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{\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.21.2510;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\qc\f0\fs36 August Moone\par
Book 9\par
Chapter 30\par
And the Saga Continues\par
An Act of Vile II\par
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Sticks and stones may break my bones\emdash but whips and chains excite me!\par
Verses of snipits \par
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The first verse\par
\tab On a lone stretch of desert road between two medium sized desert towns a medium sized car pulled off the road.  Reason?\par
\tab\ldblquote Daddy!  I gotta go!\rdblquote\par
\tab In the backseat were three young girls, in the front passenger seat a young boy.  The youngest girl \ldblquote had to go\rdblquote\emdash and of course when one goes the rest follow.  There were no substantial trees or even bushes where the daddy, Don Lowrock, pulled over.  But when Nature calls the importance of privacy takes a backseat\emdash so to speak.\par
\tab Six year old Megan clambered over the knees of her siblings in a rush to get out before she wet herself.  She was already, however, in the process.  Wearing light blue short-shorts the evidence was revealing.  Daddy Don quickly shucked the blue shorts and basic white kiddie panties.  Megan spread her legs and commenced to peeing.\par
\tab Oh!  What relief!\par
\tab She tooted, too!\par
\tab The remaining family inside watched with blank expressions.\par
\tab Then they locked eyes with their dad.\par
\tab He gave no expression himself but nodded his head and one by one the Lowrock family filed out.  And, one by one, the Lowrock family stripped off their clothes.  After little Megan had finished her pee, Don scooped her up, held her in such a way as she was \ldblquote open\rdblquote  to her brother and sister.  Big deal, she was the youngest, they were her siblings\emdash it was a natural to see her butt bare assed naked.\par
\tab Don then laid Megan out on the backseat; then lowered his pants and underwear.  Standing he faced his children\emdash with a raging hard-on all eyes were on.\par
\tab\ldblquote If you gotta pee, now\rquote s the time to do it.\rdblquote\par
\tab One by one the children stripped off their clothes.\par
\tab Twelve year old Scott had a slight hard-on; he turned to one side and commenced to peeing.  Ten year old Nellie and eight year old Lisa spread their legs and began peeing where they stood.  All three standing children had stoic faces; plain, unemotional, blank staring (i.e. mindless.)\par
\tab After the gang peeing, Don returned his attention to his youngest child.  After a quick look up and down the lone stretch of two-lane highway he moved to lay on top of the girl gliding his daddy cock up and down her little slit.  The feeling transmuted into a wondrous sin-sation ten times more potent than any drug.\par
\tab No penetration\emdash not yet.  She was too young.  But close counts; Don humped the child\rquote s slit soiling it moments thereafter.  The release was glorious\emdash glorious, Centurion!  Glorious!  And with the mess of soilage coating the girl\rquote s young quim it did make way for her dear daddy to in earnest poke his prong into her sex.\par
\tab Just then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Dad, a truck\rquote s coming.\rdblquote\par
\tab Don sat up squirting a little more cum onto Megan\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab Coming along the road was a cattle truck.  By its speed it wasn\rquote t going to slow or stop to see if the car alongside the lone stretch of highway was disabled.  The naked kids moved in closer to the car somewhat shielding their nakedness and the big noisy speeding truck zoomed on by.\par
\tab Don, still reeling from his naughty deed with his youngest looked over the others.  Heaving, sweating, he eyed Lisa and Nellie.  Scott stood with a raging hard-on methodically playing with himself.  Locking eyes with Nellie,\tab\\\par
\tab\ldblquote Lay down.\rdblquote\par
\tab The ten year old settled inside the car on the passenger seat; it was a single seat but comfy enough\emdash sort of.  After laying down (and parting her legs) brother Scott took up the charge (after getting the nod from his father.)  On his knees, on his cast off clothes, he put his mouth to his sister\rquote s hairless pussy and began noshing.  Meanwhile,\par
\tab Megan was moved a little out of the way and Lisa was laid down in the backseat.  Don looked her lovely naked body over; he smiled, he lusted, and grew more and more enthused about his misdoings.  Scott had had his fill of licking out his sister and mounted her.  Don looked over the front seat to watch his son fuck.  Nellie squirmed\emdash it wasn\rquote t the first time she had taken dick from her brother but the position of laying across the console was a bit uncomfortable.\par
\tab Lisa, too, was too young to accept her daddy\rquote s big dick so he merely rub it up and down expelling another heaping helping of spunk.  Once more he gouged his way into the girl\rquote s sex.  Lisa had also taken her brother\rquote s dick\emdash soon and Megan would be also.\par
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\pard\tab Scott pumped his sister\emdash pumped his sister\emdash pumped his sister and finally blasted his own spunk.\par
\tab\ldblquote Son-of-a-bitch!\rdblquote  he bellowed.  Heaving, sweating, cumming, the young boy gulped for air and reeled heavily in the deed that he had done.  Departing from his sibling he grabbed a soda from the ice chest and watched as dribbles of his cum leaked from his cock.  Nellie sat up, she looked confused.  Fingering her pussy she accepted her father\rquote s command \ldblquote grab yourself a soda.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lisa and Megan also had sodas; a bit of a cooling breeze came and in the distance across the flat desert at the low hills there were clouds forming.  It was still mighty hot out.  Don sat on the backseat and hugged each of his children; a butt rub, a fingering of their sex, and then a blowjob from the each of them\emdash Scott included.  Afterward they dressed and resumed their trek across the desert.\par
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\pard What Sex Ed in school left out\par
\tab\ldblquote What are they doing?\rdblquote\par
\tab Lonnie looked to his friend, \lquote you gotta be kidding?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You gotta be kidding.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I KNOW what they\rquote re doing,\rdblquote  smirked Lisa, \ldblquote but what are they doing?\rdblquote\par
\tab Lonnie still didn\rquote t quite get it.\par
\tab\ldblquote I mean, I-I know how it\rquote s done\emdash but I didn\rquote t know you could do THAT!\rdblquote\par
\tab And \ldblquote THAT\rdblquote  was teenagers Greg Haythatsminame and girlfriend, Marsha Legslittlelong, fucking.  Out and out bold and brash fucking.  Naked; in the woods, with Marsha ON TOP!  And not only was she ON TOP she was SPINNING!  Greg\rquote s seventeen year old penis was up inside Marsha sixteen year old vagina\emdash and she was turning around on it.\par
\tab Neither spying eleven year olds had ever seen anything like THAT before\emdash let alone were aware that anything like THAT could be done.\par
\tab\ldblquote I didn\rquote t, either.\rdblquote  admitted Lonnie.  And Lonnie had a raging hard-on.\par
\tab Lonnie Emmet, eleven, didn\rquote t know what he was so entranced on; Greg\rquote s cock slamming up into Marsha\rquote s cunt or Marsha\rquote s cunt being slammed by Greg\rquote s cock.  Both were pretty intense.  So bold, brash, out in the open\emdash sort of.  Not far from their homes, surrounded by a few trees of pines and cedars, lots of big-big boulders, Greg and Marsha were doing their thing.\par
\tab A small secluded pond was nearby where the two horny teens had recently been swimming and where Lonnie was taking Lisa on their first excursion unsupervised.\par
\tab\ldblquote This\rquote d be a good time to go skinny dipping!\rdblquote  remarked Lonnie earlier that day.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s that mean?\rdblquote  his new friend Lisa had asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote YOU don\rquote t know what skinny dipping is?\rdblquote\par
\tab The city girl shook her head\emdash No.\par
\tab Lisa was new to the country and at a non-school function held at the school the two met and hit it off becoming fast friends.  A week later and the timing was right; parental units, brooding pesky older siblings doing other shit than interfering with Lonnie and Lisa.  Another non-school function held at their school was where the two were supposed to be for the hot-as-hell day; instead,\par
\tab\ldblquote Skinny dipping is where you go swimming\emdash without your clothes on!\rdblquote\par
\tab Lisa\rquote s pretty blue eyes bulged.\par
\tab\ldblquote No way!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Way.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote  blurted the girl\emdash an uncharacteristic reply uncommon for the girl to blurt; but she was \ldblquote fitting in\rdblquote  with the country crowd and the \ldblquote Holy shit\rdblquote  expletive was a commonality of being \ldblquote country.\rdblquote\par
\tab The day in the country was hot-hot-hot-as-hell and Lisa was still seeking to \ldblquote fit in.\rdblquote   She took only a moment to agree.  She wasn\rquote t totally opposed\emdash so long as it was just her and new friend Lonnie (and not a herd of horny boys.)\par
\tab After packing a school bookbag with water and snacks the two friends struck off for trek to the pond.  Lonnie had been there a few times with some friends\emdash skinny dipping.  Never with girls, though.\par
\tab With the sun baking the back of their necks and arms the two spies watched in utter awe as Marsha fucked Greg.  It was a hell of an eye opener.  The fucking teens were no further than ten feet; Lonnie and Lisa were in among some brushy bushes and tall unkempt grasses.  There were ants to contend with; gnats, mosquitoes and the baking sun.  None of that mattered\emdash all attention was on the naked Greg and Marsha.\par
\tab Greg\rquote s hands were clamped \ldblquote tenaciously\rdblquote  onto Marsha\rquote s firm well tanned ass.  Parting the cheeks and the two spies saw Marsha\rquote s asshole and Greg\rquote s schlong appearing/disappearing in Marsha\rquote s cunt.  It was intense.  Both onlookers had their mouths agape with their eyes just as much wide.  And with Marsha \ldblquote spinning\rdblquote  the two eleven year olds were even more in wonder.\par
\tab Then the end came\emdash with both Greg and Marsha cumming off.  It was little wonder that Greg was cumming\emdash as evident of his spunk drizzling out of Marsha\rquote s twat coating his cock and balls.  But Marsha made the announcement\emdash loudly,\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote M CUMMING!\rdblquote  which confused Lonnie and Lisa.\par
\tab\ldblquote Whattya think THAT means?\rdblquote  asked Lonnie not knowing.\par
\tab Lisa shrugged\emdash she didn\rquote t know, either.\par
\tab After the naughty teens left the area,\par
\tab\ldblquote You still wanna go swimming?\rdblquote  Lonnie asked sheepishly.\par
\tab\ldblquote I guess so.\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote Do you think they will come back?\rdblquote\par
\tab Lonnie shrugged.  Wouldn\rquote t bother him if they did, but Lisa didn\rquote t want to be intruded upon\emdash\lquote specially if she were naked.  And she was still willing to strip down and go swimming naked with Lonnie!  That was a plus.  And after waiting a few more minutes it was Lisa who began peeling off her clothes leaving Lonnie a little dumbstruck.\par
\tab She was down to her panties when she turned her head noting Lonnie was still clothed.\par
\tab\ldblquote You going to swim with your clothes on?\rdblquote  she chided him.\par
\tab Lonnie came out of his stupor and slowly began undressing.\par
\tab When he got to his undies\emdash he so noted that his cock was hard-hard-hard.\par
\tab His cock had never been so hard!\par
\tab Lisa giggled\emdash she saw her friend\rquote s pronouncement bulging out his tidy-whiteys.  No biggie; there were three brothers at home\emdash two older and one younger.  She had seen them ALL naked.  There was no sexual inappropriateness; just Touchy/Feely; no oral, anal, or other.\par
\tab Slowly and did Lisa ease into the water\emdash still clad in her panties.  Sneaking a looksee over her shoulder she saw Lonnie slipping down his underwear.  He had a huge\emdash head of hair.  It was kinky, like a girl\rquote s perm.  He had a small mouth, small teeth, missing a tooth on the side (incisor), and his ears were concealed by all that hair.\par
\tab And he had a more than average sized schlong for a boy his age.\par
\tab Lisa went on into the water but just so far up to her shoulders.\par
\tab Lonnie was about to say \ldblquote hey, you cant go skinny dipping with your clothes on\rdblquote  when Lisa tossed out her panties.  Unlike Lisa, Lonnie had no siblings (but he HAD seen girls of various ages naked.  Mostly being spanked (more on that cumming up).  Seeing Greg and Marsha out and out fucking\emdash well, that was a heavy mind blower to beat all.\par
\tab Lisa didn\rquote t watch her friend enter the water but she heard him.\par
\tab\ldblquote How deep is this?\rdblquote  she asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m not sure,\rdblquote  Lonnie replied, \ldblquote I\rquote ve never been able to touch the bottom.\rdblquote\par
\tab That was not encouraging.  Lisa decided to hang close to the sloping shore and tread lightly.\par
\tab\ldblquote There aren\rquote t any fish or anything in here\emdash is there?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t think so.\rdblquote\par
\tab The very idea of a \ldblquote fish\rdblquote  touching her while she swam about \ldblquote naked\rdblquote  wasn\rquote t cool.  No, not cool at all.  (but swimming about naked with a boy\emdash that was.)\par
\tab Trying to see \ldblquote something\rdblquote  on Lisa whilst underwater wasn\rquote t easy.  For one, she bounced.  The water distorted absolute viewing so Lonnie had to get a little closer.\par
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\pard\tab\ldblquote What are you doing?\rdblquote  Lisa suddenly asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Just swimming!\rdblquote  cheered Lonnie.  The water had pasted his wild bushy hair making him look\emdash silly.\par
\tab So, much ado about swimming\emdash with Lonnie \ldblquote now and then\rdblquote  sneaking a peek at what he could peek at Lisa.  And she seemed to be aware\emdash and obliging!  She giggled and \ldblquote now and then\rdblquote  spread her legs.  Of course, in her defense she was \ldblquote bouncing\rdblquote  off the ground and the water made her buoyant to do so.\par
\tab After a while and Lonnie actually had had enough of swimming and made for the warm sandy shore.  Part way along and he thought of Lisa and maybe he should conceal himself from her viewing of his nakedness.  Then\emdash again, screw it, let her see!  Once out he turned and sat down, knees up.\par
\tab Lisa got her view.  She giggled, blushed, and kept bobbing up and down in the water but also deciding that she had had enough of swimming and began easing out\emdash making straight for where Lonnie sat (exposing himself.)\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey,\rdblquote  Lonnie said grinning, \ldblquote ever moon a boat?\rdblquote\par
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Hijinks (in high places)\par
\tab With the sun bearing down on them, Lonnie and Lisa made tracks\emdash for the tracks.  A little ways away from the refreshing pond but a good walk that dried them out.  And it seem to be no big deal to sit naked on the shoreline of the remote secluded pond to dry off initially\emdash and chit-chat!\par
\tab On their minds was Greg and Marsha; but they discusses the norm.  Their friends, parties, their parents, school, teachers, shit like that.  Lonnie maintained a steady raging ready-to-fuck cock all the while.  When they and their clothes had dried sufficiently they dressed and made for the tracks a mile or so away.\par
\tab The tracks, two of them side-by-side went over the Damnitsdeep River\emdash a river spanning about 2,000 yards.  From the bridge to the water\emdash 200 feet.  The depth of the river\emdash a mere 100 feet.  Small barges and sightseeing boats made their way up and down the river.  On either side of the river\emdash not much to sightsee; farmland, deep woods, light industry, and more farmland.\par
\tab Lisa hesitated when climbing up the small hill to the tracks.\par
\tab\ldblquote You go out there?\rdblquote  she squealed displeasure.\par
\tab Lonnie nodded; he was shorter than most kids his age but had a hell of a lot of moxie in him.  He had little fear (or shame).  \ldblquote Come on,\rdblquote  he said encouragingly, \ldblquote the bridge aint gonna fall in\emdash big ole trains cross this thing alla the time!\rdblquote\par
\tab He had a point.  Still, though, Lisa was hesitant.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sooo, what\rquote s this mooning about?\rdblquote  she was not in the know.\par
\tab Lonnie giggled, \ldblquote Well,\rdblquote  he said explaining, \ldblquote when a boat of people pass by under the bridge, you drop your pants and give them the moon!\rdblquote\par
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\pard\tab Lisa was flabbergasted.\par
\tab Lonnie was all enlightened, beaming, smiling (and still mightily hard!)\par
\tab\ldblquote You first.\rdblquote  Lisa said flatly with an unsure voice.\par
\tab Lonnie grabbed her hand, \ldblquote Aw, come on, we\rquote ll do it together.  No prob.\rdblquote\par
\tab Reluctantly she accompanied her stalwart friend\emdash onto the bridge that spanned a deep, cold, green river.  On the far side was some industrial parks.  The air was hot\emdash and stinky with the creosote soaked timber/ties supporting the railroad tracks and bridge itself.  When stepping off of the ballast (rocks that supported the rails) there was the issue of \ldblquote spacing\rdblquote  between the ties to contend with.\par
\tab To Lonnie\emdash he wasn\rquote t bothered to see the river rushing two hundred feet below.  To Lisa, however\emdash she clutched her friend\rquote s hand very-very hard.\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy fucking shit!\rdblquote  she uncharacteristically exclaimed.\par
\tab Lonnie laughed it off and coaxed his friend to the middle where there was stand-out from the tracks for workers on the rails (or foolish trespassing kids.)\par
\tab A boat of sightseers was just coming down the river.\par
\tab\ldblquote Soooo, what do you do?\rdblquote  asked a nervous Lisa.\par
\tab Lonnie smiled; \ldblquote Watch!\rdblquote  he said beaming.  And as Lisa watched, Lonnie undone his pants and pushed them\emdash and his undies\emdash down exposing his bare well tanned bum for all to see.  And the sightseers on the sightseeing boat saw.  Most were Japanese tourists who quickly began snapping pictures of the strange American boy baring his ass to them.\par
\tab Lisa shook her head\emdash No way\emdash no how.\par
\tab But Lonnie egged her on; \ldblquote Just do it,\rdblquote  he chided, \ldblquote one time.\rdblquote\par
\tab The boat chugged on and Lisa \ldblquote I cant belive I\rquote m doing this\rdblquote  Emma dropped her pants (and panties) bearing her slightly tan ass.\par
\tab The boat captain either in anger or other tooted the boat\rquote s horn.\par
\tab The Japanese tourists clapped.\par
\tab A train blared its horn (as it entered the bridge from the industry side.)\par
\tab\ldblquote Enough of your hijinks,\rdblquote  exclaimed Lisa, \ldblquote let\rquote s get the fuck outta here!\rdblquote\par
\tab There was no time to dart back from whence they came so they braced against the railing of the bridge/trestle standout.  Lisa was in panic mode as the massive lumbering GP locomotive thundered by her just some ten feet away.  But after the General Purpose locomotive thundered by her pulling a 100 car train behind\emdash it wasn\rquote t so bad.  Stinky, but tolerable.  Her fright level decreased\emdash but it was still a bit scary.\par
\tab As the last car clickety-clacked by,\par
\tab\ldblquote Damn, we should have mooned the engineer!\rdblquote  remarked Lisa.  This choked up Lonnie who wished he had had said it first\emdash and done it!  It was a good idea.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s hot up here,\rdblquote  said Lonnie, \ldblquote let\rquote s go back to the pond.\rdblquote\par
What\rquote s a little spanking among friends?\par
\tab The return to the pond was a bust\emdash teenagers!  A small group of pesky teens had come to the pond; they were a mix of boys and girls in their mid teens.  Some were swimming, most were drinking (beer) and smoking (marijuana.)  Lisa seemed the most disappointed Lonnie noted.  She seemed to really want to go swimming\emdash skinny dipping swimming again.\par
\tab\ldblquote Any other ideas?\rdblquote  Lisa asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well,\rdblquote  drawled Lonnie, \ldblquote there IS this one place.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lisa didn\rquote t like the sound of that.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s kinda far.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote And?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s at the end of this one farm place.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lisa conveyed another \ldblquote And?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s an agri-pond.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s that?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote A huge pool-like thing, it feeds the farmer\rquote s crops.\rdblquote\par
