{\rtf1\ansi\ansicpg1252\deff0\deflang1033{\fonttbl{\f0\froman\fprq2\fcharset0 Times New Roman;}{\f1\fswiss\fcharset0 Arial;}} {\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1515;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\qc\f0\fs36 August Moone\par Book 8\par Chapter Thirty Four\par The Meaning of Life \par (the third cumming)\par \pard\fs28\par the adventure\emdash it still continues!\par \tab\ldblquote Did you hear about Angus?\rdblquote\par \tab This after being woked up from a sound-sound sleep. Brianna had been dreaming\emdash kind of faded, a little funky, and a lot weird. The windmill squeaked\emdash it always squeaked. The frogs croaked\emdash they always croaked. Small pebbles were being tossed to her bedroom window\emdash that was new.\par \tab Before the damn fool broke the window and brought her aunt/uncle into the room she knew it better to \ldblquote answer the window.\rdblquote She knew who it was.\par \tab\ldblquote What are you doing?\rdblquote she asked in a hard whisper.\par \tab\ldblquote Waking you up.\rdblquote said Boyd trying to be funny.\par \tab Brianna didn\rquote t think it was funny, it was almost eleven o\rquote clock (at night!)\par \tab\ldblquote Can you come down?\rdblquote he asked.\par \tab Brianna sighed, she wasn\rquote t in the mood for his shenanigans. Before she could come up with an excuse, though\emdash\par \tab\ldblquote It\rquote s important.\rdblquote This time he wasn\rquote t being funny and seemed serious.\par \tab Brianna sighed again, closed the window, grabbed her robed and slipped out of the house minding the third, fifth, six, ninth stairs, and the front door\emdash they had a propensity to squeak (loudly.) She went out the backdoor from the kitchen and found her beau standing there.\par \tab\ldblquote Hi, he said.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote What\rquote s going on?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Did you hear what happened to Angus?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote His old man beat the shit out of him.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote WHAT!?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, apparently everyone got sick after eating his famous chili.\rdblquote\par \tab Brianna licked her lips thoughtfully\emdash remembering watching the boy foul his Dad\rquote s chili pot.\par \tab\ldblquote His Dad thinks he dumped dog shit into the pot.\rdblquote Boyd giggled.\par \tab Brianna didn\rquote t think it was too funny, though.\par \tab\ldblquote Soooo, how bad is he beaten?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Pretty bad; bad enough to put him in the hospital\emdash and his Dad in county jail.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote What\rquote s that?\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd clutched a brown paper bag, \ldblquote A little something to brighten his day.\rdblquote Boyd giggled, opening the bag and Brianna got a whiff of a hamburger\emdash more specifically a double cheese bacon burger with chili, jalape\'f1os, onion rings. Fries on the side and a large double chocolate shake.\par \tab Brianna stared at Boyd.\par \tab\ldblquote Going to take it to him.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote It\rquote ll be cold by then.\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd smiled, \ldblquote Not THEN\emdash NOW.\rdblquote Then,\par \tab\ldblquote Wanna come?\rdblquote\par \tab It took Brianna two-seconds to decide\emdash five minutes to change clothes.\par \par \tab \ldblquote Hey, Fat Boy!\rdblquote hoarsely whispered Boyd.\par \tab\ldblquote Hey!\rdblquote brightened up Angus. His face was pummeled, swollen, with one eye completely shut. He lay in a hospital bed, hooked up to an IV, and some other stuff. His nose began to twitch,\par \tab\ldblquote What\rquote s in the bag?\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd smiled and presented his pal with the brown paper bag containing the goods.\par \tab\ldblquote HOLY SHIT!\rdblquote Angus exclaimed loudly\emdash almost too loudly.\par \tab Brianna hustled to the door, opened it a crack\emdash the nurse\rquote s station was a little ways down the hall. No one was coming. Angus was stuffing the contents of the bag into his mouth as fast as he could.\par \tab It didn\rquote t take Angus ten minutes to polish off the goods. He was very elated\emdash and farted to say so! The boys chatted lightly, too lightly for Brianna to hear them. She tried to listen but they talked too low\emdash\par \tab Then,\par \tab\ldblquote SOMEONE\rquote S COMING!\rdblquote she yelled in a whisper.\par \tab\ldblquote Gotta go,\rdblquote Boyd said quickly, \ldblquote fight club!\rdblquote then he and Brianna went out the window they had come in\emdash luckily Angus was on the first floor of the two floor small town hospital.\par \par \tab\ldblquote Soooo, how is he?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote His Pop beat him pretty bad.\rdblquote\tab\par \tab\ldblquote Asshole.\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd hoped she was talking about Angus\rquote Dad and not him.\par \page\tab\ldblquote So what happens now?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I dunno,\rdblquote Boyd said back, \ldblquote I guess he just rests up for awhile.\rdblquote\par \tab Brianna, with her arms folded, walked slowly mulling over thoughts of this and that. From the hospital they moved along the back area to the alley then behind the businesses of Front St. A ten minute walk back to her house.\par \tab\ldblquote I hope he gets alright.\rdblquote she said not really knowing what to say.\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, he will. He\rquote s tough.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote What\rquote s going to happen to him\emdash after?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote After what?\rdblquote\par \tab Brianna sighed and slumped, BOYS!\par \tab\ldblquote AFTER, he gets out of the hospital.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Oh.\rdblquote Boyd didn\rquote t know the answer to that one.\par \tab\ldblquote He doesn\rquote t have any family in town, does he?\rdblquote Brianna asked.\par \tab\ldblquote Naw, got an uncle or something over in Carver County, and someone else family related up in Jasper City.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote How far away?\rdblquote\par \tab Carver is about an hour down Route Six, by car. Jasper City is two hours.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Damn.\rdblquote\par \tab At Brianna\rquote s house they came to the back porch. All the lights were off, all was quiet and still\emdash save for the noisy nighttime critters (and the windmill.)\par \tab\ldblquote That was nice of you what you did.\rdblquote Brianna said.\par \tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote The food!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Oh, that\emdash well, he\rquote s my pal.\rdblquote Boyd said with a beaming smile.\par \tab\ldblquote So why do you call him Fat Boy, and other stuff; Blubber Butt, Whale Boy--\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote\rquote cause I\rquote m the only one who can get away with it.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Still isn\rquote t nice, he might LET you get away with it but it still could hurt him\emdash inside.\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd said nothing to that\emdash girl sure knew how to kill a mood.\par \tab After a couple more quiet killed mood moments,\par \tab\ldblquote I-I guess I better get back inside.\rdblquote she lingered a moment, Boyd lingered, held her arms and slowly drew her into him. They kissed, they embraced, and passion heated\emdash so hot that they had to unclothe themselves! Then, right there on the grass aside from the cement at the bottom of the porch steps, they made love\emdash Brianna on top!\par \par \pard\qc\page *\par \pard\par friends in friendly places\par \tab It was hot\emdash almost too hot to be out walking in for sure; but the girls, Brianna and Autumn, were out walking along the wooden fence bounding in Meadows Farms.\par \tab Autumn hadn\rquote t heard what had happened to Angus and was shocked to found out. The girl said nothing there after. Brianna didn\rquote t know what to say\emdash it was just \ldblquote one of those things\rdblquote one had to deal with. The girls went for a walk thereafter, making for a birthday party at Meadows\rquote Farm.\par \tab Along the way,\par \tab\ldblquote There she is!\rdblquote\par \tab Past the tall corn field and just before the stinky hog pen was waiting for them Magic the Wonder Horse.\par \tab\ldblquote Oh, she\rquote s beautiful!\rdblquote cried out Autumn.\par \tab Magic bobbed her head \ldblquote Yes\rdblquote as if she understood human speak. The girls bounded up to the wonderful pony pulling out of their knapsacks \ldblquote treats.\rdblquote \tab\par \tab\ldblquote I love horses!\rdblquote exclaimed the excitable Autumn. Brianna had never seen anyone brighten up so about a horse. The \ldblquote treats\rdblquote were apples, carrots, sugar cubes, and oranges. It was a ritual Brianna had found delighted the Wonder horse and she saw no reason to break it.\par \tab The girls petted Magic and after all the treats were gone scampered off to the Meadows\rquote home passing the stinky-stanky pigsty. One great hog was within the sty, he was HUGE. His pen was fairly large, mud was everywhere\emdash so was hog poo. His name was Roman.\par \tab\ldblquote They didn\rquote t bring ME anything!\rdblquote complained the huge porker.\par \tab\ldblquote Probably because they fear you\emdash ,\rdblquote said Magic casually making her way back to the barn, \ldblquote fear that you will EAT them!\rdblquote\tab\par \tab\ldblquote Nonsense!\rdblquote porked the porker, \ldblquote they are far too puny to make a meal!\rdblquote\par \tab Magic, contented with her treats, ambled on to the coolness of the barn; Roman sulked, grumbled, then wallowed in the mud. The girls with their skins well tanned by the Summer\rquote s sun scooted on to the house and the birthday party within. \par \pard\qc\page *\par \pard\par community affairs\par \tab\ldblquote Gooooood morning! I\rquote m Thom,\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote And I\rquote m somebody else, usually called Bobby.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote And it\rquote s Seven AM,\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Do you know what time it is?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Of course they do, Bobby, I just told them.\rdblquote\par \tab Intro country-farm music for fifteen minutes\par \tab\ldblquote Hey, welcome back, we\rquote ve got some community announcements to make you day,\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote And don\rquote t forget, Harlon Beavis has his tractor up for sale; no seat and a loose steering wheel,\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, it\rquote s a great investment for someone with no ass and don\rquote t know where to turn!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Bobby, you cant say \ldblquote ass\rdblquote on the radio.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I cant?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote NO!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Ok, I wont say \ldblquote ass\rdblquote on the radio no more.\rdblquote\par \tab Intro for more country music\par \tab\ldblquote And back to our announcements,\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, like this one \lquote ere, from one of our local churches, \ldblquote Don\rquote t let worry kill you,\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Let the church help!\rdblquote\par \tab cue chuckling hillybilly hicks\par \tab\ldblquote This Thursday night at our other local church is potluck supper night,\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Prayer and medication to follow!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Bobby!\rdblquote\par \tab tee-hee\par \tab\ldblquote Now, we remember in prayer the many who are sick of our church and community.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I have to think about that one.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote We have a bulletin from one of our churches, For those of you who have children and don\rquote t know it, we have a nursery downstairs.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote m gonna have to look into that!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Now, Bobby!\rdblquote\par \tab more tee-hee\par \tab more country music\par \page\tab\par back to our unscheduled irregular programming\par \tab Not far from the Meadows\rquote Farm\emdash\par \tab Eleven year old Donald James (DJ) was a steadfast observer; he \ldblquote observed\rdblquote when his Dad slipped extra lumber onto his truck than he was supposed to from the lumber mill\emdash and to keep that observance to himself once he confronted his Dad about it, DJ got a little extra in his allowance and other allowances, too.\par \tab DJ also observed his Mom swiping some things from the church bizarre; he observed his Dad spanking his sisters (a particular enjoyment); and he observed his sisters\emdash a lot. Mostly he checked on them secretly whist they were in the bathroom; showering mostly. But he noted they did other stuff, too; like shave themselves between their legs. In their room privately they smoked pot AND made out.\par \tab They did!\par \tab The making out part was in the beginning nothing more than Becky teaching younger sister, Darlene, how to kiss (and be kissed) by a boy. Becky was fifteen, Darlene ripe at thirteen (DJ horny at eleven.) For a long while, Darlene had despised boys\emdash but as her teen years filled her she found boys not so yucky. They were still immature horndogs but that was the whole gist of being a \ldblquote boy.\rdblquote\par \tab So the curiosity thing beset the young girl and after attending a party with her sister the subject of \ldblquote kissing\rdblquote came about.\par \tab\ldblquote I saw you in the corner with that boy,\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Calvin Weaver.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, he looked cool, but it looked like you two were trying to suck each other\rquote s face off!\rdblquote\par \tab The girls in their upstairs room were changing out of their party clothes, prancing about nonchalantly-like in their skin (unawares of their younger sibling taking it all in hiding under Darlene\rquote s bed\emdash which gave him the optimum viewing of the girls\rquote room and them prancing about in their skin.)\par \tab\ldblquote That\rquote s just kissing,\rdblquote Becky commented, \ldblquote it\rquote s called \ldblquote Frenching.\rdblquote\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Frenching?\rdblquote exclaimed Darlene.\par \tab\ldblquote Yep, French Kissing.\rdblquote\par \tab Darlene went \ldblquote wow\rdblquote and Darlene kicked her panties to her sneaky under the bed brother. He grabbed them kick, sniffed the crotch and nearly had an orgasm right then and there. When DJ was about five he began taking notice of his sisters\emdash always spying on them, walking in on them in their room and especially the shared bathroom.\par \page\tab He usually got in trouble for his spying so as he got older he got more sneaky about it. The spankings from his Dad were usually up against his bed, pants (and undies) down and a belting until his ass was tomato red. The sting of the spank lasted a long while and he didn\rquote t care for it\emdash so being sneaky was the thing.\par \tab Becky sat on the end of her bed mimicking how a subtle kiss should be, cocking her head, mouth open\emdash explaining to her awed sister the fine art of Frenching. To DJs surprise and awe, naked Darlene stepped up\emdash stepped right up to naked Becky. Becky parted her legs, her hands went to Darlene\rquote s arms caressing her; Darlene bent down and the two siblings began kissing\emdash Frenching.\par \tab Becky slipped her hands to Darlene\rquote s ass and spurts of love juice began squirting from DJs cock. He used Darlene\rquote s panties to help aid his cause and clean up the mess.\par \tab Becky laid back onto her bed, pulling Darlene with her. This allowed DJ the chance to pull himself out from under Darlene\rquote s bed a little and see the most fantastic viewing ever! Darlene\rquote s nakedness right on Becky\rquote s nakedness. It was the most fantastic thing ever! Ever! What a view! Becky\rquote s hands roamed freely all over Darlene\rquote s ass, spanking and squeezing the cheeks\emdash he could even see their pussies!\par \tab The girls pounded their little pussies to one another, scrunched their naked little bodies together and drove their sneaky little brother insane! They finally parted leaving the bed and making for the bathroom. Moments later and they were showering (together!) This gave the sneaky little brother time to get out from under Darlene\rquote s bed, snag the panties, and sneak to his bedroom whereupon flinging himself onto his bed he happily jerked off and then some with the images of his sisters being naughty firmly intact in his memory.\par \par \tab A couple of days later and\'85\par \tab A familiar smell did DJ catch lingering on the warm air. He knew what it was\emdash it was very familiar at school, behind barns, the malt shoppe parking lot, behind the school, and so on. It was, however, the first time he had smelled it in his own home. \par \tab DJ was supposed to be elsewhere but at the last minute a change in plans so he came home early. His intent was to snoop the laundry hamper for his sisters\rquote panties and make hey with them. He also planned on humping their beds!