipulating his prong the strange and unique feeling of ultimate pleasure once more began to thrive in John.  Gabby sensed it apparently and \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on him.\par
\tab John had heard of such things\emdash called blow jobs or Presidentials, but had never experienced one personally.  He liked it\emdash a lot!  The girl had amazing talent for being only twelve!  She went down on the tube with amazing suction, raking her teeth gingerly along the sensitive skin, her tongue about the bulbous tips, diddling the piss slit, then all the way down to the base.  Then repeat the above steps until receiving copious amounts of nut juice as a reward.\par
\tab And right there on the pond shore did John Warner get laid by Gabby Beetle\emdash again.  She rode him and the experience was mind boggling\emdash and long lasting.  It was at the pond some time later he was pounding Jennifer Garth and busted by Gabby Beetle.  She hated him for that treachery thereafter and never again came to the pond.\par
\page\tab With the binoculars, John could see neighbor Ty\rquote s cock sliding in and out of his daughter\rquote s asshole.  Slowly inward the man\rquote s cock would go and slowly out; then repeat.  There came the point whereas the orgasm was imminent and the man began to strain and give short-quickening little humps.\par
\tab John squeezed his own pud and watched intently as Ty entered his orgasm (as well as daughter) emptying most of his ball juice into Charlotte\rquote s poon neighbor and managing to pull out and squirt the remainder onto the smoldering hole as well as the girl\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab Arching his back and enjoying the pleasures of orgasm, Ty wriggled about still locked above his non-distraught daughter.  Laying his prick against her dick trench he finally did lay on her and began humping her pussy without going into her.  He was mostly resting, heaving, recovering from the event that had been incestuous.\par
\tab After that, the man moved out of focus.  Charlotte remained as she was but began masturbating, opening her legs wide and \ldblquote gettin\rquote  after it.\rdblquote   Ty returned to focus, getting onto his knees placing his head up between daughter number two, Bonnie.\par
\tab John didn\rquote t know how much more he could take.  \par
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Desert love\par
\tab\ldblquote Soooo, what are you looking at with those?\rdblquote  Erin asked a couple of days after.  John was once more snagging his brother\rquote s binoculars and making for the attic when sister Erin came out of the hall bathroom smoothing out the front of her dress.\par
\tab And once more she had managed to startle him, catch him off guard AND with another raging hard-on.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Th-the stars.\rdblquote  John stammered.  \ldblquote The stars, the sun going down.\rdblquote\tab\par
\tab Erin wrinkled her nose, cocked her head, batted her pretty eyes\emdash she was in thought.  \ldblquote Last I knew,\rdblquote  she said in musing, \ldblquote the sun set in the West.\rdblquote\par
\tab John supposedly being very smart and already destined for college before graduating high school, didn\rquote t get it.\par
\tab\ldblquote Our house faces West, to the ocean.\rdblquote  Erin provided.\par
\tab Unfortunately, John STILL didn\rquote t get it.\par
\tab\ldblquote Our house sits facing the ocean,\rdblquote  Erin said, \ldblquote so the attic runs North and South.\rdblquote  Making it kinda difficult to see the Sun setting thru the roof of the house\'85\par
\tab John lost color when he made the realization.  He managed a quirky smile but began to sweat more than the usual for living in the desert and before he could manage another reason for the binoculars--\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Who you spying on?\rdblquote  Erin surmised.\par
\tab John sunk.  He had been had.  She knew.\par
\tab But Erin was a good egg; sister Mary Ellen was ok, but sometimes she had the affinity to hold pertinent information over one\rquote s head for her own amusement or advantage.  Sister Elizabeth couldn\rquote t be trusted\emdash she didn\rquote t blab information she had garnered out of meanness or to gain a footing in the household, gain proverbial Brownie Points, but she just couldn\rquote t retain information for any length of time.\par
\tab Erin, though, still held information of when John had washed his bedding after peeing in them when he was younger; when he came in late at night long after the family had gone to bed; when he took the family truck and smashed the bumper but it was blamed on Momma the following day when she turned the wheel too sharply and smacked the garden fence.  Erin had many secrets of her family and she would keep them secret.  She was trustworthy with pertinent information.\par
\tab Sighing, John took her by the hand and led her to the attic.\par
\tab Taking up his place at the attic vent John leaned up against the slanting wall to allow Erin to peer thru the vent slats.  For a long while she was quiet\emdash she made no noises whatsoever and hovered leaning over John\rquote s lap\emdash giving great cause for John to go quietly insane.  \par
\tab Sure the two had danced together at family get togethers and parties; sure they had seen one another naked and played the typical brother-sister game of \ldblquote touchy-feely.\rdblquote   But as they had gotten older their modesty kicked in along with respect for privacy.  \par
