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Book 9\par
Chapter 21\par
And the Saga Continues\par
More Shorties\par
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Y\rquote know, the world can be amazing (when you\rquote re slightly strange)\par
Warning, when I say \ldblquote Bite me\rdblquote  I consider that foreplay\par
Calling \ldblquote Shotgun\rdblquote  while sitting in the paddy wagon is a great way to lighten the mood (after being arrested)\par
Fuck mornings, fuck Monday-Tuesday-Wednesday-Thursday-Friday Mornings, fuck anything \ldblquote in the morning\rdblquote  that doesn\rquote t involve sleeping, sex, or bacon\par
I fell out of my wheelchair recently and my life splashed before me eyes and all I saw were skanks and vodka.\par
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Insert goofy game show buzzer sound here\par
\tab Another girl Walter knew, Nancy Givesashitt, he most definitely wanted to see naked.  She was a white girl, very pretty, popular, had an amazing voice, and a great personality.  She also acknowledged Walter\rquote s existence on the Earth.  That was a plus.  (and he heard her fart at a pizza party!)\par
\tab So, while at the girl\rquote s house hanging loose as an invited friend, and several other girls there also, the opportunity arose whereas the \ldblquote unseen\rdblquote  Oscar paved the way for Walter to pave his cock\emdash into Nancy\rquote s twat!\par
\tab The girl was a virgin\emdash all around!  Nice-nice titties\emdash soft and supple, just right for pawing.  Her poon pie was neatly trimmed and she was only just beginning to find and discover the pleasures of fingering herself.  She wasn\rquote t na\'efve, however, she well enough knew what a \ldblquote blowjob\rdblquote  was and even what \ldblquote cornholing\rdblquote  was.  Seeing boys naked?  Yeah, little boys mostly that she took care of but also boys her age and a little older\emdash boys masturbating and peeing in the woods while at Summer Camp.\par
\tab Standing naked in her bedroom and Walter was enamored.  So was Oscar!  The girl was a true beauty; she was in print, too!  A magazine had pictures of her hocking swimwear, skin lotion, hair care products.  She was amazingly beautiful and Walter was amazingly stricken by her.  So was Oscar!\par
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\pard\tab On her knees she serviced Walter\rquote s dong\emdash then Oscar.  The amazingly beautiful fifteen year old not only knew what a Blowjob was\emdash she knew how to give it, too.  And although she had never done so before\emdash she had amazing talent and \ldblquote gave head\rdblquote  like an expert.  \par
\tab The BJ was the most fantastic thing ever!  Ever!\par
\tab Then Walter C stuffed his hard mamba into Nancy\rquote s virgin cunt and it was the most fantastic thing\emdash ever!  His eyes rolled, his toes curled, and he was only part way in!  Shoving his fuck stick in, busting the virgin girl\rquote s cherry, and Walter C shuddered all over.  Oscar caressed and then spanked the boy\rquote s butt, squeezed the cheeks, then sat back on his heels to watch the fuck action take place.\par
\tab Using the girl\rquote s own panties she was cleaned up.  And while Walter stood by in a sexual funky frenzy, Oscar took his turn.  The girl\rquote s cunny had just been busted so the fuck of her was not \ldblquote sloppy seconds.\rdblquote   Some care was taken in delving into the girl\rquote s cunny; cupping her ass the man gently entered her finding orgasm just seconds away.  A final push and spunk matter was spurting.  There was no stopping it and so he didn\rquote t.\par
\tab Thrusting over and over and the girl received her own orgasm.  Her nipples hardened and the juices of her pussy soaked her bed.  Oscar fucked her slow\emdash until such time as he had no choice but to submit to the wiles of sexual progress.  The girl bucked beneath him; her beautiful face screwed up indicating confusion.\par
\tab Her asshole was equally virginal but the power of the EMAD was taxed so breeching that hole would have to wait until another time.  A bit o\rquote  rest, fondling the girl, cleaning her up, some spanking, lifting her legs and prodding the last remaining virgin territory, gliding against her fresh fucked slit, squirting spunk up along her stomach clear to those bodacious teenage ta-tas\emdash all cumulated to being over sensed and over sexed.\par
\tab This led to the defiling of Nancy\rquote s 6 year old sister.\par
\tab She was downstairs in the kitchen.  The EMAD had successfully mind zapped the other girls there plus Nancy\rquote s Mom.  The little girl should have been left alone, by rights, but Oscar was a pervert so there\rquote s that.  And Walter?  Did he care of Trisha was merely six years young?\par
\tab No.\par
\tab He did kinda, but, he did kinda/sorta want to see her undressed.  What would follow thereafter was unknown.  But already jazzed by sex with Nancy and just about anything goes.  Oscar smiled\emdash he had gotten the boy to have intimate sexual relations with Theo\emdash so what was one more perversion?\par
\tab With the mind altering device taxed to its limit Oscar had to play it slowly.  How far\emdash just how far would Walter go?  In the mouth?  Sure.  In the little girl\rquote s pussy?  Hmmm\emdash iffy.  Up the ass?  Probably not.  Oscar was cool with that.  He lowered the little tyke\rquote s knee length britches to begin with.\par
\tab Bright yellow panties greeted the two onlookers.  Oscar stole a moment to ogle and admire.  Then he gently lowered the pretty panties and marveled at the smooth six year old pussy.  Fuck Walter!  Oscar was having first dibs!  All he did, though, was lay the tyke down, remove her pants and panties, open her legs, and have at it\emdash licking her pussy to his delight until such time as when he had to hammer his schlong.  Then he laid said schlong against the youngster\rquote s pussy and humped.  No entry, no penetration\emdash just humped until squirting a massive wad of spunk.  \par
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And then there was Bridgett the Midget\par
\tab\ldblquote I once knew a gal named Bridgett\par
\tab   She was not very tall\emdash she was in fact a Midget\par
\tab   She could drink a pint and think herself a giant\par
\tab   All the while she rode my widget!\rdblquote  \par
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\tab I DID once knew a girl named Bridgett; she was short like me, a midget.  She was sweet and sassy\emdash my kind of lassie!  And upon my widget she DID fidget!  There\rquote s nothing like sex with a Little Person.  The gals, the guys, we\rquote re awesome!  Like furious rabbits, dogs, emus, goats\emdash we fuck like crazy as if it\rquote s our last time fucking.  Go out with a bang!  Hardcore humping; lots of screaming, banshees flee in fear as we get going and holler out \ldblquote I\rquote m cumming!\rdblquote\par
\tab I\rquote ve never minded being undertall, short, height challenged; both my parents were of full size\emdash and me Dad was a porker!  Dwarfism is one name for me shortness but I got dubbed several other unkind names as I wondered thru life\emdash\ldblquote little guy\rdblquote  \ldblquote kick stand\rdblquote   \ldblquote wee one\rdblquote   \ldblquote inch high\rdblquote   \ldblquote fun size\rdblquote   \ldblquote pie eye\rdblquote  \ldblquote no legs Reg\rdblquote  (which is my given name) \ldblquote smurf\rdblquote   \ldblquote gnome\rdblquote  and \ldblquote runt\rdblquote .  To which I\rquote ve summarily retorted \ldblquote well, at least I can smell you\rquote re Momma\rquote s cunt from this here!\rdblquote  of which I usually got my ass kicked.  I also popped back when the names came calling \ldblquote How can you be so rude when your mother\rquote s cunt smell\rquote s so sweet!\rdblquote\par
\tab Got pummeled good for that one\emdash but it was worth it.\par
\tab Ah, Bridgett.  Found memories of that gal; she was a little kinky\emdash liked to do the nasty in public places\emdash in the backseat of the car while a mate was driving\emdash usually down the M5.  We\rquote ve done some buggering on that famous wheel overlooking the Thames, and then in some public buildings\emdash museums and theatres.  Did we get caught?  Almost.  And that made what we were doing all the better\emdash it jazzed up Bridgett.  She got off on \ldblquote almost\rdblquote  getting caught.  She was truly an amazing gal.\par
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\pard\tab Another \ldblquote Bridgett\rdblquote  there was, coming nicely into Theo (and Oscar\rquote s) path.  She was sixteen, 110 cm (a little over 43 inches) and of average weight for that height.  Long-long silky flaming red hair.  And for a Little Person she was quite pretty and not so gangly as some of us folk of that nature seem to be.  She had an elongated face but was still quite charming and not unpleasant to look at\emdash or gaze upon whilst she wore a one piece bathing suit.  She was an excellent swimmer and despite shortened limbs did well athletically speaking in the realm of gymnastics.\par
\tab And that was where Walter and Oscar saw her\emdash in the high school gymnasium.  Walter was smitten\emdash and intrigued.  Oscar had been with a Little Person before\emdash and she was wild in the sack!  And on the counter, bathroom floor, dinning table, front porch, back porch, swimming pool, ski lift\'85\par
\tab Walter (and invisible sidekick, Oscar) first encountered at a high school basketball game.  It was early evening and Walter had had enough of studying and being the persona of a \ldblquote good boy\rdblquote  he could stand.  He needed a break and a high school basketball game was just the thing.  Theo was hangin\rquote  with his family.\par
\tab Although the cheerleaders were the main focus of Walter\rquote s attention he also found Bridgett the Midget something to watch, too.  She was 110 percent enthusiastic about her basketball team.  She was amazing to watch\emdash despite shortened limbs, shortened stature, she had dynamite bodacious teenage titties.  They bounced, jiggled, wiggled, and fascinated Walter\emdash and Oscar\emdash as she jumped up and down in her seat screaming at the team encouraging them to come back from a 15-point deficit.  Her antics were salacious but did little to help her team.  Still, though, the sophomore proved her worth and got the entire area around her cheering and rooting for the lackluster team unable to sink the basketball.\par
\tab After the game\emdash and the score was reminiscent of how old people fuck (slow and sloppy) Oscar enthused his young prodigy to greet/meet Bridgett.  There was chaos after the game\emdash lots of people goofing about, farting, drinking, drinking stuff they shouldn\rquote t be drinking, smoking, smoking stuff they shouldn\rquote t be smoking, and fucking.  Most of the stuff the student body \ldblquote shouldn\rquote t\rdblquote  be doing was doing under the indoor bleachers.  Walter was embarrassed as he saw the naughty business going on\emdash in his mind he saw Bridgett naked and it blew his mind.  There many-many-many fine young damsels who were far-far better in the looks department than Bridgett, but Walter was smitten by her so\'85\par
\tab After clumsily working his way thru his introduction he offered to walk her to the on-campus concession stand \ldblquote I\rquote ll buy.\rdblquote  he said in a grown up manner.  Bridgett excepted, she was still hyped by the game, a little sweaty, and a conquest Walter just had to conquer.\par
\tab And conquer he did\emdash after a while of hem-hawing, jawing, eating treats, yapping at about the game; dissing teachers, friends, family, etc.  Then they casually made their way to the not-so-lit tennis courts and to the back parking lot.\par
\tab There were dangers about doing the freaky out in the open, on school grounds\emdash dogs, sprinklers, passerbyers, sneaky spiers and the like.  None of that mattered or very little crossed their minds as they found a likeable suitable place between the elms to shed their clothes and admire one another in the half moon moon light.  The setting were serene if not sublime.  The air was warm but not unpleasant.  Walter had no idea what it was like to fuck a Little Person, Bridgett was the only one on campus.  He knew of her, had seen her, heard her, was aware of her.  There were no stray thoughts of ever seeing her naked let along shoving his bone into her.\par
\tab And though Walter was the guy and the guy usually\emdash USUALLY takes the helm in these matters (such as fucking, spankings, oral, anal, what have you) once shed of his clothes he found the tables turned and Bridgett in control.  No matter, whatever.  \par
\tab It was a little awkward; Walter unsure of how to proceed.  Bridgett, however, was in command\emdash especially when she grabbed holt of his dangling nuggets.  She smiled all the while as she fondled his balls; then lovingly she wrapped her fingers about his elongated mamba and pleased the boy like no other hand\emdash even his own\emdash had done.  The girl was talented!  Expertly she thumbed the piss slit strengthening his schlong even more.  Then\emdash THEN she was going down on him sucking him like no mouth had ever done!\par
\tab She could suck the chrome off a \rquote 56 Chevy\rquote s bumper!\par
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\tab Walter didn\rquote t know quite what to think about Bridgett.  Naked and she was\emdash a little strange looking.  Not unpleasant to look at, but she was way different than other girls.  But she had a dynamite personality, she could suck dick like no other girl could suck dick, and she had a \ldblquote snappin\rquote  pussy!\rdblquote\par
\tab On his back and did Bridgett the Midget move onto the bewildered boy.  She was in full command and it was alright with Walter.  It was odd, strange, weird, and at first a little uncomfortable.  Then Bridgett the Midget sunk her cunt down onto his cock and all worries, concerns, misgivings, and everything else disappeared in a sweet release.  As the girl fully took command of the interlude every unfounded fear he had melted into peace.  The serenity swelled within him and for a time he was awash in a sea of ecstasy.\par
\tab And back to Theo\emdash also \ldblquote awash in a sea of ecstasy.\rdblquote   But not with a Little Person (although she WAS little.  To show the amazing powers of the EMAD, Oscar had left lingering remnants of his desires in the Elbathtub family, specifically Kassie and Trianna.  There hadn\rquote t been sufficient time to mess with the minds of the other two girls, Elissa and Ebony.  But their times was coming\emdash\par
\tab But first!\par
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\tab When the \ldblquote timing was right\rdblquote\emdash parents out of the house and the other unaffected siblings, Theo and his infected\emdash er, affected siblings \ldblquote messed around.\rdblquote   Dancing naked was one thing they enjoyed\emdash dancing the boogaloo, the jig, the jive, the \ldblquote mess around\rdblquote  and all the top 1960\rquote s pop/rock mostly black entertainer songs.  It was a blast.  To run amok naked in the two-story brownstone upscale house, to dance naked everywhere\emdash especially in their parents\rquote  room, then to fuck in virtually every room possible\emdash especially in their parents\rquote  room.  It was a blast.\par
\tab In their parents\rquote  room there was the most messing around going on.  While a particular black soul singer most popular in the \lquote 60s & \lquote 70s belted out a tune called \ldblquote do the mess around\rdblquote , Theo doggie styled his little sister, Kassie while Trianna lay underneath watching \ldblquote up close and personal.\rdblquote   She played with Theo\rquote s dangling swishing balls, licked her sister\rquote s cunt, fingered herself, and was none the wiser that her mind had been electronically assaulted.\par
\tab Theo drilled his ten year old sister\rquote s cunt\emdash and asshole.  One hole after another, pumping furiously for several intense pumps then spanking the girl\rquote s ass before drilling the other hole.  Finally he came and strands of his spunk were like a spider\rquote s web and dripped down onto Trianna\rquote s face.  She suckled her brother\rquote s sweaty musty balls as well as licked her sister\rquote s slicked up cum laden pussy.\par
\tab With his dick still hard thirteen year old Trianna took a squat and settled herself down onto her brother as he lay out on the thick carpeted floor.  Theo moaned, his eye lids fluttered and he groaned as his cock fully was intensed.  Trianna giggled and commandingly took over the sexcapades clenching her hot pussy while her sister lay off to one side\emdash steam rising from her lithe young body.  She lay giggling, blushing, and watching in measured mesmerent as her brother and sister were sexually engaged.\par
\tab Mostly it was her brother in seemingly agony as Trainna was in commanding command.  She worked her sex up to the point where Theo\rquote s schlong nearly popped free, then she slid back down clenching her cunt muscles sinking herself all the way down his member and doing so s-lo-w-l-y.  At length, though, the girl was intensely enthused as was her horny brother and began moving her hips up and down faster and faster.\par
\tab Gripping Trianna\rquote s thrashing hips and Theo tried to retake command of the situation.  Didn\rquote t work.  There was only the 120 percent enthusiasm of orgasm thriving thru him with little else for little else.  All there was was to fuck\emdash to fuck and cum.  Mostly to cum.  Theo was brought right to the brink of orgasm but so far that day he had cum\emdash four times!  He was spent.  His cock tingled like never before!  Earlier that day, before dawn, before his parents stirred, he and Kassie were hard at it\emdash in the back yard\emdash fucking!\par
\tab Then, in the basement with Trianna.  Fucking!\par
\tab Then, in the kitchen on the family breakfast table\emdash fucking!  Both his sister naked!  He licked their cunnies then stuffed them for a few minutes of intense fucking.  The next session was in the parental bedroom\emdash fucking!  He couldn\rquote t get enough.  He began spanking his sister\rquote s ass and finding intrigue watching her teenage titties jiggle and bounce.  He was captivated and temporarily allowed his orgasm to wane.\par
\tab Trianna slammed her hot cunt down onto her brother\rquote s bone regaining his attention.  Theo regained command of the fuck session, too.  In a sudden burst of energy he moved to switch places and resume his position as \ldblquote on top\rdblquote .  Bringing Trianna\rquote s legs up with her ankles on his shoulders he began to power fuck his sister giving her shoulder rug (carpet) burns.\par
\tab Then there was trouble\emdash\par
\tab As Theo and Trianna reinvigorated themselves in the hall bathroom Theo used mostly\emdash the sound of the front door could be heard.  It was Kassie who heard the door as she was sitting on the toilet having a good pee.  There was no time to flee to their rooms and he \ldblquote innocent\rdblquote .  Kassie began to freak, Theo grabbed her and flung her into the shower.  The shower was fairly large having a vinyl curtain rather than a glass door.\par
\tab\ldblquote Our clothes!\rdblquote  whimpered Trianna.\par
\tab The kids\rquote  clothes lay scattered on the floor of their parents\rquote  bedroom were the naughty incestuous festivities had begun.  Theo\rquote s mind raced as he thought of a plan.  There was none.  There was no excuse he could come up to explain to \ldblquote whoever\rdblquote  had come home unexpectedly unannounced as to why his clothes and his sisters\rquote  clothes were in the bedroom.\par
\tab It was not, however, Parental Unit One or Two but seventeen year old sibling Elissa AND moved-out-of-the-house, Ebony.  The girls\rquote  voices could be heard giggling\emdash and calling out for various household members, especially parent units One and Two.\par
\tab No answer.\par
\tab So, crouching a the bathroom door the naked siblings huddled listening.\par
\tab Elissa and Ebony came up the stairs finding no one on the lower level.  They chatted, giggled, and walked right passed the closed hall bathroom.  Theo let out his breath but his naked wet sisters kept their breaths in.  How much of the electronic wizardry had there been to affect Elissa\rquote s mind wasn\rquote t for sure known, none had been done unto the twenty-one year old, Ebody.\par
\tab After a couple of long minutes Theo opened the door.\par
\tab With no sign of the intruding sisters he sneaked out.  His cock was still mighty hard, steaming, and still reeling from the intense fucking he had had that day with pending intent on more.\par
\tab Then he smelled it.  An odor.  A familiar odor.  Marijuana!\par
\tab Theo was aware\emdash very aware\emdash that his two older sisters smoked a blunt \ldblquote now and then.\rdblquote   Mostly it was Elissa who he was aware of but assumed Ebony did so as well.  She was very-very smart, Ebony, was; a Princeton girl.  She was supposed to follow her father the lawyer but instead had opted to run an \ldblquote outdoor\rdblquote  business with her boyfriend.  She had burned out on schooling and lost interest in the higher pursuit of status.\par
\tab The source of the Happy Smoke wafted from Elissa\rquote s bedroom.  Before Ebony moved out the two had shared that room.  Theo crept lightly (and nakedly) down the hall to the suspected bedroom.  The scent of the pot was strong and he was virtually getting \ldblquote high\rdblquote  just from the fumes.\par
\tab Upon hearing the girls giggling he paused at the door and contemplated.\par
\tab He could just \ldblquote open the door\rdblquote  and bust them; he could hold the information for a later time (blackmail); or enjoy the serene moment taking in the information for himself as insight.\par
\tab Then he heard footsteps approaching and barely had time to race back to the bathroom.  Trianna and Kassie nearly got bowled over as Theo dashed in\emdash and luckily there was a bunched up towel on the floor to prevent Theo\rquote s slamming the bathroom door giving them away.  The girls dashed into the shower with Theo behind them.\par
\tab After a minute and no intrusion Theo slipped out and back to the door.\par
\tab Some wicked acid-like rock was screaming out of Elissa\rquote s bedroom.  The door was wide open.  Theo waited another minute before easing out and seeing that their parents\rquote  bedroom door was open.  Hmmm  Had he closed it when dashing out of it earlier?  Hmmm\par
\tab Then he heard voices.  Ebony and Elissa were in their parents\rquote  bedroom, kind of a standard no-no in the Elbathtub household\emdash when parents not home STAY OUT OF THE BEDROOM.  So much for that rule.  Theo darted back into the bathroom just as the sounds of the girls got close.\par
\tab Barely had he time to close the shower curtain when did Ebony come into the hall bathroom.  She could have very well used her parents\rquote  bathroom but for some reason she came to the hall bathroom\emdash the one she had used most her life anyways.  Copping a squat on the pot she firstly farted then the sound of a long hard piss could be heard.\par
