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{\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1515;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\qc\f0\fs36 August Moone\par
Book 8\par
Chapter Twenty Four\par
The Fuck Of Us All III\par
A continuation\par
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Continuing from previous chapter\par
\tab A festival of humping\par
\tab Olivia Nedmacky was more than surprised to find the morning milk already on the table, along with the morning\rquote s collection of eggs.  Outside there was noise and there was the visitor, Rusty.  And there was the visitor, Rusty, chopping wood.\par
\tab It was 6:30AM.\par
\tab When Rusty brought in an arm load of wood the surprised Olivia stood with hands on her hips in disbelief.  Other members of the family were only beginning to stir.  Despite being mountain folk, some members of the Nedmacky family weren\rquote t \ldblquote morning people.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote\rquote morning!\rdblquote  said a happy Rusty.\par
\tab\ldblquote What is all this?\rdblquote  Olivia said in some disbelief.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sorry, Ms. Olivia,\rdblquote  drawled Rusty who said he hailed from Ohio, \ldblquote I\rquote m usually better than this.\rdblquote  He seemed to complain, \ldblquote I didn\rquote t mean to sleep in so.\rdblquote\par
\tab Olivia glanced at the clock on the wall that was in need of paint, 6:37.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m usually up a might earlier than this; \ldblquote day\rquote s a wastin\rquote  away whilst you laying in bed\rdblquote  my Pa always tolt me.\rdblquote\par
\tab Olivia couldn\rquote t believe it decided Rusty was a fine visitor after all.\par
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\tab Rusty not only impressed Olivia, he did a fair job with John Sr. helping out in the adjacent family owned business, the lumber mill.  He did good work; had time to walk to the general store on an errand, go fishing, skinny dipping, and learning the idiosyncrasies of the Nedmackys.\par
\tab Explicit details of what he \ldblquote learned\rdblquote  were not disclosed or detailed in Elizabeth\rquote s journal.  What was detailed is what followed:\par
\tab After a week\rquote s stay Rusty had become a part of the family, and after two week\rquote s time he bounded off to continue his pursuit of mountain music having learned of some backwoods mountain folk residing deep in the mountains.  John Sr. warned him before he left about \ldblquote moonshiners\rdblquote ; \par
\page\tab\ldblquote If you come upon them or their still, best make a wide berth of them.\rdblquote\par
\tab Now, why couldn\rquote t he have said that years earlier?\par
\tab Anyways,\par
\tab All was well in the house Nedmacky, all were tucked in their beds sound asleep with hour just before Midnight when suddenly,\par
\tab\ldblquote BLAM!\rdblquote\par
\tab slight pause and then,\par
\tab\ldblquote BLAM!\rdblquote   \ldblquote BLAM!\rdblquote   \ldblquote BLAM!\rdblquote\par
\tab One BLAM! shot was one thing, three BLAM! shots in succession was a call for help (in mountain people life).  John Sr. and Jr. were in the hallway already partially dressed.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sounded like it came from Dauber\rquote s Creek.\rdblquote  John-boy said.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sounds right.\rdblquote  Daddy John said.  The menfolk all rushed into their clothing with the womenfolk being supportive if not frightened.  It wasn\rquote t often that shotgun blasts broke the night silence.  \par
\tab Before leaving the house, John Sr. kissed his wife and grabbed his gun from the closet.  This only frightened Olivia all the more but it was a safety measure purely.\par
\tab With lanterns, the family dog, the family pickup, the menfolk went out towards Dauber\rquote s Creek calling out for whoever had fired off the distress shots.\par
\tab It was John-boy and \ldblquote Reckless the Wonder Dog\rdblquote  who found the one in distress; actually, they stumbled upon a small campsite clearing where the biggest bear on the mountain known as \ldblquote Brutus\rdblquote  lay in a heap.  Upon closer inspection, John-boy saw the shotgun and a bloody hand holding it\emdash the owner lay underneath the massive 400 pound bruin barely alive.\par
\tab There was so much blood identifying the person under the bear was difficult\emdash until the other boys arrived with their lanterns and helped pull the man out.  Using stout sticks to lift the great mountain dweller up and off the man who was actually pinned between the bear and a log was pulled free.  There was a lot of blood and John Sr. thought for sure he and his boys would be digging a grave.\par
\tab But he saw movement.\par
\tab Wiping away some of the blood from the man\rquote s face he stared and stared and stared.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey, Daddy, isn\rquote t this Rusty\rquote s?\rdblquote\par
\tab Jim-bob had found the remains of a backpack that looked a lot like their recent visitor.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Oh my God.\rdblquote  John breathed.\par
\tab Rusty Calworth was at Death\rquote s door.\par
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\tab Mountain doctor, Doc Vince, thought the same as John, a grave was in Rusty\rquote s future.  Broken ribs, an arm, fractures, dislocation, and generally thrown about whilst tangling with a pissed off 400 lbs. mountain creature wasn\rquote t good for one\rquote s health.\par
\tab There, too, was the significant amount of blood loss, ripped skin, deep puncture wounds.  Whether or not there were internal injuries was not known, there were bruisings and the young man would probably be better off in a hospital\emdash but the nearest hospital was down the mountain 25 miles and then another fifteen to town.  He might not make it.\par
\tab It was very upsetting for the Nedmacky family, Rusty had become a part of their family and to see him in such a condition was more than difficult.  The girls took it the hardest of course, the boys, and John, kept their emotions to themselves.\par
\tab\ldblquote If I had a choice,\rdblquote  drawled John Sr. softly, \ldblquote I\rquote d rather die at home than someplace else.\rdblquote  He wasn\rquote t slamming a hospital but\'85\par
\tab So moving Rusty wasn\rquote t an option.  The prospect of Rusty\rquote s recovery was dim and it made little since to travel a great distance on rough roads to wait out the end away from family.  In the Nedmacky house there was always room.  \par
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\tab Four some days the young man from Ohio lay still.  He moaned, groaned, bled a little, and did those natural bodily functions that only a Momma could tolerate and seemed to be more adaptable to.  When Rusty awoke, though, it was young Elizabeth who was sitting by the bed.  She was reading and only caught his brief awakening.\par
\tab It was a beginning.\par
\tab There was a fiery storm in his body from several infections; then the chills, the convulsions.  Somehow, he weathered them all and eased into the next realm of existence.  Slowly.\par
\tab It was some two days before he awoke again\emdash this time lasting a little longer than \ldblquote briefly.\rdblquote   He managed a small-weak smile; this time it was Erin who was with him.  \par
\tab More days passed, his strength (in living) increased and his brief awakenings became more and more.  Occasionally, Olivia was there when he awoke and helped him walk, exercise, and \ldblquote go to the bathroom.\rdblquote   When he needed only to pee she stood him up against the toilet and against her, then she \ldblquote held his dick\rdblquote  and let him pee.\par
\page\tab Pooping and he was on his own there.\par
\tab She did bathe him, though, and when his strength continued to increase he managed to bathe himself but with supervision.  The girls saw him naked a time or two; Erin and Mary Ellen helped him change from one set of bed wear to another; Elizabeth read her mystery stories to him; the boys shared their hunting experiences.\par
\tab The beginning:\par
\tab Opening his eyes midmorning Rusty felt better than he had in weeks.  His mind was still a little fuzzy but he was doing much-much better.  The nightmares of the bear attack still reigned within him; he could still smell the beast\rquote s breath but the rest of the attack he wasn\rquote t clear on.\par
\tab Beside the bed in a chair was Elizabeth deeply engrossed in her latest mystery magazine.  A lovely girl was Elizabeth, roaring red hair\emdash and lots of it; freckles adorned her face; she was a curious girl without being particularly classified as \ldblquote tomboy.\rdblquote   \par
\tab Slowly and did he begin to move\emdash during his bedtime he had become aware of where a special item of his possession was.  On his adventure from Ohio to Virginia he had encountered a mysterious object he didn\rquote t explain how he had come into possession of it.  He just had it and by the time he crossed into Kentucky he had gotten the gist of its operation.  The reason why or how wasn\rquote t important.\par
\tab The \ldblquote object\rdblquote  was in the nightstand beside the bed.  \par
\tab So he coughed.\par
\tab That distracted Elizabeth.  She smiled at him and he sat up a little more in bed.  \ldblquote Could I have some water?\rdblquote  he asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh sure!\rdblquote  Elizabeth said brightening up.  She put down her magazine and dashed out the door.  Rusty fumbled thru the nightstand where he had seen his prized possession.  He had no idea where it came from but was sure that it was \ldblquote not of this earth.\rdblquote   Not of this time (period.)  It was an object much like a rock, but it wasn\rquote t a rock.  It was some sort of electronic gadget, one that seriously had Rusty Calworth baffled for some time.\par
\tab Eventually he figured it out.  By accident.  The exactness of the incidences that eluded to the mysterious workings of the object were not detailed.\par
\tab When Elizabeth returned with the glass of water, Rusty smiled to her and then ran his thumb over the bumps on the \ldblquote rock\rdblquote  sending out its mysterious pinging sound.  There was a warble followed by a low drone sound.  By Elizabeth\rquote s stance, blank stare, Rusty\rquote s \ldblquote rock\rdblquote  EMAD had made connection and she was his to manipulate.\par
\tab wondering where this was leading up to, huh?\par
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\tab With some effort, after taking the water glass, Rusty maneuvered himself so as he could lift up the girl\rquote s dress.  He moaned as he took in the girl\rquote s panties; a little ill-fitting and possibly hand-me-downs.  That was sad, hand-me-down underwear?  Maybe not, maybe sizes were an issue and the general store or wherever the family got their undies didn\rquote t have \ldblquote all\rdblquote  sizes.\par
\tab It didn\rquote t matter to Rusty, slowly he worked the off-white panties down revealing a lovely-simply fucking lovely hairless pre-teen pussy.  Expert eyes determined the status of that hairless poon; Rusty smiled and his cock groaned.  Elizabeth Anne was not a virgin!\par
\tab Well, duh, she had four brothers!\par
\tab With dutiful fingers Rusty fingered the girl\rquote s cunt.  The boys were all off doing something somewhere else.  Lizzie\rquote s Daddy was down the mountain delivering a load of lumber in the family truck.  Where Mary Ellen was wasn\rquote t known\emdash but it was guessed she was with her girlfriend and \ldblquote Magic\rdblquote .  Erin was sewing a blanket with her Momma downstairs.\par
\tab The stairs that led up to the second floor of the Nedmacky home squeaked and gave alarm for anyone on the second floor that someone was coming.  Rusty\rquote s ear tentatively listened for the telltale sounds of intruders and with no such intrusion detected\emdash\par
\tab Down came Lizzie\rquote s panties to her knees and down across his lap he laid the girl.  The intensity of his lust increased as his hands slowly smoothed over the soft skin of the twelve year old.  He could only imagine the girl\rquote s brothers taking their turns pounding her from behind.  Did they, too, get into her asshole?  Rusty fingered the hole finding it a little giving after a little invasion.\par
\tab Tempting fate, Rusty worked Lizzie\rquote s panties off then turned her body so as she was laying on him.  Then, he worked the sheet that was between them down to where his throbbing rock hard cock was exposed thru second hand pajamas. Manipulating Lizzie further, spreading her legs over his waist he eased her up and eased into her sex his cock.\par
\tab Slowly they made love with Rusty doing all the work.  With his hands locked tightly on her hips he rocked the girl back and forth\emdash back and forth\emdash back and forth.  His cock went slowly into her but increased the fires within.  He shuddered and at that point it mattered not if anyone should traipse up the stairs.\par
\tab Thankfully no one did and the release of his liquid love there soon came.  Lizzie\rquote s nipples were hard!  Rusty loved on the girl; he hugged her, kissed on her, and continued humping for several more minutes.\par
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\tab How the rock-EMAD worked was unknown to Rusty Calworth; he didn\rquote t know much of anything about the mysterious \ldblquote rock\rdblquote  only that it somehow as if by magic subdued minds of others in such a way as he himself could have \ldblquote his way\rdblquote  with them.\par
\tab Erin Nedmacky was next in line to be subdued.\par
\tab Erin was a tall slender gal, nice bouncy breasts; a subtle girl who was very serious and not all that playful (although she did have a silly side now and then.)  She was the most polite and well mannered.  It was Erin who gave John-boy, though, the first Nedmacky girl blowjob to John-boy.\par
\tab Rusty noted that the girls were equally attractive in a variety of clothing styles; pants, overalls, dresses, skirt outfits, nightgowns.  On one occasion, Erin Elane was with Rusty when he awoke.  He was a little groggy and took a few minutes to regain himself.  The fifteen year old was a very nice girl, the most helpful and studious.  After awakening and asking for a fresh glass of water, Rusty prepped himself\emdash hard cock very visible thru the thin sheet covering him and his trusty mind subduer concealed in hand beside him.\par
\tab It was thought that he probably could have his way with the naughty Nedmacky girls without subduction but at the time he didn\rquote t know their naughty side.\par
\tab When Erin returned\emdash\par
\tab Momma Olivia Nedmacky had gone with Elizabeth to the general store one mile down the lane; Daddy John Nedmacky was off with the boys getting more lumber from the woods and planting seedlings.  \par
\tab The ear piercing whine from the rock-EMAD filled the still air in the upstairs guest bedroom.  Erin stood still holding the glass of water.  Rusty was capable of getting around, off the bed and walking on his own\emdash he was still weak and so he had to take his time.\par
\tab Erin\rquote s eyes remained as they were\emdash blue and of normal size as he slid himself off of the bed\emdash naked.  Stroking his throbbing cock he stood blatantly before the girl sizing her up.  The rock-EMAD was an amazing find; he marveled at how the girl stood totally mindless and oblivious to his presence.  Taking the glass of water he drank it and then set it aside.  Standing behind the girl he caressed her front area, specifically her breasts.  His manhood right up against her ass he began to meld into her lusting heavily.  Erin Elane did nothing but stand and take it.\par
\page\tab There was a wish that the mind would allow the body to enjoy the nasty lustfulness; to be a little more \ldblquote lively.\rdblquote   Rusty didn\rquote t mind the lack of life but did desire the girls to be more involved.  But, be that as it was, he went to his knees and slid Erin\rquote s panties down.\par
\tab With his face to her bear ass he slobbered all over the flesh, parting the cheeks to eyeball her cornhole.  Taking a risk he slipped the girl\rquote s dress off and then unhooked her bra making her buck naked.   A nice bod\emdash a nice bod indeed greeted him.  His cock was ready to fire off and then some.\par
\tab Turning her around he gazed lovingly (with lustful intent) upon her cunt.  His cock swelled as he caught the wondrous scent of her musty snatch and noting the protruding lips indicating avid penetrations from her brothers.  Several minutes he simply sat admiring the girl\rquote s nakedness before he moved her to the bed, opened her legs and \ldblquote went down on her.\rdblquote   \par
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\tab The insight of the Nedmacky family was\emdash insightful.  Pike was more than amused with unleashing the needful information from Jessie\rquote s mind.  It was a process odd as she barely knew anything of her distant relatives; even her Daddy knew little of their relatives from way back and back.  But the engrams:  engrams are a hypothetical means by which memory traces are stored as biophysical or biochemical change in the brain and other neural tissue in response to external stimuli.  They are also sometimes thought of as a neural network or fragment of memory.\par
\tab A history of family passed down via engrams provided the information not only to Jessica\rquote s minister Daddy, Glenn, but to her herself.  It was wondered (by Pike) if the other Nedmacky children were also in the know?  Maybe that was why they were the way they were?  \par
\tab The girl slept soundly beside him.  That was good.  She was of age and she was more than welcomed to share his life (and bed) for as long as she liked.  Micah, Chip, Julie, Frankie, though\emdash they would be a little more harder to explain.\par
\tab And pregnant Darlene?  She was sixteen\emdash and pregnant.  And the responsible party responsible for getting her pregnant?  Boyfriend, brother, or immaculate conception.  Most likely the culprit was her horny brother.  Hopefully, though, it was a boyfriend; her own boy toy or her sister\rquote s.\par