\tab And along with sneaky kids seeking refuge from the summer sun, birds also sought the pond.\par
\tab It was also kinda deep with steep sides.  Made of a dirt berm it was like a swimming pool but sometimes scary.  Also, if the farmer caught you he yelled and if he knew you he called your parents.\par
\tab Lisa was disappointed; Lonnie could see it in her face.\par
\tab\ldblquote There is the river.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lisa was startled, \ldblquote The one we were just on?\rdblquote\par
\tab Lonnie nodded.\par
\tab No way\emdash no how.\par
\tab\ldblquote I guess we should get home.\rdblquote  Lisa said at length.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, I sorta gotta check in every so often\emdash my Mom gets riled if I don\rquote t.\rdblquote\par
\tab The two struck off for home a little put off that their plans for the day had been scrubbed.\par
\tab\ldblquote I know a cave we can explore!\rdblquote  cheered Lonnie.\par
\tab\ldblquote A cave?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, it\rquote s\emdash thattaway!\rdblquote  he pointed looking for his bearings.  \ldblquote Shouldn\rquote t take long to get there.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Anything special about it?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, it used to be an old mine, silver I think.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Is it big?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Nah, not really, but it\rquote s cool\emdash inside.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lisa shrugged saying, \ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote\par
\tab The two friends changed directions\emdash they\rquote d be late getting home from this adventure and Lonnie would get yelled at from his \ldblquote riled\rdblquote  mom.  Not the first time\emdash not the last.\par
\tab The cave route took them an hour to reach.  Deep inside the woods and into the side a great hill.  They saw two deer\emdash the first one darted and was gone in a blink of an eye.  The second stared at them.  The two kids stood shoulder to shoulder.  Then something made a noise in the woods and that deer, too, was gone in a flash.\par
\tab It was still hot out even in the deep woods.  Once inside the abandoned silver mine, however, it was much cooler.  Old mining tools they found and the cave went in to where it was \ldblquote caved in\rdblquote  about a hundred yards.  Which was about as far as Lisa was willing to go.\par
\tab After climbing up on some rocks to a ledge, crossing over a wooden trough/slew, swinging on a rope, clambering here, and riskily climbing there, it was time to go.  They were going to be late getting home; it was summer and the summer sun would still be way high but still\emdash\par
\tab As it turned out, however\emdash\par
\tab Lisa\rquote s parents were visiting friends and left a note for her to go there, stay with a friend, stay home and order pizza.  Money was left for her to order.\par
\tab\ldblquote Lucky you,\rdblquote  sneered Lonnie, \ldblquote it\rquote ll be something like meatloaf for me tonight.\rdblquote\par
\tab Then he looked himself over\emdash\ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote  he exclaimed\emdash he was kinda dirty.  \ldblquote My mom\rquote s gonna bitch at me like crazy!\rdblquote  he was almost whinning.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hmmm,\rdblquote  thought his friend, \ldblquote why don\rquote t you wash your clothes here.\rdblquote\par
\tab It was a good suggestion\emdash anything to get out of being bawled out.\par
\tab Lisa herself needed to wash her own dirty clothes.\par
\tab And so they did.\par
\tab In the laundry room the shed their clothes\emdash giggling and grinning all the while.  Both sets of clothes were dumped into the washer, Lisa dumped half a cup of laundry soap in then stood butt naked beside her awestuck friend.\par
\tab\ldblquote Now what?\rdblquote  he asked.\par
\tab Lisa thought\emdash\ldblquote I\rquote m hungry.\rdblquote\par
\tab She ordered pizza then took Lonnie to her bedroom.\par
\tab No one was home; so after she dressed she found some walking shorts and tee-shirt for Lonnie to wear.  It was creepy wearing someone else\rquote s clothes but for the time being it was ok.  And it was weird to be going about the house\emdash naked!  Not to mention doing so with a girl\emdash who was also naked!\par
\tab How cool is that!\par
\tab Way.\par
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\pard\tab Noting the pictures of her brothers\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Sooo, you got brothers, huh?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, Alex, Brad, Randy.\rdblquote\par
\tab The wheels in Lonnie\rquote s mind were just a whirling!\par
\tab The question he wanted to ask the most he kept buried.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sooo, do you and your brothers\emdash go skinny dipping?\rdblquote\par
\tab Hmmm  Since she hadn\rquote t known what \ldblquote skinny dipping\rdblquote  was to begin with until encountering Lonnie\emdash that would be a No.  But he was so-so leading up to something.\par
\tab\ldblquote Not really,\rdblquote  said Lisa, \ldblquote just stuff around the house\emdash when our parents aren\rquote t around.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote just stuff around the house\emdash when the parents aren\rquote t around?\rquote  interesting.\par
\tab\ldblquote Soooo, you and your brothers\emdash run around naked?\rdblquote  he fingered it out.\par
\tab Lisa blushed and giggled, \ldblquote Yeah.\rdblquote\par
\tab Yeah.\par
\tab Yay!\par
\tab Lonnie wondered what ELSE they did\emdash when the parents weren\rquote t around.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah,\rdblquote  she went on, \ldblquote we just\emdash you know, run around\emdash skinny dipping without water.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lonnie had to think about that one.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh.\rdblquote  he said, getting it five minutes later.\par
\tab The pizza arrived\emdash with a 2-liter bottle of soda.\par
\tab After the pizza devouring\emdash the clothes in the washer were ready for the dryer.\par
\tab\ldblquote I love fresh warm clothes right from the dryer!\rdblquote  supplied Lisa.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, me, too!\rdblquote\par
\tab Lisa tossed the wet clothes into the dryer, patted her stomach, then shrugged,\par
\tab\ldblquote Wanna go skinny dipping some more\emdash without water?\rdblquote\par
\tab You didn\rquote t have to ask Lonnie twice.  He shucked Lisa\rquote s brother\rquote s clothes and happily ran amok \ldblquote skinny dipping without water.\rdblquote\par
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\tab\ldblquote No, nothing much,\rdblquote  Lisa said on answering Lonnie\rquote s question \ldblquote do you and your brothers do anything\emdash besides run around naked when your parents aren\rquote t home?\rdblquote  he finally had to ask and she didn\rquote t quite answer.  Lonnie had no idea what a girl looked like\emdash well, if a girl was a virgin or not.  From what he heard a guy was supposed to be able to virgin girl from a slutty one.  But he didn\rquote t know exactly how.\par
\tab\ldblquote They just whip their weenies out at me.\rdblquote  She grinned and blushed.\par
\tab Lonnie was startled.\par
\tab\ldblquote They got caught once,\rdblquote  mom and dad came home unexpectedly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wh-what happened?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Mom got mad at them and yelled.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What did your dad do?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote He whipped them.\rdblquote\par
\tab Whoa.\par
\tab\ldblquote Whoa.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah,\rdblquote  she shook her head, \ldblquote no big deal, they get whipped now and then.\rdblquote\par
\tab Breaking windows, lying, coming home late, running amok naked, and,\par
\tab\ldblquote Playing with themselves.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lonnie wasn\rquote t sure what that meant.  She just threw it out there and seeing that Lonnie didn\rquote t know, she went on.\par
\tab\ldblquote So they got whipped is all.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote With a belt?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote\par
\tab Wow.\par
\tab\ldblquote Bare\emdash I mean, bare ass?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh-huh,\rdblquote  they were already naked so getting bare ass belted was a given.\par
\tab\ldblquote And if they cuss when they get whipped they get whipped more.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit.\rdblquote  And all the talk about \ldblquote whipping\rdblquote  and whipping \ldblquote bare ass\rdblquote  got naked Lonnie\emdash hard.  He sat fidgeting in the kitchen chair sipping his soda and trying to quell a pesky fart bubble.\par
\tab\ldblquote Did you get whipped?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote No,\rdblquote  she giggled, \ldblquote I was able to duck out \ldblquote just in time.\rdblquote\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote But,\rdblquote  she added, \ldblquote I have\emdash breaking a window, sneaking in late, stuff like that.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Bare ass?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote No, but it smarts just the same.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lonnie was lost in thought\emdash there he was sitting next to a girl\emdash a NAKED girl who got her butt smacked.  She was a pretty girl and didn\rquote t look like the type who would be so willing to go about naked!  She was cool.  She went skinny dipping with him, had no fear of practically anything!  Except getting her bottom whipped.\par
\tab Curly blond hair, blue eyes, hair to her beginning breasts, long narrow face, beautiful teeth, beautiful skin.  She had a way about her, and peach fuzz on her vagina.  Lonnie had some peach fuzz of his own coming along.\par
\tab\ldblquote My brothers get like that all the time.\rdblquote  Lisa supplied.\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote  exclaimed a startled Lonnie.  He then realized he had a raging boner and Lisa knew what it was.\par
\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s go to my room.\rdblquote\par
\tab At this point, Lonnie was willing to take a banana from a monkey!\par
\tab In her bedroom,\par
\tab\ldblquote So have you seen a girl naked before?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh, yeah, but\emdash not so up close.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lisa stood just a couple feet from Lonnie allowing him a good look.\par
\tab He looked.\par
\tab Lisa stared at Lonnie\rquote s dong; she was all smiles.\par
\tab\ldblquote Would you like me to play with it?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Huh?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I play with my brothers weenies all the time.\rdblquote\par
\tab Holy shit!\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote\par
\tab Lisa put her fingers about Lonnie\rquote s weenie and it was way better than when HE put his fingers about his weenie.  Up and down the shaft her fingers went; she had a nice grip and Lonnie thought he was going to explode.  Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Would you like to put it in me?\rdblquote\par
\tab No answer could Lonnie come up with.  He stood dumbfounded, breathing.\par
\tab Lisa took holt of his hard dong taking him to her bed.\par
\tab On her bed\emdash wow.  Lonnie could only stare.  Up close and very personal.\par
\tab She was more than pretty\emdash she was beautiful!  (especially naked!)\par
\tab\ldblquote Have you ever done it before?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Done what?\rdblquote  he asked stupidly.  Then, catching himself, \ldblquote Oh.\rdblquote\par
\tab His sheepish embarrassing grin and non-committal look to her face told her that HE was a virgin.  Well, at least one of them was.  Lonnie had never seen a girl\rquote s quim so up close.  Lisa parted her legs and lightly fingered herself.  Lonnie\rquote s cock was incredibly hard\emdash so hard that he was in ache.\par
\tab\ldblquote We can do it if you want.\rdblquote\par
\tab Do what?\par
\tab Oh.\par
\tab The image of Greg and Marsha filled his mind; and there were other images filling his young mind.  It seemed as if though everyone around him was \ldblquote doing it\rdblquote  but him!\par
\tab With a slight shrug he moved up and remembering Greg and Marsha eased his weenie into Lisa\rquote s groove.  Almost instantaneously and there was marked pleasure.  He had fucked his bed\emdash it felt good.  He had laid on his back on his bed bringing his pillow betwixt his legs\emdash and fucked it.  He learned how to manipulate his johnson sliding into the known world of \ldblquote masturbation.\rdblquote   He wasn\rquote t particularly good it\emdash but he got some pleasure just the same.\par
\tab His cock in willing Lisa Emma\rquote s pussy?\par
\tab da bomb.\par
\tab Fucking pussy trumped all other forms of physical pleasure.\par
\tab The \ldblquote release\rdblquote  was more fantastic than he ever could imagine.\par
\tab Pulling out and Lonnie\rquote s \ldblquote weenie\rdblquote  remained steadfastly hard.\par
\tab It also tingled and seemed to be on fire!\par
\tab He had \ldblquote fucked\rdblquote  his first girl!\par
\tab Obsessed was Lonnie on checking out Lisa\rquote s body\emdash her titties, pussy, face, pussy, pussy, pussy.  He stared and stared and almost missed Lisa asking,\par
\tab\ldblquote Want to do it again?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Just for your information,\rdblquote  Lonnie said smirkingly, \ldblquote you don\rquote t have to ever ask that.\rdblquote\par
\tab They engaged in sex again; then jumped into the shower where Lisa fondled his cock, balls, and they almost engaged in sex again.  Almost\emdash it was too precarious.  She had done so\emdash with her brothers.  Two would hold her while the other put his weenie in her.\par
\tab After drying off and back in her bedroom\emdash Lonnie\rquote s mind was just blown.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sooo, do you like having sex\emdash with your brothers?\rdblquote\par
\tab Lisa shrugged.  \ldblquote They like it.  It\rquote s ok.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you like being spanked?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Hmmm, sometimes\emdash kinda.\rdblquote  Then again\emdash not so \ldblquote kinda.\rdblquote   Sometimes her pissed off daddy could really do some whippin\rquote !\par
\tab\ldblquote Why?\rdblquote  she asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh, I dunno, sometimes\emdash\rdblquote  he didn\rquote t finish.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do YOU like to get whipped?\rdblquote\par
\tab Sometimes his dad got after him with a belt.  Then sometimes\emdash sometimes he got after himself.  He did!  He spanked himself!\par
\tab\ldblquote How?\rdblquote  asked Lisa.\par
\tab\ldblquote Not easy.\rdblquote  But he used his own belt to swat himself.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sometimes, if I do it right, it\emdash it makes me tingle.\rdblquote   And his weenie was STILL mighty hard.\par
\tab After a couple of interesting minutes\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Wanna whip me?\rdblquote  Lisa asked.\par
\tab Lonnie smiled and landed a couple of smacks of his belt to Lisa\rquote s bare ass as she lay across her bed\emdash like her daddy had her do.  Hmmm\emdash interesting.  Her brothers had to take their pants and underwear down and get up against their bed to be whipped.  Then they had to stay that way for nearly an hour.  If they moved, they got whipped again.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sometimes,\rdblquote  Lisa admitted, \ldblquote I get whipped with my pants down, too.\rdblquote\par
\tab The way she said it and Lonnie got the feeling she didn\rquote t like it that way.\par
\tab She didn\rquote t mention if she had to take her panties down, too.  Panties, though, like his underwear, didn\rquote t offer too much protection.  Still,\par
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\pard\tab With a sigh and a methodic tug on his pud,\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey, wanna go see someone getting whipped?\rdblquote\par
\tab Kinky.  I\rquote ve been on worse dates.\par
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Spank O\rquote  Ramma!\par
\tab The sun was just beginning to set.  Lonnie and Lisa cleaned up the kitchen, dressed in clean warm clothes, then made way to \ldblquote see someone getting whipped.\rdblquote   Down the alley two blocks to a house where a huge oak tree took up space in the front yard.  A two-story home with a big garage.  Out in the backyard was a boat playhouse.  Most homes in the area had treehouses or regular smaller playhouses on the ground.  The home of Noah Immaseaman had a boat.\par
\tab It was a mini replica of a fishing troller; Noah himself built the boat for his grandchildren.  He was an old sailor, a merchant marine then private fisher.  Lonnie and Lisa sneaked along a wooden fence to where there was a loose board.  Slipping inside they made their way along the side of the house coming to the old man\rquote s den.\par
\tab Inside and they were \ldblquote just in time.\rdblquote\par
\tab The den was filled with books and marine items; fishing nets, anchors, ship wheels, plaques and star fish replicas.  Sitting at his great ornate cherry wood desk was Noah.  He was actually a nice man, Lonnie knew him\emdash and is granddaughter, Katey.  She was eleven and went to Lonnie\rquote s school.  And Katey was in the den, too.  She was kind of\emdash weird.\par
\tab\ldblquote Weird?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah,\rdblquote  hard to explain; quiet at times, was seriously into Moonetry\emdash all about the sea, ocean, boats, and seagulls.  She often wore bib overalls, sometimes nearly new, most times well worn.  Not very socialable but Lonnie liked her and they knew one another.  She had seriously jet black hair that covered her ears, green eyes, and not much in the titty department.\par
\tab What was being said could not be heard\emdash but what was being said was not the point.  The eleven year old came into the den; her mother and four year old sister lived at the home, too.  The mother worked in the city and often didn\rquote t home until very late.  Coming up to the desk and Katey unhooked the clasp to her faded well worn overalls and they dropped to her ankles.\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote  exclaimed Lisa.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wait.\rdblquote  snickered Lonnie.\par
\tab Katey wore off-blue panties and a matching off-blue tee-shirt.\par
\tab The tee-shirt came off in one fluid motion.  No bra.  None was necessary.\par
\tab Down went the panties and Grandpa Noah pulled the girl to him laying her across his knees.\par
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck?\rdblquote  asked Lisa.\par
\tab\ldblquote Not sure,\rdblquote  Lonnie replied, \ldblquote but it happens\emdash a lot.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What she do?\rdblquote\par
\tab Lonnie shrugged, \ldblquote No idea.\rdblquote  Then,\par
\tab SMACK!  Even thru the wooden walls both spies could hear the smack to the girl\rquote s bare ass.  Katey\rquote s legs flailed and her arms were pinned behind her back.  Another smack and the girl began to twist.  The two spies moved to another window where they could just see Katey\rquote s ass.  The window was grimey and the two spies had to stand on a water supply pipe.\par
\tab SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!\par
\tab Katey\rquote s ass was red-red-red.  She stood up, wiped her tears, rubbed her ass, then went to her knees.  Noah stood up and fished out his penis.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote  blurted Lisa.\par
\tab Lonnie smiled and fished out his own penis.\par
\tab Katey began sucking\emdash sucking\emdash sucking.\par
\tab Lonnie began masturbating.\par
\tab Lisa watched him\emdash he was in heavy lust; getting off on watching Katey being spanked (and then sucking cock.)\par
\tab Lisa\rquote s mouth hung open.  She was stunned beyond belief.\par
\tab\ldblquote You\rquote ve never done that?\rdblquote  Lonnie had to ask.\par
\tab Lisa shook her head.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s called giving head, or a blowjob, OR sucking cock.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lisa could only stand, breathe, and watch.  Slowly, though, she began fingering herself.  Lonnie watched her and the urge to fuck was great with him.\par
\tab Back inside the den\emdash\par
\tab Katey stood up (it was not clear whether or not the old man had blasted a load into her mouth.)  She worked off her clothes from her ankles then sat on his desk.  Noah stroked his manhood and then simply put it into her pussy!  He did!  The angle was no good for Lonnie and Lisa\emdash they saw only his pumping lily white \ldblquote old man ass.\rdblquote   No one wants to see that.\par