\tab She was as high as fuck\emdash so she stated to her sister, Elissa, who had followed her in.  \ldblquote I\rquote m as high as fuck!\rdblquote\par
\tab Elissa giggled then moved to the sink to brush her hair and \ldblquote pop a zit.\rdblquote\par
\tab Ewewe\par
\tab She also farted.\par
\tab They were also naked.\par
\tab Oh!\par
\tab Finally, with \ldblquote business\rdblquote  concluded, the two miscreant sisters departed.  Checking, and Theo saw them re-enter their bedroom.  The door shut giving the other siblings the chance to escape the bathroom, grab their clothes, make for their own bedrooms, dress, then escape elsewhere leaving Ebony and Elissa none the wiser.\par
\tab Later on,\par
\tab\ldblquote Better tell Mom you\rquote ve been swimming.\rdblquote\par
\tab Elissa looked to her brother with a bewildered stare.\par
\tab\ldblquote Why?\rdblquote  she said.\par
\tab Whispering so as only she could hear, \ldblquote Cause your eyes are stoned!\rdblquote\par
\tab The eyes were the gateway to the soul\emdash someone said that.\par
\tab (it\rquote s in the Bible me thinks, Psalms; me Mum had to read it (the Bible) to me \lquote cause every time I went to touch the Good Book\emdash it burst into flames.  Probably an omen of some kind.)\par
\tab Elissa made way to the bathroom and was horrified to see that her eyes told the tale\emdash she was stoned.  Or bad been.  And her Mother being a doctor?  No way to explain but a heavily chlorinated swimming pool.  Oscar had fond memories of \ldblquote getting stoned\rdblquote  with his three cousins, Mary Ellen, Kathy Anne, and Debbie Lynn.  Debbie was the oldest, Mary the youngest.  And at one time, when Oscar was the ripe old age of ten, he had a hellacious sexual experience with all three girls, plus one!\par
\tab Of course, smoking dope and heavy drinking were involved.  Of course!\par
\tab The \ldblquote plus one\rdblquote  was a family friend of the cousins.  Oscar lived a block away and thru the hot scorching summers often got invited to the cousins\rquote  house to swim in their pool.  Usually this was done when the girls\rquote  parents, his aunt/uncle were not home as there was a feud between his parents and them.  Anyways, often times they swum naked, skinny dipped.\par
\tab Then the girls got a little braver and offered their young cousin, then ten years young, to smoke a joint with them.  Oscar was hip and enjoyed the blunt as much as he enjoyed swimming naked!  He was not na\'efve and well aware of his naked cousins but not quite into the sexual attraction.  Oscar was just entering the realm of \ldblquote self-pleasuring.\rdblquote   He humped his bed, pillow, hand, bed, and had beginning thoughts of humping girls.  Seeing his cousins naked helped out a lot.  A lot!  Mary Ellen was thirteen and a half years young; Kathy Anne firm at fifteen; Debbie Lynn was almost eighteen.\par
\tab All three had good bodies; dark hair, dark poon pies, and their bodies as a whole had been gently kissed by the sun.  Kathy Anne had the biggest titties, Debbie Lynn had the smallest despite being the oldest.  Mary Ellen\rquote s hooters were \ldblquote just the right size.\rdblquote\par
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\pard\tab One day and Oscar found \ldblquote Jessica\rdblquote  also included in the no-parent-at-home festivities.  She was in the girls\rquote  shared bedroom upon Oscar\rquote s arrival.  The stench of marijuana was heavy in the room.  Oscar took the offering and then it was suggested that he \ldblquote get naked\rdblquote  right then and there.\par
\tab Jessica, a year or so younger than he, lay somewhat stoned herself on Mary Ellen\rquote s bed.  There was a twin size bed and then a bunk bed, Mary Ellen and Kathy Anne had the bunk bed with Kathy Anne having the upper bunk.  It was suggested to Jessica, too, to \ldblquote get naked.\rdblquote   The little girl wore bright red knit-like shorts and a thin pinkish tank top.  She had lovely blond super curly hair\emdash and no titties!  Oh well.  Oscar stripped off his clothes and stood with a partial boner.\par
\tab The boy was then encouraged to \ldblquote get on top\rdblquote  of Jessica.\par
\tab After smoking half a joint he did so.\par
\tab Grinding his cock against Jessica\rquote s cunt enthused him like no flat surface ever did!  The concept of \ldblquote fucking\rdblquote , though, wasn\rquote t with him.  He grinded and grinded until little Jessica whispered \ldblquote he\rquote s not in.\rdblquote\par
\tab He\rquote s not in?\par
\tab He\rquote s not in!\par
\tab Oscar lay practically on Jessica not quite in the norm for \ldblquote fucking.\rdblquote   Cousin Mary Ellen giggling and blushing helped \ldblquote guide\rdblquote  her young cousin into the fine art that was inserting his mediocre prong into Jessica\rquote s not quite virgin pussy.  She rubbed his ass and gingerly raised his hips then with her fingers about his pencil-like dick eased it into the awaiting slit.\par
\tab Oscar eased in and was immediately taken by the extreme pleasure than suddenly swarmed over him.  \lquote holy fucking ape shit, Batman!\rquote  the pumping came naturally and as he did so cousins One-Two-Three equally got naked.\par
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\tab The orgasm shimmer.  The explosion of cumming was something akin to a rollercoaster ride\emdash exhilarating!  And then some.  A lot some.  Like an earthquake, though, it was temporary.  Like an illicit drug, it was wanted more so many times over.  It began young Oscar\rquote s pursuit of sex in all its glorious ways.  All of them.\par
\tab While he shuddered his first in-the-pussy orgasm, Mary Ellen smacked his ass.  She was \ldblquote high as fuck\rdblquote  and spanked her young cousin\rquote s arse until he cried out.  Not so much in anguish but the sting of the smackings was getting to be a bit much.  Cousins Kathy Anne and Debbie Lynn were taking shots of their dad\rquote s \ldblquote special\rdblquote  whiskey.  Why it was \ldblquote special\rdblquote  wasn\rquote t known to Oscar but he later learned in life that it was illegal moonshine.\par
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\pard\tab Anyways, Oscar creamed into Jessica\rquote s tight as fuck snatch box.  How many dicks had been in there he didn\rquote t know\emdash not that it mattered.  He fucked until he was well contented then he fucked a little more squirting his young boy cum up the girl\rquote s belly and chest.  When he lay off to one side up against the wall his cum shooter shot off another strand of spunk splattering onto Mary Ellen\rquote s titties. \par
\tab Mary Ellen giggled and as a slightly disgruntled Jessica wiped Oscar\rquote s spunk off (using his underwear to do so) she was encouraged to suck Mary Ellen\rquote s titties licking off the cum splatter.  She did and Oscar got to rub his cock against Jessica\rquote s ass.\par
\tab Kathy Anne passed out.\par
\tab Debbie Lynn followed.\par
\tab Mary Ellen got the munchies and with Jessica in tow went to the kitchen leaving Oscar behind.  Oscar lay askew on the bed fondling his steaming schlong eyeing his passed out naked cousins.  No \ldblquote unseen\rdblquote  culprit was about with (or without) an electronic device.  Oscar acted on his own.  He wasn\rquote t prone to be \ldblquote evil\rdblquote ; he had broken some school windows, bashed some mailboxes, pissed into gas tanks, helped himself to a bottle of soda from the open side of the delivery truck\emdash that one with cousin Kathy Anne.  But as pure evil?  No, he wasn\rquote t in bashing puppy dogs, shaving cats, or hurting anyone\emdash people or animals.  Firecrackers in a mailbox?  Sure.  Potato stuffed into the tailpipe of a car?  Yep.\par
\tab But evil?  Not so much.\par
\tab Deviant was a totally different avenue.\par
\tab Not knowing when Mary Ellen, or Jessica, would return\emdash or caring, Oscar quickly slid onto the passed out Kathy Anne sliding his cock into her cunt.  Whether or not she was a virgin he didn\rquote t know.  Didn\rquote t care.  He pumped quickly straining his ears to hear telltale footfalls.  Sweat dripped off of him as he pumped vigorously.\par
\tab The cum off came in under three minutes.  The sensation was more incredible than doing Jessica!  He shuddered like before but then his toes curled up, too!  There was a strange tingling sensation that swept thru his body instilling upon his mind that there was nothing better than fucking.  Chocolate cake, hot pudding, a girl in her panties, hearing a girl fart, seeing a girl get bare assed spanked\emdash none of that shit.  Fucking.  Fucking and cumming\emdash that was all that mattered.\par
\tab After the cum blast, and hearing Mary Ellen and Jessica giggling, Oscar quickly pulled away.  Then, seeing his mess smeared on his cousin\rquote s cunt he grabbed his already soiled cum stained underwear and swiped her clean\emdash just in time.  As he breathlessly resettled himself Mary Ellen appeared bringing a small dish of ice cream.\par
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\pard\tab Somehow and Elissa managed to avoid direct eye-to-eye contact with her Mother.  Later that night and Elissa found Theo in the kitchen snacking.  Other than fucking, Theo liked to snack.\par
\tab\ldblquote I didn\rquote t get a change to tell you,\rdblquote  the not-so-stoned-now girl said, \ldblquote but thanks.\rdblquote  She was a little leery, apprehensive; but relieved that her brother didn\rquote t take charge of the potentially devastating situation and rat her out.  As siblings, they often found ways to get the other in some sort of trouble.  But ratting out a sib for an offense like smoking pot\emdash very bad for relationship.  Having siblings meant having a backup, a cover, a ride, and an excuse if need be.\par
\tab Theo shrugged it off, smiled, and polished off his snack.\par
\tab A few days later and apparently Elissa was still bothered by almost getting busted\emdash and her brother knew what \ldblquote stoned\rdblquote  eyes looked like.  So, after finding him in the kitchen a little after midnight (again),\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you smoke?\rdblquote  she asked.  And it was not in reference to Camels, Slims, or Newports.\par
\tab Theo grinned, blushed, and chowed on some frosty cereal.\par
\tab Elissa grabbed a bowl but didn\rquote t fill it with anything.  She sat down at the table and seemed \ldblquote lost in thought.\rdblquote   Chewing her lip she asked,\par
\tab\ldblquote You and Cockroach?\rdblquote\par
\tab Theo shrugged, \ldblquote Sometimes.\rdblquote  And smoke his pole, too!\par
\tab Elissa nodded she understood that\emdash it was a given.\par
\tab\ldblquote You and Michelle?\rdblquote  Theo asked, Michelle being Elissa\rquote s best friend.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sometimes.\rdblquote  She giggled.\par
\tab\ldblquote Good shit?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Most times.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Me, too.\rdblquote  Theo said not so enthused.  He knew little about weed, bongs, and all the names of the whacky shit.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you got any?\rdblquote  Elissa asked seemingly hopefully.\par
\tab\ldblquote Nah, smoked it already!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote And you didn\rquote t share!\rdblquote  Elissa nearly shrieked she\rquote d been left out.\par
\tab\ldblquote You weren\rquote t here!\rdblquote  Theo smiled.\par
\tab He had a hell of a smile, Elissa had to admit.\par
\tab When he stood up taking his bowl to the dishwasher\emdash it was so noted he had a hell of a hard-on, too!  The boy was clad in his pajamas, a striped blue set\emdash no undies.  His penis was erect and poking out like a banana and very prominent Elissa could see.\par
\tab\ldblquote Damn, Theo!\rdblquote  Elissa exclaimed, \ldblquote Who you thinking about?\rdblquote\par
\tab Naturally and Theo was embarrassed.  He shielded his pronounced prong but it was a little late.  Elissa kept interest and was not embarrassed.\par
\tab\ldblquote You want to smoke some shit?\rdblquote\par
\tab Do Catholic Priests like little boys?  Do bears in the woods like soft furry rabbits?  Do Jews like money?  Elissa fetched some \ldblquote shit\rdblquote  telling her brother it was Purple Haze.  She also had a baggie of Maui and Purple Kush.  Theo was impressed.  Not too mention astounded.  Was his sister a Pusher or simple User?  A Dealer?  A Transporter?  Whatever.  In the backyard they lit up and toked.\par
\tab Laying on their backs giggling at the stars and Elissa reached over resting her hand haphazardly-like on her brother\rquote s still erect erection.\par
\tab Theo froze.  This was new.\par
\tab\ldblquote God damn,\rdblquote  his sister blurted, \ldblquote how big is it?\rdblquote\par
\tab Theo couldn\rquote t answer, he was stymied.\par
\tab The girl began feeling of her brother\rquote s prong, squeezing it as she went up and down the lengthy prong finding the base and then the tip before assessing that indeed\emdash her brother had a long dong!  Slowly and the happy smoked filled girl slipped her hand under her brother\rquote s pajamas finding his hard cock at the ready.\par
\tab Theo tensed\emdash all thoughts dispersed in an unequal pattern.  The stars above him faded erupting into a galaxy wide spread of blinking lights that slowly disappeared revealing a pair of jiggling orbs.\par
\tab His sister\rquote s titties!\par
\tab Elissa was sitting on him!\par
\tab Theo grinned, suppressed a fart, then realized that she was naked and squashing his beef stick.  Awesome!  And from squashing to wriggling.  Then she moved her cunt up and down the length of the dong before gliding it expertly into her sex.  Theo\rquote s mind was blown.  He shuddered.  His ass clenched, his balls cinched, and a squirt of unprotected cum blasted hotly into his sister\rquote s twat.\par
\tab The fuck was on.\par
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\tab\lquote would you have sex with your brother if you could?\rquote  and he was (of course) willing.\par
\tab Ebony was stunned inside and out at the intrusive question.  The reply was a resounding NO.  She smoked dope, cheated on an exam\emdash once; had sex with her boyfriend\rquote s best friend\emdash once; took money from her Mom\rquote s purse\emdash more than once; got a tattoo on her butt cheek (and planning one on her poon, too!)  But she was not into sibling fucking!\par
\tab Well, not until\'85\par
\tab\lquote you want to see your brother naked.\rquote\par
\tab And,\par
\tab\lquote you want to play with his cock (and balls.)\rquote\par
\tab Along with,\par
\tab\lquote you want to suck & fuck your brother.\rquote\par
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\pard\tab Ebony took the implanted commands, deciphered them, digested them, then followed up on them bringing Oscar Toadinmypants\rquote  family intrusion to its full climax.  Well, not fully\emdash there was a bit more.  Just a bit.\par
\tab Like,\par
\tab Before Ebony enacted on her implanted thoughts of engaging incestuously with her brother there was Clair\emdash the mother.  Now, Clair was indeed a fine woman.  Her skin was a smooth light chocolate brown, soft complexion, incredible eyes, fantastic smile, and a general appeal that was sexual.  She was one fine specimen of a woman.\par
\tab And although Oscar had desires for young stuff he did set aside those yearnings for the occasional hottie such as Clair.  And strangely, as it turns out, she was more susceptible to accepting electronically implanted naughty notions than Ebony!  With Ebony, about a week and weekend to fully implement the notions of naughtiness; with Clair, three days.\par
\tab Whether or not the fine woman had harbored sexual tendencies regarding her only son was not known but Oscar determined that she had.  There, too, were inklings of same unnatural wants regarding Theo\rquote s best friend, Walter.  Oh!  The woman had potential!  She was a professional woman, a doctor!  She sang in her church\rquote s choir, was a pillar of the community, well respected, a mother, a wife, in the \ldblquote high income\rdblquote  bracket, and had fantasies of getting double dicked by her son and his chum!\par
\tab Awesome!\par
\tab Of course, timing was everything.  Certain people in the house had to be out\emdash and others in.  For their first encounter, Oscar decided that it should be Mother and Son only.  That took another two days; the three girls still in the house went to girlfriends house to spend the night while lawyer daddy went out of town on business.  This left Mother and Son alone.  (well, sort of alone\'85there\rquote s Oscar lurking in the dark)\par
\tab After dinner, some chit-chat, Clair retired to her bedroom and private bath for a long relaxing needful soak in the tub.  Theo made for his room, got naked, masturbated, but held off jerking off.  Selecting his Mom\rquote s panties from his collection he laid the silk beige garment on his bed and positioned himself on it.  Then, spanking himself he humped the panty thinking of putting it to his Mom.\par
\tab Theo had no compunction about the illicit deed.  On his own, yeah\emdash if he could have sex with his very own mum he would.  If she were willing, he was very willing.  Oscar had very little in the way of weaving his electronic web in Theo.  Oscar left Theo to continue his lust and traipsed to the bathroom where Clair was very muchly relaxed.  She was very easy to mind manipulate at that point.  Oscar had no prob continuing to insert programming regarding her interludes with her son.\par
\tab On her bed, and after Oscar had had first dibs making love to her, Clair lay in wonderlust receiving more electronic input.  The woman\rquote s poon was deliciously snug despite repeated birthings and occasional boinkings from hubby.  She was readily accepting of dick and often did so infacto fantasize about getting dicked by her son!  Oscar\rquote s schlong satisfyingly satisfied her.  Clair\rquote s cunt very well indeed satisfied him!  He tried go at it slowly but after a few pumps he was \ldblquote all in.\rdblquote\par
\tab Clair was definitely a fine creature.  Long, tall, proportioned \ldblquote just right.\rdblquote   And that pussy!  Oscar ached\emdash and thought of how much Ebony\rquote s cunt was possibly going to be.  A second boinking was required; this time he did go at the doings slowly so as to take in the woman\rquote s body as a whole.  Every curve of her he felt; sweat rivered off their naked bodies and Oscar felt his mind baking.\par
\tab Sometime later and in wandered Theo\emdash on his own!\par
\tab Oscar lay still not sure if he was \ldblquote visible\rdblquote  or other.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sorry, Mom,\rdblquote  Theo said apologetically, \ldblquote I didn\rquote t know you were there.\rdblquote\par
\tab Hmmm, it\rquote s her bedroom, where the fuck else was she supposed to be?\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s alright, son,\rdblquote  she said in her sweet mommy voice, \ldblquote I\rquote m just resting.\rdblquote\par
\tab\'85and sweating, reeling, cumming.\par
\tab Theo lingered at the partially opened door.  He was naked.  His mommy was naked.  The unseen Oscar was naked.  I\rquote m naked while writing this.  You read it\emdash you cant unread it.  Picture if you will\emdash a four foot Little Person, in motorized wheelchair, butt bare assed naked.  Picture it.  Picture it\emdash I got a thick black beard, too.  Stubby arms, stubby legs, stubby \ldblquote stubby.\rdblquote   Picture it\emdash\par
\tab Theo slowly backed away\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote You don\rquote t have to leave, Theo.\rdblquote  Clair said.  The words trembled on her lips.  The room was dark save for the light from the bathroom.  That light cast a dim shadow on the bedroom.  The air conditioner blowing its cooling breeze thru the vents made the only sound\emdash save for Oscar\rquote s heart pounding near out of his chest.\par
\tab With slow intent did Theo traipse into the room\emdash his fully erect cock leading the way.   And it was like slow motion in progress watching as Theo mounted his Mother.  Clair gently placed her hands on her son\rquote s body, caressing him gently as he eased his teenaged cock into her womanly cunt.  One of them moaned.  The process of progress progressed slowly; their illicit lovemaking steamed the very air about them.  Moans came from the two of them\emdash as well as from Oscar himself!\par
\tab Theo slowly lay on his Mother moving just his hips.  Clair wrapped her arms, and then her legs, about her naked naughty son and the proverbial fuck was on!  Slowly.  There seemed to be no hurry and the two engaged sexually for several minutes before the proverbial lust consumed them leading to the only thing that mattered\emdash cumming.\par
\tab It was a blissful unionship cumulating with a shared eruption that was orgasmic!  Clair announced (loudly) that \ldblquote I\rquote M CUMMING!\rdblquote  Theo made similar statement.  The two became one as their arms and legs became akimbo; they rolled on the bed, tossed this way and that, and entered into that special realm that only dogs (male dogs mainly) seem to enjoy.\par
\tab And immediately after shared orgasm they were doing it again.\par
\tab This time with more passion.\par
\tab They were kissing and pawing one another and humping whilst on their sides.  Then Clair was on top taking command bringing her son to a new level of ecstasy.  They did more\emdash much more than \ldblquote simple fucking.\rdblquote   They meshed and rolled thrashing about madly until cumming into a fantastic explosion that zapped their energies totally.\par
\tab Did a little something for Oscar, too.\par
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The spree\par
\tab In the misty moonlight, evil lurked lurkingly.  At a popular megamart parking lot a young girl caught the attention of Bullet Ramshod.  (remember Bullet?  Previous chapter)  The Target wore non-jean type pants, kind of loose, turquoise in colour, and a paisley shirt that was kind of a size larger than she was and that hid the fact whether or not she had any titties.  She did have long curly light brown hair, glasses, and about eleven years young\emdash or so.\par
\tab A light misty rain had descended upon the lot and regardless of inclement weather the parking lot was full.  Bullet, and trusty sidekick, Zane, sat in his big ass American truck watching with full intent.  Zane\rquote s attention wandered, though; he had thoughts of other vehicles, other people, the rain, the moon\'85\par
\tab Bullet\rquote s attention was solely on the Target.\par
\tab The Target was not alone, there were several others; kids and adults, teens, all milling about a large family SUV armed with packages and scrambling to be first to get in and out of the misty rain.  The SUV was parked some spaces from the annoying parking lot light standard; it was early evening but the misty rain had brought foreboding clouds making the area kind of dark and gloomy.\par