\tab As Erin lay across his lap at an angle, though, John was tested.  She was right up against him, his left hand right there hovering at her ass.  He gulped for air and the need for a drink of water.  It was powerfully hot in the attic, stifling.  With young Erin spying on the Wiltons apparently preoccupied, John was in agony and hard pressed not to put his hand to his sister\rquote s ass.\par
\tab There, too, was the need to put his hand to his other need, his cock.\par
\tab When Erin sat up she was so swift in doing so that John\rquote s hand DID brush against her ass.  Erin sat smiling, grinning big with blushing as an afterthought.  She didn\rquote t say anything but conveyed much.\par
\tab John sat in agony and couldn\rquote t help it\emdash modesty and privacy be damned and he gouged the heel of his hand to his cock.  It helped but of course, there was more\emdash much more that was needed if not required.  He fluttered\emdash not just his eyes but all over.  Erin\rquote s eyes were right on her brother\rquote s doing, she smiled even bigger and then put her hand on his\'85\par
\page\tab John melted, his asshole clenched up as he shuddered all over.  Moving his hand away Erin massaged his cock thru his pants sending her brother further into agony.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh that feels good.\rdblquote  he said.\par
\tab\ldblquote I can make it feel better.\rdblquote  Erin said grinning.\par
\tab And she did, too.\par
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\tab An orgasm is just not an orgasm unless it\rquote s brought on by illicit means.  Cumming off into one\rquote s sister\rquote s mouth made all previous orgasm dull in comparison.  John thought he\rquote d never stop cumming.  Sister Erin bobbed her head up and down\emdash up and down\emdash up and down getting every bit of brotherly love that she could muster.\par
\tab Squeezing his hairy nuggets helped, too.\par
\tab John pumped into his sister\rquote s mouth, ran his fingers thru her hair and had illicit desires insurmountable mount up within him.  Erin smacked her lips when she had drained her brother\rquote s lizard.  She sat up and straddled him, then peeked thru the vents to the neighbors\emdash this time around Daddy Ty was pumping daughter number two, Bonnie, as she lay up against the bed.  Sister Charlotte was on the other side.  \par
\tab Sitting up straddling her brother\rquote s legs, Erin full of grins and mischievousness pulled off her thin cotton Summery dress to reveal nothing else underneath.  John\rquote s cock just freshly excited from having enjoying a delicious blowjob suddenly sprung back to life.  Erin moved up onto his lap, raised herself up and guided her brother\rquote s dong into her sex.  Then, slowly, she settled down onto it causing her brother to flutter not only his eyes but his bod all over.\par
\tab Almost from the onset of penetration John Jr. felt himself cumming.  His hands went to his sister\rquote s ass and their bodies melded together as one.  Erin\rquote s sweaty body against his was marvelous\emdash her young developing breasts were fantastic!  They both shuddered, brother and sister, and Erin grinded her sex\emdash grinded her sex\emdash grinded her sex against her brother\rquote s.\par
\tab Their mouths met.\par
\tab Inasmuch as sexual intercourse among siblings was illicit\emdash succumbing to lust involving not only intercourse but deep passionate kissing was equally illicit.  John maneuvered his sister down and drove his brotherly love tool into her burgeoning womanness never leaving his mouth from hers.  His hands groped her budding breasts and powerfully with gentleness he fucked her brains out!\par
\page\tab What\rquote s happening on this side?\par
\tab On the other side of the mountain family lived another family fresh from the city.   They were a black family, one boy\emdash four girls.  One of the girls was already married and \ldblquote out the door\rdblquote  but came to visit quite often.  The oldest in the house then was fifteen, then a twelve year old going on twenty-one whom John had met and liked and had many a masturbation fantasy about.  Rudy was the youngest at ten and she was alright, too\emdash she had a nice smile anyways.\par
\tab The lone boy, Theo, was thirteen.  And as most thirteen year old boys, other than sports, finding one\rquote s social niche, there was sex.  Unfortunately, there weren\rquote t a lot of girls for Theo, not yet.  Theo was a little awkward but mostly he was black.  There weren\rquote t a lot of African-Americans living outside the city and so the pickings were slim to few\emdash very few.\par
\tab Leaving the city was a big thing for Theo, as it was for the rest of his family but the loss of the Daddy cut the family deeply more than emotionally (financially) and an opportunity to buy a family home located by the sea seemed just the thing.  The sea, though, was a little ways away and not right up against the \ldblquote sea\rdblquote  as thought.\par
\tab Theo had met many of the neighbors, including new neighbors the Warners and Wiltons.  But being \ldblquote new-new\rdblquote , Theo wasn\rquote t yet that chummy with any of the neighbors although there were many who were his age.  So far he hadn\rquote t experienced any discrimination but was warned of some certain older teens who were potential troublemakers and Class A Assholes.  They had been picked out to Theo and he was on guard to watch out for them.\par