\tab So the two slipped off the pipe they were standing on\emdash they fell.  Right into a bit of water and mud where the pipe was leaking causing such.\par
\tab\ldblquote Goddamn it!\rdblquote  Lisa bitched, \ldblquote And we just got them clean!\rdblquote\par
\tab After brushing off they sneaked their way to the other window where they saw that Katey had turned over and was getting dicked from behind.  Whether she was getting dicked in the ass or pussy was not clear.  \par
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\pard\tab Either way\emdash Lonnie was in a bad way.  So was Lisa!  They left Noah and Katey and sneaked out behind the garden shed where Lonnie quickly hurried out of his pants.  Lisa did likewise and then, like Marsha from earlier in the day, \ldblquote mounted\rdblquote  Lonnie and fucked him!\par
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A day in the park\par
\tab Lisa was a cool chick; no doubt about it.  She was cool to go skinny dipping, cool to do a BA to the sightseers, cool to go on the train trestle to begin with, way cool to hang in the stand-out while the train thundered by.  She was cool.\par
\tab Oh, and she was cool to go about her house naked.\par
\tab Oh, and to willingly have sex with him\emdash way cool.\par
\tab When Lonnie got home\emdash his parents were out elsewhere, too.  He got naked, masturbated, washed his clothes, took a long hot shower, then went to bed\emdash naked.  He thought solely of Lisa.  Although his dick was in her pussy\emdash SHE was the one in command.  And although she was at home and he was at his\emdash he still felt her presence.  She wore this perfume that reminded him of cotton candy.  Behind the garden shed it was SHE who had mounted him!  Just like Marsha had done to Greg.\par
\tab She was way cool.\par
\tab And she didn\rquote t seem too miffed or upset about Katey being bare assed spanked\emdash or getting boinked by her grandfather.  In fact, she seemed to take it all in stride AND it seemed to turn her on just as much as it did him!  Cool!\par
\tab For Lisa\emdash\par
\tab She got home just as her parents did.\par
\tab\ldblquote You been wallowin\rquote  with the piggies?\rdblquote  jeered one of her brothers.\par
\tab\ldblquote You missed the best\emdash whoa, what the crackers happened to you?\rdblquote  another brother.\par
\tab\ldblquote LISA!\rdblquote  bitched her mother.  \ldblquote Honestly!  You good clothes!\rdblquote\par
\tab Lisa was a little petrified.  More so when her eyes locked with her dad\rquote s.\par
\tab\ldblquote Get in the house.\rdblquote\par
\tab This wasn\rquote t going to be good.\par
\tab In her room she tensed.  Her dad came in right behind her\emdash shutting the door behind him.\par
\tab\ldblquote Alright, get \lquote em off.\rdblquote  he said flatly.\par
\tab Lisa didn\rquote t pause but pulled off her \ldblquote nice\rdblquote  light summer blouse with frilly fringes.  Her muddy shoes were kicked off and then down came her white \ldblquote nice enough for church\rdblquote  pants.  That was followed by her yellow panties.\par
\tab\ldblquote Go on.\rdblquote  he said.\par
\tab Lisa turned and got onto her bed, hands down by her side.\par
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\pard\tab Clenching, Lisa tried to relax\emdash but the anticipation of what was to come made that difficult.  Her daddy\rquote s hand came to her bare ass; smoothing over the nicely tanned skin.  The fingers delved into the crack with one touching her asshole.\par
\tab Then the first smack came.  She jolted and tensed.  Another smack caused her to almost yelp.  The next smack did.  Then he smoothed his hand over her quickly burning ass, squeezing the cheeks then asking,\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you want the belt?\rdblquote  to wit Lisa quickly shook her head.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ok, then\emdash come on.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lisa rubbed her searing butt as she moved off the bed and onto her knees.\par
\tab Her daddy had his penis out.  It was long, hard, oddly curved and not so unlike Lonnie\rquote s.  Grasping his penis at the base he waggled it before his eleven year old daughter and she put her fingers about the shaft\emdash then her lips to the head.  Up and down she went\emdash up and down\emdash up and down.  Her daddy said nothing; his cock spoke loads.  A jut of spunk exploded within a couple of minutes coating Lisa still intact tonsils.  The he pulled out and rubbed his cock all over her sweet face.\par
\tab\ldblquote You want the belt?\rdblquote  he asked again.\par
\tab Lisa shook her head.  As per ritual, after being spanked and then slobbering on her daddy\rquote s cock\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Alright then, on your bed.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lisa scrambled up to her bed, laying down on her backside\emdash legs open.\par
\tab As she stared up to the powder blue ceiling\emdash her dear daddy ogled her nakedness\emdash specifically her young pre-teen cunny.  Then he jacked off onto it.\par
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\tab\ldblquote HI!\rdblquote  exclaimed an exuberant Lonnie.  He was all smiles (and sporting a brand new hard-on.)\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s up for today?\rdblquote  Lisa asked.  She was all bright and pretty\emdash and Lonnie had seen her naked.  Not only naked, he had showered with her, fucked her, gotten fucked by, skinny dipped, mooned and he couldn\rquote t wait to do it again!\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t know, hang out at the park?\rdblquote\par
\tab The weather was warm\emdash but it was summer in the country.  The park had a ton of trees that provided lots of shade.  There were sections to the park; where the teens all hung out, the volleyball area, the section where the seniors hung out.  There, too, was a place for little kids and their guardians to hang out.\par
\tab Also, there was a smaller area far to the end of the park that butted against the woods.  There was a small duck pond there, some picnic tables, and a playhouse that was a train\rquote s caboose.  Lonnie took Lisa to that area.  He was smiling all the way.\par
\tab\ldblquote If we\rquote re on time, we\rquote ll get to see something neat.\rdblquote\par
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\pard\tab To one side of the caboose was a small garden shed.  Park gardener, Grady Boyimaboy, worked out of the shed.  He took care of most of the plants and tended to the duck ponds.  A nice man; very friendly, in his late 50s, hazel eyes, serious receding hairline, a typical \ldblquote man\rdblquote .\par
\tab And being a typical man\emdash\par
\tab Occasionally Grady\rquote s ten year old niece came to visit him.  She was very shy, bashful, and one handed\emdash a birth defect.  Short sassy jet black hair, slender body, and preferred overalls as her daily attire.  But unlike Katey in the previous story, \ldblquote Colleen\rdblquote  liked hers to be a little more \ldblquote washed.\rdblquote   She liked hers \ldblquote like new\rdblquote ; there were some colorful patches her mother sewed into the garment\emdash on the pockets, knees, and so on.\par
\tab From their vantage point inside the caboose up in the \ldblquote cupola\rdblquote , Lonnie and Lisa could see into the garden shed via the skylight.  And as soon as visiting Colleen greeted her Uncle Grady with a big smile and a hug\emdash the \ldblquote something neat\rdblquote  Lonnie promised began.\par
\tab After a serious hug from his niece, Grady closed the garden shed door.  Inside was cluttered with pots, flowers, two work benches, and a myriad of garden tools.  Kneeling down before the ten year old he spoke to her\emdash what was said was unknown but it made the young girl blush and twist in embarrassment.  So it was something sweet.\par
\tab Lonnie wasn\rquote t sure, but he thought Mr. Boyimaboy used something like those guys at the county fair and carnivals\emdash a hypnotist.  For after saying something to his niece and Mr. B was undoing the girl\rquote s brass clasp holding up her typical dark blue denim bib overalls.\par
\tab The garment fell down revealing green panties with red trim.\par
\tab Nice.\par
\tab She wore, too, a light and airy tee-shirt (with a floral print.)\par
\tab Mr. B smoothed his hands all over the girl\rquote s body; her sides, back, and up under her shirt to her flat breasts.  Then he lowered her panties.  Colleen did nothing; no fidgeting, no squirming, no crying, no nothing.  She continued to do nothing all the while her uncle caressed her now bare ass.  More nothing as he also fingered her pussy.\par
\tab Then, up onto a workbench she was hoisted.  Her face was a blank expression of nothingness.\par
\tab\ldblquote She\rquote s hypnotized.\rdblquote  supplied Lonnie.\par
\tab Lisa nodded and continued to watch.\par
\tab The overalls and panties were tugged off and Park Gardener Grady Boyimaboy spread her legs to gander at her delicious goody.  Lifting her legs and Colleen was angled backward to where her shoulders touched the wall.  Her uncle then began to lick out her pussy.  He did!\par
\tab He licked and he licked and lapped and he licked.\par
\tab Then looking around for security\rquote s sake, he dropped his own pants and blatantly began masturbating.  His niece remained calm\emdash and unknowing.  Grady slapped his fuck stick against the girl\rquote s vagina\emdash over and over again.  Due to the angle, though, the two spies in the caboose couldn\rquote t see the exact details but\emdash\par
\tab After much spanking of his weenie against the mind-stunned Colleen, Grady Boyimaboy entered her.  A slow process of pumping ensued; a pullout now and then for more pussy spanking, then gouging the gash, then back into the recess to complete the deed.\par
\tab Lonnie was in a bad way; his cock was spurting inside his underwear and his basically hairless nads were tingling.  There were a few kids in the lower part of the caboose\emdash\par
\tab Surreptitiously and Lonnie eased out his cock.  He didn\rquote t think Lisa would mind.  She didn\rquote t.  She took holt of his dick, played with it\emdash then put her mouth to it and sucked it!  She did!  Lonnie leaned back and enjoyed.  There were lots of pillows about the top area of the caboose, Lonnie situated them to form a sort of \ldblquote fort\rdblquote  just in case some wayward kid came along and looked up.  Then he laid down and began working down his pants and undies.  Lisa helped.\par
\tab After sucking him wholly and fully she slipped off her own pants and panties and mounted him!  It was awesome!  They could hear kids below and the risk of getting caught intensified their lovemaking.  Lisa giggled, Lonnie blushed.  It felt good\emdash it was weird but it felt good.  Real good.  Clamping his hands to Lisa\rquote s naked arse enthralled him and he power fucked up into her cunny\emdash just like Greg had done to Marsha!\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you like spanking?\rdblquote  Lisa asked.\par
\tab That caught her lover off guard.\par
\tab\ldblquote I dunno,\rdblquote  he said sheepishly, \ldblquote I-I like to watch.\rdblquote  for sure.\par
\tab After the little fest in the caboose they checked on the Park Gardener and his niece\emdash they were gone.  Oh well.\par
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\tab From the park the two made way to a drive-in\emdash time for a thick, rich, malted milkshake (and a heaping helping of chili cheese fries.)  Lonnie was kind of weirded out\emdash due to Lisa\rquote s not being overly concerned about the Park Gardener molesting his niece.  She did seem to be bothered by it at all!  How odd!\par
\tab\ldblquote So why did you ask me if I liked spanking?\rdblquote  Lisa asked off-handedly.\par
\tab Lonnie shrugged, \ldblquote Oh, I dunno\emdash just asking.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Kind of hard to spank myself!\rdblquote  Lonnie chortled back.\par
\tab Lisa laughed back, \ldblquote I guess so.\rdblquote   Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote But, yeah\emdash I kinda do.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lonnie stared at her.  She was more unbelievable than he could ever imagine.  He was at a loss for words.  His breathing increased, his cock hardened, and he wondered for a brief second\emdash was this love?\par
\tab\ldblquote Your brothers spank you?\rdblquote\par
\tab Lisa nodded but didn\rquote t supply the needful information\emdash or the whole bit about her daddy whipping her.  She was sooooo pretty!  Her long blond hair, blue eyes, her face, eyes\emdash everything!  And she was willing to have SEX with him!  And she initiated the sex, too!\par
\tab Lisa was cool!\par
\tab\ldblquote There\rquote s no one at my place.\rdblquote  Lonnie announced.  He was smiling.\par
\tab Lisa smiled, too.\par
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\tab As soon as the house was checked (to make sure no one was home) the kids shed their clothes.  Doors were locked and the two miscreants ran amok dancing naked and being silly before collapsing on Lonnie\rquote s bed.  Lisa lay beside him on her side.  Lonnie\rquote s mind was in high orbit\emdash never in his life did he think he would be running about his house naked with a girl!\par
\tab Then, Lisa moved her hand to begin playing with Lonnie\rquote s dong.  The dong was already mostly prominently hard\emdash Lisa\rquote s handiwork got it even harder!  Then she moved her entire body onto the stiffened member and began grinding her pussy on it.  Yep, it got harder.\par
\tab Clamping his hands onto the girl\rquote s butt he grinded against her.\par
\tab Then he was going in\emdash much to the help of Lisa\rquote s guiding fingers!\par
\tab The fuck that came was orgasmic!  Lonnie shuddered (and shimmered!)\par
\tab Lisa lay on him humping her hips, clenching her pussy, and reacting inasmuch as her young lover heaving beneath her.  Then she sighed and rested her head on his chest.\par
\tab\ldblquote So,\rdblquote  drawled Lonnie, \ldblquote what about this spanking?\rdblquote\par
\tab Without missing a beat\emdash\ldblquote Roll over!\rdblquote\par
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Cum stains for everyone!\par
\tab\ldblquote Who lives here?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Jenny Laughtrack.\rdblquote  She was a year younger than Lonnie/Lisa but Lonnie deemed her to be way cute.  Way.  Like Lisa, Jenny had long blond hair and a great butt.  She always smelled like orange blossoms and had a delightful laugh.  Lonnie yanked himself (often) thinking of her.  \par
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\pard\tab He fantasized (a lot) about what she looked like naked or at best in her underwear.  On this visit\emdash he got to see more than he thought he ever would.   Accompanied by faithful sidekick, Lisa, Lonnie stared breathlessly thru the window watching as Jenny stood in her bedroom before her dresser brushing her long blond hair.\par
\tab She stood in a mid-thigh length yellow tee-shirt with a big happy duck on the front.  She was actually almost eleven\emdash in about four months.  Lonnie deemed her to have the best butt he had ever seen (save for Lisa\rquote s butt of course.)  He wished the girl (Jenny) would be like Lisa\emdash naughty.  Lisa was so giving of herself\emdash and how!  Oh!  Oh how he wanted Jenny\emdash to spank her and her to spank him!  Oh!  The mere thought(s) give him wood.\par
\tab But Lisa\emdash Lisa was tops.  She was sooooo cool!\par
\tab She spanked him!\par
\tab And he liked it!\par
\tab And he spanked her!\par
\tab And SHE liked it!\par
\tab Back to Jenny.\par
\tab The hour was\emdash not too late, evening type time.  Lonnie had just missed Jenny in the bathroom for her nightly bathing.  He really-really-really wanted to see her naked.  Thanks to Lisa\emdash he now had a pretty good idea (as to what a girl looked like\emdash naked.)  Oh, how he wanted to spank her!\par
\tab Then the bedroom door opened and in waltzed Jenny\rquote s dad, Harold.\par
\tab Lonnie had met Harold, at school for some assembly or something.  He was ok he guessed\emdash busy guy; worked in an office or something.  He was kinda tall, but to Lonnie, every adult was \ldblquote tall.\rdblquote\par
\tab There was no \ldblquote mommy\rdblquote , or other siblings.\par
\tab Jenny greeted her father; they hugged and give the customary brief kiss-peck.  Harold, however, gave a little more\emdash a little more in his hug mainly.  From Lonnie\rquote s vantage point\emdash which was precarious as he and Lisa were standing on an empty fruit crate box\emdash Harold slipped his hand UP Jenny\rquote s long yellow tee-shirt she would wear to bed.\par
\tab Lonnie was all attentive.  His breathing became labored, his right hand came to Lisa\rquote s ass, his cock could break thru the wall he was against!  Jenny wore matching yellow panties.  As his hands smoothed about the girl\rquote s butt\emdash she giggled, squirmed, and put her hands to his making him stop.  It was play\emdash for her.  Her daddy tickled her, they played some sort of hand game, talked, and then\emdash then Harold did something Lonnie had to think about what he did.\par
\tab\ldblquote He hypnotized her.\rdblquote  Lisa whispered.\par
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\pard\tab He \ldblquote hypnotized\rdblquote  her\emdash using a quick blinding light (from his watch).  The girl was suddenly still; no laughing, giggling, or slapping away her daddy\rquote s hands as they once more went smoothing over her delicious tight little girlie butt.  Lonnie was about to bust.  Earlier, at his house on his bed, after being told to \ldblquote roll over\rdblquote , Lisa smacked his bare ass.\par
\tab The first smack kind of stung but it was tolerable.  She fondled his but sac before smacking him again\emdash she sat on his legs so the spanking was kind of awkward.  His cock had just been in her pussy and it had felt good!  Now, being smacked and his cock was squashed under him against his bed\emdash it felt even more so!\par
\tab SMACK!  SMACK!  SMACK!  Lisa let reign down a flurry of swats that definitely got his attention.  The stinging of his flesh was getting to be a bit much\emdash thankfully she stopped just before he shed tears.\par
\tab Then it was Lisa\rquote s turn.\par
\tab With his butt still burning he stood and firstly admired Lisa\rquote s bare ass.\par
\tab What a nice ass!\par
\tab And smacking that ass\emdash da bomb!  His cock got soooo hard!  He had no idea spanking could be so great!  Receiving wasn\rquote t so grand\emdash but giving!  da bomb!  And smacking Lisa\rquote s perfect ass until it was red (and Lonnie\rquote s hands were stinging) invoked serious sexual naughtiness.  The two engaged in sex (with Lonnie on top this time) then migrated to the bathroom shower where after some awkward clumsy almost slipping and falling they managed more; with Lisa\rquote s shoulders against the smooth shower wall\emdash Lonnie banged off into her pussy unti he thought he\rquote d pass out!\par
\tab Then, on the floor after the shower, they engaged in doggie style fucking.\par
\tab In Jenny\rquote s bedroom, Harold lowered Jenny\rquote s panties.  The girl remained still with no protest whatsoever.  The nightgown/tee-shirt was slipped off and daddy Harold on his knees stared into his daughter\rquote s eyes.  She merely breathed.  He kissed her\emdash first on the cheek and then on the lips.\par
\tab\ldblquote He\rquote s Frenching her!\rdblquote  Lisa whispered.\par
\tab Lonnie wasn\rquote t sure what that was.\par
\tab Harold, after \ldblquote Frenching\rdblquote  his ten year old daughter, hugged her\emdash very-very inappropriately.  His hands smoothed tenaciously all over her now naked ass.  Then he hoisted her up onto her bed, parted her legs, then \ldblquote Frenched\rdblquote  her pussy!\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote  blurted Lisa.\par
\tab Lonnie was speechless.\par
\tab The man\rquote s body blocked Lonnie from seeing the exactness of his actions (but he imagined the best.)  Harold licked and licked and licked\emdash then stood up and got naked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy FUCKING shit!\rdblquote  Lisa said.\par
\tab Harold stood\emdash unaware of the two pestering spies\emdash buck bare assed naked.\par
\tab His manhood was hard-hard-hard.  He flogged it, circled jerked it, then spanked it against his daughter\rquote s pussy.  Again and again and again.  Then he began to spank the girl\rquote s pussy (with his cock!)  Lonnie and Lisa stood with mouths agape.\par
\tab\ldblquote He\rquote s gonna fuck her!\rdblquote  Lisa whispered.\par
\tab Lonnie concurred with the nodding of his bewildered head.\par
\tab But no, Harold did not defile his child; after smacking her pussy to his cock-heart\rquote s content he glided his member up and down the girl\rquote s slit until cumming off thereon.  He then smeared the head of his prick all over the cum stained pussy before turning her over and spanking her!\par
\tab Bare hand to bare ass\emdash and the girl did not know!\par
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Ms. Whattenbarger\emdash I never knew you!\par
\tab Moving along.\par
\tab Lonnie was speechless.  And there were some misgivings about what he saw, too.  On one hand he knew that Jenny\rquote s dad had out and out molested her.  Somehow he had hypnotized her and then\emdash molested her.  Big time.\par
\tab On the other hand\emdash it was pretty cool!  Lonnie wished he had been there doing those things.  He had Lisa\emdash that was cool.  But he wanted to do same to Jenny.  And Becky Lawlessness, Amy Bellinatrain, Zena Shootits, and half a dozen other girls in his class.\par