\tab When the parental units were on the other side of the large non-economy vehicle Bullet made his move.  His fingers danced expertly on his Device directing the Target to move in a maze-like configuration around the various vehicles\emdash especially the big ones.  When she arrived at his own he opened the secondary passenger door behind the primary driver\rquote s door.  The light that usually came on when any door of the vehicle open had been disabled\emdash for just such purposes.\par
\tab The Target was escorted in quickly and lain down on the floorboard.\par
\tab In the side mirror as Bullet negotiated his way out of the mega lot he saw frantic members of the Target\rquote s family racing around the vehicles where he had just been.  The space he had left had been quickly occupied.  He thought of the megastore\rquote s security cameras but the lot space was fairly far away, garden department, and the weather played a role, also.  He\rquote s having the Target maneuver around the vehicles and then duck down seemingly \ldblquote disappearing\rdblquote  among the larger vehicles helped as well.\par
\tab At the stop light Bullet reached back to pat the girl\rquote s butt, give it a squeeze, then moseyed on to a more secure locale.  Sidekick Zane was none the wiser of being not quite himself.  Bullet had expertly \ldblquote fixed\rdblquote  the boy\rquote s mind that what he was doing was perfectly A-OK.  Perfectly.  And Bullet was far from \ldblquote done\rdblquote  with the boy, his sister, mother, and the best friend, Wayne.\par
\tab At the secret/hidden locale by the river and the abandoned warehouses Bullet and Zane moved into the extra cab space behind the main seats.  A curtain was drawn for security purposes, the side windows were heavily tinted adding extra security.  A bit o\rquote  light to illuminate the situation and it was \ldblquote down to business\rdblquote .  The eleven year old (who turns out was actually ten) was stood up and firstly looked over.  The girl\rquote s name was Amelia.  Her favorite color was purple; eye glass frames were \ldblquote purple\rdblquote ; her watch, earrings, a necklace, socks, and yea, even her panties.  The watch worried Bullet\emdash there was a blinking light indicating that it was equipped with a tracking device.\par
\tab Exiting the truck he took the watch and gave it a mighty throw into the river.\par
\tab Returning to the truck he moved to another location just to be safe.\par
\tab Back to the purple panties.  The girl\rquote s top was removed and Bullet eyed her just beginning titties.  The bra was removed and Bullet fondled those \ldblquote just beginning\rdblquote  titties.  Zane got naked and had a hard-on.  He was making out to be a fine-fine sidekick.  The loose fitting turquoise-like non-jean type pants were lowered and there those purple panties greeted the two onlookers.\par
\tab Nice, snug fitting, form fitting, perfectly fitting.  Zane hammered his schlong while Bullet undressed himself having a mound full of sordid ideas in store for the unsuspecting mindless girl.  After lowering her panties and helping her step out of them and her pants she was laid out on the bench seat and further looked upon.\par
\tab Smoothing his hands up and down the young girl\rquote s legs and Bullet got extremely hard.  His desires mounted and though he thought of having Zane \ldblquote break\rdblquote  the girl in Bullet dismissed him taking first dibs himself.  Firstly, he went down on her.  The girl was a virgin; she wasn\rquote t into fingering herself\emdash or anyone else!  She farted, burped, and heard her daddy rip one \ldblquote every now and then.\rdblquote   No boys her age had she seen naked (but had heard them fart).  Little boys she HAD seen naked (but she gave little thought to their little dangling things.)\par
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\pard\tab Gliding his cock against her very virgin pussy and Bullet thought he was going to explode.  He wasn\rquote t even IN the girl and he was already experiencing sensational feelings sensationally!  Somehow he managed to keep himself from busting into the girl and for the moment sate himself by simple grinding. The feeling was immeasurably fantastic.\par
\tab While grinding he focused his attention not on the pretty girl\rquote s face but on Zane\rquote s hard throbbing cock.  His mind pulled up the images of days past whereas Zane and his butt buddy Wayne sodomized one another.  The boys, too, slobbered on the other\rquote s dick, mutually masturbated one another, and then spanked one another to the point where they couldn\rquote t stand it.\par
\tab Then he was in.\par
\tab Amelia\rquote s eyes widened and her pretty face took on a new look.  Bullet\rquote s schlong eased in passed the opening, found the hymen resisting his intent, then busted thru that and on into the love canal.  Amelia\rquote s mouth opened as Bullet made near full entry.  His cock was too big for her and at the moment he didn\rquote t want to hurt her.  He moved gently in and out moving his hands to her very small breasts squeezing them and fully filling the girl\rquote s cunny.\par
\tab The point where stepping up the pumping action came; Bullet drove his dong fully into Amelia\rquote s cunt suddenly neverminding her age or if he was hurting her\emdash all that mattered was the fuck and cum.  He knew he was amoral, big deal.  It was a way of life; he wasn\rquote t a murderer, wasn\rquote t a thief, not a thug.  He liked to fuck.  There was a philosophy he enjoyed; when you find something you care about\emdash well, that\rquote s all that matters.  Nothing else matters.  Conscious?  Never heard of it.  When he went to sleep at night\emdash pussy was all he saw in his dreams.  That was all there was\emdash pussy!  He thought of all the narly ways to attain it\emdash and with the handy-dandy Electronic Mind Altering Device acquiring his dreams was made all the easier.\par
\tab There was no escaping it; sometimes the only place to go was inside\emdash not to escape but to be soothed by the outrageousness of his actions.  Fucking was all there was; it mattered little to naught how old the pussy was.  Young girls were the prettiest so they were the unfortunate target and subject of his unquenchable lust.\par
\tab Take the desire away and he was nothing.\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t much of a philosophy but it was what he had.  Was it a creedo to live by?  Perhaps.  Deflowering a girl, like Amelia, was a \ldblquote one time thing.\rdblquote   No one could do that!  If he fucked a girl for her first time then that was it\emdash it was special and a one time once in a lifetime occurrence.  No one else could bust her cherry.\par
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\pard\tab He gave Amelia a final thrust and felt his liquid love creaming inside her.  The sensation was more than he could imagine.  He felt juts one after another surging thru his dick.  Every inch was masterfully inside the girl and it was da bomb!\par
\tab Using her own panties he cleaned off his dick and balls.  There wasn\rquote t a lot of busted cherry juice but there was enough to be cleaned off.  Then he swiped the girl\rquote s cunny before tapping Zane to take his turn.  Bullet grabbed a soda from the ice chest and swatted his sidekick\rquote s ass as he fucked.\par
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Just tripping\par
\tab Happy smoke; dragon breath, Maui Waui, easy rider, all suited pot smoking soccer mom, Arlene Hurtsmore\emdash Bullet\rquote s sidekick\rquote s Mother.  Remember?  Back in previous chapter?  At the gas station, sidekick\rquote s sister?  Elaine?  In the car?  And the boy who came up to get a free shot of Elaine\rquote s goods, Eric?  And the naughty business that took place therein (in the car) whilst Elaine\rquote s Mom, gas station owner, and the boy\rquote s dad smoked pot and got freaky in the gas station office?\par
\tab Got it now?  Good.\par
\tab Well, anyways, she loved good shit; not taking a good shit\emdash although that\rquote s good, too; but smoking good shit.  Earlier in her life she had been something of a tomboy, an adventurer.  And on one of these tomboy-adventures she took a good tumble down the side of a very unforgiving slab of granite that once the \ldblquote adventure\rdblquote  was over she had chronic back problems requiring heavy medications.\par
\tab Those medications were lacking in the desire to be pain free.\par
\tab Then marijuana entered her life and it was a lifelong friendship.\par
\tab Arlene was already a little naughty on her own (no, a LOT naughty on her own) but the supply of extreme happy smoke (and a little mind altering from an electronic device) sealed her fate.  She was already into shedding her morals and having multiple sex partners\emdash in a gas station office!  But there were no immoral thoughts regarding her son.  No thoughts of the narly kind for friends of her son\rquote s, either.  She just liked to get stoned, get naked, get fucked\emdash by guys who were of legal age to do so.\par
\tab Enter Bullet.\par
\tab After getting her royally stoned it was easy to implant amoral notions changing her life.  Bullet enjoyed sinking his bone into her and that led to her enjoying her son\rquote s bone sinking into her\emdash multiple times.  This led to a double penetration\emdash son in her cunt, Bullet in her ass.\par
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\pard\tab Some spanking, titty fucking, up the ass, in the mouth, and repeat.  Zane fucked his Mother\rquote s three holes, spanked her ass royally red, then smoked a blunt with his Mom while Bullet enjoyed Elaine.  The little girl still had thoughts of that boy from the gas station, Eric.  Bullet spanked the little girl, fingered her then entered her pussy as much as her mind.\par
\tab Depraved decent\par
\tab Bullet liked Zane\emdash a lot!  The boy happily, readily, eagerly followed thru with Bullet\rquote s minding commands.  Boning his Mom and sister was no problem and met with no hesitation.  He also, still, enjoyed his sexual romps with his best friend, Wayne.  Watching Zane bone his Mom?  Pure joy.  Watching Zane bone his sister was cool, too; and sinking his pud into Wayne.  But boinking his own Mom?  Absolutely fabulous!\par
\tab Watching.  Participation was one thing but not the \ldblquote only\rdblquote  thing.  Watching was cool\emdash especially watching those engaging in sex acts that weren\rquote t supposed to be taking place among family members.  There was some kind of odd thrill Bullet got from watching the likes of Zane put it to his Mother\emdash and sister.  The woman was not overly opposed but she was not amoral.  She knew the very concept was wrong, illegal, illicit, illegal.  Somehow she was able to put away those narly thoughts whereas she saw herself engaging sexually with her son\emdash and his friend.\par
\tab Spanking?  No, not so much into that shtick.  Taking it up the ass.  Being pissed on?  No.  None of that shit.  Plain ole fuck me.  Of course, with enough Happy Smoke in her \ldblquote taking it up the ass\rdblquote  and being pissed on no longer an issue.\par
\tab Watching Zane fuck his Mother\emdash it was way better than the boy humping his sister.  The girl was cute, way cute.  She was smart, inquisitive, a typical kid\emdash and pretty.  She was especially pretty when naked, legs spread, and a dick slamming into her crevice.  Whether that dick was her brother\rquote s, the boy from the gas station, or his own wasn\rquote t the issue.\par
\tab  Bullet did enjoy time with Arlene.  Sinking his cock into was a thrill ride!  He enjoyed humping Elaine, sure, but the girl\rquote s mother had a more suitable pussy.  When sinking his pud into a cunt he didn\rquote t overly wish to destroy the pussy\emdash of a young girl.  Ploughing his way up ye olde cornhole of a young girl was also deemed (although essential) unnecessary for harm.  He could breech a young girl, cum on her sweet face, work his way into her virgin cunny\emdash but not be a monster about it and be rough.  With a woman like Arlene, the pussy was usually well broken-in and all was well within.\par
\tab But Bullet was a perv and liked the young stuff.  Sodomizing Zane and his whacky friend, Wayne was a double thrill.  Watching the boys go thru their paces of being homos was an added bonus.  Neither boy on their own would submit to such heinous acts\emdash not on their own.\par
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\pard\tab It was that mind thing, forcing folk to engage with one another in heinous acts atrociously.  Unsupervised, people act atrociously\emdash like with the world wide web; a person can \ldblquote sign on\rdblquote  and go to a chat site and act up the fool; cuss, make crude remarks, be crude, be an animal and all the better.  No one knows who you are\emdash except God, so good luck when that comes down.\par
\tab There was the subtle way of enacting force of will and the hard core manner.  Either way by electronic means or other.  Bullet preferred the electronic manner; not that it was more subtle but that it was easier.  Having Zane and Wayne engage sexually was a mind blower\emdash both had been previously slamming gay guys they knew.  Bullet put it to them to put it to each other and change thusly their perspective.  Next door, the Lambhurt family was also engage in subtle narly engagements.\par
\tab Bullet got interested when one late evening he saw Greg and Marcia hanging out together in the backyard.  Then they slipped into the garden shed.  They were not biological brother and sister, Marcia\rquote s mom had been widowed over a year; Greg\rquote s dad had been divorced.  Marcia had two brothers, younger.  Greg had two sisters, also younger.\par
\tab With a sigh, Marcia was overheard to say \ldblquote So, I guess we better get at it, huh?\rdblquote\par
\tab Greg shrugged and seemed embarrassed as well as proverbially deep in thought.  The garden shed was cluttered with plants, sacks of shit (manure), rakes, a lawn mower, typical stuff for a garden shed.  It was a little musty and a lot rank.  Regardless, it was an \ldblquote ok\rdblquote  setting for privacy.\par
\tab\ldblquote Dad said \ldblquote whenever\rdblquote .\rdblquote  Greg said somewhat sheepishly.\par
\tab Marcia nodded.  She was an \ldblquote ok\rdblquote  kind of girl, kind of plain, small dainty nose, SMALL dainty titties, small frame all around.  She was fourteen\emdash but could easily pass for twelve!  Greg was a year older; he was taller, thick mop of jet black hair, a nice looking lad who teetered on the morality of what was being contemplated.\par
\tab\ldblquote Maybe we should wait?\rdblquote  he proposed.\par
\tab\ldblquote Dad said we should do it\emdash soon.\rdblquote  Marcia shrugged.\par
\tab Greg nodded, twisted his lips thoughtfully, \ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote  He said a little whimsically and began peeling off his clothes.  A more suitable locale could have been found Bullet thought\emdash the garden shed?  Really?  There was even the great outdoors of the backyard, the treehouse, garage, the old mattress in the alley\'85\par
\tab When Greg peeled off his plain blue teeshirt\emdash he got the eye approval of his sister.  She tried not to show her smile\emdash which was not hard to \ldblquote hide\rdblquote  due to the lack of proper lighting.  There was a bare bulb providing \ldblquote some\rdblquote  light.\par
\tab Marcia slowly pulled off her off-pink top.  No bra.  Greg eyed the girl with a Devil\rquote s grin.  \lquote Not bad.\rquote  \par
\tab Off came their shoes then down (and off) came their pants.\par
\tab Greg was naked right off\emdash no undies.  Commando!\par
\tab Marcia had on light blue boy shorts.\tab\par
\tab Greg watched her as she slowly slid the undies down, stepped out of them, then stood up.  Was it their first time being naked together?  Bullet hated to intervene as they seemed to be acting on their own.  But an inquiring mind had to know.\par
\tab Seen each other naked?  Yep.\par
\tab Sex?  No.\par
\tab In the beginning, when they had become a \ldblquote family\rdblquote , Greg and Marcia were modest but not so much their siblings\emdash but not outlandish about it.  Darting to and from their bathroom or racing nakedly up and down the hall on a lark.\par
\tab Did Greg have thoughts of the narly kind regarding Marcia?\par
\tab Yeah.  He was a normal boy.\par
\tab He had two sisters, Jennifer and Cyndi.  Anything there?\par
\tab No.\par
\tab Any desires to do anything with them?\par
\tab No, actually.  Greg was a moral person\emdash well, he was.\par
\tab On Marcia\rquote s side, there was a little naughtiness going on before the family blend.  Brother Charles was an avid masturbator and sometimes\emdash sometimes in the bathroom (before the family blend) he rubbed his hard pud against Marcia\rquote s ass.  And Marcia let him!  And Marcia sometimes tugged her panties down and let him rub his bare cock against her bare ass!  She also let him have a gander at her naked cunt, watch her pee in the toilet and one time just before the family blended together she stood in the shower and peed standing up\emdash and brother Charles was with her showering with her!\par
\tab Nothing, though, with little brother, Tommy.\par
\tab But there was potential!\par
\tab Marcia was moralistically sound, too; like Greg.  But, upon further digging, Bullet discovered that the 8\super th\nosupersub  grader WAS semi willing to be \ldblquote all the way\rdblquote  naughty with brother Charles.  Not up the ass and no skull fucking with subsequent jiz squirting on her face, either.  And with the new brother in the family she was also equally semi willing to be naughty with him.  She just feared getting pregnant or some lame ass disease.  She also didn\rquote t want a \ldblquote rep\rdblquote  at school.  A new school she and her brothers had to go to and she wasn\rquote t overly thrilled.  Two boys at the new junior high were seeking her favor and she was considering doing something of the naughty kind with them.  That venture was for her to have something of a reputation but not as a slut.\par
\tab Complicated.\par
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\pard\tab Greg thought of Marcia as \ldblquote ok.\rdblquote   She looked ok, didn\rquote t smell, but wasn\rquote t overly \ldblquote pretty.\rdblquote   She passed easily for twelve and in that\emdash Greg was interested.  There were unnatural thoughts regarding his sisters, Jennifer mostly and mainly.  There were girls his sister knew that also tempted Greg.  There were girls who were a bit younger, sisters of the girls his sister knew.  Greg had potential!\par
\tab Thinking deeply, \ldblquote Uh, Dad said I had to\emdash uh, you know, lick.\rdblquote  Greg was embarrassed at broaching the approach.  Marcia pursed her lips, nodded, then put herself up on a low bench.  She lay down and Greg moved up to her\emdash the light streaming in from the grimy window and the low light from the bare bulb casted an generous glow onto the nude girl.  Greg\rquote s cock was hard.  Slowly, methodically, he stroked his bone before proceeding.\par
\tab Marcia opened her legs and was apprehensive from the onset.  Greg gently lifted her legs pushing them back.  He eyed the girl\rquote s cunny; it was lightly covered with fine blond pubes.  Precum coated his piss slit and a grin as big as the outdoors filled his face.  Slowly he went down on his new sister\rquote s cunt\emdash he did have thoughts of doing same to Jennifer.\par
\tab And Cyndi?\par
\tab Cyndi was six\emdash he had no thoughts of doing anything sexual with Cyndi.\par
\tab Well!  We\rquote ll see about that!\par
\tab Greg licked Marcia\rquote s cunt\emdash all over.  He wasn\rquote t a cunt licking expert but did a fair job just the same.  Marcia clenched herself (all over), grippe the edge of the bench, and was seemingly \ldblquote getting off\rdblquote  just from her brother\rquote s tongue action.  And although Marcia was supposed to suck Greg\rquote s brotherly dong, Greg let that go and inserted himself into his sister\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab Whether or not she was a \ldblquote virgin\rdblquote  wasn\rquote t clear; it was kinda dark in the shed so minute details like that were uncertain.  The boy slid most the way in, pulled out and humped the entrance of the pussy itself before sliding back in and from Bullet\rquote s vantage point\emdash the boy went all the way in!  A little pumping action and some three minutes later and the deed was done\emdash amidst a lot of fanfare.  Marcia made a lot of noise; not loud but undulating noises as streams of her own juices flowed from her snatch.\par
\tab Greg\rquote s announcement of \ldblquote I\rquote M CUMMING!\rdblquote  shook the rafters.  He shuddered, farted, and creamed his sister\rquote s cunt (inside and out) then pulled out to squirt a massive finale wad onto her.  Then he restuffed himself back into her for a furious one and a half minute fuck finish.  Then he was done and done in.  Laying on his sweating heaving sister he suckled her young teenage titties, cupped her ass then somehow had the strength to pick her up and carry her about in some sort of dizzy dance.  Marcia was \ldblquote pumping\rdblquote  him as he did so.\par
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\pard\tab A pile of canvas was their bed.  Clumsily they fell together in a heap; arms and legs akimbo.  Marcia wound up on top.  It was a perfect view (for Bullet).  Marcia began to hump, grinding her cunny against her brother\rquote s sex.  Greg griped tightly his sister\rquote s ass, prying her cheeks open giving the unseen onlooker the eyeful he enjoyed greatly.\par
\tab Another round of fucking ensued.  Marcia seemed to be in full command.  She raised herself up then guided Greg\rquote s prong into her.  With slow deliberate motions she moved UP and DOWN\emdash UP and DOWN\emdash UP and then DOWN.  Slowly.  Slowly.  S-l-o-w-l-y.  It was intense, on a slow lovemaking manner.  Marcia would move her hips/sex all the way to almost where Greg\rquote s cock would pop out\emdash then she knew and slid herself back down.  It was agonizing all around.\par
\tab Finally they succumbed to a most delicious shared orgasm.  They collapsed, no\emdash they melted into one being.  Steam rose from their bodies.  Neither body moved for several minutes.  Greg had to push his naked sister off of him; he sat up and took another couple of minutes to gather himself, then he helped Marcia up.  Grabbing their clothes they left the shed making for the house to shower.\par
\tab Slipping out of the shed and Bullet (still unseen) was stunned to see Mike slipping out of the same shed!  Had he been there all the time?  Hmmm  Did Mike have an EMAD, also?  Were the kids affected by the EMAD or acting on their own as Bullet thought?  Hmmm\par
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It\rquote s a family thing\par