\tab Being a boy, Theo liked to explore his new world.  In the City he had gone just about everywhere on the bus, subway, E-train, and hoofing it.  So exploring his new world was just the thing to ease the angst of displacement.  The desert was hot and the draw was to the ocean that was half a mile away.  There was a fleaspeck trailer park and some house along the desert highway; a railroad was nearby, the Army had a military base stuck out in the middle of nowhere, a shipping channel was nearby, too.\par
\tab Carefully did Theo pick his way along the desert making for the beach\emdash although he had been informed it was an unpopular beach \lquote cause of the short beach shore and steep cliff sides and near constant wind from the sea.  The waters of the ocean there were kinda cold, too, and it got deep right off with strong currents.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t make the unpopular beach or even the fleaspeck trailer park, the sound of gunning biker bikes put him into the ditch running alongside the highway.  Three big burly (and noisy) machines roared by in dramatic fashion.  \par
\page  \tab Theo lay in the hot sand for a long after they were gone\emdash bikers liked young black boys and Theo despite being black wasn\rquote t all that good a runner.  Finally, though, after what seemed thirty minutes or so he lifted his head up.  Coast was clear.  After brushing himself off he proceeded on his journey of exploring.\par
 \tab Finding a trail that ran along the cliff of the ocean Theo enjoyed the cool breezes and knew that living anywhere near by would be a bitch for sure.  The trail went to the Starlight Trailer Park as well as down to the beach itself.  Theo chose the beach.\par
\tab The water was cold and the beach small.  A small outlet river fed into the ocean and was easy to jump across\emdash so Theo did.  On the other side was a strange formation of rock creating what looked like a giant\rquote s hand resting on the beach complete with individual fingers curved inward forming a protective barrier from the onslaught of the ocean winds.\par
\tab Another trail led up precariously to the top. \par
\tab Reaching the top (finally!) Theo spotted something half way down a narrow crevice.  He wasn\rquote t sure what it was but it got his curiosity and he scampered to retrieve it.  It nearly was his undoing as the retrieval process was risky having Theo going headways downward with nothing to secure him.  At one point he slipped and realized that he could be in serious peril should he fall and be wedged in the narrow crevice\emdash no one would ever find him!  Luckily, his belt hooked a small crag and prevented him from his doom.\par
\tab His hand finally grasped the object he had risked his life for and he hoped it was worth it.  It wasn\rquote t easy to scramble up the way he came, \lquote specially holding onto the object he had come for.  The more he pushed himself back up the more he slipped down further into the crevice.  \par
\tab At length, though, Theo managed to push himself up where he could get better and better grip and finally\emdash finally breach the top and be safe.  His arms hurt and then the rest of his body.  What an ordeal!  And for what!?  He had it in his hands\emdash but he didn\rquote t know for sure exactly what it was.  \par
\tab To the common eye it looked like an ordinary remote control\emdash a kicked up remote control \lquote cause it had a large LCD screen.  There were some buttons and a thumb wheel somewhat resembling a game controller.  Theo had no clue; he shook it, rolled it over and investigated and determined that since he had risked life and limb\emdash he was going to keep it.\par
\tab What he couldn\rquote t finger out was, though, what was a game controller or whatever it actually was, was doing way out in such a place as where it had been?\par
\page\tab At home he raided the fridge, a growing exploring boy gots to have nourishment.  The rescued game controller sat on the breakfast table.  Theo helped himself to refreshments then plopped down to reexamine the gadget.  He still couldn\rquote t make sense of it and took it to his room for further scrutiny.\par
\tab Of course that scrutiny would have to wait as soon he was pressed into servitude\emdash his Mom and siblings had returned from the grocery store and he had to help.  Thoughts of the unknown object in his room fell to the way side as either playing with his sisters, annoying them, making trouble, or sharing trouble took up the remainder of the day.\par
\tab That night, after his shower, Theo retired to his room and to his closet.  By moving a piece of wallpaper and then a piece of wood he had insight to the shared bathroom just beyond.  Using a camera filter shielded his prying eye.  In the bathroom was a squabble, all three sisters were inside bickering over the sink\emdash which was typical.  Theo was glad that he was the only boy and got privacy dibs on the bathroom\emdash although sometimes the girls came in on him or intruded anyways.  But not often.\par
\tab The girls\rquote  mother came in\emdash abruptly.  She was pissed and chastised the girls\emdash it made Theo giggle and he had to cover his mouth lest he give himself away.  Rudy and Vanessa were ushered out of the bathroom leaving Denise to herself.  Theo was glad of that\emdash all of his sisters were good looking dames, but Denise he liked\emdash a lot!\par
\tab Denise was the oldest living at home, she was fifteen and already wrapped in a bathrobe.  Denise had a fine-fine body and more than anything young Theo wanted to fuck her.  Just out and out fuck.  He thought of her underneath him\emdash a lot!  He thought of her working on his cock using her hand or mouth or whatever.  Modesty and privacy was a big thing in the family so Theo seldom got the chance to see his sisters naked; usually it was in their underwear or swimwear.\par