\tab There was a certain attraction\emdash other than sexual, Pike Elsworth had for those in the household.  In most cases after having his jollies with those he was attracted to he \ldblquote cut them loose.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab But (there\rquote s always a but) he had an affinity for Micah, Chip, Frankie, and Julie.  Cutting them loose wasn\rquote t going to be easy.  Of course, \ldblquote cutting them loose\rdblquote  only allowed for someone knew to take their place.  That was a help.  The attachment he was gaining with the boys and Julie, was a toughie.\par
\tab With the insightful knowing of Jessie\rquote s family history, he wondered about his own.  As far as he knew, there weren\rquote t much to be known; his family history seemed rather tame making no marks of noteworthy mentioning anyways.\par
\tab A new batch of kids, though, would be nice.  He thought of the bitches from his class, from his neighborhood, even (and especially) his church!  Lots to chose from, lots of pickings.  If he should desire to have Micah, Julie, Frankie, back in his life it was a simple matter of tracking them down.\par
\tab It was something to think about.\par
\tab In the meantime, he settled in his favorite chair contemplating the many mysteries that were \ldblquote life.\rdblquote   He missed Karl.  He needed another sidekick.  Maybe someone he knew?  Jonas?  No, he had plans for Jonas \ldblquote the man who knew too much.\rdblquote\par
\tab Thinking of Jonas Williams brought to mind another man who knew too much.  Pike settled in his chair more as his mind picked the information from the family mind files.\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t too long ago, some fifty years or so, when another black man got snoopy (and subsequently got his ass in a whole heap o\rquote  trouble.)  \par
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Terrance Trumble III and the Terror of Soggy Bottom Creek\par
\tab In a small southern town off Rural Route 4 in Alameda County, some residents of Berkshire Township had a slight unfriendly problem with some people of color who had taken up residence.  The Civil War was not dead in Berkshire, they frowned on Northerners and wouldn\rquote t give the time of day to a black man.\par
\tab Tolerance, though, was the thing and most of the black community minded themselves and kept their place.  For the most part, the folks of Berkshire Township \ldblquote got along.\rdblquote   The white folk didn\rquote t flaunt their prominence with southern flags or go about in the middle of night pretending to be \ldblquote ghosts.\rdblquote   The people of color didn\rquote t gather in the town square rallying for equal rights and praising nationally recognized public preachers.\par
\page\tab There was, though, one of those up and coming young people who\rquote s nose twitched seeking out information about \ldblquote missing\rdblquote  persons.  Specifically, black missing persons.  Through the years there was an occasional unexplained disappearance of a black person.\par
\tab From the community, not a lot of support for looking for said missing black person\emdash but if it was a white person, of course, the national guard was called in.  The nosey young black person with the twitchy nose was not necessarily from Berkshire Township, but he had relatives who were.  And when one of those relatives went \ldblquote missing\rdblquote  he took up an interest.\par
\tab Terrance Trumble III was from a \ldblquote northern\rdblquote  state where he had gotten himself an education on the higher level.  He became a reporter\emdash a nosey reporter where more than once he got his twitching nose bent out of shape (by a fist) for uncovering information best left covered.\par
\tab While snooping around Berkshire Township he found favor with Veronica Yurington.  She was the daughter of a farmer, a white farmer.  Like Terrance, Veronica, too, was curious about the unexplained disappearances of blacks in the community.  She confessed that her Pa was not kind with those of color and more than once stated that he could \ldblquote do without them.\rdblquote   So the relationship Terrance and Veronica had had to be out of sight of her southern Daddy.\par
\tab Meanwhile, Terrance prowled the town, the outskirts, all over talking to mainly and mostly the black populace.  But he was regarded as an outsider and more than once was told to go back where he came from.\par
\tab\ldblquote You jus\rquote  gonna stir up shit you cant bury fast enough!\rdblquote  Boris Vermont told him from his rickety rocking chair on the equally rickety porch.  It was the sentiment from most of the black community, even those who were his relatives.\par
\tab Terrance\rquote s frustrations were shouldered on Veronica\rquote s shoulders.  She tried to help but knew her place, too; her Daddy was very prominent in the community and he had ears all over.  Though she was an adult, she had no place to go if she should cross her Daddy.\par
\tab Terrance was getting nowhere in his \ldblquote investigation.\rdblquote  He was on his own, not even his boss or coworkers knew of his investigation.  He was on personal leave but hinted that he was working on a story.\par
\tab Then one night he was compiling his notes\emdash while schlepping his mambo salami into Vernoica \ldblquote hot for black cock\rdblquote  Yurington\rquote s cunt.  The twenty-five year old was hot, horny, and very muchly giving.  The two just seemed to have kismet and held hands while they walked thru the woods.  They made love in the woods\emdash where it was deemed most safe.\par
\page\tab Veronica took him to a secret pond where they skinny dipped\emdash and made love under water.  There was her old treehouse her Daddy had built her as a child and there\emdash they made love.  The best place (for making love) was in the barn in the loft.  All that hay, upper loft area, very secure.  \par
\tab Or so Terrance was led to believe.\par
\tab Veronica spilled that she had had many boys come unto in the loft\emdash even whilst her Daddy was down below.  Veronica Yurington was a vivacious woman; young, pretty, sassy.  She had lots of hair; long silky brown hair with mysterious eyes of brown.  A lovely girl (especially naked!)\par
\tab Terrance wasn\rquote t Veronica\rquote s first black lover\emdash she alluded to that fact by handling Terrance\rquote s schlong and measuring it up to others she had helt.  But it would do; she stroked it, squeezed it, then guided it into her sex.  Terrance humped her brains out\emdash or his anyways.  The young adult woman had a most entertaining cunt and he did his best to satisfy it (along with his own lustful need.)\par
\tab After a few minutes, Veronica\rquote s lust exceeded all limits and she became a wild woman.  Terrance had his hands full and was excited.  He had never encountered such a woman\emdash she literally attacked him!  But it was in play and Terrance played the part\emdash of a safari lion.\par
\tab His lioness was wild, insatiable; she lunged on him raking her claws against his body.  Terrance was not athletic, he wasn\rquote t \ldblquote built\rdblquote  but he did work out as being a newspaper reporter sometimes (often) got his black ass into trouble.\par
\tab He was in a different kind of trouble with the southern wild woman.\par
\tab After thrashing about in the loft, the girl hid from him and he thought she was in the strewn hay somewhere.  She was not.  There were giggles from down below where there was more hay.  Terrance went slinking down the ladder rummaging thru the piles of hay finding his lioness awaiting him.  Pouncing on her he drove his black lion dick into her insatiable cunt and gave her what for.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, well, well,\rdblquote  drawled a manly voice, \ldblquote what the fuck do we got here?\rdblquote\par
\tab shit.\par
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\tab Terrance Trumble whirled around and off of Vernoica to see not only the girl\rquote s Daddy, but her two brothers and three farmhands.  Daddy Don Yurington was a big beefy fellow, 1950s buzz cut hair, a little rotund but most of that was mass.  In his hands he held the handle of some farm implement; shovel, hoe, ax\'85\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Daddy!  Help me!  This nigger raped me!\rdblquote  exclaimed Vernoica covering herself up with hay.\par
\tab Terrance looked to the woman, \ldblquote What the fuck did you say!?\rdblquote\par
\tab Then those infamous words only a southerner could say were spoken:\par
\tab\ldblquote Boy, you\rquote s in a heap o\rquote  trouble.\rdblquote\par
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\tab With two of the farmhands held Terrance, Daddy Don plowed the man\rquote s stomach with the blunt end of the ax handle severely knocking the wind out of him.  Then the handle was brought up to connect HARD against the man\rquote s chin.\par
\tab\ldblquote Damn, Pa,\rdblquote  said one of Veronica\rquote s brothers, \ldblquote looky at the size of this nigger\rquote s dick!\rdblquote\par
\tab Don Yurington grinned somewhat sheepishly as he did gander at Terrance\rquote s well endowed mamba.\par
\tab\ldblquote Guldern if\rquote in that aint a dick Dinknose would be proud of!\rdblquote\par
\tab Dinknose being the family mule.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote s bet ole Sassy\rquote s got one just as good!\rdblquote  grinned one of the farmhands.\par
\tab An eerie silence befell the group.  Terrance sputtered and tried to maintain consciousness.\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck him up,\rdblquote  drawled Don, \ldblquote but not too much--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You gonna let Sassy have him?\rdblquote  said a wiry lanky Garret, middle son of Don.\par
\tab\ldblquote Takes care of our nigger fucking problem, don\rquote t it?\rdblquote  beamed Don.\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote ll take care of him, Daddy,\rdblquote  said another son of Don, \ldblquote we wont beat him too badly,\rdblquote  he chortled, \ldblquote ole Sassy likes them to be a little lively.\rdblquote\par
\tab Terrance was dragged out of the barn while Don stood staring at his naked daughter.\par
\tab\ldblquote He don\rquote t know nothin\rquote , Pa.\rdblquote  she said as she pulled on a handy robe that was right there handy, \ldblquote he trusted me.\rdblquote  \lquote just like all the others.\rquote\par
\tab Outside, Terrance Trumble III was bent over a hitching post and held securely while the sons of Don and the farmhands, too, took turns bashing the naked man\rquote s body with baseball bats, slats, and farm implement handles.\tab\tab When the man lay in a crumbled heap and darkness was just about as dark as it was going to get, the group picked up the broken man and dragged him off the property and into the nearby woods.\par
\tab The night was just right for a Sassy visit\emdash dark, gloomy, and the cries of a helpless victim.  The area beyond the woods was steeped with history; during the Revolutionary War the British found Soggy Bottom Creek a most challenging adventure.\par
\page\tab The Northerners came traipsing thru Soggy Bottom and didn\rquote t find it too much to their liking, either.  Trappers invading the creek, revenuers in search of moonshine stills, sheriff posses searching for road gang convicts, all met terrifying fates along the creek.\par
\tab It was haunted.\par
\tab Soggy Bottom was well known around the tri-county area; though it was good for trapping coons and fetching buckets o\rquote  crawdad, there was a stretch of creek you best stay clear of lessen you want to meet up with Sassy, the boggy of Soggy Bottom Creek.\par
\tab Bigfoot, also known as Sasquatch, is a supposed {\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ape" \\\\o "Ape" }}{\fldrslt{ape}}}\f0\fs28 -like creature inhabiting remote forests, bogs, and creeks--mainly in the {\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pacific_Northwest" \\\\o "Pacific Northwest" }}{\fldrslt{Pacific Northwest}}}\f0\fs28  region of {\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/North_America" \\\\o "North America" }}{\fldrslt{North America}}}\f0\fs28  and in the deep remote wilderness of some southwestern US States.    Bigfoot is usually described as a large, hairy, {\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bipedalism" \\\\o "Bipedalism" }}{\fldrslt{bipedal}}}\f0\fs28  humanoid.  The scientific community considers Bigfoot to be a combination of {\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Folklore" \\\\o "Folklore" }}{\fldrslt{folklore}}}\f0\fs28 , misidentification, and {\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hoax" \\\\o "Hoax" }}{\fldrslt{hoaxes}}}\f0\fs28 .\par
\tab Bigfoot is described in reports as a large ape-like creature, ranging between 6\endash 10 feet tall; covered in dark brown or dark reddish hair; and having an approximate weight of 500 pounds if not more.  Witnesses have described large eyes, a pronounced {\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Supraorbital_ridge" \\\\o "Supraorbital ridge" }}{\fldrslt{brow ridge}}}\f0\fs28 , and a large, low-set forehead; the top of the head has been described as rounded and crested, similar to that of male {\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gorilla" \\\\o "Gorilla" }}{\fldrslt{gorilla}}}\f0\fs28 .  Bigfoot is commonly reported to have a strong, unpleasant smell by those who have claimed to have encountered it.  \par
\tab Bigfoot descends, more or less, from wild stories of the {\field{\*\fldinst{HYPERLINK "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indigenous_peoples_of_the_Pacific_Northwest_Coast" \\\\o "Indigenous peoples of the Pacific Northwest Coast" }}{\fldrslt{indigenous population}}}\f0\fs28  of the Pacific Northwest.   The origins are difficult to discriminate as the legends existed prior to a single name for the creature.  The legends differed in their details both regionally and between families in the same community.  Similar stories are found on virtually every continent with the exception of Antarctica.\par
\tab John Yurington and his family and farm neighbors were familiar with their Bigfoot they affectionately dubbed \ldblquote Sassy\rdblquote  the Sasquatch.  How long the big hairy stinky creature had been roaming Soggy Bottom Creek wasn\rquote t known; where there more than one, a family of bigfooted critters, or what wasn\rquote t known.\par
\tab What was known was to give Soggy Bottom Creek a wide berth.\par
\tab Soggy Bottom Creek, though, was a solution to John\rquote s nigger problem.  John Yurington hated blacks, had no use for them.  And most the folk of the town and surrounding area agreed.  And every now and then some black person would get uppity, nosey, and began to stir the usually mindful black community up.\par
\tab And as usual, that particular person would find himself out in the bogs of Soggy Bottom Creek with a chanced encounter from Sassy.  John Yurington and Bob Haskill had been chasing a black fella thru the woods after he got a small group of fellow blacks up in arms in town about \ldblquote equal\rdblquote  rights and civic programs.\par
\tab Just at the area of where Gobble Creek and Field Stream meet to empty into Soggy Bottom Bottoms that fed Soggy Bottom Creek did Dud Barrick meet his fate.  Running as fast as he could he went sloshing into the bog surrounding the creeks and was waist deep when he stopped realizing how deep in shit he was.\par
\tab With gun toting rednecks hot on his ass, though, Dud didn\rquote t have much choice and kept going thru the thicket of cattails and other assorted unfriendly vegetation that alone swallowed up anyone.\par
\tab After coming out of the bog area and directly onto Soggy Bottom Creek, Dud went upstream.  It didn\rquote t really matter much if one went Upstream or Downstream\'85\par
\tab Whether or not Dud really knew he was traveling along Soggy Bottom Creek or not was not known.  Coming to Silver Creek Mine he stopped to get his bearings when the most horrific smell there ever was to be smelt erupted into his nostrils.  It smelled worse than a decomposing body and made one (anyone) getting a whiff violently ill.\par
\tab Dud Barrick retched and possibly knew that he was in deeper shit than facing off with the rednecks\emdash who seemed to be nowhere around.  The black man took off running, stumbling in the dark over trees, logs, bushes, and what have you until coming to a clearing where he thought he was safe.\par
\tab Waiting at the clearing, though, was John Yurington and his fellow rednecks bearing their rifles and shotguns.\par
\tab\ldblquote He\rquote s right behind me!\rdblquote  exclaimed Dud.\par
\tab The rednecks held their ground at the rail fence marking the end of \ldblquote civilization\rdblquote  and the known territory of Sassy Sasquatch.  Suddenly, an overpowering stench filled the air and looming out of the darkness behind Dud a large hairy creature grabbed Dud by the shoulders and yanked him around throwing him to the ground.  Dud screamed a bloodcurdling scream but was kicked between the legs silencing him as the black man reached the pinnacle of astonishment.\par
\tab Then, Sassy did something John Yurington couldn\rquote t believe.  The big swamp creature wrestled (easily) with Dud tossing him over a nearby log.  The man could barely defend himself and didn\rquote t\emdash not even when his clothes were ripped off.  The intent was not made clear until dark adjusted eyes and ears detailed that Sassy was \ldblquote gettin\rquote  some\rdblquote  from Dud Barrick.\par
\page\tab How enormous was Sassy\rquote s cock was anyone\rquote s guess, no one was going to go measure but it was assumed being that Sassy stood no less than seven foot the swamp creature had more than a foot of dick.  Dud Barrick reached more than once that pinnacle of alarm where only dogs could hear his screams as he was violated.\par
\tab Sassy held the man\rquote s hips as he drove his massive sasquatch dick into the man\rquote s hole.  Pressed hard against the log the man\rquote s privates were squashed; his chest was crushed inward along with his pelvis and as Sassy got to the pinnacle of his jollies, the great swamp creature got excited and began banging Dud\rquote s body against the log with his huge hairy hands tightly on the man\rquote s shoulders bashing him, bashing him, bashing him.\par