\tab On another visit and Bullet was even awed at the family next door.\par
\tab In the family room, Mike was hearing it from Cyndi and Tommy.\par
\tab Apparently, Miss Kitty Carrie-All was \ldblquote missing\rdblquote  and she was accusing Tommy of taking her and hiding her\emdash an act Tommy strongly denied \lquote cause,\par
\tab\ldblquote I wouldn\rquote t touch her dollie!\rdblquote  \lquote cause it\rquote s a girl thing.\par
\tab The house had been searched to no avail.\par
\tab Then, young Tommy accused Cyndi of taking his toy kazoo out of revenge.\par
\tab An act Cyndi adamantly denied.\par
\tab The two children, Cyndi age six and Tommy age seven, got into a yelling contest to wit Mike had had enough.  Carol was present, also.  Bullet wanted to catch up with Greg and Marcia but found the happening in the family room a little more entertaining.  And it did get entertaining when young Cyndi was laid across Mike\rquote s lap and smacked on the ass.\par
\tab Cyndi wore a typical shortie kid\rquote s dress and the first smack was dull and with the dress shielding the tyke\rquote s bum.  Barely.  Cyndi wriggled but was held firm by her dad while young Tommy stood by sheepishly antsy and shielding his own butt.  His mom sat behind him holding him still.\par
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\pard\tab Cyndi got another smack and then her shortie dress was moved up and she received another smack.  Tommy got more wiggly to where his mom had to hold him in earnest.  Mike landed another smack and Cyndi got more wiggly.  Then the panties, yellow, were tugged down revealing a mostly very white ass slightly turning red.\par
\tab Mike smoothed his hand about the youngster\rquote s cheek then cast an eye to Tommy.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Come here.\rdblquote  He told the boy.  Carol ushered the boy by a tap to his butt and he came to stand where Mike directed him.  Had he seen his sister\rquote s bare butt before wasn\rquote t clear\emdash but he ogled in awe just the same.\par
\tab Mike whispered something\emdash something that struck his step-son with shock if not panic.  Mike whispered again leaning in to whisper directly into the lad\rquote s ear.\par
\tab Tommy blinked his eyes and thought thoughtfully before nodding and stretching out his hand to touch his sister\rquote s bare butt.  That was followed by poking his finger to his sister\rquote s butt hole.  The boy exhibited angst.  His mouth hung open and he began to be wiggly while standing in place.\par
\tab Then, for shock value on Bullet\rquote s part\emdash young Tommy leaned forward and KISSED the cheeks of his new little sister.  Each cheek.  Then\emdash THEN, while the girl herself pulled her own cheeks open the little boy kissed/licked his new little sister butthole!  He did!\par
\tab That was followed by Mike taking the boy by the elbow and quickly placing him in front of his new little sister.  Then, THEN she partook of the hard dinky virtually poking her in the face.  Bullet was floored.  What was going on here!?  Little Cyndi took Tommy dick and sucked-sucked-sucked like a lollipop!  She did!  She suckled his bare nuggets, too!  And all the while, Carol, the boy\rquote s mother, sat casual-like behind him caressing his pert little butt!\par
\tab Then, disbelievingly, Mike pushed his pants and underwear down and began to blatantly masturbate!  Bullet didn\rquote t know what the fuck was going on but something was not right.  Or maybe it was.  Anyways, Cyndi sucked and sucked and then sucked some more until such time as Mike brought Tommy back around to her bare butt (that was still slightly reddened).  The boy\rquote s cock was guided to the girl\rquote s cunt.  A little schooling and the boy was IN the girl and pumping soon ensued.\par
\tab Bullet assumed that for sure an EMAD was being used.  Was it Mike\emdash or someone else?  Hmmm  hmmm  hmmmmmmmm\par
\tab Little Tommy humped a good hump, he wasn\rquote t an expert and his little puddling popped out \ldblquote now and then\rdblquote .  His dad, though, helped put it back in\emdash sometimes it was into Cyndi\rquote s cunt\emdash sometimes it was into her cornhole.  Mike patted his son\rquote s ass\emdash and continually stroked his daddy dick.\par
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\pard\tab Using a hand-dandy moist cloth that Carol produced, Tommy\rquote s dick and Cyndi\rquote s pussy and asshole were cleaned.  Then Cyndi slid off of her daddy\rquote s lap and Tommy took her place.  A little swat to his ass and with a little cooing encouragement Cyndi kissed Tommy\rquote s butt.\par
\tab Further encouragement and she kissed his butt hole, too!\par
\tab After the spanking\emdash and kissing, there was the hugging.  And Carol undressed herself.  Not a bad dame!  Nice supple titties, a firm fanny, good form all around.  She wasn\rquote t too tall, a nice round face, could sing like an angel, and fuck/suck like a devil!  On her knees the sweet singing damsel went, taking Mike\rquote s throbbing hard dong and working it before applying her mouth to it.  Tommy and Cyndi stood by flanking\emdash giggling and watching in some awe.\par
\tab Suddenly in walks Greg and Marcia.  Their eyes bulged; Mike smiled and nodded for the two clothed ones to come in.  Semi reluctantly they did walking shoulder to shoulder.  They watched in some odd trepidation as their mother sucked on their father\rquote s cock.\par
\tab\ldblquote Greg, Marcia,\rdblquote  Mike said, \ldblquote why don\rquote t you go ahead and take off YOUR clothes.\rdblquote  Mike was a congenial man; polite, well groomed, well educated, a nice man.  He was tall, dark haired, a dazzling smile, and had a seven and a half inch cock.  After a couple of minutes of earnest sucking and Carol pulled back smacking her lips.  She brought Cyndi around to be \ldblquote in position\rdblquote  and cooed to the girl who had a curious look etched upon her face.  She did, though, at length, put her mouth to the huge daddy dick and suckle on the head.\par
\tab Greg and Marcia were adamantly stunned.\par
\tab\ldblquote Whoa!\rdblquote  said Greg.\par
\tab Marcia was unable to produce words but was greatly astonished.\par
\tab Both stripped out of their clothes and Greg\rquote s prong was steadfastly\emdash hard.\par
\tab Carol eyed Greg\rquote s schlong and went right to it.  She firstly took holt of the average teenage meat stick, worked it, teased it (with her thumb to the piss slit making small circles) then clutched the fuzzy nuggets before putting her mouth to it and \ldblquote going down.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mike made a head nod to Marcia who pursed her lips and looked a little angry.  But she moved around her mother and brother and came to her knees at her daddy\rquote s side.  Cyndi had pulled away and was considering whether or not she liked the taste of daddy dick.  Mike cooed to his bio daughter, waggled his cock, and made small circles on the girl\rquote s back with his hand.  Marcia nodded; she had thin lips, a pimple here, a zit there, long hair near to her butt, smallish titties, but butt bare ass naked and all of her was just fine.  She leaned down and began sucking on her daddy\rquote s cock.\par
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\pard\tab Greg was reeling while his mother sucked him; he rocked on his feet and pumped into her mouth.  He made sounds unintelligible, fucked her face, and blasted a hot load into her mouth in just under two minutes.  Then, while he calmed down some\emdash Cyndi was \ldblquote instructed\rdblquote  to suck him.  Mike said something like \ldblquote Cyndi, why don\rquote t you please your brother.\rdblquote\par
\tab Cyndi paused a second or two then almost happily took to the task assigned to her.  Greg was reeling; one hand on his butt, the other on the back of his bio mom\rquote s head.  Marcia was awestruck and possibly dumbfounded\emdash but she sucked and sucked and sucked. When she pulled back sitting up she got a face blast of blast.  She didn\rquote t like it much and made face as jets of daddy cum splashed onto her face.  Plucking up Cyndi\rquote s handy-to-reach panties he wiped his jiz off her sweet face then pulled her up onto his lap.  A hug came, then a kiss.  Mike\rquote s hands cupped his daughter\rquote s ass and though his cock had just orgasmed it was still mightily hard.  Expertly he began guiding it into her twat.  The girl wriggled and was only half heartedly into the incestuous deed.\par
\tab She had no choice and soon was sitting down fully pierced by her dad\rquote s amazing cock.  Meanwhile, Carol \ldblquote assumed\rdblquote  the position (on all fours) and had her cunny pierced by her son\emdash all the while sucking on Tommy\rquote s cock!  Bullet held fast\emdash he wasn\rquote t sure of his circumstances.  Something was amiss and it was best he stay \ldblquote hidden.\rdblquote\par
\tab A great gusher of love spunk ended Mike and Marcia\rquote s union\emdash evidence by the amount of cum slathering Mike\rquote s tremendous cock.  Marcia, too, seemed to have experienced something of an orgasm.  She clung to her daddy, the two melded as one and Mike\rquote s cock finally slipped out\emdash squirting more up the girl\rquote s bare back.\par
\tab Greg fucked his mother\emdash and then some.  His steaming schlong spanked the woman\rquote s ass before he collapsed onto the floor heaving.  Gobs of his cream oozed out of Carol\rquote s cunt and asshole.  Good boy!\par
\tab Strangely, Miss Kitty was found on Cyndi\rquote s bed and Tommy\rquote s kazoo was found on his bed.  Strange.  Mike took a couple of stabs to Cyndi\rquote s poon but he was a man of limited character and morals and those kept him from piercing the girl.  Greg and Tommy, however, did.  Tommy fucked his little sister followed by Greg who balked a little at the beginning but Bullet saw\emdash finally, Mike twisting the dial of his watch on his wrist.  The watch was oversized similar to a diver\rquote s watch.  Bullet surmised, then, it was none other than an Electronic Mind Altering Device!\par
\tab Bullet was beside himself with his own angst; he so wanted to join in.  Greg was doing a fine job at stuffing his prick into Cyndi.  He was gentle about his progress; he pulled out to hump the girl\rquote s cunt then re-entered her for a finale squirting gobs of spunk in and out all over the child\rquote s poon.\par
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The Whistle Stop Children\par
\tab There are nicknames and then there are nicknames\emdash some are cute, some are curt, some are WTF!?  Some names are descriptive; like, Rock\emdash\lquote cause the guy is built like one.  Or Fiddles, \lquote cause that what he does, fiddle around or plays one.  Slaves used nicknames to fool their Masters.  Other names are forms of affection or derogatory in nature.  Other names are associated to the owner\rquote s profession; like, \ldblquote Bones\rdblquote  for a member of the physician family; Sparky for an electrician, Geek for a computer nerd, Sarge for a member of the military family, Fatso for a person of \ldblquote weighty\rdblquote  issues, Shorty for a person who is height challenged.\par
\tab Bullet\emdash his given name by fact, encountered a young lad who was unaware of his nickname referred to something most girls found disgusting.  Jiz.  It was actually his initials of his three names, James Ignito Zamboneme.  He was part Mexican-American; a happy kid of eleven, seriously into soccer, liked to adventure, and was just starting to \ldblquote notice\rdblquote  girls.\par
\tab James \ldblquote Jiz\rdblquote  Zamboneme was \ldblquote adventuring\rdblquote  across a meadow to some nearby hills and forest searching for a \ldblquote lost mine.\rdblquote   He was in company of best friend, Mario \ldblquote Oreo\rdblquote  Guninazaleas and two girls also friends\emdash Julianne Barnwithhay and Kathy \ldblquote Kayleen\rdblquote  Zonkmibrest.  The boys were eleven years young, the girls a year younger.\par
\tab Normally, usually, children of any age, just didn\rquote t \ldblquote go off\rdblquote  adventuring.  Normally, usually, things didn\rquote t turn out well for those who did.  But this was the country, not the city.  Most \ldblquote bad things\rdblquote  happened in the city.  Sure, bad elements were just about everywhere but in the countryside it was deemed \ldblquote safe enough.\rdblquote   So, Jiz, Oreo, Jeebie, and Kayzee ventured off across a huge well overgrown meadow to seek fame, fortune, adventure at some hidden abandoned train depot called Whistle Stop.\par
\tab James \ldblquote Jiz\rdblquote  Ignito Zamboneme was the serious one of the group; short haired, easy to get along with but he was serious about it.  Both parents were Mexican-Americans with his grandparents being directly from Mexican land and living with their children, Jiz\rquote s parents.  He spoke the language of both lands, played a harmonica, and was keenly interested in plants, bugs, and stuff like that.\par
\tab Mario \ldblquote Oreo\rdblquote  Guninazaleas was a happy-go-lucky kid, wore glasses, an avid reader, liked to build bird houses, and eat as many Oreo cookies as possible.  A likeable kid he volunteered to help out others wherever he saw a need.  He also famously \ldblquote volunteered\rdblquote  others to help out, also.\par
\tab Julianne \ldblquote Jeebie\rdblquote  Barnwithhay was a nice looking girl who had beautiful features; long brown hair to mid back, supple beginning titties, a very pretty face, a curious girl who was casual in all styles of dress.\par
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\pard\tab Kayleen \ldblquote Kayzee\rdblquote  Zonkmibrest was pretty in her own right; shy but curious, mostly flat chested, nice-nice butt, very bright white teeth, beautiful green eyes, a sweet kid who liked to draw and paint butterflies.  She also wrote poems and short stories\emdash all about butterflies.\par
\tab So off across the meadow they went, Mario stopping to check plants, weeds, and crawly bugs that neither Julianne or Kathy were in to.  Kathy was only interested in butterflies\emdash and there were plenty to keep her interested.  James wanted to move along, get out of the meadow\emdash and heat, and find the abandoned train station.\par
\tab At the end of the meadow choked with weeds, wild mint, catnip, stinkweed, heather, was an old wooden fence.  The fence encircled the entire meadow where at the opposite end were some horses, goats, and cows.  There the meadow was more lush with edible grass and a couple of natural springs running thru it.  James ushered his friends thru the fence, crossed a small creek, and entered into the woods.\par
\tab To the right were rustic rocky hills, some were more rustic than others.\par
\tab To the left, a long stretch of meadows and farmland.\par
\tab Once inside the woods the gang took a break.  Though James wanted to get to the train depot he had to admit he was tired, too.  The gang thru their backpacks down and collapsed enjoying the shelter of the woods from the intense Summer sun.  Bottles of water all around.  A little more rest and the group was on their way again.  It wasn\rquote t quite noon and James wanted to get to the site before noon so there would be time enough to scout around and then hustle back home before super time.\par
\tab Then it was back on trail with Jiz anxious and his followers\emdash not so much.\par
\tab There was an old abandoned car, a railroad flat car, an abandoned mine that was boarded up, parts of a building, parts of a freight car and then the biggest find was the fully intact construct of a caboose.  It was sitting on some old very rusted rails partly buried in overgrown grass and weeds.\par
\tab With no fear the kids clambered onto the rear-end of the train to give it a good going over.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ewewe,\rdblquote  said Kayleen, \ldblquote it stinks!\rdblquote   The old caboose did indeed \ldblquote stink\rdblquote ; it was musty and dank but the group looked over the old cookware, a huge brass (now green) bell, the old stove, boots, and assorted whiskey bottles.  Not as exciting as first thought.  After exiting the caboose the kids meandered along the remains of a railroad track coming at last to the remains of an old-old abandoned small train station/depot.   An old sign with faded chipped lettering read out:\par
WHISTLE STOP.  The building was well weathered and leaning to one side; there was a fence where horses once were corralled\emdash the lupines and wildflowers had practically concealed the old wooden lodge poles.\par
\pard\sa200\sl276\slmult1\page\tab The whole area was dank, musty, and spooky.  Not too mention \ldblquote warm\rdblquote  and abuzz with noisy summer bugs\emdash one of which hit Julianne on the side of the face making her scream and run wildly about as if the bug had gone down her back.  The boys giggled \lquote girls.\rquote\par
\pard\tab After the commotion there was more exploring; but the day was getting on, past noon.  The day was also warming up\emdash a lot.  The air was heavy and sticky, sullen with no air movement and little sound.  Some trees there were, rocky rustic hills, lots of weeds, shrubs\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Why are those rocks red like that?\rdblquote  asked Kayleen (she preferred \ldblquote Kayleen\rdblquote  over the shorter version \ldblquote Kathy\rdblquote ; was ok with the nicknames \ldblquote Kat\rdblquote  and \ldblquote Kayzee\rdblquote .)\par
\tab\ldblquote The rocks have iron minerals in them,\rdblquote  Mario answered, \ldblquote the amount of iron exposed to the air is what causes the rocks to turn red like that.\rdblquote  He was a beginning scientist.\par
\tab\ldblquote Like rust,\rdblquote  added Jiz, \ldblquote on shovels and old cars.\rdblquote\par
\tab The abandoned building wasn\rquote t too much of a treasure trove; there were old lanterns, miner equipment, sacks of cement\emdash that had turned into cement, and other assorted miscellaneous crap normally associated with an \ldblquote old abandoned\rdblquote  train station.  There were remains of railroad tracks, some buried in the ground and the rest obscured by overgrowth.\par
\tab The girls were getting overheated; the boys, too.  Jiz wanted to go on \ldblquote just a little more\rdblquote ; the others\emdash not so much.  With a sigh,\par
\tab\ldblquote You stay here, I\rquote m just gonna climb that hill and look around then we\rquote ll head back.\rdblquote\par
\tab The girls and Mario were cool with that\emdash er, hot, er\'85\par
\tab James \ldblquote Jiz\rdblquote  Ignito Zamboneme scampered off\emdash he hated to admit it (so he didn\rquote t) but he was hot and wore out too.  The air was sticky, muggy, and downright unpleasant.  It was hard to breath but the youngster climbed up the rusty rocky hill (which was all of about a hundred feet or so).  At the top he surveyed the area around; it was quite a sight to see and much more to behold.  Juniper pines dotted the landscape, bristlecone pines and limber pines, too.  When there was a chanced breeze the air was overly scented with the scent of pine.  Fragrant wildflowers and wild weed\emdash mint and catnip, also were present.  Jiz noted how the breeze wafting through the pines and scrub oaks, live oaks, and other deciduous trees were not unlike the sounds of the ocean he had been to.\par
\tab There were bluebells and owl\rquote s clover on the rusty hill; the intensity of the colours were\emdash intense.  So was the heat.  It was getting to be a bit much so it was time to abandon the adventure and make for him.\par
\tab Then he saw it.\par
\tab It was big.  It was HUGE.  It glinted in the summer sun and was none other than an old steam locomotive.  Jiz nearly \ldblquote jizzed\rdblquote  his beige hiking shorts; he also nearly fell as he scrambled back down the hot hill to tell his friends.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey!\rdblquote  he shouted breathlessly, \ldblquote come looky what I found!\rdblquote  and he darted down the tracks with his friends half heartedly following.\par
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Big Blue\par
\tab Big Blue was a 4-8-4 configuration; there was a huge-huge 60-foot long boiler, a separate coal car, 54-inch diameter drive wheels that all cumulated to an impressive speed of 65-miles per!  In her day she thundered across the Plains pulling huge freight cars behind her weighing several thousands of pounds.  An impressive machine commanding great respect.\par
\tab That was then\emdash this is now.  In the late 1930\rquote s and thru the War years and into the 1950s she had been the biggest thing around\emdash besides Aunt Betsy and the fat bearded lady at the carnival.  Other steam locomotives of that era were painted the typical black.  Not 4087; she was painted blue.  Most of that blue was gone now; she leaned a little to port, the coal car that run before the boiler was gone; there was the huge water tank car behind and that was tilted also.  The tracks the behemoth locomotive sat on was practically buried in the soft dirt\emdash which was the ultimate demise of Big Blue\emdash after some torrential rains had soaked the area and Big Blue came thundering along\emdash the tracks supporting her didn\rquote t.  Too huge to move by any means the impressive machine was left.\par
\tab Jiz was jazzed.  Only at the park museum had he seen relatives of Big Blue, but they were dwarfed by Blue\rquote s magnitude.  Even the others were impressed and uttered \ldblquote Wow\rdblquote  and \ldblquote Whoa\rdblquote  and \ldblquote Nice.\rdblquote   Jiz climbed about the mammoth machine\emdash finding the metal a bit hot to the touch.\par
\tab\ldblquote OW!\rdblquote  he said loudly, \ldblquote Shit, piss, fuck!\rdblquote  he added.\par
\tab The girls blushed, Jiz didn\rquote t often cuss\emdash but when he did those were the words he used.  He did manage to sit on the engineer\rquote s chair and fool with all the valves and levers.  Most wouldn\rquote t budge but he tried anyways.  Mario tried the cord that operated Blue\rquote s horn.  Nothing.  Of course.\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t want to be a bitch,\rdblquote  said Julianne, \ldblquote but it\rquote s freaking hot!\rdblquote\par
\tab Jiz had to agree to that.  But now that he knew where Big Blue was he was going to make repeated visits.  It was like receiving the bestest Christmas present ever, or being rewarded for a good deed, appreciated for something he had done for someone else (without being asked to do so.)  Jiz was overly elated at the find.  Big Blue.  It wasn\rquote t \ldblquote blue\rdblquote  any more, lots of rust, but it was still sound and Jiz betted that with some water, oil, coal, the old girl could be up and running the rails again.\par
\tab In the meantime\emdash it was scorching hot.  Time to go.\par
The pond\par
\tab The kids said goodbye to Big Blue and struck off for home.  No one was looking forward to the long trek\emdash it was in the middle of the day for this excursion and \ldblquote hot enough to make the Devil sigh.\rdblquote   Most of the trek was in the shade of the trees, but then there was a long open stretch where the sun was all over them.  No other way around it\emdash the direct route was thru the meadow in the open.\par