\par \page\tab Going thru the shared bathroom, though, and he caught the all too recognizable scent of marijuana. He wasn\rquote t shocked and assumed that both his siblings smoked one once in awhile\emdash he himself took a hit now and then from a friend and it was no big deal.\par \tab But a smile came to DJs face; smoking pot at school, the malt shoppe, everywhere else was one thing\emdash gettin\rquote high at home was something else. Mom and especially Dad would come fucking unglued\emdash and wail upon their asses something fierce. And although DJ would dearly love to see his sisters pressed against their beds, clothes at their ankles being wailed upon\emdash DJ had another idea.\par \tab The \ldblquote idea\rdblquote came to light one afternoon when the all-knowing DJ found Darlene in the bathroom. \par \tab\ldblquote Thought you were at your game?\rdblquote Darlene said collecting clothes from the hamper.\par \tab\ldblquote Naw, had a better idea.\rdblquote he said smiling-smirkingly.\par \tab Darlene knew that look\emdash little turd was up to something.\par \tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote she asked.\par \tab\ldblquote Well, it\rquote s just that I know what you and Becky are doing.\rdblquote\par \tab Darlene cocked her head saying, \ldblquote No you don\rquote t.\rdblquote\par \tab But sneaky brother DJ nodded smiling, \ldblquote Yes, I do.\rdblquote\par \tab Even if what he said he knew wasn\rquote t true, all he had to do was mention something to their folks and the girls would be in trouble anyhow. It was the way in the household and how the siblings got the other in trouble to take pending trouble off of them; suspicion alone warranted scoldings. With even a slight hint of truth getting one a bare ass beating.\par \tab\ldblquote What do you want?\rdblquote Darlene said. Usually the going price to keep one\rquote s mouth shut was allowance, chores, a favor of one kind or another, something like that.\par \tab Not in this case.\par \tab\ldblquote I know what you are doing in your room,\rdblquote he said smiling, still smirking, \ldblquote but I want to see you here.\rdblquote he wasn\rquote t too clear.\par \tab Darlene licked her lips thoughtfully, furrowing her brow, cocking her head, eyeing her brother\emdash reading to pummel him into nothingness.\par \tab\ldblquote What do you mean? What is it? What do you want?\rdblquote\par \tab DJ only smiled; Darlene knew and shook her head, \ldblquote No fucking way, you little perv!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Fine,\rdblquote DJ said shrugging, \ldblquote all I have to do is say something to Dad and he\rquote ll tear your room apart,\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote You little shit!\rdblquote Darlene bitched dropping the clothes and charging her little (sneaky) brother.\par \tab\ldblquote\emdash and when he finds your stash, you wont be able to stand!\rdblquote\par \tab He was right. The girls had plenty of places to stash their hash, but a pissed off daddy could easily wreck a room in search of. Darlene thought and thought and thought and though lo she wanted nothing better that to pummel her little (sneaky) shit of a brother, she relented.\par \tab\ldblquote I want to see,\rdblquote DJ said after Darlene got up off of him, \ldblquote like you are with Becky!\rdblquote\par \tab Darlene was ready to throttle him.\par \tab DJ lay on the pile of clothes, his cock ready to bust right thru his jeans. Darlene stood, fists doubled, wondering casually if she could endure a bare ass busting from her Dad\emdash\par \tab\ldblquote You and Becky are good!\rdblquote DJ said interrupting her thoughts.\par \tab The color fell out of Darlene\rquote s face\emdash her thoughts went crazed and she couldn\rquote t even ask \ldblquote How? Where were you, under the bed?\rdblquote\par \tab There was a long pause; Darlene just too stunned to proceed, DJ lost in thought. Then Darlene sighed deeply, \ldblquote Alright, you little perv, you want to see me naked, is that it?\rdblquote\par \tab Yeah, kinda.\par \tab DJ merely smiled, gouged the heel of his hand to his burgeoning erection. Darlene flared her nostrils, \lquote you\rquote ll pay for this, you little shit, I\rquote ll get you back and it\rquote s gonna hurt!\rquote then off came her baseball shirt.\par \par \tab Standing in front of her blackmailing little shit of a brother, Darlene stood stark naked presenting herself. DJ looked like the proverbial deer in the headlights as he stared up close and personal.\par \tab\ldblquote Whoa.\rdblquote he finally breathed.\par \tab Darlene had lost some of her anger, she was still miffed and yearned for the day the boy would \ldblquote get his.\rdblquote The thought of DJ in peril made her cunt tingle. And there was a certain amount of naughtiness in the deed they were sharing. She didn\rquote t know why, exactly, but as far as she was concerned she had never thought of her brother in a sexual manner\emdash he was a dweeb, a dork, a geek and though she loved him it was purely biological in the respect of being connect via the bonds of biology. \par \tab How Becky actually felt about him wasn\rquote t truly known, but she felt the same way\emdash although she did seem to care for him a little more than the bruff Darlene.\par \tab Anyways, Darlene stood for a moment letting her brother gawk at her, then she laid out on the floor, opening her legs letting him have a \ldblquote real good look\rdblquote while she fingered herself.\par \tab It drove the young boy mad.\line\tab\ldblquote Take your pants off, stupid.\rdblquote\par \tab So he did.\par \tab Darlene seriously began fingering herself, opened her legs wider and began to \ldblquote buck\rdblquote . DJ was cumming. Looking down to himself he stood in awe as cum began to soil his tidy-whiteys.\par \tab\ldblquote Take \lquote em off.\rdblquote Darlene cooed. Her voice was more calm and she had taken on a new demeanor.\par \tab DJ shoved down his underwear and when he stood there was his little pre-teen pecker coated in sperm.\par \tab\ldblquote Son-of-a-bitch!\rdblquote DJ bitched.\par \tab\ldblquote Damn.\rdblquote mouthed Darlene sitting up (but still fingering herself.)\par \tab\ldblquote It does that,\rdblquote DJ said somewhat angrily, \ldblquote I don\rquote t even have to touch it and it does that.\rdblquote\par \tab Darlene inched closer, \ldblquote Could be a problem.\rdblquote \par \tab Lightly and did DJ grip his dick, squeeze it and get a little more juice to flow. Darlene leaned in and while one hand continued to frig her box she lunched on her brother\rquote s tube steak.\par \tab She did!\par \par \tab Then what happened?\par \tab The drip-drip-drip of the faucet, the gentle hum of the swamp cooler, and rivers of sweat made for lovemaking on a bathroom floor all the more incredible\emdash not mention that it was intensified by the fact that he was screwing his sister!\par \tab Natural instinct put the young horndog into the common Missionary Position, arms locked, body rigid and straight poised above the one he was putting it to. But Darlene set him straight and had him lay his naked body on her, his chest squashing her excited nipples, his legs out straight with his cock in her cunt, his hips right on hers allowing only the movement of his pelvis. DJ didn\rquote t mind and found the event very entertaining and quiet relieving.\par \tab Darlene caressed her brother; squeezed his butt and pumped back into him experiencing her own orgasms as did her brother. They melded as one, rolled onto their sides and humped a good hump with DJ having a hellacious orgasm and Darlene\emdash more than once.\par \tab They showered (together) and were drying off when they heard the front door.\par \tab Don\rquote t ya just hate interruptions!?\par \page\tab\ldblquote Hi there! I\rquote m Thom,\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote And I\rquote m BOBBBBBB-EEEEEeeeeeee!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Sorry, folks, Bobby fell off his stool.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Well, anyways, Farmer Hank is selling his family\rquote s tractor,\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Although, we\rquote re not sure if he\rquote s selling the tractor\emdash or his family.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote We\rquote ll get back to you on that one.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote This afternoon\emdash there\rquote s a meetin\rquote at the First Church in the south and north ends of the church. Children will be baptized at both ends.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I want to see that!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Now, Bobby!\rdblquote\par \tab tee-hee\par \tab\ldblquote On this comin\rquote Wednesday the Ladies Society will be gathering.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Ms. Verda Vane will sing \ldblquote Put me in my little bed\rdblquote accompanied by the pastor!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote That\rquote s what it says, folks, I don\rquote t make this stuff up!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote He aint that talented, Thom came forth in a third place event!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Now, Bobby!\rdblquote\par \par \tab He knew in his heart that if the two ever got together to \ldblquote chat\rdblquote and share like sisters sometimes do\emdash he was a dead man. Be that as it may, it was a risk his cock was willing to take. \par \tab\ldblquote Hi, there!\rdblquote he said brightly.\par \tab Sister Becky gave him at first a friendly \ldblquote Hello\rdblquote and then stared him down conveying harshly \ldblquote Get out!\rdblquote he was forbidden to be in his sisters\rquote room (for any reason.)\par \tab\ldblquote Something you should know.\rdblquote he said smiling in his boyish-smirkish manner.\par \tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I know.\rdblquote\par \tab Becky hated when her dweeb brother said shit like that. \par \tab\ldblquote Look, I got stuff to do,\rdblquote homework during non-school hours, prepping her clothes for a date, hiding \ldblquote stash\rdblquote , that sort, \ldblquote I\rquote ve got no time for games.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, you do.\rdblquote\par \tab Becky stopped, the little dweeb perv was up to something.\par \tab\ldblquote What? What do you know?\rdblquote she demanded.\par \tab DJ stood with his cock near busting thru his pants smiling, \par \tab\ldblquote I know what you and Darlene do in here.\rdblquote\par \tab Becky lost all color in her face.\par \page\tab Darlene was into sports, sort of a tomboy type girl\emdash she hated dresses AND dressing up. When after church the girl was usually mostly out of her dress as soon as she hit the stairs to her room. She swore wearing dresses gave her hives. She fared so-so at school, if it weren\rquote t for sports she wouldn\rquote t have an inclination to go in the first place.\par \tab Becky, however, loved school and loved dressing up.\par \tab Although she was a teenager, she was still not too old to be spanked, even bare assed as her stern/strict Daddy was seemingly always poised to do so if any of his kids got out of line (and they often did so) so when faced with blackmail from sneaky shit of a brother DJ, getting naked for him was not a bad idea.\par \tab Becky was blond\emdash she did not qualify as an \ldblquote air head\rdblquote or subject herself to the epitome of being a \ldblquote dumb blond\rdblquote\emdash she still often times didn\rquote t act smart and parlayed herself into situations best left alone. She all too quickly was willing to submit without thinking things thru. Case in point; after confrontation with DJs blackmail spiel and his desire to see her naked, Becky stripped off her clothes--underwear and all!\par \tab DJ was impressed (and very hard!)\par \par \tab There was a difference in screwing Becky over Darlene; Becky was more helpful\emdash she also \ldblquote talked.\rdblquote Darlene had been quiet\emdash only moaning now and then and making odd facial expressions. Becky caressed her brother but helped him in the fine art of \ldblquote putting it in\rdblquote , keeping it in, and humping while it was in.\par \tab DJ enjoyed the screwing of both sisters, of course, but Becky was better\emdash more pleasant to \ldblquote put it to\rdblquote (and in.) She didn\rquote t suck him\emdash but that was ok. They didn\rquote t shower together, either. That was ok, too. It was enough to have had sex with her.\par \tab Days later and\'85\par \tab DJ found his pleasure zone severely damaged as his strict/stern Dad came after him like a storm on a Midwestern town. The reason? A marijuana ciggy was found in his pants pocket\emdash a pair of girl\rquote s panties found there, too. The Mom was doing the weekend laundry and freaked the fuck out. The Dad was informed and young DJ was in peril.\par \tab In his room, against his bed, pants and underwear at his knees, the boy cried out in sincere anguish as a reign of swats reddened his ass. His Dad\rquote s two-inch wide leather belt kissed his ass with great enthusiasm.\par \tab His sisters could hear the wailing from their room adjoining and although they clenched with each belt heard smacking his tender ass, they felt that he deserved it for blackmailing them. Payback\rquote s a bitch!\par \page\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m Thom!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote And I\rquote m the other guy!\rdblquote\par \tab ringing of a cow bell excessively\par \tab\ldblquote BOBBY!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Oh! Sorry, I was just-a thinkin\rquote of this comin\rquote Thursday at our local church there\rquote ll be a meeting of the Little Mother\rquote s Club.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote That\rquote s right, Bobby, all you folks wishing to be little mothers, please see the minister in his private office!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote And this coming Easter Sunday, the pastor has asked Ms. Gretta Bowman to come forward from the congregation\emdash and lay an egg on the altar!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote d like to see that!\rdblquote\par \tab tee-hee/cow bell\par \tab\ldblquote The Ladies Auxiliary have cast off clothing of every kind,\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote And they may be seen in the church basement on Friday!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Bobby!\rdblquote\par \par \pard\qc *\par \pard\par ah, the pause that refreshes\par or, into the night from the following day\par or, the new adventure begins\par \tab\ldblquote Soooo, whattya going to do now?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Not sure, really, just\emdash just go somewhere I guess.\rdblquote\par \tab The night was hot, but that was normal. Bugs, insects, croaking frogs, a windmill here\emdash a creaky windmill there, all made the ambience of the humid night. \par \tab\ldblquote You\rquote re not leaving somewhere without telling the others, are you?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Heck, no, I-I just thought I\rquote d see you first!\rdblquote he offered a meager smile; in the dim light of the humid night, Autumn could still see that his face was swollen.\par \tab\ldblquote I wish I could go with you\emdash wherever you\rquote re going.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Thanks, I don\rquote t know, either.\rdblquote he sighed and sat still in the backyard of Autumn\rquote s house. \par \tab\ldblquote Maybe you could hide out,\rdblquote Autumn said, \ldblquote like at Boyd\rquote s or Brianna\rquote s.\rdblquote\par \tab Angus shook his head, \ldblquote Best to be on my own, out of the way.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t say that!\rdblquote Autumn said sharply, she was to say more but couldn\rquote t get the words out\emdash so she held his hand. There was just enough night light to see that the boy was smiling\emdash big!\par \page\tab\ldblquote I might hang around\emdash for awhile, here and there, whaterver.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I hope you do.\rdblquote Autumn said smiling back and full of concern.\par \tab\ldblquote I kinda like you.\rdblquote she added.\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, I bet I\rquote m better looking now!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote It\rquote s not the outside stuff.\rdblquote Autumn corrected.\par \tab\ldblquote But the inside that counts, I know,\rdblquote he said offhandedly, \ldblquote I\rquote ve heard that stuff before.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote You\rquote ve got charm,\rdblquote Autumn said factly, \ldblquote when you\rquote re not farting, belching and that other stuff you do.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote But I thought that WAS my charm!\rdblquote\par \tab The two giggled and Autumn feared her Aunt/Uncle would hear them, so they moved a little further away, like behind the garden shed. Angus copped a squat on an upturned pail, Autumn lingered before him.\par \tab\ldblquote Soooo, you wanna see me pee?\rdblquote\par \tab dead silence\emdash then a distinctive gulp.