\tab Denise dropped the bathrobe and then worked down her yellow panties.  Theo\rquote s cock nearly busted thru the wall\emdash especially when she bent over!  \ldblquote OH!\rdblquote  Theo exclaimed\emdash he couldn\rquote t help it and couldn\rquote t hold it in.  Luckily the shower was going and he wasn\rquote t heard.  The girl fiddled with her face, checked her poon then eased into the shower and Theo took great strides and readjusting his view and risking being caught by peeling away more wallpaper and wood.\par
\tab With the viewing peephole opened a little more he could just see into the shower\emdash it was a moulded one-piece thing with sliding glass doors.  The doors did nothing to hide who was taking a shower.  Theo hammered his cock and pined for the day he could take advantage of his sister again.\par
\tab Again?\par
\page\tab One time not so long ago while the family still lived in the City, Denise and a friend were at their downtown apartment and while everyone was supposedly somewheres else, Denise and her friend got into the booze and got ripped.  Theo was home actually, hiding\emdash he was hiding from his Mom who was going to rip him for a bad report card.\par
\tab After the girls each passed out, Theo took advantage\emdash taking their tops off and bras, then down came their pants and underwear.  He didn\rquote t get the chance do anything too naughty\emdash he explored the girls\rquote  poons, fingered and got an up close and personal examination of them and DID lay his cock against their sex.\par
\tab Ever since then, he couldn\rquote t look at his sibling in the same way.\par
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\tab After the shower, Denise stepped out and went thru the process of drying, fussing with her hair, and once more fingering her pussy.  Theo was out of his mind!  He was in agony\emdash sheer unadulterated agony.  He yearned to help dry her off and shave her pussy\emdash he had spied on her when she did that and it gave cause for his cock to harden so hard he could hunt with it.\par
\tab Rudy got her turn nextly.  She was ten and though she was ten, Theo wasn\rquote t supposed to think of her in a sexual way.  But he did.  For being ten she was evoking strange feeling in her brother\emdash but then, so did ALL his sisters.\par
\tab Vanessa came nextly and once the door was closed\emdash she was naked.  She stood at the sink rubbing her butt, then her breasts, then both at the same time before working her fingers to the front of her and apparently masturbating.  She spread her stance and with eyes closed she \ldblquote got into it.\rdblquote   Theo was in awe\emdash but it wasn\rquote t the first time he had spied on his sis doing what she was doing.  But each time, though, made him desire to FUCK her all the more.\par
\tab Suddenly the masturbating girl turned around and bend herself over.  Theo froze as she looked right at the hole in the wall!  She DID cock her head but her fingers were busy thrilling her so she was distracted and the curiosity about the hole waned.  \par
\tab Spreading her stance, twelve year old Vanessa seriously got into the business of her business and began to wiggle her young pre-teen bod as she brought wondrous feelings of arousal to her sex.  Theo could just barely see her ass wiggling in the mirror.  His cock was cumming off but yet it remained steadfastly hard and aching.  It yearned big time to be IN that girl\rquote s ass (pussy)\emdash very muchly did he want to see his sperm dripping out of her pussy as well as coating all over her face.\par
\page\tab Vanessa finally made it into the shower where she spent half an hour\emdash washing her young bod only took minutes, but she \ldblquote went after\rdblquote  her self again and it took a little longer to be satisfied.  When she emerged she farted and stood before the mirror fondling her young emerging breasts.  She also stood cocking her head pretending that she was being kissed.\par
\tab Theo didn\rquote t want to kiss her\emdash he wanted to FUCK!\par
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Playthings\par
\tab\ldblquote Looks like we\rquote re not safe anywhere!\rdblquote  exclaimed the Mother of the displaced broodkin.\par
\tab\ldblquote Why?  What\rquote s up, Mom?\rdblquote  asked Denise.\par
\tab\ldblquote Those damn electronic devices are here in the desert, too.\rdblquote\par
\tab Those damn electronic devices.  Those damn electronic mind altering devices.  Theo froze almost with fear\emdash he knew what he had tucked away in his closet.  It wasn\rquote t a remote control thing, it wasn\rquote t a game controller.  It was an damn electronic mind altering device.  An EMAD!\par
\tab But it wasn\rquote t working.  Theo had no idea why let alone how to operate one.  Thank goodness for news casts, info science channels, school, the library, and computers.  Anything you ever wanted to know could be found in those elements\emdash especially the computer.\par
\tab But it still took a few days.  \par
\tab Finding the compartment where a battery was needed was the first trick.  And the battery required wasn\rquote t the run of the mill everyday battery found at your local electronic store\emdash it was a special battery but it could be ordered.  The battery required was usually one of those for high end multi-functional cameras.  Theo just used the numbers from the one in the EMAD and viola! he had a working EMAD.\par