\tab Drucilla\rquote s Pond\par
\tab Coming to a road that was as old as the train tracks Big Blue sat on (and squashed) the kids followed the old meadow fence.  The weeds and wild grass was about as tall as them!  The road was apparently forgotten; huge ruts gouged in the old dirt road were now choked with weeds.  And bugs.  When James dragged his foot into the rut he disturbed a great many sated bugs who flew up and then descended upon them all\emdash especially Julianne who hate/despised bugs.  She shrieked and then ran.\par
\tab Jiz and the others followed brushing off the angered disturbed bugs.\par
\tab A bug of \ldblquote some kind\rdblquote  was inside the collar of Julianne\rquote s shirt\emdash girl was having a fit as she ran.  Thru the lodge pole fence and into the meadow beyond pulling off her shirt as she did so.  Flinging the shirt about she dislodged the bug but there were others to take its place landing on her now bare neck and back sending the girl into a frenzy.\par
\tab Jiz and the others had barely made their way to the distraught girl where she had been standing when she bolted off again.  Most the disturbed bugs had abated so Jiz, Kayleen, and Mario were able to take a brief breather.  Then they were off chasing after the girl who was practically out of sight.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Wait up!\rdblquote  Jiz said (mostly to his exhausted companions.)\par
\tab The trio halted; the air was very heavy laden, sticky and muggy.  Some bugs associated with a heavy meadow could be heard.  Nothing else.\par
\tab\ldblquote Where\rquote d she go?\rdblquote  Mario asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Julianne!\rdblquote  called out Kayleen.\par
\tab No Julianne.\par
\tab\ldblquote Julianne!\rdblquote  called out Mario.\par
\tab No Julianne.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey, Julianne, where are you?\rdblquote  called out Jiz.\par
\tab No response.\par
\tab Alright, let\rquote s not panic; let\rquote s all scream in a perfectly rational manner.\par
\tab Slowly the gang made their way thru the thick heavy laden meadow with each step zapping their energy.  The air was getting heavier, too.  Then, the thick dense wild weeds gave way to waist high wild grass.\par
\tab\ldblquote I smell water!\rdblquote  said Mario.\par
I\rquote m just a hiphopopotamus seeking a rhymencerous\par
\tab There was water.  A small lake\emdash right out in the open!  The closest trees were a hundred yards away.  There was a sign with faded chipped lettering leaning on a pile of old discarded tires\emdash Durcilla\rquote s Pond.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wasn\rquote t there a girl named Durcilla,\rdblquote  Mario said remember some history of the area, \ldblquote and she drowned in a pond?\rdblquote\par
\tab Jiz didn\rquote t answer but quickly began shucking his clothing; Julianne was in the pond (clad merely in her panties.)  No biggie.  Mario and Kayleen followed suit\emdash with Kayleen being a little modest and unsure.  But the oppressive heat and the rewarding water encouraged her and she quickly stripped down to her underpants then rushed boldly into the very refreshing water.\par
\tab Splash!  Splash!  Splash!  The foursome enjoyed the pond with the boys daringly tredging out to the middle where it was deep\emdash very deep\emdash damn deep.  Mario tried to go to the bottom but was unable.  Jiz made the effort but was also unable.  The girls stayed closer to the bank and were not that adventurous.  There wasn\rquote t really a \ldblquote bank\rdblquote  and the pond practically dropped off from the get go\emdash and was deep.  The girls were pretty good swimmers and managed to keep from drowning.  But after a while their dogpaddling efforts got them tired and they scrambled back onto the ground.\par
\tab Mario was stunned when he surfaced to see Julianne and Kayleen laying out\emdash clad only in their panties.  Panties that were now TIGHTLY snug against their young preteen bodies.\par
\tab BOING!\par
\tab SPROING! Was for Jiz as he resurfaced and sighted in on the girls.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh shit!\rdblquote  he breathed only for Mario to hear.\par
\tab The boys sputtered water and were also tiring of dog paddling.  They made their way to the girls who had pulled their ball caps down over their eyes to shield them from the blistering rays of the sun.  The boys emerged with prominent erections poking out their underwear.\par
\tab James \ldblquote Jiz\rdblquote  sat on the one side of Julianne, he liked her a lot.  Mario \ldblquote Oreo\rdblquote  parked his carcass on Kayleen \ldblquote Kayzee\rdblquote\rquote s side.  When they laid down\emdash their puds stuck up like a flag pole.\par
\tab A light breeze came up giving the underwear clad crew a little bit of reprieve from the blistering day.\par
\tab Then someone farted.\par
\tab The group giggled.\par
\tab Then, from a distance, thunder was heard.\par
\tab Julianne sat up, \ldblquote Was that thunder?\rdblquote  she asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Either that, or Mario\rquote s grandpa\rquote s in the bathroom again!\rdblquote\par
\tab Inside joke.  The kids giggled and it was one more time in the pond.\par
The storm\par
\tab People think I\rquote m strange; that\rquote s just not true.  I have the heart of a peace loving soul.  It\rquote s in a glass jar on my dresser.\par
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\tab A little more splashing but the concerns of the heard thunder alarmed the kids.  The skies above them were clear with no clouds no where.  In the distance, however, there was a great sudden multitude of ominous clouds forming up and perhaps it was time to boogie.\par
\tab The gang slipped on their clothes; Kayleen a little put off about having to wear wet underwear.\par
\tab\ldblquote Take \lquote em off.\rdblquote  suggested Jiz with a shrug of indifference.\par
\tab Kayleen paused and glanced at Julianne who was contemplating the same thing.  Mario, too.  Jiz didn\rquote t contemplate but turned his back to the others and calmly lowered his wet tidy whiteys; his very-very tan body was already mostly dry so it was no prob slipping on his walking shorts.  Most people, adults, while tredging thru dense brush, weeds, and anywhere outdoors where bugs were prevalent usually were sensible enough to wear long pants and even long sleeved shirts.\par
\tab Jiz, Oreo, Jeebie, and Kayzee were not into that; short sleeves, no sleeves, short pants, walking shorts.  They did have over-the-ankle socks and hiking shoes, though; ball caps, too.\par
\tab Mario turned his back to the others and was temporarily naked.\par
\tab Julianne and Kayleen did likewise.  Kayleen was embarrassed to go about \ldblquote without undies\rdblquote  on but found it to be a unique experience, too.  For the boys, going \ldblquote commando\rdblquote  was a way of life\emdash especially for Mario who preferred a \ldblquote no undie\rdblquote  day any day!\par
\tab The air became more sullen; the stickiness level increased and there was moisture in the air.\par
\tab\ldblquote I smell rain.\rdblquote  Julianne said.\par
\tab Just then and lightning flashed in their horizon.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh, shit!\rdblquote  quipped Jiz.  He seldom cursed, but when he did it was for some reason.  Thunder cracked and temporarily halted the kids\rquote  progress.  The storm was gathering in intensity with foreboding clouds darkening.  The group was some miles from their home boundary.\par
\tab\ldblquote I think we\rquote re gonna get wet\emdash again.\rdblquote  stated Mario.\par
\tab Jiz nodded saying \ldblquote And we probably shouldn\rquote t be out in it.\rdblquote  lightning has a way of changing your prospective on life.  He looked serious and as the proposed leader looked for a better place to be than \ldblquote out in the open.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s go there.\rdblquote  he said, the woods.\par
\tab The \ldblquote woods\rdblquote  weren\rquote t really woods, they were a mixture of live oak and other scrawny assorted trees spaced far apart with lots of shrubs and waist high weeds, some giant boulders, an old rusting bulldozer and more sunken-in-the-ground railroad tracks.  The tracks led to another steam locomotive.  It was a 2-4-0 configuration; 2 small regular wheels in front as guides, then 4 wheels (per side) as drivers, and none underneath the cab.\par
\tab It was a smaller locomotive than Big Blue, the drivers were about 48-inches.\par
\tab Part of the locomotive was painted red and at one time it had been all red, but time and elements of the weathering kind had peeled away the red paint reminding onlookers that at in its beginning it had been the typical black painted train.  The boiler, too, was small; there was a coal car behind it, a flat car, and a caboose.  When thunder exploded over their heads the kids forgo checking out the cab and headed for the caboose.\par
\tab It was just as musty as Big Blue\rquote s caboose but not as stinky.\par
\tab Lightning made the girls shriek and the boys jolt.\par
\tab\ldblquote Anyone for coffee?\rdblquote  Jiz chortled as he shook an old red enameled coffee pot.  There was no liquid inside but something rattled.  Jiz put the pot back on the old pot bellied stove and continued to look around.  Typical seating with layers of old-old dirt; the windows were grimy, whiskey bottles old (and new) lay strewn about, and Mario found a pair of old binoculars hanging on a hook.  What a find!  Old lanterns, leather sacks of \ldblquote something\rdblquote , and a whole lot of mustiness.\par
\tab\ldblquote Maybe we can get a fire going?\rdblquote  queried Julianne.\par
\tab Jiz was for that; it had suddenly gotten cold and the berating rain was making it worse.  There were some old wooden pieces to fit the stove,\par
\tab\lquote be careful with that,\rquote  the voice in his head said, \lquote one misstep and the whole thing (caboose) goes up!\rquote\par
\tab Old newspapers helped as a fire starter and just a couple pieces of wood got the musty atmosphere \ldblquote cozy.\rdblquote   \par
\tab The rain came.\par
\tab In buckets.\par
\tab So loud that any form of conversation was drowned out.\par
\tab\ldblquote Must be a huge cloud over us!\rdblquote  manage to blurt out Jiz.\par
\tab The other nodded that assumption and huddled together on the floor by the stove.  Strangely, eyes fell onto the green whiskey bottle on the floor.  Jiz smiled, Mario was oblivious, the girls blushed.  A long few minutes elapsed and then\emdash\par
\tab Thunder didn\rquote t crack it exploded directly over their heads.  The reverberations shook the caboose sending the \ldblquote crew\rdblquote  within into utter terror.  The girls grabbed the boys, the boys clung to the girls.  No one breathed.  Kayleen\rquote s eyes were the widest they had ever been.  Lightning could be see flashing fully illuminating the interior of the drab train car.\par
\tab\ldblquote Jesus!\rdblquote  exclaimed Jiz.\par
\tab More thunder and Julianne was shaking.\par
\tab Kayleen was close to tears.  \ldblquote Make it go away!\rdblquote  she blurted in trembling lips.  Mario clung to her all the tighter whispering something that got lost in translation\emdash he was frightened, too.\par
\tab\ldblquote It will pass,\rdblquote  Jiz said, \ldblquote they always do.\rdblquote  He was frightened himself.\par
\tab But the storm did pass\emdash still left the kids a little shaken, frightened, and stirred.  The rain went with the thunder and lightning but the group was still traumatized so they stayed put.\par
\tab\ldblquote Whew!\rdblquote  said Mario, \ldblquote glad THAT\rquote s over!\rdblquote  he smiled and giggled and the others seemed enlightened.  Still, though, no one wanted to venture out just yet.\par
\tab And there was still the bottle\'85\par
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Voices\par
\tab\ldblquote Maybe it\rquote s ok to get going?\rdblquote  wonderingly asked Kayleen.\par
\tab Jiz looked out the dingy window; he shrugged saying \ldblquote I guess so.\rdblquote\par
\tab The storm had seemingly moved on leaving in its wake extreme mugginess, dampness, and lingering fright.  No one spoke.  No one moved.  The skies above were still somewhat dark and lightning though afar brilliantly illuminated the area.\par
\tab\lquote take off your clothes.\rquote\par
\tab Jiz stood back from the window; he had to get on the extreme musty well-worn canvas seat at a table by the window to see out.  He stood still for a moment then pulled off his deep blue tee-shirt.  No one spoke, no one moved.  The air was so thick\emdash you could cut it with a knife.  Down came the short walking shorts.  The boy had ditched his undies earlier opting for ye olde commando style for the walk home.\par
\tab Julianne then stood up and removed her top before sliding down her own walking shorts.  She was also going \ldblquote commando\rdblquote  as she didn\rquote t like walking in wet undies.  Once more and Kayleen\rquote s big brown eyes widened; Mario couldn\rquote t breathe.  Jiz stood a little perplexed\emdash no, a LOT perplexed.  A lot.\par
\tab\ldblquote What the fu\emdash ?\rdblquote  the rest of Jiz\rquote s concern was lost as a \ldblquote voice\rdblquote  in his head not his own suggested that he \ldblquote relax\rdblquote  and \ldblquote go with the flow.\rdblquote   That was hard to do when Julianne took holt of his nut sack.  Delicately she cupped his barely hairy balls, massaged the tender nuggets, then drew her clasped fingers up his suddenly very-very hard cock.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh shit!\rdblquote  blurted Mario.\par
\tab Kayleen was unable to speak\emdash or think.  The young girl stared in utter amazement and awe as Julianne moved her fingers up and down Jiz\rquote s jimbone.  UP and DOWN\emdash UP and DOWN\emdash UP and then DOWN.  Then she went down to her knees\'85\par
\tab Outside the ramshackled caboose and the huge meadow of waist high grass wavered like waves of the sea.  The air was less muggy and the skies once more darkened.  Inside the caboose and little to nothing of what was going on (or pending) mattered to James \ldblquote Jiz\rdblquote , Mario \ldblquote Oreo\rdblquote , Julianne \ldblquote Jeebie\rdblquote  or Kayleen \ldblquote Kayzee.\rdblquote   On her knees and Julianne Barnwithhay slobbered on Jiz\rquote s boner with an enclosed mouth.  It was her first time and she wasn\rquote t quite sure if she liked it or not.  At first it WAS distasteful; then, as she continued sucking it wasn\rquote t so bad.\par
\tab\lquote never been sucked before?\rquote  the voice in his head asked.\par
\tab Jiz shook his head.  His cock was as hard as it never had been before.\par
\tab And girls in their swimsuits were about as close to seeing a girl naked as he had come so far.  He knew what \ldblquote sex\rdblquote  was; the Missionary Position.  Other forms of coupling?  Not so much.  He was even vague on \ldblquote doggie-style\rdblquote  although he had seen dogs hooked up.  Masturbation?  He was just beginning to do so; in the shower and mostly sprawled out on his bed thinking of a couple of girls\emdash Julianne and Kayleen, strangely, not one them.\par
\tab After much ado about \ldblquote sucking\rdblquote  the girl stood up, backed up, and remained still for a moment (naked) while Jiz (naked) stared at her (nakedness)\emdash specifically her bald pussy.  For Julianne, wee little lads she had seen naked, no boy her age or older.  There was curiosity, sure\emdash that was natural and perfectly normal.\par
\tab Thunder rolled across the sullen landscape making the old caboose shudder some.  Julianne moved to one of the long tables that let down and the 2-inch thick canvas cushions served as a \ldblquote bed.\rdblquote   There were sparse furnishings in the caboose that also had a cupola\emdash a place for the conductor to sit and see the train for what it was and note any problems like shifting weight, fires, hoboes.\par
\tab It didn\rquote t make much difference but Julianne (naked) turned the cushions over; they were just as musty and dirty but not as much as from the other side.  Then the naked nearly eleven year old plopped herself on the not-so-clean cushion and laid herself out.  Mario thought he would \ldblquote bust a nut\rdblquote  as he got an eyeful seeing Julianne\rquote s raw naked nakedness.  He was sitting perched on the floor with legs crossed (and cock hard) just feet from the naked girl.  His mouth dropped and the wow factor kicked in to high lofty heights.\par
\tab A bald pussy.  A girl\rquote s bald pussy.  It was amazing.  It was awe inspiring.\par
\tab Jiz stood with a raging boner eyeing the delectable object being strongly schooled and encouraged to \ldblquote do the honors\rdblquote  and \ldblquote go down on her.\rdblquote   Jiz had no idea what the Voice referred to.  Encouragement schooled the boy in the fine art of \ldblquote cunnilingus.\rdblquote   \par
\tab\lquote Girls PEE from there!\rquote  Jiz exclaimed inside his head.\par
\tab\lquote relax,\rquote  replied the Voice, \lquote she hasn\rquote t peed recently.\rquote\par
\tab True.  But still\emdash ewewewe!\par
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\pard\tab But regardless of the \ldblquote ewewewe\rdblquote  factor, naked James Jiz \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on naked Julianne flicking his tongue all over.  He kind of liked it.  It was a new experience for him and natural instincts being what they were \ldblquote he liked it.\rdblquote\par
\tab Julianne wriggled as she was \ldblquote licked.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mario and Kayleen stared in utter wow; mouths agape, eyes just as wide.\par
\tab Soon, though, and Jiz was jamming his jiz bone into Julianne\rquote s smooth unfucked cunt.  He made slow but deliberate moves of penetration.  Julianne clenched as she was breeched.  Like Jiz, she had a vague idea of the concept of sex.  Doggie style was elusive to her but she DID know about Reverse Missionary!\par
\tab Jiz\rquote s jambone jammed its way forthward moving with some effort all the way in; there was a fair amount of blood coating his schlong as well as his balls.  The pumping action began and the fuck was on.  Julianne grunted, groaned, and then began to moan.  Her legs danced some sort of jig as she lay getting laid.  It was sort of a twitch than anything else but whatever.\par
\tab Mario and Kayleen couldn\rquote t keep their eyes off of the scene before them.  Jiz\rquote s ass, his balls, his cock disappearing\emdash and the reappearing in and out of Julianne\rquote s cunt.  It was an incredible sight cumulating to the apex whereas Jiz \ldblquote jazzed\rdblquote .  No one, not even the boys, knew what the milky cream was.  Jiz had, of course, jerked off but not \ldblquote off.\rdblquote\par
\tab The experience he experienced fucking Julianne was a mind blower.  The orgasm was like a drug\emdash he wanted it more and more and more and more.  And more.  The cumming off was, unfortunately, short lived and not as long lasting as a good mind altering drug.  But the afterwards, the feeling was still swarming in his mind\emdash like an illicit drug.\par
\tab For Julianne\emdash well, not so much.  Her pussy was sore-sore-sore.  The young girl didn\rquote t know quite what to think about \ldblquote getting laid.\rdblquote   Her first fuck was confusing.  She wasn\rquote t ready for sex and knew little about it all around.  \par
\tab Jiz sat down a little perplexed.  Cum still oozed out of his piss slit as well as out of Julianne\rquote s cunt.  A handy musty rag was used to clean off her soiled poon wetted down with some water from his canteen.  Another rag was used to clean himself and then\emdash\par
\tab Kayleen stood up.  On her pretty face she was exhibiting great confusion.\par
\tab Mario also stood.\par
\tab Outside and the breeze that had been there suddenly picked up making the caboose creak more than usual.  A splattering of rain also came and the storm that had abated was back.\par
\tab The children were unawares.\par
\tab Down came Mario\rquote s walking shorts; off came his shoes, underwear, shirt\'85\par
\tab Kayleen cocked her head as she watched her friend stripping down.\par
\tab\ldblquote WTF!?\rdblquote  was permanently etched on her face.\par
\tab Julianne set up and though she didn\rquote t exactly have the WTF face she was stunned and curious as to what the fuck was going on just the same.  Jiz was also confused but not as much.  His eyes were on Kayleen\rquote s ass.  Most of the girl\rquote s body was tan\emdash all except her ass area.  Julianne was much the same.\par
\tab Slowly-slowly-slowly and did Kayleen \ldblquote Kayzee\rdblquote  Zonkmibrest stripped off her own clothes\emdash just shorts and tee-shirt.  A pretty girl, quite most times, reserved, bouncy blond hair in a style that changed weekly.  She retained her baby cheeks and was getting \ldblquote lumpy\rdblquote .\par
\tab Like Julianne, Kayleen assessed the cock wavering before her.  Then she \ldblquote handled\rdblquote  it, stroked the average length penis, squeezed her fingers about it, clutched it at the base, then leaned in and kissed it (the head.)\par
\tab Mario was about to explode.\par
\tab So was Jiz.\par
\tab And by the look on Julianne\rquote s face\emdash she was too!\par
\tab Kayleen\rquote s goings of UP and DOWN on Mario\rquote s schlong wasn\rquote t too much to her liking.  She didn\rquote t like it one little bit.  She retched and pulled away no matter how much the \ldblquote Voice\rdblquote  in her head compelled her to continue.  Oh well.  Mario and Jiz fetched some canvas cushions, dusted them off, shook them, stirred up the dust, then laid them out on the floor.  Then Kayleen laid herself out on the not-so-comfy cushions, knees up and legs apart.  Julianne was embarrassed, Jiz and Mario were hard.\par
\tab Positioning himself between the girl\rquote s legs, Mario \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on her with not so strong encouragement from his mind\rquote s host.  The boy hadn\rquote t a clue as to what \ldblquote go down on her\rdblquote  meant or referred to, but a little coaxing and he was a pro.  Licking pussy was \ldblquote alright\rdblquote  to Mario and not as gross as one would think.  It mattered little that the girl \ldblquote peed\rdblquote  from there.  The boy happily giggled as he licked her pussy and then, still giggling, inserted his prong like Jiz had done to Julianne and fucked her.\par
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Moose sighting\par
\tab Got my Happy pills and Ticked Off pills mixed up this morning, now I\rquote m ticked off but I\rquote m happy about it!\par