\tab When Sassy got his orgasm he pulled out of the man\rquote s perforated anus and beat his ass with his cock.  Then he pounded ritualistically upon the man\rquote s backside breaking his back.  Then, as a fellow-up, he yeowled, howled, and beat his chest in an ape-like manner before finishing up with urinating on the man\rquote s broken battered body.\par
\tab Sassy stood a moment grunting and huffing before disappearing back into the creek area.  He could be heard making a ruckus for several minutes as he splashed up Soggy Bottom Creek then there was eerie silence.  \par
\tab The gathered rednecks stood in some terror for some time.\par
\tab The sun came up before the gathered rednecks could move.\par
\tab\ldblquote Son-of-a-bitch.\rdblquote  mouthed Doug Furman.\par
\tab His sentiment was widespread.\par
\tab\ldblquote Gentlemen,\rdblquote  said John Yurington, \ldblquote I thinks we\rquote s got ourselves a solution to our nigger problem.\rdblquote  He smiled, spat tobacco, and looked to the battered remains of Dud Barrick.  The man\rquote s body was dragged to the nearby swamp where he was permanently resolved.\par
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\tab Sprawled over a log, breathing hard, bleeding, bruised and battered, Terrance Trumble III lay heaving with his mind in an uproar.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Fucking, Goddamn rednecks!\rdblquote  he sputtered.  His wrists and ankles were tied by rope to railroad spikes in the hard ground.  The stench of the nearby swamp reeked havoc with his frapped mind and the beating he had received at the hands of the rednecks had zapped his energy.  Still, though, he wrestled.\par
\tab His level of pissed offedness at the rednecks was nothing compared to the backstabbing \lquote ho who he had found favor with.  \ldblquote Fucking bitch,\rdblquote  he seethed, \ldblquote gonna rip her a new one!\rdblquote  blood filled his mouth as he had bitten his tongue during the melee.\par
\page  \tab He thought for sure that he kneed at least one of them in the nuts.  It would be nothing compared to what he was going to do to each of the scumsucking backwoods white motherfuckers\emdash before calling the FBI and other law enforcing agencies.  He had evidence, tape recordings, written notes detailing the illegal moonshine distilleries in and about the township, and more evidence about the \ldblquote disappearances\rdblquote  of the African-American population.\par
\tab With no strength all TT could do was lay there and wait until he could gather himself and possible wrench loose the iron spikes.  He was going to drive those spikes into that bitch\rquote s heart, cunt, and ass.  His further thoughts about what he was going to do to Veronica and her redneck clan were interrupted by a noise.\par
\tab The disturbance was off to his left.  He figured some fucking animal, a rodent.  He thought of wild animals, too; wild hogs who had a taste for humans.  That was messed up.  There were rumors of wild hogs out in the backwoods areas of the tri-county area who had no compunction whatsoever about gnawing on sleeping hunters\rquote  feets; chasing after wandering humans in their territory, and so on.\par
\tab The prospect of being gnawed on were displeasing if not discouraging.  Strength or no, Terrance began wrestling with the ropes securing him.  His battered body, broken ribs, though, curtailed his best efforts.  The iron railroad spikes had been pounded into the hard ground all the way and at an angle away from Terrance preventing the man from freeing himself.\par
\tab Suddenly, there was an overpowering stench that just wasn\rquote t human.\par
\tab The stench erupted into Terrance\rquote s nostrils and then flooded his mind causing him to retch involuntarily.  The retching caused even more discomfort as his sides were already in extreme pain from broken ribs and repeated poundings from the rednecks.\par
\tab Then, there were footsteps and a low guttural sound TT could only ascertain as to be animal in nature.  A big animal.  The darkness and blood caking in his eyes prevented him from seeing properly to identify who or what was coming at him but he suddenly remembered one of the fucked up rednecks saying something about \ldblquote let Sassy have him.\rdblquote\par
\tab Sassy?\par
\tab Sasquatch?\par
\tab Was the tales true?  Was the legend of Soggy Bottom Creek actually true?  All his life Terrance had heard of the legend but as he grew to adulthood he chalked it up to bullshit, a legend without merit, no proof.\par
\page\tab The \ldblquote proof\rdblquote  emerged from the swamp woods with its severe stench proceeding it.  Terrance retched and gagged and went into another level of extreme pain as his wrecked body ten-fold assailed him.\par
\tab Then, something was going on behind him\emdash someone was pawing at his ass, his legs.  Terrance thought for a horrible second that the rednecks were going to fuck him.  He recalled how a group of messed up rednecks had surrounded a black teenager and made him suck their dicks or take a beating.  The black youth sucked redneck dick, six of them\emdash ranging in age from sixteen to forty.  The black youth had been caught spying on girls in their bedrooms changing clothes, masturbating, etc.  He had a small collection of panties on his person and the wrath of the redneck community.\par
\tab After giving head, the young black man was bent over a sofa in the front yard of a redneck home he had been spying on and was sodomized.  Each redneck man in the group took a turn, then; various \ldblquote implements\rdblquote  were jammed into the man\rquote s hole reaming him out until the police \ldblquote eventually\rdblquote  arrived to take him away\emdash where in jail he encountered more faggoty rednecks as well as some of his own kin.\par
\tab Terrance tried thrashing about to prevent himself from being sodomized but his efforts were lacking and something incredibly HUGE went shoving not so nicely into his anus.  Screaming to that level where dogs could only hear, Terrance Trumble III screamed into oblivion.  He finally was able to careen his head around enough to see a towering creature, a massive hairy creature fucking him in the ass.  The details of the swamp creature were sketchy.  He was tall, hairy, stinky, and massive.\par
\tab And horny.\par
\tab From their vantage point of their property fence, the Yuringtons and farmhands stood watching via nightvision binoculars as Sassy the Sasquatch had his way with the nosey northern nigger reporter.  The man was viciously sodomized and when Sassy had gotten his sasquatch rocks off he beat the man\rquote s back as a ceremonial cumulation to his copulation.\par
\tab Then Sassy beat his own chest and disappeared into the swamps bellering about his accomplishment.  Slowly and did the redneck group come to log where they found Terrance Trumble III well fucked and well dead.\par
\tab\ldblquote Take him to the swamp, boys,\rdblquote  said Don Yurington, \ldblquote the gators will finish him off now.\rdblquote\par
\tab No one ever heard from Terrance Trumble III (and no one ever came looking for him, either.)  \par
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North American Perverts Association Local 1\par
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Chairman of the Board\'85\'85.Fluck Flickerstaff\par
Bored Chairman\'85\'85\'85\'85\'85Kock Robyn\par
Date of Inception\'85\'85\'85\'85..the year of the great kegger blast\par
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\tab He hadn\rquote t realized it, but why not?  He was banging his daughters including his youngest, Rachel.  It was a safe bet that the daddy of house guest Jessica would enjoy sinking his minister pud into the like of ten year old Julie and with that probably wouldn\rquote t hold back with sinking his pud into any other pussy of any age.\par
\page\tab A sidekick.  Reverend Glenn Nedmacky could very well be the sidekick Pike was looking for.  Why not?  Pike was relatively sure for some assuredy that Rev. Glenn would have insight on how to delicately help out pregnant houseguest Darlene.  And with Jessica in the house he (Glenn) would be free to bang her freely without the fear of being \ldblquote busted.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lucy and Rachel would be welcomed to come into the house, too.\par
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\pard Finishing Rusty\rquote s visit\par
\tab Weeks later and Rusty Calworth was \ldblquote up and around\rdblquote  being himself.  That is to say that with his unique \ldblquote minding ability\rdblquote  enhanced by an electronic gadget way beyond his ability comprehension he swayed the mountain family to his pleasure.\par
\tab That pleasure was, of course, sex and all its frills therein.\par
\tab The girls, Mary Ellen, Erin, Elizabeth were naughty little crumpets with the brothers, John-boy, Jason, Ben, and James Robert (Jim-bob).  Lots of frivolity there\emdash without Rusty\rquote s intervention!  But with Rusty\rquote s intervention, he involved himself.  He wasn\rquote t so much into the boys\emdash more to the girls with a specificity to Erin, the middle sister.  She had a uniqueness that impressed Rusty and with the sinking of his pud into her teenage sex he was more than thrilled.\par
\tab John Sr. was involved if only on an esoteric level of perversion; after delivering disciplinarian action against the bared ass of one of his offspring, John Sr. often slammed his mountain dick up the offender\rquote s ass.  All the Nedmacky children received such treatment with Elizabeth being about the last to still receive punishment warranting a trip behind the woodshed (out of sight).\par
\tab Rusty\rquote s sights, though, were not on John Sr.\par
\tab All three Nedmacky girls had Rusty boned; he had spanked them for his own pleasure; crammed his Ohioan cock into their crevices and orifices, peed on them, and coerced them into servicing one another.  Small orgies did Rusty construct involving the girls\rquote  brothers.  Rusty had no sexual desires for the boys\emdash save for Jim-bob.  He was young and Rusty didn\rquote t mind stuffing the pre-teen\rquote s backdoor (with afterwards watching Elizabeth lick the cummy hole clean!)\par
\tab  Manipulation then was settled onto Olivia Nedmacky, the Momma.\par
\page\tab There were some mixed feelings on the intent to sway Olivia; she had above all been the one to nurse him back to health.  She had bathed him, soothed him, dressed his wounds, and held his dick while he peed.  She had been there during his tumultuous fever spouts and when he had for some unknown reason become frightened\emdash the hot breath of the great bear he had killed would forever be with him.\par
\tab But be that as it may\emdash he had to have her.\par
\tab One morning when the conditions were right\emdash the boys hunting or generally fucking around somewhere outside of the house and perimeter, the girls off on their own, Rusty set his sets (and electronic gadget) on Olivia.  For her age, let\rquote s say 40ish and be safe, she still had charm.  Having so many children, living in the mountains during the Depression era, life being a little rough around the edges with John Sr. the only one bringing in money, Olivia still managed to keep herself trim and good looking.\par
\tab Rusty admired her and took her in recalling the days she bathed him without batting an eye.  She held his penis while he leaned against her pissing into a toilet.  She held his hands while incredible pains ravaged his body\emdash he knew he squeezed the life out of her hands but she didn\rquote t let on.\par
\tab Was it love?  Infatuation?  Admiration?\par
\tab He wasn\rquote t sure.\par
\tab He was sure, however, that he wanted to see the woman naked.\par
\tab And so he did.\par
\tab That morning when the family was elsewhere, Rusty crept down the stairs knowing which steps where squeaky giving away his presence.  In the kitchen Olivia cleaned up from the morning\rquote s gathering and prepped for the lunchtime gathering.\par
\tab Gentle rolling his fingers over the small bumps of the rock-EMAD and listening with acute hearing the high pitched whine emitting from the mysterious minding object, Rusty watched for signs that his desires had been carried out.\par
\tab Olivia bustled cleaning off the counter and straightening the various containers thereon.  Then she stopped and seemed to stutter in place\emdash herky-jerky movements as if she were trying to continue what she was doing but was being pulled back each time.\par
\tab Rusty smiled and whispered while continuing to manipulate the rock.\par
\tab Olivia stood still a moment before reaching up under her long dress working down her panties.  Rusty was well pleased.  The dress followed falling to the ground, then the bra and slip and she was nude.\par
\page\tab Directing the Baptist mountain woman to lay out on the long picnic table that served as the family\rquote s meal table and family meeting/gathering table.  Rusty came to stand between the woman\rquote s legs; her pussy was nicely trimmed (and well fucked.)  Rusty dropped his pants and stroked his aching bone.  Banging the Nedmacky sheep was one thing, banging the cunt that bore them would be something else!\par
\tab Stroking off between the woman\rquote s legs he nearly orgasmed right then and there!  He couldn\rquote t help but just to stand and take in the woman\rquote s nude body.  It was quite a sight and Rusty admired it\emdash before sticking his dick in it.\par
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\tab Despite being hammered on a regular basis, Olivia Nedmacky had a nice tight cunt.  Rusty Calworth eased his teen cock into the woman\rquote s trench and found great delight awaiting him.  It seemed like her pussy gripped his stick and \ldblquote pulled\rdblquote  him in!\par
\tab It was amazing!\par
\tab Once all the way in he began to pump.  Olivia, mindless, lay rocking and jiggling under his thrustings.  Fucking her daughters was one thing, banging the cunt that bore them was something else entirely!  \par
\tab And bang it he did.  Just as he came to the pivotal point of extreme joy\emdash he fell away unable to achieve that goal.  But it was ok, he had energy to spare and continued humping reaching the goal line twice more before finally releasing a pint of luscious cream.  It was mindboggling as well as energy draining.  He pumped madly for several minutes, shuddered and then fell away.\par
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\tab The rock-EMAD was quite the device.  The description of it was not so well detailed in the notes of Elizabeth Nedmacky.  It was \ldblquote a rock\rdblquote  shaped much like a potato, but darker in color to that of almost black.  It had numerous \ldblquote eyes\rdblquote , bumps, and weighed much more than a simple potato or that even of a rock of that same size.\par
\tab After the severe shagging of Olivia, the rock-EMAD went on to sway the rest of the family\emdash more to the point of bringing them all in so there would be no secrecy or fear of being \ldblquote caught in the act.\rdblquote   That was a little more tougher to accomplish as mostly, Rusty Calworth didn\rquote t have a full understanding of the mysterious workings of the rock-EMAD.\par
\tab Regardless, it so came to pass that one by one by one (by one by one\'85) the boys took their turns with schlepping their salamis into their Momma\rquote s cunt.  John-boy, of course, was first.  \par
\page\tab The first place was on Olivia\rquote s bed.  That was sacrilege enough as it was but it was good enough.  The warping of the Mother and Son took a little doing with Olivia having to be more subdued in order for the horny John-boy to schlep her.  \par
\tab The lingering visitor found a certain thrill in watching the sex act take place.  It was more than the illicitness of Mother and Son humping their brains out; it wasn\rquote t the incestuous part of the deed before him.  What exactly it was young Rusty wasn\rquote t exactly sure\emdash but watching John Jr. schlepped his schlong into Olivia\rquote s cunt was a ball buster!\par
\tab And with continued manipulation of their minds, neither of them (apparently) were aware of Rusty\rquote s presence behind them.  John-boy humped his Momma\rquote s cunt until filling it with a great gracious quantity of Nedmacky cum.  His cock had swelled enormously and spewed spewed forth in three massive juts followed by three smaller ones.  Then John-boy collapsed onto his sweating naked Momma lolling on her breasts and just languishing.\par
\tab It was the very next day when Ben and Jason got their pleasure same.\par
\tab Jim-bob was last later on that night.\par
\tab It was days of hooking up with their Momma before it became a daily almost ritualistic part of life.  Getting Olivia to participate was the toughie and took the most time in retraining her mind to accept sexual frivolity.  Giving head and \ldblquote taking it in the ass\rdblquote  was the most tough; being peed on, double dicked, spanked, sucking balls, also had hits and misses.\par
\tab Of course, there was finding the right time(s) for such frivolity to take place.  It was a long process, the boys were already onboard and willing to participate in the shagging of their Momma.  Olivia, however, being a woman, a wife, a momma, and a Baptist took a little while longer to rework her mind whereas she would accept the \ldblquote new way of life.\rdblquote\par
\tab Once that was accomplished, it was time for the girls and their Daddy.\par
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\tab It was a safe bet that most sexual deviants on the incestuous side were relationships between Father and Daughter.  That was a natural and a given.  Sons and their Mothers, too; but for the most part, Daddies loved their daughters and in some cases the daughters loved their Daddies (sexually speaking.)\par
\tab And brothers and sisters, of course, loved one another.\par
\page\tab Pike didn\rquote t worry too much about his use (overuse) of his EMAD, he figured he was helping out the course of natural events\emdash incestuously speaking.  Their were no explanation, though, of the reasonings behind the kidnappings for sexual pleauring.\par