\tab The kids made their way home\emdash after slipping inside a canopy of ivy in the alley.  Here they quickly got naked (to add to the risk of getting caught) and Lisa sucked Lonnie\rquote s dick.  Then, laying down, Lonnie licked out Lisa\rquote s pussy.  Seemed the thing to do.  Her pussy was\emdash delicious!  He was more enthralled than he thought he could ever be.  Slipping his super hardened cock into where he had been licking accentuated that feeling.\par
\tab Along their way home\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote This is Fred Ickinastone\rquote s place.\rdblquote  Lonnie told Lisa, \lquote Freaky Fred.\rquote\par
\tab After crossing the huge backyard they came up to a bedroom window.  Inside was Fred\emdash Freaky Fred and his mom.\par
\tab\ldblquote Why \ldblquote Freaky?\rdblquote  Lisa asked.\par
\tab Hard to explain\emdash he seldom spoke, was very shy, never looked up, and when he did talk\emdash you couldn\rquote t hardly hear him.  He was thirteen years old and someone said he was \ldblquote autistic\rdblquote  but Lonnie didn\rquote t know what that meant (except maybe a science name for \ldblquote freaky.\rdblquote )\par
\tab What it looked like inside was Fred was getting a scolding from his mom.\par
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\pard\tab His mom worked in a real estate office\emdash she had auburn hair tied up in a tight bun, red framed glasses, and wore an off-white blouse with a tight black knight skirt.  Sitting on Fred\rquote s bed with Fred right in front of she seemed to berate him about something or another.  Then,\par
\tab Freaky Fred\rquote s mother, Ginger, yanked down the boy\rquote s pants!  She did!\par
\tab What\rquote s more, she yanked down his underwear, too!\par
\tab Then she landed a hard smack to his now bare ass.\par
\tab\ldblquote Whoa!\rdblquote  said Lonnie.\par
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck!?\rdblquote  piped Lisa.\par
\tab Fred was taken down across his mother\rquote s lap and she unceremoniously began smacking his bare ass.  Over and over and over and over until the flesh was a brilliant red.\par
\tab\ldblquote Goddamn!\rdblquote  breathed Lonnie.\par
\tab\ldblquote No shit.\rdblquote  said Lisa.\par
\tab Ginger stood her son up and took his penis\emdash which was semi hard\emdash and \ldblquote flicked\rdblquote  the head of it!  She did!  (earlier and she had walked in on her son whacking off and this was punishment.)\par
\tab The boy whimpered, stamped his feet, and rubbed his beaten ass.\par
\tab Ginger rubbed the boy\rquote s beaten ass, too.  Then she stood up and removed her off-white blouse.  There was no bra.  The staring kids at the window couldn\rquote t believe their eyes.  Down came the tight black knit skirt and matching black panties.  Then she laid out across the boy\rquote s bed.  Parting her legs she began fingering her hairless poon.\par
\tab\ldblquote No fucking way!\rdblquote  Lisa exclaimed.\par
\tab Lonnie couldn\rquote t believe what he was seeing.  Harold licking out Jenny\rquote s pussy was one thing\emdash this shit was beyond that.  Fred \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on his mother\rquote s hairless cunt and began an earnest bout of lashing.  His mother twisted on the bed, banged his legs against her son\rquote s head, and her cries of delight could be heard thru the walls.\par
\tab Fred mounted her moments later.  From their vantage point Lonnie and Lisa could see Fred\rquote s schlong going into his mother.  The pumping began and it took only three to four minutes before he came.  His ass remained brilliantly red.  He sat up (with his dick still in his mother\rquote s cunt) and pumped a little more before pulling out.  He then humped the gash that had given him birth before moving up to straddle her chest (and give her a titty fuck.)\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s getting late,\rdblquote  Lisa said, \ldblquote I gotta get home.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lonnie walked Lisa home\emdash and as soon as she got in the door her father pointed out the time to the girl saying \ldblquote You\rquote re late!\rdblquote  and somewhat roughly sent her to her room.\par
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Cumboree!\par
\tab We\rquote ll be back to Evil and Geeman shortly, but first!\par
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\tab Lonnie had other friends other than Lisa, Rex Pieorchard was one.  He was mischievous and got into LOTS of trouble\emdash with his folks and the law.  Dirty blond hair that was never combed and (seldom washed.)  He was good natured\emdash sort of; was an explorer, had his BB gun taken from him many-many times (and was beaten with it, too!)\par
\tab One evening,\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey, let\rquote s go fuck with the goody-two-shoes!\rdblquote  the boy scouts.\par
\tab Having nothing better to do Lonnie was a go.  He needed the distraction\emdash fucking with Lisa was good and all but his dick was getting kind of worn out.  The two friends struck off to where the boy scouts were camping having some sort of outing.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote ll we do to them this time?\rdblquote  Lonnie asked along their way.\par
\tab Last time and they set fire to their tents; besieged them with fire ants, and then tossed a beehive into their camp.  What could top that?\par
\tab\ldblquote I dunno,\rdblquote  said Rex, \ldblquote I\rquote ll think of something.\rdblquote\par
\tab They were not prepared for what they saw when coming up onto the scouts.\par
\tab Upon their arrival\emdash festivities were already in progress.  Just how many scouts there was wasn\rquote t known\emdash neither Lonnie or Rex counted them.  Suffice it to say there were \ldblquote several\rdblquote  young scouters; from ten years to thirteen\emdash and about a dozen (or so.)  Plus the Scout Master.  Some of the boys Lonnie and Rex knew; the Scout Master they had seen but didn\rquote t think he was a resident of their town.\par
\tab The campsite was quite aways from town\emdash of which concerned Lonnie as he would be late super late getting home.  For certain a scolding and depending on the lateness of the hour\emdash a possible ass whipping.  An ass whipping from Lisa was one thing\emdash and a good thing.  An ass whipping from his dad was something else\emdash not to be looked forward to.\par
\tab Anyways,\par
\tab The boys were naked.\par
\tab They had just shucked their clothes\emdash and the Scout Master?  He was naked, too.  One boy, about ten, came up to the sitting Master and was laid across the naked man\rquote s knees.  There was a good campfire in a rocked campfire pit; tents were set up, and the hour\emdash it was late.\par
\tab The Scout Master caressed the boy\rquote s ass; the other boys were encircled about the about the campfire\emdash masturbating.  Onlookers just outside the camp Lonnie and Rex sat in dumbfoundment.\par
\tab After a moment or two of caressing the boy\rquote s bare ass\emdash\par
\tab SMACK!\par
\tab The boy jolted.  He had very blond hair, very naturally curly, brilliant blue eyes, and soon\emdash a brilliant red ass!  He looked almost kinda sorta\emdash frail.  He also needed to be out in the sun more\emdash naked.  The Master Scout swatted the boy\rquote s ass twice more\emdash and the only reaction from the naked ten year old was \ldblquote jolting.\rdblquote\par
\tab After that boy got his ass beaten he was stood up, turned and had his reddened ass caressed.  The next boy in line took his place across the Master\rquote s lap.  He was about twelve.  And as his was slapped/spanked\emdash he sucked on the cock of the first boy!\par
\tab Awesome!\par
\tab After the second boy got his ass swatted (and how!) HE stood up and took position of the first boy.  Then the next lad came to lay across the Master of Scouts lap and thusly be swatted (and how!) as well as suck the second boy\rquote s dick.   When the last boy had gotten his ass beat (and mouth full of cock) the Master of Scouts stood up and shuttled his pants and undies to his ankles.  His cock was \ldblquote masterfully\rdblquote  hard\emdash and each boy took a turn sucking it.\par
\tab There\rquote s more!\par
\tab After the last boy got his fill of the Master\rquote s cock\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote I bet he\rquote s gonna boink \lquote em up the ass!\rdblquote  whispered Rex.\par
\tab Safe bet.\par
\tab After the last boy, who was the first boy to get his ass smacked (and then subsequently sucked) he was turned around and placed in prime position \ldblquote on all fours.\rdblquote   Then his ass was once more smacked before his Master\rquote s cock came sailing to also smack the bare ass.\par
\tab Then\emdash\par
\tab\lquote up the ass.\rquote\par
\tab The Master, a man in his fifties, ceremoniously guided his cock into the young lad\rquote s hole.  Rex seemed enthused\emdash he pulled his own cock out and began circle jerking.  Lonnie kinda sorta wanted to do same but felt odd about it so he didn\rquote t.\par
\tab Then it was the scouts\rquote  turn\emdash\lquote up the ass.\rquote\par
\tab Each boy once more laid across the Master\rquote s lap; then, the boy behind got on his knees and firstly gave that boy a rim job!  He did!  And that was followed by \lquote up the ass.\rquote   The strapping young lad nicely penetrated the boy laying down and righteously sodomized him.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sonofabitch!\rdblquote  breathed a stunned Lonnie.\par
\tab\ldblquote No shit!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Never seen any shit like that!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Kinda makes ya wanna join up, huh?\rdblquote\par
\tab Lonnie gave his odd friend a long hard look.\par
\tab Rex giggled\emdash and continued to hammer his schlong.\par
\tab As each boy ass mastered the one laying down\emdash he got his own ass mastered\emdash by hard smacking.  Lonnie finally pulled his meat stick out and began hand humping.  He thought of Lisa, though\emdash not the scouts.\par
\tab\ldblquote Nice.\rdblquote  said Rex.\par
\tab\ldblquote Huh?\rdblquote  Lonnie said not knowing.\par
\tab\ldblquote Your dick, \lquote nice.\rquote\rdblquote\par
\tab Lonnie once more stared at his \ldblquote odd\rdblquote  friend.\par
\tab\ldblquote I-I guess so.\rdblquote  he stammered.\par
\tab Rex giggled and returned his attention to the scouts.\par
\tab After much cornholing, ball washing, and spanking, the scouts (and their Master) retired for the night.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m gonna get it for sure!\rdblquote  bitched Lonnie.  \ldblquote Wont your old man be pissed at you coming in so late?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Nah, he\rquote ll be laid out too drunk to know.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote Wish my \ldblquote old man\rdblquote  would drink like that.\rquote  Lonnie fretted about coming in so late\emdash his dad would be pissed.\par
\tab Along the way\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote You ever do that stuff they were doing?\rdblquote  Rex asked offhandedly.\par
\tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote  Lonnie replied\emdash still fretting.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ever want to?\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote What the fu\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t mean nuttin\rquote  by it,\rdblquote  Rex said, \ldblquote just wonderin\rquote .\rdblquote\par
\tab Lonnie nodded.  Then he began to think.  Then, \lquote DUDE!  Fucker wants me to suck his dick!\rquote  that was soooo not gonna happen.  Maybe.  On reflection\emdash Lonnie WAS kinda curious about cocksucking.  But mostly that curiosity had been settled by Lisa\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote You wanna\emdash suck MY dick?\rdblquote  Lonnie asked sheepishly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ok,\rdblquote  Rex returned (quickly) \ldblquote and you\rquote ll do me?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote  Lonnie said\emdash but not as quickly.\par
\tab It was dark\emdash damn dark.  And late\emdash damn late.  Regardless, at the end of Long Meadow was something of a marsh\emdash lots of cattails and assorted shrubs, an old canoe, lots of noisy nighttime critters that croaked, squeaked, and buzzed.  There was just enough nighttime ambient light to see.  The boys got naked and playfully flopped their dongs about before Rex dropped to his knees.\par
\tab He was all giggles but seemingly (expertly) took his friend\rquote s not-so-erect cock and masturbated it.  Try-try-try as he might\emdash Lonnie couldn\rquote t get an hard-on.  He thought of Lisa but still didn\rquote t help.  \par
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\pard\tab Lonnie felt sudden unique feelings as Rex pressed his lips over his bulbous tip.  His cock DID swell and just as proficiently as Lisa Rex sucked the cock in and began bobbing his head back and forth.\par
\tab All thoughts in Lonnie\rquote s mind vanished.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t cum\emdash not even close, but the suck job was pretty good.\par
\tab\ldblquote My turn!\rdblquote  said a gleeful Rex.\par
\tab\lquote Shit.\rquote\par
\tab He had never sucked a cock and never even thought of doing so, but\emdash\par
\tab Closing his eyes helped\emdash some.  His first notion of what a dick in his mouth tasted like was string cheese.  Lonnie liked string cheese.  But cock was cock\emdash not string mozzarella cheese.  He went over the head of the cock and then down the shaft.  Up and down\emdash up and down\emdash up and down.  And just as the gag reflex began to kick in\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote OUCH!\rdblquote  Rex was bitten by a mosquito.\par
\tab Then Lonnie was bitten.\par
\tab Then Rex\emdash then Lonnie.\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck it\emdash outta here!\rdblquote  said Rex.\par
\tab The boys swam across the marsh\emdash it was cold (and deep) then headed for home.  Neither spoke much about the cocksucking deed.  At the point where they had to split to go to their separate homes\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote What about up the ass?\rdblquote  Rex asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Tomorrow.\rdblquote  Returned Lonnie.\par
\tab Rex giggled and disappeared into the night.\par
\tab Lonnie shuffled home\emdash it was almost eleven o\rquote clock.\par
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\tab Rex would not get the chance to fuck and be fucked by Lonnie.  Lonnie\rquote s dad was waiting for him when Lonnie came slipping in the backdoor.  Roughly the construction worker grabbed his son dragging him to his room where he bellowed\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Get \lquote em off!\rdblquote\par
\tab Lonnie, crying, sniveling, and begging, pushed his pants down.\par
\tab\ldblquote Gettin\rquote  tired of you waltzing in whenever the fuck you think you can!\rdblquote  and he produced a 2-inch wide belt.\par
\tab\ldblquote Dad!  NO!\rdblquote  Lonnie begged as he sought to hide at his bed.\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t you fuckin\rquote  tell me no!\rdblquote  and he smacked the belt outward.\par
\tab Lonnie cowered at the side of his bed; his dad grabbed him beating him mercilessly with the belt.  Lonnie screamed as the reign of blows stung his skin.\par
\tab\ldblquote SON-OF-A-BITCH!\rdblquote  yelled Lonnie\emdash which only infuriated his Southern Baptist father.  Roughly very roughly and was Lonnie thrown against his bed and the belting lashed his backside, bare ass, and legs.\par
\tab Lonnie screamed, choked, and did all he could to wrestle from the beating.\par
\tab The pissed off daddy wrestled with his son turning him over onto his backside and lifting his legs so as he could belt him that way.  Lonnie furiously fought back kicking his dad in the face.\par
\tab\ldblquote You sorry ass sonofabitch!\rdblquote  yelled his infuriated dad.  The belting rained down even more so.  Lonnie\rquote s pants and undies were bunched up at his ankles; he didn\rquote t mean so but he did kick out to his dad just to try and stop the beating.  His dad was enraged and blinded so\emdash he grabbed his son and thoroughly whipped him.\par
\tab At length, Lonnie fell to the floor.\par
\tab Lonnie\rquote s dad kicked him, \ldblquote Get up!\rdblquote  he demanded.\par
\tab Lonnie didn\rquote t move.\par
\tab\ldblquote GET UP!\rdblquote  said the dad snapping the belt clenched tightly in his fist.\par
\tab Lonnie didn\rquote t move.\par
\tab Donnie nudged his lifeless son.\par
\tab\ldblquote Boy,\rdblquote  he said, \ldblquote you best get a movin\rquote !\rdblquote\par
\tab Lonnie didn\rquote t move.\par
\tab\ldblquote Boy?\rdblquote\par
\tab Lonnie didn\rquote t respond.\par
\tab\ldblquote You best get yer fuckin\rquote  ass to bed!\rdblquote  and the man stomped off to the bathroom\emdash the kitchen where he got a beer and sat down at the table therein to drink it.  After consuming the alcoholic nourishment he returned to his son\rquote s room finding his son unresponsive to his commands.\par
\tab\ldblquote Lonnie,\rdblquote  he said with a more calmer voice, \ldblquote stand up, son.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lonnie didn\rquote t move.  And never would again.\par
\tab Donnie reported the following day that his son had runaway\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Probably with that \ldblquote whore\rdblquote  girlfriend of his.\rdblquote   Lisa.\par
\tab Lisa took offense (but kept it to herself.)  Until, that is, hooking up with Rex.\par
\tab Days later, armed with some eggs; some good\emdash some not so, they egged the man\rquote s house and set a bag of dog doo on fire on the man\rquote s doorstep.  Rex and Lisa then went on to become \ldblquote boyfriend/girlfriend.\rdblquote\par
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The Story of a Ghost\par
\tab Well, it finally happened\emdash I went out on a blind date.\par
\tab Result?  Kind of enchanting\emdash in a weird tectonic sort of way suffice it to say that there isn\rquote t enough Guinness to make her a Two.  I\rquote ve never been drunk enough to fuck a One and I don\rquote t want to say she was Ugly\emdash but she obviously fell out of the Ugly Tree\emdash and hit every branch on the way down.  (and hit the Ugly Rocks and Ugly Roots, too!)\par
\tab However, she was a hoot.\par
\tab A Short Person (like myself) she was brash, rude, unclass, and hovered around 4\rquote 5\rdblquote  (1.3 meters).  She reminded me of someone who had gone headlong into a mule\rquote s butt.  There was also a weird resemblance to my mother in-law!  (God rest her merry soul!)  We had been set up by a mutual friend.  Upon our first meeting\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote I smoke!\rdblquote  she announced passionately.\par
\tab\ldblquote I drink!\rdblquote  I returned vehementaly.\par
\tab So far so good.\par
\tab We met at a pub in a hotel here in Camden\emdash she was brash, guff, and looked like something the cat dragged in, the dog ate (and crapped out!)  But there was some strange rapport that we had.  She smoked cigars\emdash big ones!  A pint of Guinness was just an appetizer for her.  There was potential there!\par
\tab While having some shrimp cocktail she told some of the best dirty jokes I had ever heard.  She also had some odd wit, snappin\rquote  pussy, and an interesting slant outlook on life itself.\par
\tab\ldblquote The problem with the gene pool is\emdash there\rquote s no lifeguard!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Eagles may soar\emdash but weasels don\rquote t get sucked into airplane engines!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote If you want a big rainbow\emdash you have to put up with a little rain.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Ninety-nine percent of lawyers give the rest a bad name.\rdblquote\par
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\tab Snappin\rquote  pussy\emdash just \lquote cause we Little People are short in stature don\rquote t mean we got the short end of the sex.  Harmony was indeed crass, brash, rude, sailor mouth, and truly uncouth.  But along with her bad mannerisms she had some charm; her eyes had a twinkle that drew me in.  A curious laugh about her, too; a chuckle that was akin to her spitting on life.\par
\tab After drinks and much ado about socializing,\par
\tab\ldblquote You want come to my place?\rdblquote  she asked, \ldblquote I\rquote ve got some rot gut that\rquote ll cook yer nuts!\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote Blimey!\rquote\par
\tab She puffed on her cigar and awaited my reply.\par
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\pard\tab The whiskey was a Highland (Scottish) whiskey that not only cooked me nuts but boiled and seared them, too!  (curled the crinkly hairs of me pubes and virtually all but sealed up me arse hole!)\par
\tab I wanted to say \ldblquote Smooooth!\rdblquote  after sipping the offering but it came out as \ldblquote HOLY FUCKING DRAGON SHIT!\rdblquote  instead.  Harmony chuckled and slammed down her drink with only the smile on her lips as acknowledgement.  In her defense she had been drinking the stuff for a long-long-long time.  Long time.  Me hat\rquote s off to ye Highlanders.\par
\tab Now, as fer me and my John Thomas\emdash\par