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\tab After a brief interlude, the foursome sat in some bewilderment.  All four were \ldblquote sore\rdblquote  from their experience\emdash their first experience.  The boys\rquote  schlongs tingled; they had been a little disgusted at the \ldblquote blood\rdblquote  on their dorks and nuggets, but the handy rags left over from old train crews (and some water) cleaned and freshened them up.  The girls, too, were cleaned up and remained naked (for the boys\rquote  viewing.)\par
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\pard\tab Another round of fucking soon followed.  No sucking, no licking, just fucking.  But this time, it was Mario to Julianne and Jiz to Kayleen.  It was quite an event.  The girls were a little more into the deed but still concerned and unsure.  The boys\emdash none of that.  They were into the deed and were happy about it.  Mario eased his hardened prick into Julianne\rquote s snatch reeling almost instantly.  And he could wipe that ridiculous grin off his face for nothing!\par
\tab Jiz like Kayleen, but he liked Julianne just a little bit more.  And then there was Wanda, Erica, Lori, Michelle, and Yolanda.  There, too, were some girl cousins.  But Wanda, Erica, Lori, Michelle, and Yolanda held prominence in his mind.  Definitely did he want to see them naked\emdash and most definitely did he want to do to them what he was doing to Kayleen.  Most definitely.\par
\tab Achieving orgasm came quickly the second time around.  The girls were no less sore from their involvement but were sort of getting used to it.\par
\tab\lquote how about a little ass play.\rquote  suggested the Voice.\par
\tab No one knew what that meant.  So, more schooling.\par
\tab Ass Play 101  pre requisite for this course\emdash must love ass\par
\tab Mario qualified\emdash Julianne\rquote s ass was nice; round, perfectly shaped, and he once heard it fart!  Seeing her ass naked was fantastic!  Touching it, cupping the cheeks, smoothing his hand all over\emdash was a dream cum true.  And speaking of cumming\emdash\par
\tab After cupping, smoothing his hand, squeezing the cheeks, Mario was about to blow his third load of spunk.  His eye lids were fluttering and it was a struggle to think and/or breathe.  At first the two were standing and Mario\rquote s schlong was pressed up against the naked girl.  Julianne was getting a little more into the naughty business; she was giggling as much as he, blushing some, and a whole head shorter than him, too!  Which made it kind of difficult for the fine strapping naked boy to molest the girl\emdash but he managed.\par
\tab Anyways, after the cupping and smoothing and so on the girl turned about and \ldblquote bent over.\rdblquote   Mario went to his knees and while Jiz and Kayleen watched in awestruck awe, Mario put his tongue to Julianne\rquote s dirt chute.  Her asshole!  He did!\par
\tab With his eyes closed, Mario went sticking his tongue to Julianne\rquote s cornhole.  Then, he licked.  Just like licking the girls\rquote  pussies he licked Julianne\rquote s dirt hole.  It was clean.  The boy had no thoughts about the deed\emdash he just did it.  He also wanked his wanker whilst doing so which soon led to him standing and guiding his hard aching pud into the girl\rquote s virgin very virgin fresh licked asshole.\par
\tab Jiz and Kayleen were stupefied.\par
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\pard\tab Julianne seemed in anguish.  Her \ldblquote hole\rdblquote  was for pushing something out\emdash not taking something in.  She grunted and made a disparaging face.  Mario pulled out, slapped her ass with his soiled dick, then plunged back in with some effort.  Julianne\rquote s hands gripped tightly her knees.  Jiz gripped tightly his dick.  Kayleen gripped tightly her mind\'85\par
\tab He didn\rquote t cum\emdash but close counts.  His body trembled, toes curled, and there was the \ldblquote feeling\rdblquote  of a sensational orgasmic blast into Julianne\rquote s turd chute, but no cream\emdash no evidence of a blast.  Nevertheless, it was a good fuck\emdash a good first butt fuck.  Julianne did quite feel the same\emdash all over.  Now her asshole ached and was just as sore as her pussy!\par
\tab Ass Play 1A\par
\tab On her back and Kayleen lay with her legs pulled back.  Jiz admired her bald pussy that actually had a few tiny hairs coming in.  The Up Close and Too Personal viewing of her pussy was beyond belief.  And then there was her asshole right there, too!  Awesome!  He never imagined he would see a girl in such a way.\par
\tab Grinning bigger than Mario, Jiz put his mouth and yea his tongue to Kayleen\rquote s pooper.  He licked, lapped, and seemingly tried to force his dancing tongue into her crapper.  It was a no-go but nothing like trying.  After thoroughly licking the timid girl\rquote s cute chute the boy applied his prong.  Bits of sperm already coated the piss slit area making it a little easier to penetrate the virgin highway.\par
\tab Mario and Julianne were all attentive.\par
\tab Outside the caboose the rain had come again with angrier dark black clouds.\par
\tab No thunder, no lighting, but lots of rain.\par
\tab Jiz\rquote s jizbone slid into Kayleen\rquote s crapper; both grunted at the experience but deed was a done deal leaving Kayleen\rquote s chute steaming.  This after Jiz thoroughly sodomized the girl pumping vigorously after initially making full anal entry.  He was as gentle as he could be but after a few \ldblquote gentle\rdblquote  pumps IN and OUT the dog instinct to \ldblquote just fuck and get it over with\rdblquote  kicked and he did just that.\par
\tab Gobs of his cum oozed out of the girl\rquote s hole.  She was crying some and found the event of having her asshole ravaged not to her liking.  She liked less the next event.\par
\tab None of the four could explain it\emdash but Jiz was sure for some certainty that \ldblquote we weren\rquote t alone.\rdblquote   And long after with deep reflection he assumed that they had probably all been under the influence of an EMAD.  He was sure that it was possible he and Julianne would \ldblquote hook up.\rdblquote   But not at that time, or age.  Maybe later on, in junior high, high school for sure.  Julianne may had submitted to giving him head\emdash but not at that time.  Up the ass?  Definitely not.\par
\tab And Kayleen was pretty much the same.\par
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\pard\tab Mario?  Hmmm a quirky dude, he had sexual fantasies but they were not as important as discovering bugs, rocks, or lost coins.  The Whistle Stop children remained friends, but there were lingering concerns for their caboose experience.  They continued to explore the meadow and Big Blue, the Whistle Stop depot, but stayed clear of Little Red.\par
\tab After the butt doinking and Kayleen closing herself up like in a fetal position, Jiz watched as Julianne positioned herself on the writing desk nearby.  He wasn\rquote t sure but on reflection there seemed to be a \ldblquote shadowy\rdblquote  figure there.  With the storm re-raging outside and the dim light inside the young boy\rquote s mind just wasn\rquote t sure.  Anyway, Julianne began to grunt.  She gripped the dusty table and it looked like she was once more being sodomized!\par
\tab Then there were the telltale sounds of \ldblquote slapping\rdblquote .  No, not slapping\emdash spanking!  Julianne began to cry and her \ldblquote movements\rdblquote  certainly were constrained to the motions of someone getting boinked from behind.\par
\tab Next thing he knew and there was Kayleen on the table, legs up (but not pulled back) and SHE was seemingly getting fucked!  Neither Jiz or Mario could move\emdash they seemed frozen in place.  With fear or something else\emdash it couldn\rquote t be rightly determined.\par
\tab Kayleen grunted and wept as the \ldblquote shadowy\rdblquote  figure humped her\emdash pussy and asshole.  Several minutes were spent in each hole.  There was more spanking sounds, grunting, weeping, and then finally it seemed to be over.\par
\tab Seemed.\par
\tab The girls huddled together by the pot bellied stove; outside and the rain was in torrents with wind whipping the landscape.  Thunder rolled in the distance with some flashes of lightning.  Pressed onto the off-white dingy musty table and Mario the Oreo cookie eater grunted.  But before he was \ldblquote grunting\rdblquote  there was Jiz on his knees at his friend\rquote s very tan ass.\par
\tab\lquote kiss it.\rquote  the Voice said in his mind.\par
\tab Jiz couldn\rquote t breathe.  The concept of \ldblquote kiss\rdblquote  swam in a current of torrential upheaval.  \ldblquote Kiss it?\rdblquote  he queried to the unknown occupant in his head.\par
\tab\lquote like with Kayleen, LICK his hole.\rquote\par
\tab Jiz would have preferred to simply have \ldblquote kissed\rdblquote  the hole.\par
\tab Licking was a whole new perspective\emdash and gross.\par
\tab But a power unknown to him compelled him and he \ldblquote licked\rdblquote  his friend\rquote s poop chute.  He licked with reverence and disdain.  No thoughts of his were his own.  \lquote you like licking his hole.\rquote   \lquote you like sucking his dick.\rquote   \lquote you like standing naked with him.\rquote\par
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\pard\tab Jiz didn\rquote t consider himself \ldblquote gay\rdblquote  but from time to time he and Mario would \ldblquote get naked\rdblquote  and engage immorally.  They would take a shower together, pee on each other, suck dick and do rim jobs before entering into sodomy.  Most times they engaged in sexual antics while exploring the outdoors\emdash far-far away from possible prying eyes.  And usually without the girls tagging along.\par
\tab And speaking of the girls\emdash no, nothing with them after the \ldblquote caboose\rdblquote  incident.  What happened in the caboose \ldblquote remained\rdblquote  in the caboose.  The only one who was \ldblquote in the know\rdblquote  was Jiz.\par
\tab After much ado about licking his friend\rquote s funky hole (the boy had recently ripped a couple of Silent But Deadlys so the area therein was \ldblquote funky\rdblquote ) Jiz stood and buggered his friend.  A slow steady progress making dutiful entry and the dirty deep was done\emdash deep!  A two minute butt fuck and Jiz masterfully mastered the art that was sodomy.  He streamed an ungodly amount of sperm causing him to reel all over.  His toes clenched as his bone inside his friend\rquote s ass stretched to the max.  Though the orgasm was momentary the after effects were long lasting.\par
\tab After a few minutes \ldblquote rest\rdblquote  it was Jiz\rquote s turn\emdash or Mario\rquote s turn depending on how you look at it.  Mario\rquote s hole was steaming and he was in great disbelief that he had been so boned.  But he accepted it (and future bonings) and after Jiz laid himself out on the table he applied his own tongue to Jiz\rquote s hole.  And since Jiz was laying on his back, holding his legs back, Mario partook of sucking on his friend\rquote s musty ball sac!\par
\tab Then, it was \ldblquote up the ass.\rdblquote\par
\tab Jiz groaned, his back arched, and he made a lot of screwed up faces.\par
\tab Mario buried his bone grinning and giggling all the way.\par
\tab As stated, the boys went on to have sexual encounters with each other; the girls went on to have sexual encounters\emdash with older boys.  Much older boys\emdash high school boys and for Julianne during a Halloween party whereas everyone was in costume, she got boned by The Headless Pumpkin (Horseman but there was a flaming pumpkin in place of a \ldblquote head.\rdblquote )\par
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Moose sighting; the next day\par
\tab I was at Camden Stables Market (on Chalk Farm Road, Camden Town) when I chanced to meet an old friend who said \ldblquote What are you doing here!?\rdblquote  to wit I replied, \ldblquote Oh, you know, hunting elephants.\rdblquote   He gave me the longest stare.\par
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\tab Spying 101-1A  pre-requisite:  being nosey\par
\tab Prior to the storm and \ldblquote Moose\rdblquote  Turdpie had slinked his way to a backwoods campground.  The individual camps were far apart from one another and shielded by huge boulders, trees, and bushes.  There were no \ldblquote facilities\rdblquote  but there was a nearby creek supplying water to the faucets.  \par
\tab Moose knew though the weather was warm and still, lifeless and sullen, it was soon to get stirred up and being out in the open was probably not a good idea.\par
\tab Whilst snooping in the rough he came upon Campground 5.  Here and a man with his young daughter were experiencing the great outdoors\emdash such as they were.  It was hot out; hot and sticky.  There was no tent but an ice chest on the picnic table.  No fishing poles, either, but the daddy figure was \ldblquote fishing\rdblquote  just the same.\par
\tab The girl was a cutey and about ten years young or so.  Long straight blond hair, a bit of body form\emdash mostly her ass (of which Mario and Jiz would be proud to gaze upon), and then that face.  Karen, the subject here, had an Angel\rquote s face.  It was adorable, bright, kissed lightly by the sun, and was just perfect for resting one\rquote s cock on.  Oh!\par
\tab The girl\rquote s father, Patrick, stood just under six foot tall, slim build, and a non-angelic face.  Patrick\rquote s face was more stern and not all that friendly appearing.  Graying at the temples he was hovering in his early 40s and seemed to be in some sort of \ldblquote construction\rdblquote  career as so noted on the placard on his truck parked nearby.\par
\tab The two embraced and were \ldblquote dancing\rdblquote  to the music in their minds.\par
\tab It was a peaceful setting and a wondrous scene of a father and daughter spending some quality time together.  Moose was about to move on not spoiling the precious moment and wanting to avoid the oncoming storm when suddenly Karen worked out of her father\rquote s tight off-blue blue jeans his cock!  She did!  Moose held fast in the tall grass surrounding Campground 5 watching as the pretty ten year old masterfully mastered the male member in her hand.\par
\tab Still, while masterfully masturbating her father, the two clung to one another and \ldblquote danced.\rdblquote   How odd!  Karen continued to manipulate her father\rquote s schlong, she was all giggles, blushing all the while.  Patrick was enthused but cautious; he looked around nervously then made way to the pick-up truck\emdash with Karen continuing to fondle the cock in her hand all the way.\par
\tab Once inside the truck the engine was fired up and the air conditioner turned on HIGH.  Then the \ldblquote playing\rdblquote  resumed.  Using stealth and extreme sneakiness, Moose got to see the play.  Firstly, little Karen went down on her daddy\rquote s cock.  Unlike Julianne and Kayleen, Karen made no faces as she slobbered on the daddy dong.  She slurped and bobbed pretty blond head up and down servicing her daddy and sending him into extreme gratification.\par
\tab More gratification came as Patrick laid down in the full length bench seat working his daughter onto him.  A little fumbling and the man worked his tight jeans and underwear down to his knees and then after honking the horn on the steering wheel to his ankles.  Karen giggled the entire time.  She even giggled when her dear daddy undone her short knee length britches and pulled them off.  There were pinkish panties to greet him and there he did place his nose wiggling it into her crotch\emdash specifically her pussy.\par
\tab Clutching her ass he held her firmly as he noshed; then he engulfed the whole of her pussy area essentially eating her out thru her panties.  Meanwhile, the girl continued to masturbate her daddy\rquote s dick getting it to cum.  The sperm blast splashed onto her face but did nothing to settle or quash her daddy\rquote s sexual lust.  Tugging at the crotch of her undies he pulled them down some.  His big beefy hands tightly held the girl\rquote s young fanny.  His cock pulsed and exploded more spunk.  Karen rubbed the average sized schlong on her face seemingly neverminding the spunk flavor.\par
\tab With the panties off, Daddy Pat whole heartedly licked pussy.  Squeezing the cheeks of his precious child he pried them open and also greedily licked Karen\rquote s cornhole.  Unlike the Whistle Stop children, he liked it and Karen didn\rquote t mind.\par
\tab Soon and the girl was switched around; her panties were used to wipe the drying spunk off her face.  Then the two kissed.  Deeply and passionately.  Patrick caressed his now naked daughter and moved her into prime position whereas his throbbing hard ready-to-fire cock was grinding nicely against her \ldblquote wet\rdblquote  cunt.  Karen raised herself up \ldblquote just so\rdblquote , reached down between their bodies and guided that ready-to-fire cock into her sex\emdash where it was no stranger and had been there a couple times before.\par
\tab And so it was once again, too!\par
\tab Patrick\rquote s eyes rolled as his daughter settled down onto his staff.  He ahhed as he sunk himself into her sex.  Karen blushed and her angelic face was all aglow.  Her young nipples were stiff and the pumping action began.  Both father and daughter pumped; this, of course, caused Patrick\rquote s cock to slip out.  No matter, he spanked it against Karen\rquote s ass, poked her hole, then returned to her sex for a finishing proper fuck.  Illicit though it was.\par
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I cum, therefore, I am\par
\tab Campground 8 was way-way back from the others but closer to the creek.\par
\tab Rain was eminent and some concern there was from the inhabitants therein.\par
\tab Laid out on a picnic with her panties dangling off an ankle was a dark haired girl with her yellow top pushed up to expose her barely eleven year old titties.  Her jeans lay off on the tables bench seat.  An old camping truck was parked off to one side with some fishing poles leaned against.  The door was open and someone was within.\par
\tab Back to the table.\par
\tab An old man in his late 60s was between the open naked legs of the girl ON the table.  He wore an old fisherman\rquote s hat cock to one side; he wore a light blue shirt and supported a few \ldblquote naval\rdblquote  tattoos on his arms.  His pants and undies were at his ankles and his aged cock was buried to the hilt into his granddaughter\rquote s sex.\par
\tab The young girl, Trela, lay clutching the sides of the table whilst her grandfather, Noel, pumped her sex.  She seemed disenfranchised about the ordeal and looked one way and then other.  At one point she locked eyes with the spying spy in the brush but it was unclear if she actually saw him (Moose) or not.\par
\tab After Noel got his nut he pulled out and more nut juice spewed from his cock.  Long ropey strands of spunk there was from Trela\rquote s cunt to the old man\rquote s dick.  He flopped his dick against the girl\rquote s cunt, glided the head up and down the entrance, then spanked the cum soaked pussy before turning the girl over.\par
\tab The first sounds of frightening thunder came; the air began muggy and very unpleasant.  Noel paid it no mind and on his knees he put his face to the girl\rquote s bare bum; parting the cheeks he licked her hole and stuffed it with his finger.  Then stuffed it with his cock.\par
\tab Trela grunted and had a face of displeasure.\par
\tab At the open door of the camper stood a naked black boy also about eleven years young.  Cum was dripping from his penis and he was grinning like no one else could grin as he watched Noel fuck Trela.  Suddenly appearing at the boy\rquote s side was a pretty naked five year old girl.  Oh!\par
\tab Noel put it to his granddaughter; spanked her hips/ass and drove every inch of his six incher into her backdoor.  He gave his all for three minutes before unleashing a hellacious torrent of spew.  When he pulled out he spewed even more thoroughly coating the girl\rquote s hinny.\par
\tab Winded, the old man stepped back and nearly stumbled.  Pulling up his pants before he did stumble he retrieved a handkerchief and mopped his brow.  Then just holding his pants up and retreated into the camper.  Trela stood up from the table pulling her panties up.  She then collected her pants and watched with a stoic face as her friend, Eric, exited the camper and fetched a soda from the ice chest by the table.  Little naked Leah almost fell out of the camper but managed to catch herself.  Eric handed her a soda and offered one to Trela, too.\par
\tab Nothing was said.  What the old man was doing inside the camper was anyone\rquote s guess.  The first crack of thunder jolted the kids sending Leah back into the camper.  The second thunder crack followed by a brilliant explosion of lightning sent the other two.  The door was shut and that was that.\par
\tab The pending oncoming onslaught of a storm sent the wandering Moose to a nearby train known to the old locals as Little Red.  As the rains came he was joined by Jiz, Mario, Kayleen and Julianne.\par
\tab Like other MCs (main characters) Moose Turdpie was equipped with an EMAD.  It was loaded with features\emdash most of which were unknown to the User as well as yet to be discovered.  What had been discovered was well worth the investment\emdash murder!\par
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\pard\tab There were plenty of places to utilize the nifty gadget; the mall, park, plaza, sporting arena, school, church.  Any place were large crowds gathered\emdash although there was security seen and \ldblquote unseen\rdblquote  with a high tech mind altering gizmo those issues were irrelevant.  Caution was still necessary, sure; but there was some security in the Device and that made it all the better.\par
\tab Thing with crowds, though, too many minds.  Too many people and their minds got in the way of the Target.  Moose\rquote s gizmo, like many others like it, operated on fine minute shielded frequencies.  Usually on the onset only ONE mind was subjected to the machine wiles.  Thereafter other minds could be brought in.\par
\tab Crowds, though, annoyed Moose.  They made him nervous and he preferred not to be among the masses.  Small crowds were better, less then fifty or so optimal with less than twenty preferred.  Schools, theatres, amphitheaters, all had possible Subjects.  Moose, however, found \ldblquote churches\rdblquote  had the better clientele.  The Targets therein were \ldblquote prettier.\rdblquote   Maybe not all that innocent per se, but very pretty and that was what mattered to Moose Turdpie.\par
\tab   Finding a church that fulfilled his qualifications, Moose settled in.  The first few visits were to \ldblquote get acquainted\rdblquote  with the folk attending (as well as pick out his Subjects.)  And there were quite a few \ldblquote subjects\rdblquote .  Teen girls, young girls, young-young girls, and even some young adults.\par
\tab After a \ldblquote few\rdblquote  visits he got acquainted with a one Shane Dickworth.  Shane was tall, well groomed, soft spoken, and pussy whipped.  He was a nice guy, had a few children, a strong Christian, worked for his wife\rquote s father at an agricultural warehouse.  Moose found some sort of kismet with Shane and felt safe enough for one service visit to increase their friendship.\par