\tab There was, of course, concerns about his new way of lifestyle.  A strange rapport there was with the houseguests; he enjoyed them more than just for sexual purposes.  Driving his bone into Micah and Chip was fantastic, sure; schlepping his way into Julie was good; watching Frankie (junior sidekick) humping the shit out of the aforementioned boys (and girl) was quite the treat.\par
\tab Jessica and Darlene were in a category all their own.\par
\tab Jessica and Darlene needed no mind dinking via electronic means.\par
\tab Weighing on his mind were those he had had at the cabin; Karl, of course, his kids, kids at the church, kids at his school\emdash in his class; and kids around his neighborhood.  His cock swelled and ached.  The EMAD paved the way for his sexual deviancy.  He knew, though, that life would be relatively bland without the EMAD in his life; but also, less hectic and worrisome.\par
\tab The loss of Karl still bothered him.  He wished beyond wishes that he could have known and possibly scooted the sidekick out to the mysterious pond.  Maybe it wouldn\rquote t have been too late.  How long since expiring could the pond bring back to life a lost life?\par
\tab The healing properties of that pond were just as mysterious as the EMAD he possessed.  Complications; mysteries of life he didn\rquote t understand and probably didn\rquote t want to known.  \par
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Streams of Consciousness\par
\tab It was a no brainer that Glenn Nedmacky would find himself at home and at ease in Pike\rquote s humble abode.  It still was a little unnerving and there was no doubt in Rev. Glenn\rquote s mind that Pike was screwing her.  There was no doubt that the others of the household were also getting boinked, doinked, and dicked by the man of the house.  \par
\tab First up, though, was introductions and pleasantries.  In no way was the Wife/Mother to know where Jessica was.  And in no way was Glenn to know of Pike\rquote s little mind enhancer.  Not yet, anyways.  Pike was relatively sure that Glenn would be ok with the minding gadget, but for the moment it was to be \ldblquote a secret.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab While Jessica and Darlene made dinner, the boys played video games, Pike and Glenn \ldblquote talked\rdblquote  in the living room discussing mostly Jessica, the circumstances surrounding the misunderstanding, and Pike conveying that Glenn was welcomed to the home anytime he desired.  Not wished\emdash desired.\par
\tab During their conversation, Julie came up to Pike\rquote s side.  The two had a kismet and in no way was Pike ready to return her to her own family.  She was a charmer and though she was very young (ten years) he loved her (sexually and the other way.)  She was pretty, was helpful, and thru either the heavy use of the minding gadget on her impressionable mind or \ldblquote just because\rdblquote  due to long term association\emdash the little girl had warmed up to him and warmed his heart.\par
\tab Engaging sexually with her was a plus, too.\par
\tab Pike hugged the girl; the chair he occupied was one of having a wide seating area, high back, super comfy, with plus side arms that \ldblquote pushed down\rdblquote  to allow easier access in or out or for reclining or swinging out or whatever.  As Pike and Glenn continued their talk, Pike continued hugging Julie, caressing her side and noting Glenn\rquote s casual glance.\par
\tab After patting Julie\rquote s ass, Pike noted the strong glance from the Reverend; he seemed uneasy, ansy, shifting his weight, and beginning to perspire.  Pike held his smile in and rubbed Julie\rquote s backside all the while pushing down the side arm of the chair.\par
\tab More patting of Julie\rquote s ass followed with a more earnest measure of gripping the butt cheeks.  Julie spread her legs out a bit allowing Pike\rquote s hand to get between her legs with an exploring finger exploring.  They had Glenn\rquote s full attention.  \par
\tab With the boys\rquote  boisterous antics from the other room there was little chance of interruption.  Jessica and Darlene still were in the kitchen making dinner; music was playing and the girls were getting along well.  Rev. Glenn still was intently engrossed on Pike\rquote s handiwork on Julie\rquote s ass; he licked his lips and stared, leaning from his chair almost salivating!\par
\tab The man appeared to be in agony.\par
\tab Pike continued patting Julie\rquote s ass and whispering to her.\par
\tab At first, the girl didn\rquote t get the \ldblquote whisper\rdblquote  forcing Pike to nearly exclaim what he was trying to say subtly \ldblquote take your pants down!\rdblquote\par
\tab Julie giggled \ldblquote why didn\rquote t you say so!?\rdblquote  somewhat on the sly the girl undone her pants and pushed them down.  She had panties on, Pike both liked girls prancing about in the nude as well as in their undies.\par
\tab Glenn\rquote s mouth hung open and his \ldblquote agony\rdblquote  seemed more intent.\par
\tab The torture continued.\par
\page\tab But it was the good kind of torture.\par
\tab Pike already knew about Glenn and his naughty ways; Jessica knew all\emdash saw all.  It was one thing for her minister Daddy to be engaging sexually with Jessica and something else to be humping on Lucy.  But Jessica knew, also, that he was banging the youngest Nedmacky sheep, Rachel!  It went beyond simple incest.  Jessica knew her minister Daddy undressed the sleeping sheep and got on her to grind his minister cock against her pussy ultimately spilling his seed.  Rachel, too, was sucking him, fondling his balls, sitting on his lap naked, and taking his cock into her asshole.  It don\rquote t get any more \ldblquote naughty\rdblquote  than that.\par
\tab So whatever Pike did dimmed somewhat in comparison.\par
\tab Somewhat.\par
\tab With Julie managing to undo her pants and work them down a bit, Pike finished him tugging the garment down exposing Julie\rquote s lovely ten year old butt to the nearly drooling\emdash nearly falling out of his chair visitor Glenn.  He was in agony and Pike felt badly for teasing him so.  He didn\rquote t know why he took such steps with the already knowing of Glenn\rquote s naughty ways.  It wasn\rquote t like the man would take offense or go into a rage or call for the police.\par
\tab Eventually, Pike slipped his hand inside Julie\rquote s underwear, caressed the whole of the ass before sliding the panty down exposing her lovely young ass to the reverend.  Pike patted the girl\rquote s ass, squeezed the cheeks, rubbed her thighs then on cue the girl stood up and turned herself about to reveal her equally lovely young fuckable cunt.\par
\tab Visiting Rev. Glenn was melting.\par
\tab Pike in one movement stood up swooping Julie up into his arms working off her pants and panties (and top) then with a head nod and a wink moved down the hall to the girl\rquote s bedroom.  Glenn followed.\par
\tab Glenn arrived just in time to see Pike\rquote s \ldblquote pike\rdblquote  disappearing into the little girl\rquote s mouth.  She bobbed her head back and forth along the manly manhood making some slurping sounds; pulling all the way to make smacking sounds, lick the piss slit, grin back, and masturbate the cock.\par
\tab He was no where close to cumming, that would take a little while to master\emdash er, muster.  Which was good \lquote cause his name was called for from the kitchen.  Pike worked his hard organ back where it belonged and left Julie and Glenn alone.\par
\tab He returned minutes later to find Reverend Glenn Nedmacky\rquote s cock going nicely into Julie\rquote s mouth.  The man was once more in some agony but it was a different more pleasurable agony.\par
\page\tab There was embarrassment from the visitor Pike knew; an uncomfortable feeling of sticking his dick into a girl of a friend in his house with his daughter in the house and all regardless of the fact that minutes earlier the man had also had his dick into the little girl\rquote s mouth.\par
\tab Be that as it may\emdash it felt good.  There was no denying it.  None.  The little girl had talent and once the \ldblquote good feeling\rdblquote  erupted in his loins\emdash fuck it, he was going for it and besides, he had the go ahead from his host to do so.\par
\tab Little Julie gripped the man\rquote s dick with no compunction whatsoever, no holding back, nothing.  With her fingers about the manly prong she sucked on the head and a bit of the shaft, cupping his hairy balls and working the cock meat further and further into her mouth.\par
\tab Soon there was cum squirting from the manly manhood filling her mouth and making her gag.  She sputtered and retched\emdash an involuntary reflex.  But pulling back she smiled up to the man (with cum oozing out the sides of her mouth and splattered on her face).  The look (of innocence) eased Glenn\rquote s feelings about his misdeed.  His cock throbbed and ached, and still spurted spunk.  Julie got up off from her knees and made way to her bed\'85\par
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Church girls are easy\par
\tab Glenn Nedmacky wasn\rquote t himself; and he never would be the same again.  He was spiraling down a slippery slope with no shoes, bare ass naked, cock hard enough to break bricks, desires enveloping him, fear surmounting, consequences unknown but assumed.  He was one of two persons; willing to submit and bring himself into euphoric realms of pleasure (sexual) yet unknown and a person who wanted to remain rigid in his stance as a man, a pillar, a religious icon.\par
\tab Tough choice.\par
\tab Hiding one side from the other\emdash or hiding that dark side from the rest of society was very tough.  Little Julie had laid herself out on her bed, naked, legs open.  Moments earlier and he had spilled his cum into her mouth and had no held back one bit.  Days prior and he had taken the clothes off of his youngest daughter, fingered her pussy, licked her pussy, then crawled on top of her and humped her pussy!\par
\tab Countless times in his office had he had willing sexual relations with his older girls.  In his own home had he had sexual encounters with Jessica and Lucy.  Glenn had held back nothing during those times.  He didn\rquote t worry about anyone catching him in the act or anything.  All there was was to complete the deed and consider the consequences after.\par
\page\tab Julie on the bed.\par
\tab Glenn\rquote s cock had barely had time to settle down from blowing off in her mouth and there the little girl lay, naked, exposing herself, beckoning him.  Heavy cement weights on his feet, though, kept him where he was.  He could smell dinner in the make and probably not far from being done.  He wondered if Pike would mind.\par
\tab Mind?  Mind what?\par
\tab Slowly the desires most naughty broke the cement blocks and Rev. Glenn made his way to the bed (and the naked ten year old) and stood at the foot of the bed staring at her.  The naked ten year old twisted, grinned and was a little embarrassed.  Glenn\rquote s eyes went from her very pretty face to her very pretty pussy.  In his office he got the full viewing of Jessica\rquote s naked pussy but with Rachel the viewing was usually in little to no light at all.\par
\tab It was a fair guess that Pike was dipping his wick into the girl\rquote s pussy.  There were the boys of the house, too.  Glenn\rquote s dick surged back to hardness.  Humping Jessica was one thing, schlepping Lucy was one thing.  But they were teens, Jessica was the oldest and undoubtedly been getting dick from her brothers and boyfriends for some time.  Lucy he thought would be the purest and hold off spreading her legs for awhile.  \par
\tab But Julie.  Rachel.  Julie was ten.  Rachel was (currently) thirteen.  In the beginning, for Rachel, Glenn had merely humped against her delicate poon.  And that was all.  He was too busy shoving his fuck stick into the girl\rquote s two older sisters and the timing to have Rachel to himself just was never there.  She seldom came to his office at the church and when she did the getting nasty with her like he did with her sisters\emdash just wasn\rquote t there.\par
\tab Glenn Nedmacky had yet to put his dick INTO Rachel!\par
\tab But there was Julie, naked, on the bed, waiting.  It was a strange and unique desire that was more than mind boggling.  She was ten!  There was no conscious way he could carry out what he was contemplating.  His cock, though, had other ideas.\par
\tab Sure he looked on other girls like Julie with some unnatural desires.\par
\tab Sure he had looked at girls like Julie with favor.\par
\tab Sure he put it to his wife thinking of those girls he had looked at.\par
\tab Having his own biological girls in the house was a toughie; seeing them run amok naked, in their undies, farting, etc.  Being the diligent Daddy he had been there to wipe them, care for them when they were sick, bathe them when they were young, and even help dress them when they were under the modesty age.\par
\page\tab But there was that compelling side of him that was hard pressed to be silent.  He wanted to do more than simply wipe them clean, bathe them, dress them.  Each time he cleaned them up for whatever reason, each time he helped put clothes on them\emdash he had a boner raging supreme.  After cleaning them or dressing them he was off to the sanctuary of his bathroom where he assiduously beat off.\par
\tab Humping his wife was good, damn good.  But he wanted more.  He desired more.  There was something to say about gliding one\rquote s manhood against soft supple skin.  Often when being naughty with Jessica or Lucy, there was more of a uniqueness about the deed than being merely a misdeed.\par
\tab Then, like he had done with Rachel, he crawled upon the bed situating himself onto the girl\rquote s young body with barely a thought about it.  Julie grinned up to him, smiling, blushing, spreading her legs wider\'85\par
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\tab With his hands on her hips he grinded, grinded, and grinded some more.  Why he didn\rquote t just throw her over the kitchen table and have at her he didn\rquote t know; for the moment, he was just amorous.  Jessica reciprocated her lover\rquote s lustful intent by turning about\emdash putting down the kitchen knife she was using to cut veggies up first.\par
\tab Darlene and the boys watched their antics with some mild disdain.\par
\tab\ldblquote Like rabbits.\rdblquote  drawled Frankie.\par
\tab Darlene giggled and began setting the table.  When she realized some of the houseguests were missing, she unwittingly went prowling.  At first, when she found them, she was a little alarmed but not stricken.  She stood in the hallway watching as the male guest bearing Sidekick Union Card issue 002, humped the bejesus out of Julie.\par
\tab Rev. Glenn wasn\rquote t fully into the girl but he was INTO the girl; short herky-jerky movements in rapid rabid succession; pulling out to hump the young girl\rquote s pussy with hands caressing every curvature of her young body; grinding against her young body with extreme loving lustful intent.\par
\tab Then the explosive orgasm came.\par
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\tab How could he go home?  How could he continue to be a Father, Husband, Reverend?  How could he continue forward in life, life pursuits when all he wanted was to dwell in the House of Sin and engage sexually with Julie?  He wasn\rquote t the same and would never ever be so again.\par
\tab Pike just smiled and handed him his Sidekick card\'85\par
\page\tab There were several teenage girls, and younger, who thrilled Reverend Glenn.  Nervously he picked the best ones out not knowing exactly how his Union leader would \ldblquote acquire\rdblquote  them.  Luckily, delivering the morning\rquote s sermon wasn\rquote t his task, that assignment was to his assistant.  It was customary, however, for the senior pastor (reverend) to remain seated close by.  That annoyed Glenn as he would rather be with his Union leader making congregational acquisitions.\par
\tab Assistant Pastor Don Burltran went on\emdash and on\emdash and on.  He spoke well and was on topic but often times off subject as he interjected \ldblquote life\rdblquote  application.  At times he was lost (and so was the audience.)  Finally, though, he picked up and concluded the sermon calling up on cue the choir who would sing one final song, then there would be the ever popular final announcements, and the calling for anyone who needed prayer and/or saving of their souls, then the final-final song before dismissal.\par
\tab Glenn took that time to make himself scarce.\par
\tab Scurrying along the outer side of the church building in his preacher\rquote s clothes trying not to look like he was up to something or be noticed he made way to Pike\rquote s newly acquired custom van.  The new vehicle was close to being a mini recreational vehicle.  The vehicle sat parked with the access doors to the lee side facing the chain link fence and the farm-like bog beyond where wild goats roamed.\par
\tab The middle door of the van opened and there was his Union Leader smiling welcoming him.  Inside was Gina Gay.  She was fourteen; blond with bouncy titties, fresh face, shapely body, dazzling blue eyes.  She was also a junior high cheerleader and had the body to go with it.  Very seldom was she seen in a dress, her preferred attire was jeans.  \par
\tab Those jeans were at her ankles revealing to Glenn Gina clad in lavender panties.  The girl stood absolutely still and totally had Glenn captivated.  Pike patted the girl\rquote s ass then slid the panties down to her knees.  Glenn entered into the van\'85\par
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\tab There wasn\rquote t much time, the choir would sing a two minute song; announcements would be short; just the highlights and refresher for those who came to services late; Pastor Burl would give the call for soul saving, last prayer requests and finally dismissal.  Glenn figured he had ten minutes tops.  Seven on the inside but no more than ten minutes.\par
\tab Time enough.\par
\tab Gina lay out on a sofa bed naked.  Glenn had stood riveted watching as the girl was stripped off her clothing.  His cock surged and was ready to bust right then and there.  Somehow he managed to curb himself and wait.\par
\page\tab He didn\rquote t have to wait long, though; Union Leader Pike gave the once over of the girl, squeezed her young breasts, then spread opened her legs to gander at her trimmed poon.  Turning his head to his lingering sidekick,\par