\tab In one way he didn\rquote t know what the hell he was going to do with it\emdash but then again\'85  Once the Device was powered, turning it on was the next trick.  That was done by accident\emdash he had no idea how it was turned on (or off.)  There were sensor pad buttons, a thumb wheel, and the like all without any indication as to what they pertained to.  \par
\tab Once more he had to spend countless hours at the library and computer to ascertain even a basic comprehension on the operation of the EMAD.  He spent more time studying the bane of society than that of his schooling!  But just five weeks after finding the Device Theo had a working EMAD and he knew how to use it (sort of.)\par
\page\tab Putting the Device into operation, though\emdash that was the kicker.  He knew a few girls outside the family; he wasn\rquote t a social outcast and being black wasn\rquote t the problem at the school.  He was knew and had yet to make a name for himself or be accepted based on his newness.  \par
\tab He had \ldblquote guy\rdblquote  friends and was trying to prove himself in sports but he wasn\rquote t so good there\emdash only at handball did he excel but that sport was hell on the hand and dangerous to the eyes and balls.\par
\tab Sitting in the kitchen his mind was in a whir; he couldn\rquote t take the Device out of the house\emdash and even IN the house was problematic.  His Mom had invested in the latest technology to detect a working EMAD; the school had EMAD detectors and preventors; so did his sisters and even himself as some EMAD users liked boys just as well as girls.\par
\tab It was 3:10 in the afternoon type time.  Rudy would be coming in the backdoor any minute.  Rudy.  She was ten\emdash almost eleven.  She didn\rquote t really have much of a body to speak of, still flat chested and not much of a form.  But, Theo wanted to\emdash to\emdash to be up close and personal with her just the same.  Whether or not he would breach the trust of sibling relationship or not remained to be seen.  He didn\rquote t think himself a cad but\'85\par
\tab 3:12 and Rudy Kay Huxworth practically flew thru the backdoor.  Rudy had her own route from school, thru the alleyways was the shortest trek for her and thusly brought her to the back gate of the small back yard and that led to the backdoor of the Huxworth desert house.\par
\tab There was an exchange of \ldblquote HI\rquote s\rdblquote , Rudy slung her bookbag into a kitchen chair and made for the refrigerator.  Theo on the sly manipulated the EMAD from under the breakfast table.  He saw Rudy\rquote s EMAD detector blinking on her bookbag\emdash she was supposed to have it on her person.  Somewhere on her clothing was supposed to be a detector; along with being embedded in a piece of jewelry.\par
\tab The girl stood absolutely still\emdash hand on the refrigerator door handle and she was absolutely still.  Theo\rquote s heart pulsed hard.  \ldblquote Holy shit,\rdblquote  he exclaimed, \ldblquote it works!\rdblquote\par
\tab Blinking his eyes and sitting numb Theo looked at the LCD screen of the EMAD.  From what he had learned in his studies, the EMAD sent out electronic waves seeking out the electronic waves of a human being\rquote s mind.  Then, the waves were assessed as to their manipubility and if so the Subject\rquote s brain waves were \ldblquote captured\rdblquote  and manipulated.  Indicators on the EMAD showed the power of the Device and its ability to capture and maintain capture of the Subjects brain waves.\par
\tab Slowly did Theo go up to his sibling and tap her on the shoulder.\par
\tab Nothing.\par
\page\tab Slowly did Theo gently shove her.\par
\tab Nothing.\par
\tab Slowly did Theo pat her on her butt.\par
\tab Not a thing happened\emdash no blinking of the eyes, no yelling, no freaking out whatsoever.  Theo\rquote s heart raced and he sweated despite the coolness brought on by the a/c.  Time for phase two.\par
\tab Phase Two was a little more investigatory measures to ensure for sure than the Subject was indeed unawares of what was happening.  Theo had also learned that some EMADs also nipped the Subject\rquote s mind so that AFTER the mind had been manipulated to some degree and thereafter released\emdash the Subject would not remember what had happened.  Theo wasn\rquote t sure if his EMAD was that high tech and had such abilities but he proceeded with Phase Two.\par
\tab From patting Subject Rudy\rquote s butt to squeezing.\par
\tab From squeezing to slipping a finger from her butt down between her crotch\emdash fingering in essence her pussy.  Rudy didn\rquote t even blink, flinch, or make any reason for Theo to be alarmed.  \ldblquote Holy freaking shit!\rdblquote  Theo exclaimed allowed.  He smiled and began to calm down\emdash\lquote this just might work!\rquote\par
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\tab At 3:20 sister Vanessa would be flying in followed by sister Denise between 3:20 and 3:30.  Theo didn\rquote t have much time.  Quickly he undone Rudy\rquote s pants and pushed them down followed by her basic white underwear.  His hands went feverishly all over her personal person, squeezing the creamy dark skin with sincere sincerity of fingering her pussy.\par
\tab He wanted the girl naked\emdash naked and on his bed, legs open, willing to take him on.  His cock surged and though there wasn\rquote t time he stood and hauled out his cock.  Rudy had been turned from the fridge to face him and into her mouth he pushed his mamba.\par
\tab A great sigh of relief there was.  The deed was hellish and would get him out and out killed if it were found out.  Time was no longer a factor as he no longer cared and rocked his hips driving his throbbing schlong in and out of his sister\rquote s mouth.\par