\tab Prior visits and Moose had only greeted the man and got to know him superficially.  No \ldblquote prying\rdblquote  into his mind or any of that.  Moose was taking his time\emdash it was an overload waiting to happen.  Soooo many choices!  The teen girls were really something and he ached terribly for each one.\par
\tab With Shane, in the enclosed glass walled foyer where there were a meet/greet desk and counter with propaganda\emdash er, literature, Moose lingered waiting for Shane to appear.  The Church by the Woods was one where there were multiple services to serve multiple peoples.  An early morning service, then a break, Sunday school for children, teens, and adults alike, then the just-before-noon service.  A musical interlude was just before each service.\par
\tab Shane appeared wearing a casual non-business suit.  He gave Moose a smile and came to greet him.  Moose held in his arms a precious little five year old who was wiggly.  It was that wiggling that gave Shane insight that the little blond hair girl was dazzling blue eyes had no panties on!\par
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\pard\tab Lindsy had very-very blond hair; it was straight, covered her ears, and hung just above her shoulders.  She was a true cutie.  She wore good Church clothes with a short-short skirt.  Shane\rquote s eyes were startled when he got a glimpse of the girl\rquote s lack of undies.\par
\tab\lquote did you like what you saw?\rquote\par
\tab Shane was stunned somewhat.  He had a mess of girls of his own, no boys.  The oldest was thirteen years young, the youngest was Lindsy\rquote s age\emdash five years.  After regaining some composure, licking of lips, and thinking thoughtfully,\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh.\rdblquote  he wasn\rquote t sure.\par
\tab Naturally, having girls he had seen them naked, in their undies, naked.  He had given them baths, wiped them, cleaned them, dressed them.\par
\tab Moose, standing way off from the main traffic flow, shuffled squirmy Lindsy once more giving Shane a free shot.  Peoples were not paying attention and filing into the main area of the church but they were still a concern for Moose.\par
\tab Shane\rquote s cold steely eyes did more than a mere glance at Lindsy\rquote s goodie box\emdash he stared!\par
\tab\lquote you like?\rquote\par
\tab The definitive answer here\emdash YES!  And a resounding YES!  Seldom did he get to \ldblquote stare\rdblquote  at a girl\rquote s goodie\emdash his girls\rquote  goodie.  And yes, he wanted to.  But staring was frowned upon by modern day society\emdash especially for a Christian.\par
\tab Moving to a corner by a tall potted fern and turning just so\emdash so as no one else could have glance at Lindsy\rquote s goodie, Moose angled the wiggling Lindsy whereas Shane sure enough got a good damn good looksee.\par
\tab The man was in serious ache mode.  A want that anchored him all over.\par
\tab Moose held little Lindsy\rquote s legs open wide for Shane to have all the looksee he could stand.\par
\tab\lquote would you like to touch?\rquote   that answer was obvious.\par
\tab\lquote would you like to put your dick against her?\rquote\par
\tab There\rquote s blank stares and then there\rquote s \ldblquote OMF what did you say?\rdblquote  blank stares.\par
\tab Shane exhibited such stare.  It was a mix of confusion and \ldblquote Oh, yeah?\rdblquote  paving the way to \ldblquote Alright, yes, I would.\rdblquote   The man began to sweat although the glass structure was shaded and air conditioned.  All activity was to the off-set main doors and just a trickling of peoples.  Music from within the worship center could be heard firing up.  Twenty minutes later and the Announcements would be read taking another twenty minutes and then the sermon would be presented.\par
\tab Two other girls were with Moose, twelve year old Brianna and eleven year old Christine.  Brianna wore a long denim dress; long brown hair, beautiful blue eyes, a sweet-sweet smile, and smelled wondrously of oranges.  Christina had a pretty powder blue dress on just to her knees and smelled of roses.\par
\tab Moose slyly raised up Christine\rquote s dress revealing no undies there, either.\par
\tab Shane was about to collapse.\par
\tab\ldblquote Maybe we could continue this\emdash in your office?\rdblquote\par
\tab Shane had an office at the church, he was an official doing private work for the church, a paid position.  Shane nodded and almost blindedly made his way out of the enclosed foyer and to his office off to one side.\par
\tab Moose and his girls followed.\par
\tab The office was facing the \ldblquote B\rdblquote  parking lot, the church was sandwiched between the parking spots along two sides of the building, then an \ldblquote A\rdblquote  lot and two other lots for lots of parking for the usual crowd of 500 peoples per service.  There were trees, a bit o\rquote  lawn, and privacy.  The offices on the one side were for that, offices for the business of conduction church (official) business.  There were other offices for conducting counseling sessions for young marrieds and intent to be married, disciplinary actions, private school issues, and so on.\par
\tab In Shane\rquote s office (and the door shut and locked) Moose quickly removed Lindsy\rquote s shortie kiddie dress and there she was\emdash naked.  The girl was placed on a waist high counter and laid back, legs back, goodie box fully exposed for Shane\rquote s perusal.\par
\tab The man was all eyes.  Mouth open, eyes wide, cock hard.\par
\tab Moose then increased Shane\rquote s hardness by once more raising Christine\rquote s dress.  No panties no were.  Shane was melting.  The dress was lifted completely removed and she was naked.  A nice-nice body there was to greet Shane; he gouged the heel of his hand to his manhood that was in dire agony.\par
\tab Nodding to Brianna, Moose smiled and locked eyes with the young pre-teen girl.  She slowly pulled up her denim dress and was also equally naked.  Shane let out a moan.\par
\tab Another head nod and Brianna was on her knees before the befuddled Christian.\par
\tab\lquote take your dick out.\rquote\par
\tab Shane blinked his eyes and stared in a deep thought before unleashing his mighty pud.  It was of normal size but thick and extremely hard.  Brianna took her fingers to the man\rquote s hardness and began masturbating it.  Such sacrilege!  Shane watched her in utter awe.  Then she kissed the head of his manhood followed by engulfing the head, rolling her tongue about the super sensitive man part came nextly bringing the man to nearly cumming off right then and there.\par
\tab Meanwhile, Moose and dropped his clothes and pretty blond haired Christine was servicing him all the while he fingered Lindsy\rquote s bald pussy.  Shane didn\rquote t know how much more he could take\emdash it was too much.  Brianna, though, soothed him and took his cock mostly into her mouth sucking him dry.  His balls surged and though a time or two he thought of pulling out and stopping the sacrilegious experience\emdash but then the surge came and there was no stopping that.\par
\tab Although his wife would surely be looking for him Shane fucked Brianna\rquote s mouth creaming therein washing away whatever pissed offedness his wife would give him later.  Brianna gagged and choked some but otherwise accepted the man goo with a smile.  Shane fucked her face\emdash partly on his own as he always wanted to do a girl that way, partly with Brianna\rquote s help, and\emdash of course\emdash partly influenced by Moose and his marvelous wondrous mind altering machine!\par
\tab And though lo (and yea) Brianna was doing a fine job of sucking and very muchly pleasing his cock\emdash Shane\rquote s eyes came to rest on Lindsy\rquote s young pussy Moose was ardently fingering.  This caused Shane\rquote s cock to explode.  There was so much cum that it trickled out the corners of Brianna\rquote s mouth.  She giggled, blushed, and retched a little but seemed to enjoy the cock blast.  Shane humped her sweet face; she was a cowgirl of sorts, enjoyed horses (not so much the cows) and wore adornments depicting cowgirls, horses, horseshoes, and the like.\par
\tab Shane\rquote s attention was all on Lindsy; his cock thoroughly fucked Brianna\rquote s sweet-sweet face.  The girl was in command, clutching his ball sac with one and manipulating his prick with the other rubbing the foul dong all over her face.\par
\tab A slight head-nod from Moose and Shane ambled over eyes never leaving Lindsy\rquote s poon.  Being that the tyke was just about waist high made it easy for tall Shane to lay his cock against her innocence and \ldblquote have a go.\rdblquote   The man\rquote s saucy dong glided all over jutting bits of cum as it did so.  The man was a serious perv.  Brianna and Christine were available to molest at leisure but he chose to be devilish with the youngest girl in the room.\par
\tab And after much gliding about he poked.\par
\tab\lquote if you could,\rquote  whispered Moose into the man\rquote s mind, \lquote would you FUCK this little girl?\rquote\par
\tab There was a brief pause; then,\par
\tab A head nod indicating YES.\par
\tab There was the \ldblquote go ahead\rdblquote  but Shane didn\rquote t fully proceed.  He DID move to penetrate but didn\rquote t fully insert\emdash the head of his cummy prick actively made the go ahead but not shaft penetration.  Shane masturbated and Moose went into Brianna from behind.\par
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 Morality?  Never heard of it\par
\tab Thirteen year old Rachel was a pretty girl, like her father\emdash Shane, she was going to be tall.  Going to be?  She was already several inches taller than most girls in her age group.  Very slender, preferred soccer to basketball, preferred jazz over rock, pop, and country, and was just a little naughty with her daddy.\par
\tab The other girls were \ldblquote normal\rdblquote  in the respect that they were NOT naughty with their daddy.  (but he was with them on the sly.)  His unnatural desires kept him on edge\emdash fear of getting caught or going too far.\par
\tab With Moose Turdpie entwined in his life, though, Shane was more free to roam about the dysfuntionality of family destruction.  With daughter Rachel there was little in the way of \ldblquote naughtiness.\rdblquote   She was playing with his dick, masturbating him.  They took showers together, they smoked a joint together, he fingered her pussy and played with her titties.  And as a finale, she would occasionally KISS the head of his dick.  Nothing else followed.  No anal, no oral, and certainly no vaginal.  And Shane didn\rquote t try; he read his daughter and was frightened enough with what he was able to get away with.  She was willing and she knew the score about keeping what they did to herself.  In doing so she was guaranteed a generous allowance and other perks.\par
\tab Blackmail!  Such an ugly word\emdash Rachel preferred the term \ldblquote opportunist.\rdblquote\par
\tab But Shane longed to plug his way up his daughter\rquote s cornhole.\par
\tab He wanted to spank her.\par
\tab He wanted to cum in her mouth, against her face, between her lovely-simply-fucking lovely titties, and \ldblquote shower\rdblquote  her with his piss!  His piss!  But most of all, of course, he wanted to sink his daddy dick DEEP into her daughterly pussy and \ldblquote fuck her brains out.\rdblquote\par
\tab With Moose Turdpie\emdash all things were possible.\par
\tab Then there was ten year old Morgan, seven year old Leela, and\emdash AND the five year old, Monica!  Pretty much the same with them as with Rachel; spanking, peeing, humping here, cumming there.  The man had no morals.  The man wouldn\rquote t KILL anyone, steal, assault, or lie.  But he would bang his way with his family.\par
\tab And covet his neighbor\rquote s wife\emdash Justine.  He really-really-really wanted to fuck that woman into next year.\par
\tab First!\par
\tab Rachael.\par
\tab Rachael Annette loved the outdoors; she loved playing sports, swimming, climbing trees, building treehouses, and socializing with her peeps.  Shane wanted to fuck the brains out of those \ldblquote peeps\rdblquote , too.  All of his daughter\rquote s girlfriends were fuckable; even the one who wore glasses, the one with braces, the one with no titties, and the one who was \ldblquote a little fat.\rdblquote\par
\tab But first!\par
\tab Although Shane\rquote s job at his father in-law\rquote s warehouse paid well, his wife, Kim, also worked and was seldom home during the day.  This paved the way for Shane to be home with his girls\emdash having a high position at the workplace allowed Shane \ldblquote perks\rdblquote\emdash like taking off work early on some ruse that it was \ldblquote work\rdblquote  related.\par
\tab Many times\emdash many-many times and the younger girls were at some friend of theirs for the day allowing Shane other perks to enjoy.  Like his daughter, Rachael for example.\par
\tab Long straight blond hair, strawberry blond.  Long straight arms and legs, a firm fanny, firm body all over with delectable titties.  The girl had a wondrous smile, a cute giggle, and an \ldblquote interesting\rdblquote  voice.  Most girls were high pitched tone, especially young teens.  Not Rachael.  She was more lower in pitch with an odd accent thrown in.  Neither Shane or his wife had an \ldblquote accent\rdblquote  or hailed from anywhere where there was a distinctive \ldblquote accent\rdblquote .  Oh well.  She was pretty (and willingly naughty) so that was all that mattered.\par
\tab Smoked pot with her dad?  Playing around nakedly with her dear daddy was one thing, but smoking pot?  What a Christian, eh?\par
\tab On Moose\rquote s visit to Shane\rquote s two-story home w/pool, not two but THREE car garage, game room w/pool table in the basement, gourmet barbeque on the patio, no one home but Shane and Rachael.  Shane was anxious.  And stoned.  He and his first born had been smoking a blunt in the game room but were still clothed.  Earlier that, day, though, the happy-go-lucky girl who could sing well alone and without music (despite her low voice) happily jerked off her daddy and let him finger her pussy.\par
\tab Rachael greeted Moose with a hug; she was charming, very pretty clad in typical teen wear of a tee-shirt, short jeans, and sandals.  Her hair smelled of oranges, her face beamed with a \ldblquote sunny\rdblquote  radiance, and her incredible blue eyes told the tale of smoking a joint.\par
\tab Once more into the basement; after a quick tour of the bottom floor of the house, a glance outside to the pool and barbeque area.  At any time and a family member was apt to wander home and possibly spoil something in progress.  There was security, however\emdash when any entry door of the house was opened a \ldblquote chime\rdblquote  would sound alerting inhabitants.\par
\tab\lquote take your clothes off.\rquote  Moose minded (electronically) to Rachael.\par
\tab The girl complied and Shane sighed.  He loved thoroughly watching his children undress.  It was a cheap thrill but he enjoyed it and he never tired of it.\par
\tab Once naked and the two men stripped off their clothing\emdash each had a prominent boner for Rachael to enjoy.  Her first joy was handling the puds wavering in her face.  The second was more for the men than the girl\emdash sucking.  Kissing and rolling her tongue about the super sensitive head.  Then down.  Down-down-down and then back up.  She was not an avid cocksucker and in facts had never slurped a schlong.  The girl was naughty ONLY with her daddy!\par
\tab After sucking her daddy and Moose the girl laid out on the fold down sofa, legs wide open for the men to ogle her.  And ogle her they did\emdash before laying beside her.  Shane fingered her pussy while Moose enjoyed her delicious teenage titties.  Moose recalled fondly how the man lusted heavily that day in his office having sex with the five year old Lindsy.\par
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\pard\tab After fingering Rachael\rquote s pussy bringing the girl to the height of sexual want\emdash meaning she wanted fucked and fucked hard, Shane did just that.  His cock was raging hard and barring some ax wielding hockey mask wearing blood stained seven foot monster barging in on them\emdash it was a done deal.  There was no stopping the progress of incest\emdash save for if the wife should suddenly appear.\par
\tab She didn\rquote t so incest it was!\par
\tab Moose enjoyed the show; after Shane had his daughter\rquote s pussy thoroughly soaked with her own poon juice and then mounted her easing his adequate hard cock into her, Moose moved back to the floor directly behind the two incestuous lovers to watch the progress.  Shane made ease into his daughter\rquote s cunt.  She was a virgin as evidence on his cock and balls.  Moose wasn\rquote t \ldblquote gay\rdblquote  per se, he just liked to see sex in action and a nice hard throbbing man cock was just the thing.  He powerfully stroked his own as he watched the man he had known just a month or so fuck.\par
\tab Slow but powerful thrusts were made; Rachael bucked up but mostly laid firm accepting the sexual relationship.  Moose was overjoyed watching the fucking; he smiled the entire time and squeezed his cock harder and harder.  The smell of \ldblquote sex\rdblquote  permeated the sullen air; mixing with the stench of marijuana from earlier.\par
\tab Finally the finale.  Three minutes and some seconds later and Shane unleashed a flood of his love cementing his illicit relationship with his daughter.  The thrusting continued; the grunting and groaning also.  Rivers of cum flowed from the girl\rquote s cunny.  Shane heaved and all his energy was fully expelled.  He did manage to roll off his heaving daughter opening the way for Moose.\par
\tab Sloppy seconds anyone?\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t \ldblquote sloppy\rdblquote ; she was just broken-in.  A little clean up and Moose did so take the girl fucking her on her back firstly but mid way thru the event rolled to have the girl \ldblquote on top\rdblquote .  Gripping her ass he powerfully engaged sexually with the girl schooling her on how to fuck Reverse Missionary style; to lay down fully prone, to sit up, and to do the Around-the-World.\par
\tab A quick shower in the basement/game room full bathroom and Moose further schooled Rachael in the dastardly art that was sodomy.  Butt banging 101\emdash this after her daddy licked her asshole.  He had never tongue and bung before; or sucked cock, played with another man\rquote s balls, or had any kind of sexual relationship with a man.\par
\tab A boy, yes, a man, no.\par
\tab As a young man, pre-teen, Shane and his best friend Milton, sucked one another\emdash in the backyard using a refrigerator cardboard box the two pulled their pants and underwear down and then while one stuck his head out the \ldblquote porthole\rdblquote  topside the other would suck his dick!  The boys were ten at the time.\par
\tab Sodomizing his teenage daughter just sealed the fate\emdash er, deal for Shane.  A little anal lube and the butt plunging was a done thing.  His cock was so hard it could launch a ship!  Cumming off in his daughter\rquote s pussy was one thing, but her butt hole?  Priceless.  Of course, creaming in her mouth and ON it were pretty spectacular episodes, too.\par
\tab Of course, the one BEING butt plunged didn\rquote t overly derive as much pleasure as the one doing the plunging.  But Rachael submitted to the ass play\emdash all the while she gobbled down on Moose\rquote s cock.  Shane fully concentrated on his butt fucking, pulling out to smack/spank his daughter\rquote s lovely simply lovely to fuck ass then delve back in for a horrendous finish.\par
\tab No spanking or peeing, but that would cum later.\par
\tab Shane was exhausted.  Moose dinked with Rachael\rquote s mind enabling her to accept her new way of life with her daddy.  Giving him a headjob most every day was one way; spreading her legs (and ass) was another.  A \ldblquote now and then\rdblquote  spank fest, a showering and pee fest was thrown in for good measure of immorality.\par
\tab Well, that was one daughter down\emdash three more to go!\par
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Conversions with a cow\par
\tab While driving along a country road two city ladies came across some cows grazing in a pasture.\par
\tab\ldblquote What a cute bunch of cows!\rdblquote  remarked one of the ladies.\line\tab\ldblquote Not a bunch, herd.\rdblquote  her friend replied.\line\tab\ldblquote Heard of what?\rdblquote\line\tab\ldblquote Herd of cows.\rdblquote\line\tab\ldblquote Of course I\rquote ve heard of cows.\rdblquote\line\tab\ldblquote No, a cow herd.\rdblquote\line\tab\ldblquote What do I\~care what a cow heard.  I\~have no secrets to keep from a cow!\rdblquote\par
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Explained Capitalism:  You have two cows.  You sell three of them to your publicly-listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank, then execute a debt/equity swap with associated general offer so that you get all four cows back, with a tax deduction for keeping five cows.  The milk rights of six cows are transferred via a Panamanian intermediary to a Cayman Islands company secretly owned by the majority shareholder, who sells the right to all seven cows' milk back to the listed company. The annual report says that the company owns eight cows, with an option on one more.  Meanwhile, you kill two cows to keep the flies down.\par
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\tab\ldblquote Who closes the door after the bus driver gets off?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Just askin\rquote .\rdblquote   Moo\par
\tab While contemplating the mysteries that were life, Moose motored thru the countryside pausing midway along to hang loose the lily and drain the lizard.  Whilst doing so he noted the bobbing black and white head of a spotted cow grazing in the meadow nearby.\par
\tab\ldblquote Moo, cow, moo.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Mooooo.\rdblquote  replied the cow.\par
\tab\ldblquote HERD any good jokes lately?\rdblquote  Moose chuckled.\par
\tab The bovine chewed thoughtfully, then shook her big cow head,\par
\tab\ldblquote Moooo.\rdblquote  she replied.\par
\tab\ldblquote I think I ate you sister.\rdblquote\par
\tab The Jersey stopped chewing, bowed her head and bumped the fence.\par
\tab Moose chortled and backed wisely up.\par
\tab Almost tripping and falling into the ditch\emdash which would have possibly gotten a chortle from the cow, Moose noted a modern day sedan roll pass that obviously had some motor problems.  The day was wearing on and Moose had no ardent plans.  After pissing into the ditch that had cow piss in it already he leaned against his own ride, a 1959 Cadillac, red convertible.  Big, long, politically incorrect, loved to slurp gasoline.  Moose didn\rquote t care, it was a great car, a fantastic car full of American ingenuity if not integrity.\par