\tab\ldblquote She\rquote s not a virgin.\rdblquote\par
\tab Glenn was ready to burst thinking of the girl getting nailed by some high school kid.  It was then that Glenn realized that Gina wasn\rquote t the only one Pike had \ldblquote acquired\rdblquote .  Another girl, Amanda Wayne was present\emdash why he hadn\rquote t noticed her before wasn\rquote t known but there she was at the swivel captain\rquote s chairs.\par
\tab Amanda Wayne was a cutey; blond hair, blue eyes, beginning to bud chest, short yellow polka dotted dress.  Her blond hair was long and straight; Gina\rquote s blond hair was short and sassy with some new style, too.  Amanda was known to Glenn, as were most of the congregation.  Glenn involved himself in some capacity to get to know everyone and usually as was the case he knew the children.  It was the children who were most important and needed guidance in the ways of religion in such trying and dire times.\par
\tab Pike moved to take Amanda\rquote s dress off and lower her yellow matching yellow panties.  Glenn watched for a moment totally lambasted by what was going on and what he was a part of.  Then his attention was back to Gina.  \par
\tab Pike\rquote s back was to him, he had Amanda totally naked and was squeezing her, caressing her and taking his time.  Time was one thing Glenn didn\rquote t have but needed a lot of.  Peeking out a concealed window he saw no one leaving the main sanctuary so there was a little time.  \par
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\tab It was a safe enough bet to be sure that Rev. Glenn Nedmacky had strong unnatural desires for the flesh.  Young flesh.  Teenage flesh.  He had a yearning so deep that words could not describe let alone satisfy.  The only satisfaction, of course, would be to merely submit.\par
\tab But fear put a damper on such frivolous festivities; he knew it was a risk engaging immorally with his daughters in his church office\emdash let alone in his own home.  It was those fears and trepidations that set a new course for the pillarly reverend\emdash all thanks be to his Union Leader, Pike.\par
\tab Backtracking, that day in the van at the church with Gina and Amanda;  the good Reverend spent a precious moment looking over the nakedness of Gina then he was on top of her grinding his cock against her non-virgin pussy. \par
\page\tab The man was engaging without really knowing that he was engaging.  It was a manner in which would make it easier for him to accept and therefore deal with.  This paved the way for Glenn to be more free, to be himself (in the capacity of being a lecherous but proud member of the perverted union he belonged to).\par
\tab Glenn did take in Gina Gay, admiring her young nakedness, her face, her breasts, all of her.  With her legs opened wide he took in her naked pussy not even making a comparison to the pussies of his daughters\emdash his own girls didn\rquote t even come to mind.  All there was was Gina\emdash it was the Here & Now and that was all that mattered.\par
\tab After a minute stolen to take in the girl\rquote s poon he positioned himself on her gliding his cock against her sex continuing to eye the girl all over.  It was a dream-fantasy cum true.  How many times had he been up on the stage, behind the pulpit, in the choir, sitting in his designated chair looking out over the congregation sighting in on Gina, Amanda, and a dozen other girls of various ages.  Girls of color, size, and status.  Girls who were too young for dream-fantasies, girls who\rquote s father\rquote s Glenn worked with closely, girls he had hugged (appropriately) and girls (same girls) he had seen out in the play yard tumbling and running amok somewhat revealing themselves unknowingly.\par
\tab With his cock surging to the point of being able to hold up a transit bridge, Glenn eased his manly manhood into Gina\rquote s fourteen year old cunt and began to fuck.  His hands roamed all over the girl with one hand coming to her supply butt and holding it there as he drove his rail all the way in.  There were no thoughts in his mind\emdash none.  He didn\rquote t think of his own girls, he gave no thought to any other girl, and there were no thoughts of time.\par
\tab Meanwhile, Pike slid Amanda\rquote s panties down and dress off.\par
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\tab Along with Gina tempting Glenn\rquote s desires, there was Dana Upshot, Bonitta Vasquez, Jaclynn McVee, Kristy Warner.  Lovely simply-fucking lovely girls Glenn more than anything wanted to see naked, legs open, fingering themselves.  What\rquote s that old adage\emdash ask and ye shall receive?\par
\tab There was, of course, an easier solution to Glenn\rquote s apprehensive mood about shagging young vixens in his church or his family in his home.  The big hang-up was, of course, the Wife.  \tab\par
\tab Solution?\par
\tab A little excursion to the cabin, of course.\par
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the Jonas problem\par
\tab Nancy Mulgivey was a good choice; midlevel cheerleader, bouncy chest, sweet face, honey blond hair, bursting emerald green eyes.  She was of good nature, a tutor to elementary students, popular, and equipped with the latest technology to foil attempts of EMADs.  She also had a GPS personal locator (which was becoming very popular if not mandatory for all citizens of the nation.)\par
\tab Nancy Mulgivey was a good choice.\par
\tab Nancy Mulgivey was a lure.\par
\tab There were lures for bass, crappie, salmon, trout and multiple species.  Some lures were shiny, had a shimmering effect; were of multiple colors, lengths, widths, and equipped with larvae-like appealing meals for said species albeit handmade from an expert.  Most avid fishermen had a tackle box of many lures for varying fishes in various locations.\par
\tab Pike Elsworth had one lure, an electronic mind altering device type lure.  He had two with the second being a prototype.  The prototype was unaltered; the other minding device had many upgrades and alterations.  The prototype was seldom used, it was a backup and kept well hidden.  The primary EMAD was well used.  Well used.\par
\tab In its current use it was a lure.  Not necessarily for the aforementioned cheerleader Nancy Mulgivey, but for the pesky Black Man Who Knew Too Much For His Own Good Jonas Williams.\par
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\tab\ldblquote Oh, she\rquote s a fine one, suh, yessur she\rquote s a fine one!\rdblquote  said a perky Jonas.  The old black janitor with days growth of white beard still had a sparkle in his aged eyes.  He smiled and looked over the cheerleader with some delight.\par
\tab In one way, Pike thought the old janitor\rquote s way of finagling his way into getting some young teen pussy was good.  It was sneaky, underhanded, and all that.  It also riled Pike who took offense at being blackmailed.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll\emdash uhm, leave you two alone.\rdblquote  Pike smiled and politely backed up to the office door.\par
\tab\ldblquote An\rquote  you sho\rquote  she wont know nothin\rquote ?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Absolutely.\rdblquote   \lquote trust me.\rquote\par
\tab Jonas turned his attention to Nancy; Pike closed the door\emdash but remained inside the office using the other function of the primary EMAD, the \ldblquote shimmer\rdblquote  effect enabling invisibility.\par
\page\tab Nancy stood still, clad in non-cheerleader clothing.  She was a very pretty girl, had not one but THREE boyfriends!  She was very popular.  No cheerleader skirt but a short mid-thigh skirt with a Fall theme.  Pike had told Jonas that the girl was totally his to do with as he pleased.  And Jonas Williams pleased a lot.  The grizzled janitor wavered his fingers before her face but had already been assured that the girl was \ldblquote mindless\rdblquote  with Pike squeezing her titties, raising her skirt and patting her crotch.  \par
\tab After a looksee over the girl, and the finger waving, Jonas ran his hands up and down the girl\rquote s sides, squeezed her breasts, then whirled around suddenly with wild eyes darting.  His face was all serious, a look Pike had not seen before.  He stood absolutely still as the old black man narrowed his eyes, careened his head and whispered \ldblquote you there?\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote cant see me, can you, you old fart!\rdblquote\par
\tab The old man ran his tongue about his yellowed teeth, licked his lips thoughtfully, wrinkled his nose, then on the sly brought out one of those laser pointers.  Suddenly did Jonas turn the teacher\rquote s device on and point it right at where Pike was standing.  Just as suddenly did Pike duck down just in time.  What the laser pointer would do to Pike he wasn\rquote t sure but he didn\rquote t want to be hit by it just the same.  Being invisible he thought the pointer would probably disrupt his own gadget\rquote s shimmering effect and thus reveal himself.\par
\tab That probably would be bad.\par
\tab Jonas wavered the pointer back and forth crossing mid way along the wall and the door.  But a look up to the clock on the wall motivated him to give up on paranoia and return to Nancy.\par
\tab He fumbled a bit undoing the clasp that secured her skirt\emdash but he managed and down it went to her ankles.  The old man chuckled, scratched his balls, farted, then worked off her flowery Fall color top then took a few seconds to ogle the girl in her bra and panties.\par
\tab Pike had been squatting all that time and when he stood up his knees popped.  Jonas whirled around again all serious with eyes piercing.  The laser pointer came out but as before, Pike ducked and Jonas merely wavered the device across back and forth.\par
\tab A minute elapsed\emdash Pike\rquote s knees were breaking and he was getting his fill of Jonas Williams.  Finally, though, the old man returned to Nancy but casually cocked his head over his shoulder.\par
\tab Pike\rquote s EMAD was doing ok and probably could overwhelm the old fart, but Pike wanted the tired old man to have one last thrill.  One last thrill.  But that tired old man was getting on Pike\rquote s nerves.\par
\page\tab With Nancy\rquote s bra off and panties at her ankles, Jonas Williams eased the girl down onto the crappy green sofa with well worn (and stained) cushions.  A few seconds of ogling the naked teen then he opened her legs and gander long and hard at her very well trimmed trim.  Then he muttered something under his breath and undone his janitor pants.  Out of his basic white boxers came his cock\emdash for being in his late 60s the man had a dick!  \par
\tab Pike guestimated the old fucker had a fuck stick measuring about eight (8) inches!  It was long, hard, and already cumming!  He gave his fuck stick a stroke, a squeeze and then he was on the girl dragging his cock up and down her gash before entering her.\par
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\tab A long sigh did Pike release\emdash he managed to stand without his knees popping.  All conditions on the EMAD were working well, time was getting on, though\emdash but so was Jonas.  The tired old janitor seriously made entry into the unconscious-like girl\emdash but only partially as the lengthy black mamba couldn\rquote t fit into the teen\rquote s pussy.\par
\tab Pike waited\emdash but didn\rquote t have to wait long (thankfully).  The grizzled black man got his Number 8s off, pulled out and humped against Nancy cunt for a few seconds, perspired all over, heaved and looked like he was going to die right then and there.  Pike hoped.  It be the shits for security to find the old fucker naked on top of the cheerleader.\par
\tab But that wasn\rquote t in Pike\rquote s plan.\par
\tab Jonas mawed the girl\rquote s breasts, sucked on each one and nipped the nipples all continuing to hump the cum soiled cunt until squirting and giving all that he could give.  Pike then tapped on the door and opened up, revealing himself, \ldblquote you about thru in here?\rdblquote  he asked.\par
\tab Jonas pushed himself up off of the girl, mopped his brow and pulled up clothes.  \ldblquote Galdern if she weren\rquote t a good\rquote un!\rdblquote  he smirked.\par
\tab\lquote you best go clean up in the gym.\rdblquote  Pike suggested.\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I think I\rquote ll just do that, Mr. Elsworth, I think I\rquote ll just do that!\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote then come back here when you\rquote re all clean.\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote And then I\rquote ll comes back here when I\rquote m all clean.\rdblquote\par
\tab Pike smiled and the grizzled sweaty stanky blackmailer eased by making way to the gym (and to the shower within.)  Then he was left alone with Nancy.\par
\tab Humping the cheerleader after Jonas decreased Pike\rquote s want.  Sure the girl was pretty but her pussy\emdash coated in another dude\rquote s cum just was a big turn off for him.  Using some towels and such he cleaned the girl up and though he wanted to fuck her, suck her titties, the image of Jonas filled his mind.\par
\page\tab He had gone to too much trouble, though, acquiring the girl and manipulating Jonas not to \ldblquote get some\rdblquote  himself.  After cleaning her up a bit he pinned her legs up along his chest and eased his adequate cock into her poop chute.  He did make a try at peeking into her mind but Nancy was different; it wasn\rquote t that she resisted it as it was her brain waves (of which the EMAD captured and manipulated to the User\rquote s whim) could not overwhelm enough to allow Mind Peeking that would ultimately allude to Q&A.\par
\tab Be that as it may, Pike roamed his hands over her and thought of the other cheerleaders\emdash the Freshman class had a very nice batch of girls, the Sophomore class wasn\rquote t bad; the girls of the Junior class\emdash wow; and the girls for the Senior squad\emdash they had moves, parts, and experience.  Six girls per squad/class.  Twenty-four girls.  Fifteen years to eighteen years.  Blond, dark hair, shades of brown; black girls, Chinese girls, Mexican; tall, short, average, peppy, fuckable.\par
\tab He made a mental list then proceeded with the anal intrusion.\par
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\tab\ldblquote This don\rquote t look like the garden, huh?\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote yes, it is; there\rquote s the building, there\rquote s them sunflowers--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh, yeah, yeah, I sees them now, sho\rquote nuff.\rdblquote\par
\tab Sho\rquote nuff.  But there weren\rquote t a sunflower plant nowhere.  No garden shed, either; no plot of land where the biology students and others had various garden crops growing.  What there was was a lone backroad, barbed fencing, a few rocks, some boulders, and a lot of desert-scape.\par
\tab It sho\rquote  as shit wasn\rquote t the garden club\rquote s area behind the high school.\par
\tab The drive from the high school to (destination not disclosed) seemed even longer than usual.  Pike was pensive; and though lo there were no other vehicles on the main paved road\emdash Pike continuously checked the mirrors and scanned the road ahead.  So much so that he missed the turn off to the (destination not disclosed).\par
\tab Jonas sat in the passenger seat with his mind partially his and partially not.  Every now and then he would muse, look around curiously, and show some concern.  Pike would casually tweak the \ldblquote gain\rdblquote  on the EMADs control panel and Jonas would once more settle down to a mindless manner.\par
\tab From the turn-off from the paved road to the (destination not disclosed) was usually a five mile jaunt.  It seemed much longer than that and once more Pike managed to rumble passed the turn-off from the dirt road that led to Quartzton and the narrow winding road that led up to his property.\par
\page\tab Once finally arriving at his final destination\emdash or Jonas Williams\rquote  final destination, Pike sat for some minutes in his car.  For a while before, during, and after he had contemplated long and hard about what to do with his Jonas problem.  There weren\rquote t many solutions.  The most prominent one was one less cared for but one that was most secure.\par
\tab Jonas was a loose end and a liability.  Pike was sure for some certainty that at some point, the grizzled fucker would step up his blackmailing and Pike couldn\rquote t go that.\par
\tab The winding path up to the cabin seemed longer, steeper, narrower, too.  Pike had to guide Jonas by the elbow up the hilly incline and once at the top pause and almost\emdash almost take the old fart back to the car and back to the school.\par
\tab But he didn\rquote t.  The old fucker knew too much and was holding it over his head.  Sure he was sly and using what he knew to \ldblquote get some\rdblquote  and that in itself was nothing shy of wrong.  But there was the lingering fear that the son-of-a-bitch would up the ante and press Pike and as stated\emdash that just wouldn\rquote t go.  If not money then more teen pussy for a lifetime or something else.  The man was a liability. \par
\tab With a sigh, Pike escorted Jonas passed the family miner\rquote s cabin and along the very narrow path to the gorge beyond.  Gray clouds filled the landscape horizon beyond and the air temperature and dipped to an unusual cool.  There was a slight breeze whipping about stirring thru the boughs of the few pines standing about lazily among the boulders and rim of the open gorge.\par
\tab There were reservations, of course, about the pending solution to the Jonas problem.  It was something Pike didn\rquote t particularly wish to engage in but it was necessary.  Jonas was a problem, a liability, a loose end that needed resolution.  In that resolution was \ldblquote solution.\rdblquote   The solution was the unfriendly gorge.  Jonas had lived nearly 70 years.  \par
\tab A wash of heat came up from the gorge\rquote s craggy bottom.  Pike closed his eyes and gave Jonas Williams a more than gentle push\'85\par
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Sidekick Union Meeting this Saturday Night!\par
Remote Undisclosed Location\par