\tab He thought of a few girls at his school and a lot of girls at Denise\rquote s high school\emdash almost all of them.  But somehow, getting a hummer from his sisters would rank higher than those girls.  He smiled and rocked his way to orgasm.\par
\tab 3:21 and the front door flew open bringing in with the hot desert wind timely sister Vanessa who was venting to herself about some pushy girl at school.  Theo hid behind the door leading to the separate dinning room.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Hiya Rudy, what\rquote s doing?\rdblquote  the cherry always happy girl chirped as she bounded into the kitchen.  Rudy was dressed but remained motionless, lifeless\emdash like a zombie.\par
\tab\ldblquote Rudy?\rdblquote  Vanessa probed coming to the fridge and staring at her lifeless sibling.\par
\tab Theo had a slight miscue on the EMAD and froze with some fear when the indicators indicated that no contact with the Subject of Intent was made.  That was bad\emdash how was he, then, to explain the frozen Rudy?\par
\tab Finally, though, the Subject of Intent was made and acquired.\par
\tab Theo sighed, farted, and made his way slowly to Vanessa.\par
\tab He waved his hand before her face, stuck out his tongue, then breathed right straight into her face.  Nothing.  No response.  Still, though, there was trepidation as Theo was embarking on a narrow road of risk.  Getting caught having shenanigans with his sister was a certain death sentence.\par
\tab Placing his hand to Vanessa\rquote s budding breasts he squeezed them and felt his cock grow in agony.  Rudy\emdash he had had his cock in Rudy\rquote s mouth!  Oh!  His balls ached.  He stared into Vanessa\rquote s face noting no emotions whatsoever as he fondled her young breasts.\par
\tab No emotions whatsoever as he fingered her crotch.\tab\par
\tab Denise was due in shortly\emdash if not for that intrusion, Vanessa would most assuredly be just about naked in the kitchen.  Theo hugged his sister, squeezing her body to his caressing her ass thinking of mostly other girls and how he would like to squeeze them.  Quickly he hauled out his aching prick and took the girl\rquote s hand having her stroke him.\par
\tab Rudy for sure was a virgin, Vanessa, too.  But what about Denise?  He figured she probably was, but she might not be!  Saundra was married and definitely no longer a virgin\emdash but that was ok with Theo.  His thoughts lingered on the eldest Huxworth almost causing him to miss the front door.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hello?  Anyone home?\rdblquote  Denise Evie was home.\par
\tab Theo ran back to his hiding place, his foot clipping the chair at the table causing him to spin and topple to the floor\emdash he was clumsy which was why he was not a favorite on any sports teams.  \par
 \tab Denise came in noting the noise and her sprawled brother the cause.\par
\tab\ldblquote What in the world?\rdblquote  she asked in a light hearted manner.\par
\tab Theo shrugged and staggered to his feet smarting from the fall to the hard tiled floor.  Denise never noted the stunned siblings; she shook her head sadly at her clumsy brother and made for the refrigerator.\par
\tab Theo smiled when the indicator on his EMAD revealed she was targeted.\par
\page\tab She smelled wondrous!  Like oranges\emdash she always smelled of some sort of outdoorsy type environment.  After giving her a squeeze he fumbled with her buttons to open the top of her dress.  The dress slipped off her light chocolate skin and down to the floor revealing her sumptuous chocolate body.  \par
\tab Theo was beside himself as it was more than he could take.  Finally he said \ldblquote Fuck it\rdblquote  and unhitched her bra freeing her amazing teenage breasts.  For a minute or so he lingered lusting at those twin beauties, then he was sliding the undies down going to his knees as he did so.\par
\tab More than a minute did he linger just looking at his sister\rquote s cunt.  Up close and personal, his first up close and personal viewing of a girl\rquote s pussy.  It smelled of oranges!  Theo was enthralled beyond comprehension and pressed his face to his sister\rquote s body, his hands about her body caressing her backside and then more earnestly her ass.\par
\tab The more Theo caressed her the more his incestuous desires swelled.  There was no stopping the progress and right there\emdash right there on the kitchen floor he nailed her.  He had to; his cock thrived and demanded it.  One more look at her and down he went on her creamy cunt driving his nose into the crevice.  He had no idea how to determine if a girl was a virgin or not.  He was thirteen not some high school kid.\par
\tab There was the taste he guessed to be pee.  It wasn\rquote t too awful; the taste of salt was there and the slick slipperiness of the \ldblquote lips\rdblquote  entranced the young incestuous man; his tongue drilled into the recess of his sister\rquote s cunt and soon his cock was doing same.\par
\tab With his arms locked above her, Theo made quick thrusts into Denise\rquote s fifteen year old pussy.  It was a dream cum true and he felt himself arriving at his destiny straightaway!  Somehow he managed to hold back the anticipatory flood of ecstasy for at least two minutes; thereafter, forget it.\par