\tab I\rquote m one of the Little Folk coming in at 4\rquote 5\rdblquote  for me American friends.  So in the realm of big dicks\emdash my Little Fellow cums up short.  About the size of a tampon.  But it works!\par
\tab And in Harmony\rquote s pussy\emdash wow!\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t take it up the ass!\rdblquote  she said flatly and firmly.\par
\tab She did, however, suck.\par
\tab Her sucking was just an appetizer\emdash and she was capable of not only slurping on me wang but engulfing, too\emdash me nuggets!  She was amazing!  Nice long flowing blondish hair\emdash which turned out to be a wig.  She had hardly hair one on her noggin!  But with the Highland whiskey flowing in me veins I didn\rquote t care.\par
\tab And as I stated earlier\emdash there wasn\rquote t enough Guinness to make her a Two; but there WAS enough Highland to bolster her to a Four!  She managed to smile and playfully pin me to the bed and mount me.  As she settled down upon me rod I had heart stopping visions of me just recently departed mother in-law!\par
\tab Thankfully, Harmony\rquote s pumping on me disrupted that image and the fucking began.  With nimble finesse and did Harmony\rquote s cunt swallow me pud.  Being a man I tried to take hold of the situation.  But Harmony\rquote s pussy disallowed that and SQUEEZED the near life out of me schlong.  It was invigorating!  She had this nifty way of arching her body very nearly slurping in me nuggets!  Her pussy was not unlike that of a snake devouring its prey.  Try-try-try as I might I could not keep my eyes from fluttering.  I made some noises, too.\par
\tab I suppose that was one way for a gal like Harmony so unpleasant to look at in the sunlight/moonlight, and would make Ray Charles flinch, was to get her lover drunk!  And in my case, not so pleasant to look upon myself, drinking helps!\par
\tab We took a bath together; she smoked another big cigar and I swigged down more Highland.  Afterwards, we did the nasty on the bathroom floor.  Then we paraded about the flat buck naked drinking, smoking, farting, and fucking.  We slept on the sofa.\par
\tab A few hours later, after more lovemaking, drinking and smoking, she shared with me this nifty little story\emdash and now I share it with you.\par
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\pard Large Marge\par
\tab At a large manufacturing plant just outside London, a very large woman worked on a shuffling jig\emdash whereas product zooming by her on a 61 centimeter wide rubber belt was transferred to another belt zooming along in a different directions.  She was good at her job and had been doing so for years.\par
\tab At length came along a younger woman who took umbrance at Marge\rquote s \ldblquote way of doing things.\rdblquote  And the the way Marge did things was\emdash messy.  Sometimes the product whizzing by Marge was not delicately transferred to the adjoining belt and it was up to the Upstart to straighten out said product.\par
\tab The Upstart made waves and complained to the foreman, Weasel.\par
\tab Weasel knew of Marge\rquote s \ldblquote untidy\rdblquote  ways and had tolerated the abuse for quite some time and was willing to put up with it (so long as no one complained.)  Well, someone complained.  Upstart.  Foreman Weasel placed Marge in another area of the plant, up higher (where he knew she was afraid of heights.)  Upstart replaced Marge where she had occupied that space ten years.\par
\tab Marge became depressed and her fellow workers gave Upstart the cold shoulder.  Marge considered quitting but the Human Resources agent, Kunt, talked her out of it and confronted Weasel who agreed to put Marge back on the main line.\par
\tab But before that could happen\emdash Marge fell off the upper loft platform plummeting to the floor 7.5 meters below.  Upstart and Marge\rquote s co-workers were heartbroken.  Upstart was sent to work the spot where Marge had been.  She didn\rquote t like it but decided she had made enough \ldblquote waves.\rdblquote\par
\tab Then, some time thereafter and the lights of the factory began \ldblquote flickering.\rdblquote\par
\tab There was no reason electricians could find; all breakers and wiring were replaced\emdash at great expense to the company.  And yet the lights continued to flicker\emdash turn off and remain so while the electrical crew frantically sought to get them back on.  Meanwhile, up on the upper loft, Upstart sat in the dark\emdash alone.  There, in the darkness, without air conditioning, all sorts of noises came to be\emdash the rafters creaked all the time and was hardly noticeable by other factory workers.  But in the silence, in the dark, those noises seemed diabolical.\par
\tab Doors, too, became \ldblquote stuck.\rdblquote\par
\tab Belts sped up.  Products on the speeding belts \ldblquote suddenly\rdblquote  flew off creating quite a mess.  Work stoppages on the line became commonplace\emdash so much so that management became concerned and royally got onto Weasel.  \ldblquote Fix it or your fired!\rdblquote\par
\tab The final straw was one where Upstart was sitting up in the loft mindlessly doing her work sorting products as they whizzed by when just above her some two meters was a water trough used to cool hot products in an adjacent warehouse.\par
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\pard\tab Never in the forty years of production had there been a problem with the water trough\emdash until that day.  Suddenly the metal straps holding the trough \ldblquote snapped\rdblquote  and a trough section split at the seam dumping its water onto Upstart!\par
\tab She nearly fell.\par
\tab After the trough had been repaired (and Upstart abruptly quit), Weasel apologized\emdash to Large Marge\rquote s ghost.  On his knees, after hours, he begged and pleaded, wept, and sincerely apologized.\par
\tab The lights in the darkened factory \ldblquote suddenly\rdblquote  came to life and the only belt sprang to life, too.  The belt where Marge had sat doing her work for ten years.  Then the lights dimmed and the belt stopped.  Weasel knew that his apology had been accepted and the shenanigans would stop.  Probably.\par
\tab And they did\emdash the shenanigans.  But every now and then, years after the factory closed for good, the lights over the position where Marge sat for all those years would flicker to life\emdash although there was no power to the factory!\par
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A little Irish Logic\par
\tab A married Irishman went into the confessional and said to his priest,\par
\tab\ldblquote I almost had an affair with another woman.\rdblquote  \~\line\tab The priest said, \ldblquote What do you mean, almost?\rdblquote  \line\~\tab The Irishman said, \ldblquote Well, we got undressed and rubbed together, but then I stopped.\rdblquote  \line\~\tab The priest said, \ldblquote Rubbing together is the same as putting it in. You're not to see that woman again. For your penance, say five Hail Mary\rquote s and put $50 in the poor box.\rdblquote  \line\~\tab The Irishman left the confessional, said his prayers, and then walked over to the poor box. \line\tab He paused for a moment and then started to leave. \line\tab The priest, who was watching, quickly ran over to him saying, \par
\tab\ldblquote I saw that. You didn't put any money in the poor box!' \line\tab The Irishman replied, \par
\tab\ldblquote Aye, but I rubbed the $50 on the box, and according to you, that's the same as putting it in!\rdblquote\par
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\tab It\rquote s come to me to know that most common folk fully believe that professional wrestling is real and the moon landing was faked!\par
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\tab You know, no matter rich you are, you still go in the hole in the end.\par
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\tab She was cute.  Nice small \ldblquote apple\rdblquote  sized titties, a bit of body form, and a strong \ldblquote possible.\rdblquote   She also met his age criteria (although not set in stone).  Honey golden hair, a \ldblquote swish\rdblquote  to her gait as she passed listlessly back and forth in front of Ed\rquote s Convenient Store alongside a major freeway artery dissecting the state.  It was a remote setting being in amongst a large agricultural landscape.  Old warehouses (some in use and some abandoned) dotted the landscape, roadside fruit stands lined the off-shoot roads and Arthur Guiltmesh was captivated by the misplaced girl pacing the store.\par
\tab It was late afternoon with field workers milling about Ed\rquote s.  A barbeque was off to one side; the store was up on a small hill oddly; lots and lots of old old cypress and misplaced elderberry trees were all about along with a pine tree here and a eucalyptus tree there.\par
\tab Residential neighborhoods were further along the bypass road; even older than the trees!  Roughneck neighborhoods, poor, piss poor, dirt poor; shacks and hotels turned into apartments, junkyards, recycling plants, cement plants, and small-small down home poor towns spanning both sides of the four-lane highway.\par
\tab The lone girl was way-way out of her territory.  She belonged much further up the highway just beyond the piss poor neighborhood areas but by no means \ldblquote well off.\rdblquote   She attended a private school, Catholic to be exact.  The girl (and the school) were in amongst the agricultural area, too, but in a slightly better off landscape.\par
\tab How she wound up at Ed\rquote s wasn\rquote t known.\par
\tab Arthur didn\rquote t care.\par
\tab He waited.  His stomach growled; he had initially pulled off the highway to grab a bite to eat then be on his way to his \ldblquote out of town\rdblquote  business meeting.  He wasn\rquote t going to make it.  Priorities!\par
\tab His balls surged, his cock hardened, his fingers nervously tapped the hidden metal case containing the illegal-to-possess Mind Altering Device (electronic).  It would be only the second time he had used it.  He waited.  And waited.  The Subject moved nervously back and forth in front of the crumbling puke yellow stucco building.  The air was scented with fragrant wildflowers, honeysuckle, and manure (from the nearby manure manufacturing plant across the street.)  Barbeque also scented the air (along with beer and cigarette smoke.)\par
\tab Arthur sighed.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t think the girl was a ruse, a set-up (as was now the common ploy of the day to nab those using those Mind Altering Devices that were illegal to possess.)  He betted that she was a virgin.  \par
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\pard\tab Guessing her age to be about thirteen he moaned and wondered what kind of panties she had on.  He regretted where he had parked his SUV; too close to the front of the store\emdash but there were no security cameras outside.  Only inside at the beer cooler and cash register.  Knowing that he didn\rquote t have a full comprehension of the workings of the EMAD he waited.\par
\tab But \ldblquote waiting\rdblquote  wasn\rquote t something he was good at.\par
\tab Slowly he moved the family vehicle to the other side of the store opposite the barbeque area where all the workers were milling about.  The girl subject was on the pay phone but there was apparently some sort of problem with the pay phone\emdash it didn\rquote t work right.\par
\tab\lquote Come to the truck.\rquote\par
\tab To say the least and was Arthur nervous.\par
\tab What all the flicker lights and wavering needles on the indicators on the EMAD indicated meant he didn\rquote t rightly know but with the small diode light \ldblquote green\rdblquote  he guesstimated that he had Device-to-Mind contact.\par
\tab Minutes later and he was tooling down the agricultural rural road heading towards back country.  The Subject sat in the front passenger seat with her hair blowing in the air conditioning air.  All the lights on his Minding gizmo remained a solid \ldblquote green.\rdblquote   That was good.\par
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\tab Miles away from \ldblquote Ed\rquote s\rdblquote  and the highway and Arthur found a pleasant spot enough to enact his deviltry.  The girl made no signs of acknowledgement of her predicament.  Not even when\emdash\par
\tab\lquote Raise your legs.\rquote\par
\tab Scooted with her butt to the edge of the seat the girl leaned her shoulders back into her seat; then, her legs raised back allowing Arthur to take a gander at her betwixt her legs.  She wore basic white panties.  No movements did she make as Arthur smoothed his fingers all about the crotch area\emdash no movements whatsoever as he slipped his fingers inside the hem.\par
\tab More earnest fingering of the girl\rquote s quim was made finally getting some reaction from the girl.  Nothing adverse, though.  Arthur continued to the point whereas he moved \ldblquote Natalie\rdblquote  into the midsection of the SUV.  There the seat was put down and the naughty business began.\par
\tab Rolling her panties off and Arthur was enthralled.  His heart beat harder with the anticipation.  Lifting her legs he gawked at her nakedness; her pussy and asshole all one.  So nice!  Just a light covering of peach fuzz!  He was salivating!\par
\tab And soon he was naked.  Natalie\rquote s clothing lay off to one side and he feasted on her thirteen year old titties.  So nice!  His cock ached.  She was a virgin.  Was.  Expertly and did Arthur guide his cock up and down her groove slowly pressing it into the slit.\par
\tab Natalie made a yelp as her hymen was breeched.\par
\tab Arthur cooed to her and drove his manly prick into her sex feeling increasing feelings seldom felt before.  Slowly he moved in (and out) fondling the girl\rquote s breasts, tweaking her nipples and feeling a \ldblquote want\rdblquote  that was quickly overwhelming him exponentially.\par
\tab As he put it to Natalie\emdash he didn\rquote t overly think of the sweet thirteen year old but of his own daughter, Kellie.  She was twelve and the day was cumming.  He was already disciplining her\emdash harshly, by spanking her bare hand to bare ass followed up by good ole fashioned sodomy.\par
\tab But in her pussy was where he wanted to go.\par
\tab In her mouth, between her titties, all over her face, too.\par
\tab The torrid thoughts of lust against his daughter gave great cause for his cock to explode tenfold into Natalie\rquote s broken-in cunt.  Arthur pumped furiously getting the girl to grunt and shriek.  The girl\rquote s \ldblquote awareness\rdblquote  was rising.  Too late.  And the girl\rquote s ranting only excited Arthur; he pumped harder, faster, furiously until he had to pull out.  On doing so he slapped his meat stick against Natalie\rquote s cunt.  Using her own panties he wiped his cock clean and then her soiled pussy.  The garment then was tossed out the window.\par
\tab Sweating profusely, panting, Arthur\rquote s enthusiasm for his misdoing went on; hooking Natalie\rquote s ankles together he hauled her legs up and then began spanking her.  A rain of wallops pelted the teen\rquote s tender ass and her awareness level increased.  Too traumatized, though, was Natalie that she couldn\rquote t properly fight back.  Her mind too inundated with confusing images that she was powerless.  Arthur turned her lily white ass a brilliant bright red.  Then, with her legs up along his semi tan chiseled chest, her ass angled just so\emdash Arthur entered her equally virginal asshole.\par
\tab What \lquote ho!  His cock bent and was not quite capable of penetration.\par
\tab So he fingered it.  One finger ALL THE WAY IN followed by squeezing in another and rotating the fingers in the girl\rquote s anus until he thought of the emergency tool set under the seat.  Retrieving said set and he selected the screwdriver with the large grooved plastic head.\par
\tab Natalie hadn\rquote t made much fuss about being \ldblquote fingered.\rdblquote   She did so when the foreign object went cramming its way into her hole.  The fussing the girl made only incited Arthur to wail on her ass some more.  It didn\rquote t help the fussy girl to settle down, though.\par
\tab The screwdriver helped, however, pave the way for Arthur\rquote s cock and with a devilish lust he penetrated Natalie\rquote s backdoor and thoroughly sodomized her.  Natalie grunted as she was buggered.  Arthur sweated and continued to think of his daughter, Kellie. \par
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\pard Home time\par
\tab For lying\emdash a spanking.\par
\tab For lying about a lie\emdash a spanking.\par
\tab Bad report card\emdash a spanking.\par
\tab Breaking a window, breaking curfew\emdash a spanking.\par
\tab Fighting\emdash a spanking.\par
\tab Back talking\emdash a spanking.\par
\tab All spankings were with a belt to a bare ass.\par
\tab Arthur\rquote s maniacal dad usually stopped just short of drawing blood to his son\rquote s ass.  He got belted to the back of his bare legs, too.  When Arthur\rquote s dad died when Arthur was nigh but fifteen years young\emdash Arthur lingered after the graveside services and when no one was in eyesight\emdash dropped his pants and crapped on the gravesite.\par
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\tab Twelve year old daughter, Kellie, was usually a good girl\emdash but she had a habit of getting into mischief.  Hanging with girls who were predominantly inclined to \ldblquote get into mischief\rdblquote , being in one place where she was supposed to be somewhere else\emdash and lying about it, an occasional bad report card, fibbing, and rough housing with her siblings.  All resulted in her pressed against her bed, pants (and panties) down and daddy Arthur wailing on her bare ass with his bare hand.\par
\tab  It was a thrill.  Smacking bare skin enthralled him.\par
\tab And after turning his daughter\rquote s ass bright red\emdash he fucked it.  Yep, he did.\par
\tab With Kellie pressed against her bed, her ass on fire, dear daddy carefully eased his daddy dong into her asshole.  In the beginning, when she was a bit younger, Arthur greased up his cock with anal lube.  As his daughter\rquote s asshole got used to the repeated intrusions the lube was no longer necessary.\par
\tab Then one day, after spanking Kellie\rquote s bare ass for getting into a fight with her siblings, the pre-teen turned about\emdash kinda awkward with her pants and panties at her ankles.  Daddy Arthur got a cunt view of his daughter\rquote s cunt.  His eyes feasted and he began to salivate.  Kellie kick free her pants and panties and scooted up onto her bed, spreading her legs.\par
\tab Their eyes locked.\par
\tab Arthur still viewed his daughter\rquote s cunt.  It was fuckable.  Oh so fuckable!\par
\tab So he did.\par
\tab Shucking his pants he stood with an amazing erection\emdash one that got Kellie to feast on.  Only sometimes did she saw her daddy\rquote s dong; usually glimpses.  This was more than a glimpse.  It was seven inches, thick, long, hot, and pulsing with father/daughter love.\par
\tab Kellie fingered her pussy, clenched in anticipation and seemed willing to allow her daddy to fuck her.\par
\tab\ldblquote You have to suck it, first.\rdblquote  Arthur cooed to her.\par
\tab This shocked Kellie.  Sure, she knew what a blowjob was and knew some girls who sucked off their boyfriends.  But her daddy was a boyfriend.  Batting her pretty brown eyes she slid off her bed and to her knees.  Mere inches separated her from her daddy\rquote s bone.  She was schooled on the act of wrapping her fingers about the prong, squeezing the base, cupping the balls, and then introducing herself to his cock.\par
\tab\ldblquote Kiss the head.\rdblquote  and \ldblquote Flick your tongue to the piss slit.\rdblquote   as well as \ldblquote Roll your tongue around the crown.\rdblquote  followed by the follow-up of \ldblquote down the shaft.\rdblquote\par
\tab Kellie made some disparaging faces as she performed the introductory lessons on pre-suck and then sucking.  But she managed not to gag (or throw up) and preformed the blowjob to her daddy\rquote s liking.  Afterwards, and Kellie was back up on her bed, shirt and bra off now, Arthur \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on her preforming orally on her.\par
\tab The girl squealed with delight; it tickled her and made her giddy.  She was embarrassed and of course knew it was not normal or natural for her daddy to lick her out like he was doing.  Of course, for her to willing strip for him AND suck his dick was also \ldblquote not normal.\rdblquote\par
\tab As soon as his cock was in her sex he felt the stirrings of explosions.\par
\tab Although he was supposed to be in control\emdash he was not.  His cock was thrusting hard erupting continuous feelings ten-fold in the sensory world.  Was it the fact that the girl he was boning and deriving those ultra sensory feelings was a mere girl, not even a teenager?  Or the fact that it was his daughter?  A little from column A and some from the other realm of debauchery.\par
\tab It didn\rquote t dawn on him until much time later that Kellie wasn\rquote t so virginal when he put his tool in her.  All that mattered was his cock reeling in the tumultuous feelings of sexual wow.  It was a two-fold event\emdash being a young girl and his daughter all one.\par
\tab When the deed was done he sat back on the floor watching his cum ooze out of his daughter\rquote s pussy.  His mind was lambasted with thoughts confusing elements; sea waves crashing on a remote beach; the sound of a light breeze thru the boughs of tall pine trees; the swaying of tall grasses in a field.  Somewhat tranquil; but there, too, were sensory images invoking \ldblquote smells\rdblquote ; like when he was a boy walking along a trail from his home to the nearby creek to cool off during the summer.  From his home, it was a good little walk, the trail that ran a few yards from a two-lane country road, passed by a pig sty.  A huge pig sty for a huge pig that resided therein.\par