\par \tab\ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote\par \tab Autumn, clad in simple knee length nightgown and robe, discarded the robe (folding it neatly and placing it on a covered rain barrel) hiked up her nightgown.\par \tab\ldblquote I cant see anything.\rdblquote Angus said leaning forward a little.\par \tab It was too dark to see properly. Autumn wrinkled her nose,\par \tab\ldblquote Ok, let\rquote s go inside.\rdblquote Inside the garden shed that housed some garden plants her Aunt fussed over. By the work table there was a lamp; the windows were all closed with canvas covers covering them. The top of the \ldblquote A\rdblquote framed garden shed was windowed and they were opened to the night sky. A sprinkler system and a cooling system were all controlled electronically to keep the plants \ldblquote just right.\rdblquote\par \tab With the table lamp on, Autumn once more hiked up her nightgown revealing herself to her hefty suitor. Angus sat on an old wooden stool staring with wide eyed lust\emdash he had seen the girl many times completely naked but this was somehow different.\par \tab Slowly the girl slipped off her nightgown and stood merely IN her panties.\par \tab\ldblquote Whoa.\rdblquote breathed Angus, \ldblquote Nice.\rdblquote\par \tab Autumn blushed, sucked in her breath then slid her powder blue panties down revealing her nudity. Angus pursed his lips; his face was swollen but most of that had gone down considerably; he had small eyes, blue; his blond hair was \ldblquote dirty blond\rdblquote and mostly unkempt\emdash he liked it that way. Though he was a chunky fella, a little crass, kinda crude and sometimes rude\emdash Autumn liked him.\par \page\tab She drew a finger up her virgin pussy, caressed her own butt then stood with her legs spread and wondered casually what her Aunt would think when she found a \ldblquote puddle\rdblquote on the floor? Too late to reconsider options, she was peeing.\par \par \pard\qc *\par \pard\par \tab\ldblquote A bean supper will be held at the local church on Wednesday after the evening service.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Music will follow!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Bobby!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Over at the our other local church, the evening service on Wednesday night, the sermon topic will be \ldblquote What is Hell?\rdblquote Come early and listen to the choir practice!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Oh, Bobby!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote And it looks like the Pastor and the First Church of deSinners is on vacation this week, so all massages can be given to the church secretary!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Bobby, did you say massages?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote That\rquote s what the script says!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Whew! Hey, and looky at the time, why, we\rquote ve got Wally Whacker and the Testimony Call-in Show coming right up after these almost important messages.\rdblquote\par \tab Cue commercial\par \tab\ldblquote Friends,\'85\rdblquote\par \pard\qc *\par \pard\par \tab\ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote See, I told you!\rdblquote\par \tab In the private study of Noah Noddy sat the old man with his eleven year old granddaughter at the side of his desk. Noah Noddy was an old merchant seaman, his study was all in the motif of all things \ldblquote naugtical\rdblquote ; rigging rope, nets, life vest, life rings, spears, and portholes. Out in his backyard he had a small scale fishing troller that served as a playhouse for his grandchildren rather than a regular playhouse or treefort.\par \tab Thru the grimy window the two spies, Boyd and Brianna of course, could only \ldblquote see\rdblquote what was going but not hear. Whatever the young Katy had done musta been something. She lived with her Grandpa, along with her young brother and sister. There were two black families living in the township, one had a young son Katy, Boyd, Brianna, Autumn, and Angus\rquote age\emdash he was a near constant resident at the Noddy home, too.\par \page\tab Katy closed the big heavy oak door behind her and stood shifting her weight from one foot to the other, twisting on one foot and then the other, one hand behind her, the other at her mouth chewing on both a curled knuckle and lips. She was in some kind of trouble.\par \tab Noah Noddy seemed to be a likeable sort, grizzled a little bit, an old brawny seaman, but he seemed friendly. He wore faded/well-worn overalls, Katy wore similar overalls, kid size, pants to the knees, not quite faded but well worn.\par \tab The old man signaled for her to come hither. Semi reluctantly she did. She was a pretty girl, seriously thick jet black hair, dazzling blue eyes, soft creamy skin. Boyd knew her, Brianna and Autumn, also. She was nice, outgoing, friendly, and Boyd had heard her fart once.\par \tab At her Grandpa\rquote s side she stood somewhat nervously; one hand behind her, the other in front nervously going up and down her young basically flat body.\par \tab Then she was undoing the brass clasps that held the overalls up; the garment fell down revealing the girl clad in a pinkish top with small roses all over and basic white panties.\par \tab Noah reached out for her, pulled her close to him and then across his lap. A broad smile etched across the old man\rquote s face\emdash a like smile was on Boyd\rquote s. Brianna stood snoopingly staring wide eyed watching\emdash\par \tab Watching as Noah firstly caressed his granddaughter\rquote s ass, then swatted it. Not too hard but the fanny jostled just the same. More caressing, more swatting\emdash then, \par \tab The pinkish top was moved up and Noah caressed her backside with the other hand, slipped the swatting hand down inside her panties squeezing bare ass flesh. Slowly the panties were pushed down; Noah made small circles about the girl\rquote s ass. Outside, spying inward, and young Boyd Horndog Aryndon was with his cock out of his pants jerking off, licking his lips, eyes glued to Katy\rquote s ass.\par \tab The swatting resumed\emdash a little harder and then a little harder to the point of where Brianna grew concerned and Katy\rquote s ass turned bright red. Then, right when it seemed like the girl could take no more\emdash nor Brianna, Noah stopped the abuse and stood her up.\par \tab Katy rubbed and rubbed bright red ass and she was turned around! Turned around to face her snooping onlookers! Boyd was well pleased, seeing another girl naked was his thing. Katy had a bald poon and her flaming red ass was perched onto her Grandpa\rquote s lap, legs open\emdash and the old sea fart was fingering her out!\par \page\tab Boyd stared and stared\emdash Brianna sighed dejectedly; both at the circumstances surrounding the event\emdash her horny ever so horny boyfriend and the happenstance misfortune of Katy. Her Grandpa fingered-fingered and fingered her hairless poon; her legs were spread out wide and after a time she was repositioned to a standing position between his legs. The old seaman undone his own brass clasps and after flinging the straps over his shoulder pushed down his overalls and underwear. He stood and there was his \ldblquote mast\rdblquote , extremely hard and very determined. He squeezed it, flopped it before his young granddaughter then smacked it to her chest.\par \tab Katy had a serious face, she always did. Brianna could count on one hand the number of times she had seen the girl actually smile and less time the girl had laughed.\par \tab After a bit of chest smacking\emdash Katy herself took the old fart\rquote s cock and masturbated it before kissing the head. She sucked on the glistening orb and seemed to have some sort of talent in doing so. She rolled her tongue about the super sensitive crown then went down the shaft before engulfing the member whole.\par \tab Then she was hoisted up onto the desk, legs open wide. Noah admired her young snatch for a moment then eased back into his high back wooden chair \ldblquote going down\rdblquote on the girl eating her out for several minutes.\par \tab Katy flailed her legs about as she lay out on the desk; she bucked, twisted, and tweaked her own nipples\emdash the girl barely had any breast to speak off but there was something there to feel. Noah\rquote s expert tongue drove the young girl wild and she shuddered experiencing something of an orgasm.\par \tab She was primed.\par \tab Noah stood and slapped his manly manhood to her hot cunt and humped the gash; his cock languished, pressing the bulbous head into the trench but only teasingly. Sperm, though, was jettisoning out of his piss slit; so after gouging the granddaughter\rquote s trench a little more he began insertion.\par \tab Boyd was cumming off himself and had began rubbing Brianna\rquote s ass.\tab\par \tab\ldblquote Quit it!\rdblquote chastised Brianna, \ldblquote We\rquote re gonna get caught!\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd, however, would not be put off and moved behind his girl undoing her pants. Brianna sighed and at first tried to stop him but he was determined and found herself also strangely excited. She didn\rquote t want to submit to the thought of having sexual feelings at the expense of someone getting spanked and then obviously raped\emdash but\'85\par \tab Boyd worked Brianna\rquote s pants and panties down then quickly put himself up against her butt; Brianna herself parted a cheek and while her everlasting horndog beau slid himself up into her cornhole, she frigged herself while continuing to watch the goings on inside.\par \page\tab\ldblquote At the Holier Than Thou Church of the Woods, eight new choir robes are currently needed,\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Due to the addition of several new members and to the deterioration of some older ones!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Moving right along, the Senior Choir of His Heavenly Destiny, invites any member of the congregation who enjoys sinning to join the choir.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Scouts are saving aluminum cans, bottles, and other items to be recycled. Proceeds will be used to cripple children.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote The Men\rquote s group will meet this week at the Church of Perpetual Blessing at 6 PM. Steak, mashed potatoes, green beans, bread and dessert will be served for a nominal feel.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote The Associate Minister unveiled the church\rquote s new tithing campaign slogan last Sunday: \ldblquote I Upped My Pledge - Up Yours!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote And now friends and neighbors in the Tri-County area it\rquote s time for that call-in show, the Testimonial with your host, Wally Whacker!\rdblquote\par \line fade in chorus: \ldblquote When the Saints Go Marching In.\rdblquote\par Wally: (enthusiastic) Hello, and welcome to the Testimony Show, heard ever week here on What The Hey-Hey Radio. I\rquote m your host, Wally Whacker. The Testimony Show is sponsored by the Willy Wang Wishy Washy Windshield Wiper Company. They\rquote re fairly certain they\rquote ll work well in most weather conditions. Call now for your testimony to be heard by all who can hear in the Tri-County area to the What the Hey-Hey Radio station.\par Chorus: Oh, when the saints--start calling in--what they will say you never know. Oh, I want to call that number--to the Testimony Show!\par Wally: Testimony Show, you\rquote re on the air!\par 1st caller: Yeah!\par Wally: Hello there!\par 1st Caller: Howdy!\par Wally: How you doing?\par 1st Caller: Great! You doing alright?\par Wally: Just fine!\par 1st Caller: Good! Well... that\rquote s it! (click)\par Wally: Well, looks like he didn\rquote t quite understand the concept of a call-in talk show. Next caller: Hello! It\rquote s the TEST-amony Show!\par 2nd caller: Hello, I\rquote d like to order a large double cheese, pepperoni pizza with a pineapple and raisins... \par \page Wally: (trying to interrupt him, aggravated) Sir... sir! Hello, this is the Wally Whacker Hey-Hey Going to Heaven Radio CALL-IN TESTIMONY Show\emdash not the Wally\rquote s Pizzeria in downtown Perioa!\par 2nd caller: Oh, yeah, I\rquote ve heard of this show before. This is Hey-Hey?\par Wally: (relieved) Yes, sir.\par 2nd caller: Dude, that\rquote s righteous! Can I make a request?\par Wally: Dude, we\rquote re not playing music right now, but\emdash\par 2nd caller: Okay... so like can you play \ldblquote get a real job and stop sittin\rquote in an air conditioned office while the rest of us hump ditches; you get to sit and spin while the rest of us support you! The Bible says we\rquote re supposed to work by the sweat of our brow\emdash\par Wally: (cutting him off) Thank you sir, but we\rquote re looking for testimonies, not opinions!\par Chorus: Oh, when the saints--start calling in--to tell the world about their woe... Oh, I want to call that number, to the Testimony Show!\par 3rd caller: (an old lady) Hello, I thought I would just call in and thank the Lord...\par Wally: Please, go ahead!\par 3rd caller: I'm just so thankful that I'm still alive cause I\rquote m so sick doncha know. I\rquote ve the shakes and shivers; my rear end leaks; my left breast is bigger and saggier than the other two. I got\emdash\par Wally: (exasperated) Ok, Sister, that\rquote s a bit more information than I needed to know but we\rquote ll definitely put you on the Prayer List.\par Wally: Let\rquote s keep the rally going. Testimony Show, you\rquote re on the air!\par 4th caller: (hyper typical redneck farmer) Boy, I tell you what, the Devil\rquote s been on my back today, I tell you what! I tell you, the Devil has come after me with everything, I tell you what! Doggone it if\rquote in those fiery darts in that there tail of his\rquote n come a blastin\rquote my way, I tell you what!\par Wally: (sobbing) Next caller, go ahead please!\par 5th caller: (monotone) My brother jumped off a bridge into a low-flying plane. My mother got run over by a freight train. My Daddy was electrocuted while trying to blow-dry his hair under water\emdash he didn\rquote t read the instruction saying not to do that. My sister drank some shellac (but she has a nice finish.) My cat got flushed down the sewer; my dog went splat on the highway. And I\rquote ve got hives!\par \page Cue music/chorus\par Wally: (on chorus starts, breaks out crying and sobbing loudly throughout.) Waaaauuuuugh! \par (As the chorus plays, Wally puts his head down on the table and sobs with his body heaving. He wipes his eyes, and begins to bang head onto the console.)\par (Regular announcers Thom and Bobby are howling and rolling on the floor.)\par Chorus: Oh, When the saints--start calling in--to tell the world about their woe... Oh, I want to call that number, to the Testimony Show!\par Wally: (not enthusiastic) Testimony Show, you\rquote re on the air...\par \par \tab Boyd grunted and groaned as his cock slammed hotly into his girl\rquote s asshole; in the private study and young Katy was laying down on the desk, her Grandpa behind her possibly fucking her asshole. When he pulled out he slapped her ass with his still fully engorged cock.\par \tab\ldblquote Wow!\rdblquote Boyd breathed.\par \tab Brianna pinched in her lower lip and stared in utter awe.\par \tab Noah caressed Katy\rquote s ass, then began a new round of spanking turning the girl\rquote s ass a bright red (again.) Then he reinserted himself and went for several minutes before finally cumming off. Boyd already did and breathed hotly against the nape of Brianna\emdash until she slapped at him to make him quit.\par \tab Noah stepped back, flogged his dog, and Katy scrambled off the desk, collected her clothes\emdash didn\rquote t look any worse for wear, and left the study. Boyd crept along the side of the house finding the bathroom. Standing precariously on a milk stool he peered into the small bathroom window. Katy was inside showering. He couldn\rquote t see much\emdash grimy window and steam and the angle of the dangle not quite right.\par \tab Brianna collected herself (wiped) then collected her horny boyfriend and fled the scene. Not far away and Autumn Jizum stood naked in her Aunt\rquote s garden shed\emdash peeing in front of puffy faced Angus Talburt. He loved it; he was elated and stared at her young basically hairless poon the whole time she peed smiling and \ldblquote rubbing himself.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Do YOU have to pee?\rdblquote the naked bashful girl asked curiously.\par \tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote he said, \lquote I gotta do something else!\rquote\par \tab Angus stood and unzipped, then pushed down his pants (no undies) and stood with an amazing erection. Autumn stared at it as much as he had stared at her.\par \tab\ldblquote I cant pee,\rdblquote Angus said smiling and turning just a little red, \ldblquote not with this thing like this.\rdblquote\par \page\tab\ldblquote How come?\rdblquote Autumn asked not knowing.\par \tab\ldblquote I dunno,\rdblquote Angus replied also not knowing, \ldblquote but when it hard like this you cant pee until,\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Until what?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote You know, it goes off.