\tab Beating off was one thing, humping his bed, his pillow, and the ass of his best friend in the city (no penetration) was one thing.  Shoving his fuck stick into pussy beat all that\emdash beat all that to hell.  There was nothing better than fucking pussy and cumming.  A new decree came to young Theo\emdash the matter of pussy.  Pussy was all there was\emdash he didn\rquote t know how it was with other guys, but for him\emdash he saw pussy when he went to sleep.  He lived with three-four sisters, there were panties everywhere and sometimes panties came back in the laundry (he didn\rquote t give them back, either.)\par
\tab Pussy was in his sleep.  He couldn\rquote t escape it\emdash when you find something you care about, that\rquote s all there is.  He had heard that somewhere and found it to be true.  Pussy was what he cared about\emdash pussy was all there was\emdash pussy was life!\par
\page\tab After his time with Denise he rested; he withdrew his cock and the sensation of doing so was utterly fantastic!  Pulling out caused even more incredible orgasmic sensations never before experienced and so Theo squirted more juices onto his sister\rquote s poon.  He shuddered all over and was uncontrollable for a small period of time.\par
\tab Thereafter he lay on Denise caressing and finding himself strangely drawn to his sister\rquote s titties.  Then he was drawn back to Vanessa and stripped her down to her skin.  He couldn\rquote t wait for a more opportune time or a better place\emdash he knew he was relatively safe \lquote cause their parental unit wasn\rquote t due home from work until a little after Five PM.\par
\tab Vanessa was not bad when she was nude; he had seen her in the bathroom naked and that was fine\emdash but up close and personal was just the bomb!  She didn\rquote t smell of oranges but had a pleasantness about her just the same.  Sighing, Theo gently put his sibling down on her clothes and opened her legs\'85\par
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Just being neighborly\par
\tab The view was fantastic!  Utterly fantastic!  And with each smack from the belt to the lily white ass of Bonnie, Peeping John jumped, too.  It seemed to be almost a nightly thing\emdash discipline of the Wilton girls coupled with father-daughter sex.  The Daddy Ty was nude, he was kinda tall and pranced about with a raging boner.  Charlotte was out of scene, but sister Bonnie was on the bed, ass at the window just perfect for Peeping Tom to utilize his brother\rquote s binoculars to see.\par
\tab Bonnie\rquote s ass was wondrous to behold and John greatly wished he could behold it!  Greatly did his sister Erin please him, greatly; but his cock like all other cocks desired to wander to visit other sources of sexual fulfillment.  Very much did he want to \ldblquote visit\rdblquote  Bonnie Wilton\rquote s ass, as well as her sister Charlotte.\par
\tab Ty smacked his daughter\rquote s ass with the belt\emdash the girl flinched, arched her back and moved about until her Daddy pinned her hands behind her back holding them firmly\emdash then he landed the belt to her ass again.  And again\emdash and then again before dropping the belt and getting up behind her.  John didn\rquote t like that so much as he couldn\rquote t see penetration.\par
\tab After the fucking, Ty pulled the girl off the bed and the Peep Show was over.  John pounded his cock, and remained at his station until the heat got to him and he had to move or suffocate.  When at the stairs leading down to the 2\super nd\nosupersub  floor he took notice of the \ldblquote other\rdblquote  vent.  Boxes and extra furniture had been in the way before and so he hadn\rquote t noticed it.  The vent was at the opposite end of the house/roof and worthy of a peek.\par
\page\tab Sister Erin would be elated to learn of the neighbors on the left.  They were a black family and John had met them.  They were the second black family John had ever met\emdash not a lot of black folk in the mountains.  John settled himself and trained the binoculars to the upstairs bedroom of the Huxworth family.  There he was pleased to see young teenage Theo Huxworth eating out the cunt of his sister Denise.\par
\tab John knew that he was just going to have to meet this Theo.\par
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life anewed\par
\tab The crackling fire felt good; warm breezes mixed with occasional cool breezes drifted in thru the open window.  Coyotes howled in the distance; an owl announced himself, and Dom-not-the-entity farted.  It was a long pesky determined gust of odiferous gas blasting from his ass\emdash he let out his breath when the smelly deed was done then lay on his back waiting for the fouled air to return to one that was more breathable.\par
\tab That took a little while (it was a good fart.)  Meanwhile, he looked over Kristine\rquote s shoulder as the teenager lay slumbering unaware of the soiled air.  David lay on the other side of her also unaware.  Across from Ted lay bus driver Jeanetta, she was still rattled from her harrowing ordeal but Dom-not-the-entity had soothing powers\emdash that would be the trek to the three pools as well as a little mind warping to calm her.  \par
\tab Dom-not-the-entity though no longer an \ldblquote entity\rdblquote  and was apparently back to human form still had amazingly the powers of the EMAD that had caused his venture to begin with.  He no longer could remember \ldblquote who\rdblquote  he was or his former life.  In the shadows of the Socorro Mountains in the remnants of a tribe no longer around, Dom would just have to start over.\par
\tab One of the kids from the bus sat bolt upright.  Dom sat up and watched her.  No one else of the bus accident moved; three girls, three boys.  Gifted students out on an outing to the desert.  They had taken a wrong turn and wound up in the mountains, finding another road that led down seemed just the thing but there was a bridge out and the van was unable to stop in time and went crashing into a dry wash.\par