Refreshments and Treats for all Attendees and their escorts\par
Cum-Stay-Play in the Hay\par
New Inductees!  \par
It will be a mind warping experience!\par
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North American Professional Perverts Association Card Issuance \par
Sidekick Union Standing Card Bearers:  \par
Karl Nambly\'85\'85\'85\'85\'85\'85status:  (deceased)\par
Glenn Nedmacky (Rev.).....status:  active\par
Macklin Borelin\'85\'85\'85\'85..status:  pending/new member\par
Rangers Dan Dickerson/Donna Wanda\'85status:  pending/new member\par
Logan Beseven\'85..\'85\'85\'85.status:  pending/new member\par
Napoleon Orvane.\'85\'85\'85...status:  pending/new member\par
John Cebeer w/Brittany/Samantha\'85status:  pending/new member\par
Mike Notlitty w/family\'85..status:  pending/new member\par
Daniel Millard\'85\'85\'85\'85....status:  pending/new member\par
Kenny Willson\'85\'85\'85\'85...status:  pending/new member\par
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In no particular order\par
\tab Inductee in the Young Persons Category:  Kenny Willson \par
\tab Rudy Huxable had a problem\emdash his name was Kenny Willson (with two \ldblquote L\rquote s\rdblquote ).  Kenny Willson (with two \ldblquote L\rquote s) had a problem, his shenanigans with Rudy were telling.  Luckily, though, Union Leader Pike Elsworth was in the know and happily made out a card for the young man.\par
\tab Kenny Willson wasn\rquote t himself obnoxious but he had an older brother who was and was a major influence on his younger sibling.  Rudy Huxable like Kenny (but not in a creepy way) but couldn\rquote t stand his older obnoxious brother.  The older brother had a slant on the female race and thought of himself as a God-given gift to mankind (and especially womankind.)  \par
\tab Regardless of how she felt about Kenny\rquote s brother, Rudy liked Kenny (as a friend) and they hung out together (as friends.)  Movies, miniature golfing, prowling the mall, and visiting one another at the other\rquote s house\emdash usually at Rudy\rquote s.  \par
\tab There were, though, times where Kenny\rquote s brother was not at home or going to be home or something where the obnoxious self proclaimed Ladies Man would not be there\emdash those times Rudy felt comfortable enough to be in the house.  For Rudy and Kenny to be mere eleven years young they were given a lot of leeway about their freedoms.\par
\tab The nitty & the gritty of it.\par
\tab As stated, Rudy \ldblquote liked\rdblquote  Kenny.  He was charming in his own way, he was forthright, not a dumbass, not overly pompous like his brother, and there was just some sort of chemistry that pulled the two together\emdash and then some.\par
\page\tab Rudy Huxable had a brother, a few years older, and they engaged off and on with the typical brother-sister relationship of \ldblquote touchy-feely\rdblquote  and \ldblquote peeky-seey.\rdblquote   No oral, anal, or even rubbing\emdash it was simply exposing themselves to each other and a little fondling to go along with it.\par
\tab In Kenny\rquote s room; Rudy was nude.  So was Kenny.\par
\tab In Rudy\rquote s mind there were two battles going on\emdash she saw herself engaging immorally with Kenny, submitting to his whims and wills upon her; but she couldn\rquote t see herself in that submission.  That meant she was something like two peoples; one was acting and one was watching the acting without intervening (like she should.)  Rudy saw herself undressing and being naughty and though she didn\rquote t particularly wish to engage in such mannerisms she couldn\rquote t stop herself either.  She seemed to willingly go along with Kenny\rquote s commands:  \ldblquote let\rquote s take our clothes off.\rdblquote   \ldblquote let\rquote s touch each other.\rdblquote   \ldblquote lay down on the bed, open your legs.\rdblquote  And so on.\par
\tab Rudy also, wasn\rquote t upset or angry but went along casually engaging.  There was some giddiness and embarrassment but that seemed overshadowed as well.\par
\tab After stripping off her clothes and standing naked before the already naked Kenny, she handled his pud\emdash just like she did with her brother.  She masturbated him, fondled his balls, then went to the bed (as per command.)  Once on the bed, as per command, she spread her legs open and Kenny came unto her, licking her pussy.  Rudy was more than embarrassed at this point and more than giddy.  For a moment whilst Kenny licked her out she felt herself\emdash she felt like she could bolt and run.  Panic ensued and the young girl could barely breathe.\par
\tab Then the panic was curbed and Rudy felt a sudden gush of new giddy thriving through out her young body.  Her nipples hardened and a strange tingling sensation erupted in her pussy.\par
\tab Her thoughts went all over the place as her eyes darted about Kenny\rquote s room\emdash there were pictures of prominent black artists of all genres on the walls; the weird color of greenish paint; science projects dangling from the ceiling, \ldblquote Herbie\rdblquote  the wonder hamster having a fit in his cage, and Kenny\rquote s tongue working strange new wonders to her poon.\par
\tab Rudy thought of a couple other boys\emdash they just suddenly appeared in her mind; Randy Simpson and Julio Gaza.  Randy was white and Julio was Mexican.  Rudy liked white boys and she herself didn\rquote t find \ldblquote race\rdblquote  an issue on who she should like and not.  That was for the older generation.  Being black herself she felt some prejudices but shrugged it off attesting it to \ldblquote that\rquote s their problem.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab After Kenny had licked out her pussy all he wanted, he crawled up onto her laying his sleek naked black body against hers.  Once more there was some trepidation on Rudy\rquote s part, but it lingered only a moment and then evaporated.  Kenny began to grind against her; he was a handsome boy with a nice smile, handsome all over and then some.\par
\tab Just as Kenny was about to make penetration\emdash\par
\tab The bedroom door opened.\par
\tab Kenny\rquote s brother, Carlton, waltzed in.  Rudy\rquote s fears overwhelmed all else and she scampered up the bed with great alarm swallowing her.  Kenny jumped off the bed and seemed angry\emdash words between the two brothers were exchanged but Rudy\rquote s fear gripped her mind so that she didn\rquote t understand them.\par
\tab From Kenny\rquote s mind, though, Pike found this:\par
\tab\ldblquote You\rquote re not supposed to be here!\rdblquote   (Kenny)\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, I know.\rdblquote   (Carlton)\par
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\tab What happened next was a little fuzzy; from Rudy\rquote s point of view there seemed to be a lapse of time.  From Kenny\rquote s point of view there was just fuzziness.  Both Rudy and Kenny were young and the incident was months previous\emdash a lot had gone on in their lives since then to disrupt the flow of events that transpired in the bedroom.  But,\par
\tab\ldblquote the next thing you know\'85\rdblquote\par
\tab Rudy and Kenny were side by side, naked, against Kenny\rquote s bed.  Carlton behind them chastising them for their antics and giving Rudy a choice; \ldblquote take a spanking or I\rquote ll call your parents.\rdblquote\par
\tab Neither choice was good, but the \ldblquote call your parents\rdblquote  was worse.  Rudy\rquote s Daddy was a doctor and her Mommy a lawyer.  She came from a reasonable good home in an affluent part of the city.  A moment was needed to mull over the consequences then she shrugged and said \ldblquote I\rquote ll take the spanking.\rdblquote\par
\tab Carlton used his hands to dish punishment to Rudy and Kenny.  The strikes were swift and repetitive\emdash against her bare ass.  At home, she had gotten swift spanks before\emdash but with clothes on.  Once, when she had fought with another sibling and backtalked to her Mommy, she got her britches pulled down (but her panties remained on.)\par
\tab After her ass was well tenderized it was Kenny\rquote s turn.  From Rudy\rquote s point of view:  \ldblquote Hey,\rdblquote  said Kenny, \ldblquote this aint part of the deal!\rdblquote  From Kenny\rquote s point of view:  \ldblquote Hey, this aint part of the deal!\rdblquote  to wit his brother chortled, \ldblquote It is now.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab With her ass stinging Rudy rubbed and rubbed to caress and hopefully take the bite out of the stinging.  Her young impressionable young mind was in uproar with mixed information.  A grand cacophony chorused in her mind making no sense whatsoever\emdash all there was to do was to rub her ass.\par
\tab After the sting to her ass had calmed down some she was turned about.  Carlton was speaking,\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t think you\rquote re parents will like knowing what you were doing.\rdblquote\par
\tab The statement caught Rudy a little off her guard.  But he was right, her parents wouldn\rquote t like knowing what she and Kenny had been doing, or almost going to do.  Fear gripped her and it didn\rquote t seem to matter that she was naked and naked in the presence of Kenny and his older brother.  \par
\tab\ldblquote No they wouldn\rquote t.\rdblquote  Rudy managed to say.\par
\tab\ldblquote So, I\rquote ll give you a choice.\rdblquote  \par
\tab Kenny gave a sidewise glance to Rudy; Rudy stood with one hand methodically still rubbing her still stinging ass, the other hand just hanging at her side with no intention of concealing her bold nakedness.  Kenny was in a bit of a pissed mood\emdash in his mind \ldblquote Fucker coulda waited, I was just about to get some!\rdblquote  Carlton was supposed to (apparently) wait until AFTER Kenny had fucked Rudy.  After.  Big Brothers, though, have their own ideas.\par
\tab The choice was, \ldblquote I call your folks to come pick you up (as you are (naked)) or you suck my dick.\rdblquote\par
\tab Some choice.\par
\tab From Rudy\rquote s point of view:  it was strange, she thought she would appalled at the statement of choicing but she thought of her Mom and Dad and just how pissed they would be.  Very pissed.  No allowance, grounded, and admonishment\emdash living in the house afterwards would be difficult and she would have to be on her very-very best behavior.  And the loss of respect\emdash she would have to deal with that and that would be a toughie.\par
\tab So sucking dick didn\rquote t seem to be that big a deal.\par
\tab From Kenny\rquote s point of view:  naked Rudy eased to her knees before Carlton and his meat stick.  She eyed the one-eyed monster, cocked her head then put her fingers about the shaft and began masturbating it.  Kenny began masturbating himself and watched in gleeful awe as Rudy put her lips to Carlton\rquote s cock.\par
\tab From Pike\rquote s point of view:  Kenny was someone he would consider as a sidekick, a junior sidekick.  The boy himself didn\rquote t possess an EMAD but had access to one.  Carlton had the electronic mind altering device but it was a hit and miss gadget and not reliable.  But when it was\'85\par
\page\tab The Willson boys shared the device with Carlton having the minding device most times and having dibs on whoever Kenny used the device on.  Kenny only had one mind he wanted to control\emdash Rudy.  Carlton had many but his overconfidence in the illegal contraption caused related problems\emdash the device often failed or failed after capture of the Subjects brain waves.  Luckily, for Carlton, the Subject was not aware of being manipulated and Carlton had usually not gotten very far in his debauchery with said Subject.\par
\tab The Willsons attended a church.  Guess which one?\par
\tab Good guess.\par
\tab Pike had often admired Rudy, she was about the prettiest black girl he had seen.  She was always poised so nicely, spoke well, was well mannered, and smelled of fresh flowers.  \par
\tab Kenny, though he pinned heavily for Rudy, had darting eyes for other girls of various ages.  Pike admired the boy\rquote s choices and readily handed him a Union Card of Professional Perverts.\par
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cheerleader season\par
\tab Glenn Nedmacky had reservations abut \ldblquote fixing\rdblquote  his wife; there was the want to but there was the unsettled fear, too.  So there was for Glenn, then, the next best thing\emdash someone else.  In the house of Pike the good Reverend was not only sinking his reverend bone into his daughter, Jessie, he was getting off with little Julie, too.\par
\tab Pike saw the passion\emdash it was more than conquering, more than even simple sex.  It was a passion.  And it wasn\rquote t just for Julie.  And it wasn\rquote t just for young ones.  It was pussy other than his wife!  Age didn\rquote t matter.  There were reservations about dipping his wick into \ldblquote other\rdblquote  than female holes, but there was a curiosity just the same.\par
\tab As it happened, Glenn had to go to an adjoining town to honor a fellow preacher.  Family not invited.  It was no big deal, one of those \ldblquote last minute\rdblquote  callings where a man takes five minutes to dress and prepare for the journey\emdash but a woman needs a week\rquote s advance notice and an entire day to prepare herself and pack for an overnight excursion.\par
\tab Glenn\rquote s every the ready assistant was more than willing to take up the pulpit duties and right as rain that late afternoon he found himself in the van of his Union leader heading for an unknown destination not particularly wondering why.  An overnight excursion\emdash simply put for \ldblquote other than religious reasons.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab Pike casually explained that the cabin was more secure, private, informal, and mostly remote.  The family cabin provided for deviant levels in excess of norms.\par
\tab\ldblquote No one will bother us,\rdblquote  Pike said, thusly allowing the two men to act beyond the norms of their usual selves.  Both men had cell phones enabling them contact with their families (if necessary.)  Other than that, they were on their own.\par
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\tab At the cabin:  \par
\tab Kristy Warner came to her senses (her own) somewhat.  She was dazed, confused, and didn\rquote t feel quite right\emdash or didn\rquote t feel that something about her wasn\rquote t quite right.  Her confusion, though, reigned supreme and disabled her abilities to comprehend her situation.\tab There were others with her and they were in just about the same frame of being\emdash confused.  \par
\tab Slowly there was recognition\emdash Dane Gothly was with her, another boy she didn\rquote t know, and Jaclynn McVee she wished she didn\rquote t know.  Both girls didn\rquote t get along but it wasn\rquote t for egos, the fact that Jacylynn was a year older, but for the simple fact that Dane Gothly was their primary interest (and Dane Gothly though a year older than Kristy liked Kristy better than Jacylynn!)\par
\tab Jacylynn was determined to do anything and everything in her power to make Dane Gothly hers and hers alone.  Well\'85\par
\tab Kristy also recognized Bonitta Vasquez and three other girls from their church plus another boy.  To Kristy, she felt not so much as \ldblquote at odds\rdblquote  with herself but more with the surroundings.  She was in unfamiliar surroundings and barely could make since of them.  There was no furniture to speak of; there was one of those huge wooden spool things utility companies used that served as a table; a couple of questionable wooden chairs, an iron bed with mattress and basic bedding.\par
\tab That was about it.\par
\tab There was a huge fireplace and then just lots of scattered remnants of bedding, clothing, pails, and so on.  It was a dirty cluttered room with a window over what was assumed to be a sink.  There was one counter, then a sink with an old fashioned pump attached, then a plank of wood supported by a barrel to serve as the rest of the kitchen counter.  No cabinets.\par
\tab The air was musty and listless.  \par
\tab From Pike\rquote s point of view:  the EMAD was a wondrous device and had many uses and applications.  For the most part, it could be used for Good but the intent was not there.  Manipulating minds was the in-thing and though sidekick Glenn was aware he was not in the know.\par
\page\tab Time to change that.\par
\tab From Glenn\rquote s point of view:  the awareness of Pike\rquote s mind manipulator was known to him but had not been formerly introduced.  Silently, to himself, he had always wanted one.  At first, when the infernal damnation gadgets came to be known to the world, Glenn secretly desired one for home use.  But, then, he had no idea that his family, excluding his wife, were naughty on their own!  \par
\tab Bonnie Zythe was eleven.  She was very pretty, long brown hair, soft brown eyes, semi-shapely body that Glenn instantly saw as naked.  She was the daughter of Terry and Bridgett Zythe, they weren\rquote t members of his church but he knew them.\par
\tab None of the group in the remote cabin were of Glenn\rquote s church, but he knew them.  It was deemed safer to \ldblquote acquire\rdblquote  the group from other than Glenn\rquote s own community church.  There were, though, prospective subjects that could be later acquired while on the premises.  But that was for later.  The Here and Now concerned Bonnie Zythe, Cayleen Kruss, Dana Upshot, Bonitta Vasquez, Kristy Warner, Jacylynn McVee, Dane Gothly, and Paul Gaulston.\par
\tab All of those aforementioned came to Glenn\rquote s church for a variety of functions and he had desires for them.  Each of the girls had a special place in his thoughts; he was not so interested in the boys, Dane and Paul.  Pike, though, was.\par
\tab Glenn was assured that the group would not recognize him, this assurance came by way of formal introduction to the little mind manipulator Pike held close to him like a lover.  It was a little overwhelming as Glenn Nedmacky was not so up on electronic gadgetry and barely made his way around his laptop computer.\par
\tab Pike explained the processes of the EMAD; how it found brain waves of Subjects, captured brain waves of Subjects then manipulated said brain waves of said Subjects.  Simple.\par