\rdblquote\par \tab Autumn stepped a little closer getting a \ldblquote better look\rdblquote ; she smiled and her beautiful eyes seemingly admired the twelve year old\rquote s erect schlong. Angus squeezed his dick, pulled the skin back and then began to lightly masturbate. He was already sweating but the thing of being naked with Autumn\emdash and she herself naked, caused the boy to sweat even more.\par \tab Their eyes met. The heart beating code that usually conveyed \lquote I love you\rquote \lquote you\rquote re nice\rquote \lquote I like you\rquote \lquote let\rquote s hug\rquote was replaced by the horny code overwhelming the more subtleness of their being secretly together.\par \tab\lquote LET\rquote S FUCK!\rquote\par \tab Autumn held Angus\rquote hands and they drew together melding their bodies as one. No kissing, but they embraced and Angus\rquote schlong went right up against Autumn\rquote s belly. Angus could scarcely breathe, his arms about the girl and the pending moment he knew would be \ldblquote just around the corner\rdblquote filled him with mixed emotions he didn\rquote t know of or understand.\par \tab Autumn leaned her back back some and smiled at the poking porker peeking at her between their bodies. Then she touched it. Her fingers went about the proud prong and she stroked it lovingly before earnestly gripping the boyish member and masturbating it.\par \tab\ldblquote That feels good!\rdblquote quipped Angus.\par \tab This went on for a very few short minutes\emdash cum was spurting up from the piss slit and Angus seemed to be in some sort of mortal anguish.\par \tab\lquote FUCK ME! FUCK ME, NOW!\rquote\par \tab But Autumn, fully in control, slid down to her knees.\par \tab\ldblquote Boys LOVE to have their weenie sucked.\rdblquote Brianna had told her.\par \tab\ldblquote Why?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I dunno, just because, I guess.\rdblquote\par \tab I guess.\par \tab Autumn assessed the throbbing cock that was apparently turning purple. The smegma coating the head of the purple prong (pre-cum) was not something Autumn really wished to taste.\par \tab\ldblquote What\rquote s it taste like?\rdblquote Autumn had asked of Brianna (this after noting the girl willingly lick and lap up the jutting spew from Boyd\rquote s schlong.)\par \tab\ldblquote Hmmm, that\rquote s a hard on.\rdblquote Brianna had said\emdash then broke up laughing at some inside joke.\par \tab Closing her eyes, Autumn pressed her lips to Angus\rquote cock and following the cue of her friend\rquote s doing rolled her tongue all around the super sensitive cock crown.\par \tab Angus couldn\rquote t help it\emdash his cock pulsed and cum shot out the piss slit coating Autumn\rquote s mouth. She didn\rquote t like it much and made face along with spitting out the goo.\par \tab\ldblquote Ewewe,\rdblquote she exclaimed, \ldblquote tastes yucky!\rdblquote\par \tab Angus apologized; he squeezed his dick at the base and stood shuttering all over. \lquote suck it, anyway, bitch, just suck it!\rquote\par \tab Autumn didn\rquote t suck it\emdash it was too yucky. She did, though, stroke it (which with the boy\rquote s cum coating his cock and her hand) made that act just as yucky. Let\rquote s try something else.\par \tab Of course, by this time, Autumn herself was just as horny.\par \tab Angus once more took Autumn\rquote s gaze\emdash and she his. The boy laid down pulling the naked girl on him. There was a bit of clumsiness as the boy kicked off his pants. Afterwards, Autumn Jizum was laying nakedly on HER naked beau.\par \par \tab Autumn\rquote s soaking wet pussy lay squashing her beau\rquote s still hard\emdash still cumming off hard cock. She had seen Brianna and Boyd having sex\emdash up close and personal-like, too! The girl began to grind\emdash as she had often times seen Brianna do when SHE was top.\par \tab Angus enjoyed the ride and was totally captivated by the girl\rquote s face; the act of the girl being naked and grinding on his cock was a mere afterthought, something in the background. For the most part, it was her beautiful face that held his attention. Her lovely hair was all wet and clung to her face. It was the most captivating thing ever!\par \tab A moment passed before Autumn snaked her hand between them, found his hard squirter and eased it into her sex. It was a natural thing; her legs straddled the boy and his cock eased nicely into her quim. Angus\rquote eyes brightened, enlarged, and with wide with awe as sinking his pud into a girl\rquote s cunt was the most fantastic thing\emdash ever!\par \tab With some hesitation did Angus place his hands onto Autumn\rquote s ass. His cock he could feel swelling and shooting off\emdash it was a mind blower! Autumn settled down onto his invading pecker and began to pump; Angus\rquote hands were clamped tenaciously to her soft pillowy ass and he pumped, too.\par \tab Autumn lay on her sweating-heaving lover; her young cunny clenching and squeezing his amazing prong inside her. She felt like she was peeing, having one of those amazing morning pees where the relief was utterly relaxing.\par \page\tab The two came to be as one; their bodies bonded as one, their mouths engulfing, they succumbed to utter relaxation and they fell to sleep arms and legs akimbo on the cement floor of the garden shed.\par \tab It was the way they were almost found out by Autumn\rquote s early riser Aunt. The \ldblquote stuck\rdblquote front door of the garden shed was sometimes difficult, not too mention it was locked (but curiously, not the back door way in!) The time getting into the shed gave the two naked lovers time to roll out of sight; however, Autumn was only able to grab her nightgown\emdash Angus his pants.\par \tab\ldblquote What in the world!?\rdblquote quipped Autumn\rquote s Aunt Betty.\par \tab The naked kids in the next row clutching one another were in sheer panic. It was a little chilly laying on the cement floor; bugs roamed about the floor and the dangling mass of tomato plants. Aunt Betty scooped up Autumn\rquote s panties and Angus\rquote underwear\emdash then did an immediate About-Face charging out of the shed making for the house.\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote m dead.\rdblquote Autumn hoarsely whispered.\par \tab Maybe not.\par \tab Betty Hurmanie made her About-Face a little too sharply, lost her balance on the uneven/cracked cement floor, caught the wooden work table and the tomato rack and down she went. The event both frightened the naked children and gave them the brief moment for escape.\par \tab Quickly and did the kids scramble (out the unlocked backdoor) jumping into their clothes then scrambling across the early dawn to the backdoor. Angus anxiously waited in the bushes along the house until Autumn poked her head out of her bedroom window above him. Then he scrambled back to the garden shed to check on the clumsy Aunt\emdash and snag their underwear. He had to once more lay low while the old woman bitched and hobbled her way to the house. Then he was out the shed and gone.\par \tab Whew!\par \par New friends/new adventure\par \tab\ldblquote YOU almost got me into trouble!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Sorry.\rdblquote he shrugged.\par \tab\ldblquote No more night stuff shenanigans.\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd shrugged \lquote for now.\rquote He knew he had the girl in the palm of his hand. He had the looks, the charm, the cock\emdash all things his girl liked and loved. He had barely gotten the girl home before her grandparents came alive\emdash finding her in the kitchen \ldblquote just getting in\rdblquote but she claimed to be \ldblquote just getting up\rdblquote . But she was already dressed\'85\par \page\tab Brianna knew to mind herself for awhile; her Grandmother was not one to trifle with or try to fool\emdash she\rquote d already \ldblquote been there\emdash done that\rdblquote and knew her granddaughter had been up to something. Brianna\rquote s Grandfather, well, he knew that his granddaughter was not \ldblquote just getting up\rdblquote . You couldn\rquote t fool him\emdash he\rquote d been there and \ldblquote done that\rdblquote , too!\par \tab\ldblquote So, what kind of trouble you gonna get me into today?\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd took her hand, \ldblquote come on!\rdblquote he said with a devilish smile. And the two skeedaddled to more mischief.\par \par \pard\qc *\par \pard\par \tab\ldblquote Whoa, who\rquote s that?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Justin Sebee.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Looks like he\rquote s in trouble.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yep.\rdblquote\par \tab Justin Sebee was being hauled off to the house by the elbow by a very pissed off Burt Sebee. Burt Sebee was tall, well groomed, somewhat well dressed, and first deacon of the First Church. He had also just caught his twelve year old son jerking off in the tool shed.\par \tab\ldblquote He looks pissed.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote He\rquote s sometimes friendly,\rdblquote Boyd said as he and Brianna hid in the bushes by the well manicured lawn surrounding the Sebee home, \ldblquote but he controls Justin big time.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote You mean he\rquote s strict?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Worse than that.\rdblquote\par \tab The two scurried about the bushes coming to the back of the green clapboard structure built in the late 40s. Risking exposure they peered into a bedroom deemed to be Justin\rquote s. There punishment for \ldblquote jerking off\rdblquote was already commencing. The boy was pressed up against his bed, pants and underwear at his knees and Burt Sebee was \ldblquote laying hands\rdblquote upon his bare bottom.\par \tab\ldblquote Whoa.\rdblquote breathed Brianna.\par \tab\ldblquote Happens a lot.\rdblquote Boyd supplied. \ldblquote The boy cant do anything.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Poor kid.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yep.\rdblquote then, \ldblquote Come on, let\rquote s go find Fat Boy.\rdblquote\par \par \tab\ldblquote I wish you wouldn\rquote t call him that.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Fat Boy.\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd sighed, \ldblquote He knows I\rquote m kidding.\rdblquote\par \page\tab\ldblquote Does he?\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd was pretty sure. Girls! Always bringing something up.\par \tab It wasn\rquote t as hot as it usually was\emdash but it was still hot. Crossing the one lane paved road making for their path thru the meadows and firstly they had to make a stop at the Meadows\rquote Farm\emdash and feed Magic the Wonder Horse some treats.\par \tab Roman the great hog lumbered out of his covered sty, made some grunts and stuck his mud encrusted nose into the air.\par \tab\ldblquote Got something for you, too!\rdblquote Boyd said.\par \tab Brianna looked afeared, \ldblquote don\rquote t get close to him!\rdblquote she warned.\par \tab\ldblquote Aw, me an\rquote Rome are buds.\rdblquote Out of his no-sleeve sweat shirt pocket came a glob ball of peanuts, cheese, stinky cheese, more peanuts all drenched in carmel. Rome began to grunt and get excited. The pig\rquote s pen was horrendous offending and Brianna kept her distance. Boyd climbed up a bit on one of the questionable slats serving as a fence,\par \tab\ldblquote Hiya, boy!\rdblquote Boyd said gleefully. Stretching out the offering Roman\rquote s tail twitched and he quickly devoured the tasty treat.\par \tab\ldblquote Damn, looky at those teeth!\rdblquote Boyd exclaimed. Roman the hog had some nasty bone crushing yellow misaligned teeth. And a breath that would knock the flies of the shit wagon!\par \tab Boyd patted Roman on the top of his head, \ldblquote C\rquote ya later, Rome!\rdblquote \par \tab The great fart and began relieving himself.\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote m outta here!\rdblquote Brianna said being disgusted.\par \par \tab\ldblquote Ooooh, somebody\rquote s in trouble.\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd squinted peering thru the heat waves watching a county mounty cruiser haul ass across his vision.\par \tab\ldblquote Heading out to Harlen\rquote s place.\rdblquote Boyd said. Brianna fanned herself and asked, \ldblquote Who\rquote s Harlen?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Jeb Harlen, local moonshiner.\rdblquote\par \tab Brianna thought a moment, \ldblquote Isn\rquote t moonshine illegal.\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd giggled, \ldblquote Yep.\rdblquote then, \ldblquote Come on!\rdblquote\par \tab Brianna tagged along\emdash she didn\rquote t have much of a choice as Boyd took her by the hand practically dragging her.\par \tab The entire landscape was of flatland, save for the nearby hills. Meadows and fields made up the flat land, there was the two rivers\emdash one with water and one without. Farmland and vacant empty land\emdash it all made for a hot-hot/humid-stifling existence and not particularly nifty for sprinting thru. \par \page\tab The deputy sheriff car, the county mountie, was not making for moonshiner Harlen, the car took a right and continued on towards Bald Deer River. There were a few dirt roads about the flat land area, some went no where and some went\emdash somewhere. The road the deputy went out on went \ldblquote no where.\rdblquote \par \tab A large open space there was right by the dry river. One lone tree right on the edge of the river bank, a couple of boulders, a firepit where teenagers came to party, and that was it. The car\rquote s rear doors were open and by the time Boyd and Brianna had made their way thru the tall enough grass to conceal them\emdash business was already taking place.\par \tab\ldblquote Isn\rquote t that Deputy Lisa?\rdblquote Brianna asked.\par \tab\ldblquote Yep!\rdblquote Boyd said. He knew her, Brianna knew her, everyone knew her. She was a likeable person, an officer of the law, a county mountie. She served the community\emdash and then some.\par \tab Donny Bloke, Kevin Rynolds, and Bart Crimpson, stood outside the backdoors of the car\emdash naked. Deputy Lisa laid out on the backseat of her cruiser\emdash mostly naked. Donny Bloke, thirteen and the oldest of the three, was tan completely all over. He had dirty blond hair that was long and very unkempt; he was thinly built with the beginnings of having some muscles. He worked at the general store loading heavy items to customer\rquote s vehicles.\par \tab Kevin Rynolds was a year younger than Donny and he was a rascal; vandalism was just one of his casual pranks\emdash knocking over headstones in the cemetery, putting glue in business door locks, bashing mailboxes. He was short statured, missing front teeth, wore an earring, and seldom wore a shirt. He cussed a lot, seldom went to school, and was at the scene of several arsons but never caught.\par \tab Bart Crimpson was also a maibox basher, he also liked to let animals out of their pens, set animals on fire, put burning bags of poo in people\rquote s cars (and mailboxes) and be a general nuisance. He was eleven and was also tan-tan-tan all over.\par \tab Lisa Warner lay out in the backseat of her patrol car, green uniform slacks at her ankles\emdash along with her underwear. Her uniform shirt was undone with her undershirt up over her dynamic breasts which were exposed for all to see and admire.\par \tab Donny stood stroking his teenage member and took first dibs.\par \tab Kevin and Bart stood nakedly baking in the hot Summer sun watching and giggling. Donny mounted the mountie and his cock instantly went into the Deputy\rquote s cunt. Kevin knelt down and stared at the business while Bart stood seriously stroking and making crude comments.\par \tab\ldblquote Whoa.\rdblquote breathed Brianna.\par \page\tab Boyd giggled, nodded his head, \ldblquote No biggie.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote No biggie?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Naw, she does this shit all the time.\rdblquote\par \tab Whoa.\par \tab The heat was stifling and Brianna could hardly breathe.\par \tab Donny got his nut, made a loud exclamation saying so and pumped all the harder until he was spent\emdash then he slid up Deputy Lisa\rquote s body to titty fuck her. Kevin bitched, \ldblquote Hey, motherfucker, my fuckin\rquote turn!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Pussy\rquote s free,\rdblquote Donny said, \ldblquote I\rquote m busy!\rdblquote\par \tab Kevin didn\rquote t waste time and took his position neverminding the fact that his head was against Donny\rquote s sweaty ass. It was quite a scene\emdash one that turned Brianna off. Boyd wanted to stick around and watch all three boys fuck and then see what else would happen, but Brianna wasn\rquote t into that and wanted to go someplace else.\par \tab\ldblquote Fuck it\rquote s hot!\rdblquote Brianna bitched aloud. The two were in the middle of one of the numerous meadows,\par \tab\ldblquote Hey,\rdblquote Boyd said, \ldblquote I know someplace cool!\rdblquote\par \tab Dragging his girl they scurried thru the meadow following this trail and then that one finally coming back to the sunken mine site. Brianna was not so enthused\emdash Boyd knew it,\par \tab\ldblquote Sorry, but it\rquote ll cool us off.