\tab The bus driver was killed outright along with the security guard.  The teacher, Jeanetta was with a slight head concussion and her six students hadn\rquote t fared so well, either.  All had suffered some sort of injury but nothing serious.  The van\rquote s radio was wrecked; they were lost-lost-lost.\par
\page\tab The group spent the night and were greatly frightened by various animals and a distant explosion then a hellacious wind storm.  A full day and then another night before the kids and their teacher realized that there was no rescue.  They had to rescue themselves.  In doing so, they had to crawl out of the dry wash\emdash somehow they missed the road on the other side of the washed out bridge and they climbed into a small canyon with steep sides another full day before finding a trail that led them out.\par
\tab Unfortunately they came up thru some briars, brambles, stickers, and some sort of seepage from the rocks that only added to their ails.  When they came upon Dom\rquote s abode they were as wrecked as was their bus-van some 800 feet below them.  Cut, bruised, and slightly mangled the group was also breaking out in some sort of a rash.\par
\tab They were in dire peril and Dom-not-the-entity took charge.\par
\tab It was easy to do as the group was willing (very) to obey to do anything to alleviate themselves of the itching (and other ailments.)  Getting them to undress, though, was a little startling; teacher Jeanette was too dazed to give help to her students.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Take off your clothes,\rdblquote  Dom said calmly, \ldblquote get in the pool and you will be better.\rdblquote\par
\tab The kids stood around the pristine pool totally confounded.\par
\tab Dom persisted and insisted.  He looked to each student, his \ldblquote calming\rdblquote  abilities soothing them but their ails superseded all else.  Their ails even forced them to relent their modesty and shirk their clothing in mixed company.  Dom was pleased and he himself (naked) removed teacher Jeanette\rquote s clothing and brought her into the refreshing pool himself.\par
\tab The students, Tannis, Khrystyne, Amelinna, Ja, Marl the \ldblquote Moose\rdblquote  and Arthur sat in a semi circle watching in total awe.  There was nothing else to do.  But it was noted that they had stopped itching.\par
\tab After a time, Dom had Tannis Vallery come out of the water and stand on the edge of the strange soft volcanic rock.  Dom stood before going over her young teen age body.  She was thirteen, as were the rest of her classmates except for Amelinna and Arthur who were twelve years.  She was a pretty girl and Dom had an instant hard-on.  \par
\tab There were splotches on the girl\rquote s body, all over her.  Dom turned her about and ran his hands all over her and when she showed signs of distress and visible uneasiness, Dom invaded her mind to calm her.  It was a new ability\emdash to him anyways.  The girl calmed, somewhat.  She was still distressed but was willing\emdash willing to continue being pawed over.\par
\page\tab Dom had the other kids come out one by one and he \ldblquote examined\rdblquote  them, too.  Then he helped Jeanetta out and examined her as well.  Then it was nice trek down to the next pool.\par
 \tab The mud pool concealed their bodies and so the kids were more at ease\emdash but still it was the whole ordeal still pressing upon them.  No one was in the talking mood and that was ok with Dom.  Up at the abode he was calling home, Ted was once more \ldblquote putting it to\rdblquote  his friend, Kristine.  Kristine was still \ldblquote unconscious.\rdblquote\par
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\tab After the mud bath there was the stinky sulfur bath where a young Arthur Noels spilled his information about sulfur and the healing properties of soaking in hot springs.  The details were amazing\emdash especially coming from such a young man such as Arthur.\par
\tab All the students of Ms. Arnette\rquote s class were \ldblquote gifted\rdblquote  and had a plethora of information locked up in their noggins.  By being in Ms. Arnette\rquote s class that locked up knowledge was freed and the student(s) were allowed to express themselves and explore other aspects of being gifted.\par
\tab Dom had an education for them\emdash something more for them to explore.  Although he could not rightly recall his former life, there were strange but familiar feelings thriving within him\emdash within his soul.  \par
\tab Their clothing was collected but not put on.  The kids no longer itched and were no longer splotchy.  The kids no longer hobbled or had gouges or any signs of what they had incurred from their hike up from the bus.  At Dom\rquote s abode they were privy to watching Ted Teddington hump the bejesus out of the unconscious Kristine.  Ted didn\rquote t stop when he noticed he was being noticed.  Dom and the others piled in with teacher Jeanetta coming around to be herself.  But regardless of her \ldblquote being herself\rdblquote  she was unable to protest or exhibit any outward sign saying so.\par
\tab When Ted was done he stood and looked over the new arrivals; cum dripping from his cock.  A little housekeeping was in need, bedding (pallets) to set about, food and drink to be passed around and get everyone settled in. A new life was upon them\emdash a new life anewed.\par
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