\tab Rome the pig.\par
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\pard\tab Actually, the pig was a hog.  A big one.  He was usually covered in mud but his colours were splotchy black on a pinkish background.  He had one huge tusk and one huge broken tusk.  And often, strangely, he \ldblquote sat\rdblquote  like a loafing human inside a ramshackled pen; there was questionable wood slats and such making up the pig sty; a trough for water and one for slop; then the shelter for where Rome slept.  But in an outside corner there was another shelter, smaller.  Rome liked to \ldblquote sit\rdblquote  there like a lazy human grunting, farting, and eyeing all who passed by.\par
\tab Tall swaying grasses lined the outer area; along with bits of trash and clumps of foodstuffs often chucked at the disagreeable hog.  Other kids, usually teens, threw foodstuffs at the lumbering oafish hulk.  They teased him and Arthur felt sorry for him.\par
\tab\ldblquote DON\rquote T GET CLOSE!\rdblquote  warned Farmer Kang; he was an Asian fellow who owned the grunting/farting hog.\par
\tab Arthur\rquote s dad upon catching his unwary son leaning against the wood slats beat the boy right then and there\emdash stirring up the hog.  Arthur\rquote s dad dragged his son home where in his bedroom he got the devil beat out of him and warned repeatedly to stay away from the hog.\par
\tab Arthur didn\rquote t listen.  He felt that there was some rapport he had with Rome.\par
\tab Often when passing by he offered Rome some apples, carrots, raspberries, and caramel candy, peanut butter on cornbread, and bananas.  The setting of the sty, the trail, the creek, was one whereas it was stinky.  Very stinky.  And hot.  Hot and stinky.  It was the \ldblquote stink\rdblquote  that wafted thru Arthur\rquote s mind.  The smells of the sty, Rome, the mud, the shit, the very air itself.  He felt it; he could feel the heat, hear the bugs and insects in the tall sawtile grass, and \ldblquote smell\rdblquote  the odiferous ambience of the great outdoors.\par
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Insight\par
\tab With a backpack stuffed with potatoes, carrots, bananas, radishes, and a good mix of greens, peanut butter, young Arthur struck off for the creek half a mile from his home\emdash making a brief stop at Rome\rquote s sty.  The day was hot, humid, sticky and just right for splashing about a tree lined creek.\par
\tab Thing was, though, he didn\rquote t rightly remember if he ever got to the creek OR fed Rome the contents of his backpack.  He couldn\rquote t rightly remember anything after slipping out of the house and trekking across an open field.  The next thing that he DID remember was being inside a confined room.  His head hurt, his eyes were unfocused, and there was a continuing buzzing in his eyes.  Confusion reigned supreme in his mind.  It didn\rquote t get any better.\par
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\pard\tab It was a little stifling in the strange room\emdash strange \lquote cause it seemed cramped and there were no windows.  There were, however, two girls present.  They were about ten years old\emdash and naked!\par
\tab There wasn\rquote t much light (and where the light came from young Arthur had no idea.) Slinging his head to clear it one of the girls spoke up in a hurried/desperate voice,\par
\tab\ldblquote Do as he says!  Just do it!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Right, whatever he tells you to do\emdash do it!\rdblquote  said the second girl.\par
\tab\ldblquote Who?\rdblquote  asked twelve year old Arthur.  And on cue a heavy black curtain opened and there was a man coming thru.  From where he was coming from was more light and Arthur got a glimpse of a someone else.  The girls gulped and were in great fear.\par
\tab The man spoke,\par
\tab\ldblquote Take off your clothes.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote Oh shit!\rquote\par
\tab The boy looked to the girls and they were in great fear.  They both nodded their heads conveying \ldblquote You better do it.\rdblquote\par
\tab Arthur\rquote s mind slowed and came to the realization that he had been kidnapped.  How, he wasn\rquote t sure.  But the girls, they too had been kidnapped, and the other person behind the black curtain.  And there, too, was a curious smell lingering in the air.  It wasn\rquote t like the summer heat wafting the funky odors from Rome\rquote s home.  It was more unpleasant.\par
\tab Not sure what would befall him if he didn\rquote t follow thru with the man\rquote s command so he slowly stripped off his clothes.  It was embarrassing to get naked in front of a stranger\emdash not to mention the two young girls.  When he slid his underwear off he was told,\par
\tab\ldblquote Sit on your butt, spread your legs.\rdblquote  And hands to your sides.\par
\tab\lquote Shit.\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Stand up.\rdblquote  The man said to one of the girls.\par
\tab The girl, Kassie, stood up.  A nice looking girl with boobage; long straight blond hair, blue eyes, a little shape to her form, and not hair one on her pussy.  She was nervous, scared, frightened, and so much more.\par
\tab Arthur heard the words spoken from the man but couldn\rquote t make sense of them:  \ldblquote Suck his dick.\rdblquote\par
\tab Blinking his eyes he stared at the naked ten year as she knelt down onto all fours and came to put her mouth down on his dick.\par
\tab\lquote What the fu\emdash !?\rquote\par
\tab The girl \ldblquote expertly\rdblquote  gobbled on Arthur\rquote s schlong.\par
\tab The man was asking questions; like,\par
\tab\ldblquote Are you a virgin?\rdblquote   and  \ldblquote Ever suck dick?\rdblquote   \ldblquote Ever take dick up your ass?\rdblquote\par
\tab Plus, \ldblquote Do you jerk off?\rdblquote   \ldblquote Have you seen a girl naked before?\rdblquote\par
\tab Arthur was too confused and confounded to answer.  Then the man asked,\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you like getting your dick sucked?\rdblquote\par
\tab That was a no brainer.  Arthur had never had his dick sucked before; he hadn\rquote t played with it (jerked off) but had recently found the joys of humping his bed.  Of course his maniacal dad caught him and beat the hell out of (with a belt and bare hand.)\par
\tab As Kassie sucked, the other girl, Mya, laid out spreading her legs.  She began fingering herself catching Arthur\rquote s attention.  The man had directed the girl to lay out and finger herself (which she did).  The man then began caressing Kassie\rquote s ass flopping his hardened penis against her.\par
\tab Kassie began to grunt and Mya began to weep.\par
\tab Mya was a pretty girl; taller than most girls in her age group, long silky brown hair with some curls; brown eyes, small breasts, and unlike Kassie, there was a light covering of peach fuzz on her pussy.\par
\tab The man finished spanking Kassie\rquote s ass with his dick and pulled her up to a sitting position.  Arthur saw the man\rquote s penis up against the girl\rquote s sex.  The look on her face was pure petrification.  The man asked another question,\par
\tab\ldblquote You know how to eat out a girl\rquote s cunt?\rdblquote\par
\tab A girl\rquote s cunt Arthur knew was her \ldblquote pussy.\rdblquote   He wasn\rquote t that dumb or virginal.  But to \ldblquote eat out\rdblquote  a girl\rquote s cunt?  He wasn\rquote t so sure on that one.\par
\tab\ldblquote She sucked you,\rdblquote  said the man, \ldblquote go down on her,\rdblquote  indicating Mya, \ldblquote tongue her pussy\emdash inside and out.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote Sonofabitch!\rquote\par
\tab Arthur\rquote s eyes bulged and his cock\emdash well, it was in business for itself.\par
\tab As his tongue lapped all about Mya\rquote s \ldblquote cunt\rdblquote , the man smoothed his hand all about Arthur\rquote s ass.  Arthur wasn\rquote t so much into that and suddenly knew that he was probably more than likely going to get fucked up the butt.\par
\tab\lquote Sonofabitch!\rquote\par
\tab On licking out Mya\rquote s pussy\emdash it was odd.  There was a strange \ldblquote taste\rdblquote  to the deed; he tasted salt and what he guessed was pee.  He saw her asshole right there, too.  The fullness of the girl\rquote s pussy and the full realization of what a girl\rquote s pussy looked like as a whole.\par
\tab Then, after much licking and lapping,\par
\tab\ldblquote Go ahead, now, fuck her.\rdblquote\par
\tab For a moment he froze.\par
\tab\lquote Fuck?\rquote   wow.\par
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\pard\tab Not an expert\emdash unless you count bed humping \ldblquote expert\rdblquote , Arthur mounted Mya.  She parted her legs, cried a little, and helped guide Arthur\rquote s schlong into her sex.  Natural instinct took over from there and suffice it to say, humping pussy was way better than humping his bed.  Way better.\par
\tab And cumming off in a girl\rquote s pussy?  Much better, too.  He melted.  He virtually melted as his cock juice surged in Mya\rquote s pussy.  He never thought sex could be so grand!  True, he was a little na\'efve in the matters of sex and its various acts and was only learning the joy of self-pleasuring.\par
\tab\ldblquote Can you sit up?\rdblquote  the man asked.\par
\tab Arthur nodded.\par
\tab\ldblquote Then do so.\rdblquote  He wasn\rquote t gruff of mean vocally but serious in his voice.\par
\tab After sitting up (and his cock withdrawing from Mya\rquote s cunt) another blast of ejaculate exploded from his piss slit.  Arthur melted once more.  That felt soooo good!  There was a lot of sperm all over the girl\rquote s pussy and more kept expelling from Arthur\rquote s schlong.  The boy had \ldblquote expelled\rdblquote  such goo usually on his bed giving his Mom the thought that her son was pissing the bed.  That warranted his dad to beat him even more \ldblquote No twelve year old son of mine is going to be a bed wetter!\rdblquote\par
\tab The man goaded the other girl, Kassie, to perch herself onto her friend\rquote s face.  Arthur stared at this new scene\emdash Kassie, naked, sitting square on Mya\rquote s face!  Then, Kassie laid down and began playing with Arthur\rquote s cum soaked cock.\par
\tab She also began licking up the spilled spunk on Mya\rquote s cunt!\par
\tab The man patted Kassie\rquote s ass\emdash then spanked it causing the girl to yelp.\par
\tab Underneath and Mya began to weep uncontrollably.\par
\tab Arthur was frightened (along with his confusion.)\par
\tab Then, to Arthur\rquote s beleaguered eyes, Kassie began sucking his cock!\par
\tab She retched, gagged, and very nearly threw up.\par
\tab After a couple of minutes and Arthur noted the girl was moving\emdash back and forth as she continued to suck him.  Looking to the man and he was positioned behind Kassie and was bumping against her.  The girl grunted, cried, and carried on but continued to suck Arthur until he filled her mouth with more of his cum.\par
\tab The man grabbed the girl\rquote s hips and began bumping against her harder and faster.  Arthur\rquote s cock went up against Kassie\rquote s face and he thought he heard,\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck his balls!\rdblquote\par
\tab Then, although there was dismal lighting, Arthur saw the man\rquote s cock sliding into Kassie\rquote s body.  He wasn\rquote t sure what \ldblquote hole\rdblquote  he was in\emdash pussy hole or ass hole, but he was IN a hole pumping/banging fast and furious.  The girl and the one beneath wept uncontrollably.  Arthur was confused but felt the situation intense.\par
\tab The man pulled away from Kassie smacking her ass with his saucy cock.  The girl wept and was inconsolable.  The man pulled her up to him fingering her pussy kind of roughly.  He whispered,\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you want spanked?\rdblquote\par
\tab To wit the girl wailed \ldblquote NOOOOO!  Please NO!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Come here.\rdblquote  The man said to Arthur.  Slowly he complied.  There was just enough light for the boy to see\emdash to see Kassie\rquote s cum slathered asshole and a generous gob of cum drizzling out of it.  The hole was slowly closing oozing out even more cum.\par
\tab\lquote Sonofabitch!\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck her.\rdblquote  The man whispered to Arthur.  \ldblquote Your choice of hole.\rdblquote\par
\tab Arthur began to feel more and more uneasy.  His mind was still confused; he still couldn\rquote t remember how the hell he had come to be \ldblquote wherever\rdblquote  it was he was.  The man smacked Arthur\rquote s ass as he hesitated.\par
\tab\lquote Choice of hole.\rquote  the man had said.  Her pussy or her fresh fucked asshole.\par
\tab Arthur could just see Kassie\rquote s pussy.  He felt a little suddenly ill; it was kind of hot in the enclosed room.  Poking his way into the girl\rquote s asshole kinda grossed him out\emdash the man\rquote s cum was there!  Ewewewe!\par
\tab Slowly\emdash slowly\emdash s-l-o-w-l-y and did young Arthur slid his cock in Kassie\rquote s cunt.  The man, right up behind him, caressed his ass and \ldblquote reached around\rdblquote  to fondle the boy\rquote s balls.  And right underneath was Mya!  She wept uncontrollably, twisted her young body, and had extreme restless legs.\par
\tab Soon and the young boy was pumping like he knew how.  It felt good.  It felt extremely good!  He pumped faster and faster; harder and harder.  The man was pressed right up against him from behind, smacking his hips and tugging on his slapping ball sac.\par
\tab Then the most dramatic explosion Arthur had ever had happened.\par
\tab He contorted and was no longer in control of himself.  Such happenings regarding the sensations of his cock.  A tingling feeling like no other!  It was like his hand had gone to sleep\emdash but it was his cock and the feeling of \ldblquote sleep\rdblquote  was ten times more!  He could feel the surge of his cum squirting thru his dick and jutting out his piss slit.  A gush of cum washed his balls.  Rivers of sweat poured down his body and he was drained.\par
\tab His cock, however, remained stalwartly hard-hard-hard.\par
\tab Sitting back he gawked at HIS cum oozing out of Kassie\rquote s pussy.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wow.\rdblquote  he breathed.\par
\tab\ldblquote Lick it clean.\rdblquote  the man said.\par
\tab At first and Arthur thought the command was directed at him.  Luckily, no.\par
\tab Mya cried more and more, sniveled and said \ldblquote That\rquote s so gross!\rdblquote  and when she didn\rquote t rightly comply, the man grabbed her ankles, locked them together, and hauled them up\emdash all while still poised behind Arthur.  Then, he began to wail on the young girl\rquote s bare ass causing her to twist violently and scream her distress.\par
\tab Meanwhile, Kassie had managed to smear Arthur\rquote s sperm onto her face.\par
Wait!  There\rquote s more!\par
\tab Although Mya was in great distress; her tender ten year old ass red as vine ripened tomato, young Arthur found himself strangely\emdash aroused.  He felt sorry for her distress but his cock was in such a tingling sensation brought on by the abuse that he found himself greatly horny.\par
\tab Then the man locked eyes with Arthur.  The boy had been staring at the still twisting Mya, eyeing her reddened ass and bald pussy.  Then he eyed Kassie\rquote s nakedness and had a desire to fuck her\emdash again!\par
\tab Locking eyes with the creepy man, though, unsettled him.  Dark hair the man had, short with a bit of grey at the temples and a short \ldblquote wave\rdblquote  in front.  A stone face, no emotion whatsoever.  And cold dark unfriendly eyes.  It unnerved Arthur and made him uncomfortable.  Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Come.\rdblquote  The creepy man moved the dark curtain partition beckoning the boy to move thru.  He did.  Nothing could have prepared him for what lay beyond.\par
\tab A woman was on her back; naked.  Her hands were tied up with leather straps above her head.  A gag with a red ball was in her mouth.  Her legs were bound by leather straps up and outward in such a way that prevented her from slinging her knees together to keep the man from doing what he had done to her.\par
\tab As Arthur settled on his knees he locked his blue eyes to the woman\rquote s pussy.\par
\tab She was in her late 20s thereabouts, a television personality, very pretty, and in great peril.  Her pussy had been shaven\emdash along with the hair on her head.  She had very round cantaloupe sized titties and a very trim lithe body.\par
\tab Arthur\rquote s eyes couldn\rquote t leave her bald pussy.  There was just enough light bathing the young woman to reveal a tattoo on her cunt.  No, it was not a tattoo.  Not at all.  It was, in fact, the mark of a brand.  A brand likened to be used to mark ownership of cattle, horses, other assorted livestock.\par
\tab That was where the acrid/putrid smell had come from.  Burning flesh.\par
\tab The young woman was out of her mind.\par
\tab Not only had she been kidnapped, raped, sodomized, spanked, had her head and pussy shaven\emdash she had been branded, too!\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck her.\rdblquote  the creepy man said to Arthur.\par
\tab Arthur\rquote s cock was hot and hard but he was creeped out by the situation.\par
\tab\ldblquote You\rquote d rather be spanked?\rdblquote\par
\tab Arthur felt a huge freak out lunging in his soul.  His maniac father beat the shit out of him (with a belt usually) and in no way did he want the same from the freaky-creepy man.  So, breathing hard and trying to keep himself together he moved up between the woman\rquote s outstretched legs.  Inserting his cock into the branded pussy caused a shivering of emotions\emdash all confusing ones.  The realization that he was indeed in deep shit came over him.\par
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\pard\tab And like Kassie and Mya\emdash there was only compliance.\par
\tab\lquote Do what he tells you!\rquote  they had said.  Do what he tells you or you get spanked.  The image of Mya\rquote s burned ass filled his mind.  He tried to blot out the abuse she had suffered with pumping.  The woman beneath him languished in her turmoil; delirious and no longer fit for civilization.\par
\tab As Arthur pumped\emdash he was spanked.  Not too hard but he felt it.  The creepy abusive man used his hands and when after Arthur had cum,\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll give you a choice, lick her clean\emdash or suck my dick!\rdblquote\par
\tab Some choice!\par
\tab There was no way that Arthur was going to suck a man\rquote s dick.  No way!\par
\tab But the licking clean of the woman\rquote s pussy?  His own cum?\par
\tab As stated\emdash some choice!\par
\tab\ldblquote Lick it, suck it, or get spanked!\rdblquote  re-stated the creepy man.  From beyond the black curtain the two girls could still be heard crying and sniveling.  Arthur closed his eyes and \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on the woman and her cum laden pussy.\par
\tab He retched.\par
\tab He gagged and felt extremely sick.\par
\tab When the deed was done he sat up and somehow managed to keep himself from spewing.  The creepy deranged man called for one of the girls, Kassie.  (Another reason Arthur decided on licking out the woman\rquote s pussy was the fact that the deranged man\rquote s cock had just previously been up Kassie\rquote s butt hole!)\par
\tab Kassie was directed to sit on the woman and lay down.\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck her.\rdblquote  Arthur was told.\par
\tab As Arthur did so\emdash the deranged crazed fucked up man masturbated.  Right beside them!  He also smacked Arthur\rquote s ass, grabbed his balls and yanked them up between his legs.  It was insane!  Arthur didn\rquote t know how much more he could take.  Turns out\emdash not much.\par
\tab After he got off getting off in Kassie\rquote s pussy he sat back and watched as the crazed lunatic smiled and produced a long handled pole with a flat metal design at the end.  It was an electric branding iron, a cattle prod modified for the man\rquote s personal use.  \par
\tab As Arthur sat in bewilderment\emdash the man pressed the iron to Kassie\rquote s cum stained pussy.\par
\tab The freaked the fuck out.\par
\tab The air was suddenly filled with burning flesh.  There was a curious sizzling sound and young Kassie was out of her mind.  After she had laid down on the woman the crazed man used leather straps to secure her to the woman\rquote s wrists and ankles.  She was immobilized and all her ranting and raving did nothing.  At length she lay quivering as her young pussy was burned.\par
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\pard\tab\lquote This motherfucker\rquote s crazy!\rquote  thought Arthur.\par
\tab The man then took a turn himself at raping Kassie.  He did so slowly and methodically.  Arthur watched and no longer felt sexually frenzied.  He wanted to be away\emdash far-far-far fucking away from the crazed lunatic.  There was something terribly-terribly fucking wrong with the man.  Terribly fucking wrong.\par
\tab\ldblquote Go fuck the other girl.\rdblquote  the crazed man said.\par
\tab Arthur moved thru the curtain.  Mya knew what had happened to her friend.\par
\tab She was a cutey\emdash round face, small eyes, small teeth, very pretty girl with a flat chest but a nice butt.  Arthur suddenly felt knightly and knew that he had to do something.\par