\rdblquote\par \tab That was true and Brianna let go the fact that the sunken site was dangerous. Boyd was already out of his clothes and barrel jumped into the middle of secluded pond. Brianna took her time\emdash debating taking a dip. But off came her top (no bra) and down came her jean shorts. Boyd bobbed in the water, smiling, hard, and lusting. Brianna slowly slid down her panties and stood up looking around for security sake. The heat was incredible\emdash she backed up and made her run barreling into the refreshing water, too.\par \tab Boyd flipped about diving down to the bottom (again); Brianna stayed up top and stayed away from the visible sunken equipment and closer to the shore. Boyd popped up sputtering\emdash\ldblquote Man! This is great!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Is that stuff still down there?\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd cocked his head, \ldblquote Where else would it go?\rdblquote Girls!\par \tab The two enjoyed swimming with Boyd ultimately getting up close to his girl. They kissed then embraced\emdash Boyd\rquote s schlong right up against Brianna. She giggled and after finding suitable foot to brace herself and keep herself upright and steady\emdash found Boyd\rquote s cock and toyed with it.\par \pard\qc\page *\par \pard\par \tab\ldblquote Who\rquote s that?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Gavin Givesadam.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Who\rquote s that with him?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote His niece.\rdblquote\par \tab It was hot out\emdash Autumn wondered if it actually ever got \ldblquote cold\rdblquote therebouts; she\rquote d been told of frosts and sometimes even snow. She\rquote d give her allowance for the whole Summer, plus the extra money, if it would just be even ten degrees cooler.\par \tab What seemed odd to Angus and Autumn was the sneakiness Gavin seemed to be about. He kept making \ldblquote security\rdblquote checks as he made way across the First Church parking lot and to a tool shed.\par \tab\ldblquote I think he works there,\rdblquote Angus said, \ldblquote I don\rquote t know much about him.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s go see what they\rquote re doing.\rdblquote Autumn mused. Angus was game.\par \par \tab In the tool shed:\par \tab Gavin Givesadam and his young niece were hugging. What they were saying couldn\rquote t be heard\emdash and barely seen thru the grimy-dirty encrusted windows. And after much ado about hugging the man stepped back but began rubbing the girl\rquote s legs. The girl, Summer, was about ten or so; blond hair done up in a short pony tail; she had a sort of flat face, thin lips, beautiful blue eyes, she was quite the little charmer\emdash and didn\rquote t seem to mind her Uncle getting \ldblquote friendly\rdblquote with her.\par \tab The friendliness got more friendly when Summer leaned back and tugged her own pants down. Gavin undone his and dropped them\emdash no undies. His penis was hard and he began stroking it all the while the girl pushed her blue cut-off shorts down her long nicely tanned legs. Teasingly she opened her legs; she was blushing and giggling so\emdash eyeing her Uncle\rquote s face and then his very hard prick.\par \tab She offered no resistance when Gavin hooked her pinkish panties and tugged them down. He tugged them down slowly, too. Summer giggled, blushed, held her hands up to her face, the whole bit. Gavin brought the panties off her ankles, sniffed the crotch then casually dropped the garment and gingerly pulled the girl by the ankles to him\emdash specifically to his throbbing manhood erection.\par \page\tab With her legs up, ankles on his shoulders, Gavin Givesadam began rubbing his pud against her sex. Rub-rub-rub Little Summer giggled and twisted about until finally her Unc was putting himself IN. She made a little bit of a face, pinched her bottom lip, gripped the edge of the work table she was on and received cock. \par \tab Gavin was slow and gentle\emdash and it couldn\rquote t be determined if the girl had been broken in prior or not. She didn\rquote t fuss (too much) and giggled a few times, too. Gavin pumped continuously slow and gentle-like until the end. Then he hugged the girl, scooped her up and held her tightly (with his hands clamped to her delicious little butt) and seemingly \ldblquote danced\rdblquote while holding her.\par \par \tab\ldblquote I thought he was going to be here?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Me, too.\rdblquote\par \tab The oppressive heat was getting worse and despite their refreshing dip in the sunken mine pool\emdash they were suffering (the heat) and in need of a new dip.\par \tab\ldblquote Must of went somewhere else,\rdblquote Boyd said slinging his daypack into a corner of the train stop shack, \ldblquote maybe our secret pond,\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Or the train bridge at the river.\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd wasn\rquote t sure, he thought Angus was coming to the shack.\par \tab\ldblquote It\rquote s too hot to wait for him.\rdblquote Brianna declared.\par \tab That was true but Boyd hated to have to miss the running-away friend.\par \tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s go to the trestle.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Likely spot.\rdblquote\par \tab Although the trek along the rails from the train shack to the train trestle wasn\rquote t a particularly long jaunt\emdash Brianna thought she\rquote d die before she got there. Once there and \ldblquote no Angus\rdblquote ,\par \tab\ldblquote Now what?\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd didn\rquote t know, he pissed into the river and skipped some rocks.\par \tab\ldblquote It\rquote s a long ways back to the pond.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote m not humping it to the pond!\rdblquote Brianna declared flatly.\par \tab Boyd wasn\rquote t so much into that route, either. \ldblquote Wonder what happened to him?\rdblquote Dejected he sat down and continued skipping as many flat rocks across the river as he could\emdash waiting.\tab\par \page\tab\ldblquote Who\rquote s that?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Kristy Lamas.\rdblquote\par \tab The day was getting on so\emdash and getting hotter! Autumn yearned for Fall, her namesake. It would, of course, mean Summer would be over but at least it would begin to get cooler. Fall was her favorite time of the year; other than being cooler there were more pleasant scents in the air, a county fair; pumpkins, Halloween!\par \tab\ldblquote Who\rquote s that with her?\rdblquote\par \tab Angus wasn\rquote t sure, \ldblquote Let\rquote s get closer.\rdblquote\par \par \tab Does anyone do anything during the other seasons of the year, y\rquote know, when it\rquote s not a scorching belligerent 100 degrees plus? Oh well, Kristy Lamas, thirteen, sat on her knees naked being well cooked by the Summer\rquote s sun. Nice girl (especially naked!) She was way friendly, had started some sort of babysitting club in town (and Angus had heard her fart once!) \par \tab Super curly bouncy brown hair she kept up most times in a single pony tails and wore it very seldom any other way. She was the ace pitcher for the town\rquote s softball team and Angus had seen her at the dry river \ldblquote exploring.\rdblquote With her were eight year old Lonnie Gimmie and seven year old Megan Lovin. They were naked, too.\par \tab There was a rolled grass mat with their clothing mixed all around; a daypack containing water and snack foods, and a radio. Kristy looked nice\emdash real nice (especially naked!) Her skin was gently tanned (all over!) and she had good posture. Little naked Megan Lovin wasn\rquote t bad, either\emdash for being merely eight; the girl had a unique face; kind of flat and round with a sharp chin. Bright-bright heavenly eyes, a small nose and a fantastic smile. Super curly brown hair to her shoulders; a flat chest, flat body, nice butt, though.\par \tab Young Lonnie Gimmie stood with a bit of an erection. Hands on his hips, his naked body was also well tanned, short reddish brown hair, some freckles, and deeply fascinated with Kristy\emdash er, infatuated. Being naked with Megan Lovin was a plus, too. Both girls tugged on Lonnie\rquote s willy, they fondled his balls and it seemed as though Kristy was coaxing Megan how to \ldblquote fondle.\rdblquote\par \page\tab This \ldblquote teaching\rdblquote took place just outside of town under the semi shade of what few trees there were. The remains of sheds, shacks, or whatever were about; there was a questionable fence of mixed types, mostly barbed wire but mixed in chicken wire, clapboards, lodge pole, and simple wire. The closest house was the Johansen place that had a lot of chickens in a large open field. There were \ldblquote fields\rdblquote in all directions, scattered trailers both inhabitable and otherwise. Abandoned pickups, a fruit hauler semi, household appliances, and broken cement slabs from some city downtown project. It was a haven for kids of the nearby town to make their way into the abandonment and play. Kristy Lamas\rquote select area was relatively secure\emdash the trees, surrounding cement piles, heaps of tires, and the time of day.\par \tab With Megan laying down, Kristy instructed Lonnie \ldblquote how to finger.\rdblquote\par \tab Megan giggled and blushed, twisted her little body, and laughed out loud. Lonnie giggled, too; his little puddling was quite stiff and it wasn\rquote t clear if it had been sucked or not. The boy \ldblquote went down\rdblquote on the little girl, licking her private slit, inserting finger, inserting tongue\'85\par \par \tab When Lonnie got onto Megan and began grinding against her, Angus had no choice but to unleash the beast. His cock was HUGE and he had to risk making noise. Squeezing his pud wasn\rquote t cutting it, though, he lay on his back in the tall giraffe grass lightly masturbating.\par \tab Autumn watched him, checked the goings on concerning Kristy and the kids, then slowly-slowly-s-l-o-w-l-y slid her pants and undies down\emdash then off. Once off she slowly slid herself onto her pudgy lover, straddling his chest first. God! It was HOT out\emdash too hot to be fooling around so, but she lightly grinded her hairless poon against his smooth sweating\emdash heaving chest. Then she moved up to perch herself on his sweet sweaty handsome face.\par \tab There she farted and peed!\par \par \tab Kristy made small circles on Lonnie Gimmie\rquote s humping ass; the boy didn\rquote t quite have the knack of \ldblquote putting it to\rdblquote the girl beneath him but he did ok. For the first minute the boy merely humped Megan\rquote s slit\emdash that was deemed ok, too. Kristy fingered herself while caressing Lonnie\rquote s ass; she squeezed his ass when the tingling fires of sexual illicit passion were fired up in her cunny\emdash a daring finger probed Lonnie\rquote s hole. The boy continued to hump\emdash eventually making vaginal penetration and getting on with the program.\par \page\tab More than once and did Kristy sense something was wrong with her surroundings. Other than it being scorching hot, she couldn\rquote t shake the feeling that she was being \ldblquote watched.\rdblquote But if so? Why did \ldblquote whoever\rdblquote come out and bust her?\par \tab More than once and did Kristy hear noises. She couldn\rquote t make them out and on the sullen listless hot as hell Summer air she couldn\rquote t determine if the \ldblquote noises\rdblquote were close or far away. \par \tab More than once and did Kristy undulate her young teenage body all over; a shiver that was intense enough to be called \ldblquote orgasm.\rdblquote Her fingers worked tirelessly frigging her equally hot as hell cunt all the while caressing and squeezing Lonnie\rquote s ass until she couldn\rquote t take it any more, \lquote screw her,\rquote she thought loudly, \lquote screw me!\rquote\par \tab Lonnie sat up to look down his body to see his dick working in and out of Megan\rquote s cunt; his naughty caretaker gently repositioned him onto her. Kristy laid out beside Megan who fingered-fingered-fingered her pussy giggling and being a bit squeamish about the whole deal. Lonnie glided his cock up and down Kristy\rquote s hairless cunt but only managed a couple of swipes before a very horny Kristy guided him into her sex and they commenced to serious fucking.\par \tab In the tall non-swaying grass just yards away,\par \tab Angus tried his best to keep from sputtering out and giving themselves away. He had often commented how he liked to see a girl peeing and how he would like to see a girl pee standing up, piss thru her panties, or even \ldblquote piss on my face!\rdblquote\par \tab Well, he got his wish!\par \tab The girl giggled and dug her pussy into Angus\rquote face, specifically his nose before scooting back down his body. Angus wasn\rquote t sure how to take being actually pissed on. After wiping off his face he got another joy\emdash Autumn pressing her pissy pussy onto his cock. She had a unique talent\emdash one of which she probably wasn\rquote t aware; her young pussy easily tantalized his cock as she sat on it. It felt good and was a unique feeling. But of course, Angus having had limited sexual contact with a girl didn\rquote t have much to go on.\par \tab After Autumn teased her beau with her unique pussy talent, she raised up a bit and settled herself down onto his throbbing erection then laid down on him. Angus smoothed his hand about her butt and lightly began to pump.\par \page\tab\ldblquote Who\rquote s that?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Jack Brady.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Nice car.\rdblquote\par \tab Late model Firebird; sleek black, hot wheels, bitchin\rquote stereo, the whole persona of the famous one from some movie. It roared up a dirt road to a ranch house and seventeen year old hot stud star football player Jack Brady crawled out, cowboy hat an\rquote all. After dusting himself off he sauntered casually up to the covered porch where he was met by Eunice Tywilleger. She was a tall woman, slender body, farm house dress; married, too! (but not so as you know it)\par \tab After a pleasant greeting and did Eunice invite her visitor in.\par \tab Did I say \ldblquote invite\rdblquote ? The woman practically dragged him inside!\par \tab And once inside there was a very amorous hug involving much hand roaming and serious smooching. That was followed up by amorous Eunice practically ripping the cowboy stud\rquote s shirt off.\par \tab And damn if he didn\rquote t have a nice chest! Hairless, smooth skin, muscular. More embracing and then the \ldblquote in need\rdblquote woman took Jack by the hand leading him (dragging him) to the bedroom. Once there\emdash more hugging followed by a quick undressing. Eunice was out of her farm dress in a flash; studly Jack seemingly took his time\emdash so much so that Eunice was naked before he was! On her knees she hurriedly got the boy\rquote s pants down along with his boxers in one fell swoop. She didn\rquote t even pause\emdash she grabbed holt of the boy\rquote s proud organ and quickly manipulated it in her expert hands. She stroked and stroked and stroked the pulsing prong\emdash then kissed the tip of the bulbous thing before engulfing it.\par \tab Naked Jack made pleasing noises of ecstasy and began to pump into his Science teacher\rquote s mouth. She took it, cupped his balls, caressed his ass, and sucked the life out of his cock.\par \tab That lasted barely five minutes.\par \tab Onto the bed the woman led her student, she taught the high schoolers of the community, surrounding tri-county community and this was just a little extra curricular activity. On the bed she flung herself bringing her teen lover with her. The boy mounted and lay on the woman\emdash for a minute (and just a minute) they passionately kissed. Jack humped on her cunt, groped her womanly breasts, and after a minute of \ldblquote foreplay\rdblquote drove his seriously hard teenage schlong into her hot and bothered cunt.\par \tab They then did fuck madly for five minutes.\par \tab It was awesome to see; their arms and legs akimbo, their bodies meshing as one\emdash his cock popping out now and then and Eunice hungrily near desperately grabbing it shoving it back in.\par \page\tab And on and on it went.\par \tab How many orgasms Eunice had was unknown\emdash Jack Brady, however, had one\emdash and it was a BIG ONE! The teen heartthrob of many a teenage girl (and younger) made a very audible announcement of his orgasm; he shuddered, arched his back and drove dramatically his throbbing cock into his womanly lover\rquote s cunt shooting a massive wad of man-cum.\par \tab But unlike a man\emdash teenage Jack lay on the woman caressing her heaving breasts, grinning, and still cumming! The two lovers nestled together, kissed, then sat up facing one another\emdash admiring one another, then lit up a doobie and got stoned!\par \par \tab Also getting stoned was a family not far away. \par \tab A family? \par \tab Yep. Claudia Yen was a teenage girl Angus knew; she was friendly, acknowledged his existence on the Earth, and he had seen her totally devour a chili dog\emdash whole! That scored aces with Angus. And \ldblquote scoring\rdblquote was the thing\emdash but there was more to it than simply smoking a joint. With Claudia was Ollie Brewer. He was fourteen, Claudia was a year younger, and they were smoking pot with Claudia\rquote s Mom!\par \tab Wow!\par \tab Claudia\rquote s Mom, Tessie, took a long hit of the joint before passing it on, she made some comments, fanned herself, then nodded her head repeatedly saying, \ldblquote That\rquote s some good shit!