\tab He mused a moment, contemplated his options; continue conversing with the Jersey cow, or motor down the back country two lane road and see what-what.  Decisions-decisions.  There was something about that car, though; more than the motor making odd sounds.\par
\tab In the air, mixed with the scent of cow shit, there was honeysuckle, wild roses, stink weed, and lavender.   The car in question was just about out of sight; then he saw the brake lights come on.  hmmm   As far as he knew there were no stop signs on the country lane; no turn-offs, no homes.  So, the occupants were stopping to take a piss, fuck, take in the country scene around them, or they had car trouble.\par
\tab Moose assumed the latter.\par
\tab\ldblquote See ya \lquote round, cow.\rdblquote  Moose said with a wave and a One-Finger-Salute.\par
\tab\ldblquote Moooo!\rdblquote  mooed the cow, \lquote go fuck yourself!\rquote\par
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\pard Highway escapades\par
\tab It was one of those imported cars from a foreign non-English speaking land; parked just off the road on the gravely part (precariously parked next to the ditch); hood up, flashers on and the mixed in with the stink weed, wild weed, roses, honeysuckle, and lavender\emdash the heavy stench of burnt oil.\par
\tab Three teens stood looking at the disabled engine.  Day was fading, the air was still quite warm; wild oranges scented the air along with cow droppings but did little to quell the stink of burnt oil.\par
\tab The teens, two girls and a boy, were a little nervous as Moose sauntered up to them\emdash they were on alert and fumbling trying to get a signal on their cell phones.\par
\tab\ldblquote No cell towers out here.\rdblquote   Moose said.  None of the teens\rquote  cell phones had contact with roving in-orbit satellites so they had to rely on old fashion cell phone towers.  Which in the back country there were none.\par
\tab\ldblquote What seems to be the problem?\rdblquote  Moose asked, other than no cell service.\par
\tab\ldblquote It started rattling,\rdblquote  said the oldest teen, Morgan, \ldblquote and then it started to make bad noises and smell.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Head gasket.\rdblquote  Moose surmised.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is that bad?\rdblquote  asked the same girl.\par
\tab Moose nodded.  He had a friendly enough face, a quirky smile, and nice kind eyes\emdash the ones that said \ldblquote Hey, trust me, I\rquote m not a psychopathic killer or a zombie out to eat your brains.\rdblquote   \lquote I\rquote m something far worse\'85\rquote\par
\tab Taking a gander at the disabled engine, moving hoses around and acting like he knew what he was doing\emdash and he didn\rquote t really\emdash he surmised that his early surmation was correct.\par
\tab\ldblquote Were there lights on the dash?\rdblquote  he asked.\par
\tab Morgan nodded, \ldblquote the check engine light was flashing, red.\rdblquote\par
\tab Not a good sign.\par
\tab The boy, Zach, looked more nervous than his younger sister, Erica.\par
\tab Both girls could pass as twins; Morgan was seventeen, Erica was thirteen, but they had the same facial features and mannerisms.  Morgan\rquote s dark brown hair that hung to her waist had her forehead/bang hair swept to the right.  Erica, whose hair was just to her shoulders, had her hair sweeping to the left.  Other than that, despite their ages\emdash twins.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote ll we do now?\rdblquote  almost pleaded Erica.  \ldblquote There\rquote s no cell servicej.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll give you a ride to town,\rdblquote  Moose said friendly enough, \ldblquote Burnt Rock is just up ahead.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, we know,\rdblquote  said Zach trying to be assertive and place his position as the \ldblquote man\rdblquote  of the family, \ldblquote we were going there\emdash .\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote To Rock Creek church,\rdblquote  butted in Erica,\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote re singing there this Sunday.\rdblquote  butted in Morgan.\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote re the Wayhigh Highway band.\rdblquote  Consisting of three.\par
\tab Moose stepped aside; light was fading fast.  He motioned for the gang (band) to mosey to his car.\par
\tab\ldblquote Dang,\rdblquote  said Erica, \ldblquote nice car!\rdblquote\par
\tab Moose smiled.  It WAS a nice car.  And she had a NICE ass!\par
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Burnt Rock\par
\tab Burnt Rock was one of those places that was spread out a might.  Lots of country side; farms, ranches, off-to-themselves-trailer parks, and the like.  There was a central hub having a few stores of this and that; a post office, intermediate school, and sheriff\rquote s department.\par
\tab Couple of churches, too.\par
\tab Rock Creek church was thru town sitting perched at the edge of town.\par
\tab Moose driving his \rquote 59 Caddy didn\rquote t go thru town, or even around it.  Saturday night and the town though usually closed up and virtually ghost town like was having it\rquote s Summer Revival\emdash several outlaying area churches were coming together to bring religion to the heathens and backsteppers.  There was also a Summer party (for those backsteppes and heathens) and a small rodeo at the farm of Laketimber.\par
\tab Just before coming to the town\rquote s namesake\emdash a huge granite boulder that took on the flames of a massive wildfire and miraculously held back those flames from incinerating the town, Moose took a turn to a dirt road making for the trees.  His companions were not concerned\emdash their minds already zapped, their pants already down.\par
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\tab\lquote virgin?\rquote  despite being from a strong Christian family, a straight \ldblquote A\rdblquote  student, honor student, singer of Christian songs\emdash no, eighteen year old Morgan Jane Wayhigh was not a virgin.  In facts, she was just thirteen when she first got her cherry busted.  She was still an anal virgin, though.\par
\tab Pink panties, pink bra.  The very slender seventeen year old was very pretty, the hair was gorgeous!  Her smile, her general persona was just awesome!  And the fact that she had sex with a high school boy when she was just a beginning teenager\emdash well, that just topped it all!\par
\tab At the End of the Road dirt road\emdash nothing.  The road emptied into a great open meadow.  Day was just about done but there was still light enough for Moose to enact his skill\emdash his skill of deviltry!  After probing Morgan\rquote s mind, finding her like of dick at an early age, she smoked pot \ldblquote now and then\rdblquote , Moose turned her in the seat she occupied (front seat/passenger side) facing her siblings in the backseat.\par
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\pard\tab Then, a light swat to her panty clad ass.  Her pants were removed from her ankles and legs spread open a bit.  Moose took his time feeling no hurry in his dastardly deeds.  Off came the girl\rquote s top and then that matching pink bra.  Moose noted that the boy, Zach, and the sibling beside him, Erica, were making faces.  They were \ldblquote aware\rdblquote !\par
\tab Hmmm\par
\tab Not too worry\emdash much.  They were unable to move to intervene; they were in some limited shock (just unable to act on it.)\par
\tab Moose moved directly behind Morgan and fondled-fondled-fondled her very lovely seventeen year old titties.  This only made Zach experience great anguish.  Great confusion there was, too; angst.  The boy was horrified to some extent at the treatment his sister was receiving.  There, too, though, was the joy of seeing her bare titties.  The boy had yearnings.  Unnatural though lo they be he had a strong-strong yearning to be naughty with her.\par
\tab But that wasn\rquote t the Christian thing to do.\par
\tab Erica was in fits; no crying or anything like that but upset that she couldn\rquote t help her sister and fretted that she was going to be next.  Moose smiled to her and though he could re-zap the girl\rquote s mind to soothe her he chose not to.  Morgan herself was \ldblquote aware\rdblquote ; she was frightened, confused, and just a little pissed off.  She tried wiggling out of the mind constraints but found that task tasking.\par
\tab Moose slipped his hands down inside the girl\rquote s panties; he was sure she could feel his heart beating against her backside.  Most assuredly she could feel his cock against her!  A cop feel of her ass then he worked around to her muffin.  This act really got the girl going.  Brother and sister in the backseat were squirming and trying to scream obscenities but the mind zapper had them in a good hold.\par
\tab A good couple of minutes fingering Morgan\rquote s cunt; she resisted getting \ldblquote wet\rdblquote  but the juices were at the ready regardless.  Moose had talented fingers!  Morgan moaned and managed to blurt \ldblquote NO!\rdblquote  and \ldblquote DON\rquote T\emdash STOP!\rdblquote  of which Moose took that as a command; \ldblquote No, don\rquote t stop!\rdblquote  so he didn\rquote t.\par
\tab The buzz of insects annoyed Moose; the lack of light also was a bummer.  Still, though, he continued on fingering Morgan until her poon was thoroughly soaked.  Then his cock was free and gliding effortlessly between her legs.  The girl began shaking her head violently but expertly maneuvered the girl and cock and sliding into her cunny was a done deal.\par
\tab Moose effortlessly made slow movements into the girl as she was careened at a 90-degree angle against the front seat; left leg cock upwards with the knee on the top of the seat, her chest pressed against the seat as she clung on for dear life.  Moose eased into the girl\rquote s sex pumping steadily finding the girl\rquote s cunny a delight to fuck.\par
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\pard\tab The tempo kicked up; Moose clutched the girl\rquote s hips and power fucked her into oblivion.  And more than once did the girl gasp and utter \ldblquote OH!  YEAH!  YEAH!  MORE!  MORE!  OOOOOH!\rdblquote  this only increased the tempo and Moose Turdpie successfully brought the girl to a delightful orgasm.  He felt her shudder as her pussy trembled and leaked rivers of cum.\par
\tab\ldblquote Son-of-a-bitch!\rdblquote  she said as she slid down the seat, heaving and gasping for breath.  And in her delirium there was some concern\emdash Moose noted on his wondrous gizmo that altered the thought processes of modern day minds\emdash not all green across the board but yellow and a flickering red diode light, too.\par
\tab Not good.\par
\tab But as the girl regained herself\emdash the lights flickered back to green and then were steady on.  Rock on!  Moose didn\rquote t have the full concept of how the marvelous machine worked but understood to some degree that emotions could fuck up a wet dream\emdash or in the EMAD case disable the effects of the mind altering gadget.\par
\tab Leaving Morgan and climbing over the seat he faced the petrified Erica.\par
\tab\lquote pull your legs back, sweetie.\rquote  Moose minded to the hapless girl.\par
\tab He moved the girl\rquote s shoes and then pants off and then her green tinted panties as she complied.  Zach firstly wouldn\rquote t look but as his sister moved into position he did.\par
\tab\lquote take your clothes off,\rquote  Moose minded to Zach, \lquote all of them.\rquote\par
\tab While Zach stripped to his skin, Moose sized up the thirteen year old.\par
\tab Erica, from a mind probe, told of self pleasuring\emdash and pleasing her brother, Zach!  Of pleasing herself\emdash her dear daddy walked in on her whilst she was on her bed\emdash but naked and \ldblquote just a gettin\rquote  after it.\rdblquote   he never walked in on her (unannounced) again.  And, he didn\rquote t get onto her for what she was doing.\par
\tab Pleasuring her brother?  Oh!\par
\tab Mutual masturbation; she did him and he did her.  No sex, no anal, no oral\emdash just get naked and finger the hell out of each other.  Good healthy wholesome Christian incest.  Nothing wrong with that!\par
\tab With her legs back, ass at the edge of the seat, Moose entered her virgin poon.  It was a nice snug fit that with a mighty thrust disabled the intact hymen.  Erica let out a sharp shriek but otherwise took the taking with moderate emotions.  Sitting beside her and Zachary was in his own emotional state\emdash which was hard.  He was in some sort of panic mode, too.\par
\tab Erica squirmed as she was fucked; Moose pulled out to hump her pussy, poke her equally virginal asshole, then plunge back into the girl\rquote s freshly broken-in cunt.  The pumping went on steadily from there on.  Erica grunted; her young teenage titties jiggled and her brother beside her pleasured himself.\par
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\pard\tab Just as the good feelings were sailing thru his body and more wicked thoughts prevailed\emdash flashing lights were seen flickering in the distance behind him at the kids\rquote  disabled car.\par
\tab Moose watched; there was no reason for the police to \ldblquote look\rdblquote  down the lone rustic dirt road\emdash but they did.  A piercing light from a car\rquote s side search light stabbed into the bleak oncoming night finding Moose\rquote s car.  Moose tensed; the lights on his mind altering device were flickering\emdash all in the yellow.  Not good.  It meant the hold the magical device had on the siblings\rquote  mind was not firm.\par
\tab A deputy sheriff\rquote s car pulled up; headlights bright, search light brighter.\par
\tab The entire area was well illuminated disgruntling Moose who stood waiting by his car, arms folded, waiting.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s ya doin\rquote  out here, sir?\rdblquote  asked a tall lanky deputy.\par
\tab Moose sighed dejectedly and cast a hand to his rapidly set up telescope.\par
\tab\ldblquote I WAS checking out the skies.\rdblquote  he said, \lquote before your fucking lights obliterated THAT hobby!\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Did you see anyone from the car?\rdblquote  asked the shorter deputy.\par
\tab\ldblquote What car?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote There\rquote s a disabled car on the road.\rdblquote  said the lanky fellow.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ve been here a little while,\rdblquote  Moose said, \ldblquote haven\rquote t seen anyone.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What kind of car is this?\rdblquote  asked the height challenged cop.\par
\tab Subject change.  The deputy\rquote s car was a lame domestic sedan; the radio squawk box chattered further disrupting the serenity of the area.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s a 1959 Cadillac, 62 series.\rdblquote  And it was cherry\emdash with a bit o\rquote  \ldblquote cherry juice\rdblquote  on the back seat!\par
\tab Moose popped the hood and let the deputies check the awesome power plant.  They also looked at the dash and were impressed with the overall appearance.  Moose went on to explain the engine, transmission, and the general tremendous appeal the car had.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s also a decent chick magnet!\rdblquote  Moose chuckled.\par
\tab The deputies were going on about cars they\rquote ve had, \ldblquote a \rquote 38 Coupe that used to be the Sully Boys\rquote  moon runner.\rdblquote   \ldblquote a \rquote 69 Barracuda\rdblquote  and a\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Car Twelve, Car Twelve, Andy Greasslop says someone\rquote s walked off with his tractor\emdash again.\rdblquote\par
\tab Deputy Umphire shook his head and keyed the mike on his shoulder answering and walking back to the car.\par
\tab\ldblquote Damn country kids,\rdblquote  said the lanky deputy, \ldblquote gots nuttin\rquote  better to do!\rdblquote  he ambled off and slid into the driver\rquote s seat.  The piercing search light was switched off and the car backed up to the road and was off leaving Moose in the darkness.\par
\tab Tapping the car\rquote s trunk (boot) he opened the lid and helped the confined naked teens out.  Sighing he contemplated his next move. \par
The escape\par
\tab Contemplations all around; the interruption of the deputies was annoying.  They had gone\emdash but could be back.  More annoyance.  Stifling a yawn (and a pesky fart) he moved to Erica who was closer.  The girl tensed, gasped, and began breathing in quick short breaths.  Zachary\rquote s pud was half hard and he seemed to be fighting with himself to break free the mind grip.\par
\tab Moose moved the girl to a \ldblquote bent over\rdblquote  position whereas she was to suckle his cock while her brother \ldblquote took her\rdblquote  from behind.  Moose had quickly dressed when just before the country deputies arrived but now dropped his pants slapping his wang against the pretty thirteen year old girl\rquote s face.\par
\tab Just then, suddenly, Morgan darted.\par
\tab The lights of his mind warper were flashing yellow and red\emdash no mind control hardly whatsoever.\par
\tab\ldblquote Damn!  Shit!  Piss!  Motherfucker!\rdblquote\par
\tab Moose bolted after the naked teenager whirling around barking at her siblings, \ldblquote Stay put!\rdblquote  \lquote if you know what\rquote s good for you!\rquote  he had no idea if they would or not, the EMAD was quirky and flashed green lights indicating a strong presence of electronic hold; but the electronic mind hold on the fleeing Morgan flickered from yellow to red\emdash red being no mind hold whatsoever.\par
\tab Across the ditch, over the fence, narrowly missing the boulder but not the log did Moose chase after the fleeing Morgan.  Moose went straight down to the ground stirring up some lightning bugs.  He could just barely make out the fleeing girl; turning back to his car he could still see Zach and Erica holding fast.  The EMAD\rquote s lights revealed that they were still electronically held.  But for how much longer?  What about distance?  He knew already from past previous incidences that he could insert notions into the mind of a Subject and for the most part it would stick.  Hopefully that would remain true.\par
\tab Morgan was nearly out of sight; she was a good runner being tall and slender but she was in unfamiliar territory, open ground, and naked.  And instead of making for the road or thru the woods she darted out over an old wooden fence and into the open meadow.  She was disorientated but barging across an open moonlight field was probably not a good move.\par
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The capture\par
\tab But first!\par
\tab The fright in the meadow.\par
\tab As darkness became \ldblquote dark\rdblquote  but still light enough from ambient sources to see somewhat, Moose stopped dead in his tracks as he heard a noise.  It took only the second time hearing the noise to know what it was.  And before him some fifteen meters (fifty feet) was Morgan.\par
\tab\ldblquote Stand perfectly still.\rdblquote  Moose said in a low voice.  \ldblquote Don\rquote t make any moves.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m about to have one.\rdblquote  she said sarcastically.\par
\tab Causing the noise and Morgan sarcasm was standing just some twenty-five feet away a cougar.  Moose slowly inched his way up to where Morgan stood.\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t even breathe.\rdblquote  he whispered.\par
\tab\ldblquote No problem.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote When facing off with a cougar,\rdblquote  Moose said off-sides, \ldblquote try and look bigger than he is.\rdblquote\par
\tab The cougar stood out in the moonlight; he was on a log laying against a misplaced boulder.  The cougar had the advantage\emdash and height.\par
\tab\ldblquote Shouldn\rquote t we run?\rdblquote  Morgan said; her voice reaching panic mode.\par
\tab\ldblquote No, he\rquote ll just run after you and rip your balls off.\rdblquote\par
\tab Morgan shot him a sideways glance that wasn\rquote t nice.\par
\tab\ldblquote He\rquote s ready to pounce, like a kitten playing with a paper wad, or a mouse.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote And I\rquote m the paper wad.\rdblquote  breathed the panicking teen.\par
\tab\ldblquote And I\rquote m the mouse.\rdblquote  And truth be told, Moose wanted to dart across the meadow, too.  But he held firm his stance\emdash petrification will do that to you.\par
\tab Very-very slowly-slowly Moose bent down searching the ground for a stone to throw, a stick, anything.  The cougar held his ground, too; growling and licking his lips.\par
\tab\ldblquote This will sound stupid,\rdblquote  Moose said lowly, \ldblquote but if he charges, run to him.\rdblquote\par
\tab Morgan didn\rquote t say anything but she conveyed \ldblquote Are you fucking crazy!?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Run at him screaming and yelling, flail your arms\emdash it might scare him off.\rdblquote\par
\tab Morgan was still speechless.\par
\tab The cougar suddenly leaped.\par
\tab\ldblquote RUN!\rdblquote  shouted Moose.\par
\tab And Morgan did\emdash the other way.\par
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\tab No time to bitch or chase after the girl; the cougar was on Moose in a blinding flash.  Moose, though, had come up with a hunk of wood\emdash of which he used to block the big cat\rquote s mouth from ripping out his jugular.  The two rolled in mid air with Moose taking the brunt of the big animal\rquote s force with a mighty grunt.  They rolled and Moose managed somehow to throw the cat to the ground.\par
\tab The animal was quick, though, and bounced up to lunge at Moose.  The hunk of wood \ldblquote snapped\rdblquote  as the big cat bit thru it.  Next up!  Jugular!  Moose tried to knee the animal but that was met with a slash of big kitty claws.  Moose let out a ripping yell as the cat\rquote s claws went to the bone.\par
\tab Then suddenly there was Morgan\emdash with an even BIGGER hunk of wood.\par
\tab Of course she slung it like a typical girl but it was enough to dislodge the pissed off kitty.  The cat disappeared into the bleak night and Moose lay like a turd heaving and reeling from his narrow death experience.\par
\tab Morgan knelt beside him\emdash her mind was wrecked, ravaged, confused.\par
\tab\ldblquote A-are\emdash are you alright?\rdblquote  she asked concerningly.\par
\tab A little shaken, a lot stirred, Moose sighed and gripped the ground.  Nodding, he sat up breathing hard.\par
\tab\ldblquote Just fine, hon,\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote thanks.\rdblquote\par
\tab Half a second later,\par
\tab\ldblquote And, oh, this\emdash\rdblquote  zapped her mind with the EMAD.\fs22\par
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