\tab Glenn had already seen the proof with Amanda and Gina (and he assumed Julie and the houseguest boys were also with their minds \ldblquote manipulated.\rdblquote   In that, he was assured that the planned \ldblquote fixing\rdblquote  to his wife would take hold.\par
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\tab Choices\emdash choices.  Bonnie, Cayleen, Dana, Bonitta, Kristy, Jacylynn.\par
\tab Bonnie was eleven years young while Jacylynn was fourteen.  The others fell in between being twelve and thirteen.  Pike mentioned casually, \ldblquote We can do anything to them,\rdblquote  he said with a smile, \ldblquote and they wont be able to do anything back.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab And so it began, it was late evening; the air stifling outside but a portable air conditioner helped the desert atmosphere to a more tolerable ambient level (inside the cabin anyways.)  The air was still a little stale, the stank and dank that existed inside the cabin was on a permanent basis\emdash but at least it was cooler.\par
\tab\lquote take off your shirt.\rquote\par
\tab To Glenn\rquote s amazement (and awe), eleven year old Bonnie Zythe undone her shirt and pulled it off.  He knew very well that the girl would not do such a thing in mixed company.  And once the shirt was discarded so came the girl\rquote s dainty pinkish bra.\par
\tab Glenn nearly melted, he had always admired a girl and her bouncy chest and made small mental notes about their varying sizes.  His cock ached and sprang quickly to full hardness.  Bonnie had some lovely mounds, supple and young, tender and ripe.  The yearning for the girl increased and then she was undoing her green jeans.\par
\tab Green cotton panties with multicolored flowers all over them greeted Pike and Glenn.  They were snug fitting (as panties should be) giving both men a reason to live.  The jeans were pushed down to her knees as both men enjoyed seeing girls clad merely in their panties.\par
\tab Then the girl pushed her panties down to stand basically naked.\par
\tab Glenn was beside himself, mouth agape, eyes staring in utter awe.\par
\tab With the girl wearing shoes she required steadying to fully become \ldblquote undressed\rdblquote  then she was guided over to the single bed.  It was a bit dusty and required some shaking out the bedding.  The whole interior of the cabin could use some sprucing up\emdash but later.\par
\tab While Bonnie laid out on the bed, legs open, Pike stripped off his clothes.  Glenn was apprehensive and remained clothed and in awe.  Pike got beside the naked girl who gave no indication that anything was wrong.  She gave no hesitations, cries, quips, or anything of the like.  The girl gave only a miniscule acknowledgement of being molested; her nipples hardened, her young body tensed and a curious expression befell upon her face.\par
\tab She was a lovely girl\emdash especially naked!  \par
\tab Pike\rquote s fingers diligently (and expertly) fingered her virgin poon.  His cock hardened and began to grind on its own against Bonnie\rquote s thigh.  The finger segued to more earnest probing working his two middle fingers into her pussy but managing only one due to the girl\rquote s age and body size\emdash and being as virgin.\par
\page\tab After much ado about fingering-fingering-fingering, Pike forgo giving the girl\rquote s cunt a lick and positioned himself on top of her.  By now, Glenn was in agony watching.   What he was watching was just pure out and out rape, the rape of a child.  But he himself had put his cock into Julie and she was only ten!  He had put his dick into Jessica and Lucy and they were his own children!  (plus humping on Rachel whilst she slept and spilling his God-given seed.)\par
\tab Pike humped on Bonnie\emdash humped-humped-humped with penetration occurring two minutes after.  Bonnie made a yelp and her young body tensed up all the more.  But her young mind was still confined to the wills of the electronic mind manipulator and that was all there was to it.\par
\tab Bonnie continued to make little sounds as she was penetrated; Pike eased up on his pumping action and settled on mawing her delicate breasts allowing his cock to surge in the girl\rquote s young pussy rather than hump it.\par
\tab Glenn realized he was watching a naked man.  It was a little embarrassing and he noted, too, that it didn\rquote t seem to matter that the naked man was in essence raping a young girl\'85\par
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\tab After the de-virginizing of Bonnie Zythe, she was cleaned up and allowed to \ldblquote rest\rdblquote .  Pike cleaned himself up and smiled to his sidekick.  Glenn was uneasy; there was marked confusion and concern filling his mind.  There was the \ldblquote want to\rdblquote  participate in the debauchery but some concern about the ordeal, too.\par
\tab After Pike put Bonnie across his lap, patted her ass\emdash then patted it harder, Glenn was more at ease.  \ldblquote They wont know anything.\rdblquote  Pike told him.  They might to some degree but afterwards\emdash on their way back to society they would not remember what had happened to them.  So, was the message, feel free to be more than yourself\emdash or less.\par
\tab Still, though, it was difficult for the Sidekick to freely join in.  He watched with some gaining enthusiasm as Bonnie\rquote s tender lily white ass turned a nice shade of red.\par
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\tab from Kristy\rquote s point of view:\par
\tab She heard the words but they didn\rquote t make sense \ldblquote take off your clothes.\rdblquote   That wasn\rquote t right.  She wasn\rquote t in her bedroom, she wasn\rquote t in the gym, she was somewhere unfamiliar to her and some MAN she didn\rquote t know was standing before her.  There were other people about but she couldn\rquote t rightly make out who they were\emdash it was like there was a grayish fog surrounding her, or them.\par
\page\tab\lquote are you a virgin?\rquote\par
\tab Kristy took great offense at being asked such a bold question; it was no one\rquote s business but hers.  But then suddenly she found herself replying,\par
\tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote\par
\tab Kristy was aghast at the admission.  She could scarcely breathe.  How could she willingly admit something so personal to someone she didn\rquote t know.  When she tried to clear her head she felt dizzy and faint.  Then hands were holding her up and a face was staring into hers.\par
\tab\lquote relax.\rquote  The word was not only a verb but had some sort of miraculous affect on her.  The fog shrouding her remained, she had no idea where she was, confusion still lingered upon her, but she was\emdash relaxed.\par
\tab\lquote do you give head?\rquote   \lquote take it (dick) in the ass?\rquote   \lquote lick out another girl\rquote s pussy?\rquote   \lquote get caught masturbating (by parent)?\rquote   \lquote have risky sex (public)?\rquote   \lquote have sex with someone you\rquote re not supposed to?\rquote\par
\tab Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, and yes.  Wonderful girl\emdash thirteen, too!\par
\tab Kristy Warner had a passion\emdash a couple of passions; she like boys, she like sports, and she like sex.  Not necessarily in that order.  And the boys, not of her age group.  Not even close.  Kristy Warner liked boys a little on the young side.  Well, don\rquote t we all!?\par
\tab Shawn Barvee was one of the boys she liked, he was seven and way-way cute.  Kristy often babysat him and often times he came to her house where the hanky and panky occurred.  Kristy adored the little seven year old and easily got him to be naughty with her.  It had started innocently enough\emdash while peeing the toilet lid fell onto his penis.  Kristy was right there to lend aid.\par
\tab And stroking it wasn\rquote t enough.\par
\tab Donny Blyweather was another boy she adored, he was eight.\par
\tab Brad Durwood was yet another boy, he was ten.\par
\tab One of Kristy\rquote s best friends was naughty, too\emdash but she liked girls.  Young girls as well as girls in her age group.  So far as Kristy knew or was aware, just herself and another were the only ones Miriam was having a secret tryst with.\par
\tab Pike was enthralled.  Kristy was someone who could be a sidekick member, too!  The swirling images in Kristy\rquote s mind were revealing; in a woody area, bright with sunlight streaming thru the pines and cedars, Kristy and Shawn Barvee were having what looked like a little picnic.  The boy was cute, Pike had to admit; sandy brown hair, beautiful blue eyes, round face, typical boy.\par
\page\tab After a small sandwich, chips, and some water, the two sang songs, played a clapping game, then looked up into the trees to find who was chirping at them.  They saw some chipmunks and a lone deer then little Shawn had to pee.  Into the bushes where any possible prying eyes couldn\rquote t see\emdash but Kristy\rquote s mind saw and so thusly so did Pike.\par
\tab On her knees Kristy poised herself behind Shawn; Shawn didn\rquote t seem embarrassed and hauled out his little pee-pee to commence peeing.  As he finished his last squirts, Kristy \ldblquote reached around\rdblquote  and began stroking his little dinkus.  Again, Shawn exhibited no embarrassment.\par
\tab Shawn blushed, giggled, and squirted a little more pee before being turned around.  Kristy then placed her hand inside his underwear and fondled his bald balls.  From fondling to easing his pants and underwear down\emdash then she really fondled his bald balls plus stroked his hardened puddling.\par
\tab From there the girl caressed the boy\rquote s butt and really got into\emdash just rubbing in circles wasn\rquote t enough, Kristy squeezed the soft ass with the slipping of her fingers into his crack, too!\par
\tab After fondling, fingering, exploring, Kristy sat back and undone her shirt.  Shawn helped.  Her basic white simple bra came off, too.  Shawn took over fondling the teenage breasts bared before him.  He grinned and Kristy re-fondled his cock tugging on it while hugging the boy into her nuzzling his head between her barely teen mounds.\par
\tab Then she stood and undone her pants pushing them down.\par
\tab Shawn grinned\emdash though lo he was seven he was wise enough to know something naughty was going on and he was a part of it.  Kristy looked around for security\rquote s sake then slipped down her panties.  Shawn\rquote s pud seemed to grow a little more\'85\par
\tab Laying down shucking her shoes, pants, and panties the seventh grader looked very nice and unabashed about her doings.  Shawn came to lay on her and for a moment or two Kristy merely caressed his butt (again), squeezing the cheeks and \ldblquote digging.\rdblquote   Then she was maneuvering the boy to where his hardened puddling gouged her cunt.\par
\tab With her hands gripping his boyish butt, Kristy glided her young lover up and down gouging his cock against her sex.  Soon, though, she was manipulating that cock into her sex.  With a little help from Kristy, Shawn made entry and began pumping on his own.\par
\tab In her own room she had Brad Durwood.  He was ten and like with Shawn they got naked and did fingering and fondling; but there was more, too.  With Brad, Kristy got cornholed and eaten out.\par
\page\tab On her bed, on her hands and knees, Brad humped Kristy\rquote s ass.  Laying out on her bed with her legs splayed wide open, Brad ate out Kristy\rquote s cunt.  He shaved it, too; in the bathroom on the floor with one leg hooked on the bathtub and the other on the toilet, Kristy got her poon nicely shaven by the ten year old who afterwards drove his prick into it and fucked.\par
\tab Kristy was deserving of a sidekick union card, too!\par
\tab In Kristy\rquote s mind Pike not only saw but felt the feelings the young teen had for her young lovers.  Shawn reigned supreme in her mind; it wasn\rquote t just the sex part but the whole naughtiness combined.  She loved caressing Shawn\rquote s bare ass, fondling his little dick then having him rub that little dick all over her\emdash mostly her face and breasts.  Engaging in sex with Shawn was the epitome of joy and sexual release.\par
\tab With Shawn there was no chance of getting pregnant.  With Brad, he was a cummer and that worried Kristy.  A couple of times she got the boy to be with a condom on, but there were a couple of other times where he didn\rquote t.  Another boy was a non-cummer, too; he was eight.  With him, Kristy was very naughty\emdash although, taking dick to the ass was pretty naughty in itself, with Donny Blyweather Kristy had him pee on her.\par
\tab She didn\rquote t know why, but she seemed inordinately fascinated with a boy peeing.  In her room babysitting the young Donny and after getting naked together, they got into the bathtub to \ldblquote play around.\rdblquote   That playing including suckling\emdash mostly with young Donny suckling on Kristy\rquote s breasts.  She hugged the boy greatly while he enjoyed her teen mounds; she caressed his butt, spanked it, dug into the crack and experienced slight orgasmic pleasures as a result.\par
\tab Kristy also suckled on Donny, taking all of his young pud as well as his hairless nuggets.  After getting him to have water and soda and punch his bladder was well enough at the bursting point.  There was no explaining it, not even to herself, but sitting naked in the bathtub with the naked Donny Blyweather before her also naked with a stout schlong peeing on her excited her.  Mostly she had the little squirter piss on her chest and pussy.  Thereafter she lay down having Donny lay on her and they then thusly commenced to regular fucking.\par
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\tab Storm clouds loomed on the horizon; a cool breeze wafted up from the lower desert; bats could be heard squeaking and darting nearby; and Kristy\rquote s mind was still mired in confusion.  There was no making sense of what was happening to her; she was uncomfortable for one\emdash naked for another.\par
\page\tab Across the old hitching post outside the miner\rquote s cabin Kristy was poised.  There was just enough light in the gloomy day to reveal the girl\rquote s wondrous ass.  And Pike did find the girl\rquote s ass wondrous.  He marveled at it, smoothed his hands over it, struck it to bring it to a nice shade of red, then parted the cheeks and began the intrusion.\par
\tab Kristy fussed some, wriggled but though lo she was not restrained she was unable to \ldblquote free herself\rdblquote  from being assaulted.  She wriggled, tensed up trying to fend off the intruding penis but to no avail.  There was no understanding why she could not properly fight off what was happening to her.\par
\tab Pike understood and gleefully made full anal penetration.\par
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\tab Inside the cabin, free to be himself, free to be less than himself, Sidekick Full Member 002 eased himself freely into the mouth of twelve year old Dana Upshot.  Her parents were well off; Daddy Upshot was a city councilman and owned not one but three business with one being a car dealership.  Mommy Upshot ran a successful real estate company.  \par
\tab Dana, Bonitta, Cayleen, and Paul had GPS locators on their person.  Optimum word \ldblquote had.\rdblquote   After the discovery the nifty child locator items were attached to wondering stray doggies.\par
\tab It had taken a few minutes before Glenn shucked his clothing\emdash and morals.  \ldblquote T-take off your clothes.\rdblquote  He stammered to Dana.  The girl undressed herself and Glenn got all the harder watching her do so.  He enjoyed immensely watching a girl undress\emdash it was a cheap thrill and alluded to a part of foreplay.\par
\tab Once the girl had her top and bra off, pants and panties at her ankles, Glenn was ready to shoot.  The other members of the collective group were assembled; standing, sitting, on the bed, waiting in silence.  No one saw Glenn naked (or Dana).  Looking over them all for a security check Glenn was satisfied and thought hard what he would do firstly with the naked Dana.\par
\tab For twelve, Dana was well developed.  Unlike Pike, though, he didn\rquote t have Q&A abilities (Pike had the EMAD with him).  The girl could only follow simple verbal commands.  Glenn was cool with that and looked her over comparing her to his own girls.  Moral thoughts began to creep into his psyche so he stopped the comparison.  Dana had a nice body to be sure; developing young pre-teen breasts, a nice-nice shaped ass; and a bit of fuzz covering her pussy.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote On-on\emdash go to your knees.\rdblquote  Glenn said nervously.\par
\tab Surprisingly, the girl went slowly right to her knees; pants and panties still at her ankles.  She was a lovely girl; soft semi-style brown hair, hair clips to keep that lovely hair out of her face; a sweet child-like face, thin lips, some freckling around the nose base area; and Glenn\rquote s semi expert eyes determining that she was NOT a virgin.\par
\tab Stepping up to the girl he rubbed his Daddy/Reverend dong all over that sweet face.  His thoughts began to evaporate; his concerns, worries, everything no longer mattered and he was just there for the glory of sexual albeit deviant pleasure.\par
\tab There was a difference in putting his pud into Dana\rquote s mouth as opposed than putting his pud into Jessica, Lucy, and Rachel.  What the difference was he couldn\rquote t rightly determine\emdash but once again, it was a thought; a pesky interruptive thought disrupting his pleasure.  Quickly he dismissed the thought and settled on humping Dana Upshot\rquote s mouth.\par
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\tab Once the \ldblquote want to\rdblquote  filled him, nearly consuming him.  Kristy Warner had a nice body but not only that was a nice girl.  She was a tomboy, loved sports and enjoyed playing baseball.  She climbed trees, hills, and constructed a playhouse then a treehouse.  Seldom did she wear a dress, just for special occasions.\par
\tab She masturbated often sometimes even using her fingers!  Most times there were items other than her fingers bringing her cunny pleasure.  Kristy enjoyed young boys (sexually speaking) \lquote cause they were sweet, cute, and couldn\rquote t get her pregnant.  \par