\rdblquote\par \tab No where near their house for some reason, the trio happily flirted about the cosmos behind Herb\rquote s Emporium (Herb?) It was a cool tranquil setting, private, shaded, secure. Claudia and her Mom passed the joint back and forth and to Ollie; thing was, though, Ollie wasn\rquote t \ldblquote smoking.\rdblquote He was faking it! He smiled, bobbed his head and about and giggled and went thru the motions of \ldblquote taking a hit\rdblquote but he wasn\rquote t. \par \tab After slugging down, too, a hit from a whiskey bottle, Claudia and her Mom passed out. Ollie paused a moment, looked around\emdash then pulled off Claudia\rquote s tank top. The bra came nextly followed by the removal of her pinkish gym shorts and panties in one fluid motion. A quirky smile came to the teen\rquote s face, he stared and stared and stared at the girl\rquote s quim\emdash it was a nice quim; lightly covered with a bit of pube forest, with just a hint of not being so virginal.\par \tab Ollie quickly pushed down his pants and boxers then positioned himself between her legs. His teen cock masterfully went firstly up and down her trench before slowly sliding in.\par \page\tab For the first minute the boy did his thing s-l-o-w-l-y. Then, his cock popped out and he humped the girl\rquote s cunt and while doing so he fondled the breasts of Tessie laying passed out beside them\emdash then he moved his hand down her body to her crotch and gave that a good feel, too.\par \tab Tessie and Claudia were Chinese, Tessie more than Claudia. There were several \ldblquote rings\rdblquote on Tessie\rquote s fingers so it couldn\rquote t be determined if she were married to the American Daddy of Claudia or not. Not that it mattered (not to Ollie.)\par \tab After putting his pud back into Claudia\rquote s cunt, he went for it for several minutes almost cumming off\emdash but reaching that lofty plateau and unable to cum off for some reason. With a big sigh he pulled out and humped her cunt surface some more before reinserting and humping tenaciously for another minute then shooting a massive wad of pent up cum.\par \tab Ollie collapsed and lay in a heap heaving on Claudia; he suckled her breasts, tweaked the nipples, then rolled to lay on his back heaving under the shade of a great elm. \par \par \pard\qc *\par \pard\par \tab\ldblquote Are there any fish in there?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote ve seen some flopping around, it\rquote s a pretty deep river so I guess there\rquote s some big ones in there somewhere.\rdblquote\par \tab Brianna half thought her beau would make up some big ass fish story\emdash she was surprised when he didn\rquote t. \par \tab\ldblquote Maybe they\rquote re doing it.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Who? What?\rdblquote Boyd said stripping off his clothes and preparing for a dip.\par \tab\ldblquote Lady Godiva and the King of Siam! Autumn and Angus, of course.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Oh,\rdblquote said Boyd standing the river\rquote s edge, pissing into it, \ldblquote they could be.\rdblquote then, \ldblquote coming in?\rdblquote \par \tab\ldblquote Not after you\rquote ve pissed in it!\rdblquote but she did strip off her clothes but went up from where her beau had peed\emdash and entered the river.\par \tab All along the river there were large clumps of water grass, towering weeds, river debris containing tires and parts of boats, huge old trees leaning far over the river\rquote s bank, and so on. Brianna kept to the one side of the train bridge where there were stalks of something like bamboo, pampas clumps, and cattails. Boyd swam out to the closet piling; there was a rope serving as some sort of guide that made a large circle tied from the piling to a stake embedded on shore. Good thing, cause--\par \page\tab Moments after reaching the piling Boyd suddenly felt a strong current grab his legs. It felt like someone\rquote s hands. If not for the rope he would have been gone. He tried not to look desperate or panicky but it was close. Clinging to the rope he pulled himself to the shore.\par \tab\lquote that\rquote s never happened before.\rquote He thought to himself. He had been out to the piling many times, a few times\emdash but never felt the river try to drown him. \par \tab Brianna was waist deep in among the bamboo-like weeds or whatever they were; Boyd came up to her (and still was a little panicky) saying \ldblquote Water\rquote s cold.\rdblquote\par \tab Brianna shrugged, \ldblquote feels ok to me.\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd was concerned, he knew in part that the girls wouldn\rquote t go out to the piling, but Brianna did go out a few feet from the shore. Water was good; kept you clean, quenched your thrist, refreshed a parched body. Water could also hide hazards and drown your ass.\par \tab Brianna moved slowly about pushing away collecting garbage; Boyd stood behind her still recovering from the near mishap. Noting Brianna\rquote s lovely naked body he smiled and got wood.\par \tab\lquote nice.\rquote He said to himself and moved slowly up behind the unsuspecting girl. She knew he was there\emdash\lquote specially when his cock touched her ass.\par \tab\ldblquote Oooooh,\rdblquote she said, \ldblquote I think I feel a snake!\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd laughed, \ldblquote Yeah, a BIG cottonmouth!\rdblquote\par \tab Brianna giggled\emdash\lquote well, not THAT big!\rquote she turned to face him and take holt of his schlong, stroke it lovingly, then embrace her horny beau. Boyd wasn\rquote t so much into \ldblquote embracing\rdblquote ; it was just something he had to tolerate. Girls! The only part of the embracing he liked was being up against his girl, squeezing her breasts against his chest, his cock against her body, and his hands groping her butt. Other than that he could do without the embracing and just get down to the business at hand.\par \tab Slowly the embracing faded and the two moved to the muddy bank where Brianna laid down not so thrilled with the \ldblquote mud\rdblquote but it was easily and handily washed off. Boyd mounted with his cock going right into her sex. He was all a-blush, smiling, giggling, being a typical mischievous boy. His cock was nice and pleased Brianna. They began to kiss and Boyd began to pump.\par \tab Suddenly, there were voices\'85\par \page\tab The voices couldn\rquote t be made out but they were boys. Boyd and Brianna slipped into the river and were mostly concealed by the foliage. Four boys came down from the tracks down the hillside, one boy was shirtless.\par \tab\ldblquote Do you know them?\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd shook his head, \ldblquote high schoolers.\rdblquote he said. Squinting hard he tried to make out who was who; Hank Herbert, Craig Nelson he recognized and could identify\emdash they were from his town. They were high schoolers and around sixteen or so. The other two boys weren\rquote t known.\par \tab By their talk and other attributes it was determined that the boys were \ldblquote not nice.\rdblquote Bully-like if not fully bully; bad mouths; crass; and muscled. The slinking ones in the river thought it best not to make themselves known\emdash\lquote specially being naked!\par \tab The four boys came down the hill pushing and shoving one another; the leader, Hank Herbert, was most muscled, shirtless, very tan all over, long dark hair and hated people of color, people of other countries, school, authority figures, and then everyone else. He made a quick look to the river then made for under the trestle and up inside. The others followed pushing and shoving one another. \par \tab The voices could hardly be heard but Boyd caught something about,\par \tab\ldblquote Ole Mr. Matthews would shit if he knew,\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Fucker knows, but he cant prove shit!\rdblquote\par \tab Other statements were made but couldn\rquote t be made out.\par \tab Suddenly,\par \tab\ldblquote SON-OF-A-FUCKING-BITCH!\rdblquote that was Hank\emdash and he was pissed. \ldblquote Some motherfucker stole my stash!\rdblquote\par \tab ut-oh\par \tab\lquote Ut-oh.\rquote Boyd gulped.\par \tab Brianna shot him a look. She looked a fright. Wisely the two slid further back to be further away and out of sight. The four boys came out kicking the dirt with Hank Herbert the most pissed.\par \tab\ldblquote God-fucking-damn it!\rdblquote\par \tab then,\par \tab\ldblquote Hey!\rdblquote shouted one of the boys Boyd didn\rquote t know, \ldblquote look at this shit.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Oh, no!\rdblquote breathed Brianna, \ldblquote Our clothes!\rdblquote\par \tab Hank was furious and looked around madly, one of his cronies held panties in his hand and opening them up he made a determination, \par \tab\ldblquote Hey, these a little bitch\rquote s drawers!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote FIND THEM!\rdblquote shouted Hank.\par \tab Boyd grabbed Brianna dragging her under water and away.\par \pard\qc\page *\par \pard\par getting down and dirty\par \tab Dawn Omassman; of all the girls in town, even in the neighboring towns; girls who were teenage years; girls who were cheerleaders; and girls who had popularity hands down\emdash had nothing in the looks department that Dawn Omassman had. She was just thirteen but had incredible beauty; styled auburn hair, gorgeous skin, and pleasing oh-so pleasing to the eye.\par \tab She looked great in dresses, skirts, or jeans. She was friendly, outgoing, and everyone liked her. Logan Masters was one who \ldblquote liked\rdblquote her and though they were not \ldblquote boyfriend/girlfriend\rdblquote they hung out like they were. Logan Masters was \ldblquote warm for her form.\rdblquote Which was typical of most teenage boys. Logan was a year older; he had looks that were pleasing to the eye, too.\par \tab One day, Logan was at Dawn\rquote s house\emdash reason unknown. In the kitchen, where Logan was lingering, was Dawn and her little sister, Stephanie. Stephanie was a mere six years young. Whether or not there was anyone else was not known\emdash not yet.\par \tab The group were yapping, a plate of cookies was cooling\emdash minus a couple that young Stephanie had snagged. She was a cutey herself, long blond hair, blue eyes, and cute as a button! Logan leaned against a counter, also noshing on a cookie while Dawn made another batch intended for some party later on.\par \tab Next thing you know\emdash the yapping Dawn and Stephanie stopped yapping.\par \tab Logan stood still\emdash somewhat, he looked at the girls and seemed nervous. He had polished off the cookie and had something hidden in his hands. Slowly\emdash ever so slowly he moved towards Dawn checking Stephanie as he did so. Once at Dawn\emdash he waved his hand right in front of her face.\par \tab The girl didn\rquote t respond; she didn\rquote t rear back, lean back, nothing.\par \tab Logan held his breath, licked his lips thoughtfully, then \ldblquote casually\rdblquote brushed the back of his hand against Dawn\rquote s right breast. The girl didn\rquote t respond, didn\rquote t yell, didn\rquote t kill him. The oven timer showed 7 minutes before the next batch of cookies\emdash that was time enough. \par \tab Stepping up close to Dawn\emdash and continuing to check Stephanie, Logan embraced Dawn, squeezing her to him and riskily patting her butt. The girl still didn\rquote t freak out, scream, or kill him. Logan sighed and began an earnest butt grope followed by squeezing her delicious teenage breasts.\par \page\tab With his cock burgeoning the foreplay ended with Logan on his knees undoing Dawn\rquote s light blue jeans. They were \ldblquote tight\rdblquote and he betted that her Dad had fits when seeing his daughter waltzing about so. Anyways, down came Dawn\rquote s pants. Though there wasn\rquote t really sufficient time\emdash Logan took a moment to ogle the girl in her powder blue panties. Nice-nice-nice.\par \tab With the powder blue panties down it was even nicer!\par \tab Breathing hard there just wasn\rquote t time\emdash but screw it! With extreme caution and care he put Dawn on the floor. The view of her naked cunny was incredible! Right down onto it did Logan go, licking the furry burger with gusto! He tasted a little pee but didn\rquote t mind it\emdash he lapped happily away until his throbbing organ still locked inside his pants demanded attention. Reaching down he quickly undone his pants and pushed them down then positioned himself on top of the unwary girl.\par \tab The buzzer on the oven was a bit of a distraction\emdash but screw it! Logan noted the buzzer but kept on his task\emdash which was putting it to thirteen year old Dawn O. Her pussy was fantastic! His cock went sailing nicely into her quim\emdash repeatedly. When he finally achieved a \ldblquote rhythm\rdblquote he took the moment to push up her shirt and get at those breasts.\par \tab What bothered him was the lifelessness in her beautiful eyes.\par \tab Then the pivotal moment of ecstasy came but not the anticipated orgasm. It was there but then it wasn\rquote t. The humping was still good, though. \par \tab Reaching for Stephanie he hooked the girl\rquote s pants and pulled her to him; he gave his cock a bit of a rest break and undone Steph\rquote s purple pants taking them down. Lavender panties greeted him. He seemed to have no compunction about the age of the girl and pulled down her panties. A huge broad smile came to be on his face\emdash he resumed screwing the girl\rquote s sister and seemed to have lurid thoughts escalating to the point whereas he gently laid the child down and began fingering her bald pussy.\par \tab The act\emdash the act of molesting Stephanie, increased his sexual fire and he seriously \ldblquote put it to\rdblquote the girl\rquote s big sister. His eyes, though, maintain a lock on the near naked Stephanie. There was something about seeing the girl laid out on the floor, pants and panties at her ankles, her nice naked bald pussy right there for him to finger\emdash it increased his sex drive and he drove it deeper with more umph.\par \tab The umph ended another two minutes in with a dramatic fury. Logan arched his back and very nearly howled at the moon! He did take one of Dawn\rquote s hands having her rub his sweaty ass. The sensations were more than he could imagine\emdash even more so!\par \page\tab When finally the deed was done, Logan rest a moment while his naughty cock squirted all its juices. Then there was the necessary clean-up and putting the girls back to where they were\emdash but not before taking his tongue to Stephanie\rquote s pussy. He just had to!\par \tab Little Steph remained steadfastly still but just a minute into the deed of licking her out\emdash Dawn began to stir. Logan scurried about the floor in search for his mind altering device and was in a dire panic when there was a blinking yellow light on the keypad. That wasn\rquote t good news.\par \tab First of first was getting his pants up. Then he brought Dawn up and wiped clean her cum stained cunny\emdash and got sexually horny again. Caressing her ass, wiping her pussy, and seeing the naked Stephanie on the floor all put the poor boy into a frenzy. Somehow he curbed himself and straightened Dawn out, then pulled Steph up, wiped her down, and took a daring minute to pull his cock out and hump the little girl\rquote s sweet face!\par \tab What a guy!\par \par \pard\qc *\par \pard\par \tab\ldblquote River musta took \lquote em.\rdblquote stated one of the other boys.\par \tab\ldblquote Bullshit!\rdblquote bitch-shouted Hank, \ldblquote Fuckers are here!\rdblquote\par \tab The other boys would disagree with Hank, they wouldn\rquote t dare.\par \tab\ldblquote Go up on the bridge,\rdblquote bitched Hank, \ldblquote see if you can see them from there.\rdblquote\par \tab Craig and another boy scurried up the hillside and onto the bridge.\par \tab Hank, holding the mixed clothing of the two unknowns stomped around the river\rquote s edge yelling loudly \ldblquote WHERE ARE YOU?\rdblquote then, in a fit of pissed offedness launched the clothing into the river.\par \tab The other remaining boy, Allen Assburns, said \ldblquote Hey, maybe some bum-hobo guy found the loot.\rdblquote\par \tab It was a possibility. Hank was still pissed and it didn\rquote t sit well with him. Suddenly, from up on the bridge, the two boys began yelling.\par \tab\ldblquote What the fuck?\rdblquote Hank asked of Allen.\par \tab Allen shrugged \ldblquote I don\rquote t know\rdblquote to wit Hank slugged him in the chest saying, \ldblquote Go fucking find out!\rdblquote then kicked at the ground sending dirt flying to the fleeing Allen.\par \tab Allen had no more gotten to the top of the hill when the distinctive sound of a train rumbled into the sullen air. The boys on the bridge were running, they had made it to the middle of the bridge and the train was coming across from the opposite end.\par \tab It was quite a frightening experience.\par \page\tab So much so that one of the boys, Craig, jumped.\par \tab The other boy with him was freaking out yelling to be heard but not over the roar of the 2:10 Westbound. He was no where near the safety standout and just inches from the whizzing by locomotive.\par \tab On shore and Hank was not so freaking out as he was pissed, kicking the ground and flipping out. Allen was screaming, dancing around\emdash then saw Craig floundering in the middle of the river. \par \tab\ldblquote NOOOO!