\tab\ldblquote He said I have to\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab Mya nodded whispering \ldblquote I know.\rdblquote  and parted her legs.  Arthur positioned himself between her legs and inserted his penis.\par
\tab\ldblquote We gotta get outta here.\rdblquote  he whispered.\par
\tab On the other side of the curtain and Kassie could be heard grunting\emdash along with weeping and wailing.  It was then Arthur, while screwing Mya, noted the surroundings.  It wasn\rquote t a room like a bedroom but the inside of a vehicle\emdash a van!\par
\tab Continuing to fuck, Arthur looked quickly and desperately for a door.\par
\tab And he found it!\par
\tab He knew, though, that opening the door would alert the crazed man.  He would have to wait for opportunity.\par
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Desperate in the night\par
(opportunity!)\par
\tab The surge came; Arthur apologized.  Mya clung to him, wept, and clung to him some more.  The usual good feeling of cumming was diminished slightly by the insanity of the situation.  Still, though, he pumped to the end then pulled out and rested his cock on the girl\rquote s pussy.\par
\tab\ldblquote We gotta get outta here.\rdblquote  he hoarsely whispered to the girl.\par
\tab Mya nodded.  The horrible stench of burnt flesh hung lifeless in the air prompting Arthur to follow thru with that plan.  But he would have to wait.  Beyond the black curtain partition and he was spanking someone; Kassie.  She was wailing, crying, begging \ldblquote Please, stop!\rdblquote\par
\tab Mya buried her head into Arthur\rquote s chest and wept silently.\par
\tab At length and the crying (and spanking) ceased.  Arthur didn\rquote t know what to think.  He knew he had to escape; the question remained, though\emdash alone?  He knew going alone and he would probably be alright.  Saddled with the girls, though, might hinder his attempt.  But he didn\rquote t think he could leave them alone with the crazed insane man.\par
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\pard\tab Some time later and\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote I have to pee.\rdblquote\par
\tab Arthur sighed.  He was laying partially on the girl, on his side against her.  It was dark\emdash damn dark.  The crazed insane man had turned off the lights.  Regardless, there was ambient light coming in from somewhere.  Arthur\rquote s eyes had adjusted but it was still\emdash damn dark.\par
\tab Shrugging, Arthur whispered \ldblquote Go ahead.\rdblquote\par
\tab There was a pause and then\emdash she was peeing!  On him!\par
\tab Mya wept but Arthur cooed to her, \ldblquote It\rquote s alright.\rdblquote\par
\tab After a few more minutes they heard a strange sound; then,\par
\tab\ldblquote He\rquote s snoring!\rdblquote  Mya said.  \ldblquote Like my dad.\rdblquote\par
\tab Arthur nodded, sometimes his dad snored loudly too, like a freight train.\par
\tab Licking his lips and knowing full well that there would be consequences for his actions; but if he did do something, take advantage of the moment, the likelihood of the crazed man to brand Mya was likely.  The crazed fucker might even brand him!  That notion motivated Arthur to risk fate; he moved up to the side wall and felt around until he determined what a door was.  There was an instep giving Arthur the clue that they were in a van possibly.\par
\tab Then he found the door latch.\par
\tab His heart beat hard in his chest\emdash so much so that he thought surely the crazed insane fucker would hear.  With extreme trepidation he moved the chrome latch.\par
\tab KLATCH! The handle made as it dislodged the door locking mechanism.\par
\tab Arthur froze.  More noises would come.  He had merely unlocked the door; dislodging it from its locking mechanism would be next and then\emdash then sliding it open enough for him and Mya to escape.  There would be no chance in taking Kassie with him.  That was disheartening, but on the upswing it was hoped to find help and THEN rescue the unfortunate girl\emdash and woman.\par
\tab With extreme caution and even more extreme slowness, Arthur every so slowly and as carefully as possible opened the van\rquote s sliding door.\par
\tab One inch.\par
\tab Straining his ears he could still hear the man snoring.\par
\tab Fresh air hit Arthur\rquote s face; pines and cedars; wild flowers, stinkweed, ragweed, herb heather, wild roses, and mint.  They were nowhere near where he had last remembered being.  That was a bummer.  He had no idea, then, where he was or how close the nearest help was.\par
\tab Two inches.\par
\tab Lots of stars and most of all\emdash a big bright moon!  That would help in their daring flight.  He wished, though, to find his bearings.  If he was in strange landscape then fleeing was going to a chore\emdash especially with a girl!\par
\tab Three inches.\par
\tab Something familiar wafted along in the fragrant air.  Just what remained to be seen.  He let his eyes continue to adjust to the outside.  Then, fear\emdash he couldn\rquote t hear the crazed man\rquote s snoring.  That wasn\rquote t good.  He knew that if caught in the act of escaping the man would go ape shit crazy (crazier) on him\emdash and probably take it out on the others, too.  Probably.\par
\tab Four inches.\par
\tab It was a risk but he pushed the door open more testing the bare width with his body.  Another inch or so was needed.  Mya was quiet and he wasn\rquote t sure if she was even there, aware, ready, or what.  He couldn\rquote t call out to her for fear the insane man would hear.\par
\tab Five inches.  Six inches\emdash the door slid effortlessly open two inches and it was good enough.  Snaking out his hand he found Mya\rquote s hand and pulled her to him.  On the way out he banged his knee against the door.  On crying out in pain it was Mya who clamped her hand to his mouth.  Stepping out and there was gravel beneath their feet.\par
\tab\ldblquote Which way?\rdblquote  asked a terrified Mya.\par
\tab\ldblquote Doesn\rquote t matter.\rdblquote  Arthur replied.  But he saw a lodge pole fence and lots of bushes.  Waist high grass was all about and the air was overly heavily scented with the great outdoors.\par
\tab\ldblquote Come on, we\rquote re outta here!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Kassie?\rdblquote\par
\tab Arthur looked to the naked girl.\par
\tab\ldblquote We cant get her,\rdblquote  he explained, \ldblquote she\rquote s underneath that fucktard.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mya\rquote s lower lip trembled, \ldblquote She\rquote s my friend!\rdblquote\par
\tab There was no way he could get Kassie.\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote ll have to get help, quick, so THEY can rescue her.\rdblquote  He then tugged on the girl\rquote s hand pulling her towards the fence.  Mya looked back to the van then crawled thru the fence.\par
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Fuck it, we\rquote re lost!\par
\tab The pain to his knee was nothing compared to the pain to his bare feet.  Running naked thru a meadow in the middle of the night had hazards\emdash rocks, pebbles, and stickers, to be specific.  The bright full moon helped\emdash sorta/kinda.  It was dark\emdash damn dark, and cold.  Just half an hour of pure adrenaline running and the pair of escapees paused finally to catch their breath.\par
\tab Then they realized it was cold.\par
\tab\lquote Maybe we coulda grabbed our clothes?\rquote\par
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\pard\tab Nothing nowhere could Arthur see to help him with the knowing of where he was.  He would have to wait until daylight and that didn\rquote t look like to happen any time soon.  So, he huddled with Mya, shivered, and fell asleep with sheer exhaustion.  Mya whimpered herself to sleep.\par
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\tab  A noisy blue jay awoke them.\par
\tab Mya clung to Arthur; the boy looked thru bleary eyes trying in vain to get a bearing.  Lots of trees.  Pines and cedars, a lot of meadow, and not much else.  From his home there were farmlands, lots of farmlands.  Some open meadows, open fields, the creek that dissected some woods; not much else.\par
\tab Taking Mya\rquote s hand they made their way thru the meadow where the grasses therein were just high to them.  There were birds chattering all about plus an owl.  Heavily scented was the air with the pines and wild roses.  At one point and Mya had to stop to pee.  Arthur did as well.  Mya squatted (when she could have just as easily stood and relieved herself.)\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you know where we are?\rdblquote  Mya asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah,\rdblquote  Arthur said sheepishly, \ldblquote we\rquote re in a meadow.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mya conveyed unto him \lquote You\rquote re soooo not funny.\rquote\par
\tab Hand in hand they continued onward.\par
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\tab The sound of machinery got Arthur\rquote s attention.  He wasn\rquote t sure what it was but it was noise; manmade.  Figuring out where it was coming from was another thing.  The sound of bees buzzing motivated Arthur and his companion to scramble thru the meadow merging to a grassland (that was the deep end of an alfalfa field.)\par
\tab\ldblquote Hmmm,\rdblquote  drawled Arthur, \ldblquote could be Mr. MacDonald\rquote s farm, or Mr. Whatsinaname.\rdblquote\par
\tab There was no roads, no identifiable landmarks of any kind.\par
\tab Moving left and the two came upon an orchard of apples.  They were delicious!  There were plenty for the both of them and they ate heartily.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you know who\rquote s farm this is?\rdblquote  Mya asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hmmm, could be Mr. McGrowsome OR Ms. Igotgrabs.\rdblquote\par
\tab Moving thru the orchard they found the source of the machinery heard earlier\emdash a water pump contraption pulling water up from way beneath the ground filling an above ground cement cistern.\par
\tab Thru the orchard, walking hand in hand, naked, the two found a road.  There was a wooden fence beyond and some grazing cattle and horses in the adjacent field.  The heavy scent of roses, wildflowers, wild catnip and wild herb heather.\par
\tab The kids fed some apples to the friendly horses.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you know who\rquote s they are?\rdblquote  Mya asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Could be Mr. Humpsadoddle\rquote s or Mr. Whackamole\rquote s.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mya gave him a look \lquote you have no idea where we are, do you?\rquote\par
\tab Moving along the dirt road they suddenly heard a noise\emdash a vehicle was coming.  Arthur grabbed Mya practically throwing her the fence.  The huddled amongst the tall grass and shrubs as a van slowly came along.\par
\tab It was a dark purple van, modern day type with an extended cargo area.\par
\tab The front window was dirty and the sun glinting on it obscured any attempt at seeing who the driver was\emdash the passenger side window was up, tinted, and dirty, too.  The vehicle moved slowly by.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is it that crazy man?\rdblquote\par
\tab Arthur shook his head and shrugged, \ldblquote Couldn\rquote t see, don\rquote t know.\rdblquote\par
\tab The kids remained huddled long after the van was out of sight.\par
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\tab The sound of voices got their attention; they proceeded with caution, however, coming up on a pond Arthur didn\rquote t know about.  There wasn\rquote t anyone around and the voices had stopped.  There were a couple of extinguished campfires and lots of trash\emdash beer cans, empty whiskey bottles, condoms, discarded panties, and a very well beaten up tattered plush toy monkey that wasn\rquote t so plush.\par
\tab\ldblquote Here,\rdblquote  Arthur said with a meek smile, \ldblquote this is for you.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mya took the offering and it didn\rquote t matter that the monkey was missing fur, an eye, and was grimy, it was a gift.\par
\tab\ldblquote Thank you!\rdblquote  she said in all earnest and she hugged her naked knight greatly.  Arthur hugged Mya then sheepishly departed making for the pond.  He wanted to barrel jump in but wasn\rquote t sure of the depth.  He also didn\rquote t want to make a big splash and alert someone he didn\rquote t want alerted.  So he waded in finding that the pond sloped.  When he got up to his chest and the \ldblquote slope\rdblquote  continued he stopped and made way back to where it was safer.\par
\tab Mya had come in and was well relieved from the blistering summer heat.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t know what time it was but it was midafternoon\emdash or thereabouts.\par
\tab Mya swam about with her monkey clutched tightly to her.\par
\tab Arthur thought about his parents.  His Mom would be worried and concerned.  His Dad?  Not so much.  His Dad would be pissed and blame him for whatever had happened to him\emdash and then be apt to beat him and assume he had been laying out sleeping rather than being kidnapped.\par
\tab He was thankful that he hadn\rquote t had to suck the man\rquote s dick OR get fucked up the ass.  That would suck.  Regardless, his Dad would be as maniacal as the crazed fucked up insane man.  It was disheartening if not discouraging.  Going immediately home, then, was out.  He had to make for the sheriff\rquote s office.\par
\tab First!\par
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\pard\tab The voices returned\emdash and they were close!\par
\tab Arthur and Mya slipped out of the water and nakedly stole into the woods slinking, ducking, crawling trying to determine where the voices were coming from.  And as suddenly as the voices had come\emdash they were gone.\par
\tab Out of the woods and back to the dirt road.  Across the road and a rooster greeted them crowing (in the middle of the day!)  Some cows were grazing but there were no horses.  A small orchard of pomegranate trees there were nearby.\par
\tab Mya looked to Arthur.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hmmm, could be Angus Lowbelow\rquote s farm, Mr. Huckabuck\rquote s, OR Ms. Nellie Imgiddy.  She makes the best pomegranate pies ever!\rdblquote\par
\tab Mya wasn\rquote t a fan of pomegranate.\par
\tab\ldblquote You have no idea where we are, do you?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, we COULD be south of Pine Meadows, or West of Dawgood Woods, OR somewhere around the end of Barksalott Meadows.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mya sighed and looked discouraged.\par
\tab Shrugging and he moved on down the road with Mya beside him.\par
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\tab At length they came upon an open field of sunflowers.\par
\tab\ldblquote Whose are these?\rdblquote  Mya asked\emdash knowing full well her gallant knight had no idea.\par
\tab\ldblquote Uhm, could be Ernie Moecurlie\rquote s field.\rdblquote  But she was right, he had no idea.  He had never seen a field of sunflowers.  \ldblquote Might be Mr. Dickbiggers place.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Or?\rdblquote  wise cracked Mya.\par
\tab\ldblquote Orrrr,\rdblquote  drawled Arthur, \ldblquote orrrrr,\rdblquote  he shook his head and looked dejected, \ldblquote fuck it, we\rquote re lost.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote That\rquote s ok,\rdblquote  Mya said softly, \ldblquote as long as I\rquote m with you it\rquote ll be ok.\rdblquote  She took his hand and they continued their search to be found.\par
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Fuck it, let\rquote s fuck!\par
\tab Voice drew the pair thru some thick grass and, bushes, and trees to bring them to an eye opening sight.  Down in a small hill at a remote campsite was an old man and a young girl.  There was a camper truck, some fishing poles leaned against it, an ice chest on the ground and one on a picnic table.  The \ldblquote old man\rdblquote  was probably in his late 60s, not too tall and with a bit of a pudge.\par
\tab The old man wore a sea merchant captain\rquote s cap along with a one piece bib overall outfit.  The girl wore a light blue checkered shirt (that was unbuttoned.)  She was about ten or so, flat chested (but she had some \ldblquote mounds.\rdblquote )  She also had some short knee length britches, blue in color.  They were off on the picnic table\rquote s bench by the ice chest.\par
\tab A pair of yellow panties dangled off of her left ankle.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote  whispered Mya.  The old sea captain had his manhood out of his overalls and was putting it to the young girl\emdash who was his granddaughter.  The girl slung her head side to side; a so-so pretty girl; rich thick brown hair, full and with heavy uncut bangs.  She made no attempts at stopping the man from doing what he was doing.  She seemed to be tolerating it!  The man pulled out and spanked the girl\rquote s hairless pussy, then plunged his dick back in and pumped tenaciously.\par
\tab As Arthur and Mya watched\emdash Arthur got hard.\par
\tab He was hot, tired, thirsty, hungry, \ldblquote lost\rdblquote , and now\emdash horny.\par
\tab The old man did his thing; it was so evident when he pulled out of the girl again a long ropey strand of cum was from his dick to the girl\rquote s pussy.  He glided his cock up and down the girl\rquote s slit before raising her right leg angling her body so as he could poke his way into her asshole.\par
\tab The girl didn\rquote t seem to be too much into that route and did put up a bit of a fuss.  He coulda had his way if he really so inclined to do so but he let it go and stepped back to fondle his cock; he was gleaming (along with sweating) all the while.  The girl sat up and had a displeasing look upon her round stoic face.  She watched as her grandpa masturbated.  Then slowly she eased off the rickety table pulling up her panties.  Just then\emdash\par
\tab The door to the camper opened and a black boy hoped out.\par
\tab He was naked.\par
\tab His cock was hard and dripping with cum.\par
\tab\ldblquote Was it good?\rdblquote  asked the old man.\par
\tab\ldblquote Goddamn, it was great!\rdblquote  exclaimed excitedly the boy.\par
\tab The girl shook her head sadly.\par
\tab The old man made eye contact with the girl conveying something.\par
\tab Reluctantly she obliged him and removed her panties and then her shirt.\par
\tab A nod from the old man and the girl (Kayleen) positioned herself back onto the table.  The old man \ldblquote Noel\rdblquote  made eye contact with the boy, \ldblquote DJ\rdblquote .  Happily the boy went to Kayleen, climbed up on her\emdash a little awkward and clumsily\emdash and eased his mamba into the girl\rquote s pussy.  While they fucked the old man peeked into the camper\emdash still masturbating by the way.\par
\tab A little girl about five years young, long-long brown hair, naked, appeared.  She leaped into the masturbating man\rquote s outstretched arm.  They kissed and he seriously copped a feel of her ass.  The black boy was fucking up a storm.\par
\tab As DJ fucked his friend, Kayleen, the old man watched with some sadistic glee.  His cock was all the harder and he stepped up to DJ\rquote s pumping ass and gave it a feel.  Cupping the boy\rquote s balls between his legs he enjoyed himself until the boy got his orgasm.\par
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\pard\tab Kayleen didn\rquote t look overly pleased.\par
\tab DJ dismounted.\par
\tab Kayleen eyed her grandpa and little sister, then collected her clothes and somewhat stomped off to the camper closing the door.  Noel shook his head; DJ chuckled and played with his skin flute.  Noel placed the little girl, Nellie, on the table then made tracks (dick still out) to the camper.\par
\tab DJ and Nellie talked and DJ got a soda out of the ice chest for the both of them.  Mya whimpered\emdash she so wanted an ice cold soda, too.  So did Arthur.  He had misgivings about just \ldblquote waltzing\rdblquote  into the campground.  He didn\rquote t know how it would go.  He figured that it would probably be alright and probably better than the crazed fucking lunatic that had kidnapped them.\par
\tab But he wasn\rquote t sure.\par
\tab He could just see Mya laying out on the table getting fucked by the old man and the girl piping \ldblquote Some rescue!\rdblquote\par
\tab After a few sips of his soda the naked black boy went to the camper, opened the door carefully and peered in.  He nodded his head and began methodically to please himself.  Spanking could be heard from within with Kayleen crying,\par
\tab\ldblquote Alright, alright, I\rquote ll do it!\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote Do what?\rquote  was unknown but Arthur guessed something naughty.\par
\tab DJ went inside the camper to apparently \ldblquote join in\rdblquote .\par
\tab Arthur shook his head, \ldblquote Moving on.\rdblquote\par
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 \tab Mya was quiet for a long while; after snagging some drinks, sandwiches, and chips from the ice chest the pair stole back into the woods coming to a creek.\par
\tab\ldblquote Whose creek is this?\rdblquote  wise cracked Mya.\par
\tab\ldblquote It could be Silver Creek or Adder Creek.\rdblquote  replied Arthur paying no heed to her wise mouth.  The kids dangled their hot dirty feet into the cold refreshing water and enjoyed their lunch.\par