\tab Casey Turshaw was a boy who could get her pregnant, he was eleven.  Casey Turshaw was confined to a wheelchair and in the hospital recovering from a serious fall out of a tree.  His parents worked to pay bills and so they couldn\rquote t visit him as often as they would like plus they lived outside of the city and the travel was a bitch, too.\par
\tab Kristy and some of her friends visited the hospital often to see children they knew who were sick or disabled, to throw parties of one kind or another, and so on.  Young Casey was invited to one such party but he wasn\rquote t so much into the mood and didn\rquote t stay long.  Kristy saw how gloomy sad he was and made it her desire to bring happiness to him.  One way or another.\tab\tab\par
\tab One way was to take the boy out of the hospital setting to the adjacent park.  Casey didn\rquote t care.  He was slightly interested in sports so there was a topic there.  Kristy pushed the wheelchair and discussed ballgames.\par
\tab At the park Kristy paused to watch some people playing soccer, volleyball, and football.  Then they went on passed the bathrooms to the far end of the park by the wooded area.  It was serene there, quiet, and no one around.  A break in the wooden lodge pole fencing allowed access to the wooded area.\par
\tab\ldblquote Where we going?\rdblquote  Casey asked.\par
\tab Kristy didn\rquote t say but pushed the wheelchair thru the opening and on into the woods.  Not far but far enough.  A few feet inside the woods and there was a pristine creek, the remains of an old millhouse, a pasture with horses, and wildlife all around.  Casey liked.\par
\tab Kristy sat on a nearby log and the two enjoyed the scenery, drank some sodas and relaxed.  After a time,\par
\tab\ldblquote Uhm, Kristy,\rdblquote  the boy asked becoming a little ansy in his chair, \ldblquote I sorta-kinda gotta go.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Time to go back, huh?\rdblquote  Kristy said.\par
\tab\ldblquote No, not really, I-I gotta pee.\rdblquote\par
\tab Kristy smiled and stood up noting Casey\rquote s need was pretty immediate.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you think you can make it to the hospital?\rdblquote  disregarding the park\rquote s bathrooms they had passed earlier.\par
\tab\ldblquote I-I don\rquote t know, I don\rquote t think so.\rdblquote  He was in agony and really had to go.  Kristy smiled.\par
\tab\ldblquote Maybe you ought to go here, then.\rdblquote\par
\tab Casey looked around, wrinkled his nose and upon seeing that no one was around but the horses, squirrels, and birds, he made attempts at standing.  But a broken leg, his hips and back out of whack he wasn\rquote t successful.  Not without help.  Kristy helped.  Casey didn\rquote t have arm strength to hoist himself whatsoever and so he wrapped his arms about Kristy and she pulled him up from the chair.  Then it was a matter of stepping clear of the chair and facing the away.\par
\tab While bracing himself in a stance he attempted to free his pecker and pee not too concerned that Kristy was right there close by.  But standing was not so good, either, and he wavered nearly toppling.  Kristy grabbed him saying, \ldblquote I better hold you.\rdblquote\par
\tab And she did.\par
\tab But there was a catch.\par
\tab Poised behind him Kristy wrapped her arms about him not working his penis out of his hospital gown pajama bottoms but simply lowering them.  He had underwear on but those were lowered, too.  Casey did nothing, said nothing\emdash he was n awe.  Kristy was in control.\par
\page\tab Gently did Kristy manipulate Casey\rquote s pud.  She worked it easily tugging the member tightly but the burgeoning need to pee was greater and whilst standing the gravity effect took over and Casey began to pee.  secretly, to herself, Kristy wished the boy would pee on her!\par
\tab She did!\par
\tab While Casey peed he was masturbated.  His cock grew stiff in Kristy\rquote s expert pleasing hands.  After the last drop was expelled, Kristy continued to operate the boy\rquote s cock bringing him to the ultimate goal all boys desired.\par
\tab At the right time, Kristy turned Casey to where she could meet him, specifically his cock.  She then took a brief moment to admire it and then she devoured it totally blowing the young Casey\rquote s mind.  She sucked and sucked, devoured and devoured until the young fellow\rquote s fellow began to spew.\par
\tab Whether or not he had ever cum off before was unknown.  But into Kristy\rquote s mouth he did cum filling her mouth in less time than it took to pee!\par
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\tab Cum filled Dana Upshot\rquote s mouth to capacity.  Rev. Glenn let flow his juices reveling in the devil\rquote s deed, succumbing to ultimate pleasure.  His cock remained stiff even after the blow off.  Pulling out he humped the girl\rquote s face; Dana automatically swallowed the spilled spew (but made a face as she did so.)\par
\tab Glenn went on (to hump face) feeling a new awareness seething within his core.  An evilness?  A wickedness?  A mushrooming sensation sensationally stupefying his senses.  A sexual deviant was he.  He had always been one, but like many of the gay community he was \ldblquote in the closet.\rdblquote   As a father, a minister, a man, a husband, he was looked on as a pillar.  He was a responsible person, he directed people to Heaven; he was a prominent member of society; he was a part of \ldblquote order\rdblquote .\par
\tab But hidden inside him (and virtually all men whether they admit it or not) was the deviancy.  In some that abnormality was more prominent and went beyond the realms of perverted decency.  In some the non-societal way of life was more cultured and thusly more acceptable as a man\rquote s way of release and satiating the deviant side of himself.\par
\tab In others, though, like Glenn, there was a small offset part of them who found being someone other than themselves a desire in itself.  Like those who put on masks and jewelry and danced in the streets celebrating various celebrations from Halloween to Mardi Gras; they were someone else and could allow their inhibitions normally kept locked away in their closet to \ldblquote come out\rdblquote .\par
\page\tab After much face fucking of Dana Upshot he moved the girl to the bed scooting over the others who were there.  For a moment he took in Dane Gothly and Paul Gaulston.  It was brief but lingered.  A distraction occurred disrupting his thoughts; outside someone was getting smacked.\par
\tab Outside, Kristy was getting Pike\rquote s bare hand to her bare ass\emdash HARD.\par
\tab In between the swats Pike would pause to rub on the girl\rquote s ass; smoothing his hands over the burning flesh then with his cock.  Kristy wriggled and wriggled, cried out in anguish and endured being swatted although she didn\rquote t know how or why.\par
\tab At length she was stood up and brought back into the cabin.\par
\tab\ldblquote Having fun?\rdblquote  Pike asked of his sidekick casually.\par
\tab Glenn was somewhat too embarrassed to ask\emdash being naked with another man just was a little much.  But being naked with another man who was with a naked teenager?  The circumstances warranted a change in thought.  He stared at Kristy.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is she alright?\rdblquote  he asked out of concern.\par
\tab\ldblquote Absolutely.\rdblquote  Pike replied, \ldblquote she\rquote s at a certain level of awareness, she can see, hear, taste, FEEL, but not react.\rdblquote  Well, a little she can.\par
\tab The wonders of the EMAD were just astounding\emdash to both!\par
\tab Pike settled Kristy down on the floor; her ass was still burning and Pike was still yearning.  \par
\tab\lquote stand up.\rquote  he told Jacylynn McVee.\par
\tab The girl with long-long raven dark hair stood up.  She was kinda tall, too, but within tolerable proportions.  Nice face, not striking, but good enough to cum on.  At fourteen, Jacylynn (pronounced JACE LYNN) had a very nice body; tight jeans, pleasing chest, shapely bod with an enticing ass.\par
\tab Glenn was all attentive, cock half hard, eyes on Jacylynn who had begun to undress herself.  With her top and bra off, the girl looked good as is.   Then down came the girl\rquote s jeans.  Glenn was just amazed at how she simple complied to the commands sent to her via the EMAD.  The girl who had just had her ass fucked and then spanked sat as if nothing had happened to her at all\emdash not too mention the fact that she was naked!\par
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\tab Her mind was not her own; nor was her body.  Confusion riddled her mind and no matter how hard she strove to clear it confusion remained.  There were too many images to make sense of and it seemed as if though what she was experiencing was a dream.  But it wasn\rquote t a dream.\par
\page\tab It was too real to be a dream.  There were sights, smells, and feelings to be disregarded as a mere dream.  Sitting on her face was Jacylynn McVee; Kristy didn\rquote t necessarily hate the girl but didn\rquote t like her very much just the same.  The girl was naked and Kristy felt compelled to \ldblquote lick\rdblquote  the girl she didn\rquote t like very much\emdash to lick her pussy!\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t Kristy\rquote s first time, however.  Mary Anne Kapelcheck was Kristy\rquote s bestest-best friend and the two \ldblquote experimented\rdblquote  with cunnilingus now and then (but both preferred the tongue (and dick) of young boys.)\par
\tab Kristy couldn\rquote t figure out how what she was doing was happening; she seemed to \ldblquote willingly\rdblquote  be licking out the cunt of Jacylynn\emdash and Jacylynn was licking out hers, too!  Kristy\rquote s hands were clamped tightly to Jacylynn\rquote s ass as her tongue drilled into the private recess of the girl\rquote s cunt.  Jacylynn worked tenaciously on Kristy\rquote s poon creating unique feelings in Kristy that were familiar and yet unfamiliar, too.\par
\tab As the juices of Jacylynn began to flow onto Kristy\rquote s face, the naked Dane Gothly the object of affection of Kristy and Jacylynn stepped up with a terrific hard-on pushing said hard-on into Jacylynn\rquote s ready-to-fuck asshole.\par
\tab Kristy took a breather to watch Dane\rquote s cock slid near effortlessly into Jacylynn\rquote s hole.  The boy\rquote s testicle sac came right up to Jace\rquote s ass and Kristy\rquote s face\emdash it wasn\rquote t the first time Kristy had been so close to a boy\rquote s privates but Dane was no mere \ldblquote boy.\rdblquote   There was mixed levels of excitement in Kristy as Dane\rquote s balls swelled and swayed above her\emdash there was a curious \ldblquote smell\rdblquote  as Dane\rquote s dick slammed in and out of Jacylynn\rquote s cornhole, too.\par
\tab Slowly Kristy found herself very horny\emdash Jacylynn\rquote s talented tongue was driving her to the brink of orgasmic bliss as well as Kristy\rquote s optimum viewing of Dane\rquote s butt fucking action.  \par
\tab\lquote suck on his balls.\rquote\par
\tab Kristy latched onto Dane\rquote s nuggets and began bucking into Jacylynn\rquote s face.  Her hands were on Dane\rquote s ass and soon she was cumming without a dick of any sort in her pussy!\par
\tab Dane was cumming, too.\par
\tab\lquote lick her hole\emdash clean.\rquote\par
\tab Though it was gross, Kristy licked Jacylynn\rquote s cum laden asshole clean.  The act put viewer Glenn Nedmacky into a high state of arousal.  And after the hole had been licked clean\emdash he put his own cum squirter into the fresh fucked hole and \ldblquote went to town.\rdblquote\par
\tab Pike was well pleased with his sidekick.\par
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\tab It wasn\rquote t her first time slurping schlong but it was different than slurping family schlong.  Brothers Adam and Jeffrey (Kruss) were beggers; Adam was fourteen while Jeffrey was ten almost eleven.  Adam had begged Cayleen when she was ten and he was twelve.  It had been amicable, though, Cayleen was willing.  Mostly she was curious.  Both siblings had been in that touchy-feely relationship with Adam getting more and more bolder as they got older.  In the bathroom they shared Adam got his sis to lower her panties so he could rub his hard pre-teen dick against her ass.\par
\tab After that the \ldblquote touchy-feely\rdblquote  part got kicked up a notch.  Usually the \ldblquote touchy-feely\rdblquote  was limited to touching the others private parts, eyeing, and watching the other pee.  \par
\tab Going oral was the next step in their relationship\emdash this after the young Cayleen masturbated her brother.  Upon Adam learning about oral sex from school, the news, friends, bathroom wall\emdash he tempted his sis to blow him.  The temptation was with forking over allowance and taking the blame for a broken vase.  \par
\tab Cayleen\rquote s first impression of \ldblquote sucking dick\rdblquote  wasn\rquote t approving.\par
\tab\ldblquote That\rquote s gross!\rdblquote  she proclaimed.  But a ten dollar allowance kept her going.  Sucking his balls came nextly.  When he spewed spunk in her mouth it was more than simply \ldblquote gross\rdblquote  and for a while she feared she could get pregnant!  \par
\tab When after she learned there was truly only ONE way a girl could get pregnant she continued slurping his schlong\emdash for ten dollars a throw.  She never got used to the spunk but tolerated it just the same.  Then when they were a little further along in their relationship\emdash little pesky nosey brother Jeffrey caught them in the act.  And of course, he wanted in.  Of course.\par
\tab Lately, Adam had been getting off in Cayleen\rquote s ass.\par
\tab While Glenn humped Jacylynn\rquote s asshole\emdash Pike humped Cayleen\rquote s asshole; the girl poised on her hands and knees sucked off on Paul Gaulston\rquote s cock all the while.\par
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\tab On her hands and knees hours later; Kristy sucked steadfastly on Glenn\rquote s cock while Dane pumped just as fastly and steadily in her ass.  underneath her was Jacylynn licking on Kristy\rquote s cunt and sucking on Dane\rquote s swinging ball sac.  Occasionally Glenn would pull out of Kristy\rquote s mouth to hump her face then shove it into Jacylynn\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab Meanwhile, \par
\page\tab Against the bed Paul Gaulston was positioned, laying across the bed with his legs spread his own hands spreading his own cheeks while pumping his asshole Pike Elsworth humped with much vigor and vim.  Glenn thought about it\emdash not doing but the act itself.  He had two boys and never-ever once thought of having sex with them.  He knew Greg and Adam were fucking the girls, their sisters, and as their Dad he had seen them (the boys) naked.  But he had never-ever thought of them sexually\emdash or having sex with them.\par
\tab But there was Pike humped the hell out of twelve year old Paul Gaulston.  What was it like?  Well, a hole was a hole was a hole.  So what if it belonged to a boy?  Did it make a difference?  If he closed his eyes it could very easily be a girl-hole.\par
\tab Hmmmm\par
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\tab Later on\'85\par
\tab Bonnie lay on the bed with Cayleen behind her and Bonitta curled up in a fetal position at their feet.  On the floor, Kristy and Paul were curled up with Paul behind Kristy.  Dana sat on her butt with back against the wall, arms about her knees.  The hour was after morning light; it had been a long night.  Glenn still found the entire happening much like a dream.  Now all he had to do was determine what kind of dream.\par
\tab As he came around to his senses (somewhat) he realized there was someone missing.  Pike and that other boy, Dane.  Then he heard a noise, a sound.  Still waking up he sat by the rock fireplace looking over the group and listening.  As his mind cleared and determined that what he was hearing was something like spanking\emdash he got curious and got up.\par
\tab Outside he found the missing at the side of the cabin.  Dane was naked and strung up to the lone tree that was to the one side of the cabin.  Pike was spanking the boy with a variety of implements.  He had been doing so for some time.\par
\tab\ldblquote Morning.\rdblquote  Pike said pausing in his discipline of the boy.  \ldblquote He tried to run.\rdblquote  Pike said, the level of awareness for Dane Gothly had exceeded normal levels\emdash the mind lock the EMAD had on him laxed to the point whereas the boy was able to make a bolt for the door.  He didn\rquote t get far and was tackled by Pike who quickly secured him to a tree.\par
\tab Dane\rquote s hands were tied together; the hands were bound by old rope used to secure pack mule supplies.  The boy\rquote s hands then were secured to a jutting broken limb strong enough to keep the boy in place.  His ankles were bound to a blunted stick two feet long between the ankles.  He was allowed to dance about as he was stricken and there was his underwear in his mouth to keep him from crying out so.\par
\page\tab Naked Glenn stepped out angling himself so as to make his presence known.  Pike, also naked (and with a stout hard-on), paused a brief moment to caress Dane\rquote s blistered abused ass.  A belt, Pike\rquote s own, had been used firstly to lash the boy\rquote s bare ass, then the back of his legs with a couple of slaps to his bare backside.  Then a broken fan belt was used, a flat construction stick (which broke after three swats) and finally a cast iron skillet.\par
\tab In the beginning, Glenn felt odd about the abuse but as the discipline went on he felt ambivalent and soon found himself stroking his cock (which was hard.)  Pike had ceased whipping the boy and was up against him humping his ass and doing the \ldblquote reach around\rdblquote , too.\par
\tab Though Glenn didn\rquote t want to bring welts or blood to anyone of the group he did feel a desire to administer spanking.  And with the assurance of the electronic mind altering device nipping the Subject\rquote s mind curbing the pain infliction but allowing some discomfort to be known thusly enticing and satisfying the one administering the discomfort, Glenn landed bare hand after bare hand to Dana Upshot\rquote s bare ass.\fs24\par
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