\rdblquote he screamed\emdash and watched the boy disappear under. In a flash he was off getting sidelined by Hank.\par \tab\ldblquote You fuckin\rquote dope! Whattya fuckin\rquote doing?\rdblquote\par \tab In a short burst of bravery times two, Allen shoved Hank screaming,\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote m going after him!\rdblquote\par \tab Hank temporarily forgot/forgave the shove, \ldblquote You fuckin\rquote idiot, you cant go in there!\rdblquote\par \tab Hank was wrong \lquote cause Allen did.\par \tab There was no sign of Tory, the other boy who had been on the bridge. Hank walked around in circles cussing and talking to himself. Allen was out beyond the pylon\emdash where the current was strong. There was no sign of Craig.\par \tab\ldblquote Son-of-a-fucking-bitch!\rdblquote bitched Hank\emdash he continued to waltz around kicking and bitching. Then,\par \tab From out in the middle channel of the river Allen began screaming for help. Hank made way to the water but stopped when the river was up to his knees. Allen was floundering and going under being swept further upstream. Hank backed up out of the water and the spot where the trail came down from the hill. He seemed nervous and not quite himself.\par \tab Then, in a sudden burst of bravery without the macho bravado he charged into the water. From the onset it was clear\emdash he couldn\rquote t swim and seemed deathly afraid of water. Floundering himself the boy nearly drowned\emdash to the point of where the slinking in hiding Boyd Aryndon nearly came out to help. \par \tab Hank, though, managed to grab the rope and pull himself back to shore where he collapsed sputtering and choking for several minutes. After some time had passed the boy pushed himself up, hung his head and said stuff unintelligible. With a long sigh he stood up and turned to the river.\par \tab A barge was coming, it blared it\rquote s horn as it came to the trestle, a customary obligation or something. Hank sloughed his way up the hill\emdash where he found the lifeless body of the other boy, Tory. He hadn\rquote t been hit by the train\emdash he merely had died of fright. Hank stared at him for a long while, then screamed at him, kicked him, then fled down the tracks home.\par \page\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t ever want to come back here again.\rdblquote firmly stated Brianna.\par \tab\ldblquote Gotcha,\rdblquote Boyd said holding her hand and guiding her out of the weeds, \ldblquote no problem.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote How we going to get home?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Walk, I guess.\rdblquote Boyd said with a shrug.\par \tab\ldblquote Without our clothes?\rdblquote Brianna asked sharply.\par \tab Boyd, exasperated, \ldblquote You know where they are.\rdblquote\par \tab Brianna relaxed; yeah, she knew. A look to the river and she sighed dejectedly. \ldblquote Son-of-a-fucking-bitch.\rdblquote then, \ldblquote Guess we walk home naked.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Guess so.\rdblquote \par \par \pard\qc *\par \pard\par naughty is as naughty does\par \tab Dawn looked as if she were about to hurl.\par \tab Little Stephanie sneezed and then farted.\par \tab Logan looked like he was ready to bolt.\par \tab But not to worry, Dawn recovered; she got a wet washcloth going on her pretty face, rubbed her stomach, then scooted to the bathroom, dragging Stephanie with her. That act somewhat alarmed Logan Masters and after the hall bathroom out of the kitchen closed he quickly followed.\par \tab Noting that there was a light \lquote neath the door he tread carefully so as not to cast a shadow and alert the girls on the other side; then he knelt down and peered thru the skeleton key hole.\par \tab He couldn\rquote t see much\emdash but what he saw was enlightening. Dawn was apparently sitting on the toilet, whether or not she was with pants on or not was not known; but little Stephanie stood before her sister with her pants and undies down.\par \tab Dawn was checking Stephanie for signs of rape!\par \tab Logan began to sweat; did she check herself? Logan realized there could be a slight problem with his shenanigans. Bringing the EMAD out to play he firstly debated \lquote too much use and the Subject gets a brain tumor\rquote the guy whom Logan got the mind altering device warned him. Not too mention would it work thru a wooden door?\tab\par \tab\lquote sight on sight\rquote Logan had been told, the EMAD had to have a line of sight with the Subject and try not to go after more than two or three. But he had to try\emdash Dawn seemed suspicious and he had to nip that in the bud and quick!\par \tab\lquote you can manipulate their minds a little\emdash instruct new instructions.\rquote But he had to be careful, small words, slowly spoken, and short instruct.\par \page\tab The EMAD control panel blinked to life and he watched the small little diode lights blink and sighed relief when the green lights indicated Subject One & Two were \ldblquote tagged.\rdblquote He waited a moment longer then twisted the knob\emdash relieved again that Dawn hadn\rquote t locked the door.\par \tab Dawn had her pants on still\emdash that was good. Little Stephanie had her pants and undies at her ankles. In one point, Logan was pissed that he couldn\rquote t be trusted! It annoyed him but he understood the girl\rquote s position\emdash no one\emdash NO ONE could be trusted.\par \tab Dropping down behind the pantsed Steph, Logan caressed the girl\rquote s ass, \ldblquote reached around\rdblquote and fingered her little dainty pussy before locking eyes with Dawn. She seemed so serious! With a nervous sigh he stood and pulled Dawn up to a standing position then got her pants undone (again.)\par \tab A washrag wiped clean her cunt but he still wondered if she could discover in some way that she had been fucked? He wondered how he could word it so she wouldn\rquote t find out.\par \tab With her pussy clean\emdash\lquote nothing happened.\rquote It was simple and the best that he could come up with. Then he slightly worried about \lquote what if she\rquote ll get pregnant?\rquote consequences.\par \tab For a long while he stood with his mind in uproar. At length he settled, hugged the girl into an embrace, caressed her ass\emdash and subsequently got horny again! So what was a horny boy to do? He smiled and gently laid the girl down on the floor\'85\par \par There\rquote s no morals like having no morals\par \tab The smell of cookies filled the cool air\emdash mixed in the lingering odor of fresh made sex! It was a bit of a quandary to diversify whether he was turned on by putting it to Dawn\emdash or the little girl laying nakedly on the floor by them? All over Stephanie\rquote s body did he roam a hand; fingering a pussy, turning her over to caress her butt\emdash even spank it! All the while he humped the girl\rquote s teenage sister.\par \tab It was a good fuck\emdash only interrupted by the intrusion of the girls\rquote Mother\emdash Logan had always wanted to fuck Debra Omassman (and so he did!) \par \tab Slipping out of the bathroom\emdash leaving the girls as they were on the floor, Logan sneaked up to the transition from the hallway to the kitchen. Debra stood with her back to him; she was beautiful! In her 30s, auburn hair that was beautifully styled; she wore beige slacks, a striped blouse, and a few pieces of jewelry.\par \tab And that smell! Her perfume magically overwhelmed the cookies!\par \page\tab Logan had long since been enamored with Debra Omassman, inasmuch as he jerked off thinking of Dawn, and a few other girls he knew, he did equally hump his favorite organ thinking of Debra. \par \tab At the breakfast table she had a collection of mail she was rifling through; a small bag of groceries, and a briefcase. Logan knew he was a risky venture\emdash he had Dawn and Stephanie in the bathroom, the warning of \lquote don\rquote t go overboard\rquote rang in his head. But he had to try.\par \tab Very-very carefully he pressed the appropriate sensor buttons on the Electronic Mind Altering Device and prayed for a green light. On the indicator LCD screen there was indicated the brain wave patterns of the intended Subject. That was a good thing, it meant that the EMAD had contact with the Subject.\par \tab Next was \ldblquote capturing\rdblquote those brain wave patterns.\par \tab Proceed? The EMAD asked.\par \tab Logan sighed, if he said YES and pressed the appropriate button\emdash either the EMAD would lock Debra\rquote s mind\emdash or the unit would fail completely being overtaxed.\par \tab There was no backup plan. No plan B. No escape.\par \tab For a second he thought of carefully backing up to the bathroom and releasing Dawn and her sister. That would have been the wiser thought of action. But being horny and lustful for Debra overwhelmed him and closing his eyes he went on with the Procedure.\par \tab For a second\emdash nothing. With eyes closed he listened\emdash no shuffling of mail, no jingle of bracelets on the wrist. The scent of cookies and wild strawberry perfume filled the air only. Logan opened his eyes and saw Debra standing absolutely still.\par \tab On the EMAD\emdash green lights across the board. The little nifty Pervert\rquote s device extradoniare was working beautifully and showed that it had not one, not two, but three brain wave patterns\emdash locked! Amazing!\par \tab On his knees behind her, Logan slid her slack down pressing his face to her panty clad ass. As much as he liked fucking Dawn and rubbing Stephanie\rquote s ass\emdash getting jiggy with the girls\rquote Mom was tops. For a minute or so he merely rubbed his face all over the woman\rquote s ass; then he slid her panties down and repeated the deed\emdash licking her butt as an addition.\par \tab That was followed up by taking the woman to the floor.\par \tab Easier said than done.\par \page\tab Dawn and Stephanie were easy, they didn\rquote t weigh as much. A full grown woman who was six feet tall and some years older was a bit of a task. There were better EMADs that allowed the User to \ldblquote instruct\rdblquote his Subjects. Logan didn\rquote t have one of those upgraded devices and was lucky to have the one he had!\par \tab There wasn\rquote t time but Logan took a long looksee at Debra once he had her slacks and panties off followed by her blouse and bra. The woman in her thirties was laid out on the floor\emdash stark naked. It was a treasure to behold\emdash and he beholded it!\par \tab Enough gawking, down came his pants and onto the woman he went dragging his throbbing erection against her cunt. He nearly exploded right then and there as he began slipping himself into her sex. It was more fantastic than he could imagine! He knew his cock was spewing before he was all the way in her!\par \tab What if SHE got pregnant?\par \tab Wow. Wouldn\rquote t THAT be a dousy? Both she and her teenage daughter\emdash pregnant! There was no Mr. Omassman in the house, no brothers, and no boyfriends. It would be curious for sure as to how both came up with child. \par \tab Logan concentrated on the deed and humped a good hump feeling his cock surging with each pump. Debra\rquote s nipples hardened drawing Logan to suckle and increase his sex driving. He knew in part that it would be a bit better if the one(s) he made love to where \ldblquote awake\rdblquote and not so zombie-like. But it was a fair bet that neither Debra or her daughter would let him screw them like he was doing.\par \tab With one final drive he released a massive wad of pent up cum. An entire body shudder there was followed by a near passing out. A total lack of energy and he was just about worthless. But what a scene; Logan\rquote s pants and undies at his ankles, sprawled out on a naked woman sprawled out on her kitchen floor. Then, down the hall in a bathroom, two girls were laid out mindless, too!\par \tab Logan took a few minutes to recover\emdash his cock was STILL in Debra\rquote s pussy! Pulling out and another jet of spunk spewed forth. The sensation of cumming and withdrawing was mind-blowing. It was orgasmic! Another shudder, a shiver, and Logan Master\rquote s lay off on his back heaving\emdash he never noticed the green lights on his wrist worn EMAD go to yellow\'85\par \pard\qc\page *\par \pard\par spendin\rquote the night together\emdash uh-huh\emdash oh-oh\emdash yeah\par \tab\ldblquote You\rquote re gonna get me in sooo much trouble!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Relax, babe, it\rquote ll be cool.\rdblquote\par \tab Famous last words.\par \tab The walk from the trestle thru the meadow, avoiding the sunken mine site, and then up to the edge of the meadow was a long walk\emdash\lquote specially when yer naked and barefoot!\par \tab\ldblquote Fuckers could have left our shoes!\rdblquote bitched Brianna.\par \tab Boyd had always wanted to go nude but this was a bit much. He understood a little bit why the wearing of clothes was important\emdash that fucking sun was HOT!\par \tab From the edge of the meadow to Brianna\rquote s grandparents\rquote house was a bit of a stretch\emdash there was an empty bare field then the house. A lodge pole fence surrounded the house, the house sat in the middle of its lot having twenty feet or so of bare open space from the fence to the house. And Brianna\rquote s bedroom was, of course, on the second floor. A bit of a stretch indeed. And it was hours before the sun set. Brianna had to be IN long before that\emdash some chores to do, to be seen at least, and supper at six. It was four-thirty.\par \tab In the backyard there was laundry fluttering in the slight breeze. A rock garden with cactus plants all about, a bit of lawn with unmowed grass that Boyd was supposed to mow, and broad daylight to compensate for.\par \tab Boyd\rquote s feet were sore, so were Brianna\rquote s. It was hot out, their tan bodies were searing with some sunburn in the make. \par \tab\ldblquote What\rquote s the plan?\rdblquote Brianna asked.\par \tab Boyd didn\rquote t have one\emdash but he was making one. Taking his girl\rquote s hand he led her to the right keeping just inside the meadow. As it was, Brianna\rquote s grandparents\rquote house there was a small dirt road behind the backyard. A massive open field of dirt and piles of debris was there but the distance to the house was significantly smaller and offered better concealment.\par \tab Of course, from the backyard fence to the house there was openness.\par \tab\ldblquote We might be able to make the shed (tool shed).\rdblquote\par \tab Brianna agreed.\par \tab\ldblquote Any chance of clothes being in there?\rdblquote\par \tab Brianna wasn\rquote t sure, but there WERE clothes on the clothes line.\par \page\tab Hunkering down in the tall grass next to a huge pile of cement rubble, the two butt naked well cooked kids waited. And waited. And waited some more. Then they waited some more before finally the heat of the day prompted them to risk exposure and getting into serious trouble. Holding hands they broke and ran across the small dirt road to the fence then thru the middle and hustled to the old tool shed.\par \tab Luck was with them\emdash the back door was unlocked. Scurrying inside the kids were relieved that they were out of the intense sun. With a sigh they slumped to the cement floor finding some relief there as it was cool.\par \tab\ldblquote I guess we made it.\rdblquote breathed Brianna.\par \tab\ldblquote Looks like.\rdblquote Boyd managed to say.\par \tab After a few minutes of cooling down they began searching for something to cover their nakedness.\par \tab No such luck there.\par \tab\ldblquote Damn.\rdblquote Boyd bitched.\par \tab From the grimy encrusted side window Brianna noted again the clothes on the line; some where even hers. From the backdoor she stood lingering going over in her mind how she would explain herself being naked in the backyard (with a naked boy in the tool shed!)\par \tab Probably wouldn\rquote t go over well. Taking the risk, though, Brianna dashed to the clothesline grabbing some clothes and then dashing back tripping over a shovel. Boyd was right there almost catching her before she fell\emdash but didn\rquote t. The fall hurt hurt\emdash knees, chin, elbow, and hands.\par \tab\ldblquote Son-of-a-bitch!\rdblquote she bitched.\par \tab\ldblquote Man, you been hangin\rquote around me too much.\rdblquote Boyd giggled.\par \tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yer cussin\rquote .\rdblquote he told her. \ldblquote You\rquote d better watch it around your grandfolks, they don\rquote t cotton to that shit and you\rquote ll get the switch after you at one end,\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote And soap on the other, I know, I know.\rdblquote\par \tab Standing her up, Boyd checked her over, brushed her off than assessed what she had managed to grab.\par \tab Two pants and a shirt.\par \tab The pants were, of course, hers.\par \tab And naturally they didn\rquote t fit him in no way.\par \tab\ldblquote Let me go in and check in at least.\rdblquote She slipped on her jean shorts and top, fussed with her hair, then asked,\par \tab\ldblquote How do I look?\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd smiled, \ldblquote You look good to me, babe!\rdblquote\par \page\tab Inside the house it was way cooler, three swamp coolers were in action and though they weren\rquote t the best for Midwest heat conditions, it was better than nothing. The kitchen was cool, blinds and curtains drawn to help keep cool in and heat out. It was noted that her Grandpa\rquote s truck was not in the drive\emdash so it was possible he and Granny were out.\par \tab Then she heard the tv.\par \tab Checking the clock on the wall it was afternoon tv talk show time. Granny never missed her favorite talk show. Brianna sighed and crept from the kitchen to the hallway. To the left was a walk-in pantry and the stairs down to the cellar. To the right was a short hall to the bathroom and laundry room. Straight ahead was the living room were 70 year old Granny sat in her granny-chair watching her afternoon talk show. The stairs to the second floor were right off from the transition hallway.\par \tab Ever mindful of the ninth, sixth, and fifth steps of the old wooden stairs Brianna slinked her way up and then hugged the wall minding the creaking old floorboards in the middle of the hallway to her bedroom. Once inside she nearly collapsed. In fact, she did. The experience of the day had been trying\emdash if not frightening. She didn\rquote t know the boys at the river but knew that if she and Boyd had been caught by them no telling what would have happened but it would not have been good.\par \tab But still, what happened to them bothered her.\par \tab Into the bathroom she went\emdash to pee and wash her face, then she returned to her bedroom fetching some pants at least she thought (and hoped) would fit her beau. Then it was back down the stairs minding the fifth, six, ninth steps that were extra squeaky. When at the bottom of stairs making way into the kitchen,\par \tab\ldblquote There\rquote s laundry on the line you can bring in.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Ok, Grandma.\rdblquote Brianna said. Couldn\rquote t put much passed that old gal. Brianna waited a moment to see if there was more; checking the clock she knew she had about twenty minutes before evening news. Granny would watch a bit of news and then start supper. Grandpa was in town at the local watering hole.\par \tab Out the backdoor and to the tool shed\emdash\par \tab The pants didn\rquote t fit.\par \tab\ldblquote If you didn\rquote t have that (indicating Boyd\rquote s weeny and attached testicles) they\rquote d fit perfectly.\rdblquote Boyd frowned and fretted, \ldblquote what now?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Well, it\rquote s too far to make for your house (in broad daylight), we\rquote ll just have to wait until dark.\rdblquote Boyd\rquote s home was WAY down the street with no cover, no back roads to use, no way to scurry without being seen.\par \tab Brianna grabbed the wicker basket and made for the clothesline.\par \page\tab When done collecting all the clothes she went to the backdoor and hurried her naked friend inside. \par \tab\ldblquote Put the basket in the laundry room, dear, I\rdblquote ll get to it in a bit.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Right, Granny.\rdblquote Brianna said\emdash and hustled to the laundry room placing the basket on the counter leaving her naked friend naked in the kitchen.\par \tab At the threshold to the living room Brianna paused to one side somewhat blocking Boyd\rquote s presence as he made for the stairs.\par \tab\ldblquote Anything else I can do for you, Granny?\rdblquote Brianna said politely.\par \tab\ldblquote No thank you, hon, not right now.\rdblquote She was deeply involved in her talk show. \ldblquote But you can help with supper in a bit.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yes, Granny.\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd hauled ass up the stairs\emdash not minding the ninth, sixth, or fifth, steps. Brianna frowned and followed suit.\par \tab\ldblquote I gotta pee!\rdblquote Boyd announced\emdash which gave Brianna cause to wonder \ldblquote why didn\rquote t you pee when you were outside!?\rdblquote\par \tab In the bathroom Boyd peed, with Brianna at the open door making sure no one came up. After the pee the boy hung his head in the washbasin drenching himself in cool refreshing water.\par \tab\ldblquote I need a shower.\rdblquote he announced.\par \tab That was risky, too risky.\par \tab\ldblquote Not right now.\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd relented and was taken by the hand to Brianna\rquote s room.\par \tab Boyd had never been in Brianna\rquote s bedroom before\emdash it wasn\rquote t allowed. The girl was into yellow\emdash or the theme of the room was yellow before her Summer arrival. On the twin size bed, though, was a teddy bear\emdash wearing a yellow dress. Paintings on the wall were of yellow daises. The bedding on the bed\emdash yellow.\par \tab After the \ldblquote tour\rdblquote Brianna scrounged around trying to find her naked beau some clothes. But girl clothes just didn\rquote t fit a \ldblquote boy.\rdblquote \par \tab\ldblquote I saw this movie once,\rdblquote she said helpfully, \ldblquote where I could wrap you up in a sheet.\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd considered it but thought against it in the end; the town was redneck but not into KKK thing and no one was afraid of ghosts or believed in them\emdash and if they SAW a ghost they\rquote d chase after and beat the shit out of it then call the media to come have a look at it.\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll just hang out here with you, babe!\rdblquote Boyd said smilingly.\par \tab And although Brianna thought that that wouldn\rquote t be all that bad, her Grandparents might think otherwise. Eventually he would be found out.\par \page \tab Boyd flopped onto the bed\emdash making it squeak as he bounced. The girl gave him such a look. \lquote DON\rquote T DO THAT!\rquote \par \tab The boy looked dejected and lay with his hands behind his back, one leg dangling off the side of the bed.\par \tab\ldblquote Wonder where Fat\emdash Angus and Autumn girl are?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Maybe they got lost?\rdblquote\par \tab Boyd didn\rquote t think so.\par \tab Suddenly, the fifth, sixth and ninth steps of the stairs where heard.\par \tab\ldblquote Shit, she\rquote s coming!\rdblquote Brianna bitched hard.\par \tab Boyd flew up from the bed totally frightened\emdash like the poor boy who died of fright when the train whizzed by him.\par \tab\ldblquote CLOSET!\rdblquote almost yelled Brianna.\par \tab Boyd had gone to the open window but it was a hell of a drop\'85\par \tab The door flew open just as Brianna closed the closet door.\par \tab\ldblquote What\rquote s going on here?\rdblquote Granny said knowing \ldblquote something\rdblquote was going on.\par \tab\ldblquote Just putting away laundry and stuff.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I heard voices.\rdblquote The old nosey woman said.\par \tab Brianna put on a face of wonderment, \ldblquote I was just talking to Mr. Mistofoles.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote You\rquote re getting to old for that nonsense.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yes, M\rquote am.\rdblquote\par \tab Then,\par \tab\ldblquote Did you put away your laundry or just dump on the floor?\rdblquote and with that the wise old lady whisked open the closet doors. Brianna was in a real fright and quickly tried to conjure up a response to why there was a naked boy in her closet.\par \tab But there was no \ldblquote naked boy\rdblquote in the closet. Granny seemed miffed and after straightening some things hanging closed the door. She seemed confused and then apologetic, \par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote m sorry, dear, I know you are a good girl and still just a child.\rdblquote She offered a meager smile and left the room without another word leaving Brianna still in a confused state of being.\par \tab For a minute or so she just stood there\emdash then she made for the closet and whisked open the doors herself. There was a need for a light in the closet but there was no light.\par \tab\ldblquote Are you here?\rdblquote\par \tab From a small mound of clothes and assorted crap in the darkened corner\emdash\par \tab\ldblquote Yep, I are!\rdblquote\par \page\tab There was nothing to do but wait\emdash for darkness.\par \tab Well, there WAS something to do\emdash but they had to be quiet about it.\par \tab Right there in the closet, Brianna and her beau did the nasty. It was oh so risky! Brianna stripped off her clothes (again) and mounted her studly lover. There was a board in the closet they made squeak but they got into the groove and humped a good hump. Thereafter, they kinda sorta fell asleep! It was a little warm (in the closet) and Brianna only awoke when she heard the creaky ole boards in the hallway.\par \tab It wasn\rquote t her Granny, though; but Grandpa. He wouldn\rquote t barge in on her, though\emdash he had done that once right when she was changing clothes and vowed never to do it again. The old man had just come in from town and made for the bathroom first, then to his bedroom.\par \tab Wiping the sleep from her eyes she slipped out of the closet and checked the time.\par \tab\ldblquote I\rquote ve gotta get to the kitchen and help out.\rdblquote \par \tab Boyd sighed, \ldblquote Whattya having?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Not sure, cornbread for sure, though.\rdblquote It was a staple food and most always on the table.\par \tab\ldblquote Bring me some, I\rquote m starvin\rquote !\rdblquote\par \tab Brianna promised and fled the room\emdash after putting on some clothes.\par \par \pard\qc *\par \pard\par oh, that\rquote s just not right\par \tab His cock ached. OH how it ached! But it was for a good cause. After pulling out of Debra and suckling on her breasts he virtually crawled to the hall bathroom where Dawn and Stephanie still laid out as they were. Logan went right to little Stephanie and began licking on her young cunt. He knew she was young and \ldblquote putting it to her\rdblquote would be more than wrong\emdash but he wanted to. \par \tab What he did, though, in lieu of sinking his aching prong directly into her bald beaver was lay his steaming prick against the girl\rquote s soft sex and enjoy humping her there.\par \tab That was then he noticed the flickering lights on his electronic device.\par \tab\ldblquote Oh, shit!\rdblquote\par \tab that wasn\rquote t good.\par \tab Dawn was moving, moaning, fluttering her eyes; Stephanie was crying! Debra, on the kitchen floor, was moaning and flailing her head. this was not good\emdash no, not good at all. Logan was panicking.\par \page\tab\lquote if what you\rquote re doing goes wrong,\rquote said the guy whom Logan received the mind altering device, \lquote use the red button.\rquote\par \tab\ldblquote What\rquote s the \ldblquote red button\rdblquote for?\rdblquote\par \tab\lquote emergency use only.\rquote It gave the User a few minutes to set things right\emdash or get the hell away.\par \tab It was a bit of a chore and he had to be real damn careful with Dawn and Stephanie beginning to \ldblquote come around\rdblquote but he dragged them out of the bathroom to be near their Mom so when he utilized the Emergency procedure they would all be together\emdash the emergency button was a one time thing only. Stored energy and every other available bit of power was used to overwhelm the \ldblquote awakening\rdblquote mind of the Subject(s). One shot, one time.\par \tab\ldblquote How much time?\rdblquote Logan had inquired.\par \tab\lquote that depends, on the unit, how much it\rquote s been used, the subjects.\rquote\par \tab Could be five minutes, or five seconds.\par \tab Squatting down and lining up the infer-red sensors at the top of the unit to the heads of the Subjects, Logan fretted. He knew (after the fact) that his DNA was IN Debra and Dawn. No matter how much cleaning them outside, his cum was IN their pussies. If they should get pregnant and they didn\rquote t know who or how or whatever, and weren\rquote t into the thought of \ldblquote immaculate conception\rdblquote then a search of the culprit would begin. No matter how nice Logan was or thought of\emdash he would be a suspect. Lots of boys, men Debra knew, virtually everyone in town who had a swinging cock would be tested.\par \tab Debra moaned, slung her head and raised her head.\par \tab Dawn said something unintelligible but said something just the same.\par \tab Stephanie was crying.\par \tab Logan pressed the Red Button.\par \par \tab He never noticed the very small \ldblquote clock\rdblquote in the corner of the LCD screen. Had it been there before? Curious. It looked like a normal kitchen clock without the numbers or the time hands, just a sweeping second hand. The \ldblquote face\rdblquote of the clock was green, as the second hand sweeped it left a white field behind it.\par \tab Logan did know\emdash and wasn\rquote t sure that he wanted to. He munched on a cinnamon cookie and marveled a moment at the three family members on the floor.\par \tab Then the phone rang. Noting the time on the stove clock\emdash they were supposed to be somewhere else. Logan once more hauled the girls down the hall and into then into the bathroom. \par \tab There wasn\rquote t time but Logan couldn\rquote t help himself\emdash he humped again little Stephanie spilling his seed all over her delicate poon. He knew he was a dog, an immoral dog but the girl was some fucking pretty. A \ldblquote shiver\rdblquote ravaged his body and he humped on the girl until he could hump no more.\par \tab Then he laid on Dawn, noted the clock on the EMAD and loved on her all the time the second hand \ldblquote sweeped\rdblquote around the mini clock one time. Then there was of note the white field previously seen turned yellow.\par \tab Logan guessed the next time \ldblquote around\rdblquote the field would be red and when the second hand came to the Twelve O\rquote clock position\emdash time would be up.\par \tab Once more and Logan cleaned the girls off; then he dressed them and returned them to their original positions\emdash Dawn on the toilet and Stephanie before her with her clothes at her ankles. Logan wanted to jump in the shower\emdash his cock ached!\tab\par \tab In the kitchen he put Debra back where she had been and he oh-so wanted to love on her. It would have to wait, though\emdash the mini clock on the EMAD display began to pulse red.\par \tab Debra had a runny nose; she slung her head and stumbled a bit muttering, \ldblquote What the fu--\rdblquote but didn\rquote t finish.\par \tab\ldblquote You alright, Ms. Omassman?\rdblquote Logan asked.\par \tab Debra Omassman looked to Logan strangely, then recovered, farted, and seemed at a slight loss.\par \tab\ldblquote Uhm, ahem,\rdblquote Logan said clearing his throat, \ldblquote we\rquote re gonna be late.\rdblquote\par \tab He tapped his watch, nodded his head, and tried to look as innocent as possible.\par \tab\ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote the woman who had a nice tight cunt said, \ldblquote Where are the girls?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Bathroom.\rdblquote Logan said shaking his head, \lquote girls are always in the bathroom.\rquote They either had bowel problems\emdash or maybe there was something else going on?\par \tab The \ldblquote girls\rdblquote came out of the bathroom\emdash they looked confused and weren\rquote t too sure of what was going on. Their Mother got onto them,\par \tab\ldblquote You\rquote ve been fooling around in that bathroom and now we\rquote re late!\rdblquote\par \tab Dawn looked to her little sister, \ldblquote She-she had to go.\rdblquote\par \tab Debra squatted down and took Stephanie\rquote s hands, \ldblquote You\rquote re getting to be a big girl, now; you can \ldblquote go\rdblquote by yourself!\rdblquote\par \tab And with that the group grabbed plates of cookies, covered them, and hurried off to the party. Logan\rquote s cock still ache but he had a fix for that\'85\par \page\par \tab\ldblquote Wow.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yep.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote What IS that thing?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote It\rquote s called an EMAD.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote What the hell\rquote s that?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote You haven\rquote t heard of an EMAD?\rdblquote\par \tab brief pause; then, \ldblquote Oh, yeah\emdash haha, sure I have!\rdblquote liar\par \tab\ldblquote It\rquote s short for Electronic Mind Altering Device. An electronic mind controller.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote I thought he was a nice boy.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote He is, just a horny one.\rdblquote\par \tab Autumn knew Logan Masters, she knew Dawn and Stephanie, too. \par \tab\ldblquote Aren\rquote t those things illegal?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yep, just like AKs, downloading music, and moonshine!\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Come on,\rdblquote Angus said cheerfully, \ldblquote let\rquote s hit the malt shoppe, I\rquote m hungry!\rdblquote and he had money to spend before \ldblquote hitting the road.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Aren\rquote t we like supposed to be somewhere else meeting someone?\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote Yeah, right after my burger deluxe. We\rquote ve kinda of gotten side tracked.\rdblquote\par \tab\ldblquote No shit.\rdblquote Autumn been hanging around the boys too much, too.\par \tab Logan Masters, though, wasn\rquote t the only one to have an \ldblquote illegal\rdblquote mind altering device.\fs24\par \f1\fs20\par }