\tab Arthur had on his mind the old man screwing his granddaughter.  Then the black boy doing her!  And though he hadn\rquote t seen the little girl getting boinked he imagined it and was suddenly hard-hard-hard.  He couldn\rquote t believe it\emdash the black boy (DJ) fucking that little girl (Nellie.)  She was nigh but five years old!  And Arthur assumed that the dirty old man (Noel) was probably screwing her, too!\par
\tab Out the corner of his eye he caught Mya staring at him.  Specifically his hard-hard (hard) cock.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh, sorry.\rdblquote  he said being embarrassed and placed his open hand over his boner.  \ldblquote I-I was just thinking\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah,\rdblquote  giggled Mya (with some disproving seriousness) \ldblquote and I know who about, too!\rdblquote\par
\tab Arthur blushed\emdash then continued to please himself.\par
\tab\ldblquote So, that feels good, huh?\rdblquote  Mya asked.\par
\tab Arthur nodded that it did.  He seemed in agony\emdash and he was.  Self-pleasuring was one thing (and a good thing.)  But it sure as fuck was better \ldblquote pleasuring\rdblquote  inside a girl\rquote s pussy!\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote  asked Arthur noting Mya\rquote s continued staring.\par
\tab Now it was her turn to be embarrassed.  She shrugged, farted, then spread her legs and commenced to peeing into the creek.  Arthur sat up to watch.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ve never seen a girl pee before.\rdblquote  he said.\par
\tab Mya spread her legs wider giving her companion a way better look.\par
\tab The Up Close and Personal viewing of Mya\rquote s cunt in the daylight was way better than in the dark(ness) of the van.  A shudder suddenly gripped him and he shook it away not wanting to think about that horror.  He focused on Mya\rquote s bald pussy and hammered his cock all the more.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you want to put it in me?\rdblquote  she asked somewhat sheepishly.\par
\tab Arthur stared at her blankly.  He did.  He did\emdash he did\emdash he oh so did (want to \ldblquote put it in her.\rdblquote )\par
\tab With no further words spoken the boy moved onto the willing girl slowly easing his throbbing hard prick into her submissive cunt.  He felt the stirrings of orgasmic blast off almost instantly.  He managed to hold off and begin the pumping.  Concentrating on her pretty face helped stave off blowing his load too soon.  He then kissed her.\par
\tab It just happened.  It seemed right and there was no stopping\emdash he leaned in and although he was taller there was the angle of the dangle and his lips pressed against hers.  Mya didn\rquote t stop him and natural instinct enveloped them both.  They kissed passionately and even found out about French Kissing!\par
\tab Rolling on the mossy bank of the creek they engaged in hot-hot lovemaking.  And at one point\emdash Mya was on top!  This was ok by Arthur, he was able to clamp his hands to her butt and squeeze.  He also squeezed off a load of spunk, too!\par
\tab Into the creek itself they went splashing about and finding out that you COULD fuck under water!  It was awkward but they did it.  But it was better doing the naughty on the bank\emdash so that was where they went fucking-fucking-fucking.\par
\tab Then they heard voices again.\par
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That\rquote s a gangbang?\par
\tab On a sturdy picnic table, Nora Bloodgrab sang a song acapella; a 1960s type song that was heartfelt and moving.  Her companions all stood (naked by the way) listening.  Afterwards and the naked singer received her accolades\emdash and a blowjob.  The singer was a blond, dirty blond in super curls, short, with multicolored highlights throughout.\par
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\pard\tab Another female was with super long dark brown hair; no highlights.\par
\tab Three male members of the troupe masturbated including the one who \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on the singer.  The singer, Nora, was very nice\emdash ski slope style titties a little on the small side considering her age to be \ldblquote young adult.\rdblquote   Regardless, her sharp upturned nose, clean-clear complexion, small mouth/lips, and dazzling blue eyes made her a pin-up girl style hottie from all eras past and present.\par
\tab Not one hair had she on her pussy.  Whether the man going down on her liked to floss or not was not clear but he munched Nora\rquote s cunt with great delight, then stood up and inserted his cock where his tongue had been.  Nora laid back reeling in the good fuck about to proceed.\par
\tab The other gal giggled and fingered herself; she had nipple piercings as well as one on her clit!  A tattoo of a dragon was on her left shoulder blade while a soaring eagle was on the other.\par
\tab As Nora received her fuck a naked black gal emerged from the woods\emdash she had to \ldblquote commune\rdblquote  with nature.  \lquote nuff said.  She was pretty; about 2meters/6ft tall, very slender, round globes also on the small side, and very nice creamy light chocolate skin.  Her hair was typical 1980s style afro.  She was adorned with a few baubles and dangling trinkets.\par
\tab After the gangly dude with the mowhawk AND mullet finished his fuck with Nora, the tall lanky dude took his turn.  Sloppy seconds!  He was tall, over 2meters/6ft.  Very slender, muscular, farm boy.  He slid his manly manhood into the Singer and began pumping immediately.  The Mowhawk/mullet farmboy got his dick sucked by the black gal.\par
\tab\ldblquote Taste Nora\rquote s pussy!\rdblquote  he jeered.\par
\tab The black gal sucked hungrily and frigged herself as she did so.\par
\tab It was quite a scene for the spying Arthur and Mya.  Their mouths hung open as they watched the orgy displayed before them.  Never in their young lives had they seen such a thing or even heard of such.  The gal who had sung her song with musical accompaniment or even the others joining in lay flat on her back with her legs up along the black man\rquote s chest.  He was pumping like it was the last thing he was going to do.  The Mowhawk/mullet man was doggie styling the black gal as she was on all fours licking out the pussy of the long brown haired gal sitting on the picnic bench her arms entangled with Nora\rquote s.\par
\tab Thereafter, they all smoked some pot, drank beer and whiskey, yapped and yapped and giggled about what the spying kids had no idea.  The Mowhawk/mullet man stood and did some sort of weird bizarre dance, flopping his junk all about like he was on fire.\par
\tab At length the naked naughty group passed out.\par
\tab Arthur and Mya moved on.\par
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\pard That\rquote s a tree, with a partridge in it!\par
\tab\ldblquote These are Murr Woods.\rdblquote  Mya said factly.\par
\tab\ldblquote How you know that?\rdblquote\par
\tab Mya shrugged, \ldblquote Oh, I dunno,\rdblquote  chuckling she smiled, farted, and kept the knowledge of how she knew to herself.\par
\tab Passing thru the woods (and tacked to an elm tree with a faded yellow metal sign reading \ldblquote These are Murr Woods\rdblquote ) the kids followed a creek and a trail that ran along beside it.  Then, more voices\emdash\par
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\tab Two women lay out on the ground; a mother and daughter.  Lots of heavy dense trees about, huge boulders, Silver Creek was nearby (or it could be Adder), mostly flat ground, and the remains of a picnic table in a large firepit.\par
\tab Two naked dope smoking lanky crazed eyed pothead hippies stood masturbating and gleaming at the two naked women.  Both women were spread eagled, tied securely to wooden stakes, and almost as fucked up as the two naked leering men.\par
\tab Shirley Partridge and her seventeen year old daughter had been on a nature walk for the weekend; camping out and doing well for themselves without the help of any MENFOLK.  Shirley was a good egg; she was hip, with it, and \ldblquote cool.\rdblquote   A woman who would have fit right in the 60\rquote s era the modern day 39 yr old enjoyed life; a mom, advocate for Save the Trees, Save the Park, Save the Coupons she found solace in her family of five\emdash minus a husband who had passed away unexpectedly.\par
\tab She was a soccer mom, PTA troublemaker, worked as a bartender and lounge singer, and smoked pot with her two oldest children.  She was hip!  Laurie was her oldest daughter, there was another who was merely five.  Then there were three boys, the youngest seven, the oldest eighteen with a middle boy at twelve.  As usual in families of boys and girls there was the argument of Sexes\emdash who was better at cooking, barbequing, home repairs, mowing, driving, that sort.\par
\tab And it so came to pass that the boys determined that they were better at camping than girls.  Shirley and Laurie begged to disagree and determined to prove it by camping out for the weekend.  (they shoulda stayed home and did laundry!)\par
\tab After smoking some pot the two encountered Seven Upp and Dooty Dugdeep.  The two hillbilly miscreants were stoned.  They were also armed; having been on a search for a monnshine still and being that was an illegal business it was a wise thing to be armed.\par
\tab Shirley and Laurie were not armed and caught off guard.\par
\tab\ldblquote Woooo-eeee!\rdblquote  chimed Seven, \ldblquote Looky whats we gots us \lquote ere!\rdblquote\par
\tab Shirley and Laurie were instantly frightened with Laurie pissing herself.\par
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\pard\tab\ldblquote Gonna be a good day after all!\rdblquote  seethed Dooty.\par
\tab The two men sized up the two women\emdash then ordered them to take their clothes off.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh shit!\rdblquote  breathed Shirley.  She knew full well upon meeting the two creeps that it wasn\rquote t going to end well.  Trying to hold off she took her time; after dropping her over encumbered backpack she scuffled with her boots.  Daughter Laurie had dropped her overstuff backpack and was out of her shirt by then!\par
\tab\ldblquote Git on wid it!\rdblquote  shouted Seven, \ldblquote Or maybe we ought ta help!\rdblquote\par
\tab That frightened Shirley who stepped up the pace not wanting the grubby hands of the stoned potheads to touch her.  Seventeen year old Laurie ditched her bra and got whoops and hollers from the onlookers.\par
\tab Shirley dropped her shirt (and bra) and let the two scoundrels have their fun gawking.\par
\tab\ldblquote Gull-dang, Seven,\rdblquote  chuckled Dooty, \ldblquote looky at them titties!\rdblquote\par
\tab Shirley was embarrassed above being frightened.\par
\tab Laurie shucked her jeans and was also greatly embarrassed\emdash her powder blue panties revealed greatly the fact that she had \ldblquote wet \lquote em!\rdblquote   Her mother standing beside her wasn\rquote t aware\emdash until the panties were discarded onto her clothes and Shirley got a glimpse.\par
\tab Once the two were naked\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote You suck dick?\rdblquote  Seven asked of Shirley.\par
\tab\ldblquote NO!\rdblquote  she quickly replied.\par
\tab Seven got a quivering sneer to his lips (and an evil gleam to his eye!)\par
\tab Dooty dropped his pants (no undies) and flopped his seven inch cock for the two naked women to stare at.\par
\tab\ldblquote You gonna suck mine!\rdblquote  he jeered.\par
\tab Clenching her fists to her side and Shirley defied the man.\par
\tab Then Seven raised his double barreled shotgun,\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck it alive or dead\emdash makes no matter to me.\rdblquote  he said with all seriousness.\par
\tab With great strength the 39 and holding woman went before the lanky gangly long stringing dark haired man with an odd curve to his backside.  Closing her eyes she stood exhuming great amounts of hate.\par
\tab Seven cocked the shotgun and while Laurie cried behind her, Shirley went to her knees and took Dooty\rquote s seven incher into her mouth.  The man reeled, giggled, made nonsensical comments, and filled the middle aged woman\rquote s mouth with his fuck stick.  Dooty continued to reel and ran his grubby fingers thru Shirley\rquote s thick ultra curly blond hair.  Shirley gagged, choked, and very nearly retched.  Dooty giggled incessantly; pulling his equally gangly pud out and rubbing it against the woman\rquote s face.\par
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\pard\tab As Dooty skull fucked Shirley, Seven nodded to Laurie to come forth.\par
\tab There was hesitation but the teenager made her way; crying (and continuing to pee) as she did so.  Seven dropped his pants (and undies) and sported not a lengthy dong but a thick one.  It was rock hard and Laurie was not so enthused to perform the task assigned to her.\par
\tab\ldblquote You suck dick before?\rdblquote  Seven asked.\par
\tab When Laurie didn\rquote t answer straightaway\emdash Seven tapped his shotgun against her mother\rquote s head\emdash\ldblquote Tell me, bitch, or I\rquote ll blow her goddamn head offen her shoulders!\rdblquote  he was serious.\par
\tab Laurie wailed \ldblquote Yes, I suck dick!\rdblquote  she cried (and peed) and sat trembling on her knees.\par
\tab\ldblquote Boyfriend a lucky motherfucker!\rdblquote  giggled Dooty leering at the naked teen.\par
\tab\ldblquote You got a brother?\rdblquote  Seven asked curiously.\par
\tab\ldblquote Three brothers.\rdblquote  she wept.\par
\tab As Seven waggled his cock before the weeping girl,\par
\tab\ldblquote You suck THEIR dick?\rdblquote\par
\tab Laurie shook her head.  Seven smiled saying \ldblquote I betcha you do!\rdblquote  then, tapping the barrel to the teen\rquote s mother THEN placing the double barrels into the woman\rquote s mouth, \ldblquote You best be \lquote fessing up!\rdblquote\par
\tab In no way was Laurie going to \lquote fess up to the truth not with her mother right there\emdash but the situation was a little out of hand.\par
\tab Screaming, crying, peeing, \ldblquote Yes, yes, god-fucking-damnit,\rdblquote  she breathed hard, \ldblquote I suck them\emdash I suck them\emdash I suck them!\rdblquote\par
\tab Seven smiled and shoved his cock into the girl\rquote s mouth.\par
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\tab Regardless of the intent of the shotgun\rquote s ability to sway the mother-daughter into \ldblquote performing\rdblquote  whatever vile act the two hillbillies wanted Shirley and Laurie were spread out on the ground and secured via rope and camping stakes found in their backpacks.  The two gangly mangy men helped themselves to the contents of the backpacks.  Seven enjoyed playing with Laurie\rquote s panties while Dooty played with Shirley\rquote s.  Finding the tent stakes and rope gave Seven an idea.\par
\tab Using the shotgun ensured Seven\rquote s narly idea.  Shirley was defiant; Laurie was terrified.  But with the shotgun, Shirley complied\emdash as the double barreled weapon was put in Laurie\rquote s mouth.  She laid down and was secured by Dooty.  The naked hillbilly fingered the woman\rquote s pussy when he was done and babbled incoherently to himself.\par
\tab\ldblquote Can I do her, Seven?\rdblquote  babbled Dooty.  He was overly excited/stimulated.\par
\tab\ldblquote Knock yerself out, Dood.\rdblquote\par
\tab Despite being tied up securely, Shirley twisted and tried to fend off being raped.  Dooty slapped her face stunning her into submission.\par
\tab Meanwhile, as Dooty commenced to fucking, Laurie got on her hands and knees.  Her ass was pointed to her mother\emdash but her mother was too stunned to watch the proceedings.  Those \ldblquote proceedings\rdblquote  were Seven slap/spanking Laurie\rquote s ass, spreading the cheeks, then spitting onto her hole.\par
\tab Picking up a small metal flashlight, Seven inserted the device into Laurie\rquote s asshole.  He giggled incessantly as he fondled the teenager; then, when he mounted her shoving his cock into her cornhole she freaked the fuck out.  Whirling she managed to knock the shotgun out his hand but in her attempt to grab control of it failed.  Seven fell on her grabbing her long brown hair yanking hard to pull her head back regaining control.\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t you ever try that again, missy,\rdblquote  seethed Seven, \ldblquote you do and I\rquote ll shove Ol Bessy up yer cunt and pull the fuckin\rquote  trigger!\rdblquote  snot bellowed from his flaring nostrils; his cold dark eyes seared pure evil.\par
\tab Laurie cried, wept, and peed.\par
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\tab Spread eagled out on the ground, mother and daughter were in great peril.  Naked, threatened with a double barreled shotgun shoved up into their vaginas, they lay trembling in fear and pissed-offedness.  Shirley being a lot of pissed off clenched tightly as 33yr old Dooty raped her.  He wasn\rquote t particularly good (but in his defense, Dooty\rquote s usual fare of partners was usually farm animals.)\par
\tab Slinging her head, Shirley gritted her teeth as the kinda of funky stinky man jabbed his cock into her sex.  He pulled out to hump her womanness than jammed himself back into her.  He giggled, chuckled, and was mesmerized by her 36Cs globes.  So pissed off was Shirley that she somewhat missed the admissions from daughter Laurie of sexual relations with her brothers one-two-three.\par
\tab Languishing in a sea of turmoil Shirley seethed rage.  And it wouldn\rquote t have been so bad had the offensively smelling hillbilly been \ldblquote good\rdblquote  at what he was doing.  But along with her rage there, too, was fear.  Not so much for herself but for her daughter.\par
\tab Did she admit to having sex with her brothers?\par
\tab Shirley looked to her tormented daughter who was also being raped.\par
\tab She admitted to sucking them.  Them?  There were THREE thems.  Keith was the oldest \ldblquote them\rdblquote  at eighteen.  Danny was twelve and Chris was seven.  Them?  Was she sucking and fucking all of THEM?\par
\tab Suddenly her mind was upset even more when Seven came over from his shenanigans with Laurie interrupting her thoughts saying,\par
\tab\ldblquote Here, bitch, taste your daughter\rquote s pussy!\rdblquote  and unceremoniously shoved his gangly fuck stick into her mouth.\par
\tab When she aptly refused,\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck it, bitch, or suck lead!\rdblquote\par
\tab Shirley sucked the man\rquote s cock\emdash in essence tasting her daughter Laurie\rquote s pussy!  Dooty snickered, farted, then stood up making his way to the highly distraught Laurie.  After sizing her up a moment or two he commenced to peeing on her.  A golden shower!  His urine whizzed all over her from her cunny to her face.\par
\tab This only enthused Seven and he power fucked Shirley whooping and hollering all the while.  Shirley was less enthused and knew that she could do nothing but endure.  Surely something would happen to end the nightmare.\par
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Something even wickeder cums this way\par
\tab Straddling her mother, Laurie\rquote s mind was about gone.  Her pussy was nestled right down on her mother\rquote s face; one of the hillbilly men spanked her as she languished in her turmoil.  The other hillbilly rammed his cock in and out of her mother\rquote s pussy\emdash and then shoved it into Laurie\rquote s mouth snickering,\par
\tab\ldblquote Here, bitch, taste yer momma\rquote s cunt!\rdblquote  he chortled and howled and did a High Five with his buddy who was ramming his cock into the teenager\rquote s pussy and asshole.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab A tall man came out of the woods; cowboy attire but not likely a \ldblquote cowboy.\rdblquote\par
\tab He wore a hillbilly hat but was also not likely a hillbilly.\par
\tab Holstered on a hip was a 1880s era pistol; a hunting knife was sheathed on the other hip.  Narrow eyes that were steely cold blue; a day\rquote s growth of bear, and his thick dark gray hair was tied back in a shoulder length ponytail.\par
\tab\ldblquote You the two turds that was up at my still little while ago?\rdblquote  he asked in a thick deep very serious voice.\par
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck if\rquote in we was!?\rdblquote  spat Seven Upp as he stood; naked but defiant he made a stance.  Cum dripped in strands from his dick; Laurie continued to languish in her turmoil.  Dooty stood up and seemed nervous.\par
\tab\ldblquote We dinna do nuttin\rquote  to your still!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Shut up, dumbass!\rdblquote  bitched angrily Seven.\par
\tab\ldblquote He gonna blame us fer fuckin\rquote  up his shit and it twernt us\rquote uns at all!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Who was it, then?\rdblquote  asked the stranger who also was equipped with a well weathered two-by-four with a custom made handle at one end.\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t say nuttin, Dood,\rdblquote  said Seven angrily, \ldblquote them Batright boys mean\rquote uns.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Batright boys?\rdblquote\par
\tab Seven realized it wasn\rquote t Dooty who had spilled the beans but he himself!\par
\tab\ldblquote Karl, Jorge, and\emdash who\rquote s the other one?\rdblquote  asked the stranger.\line\tab\ldblquote Spike.\rdblquote  drolled the Seven.  \par
\tab The stranger knew the Batright boys.  They weren\rquote t quite right in the head; smokin\rquote  shit and drinkin\rquote  shit will do that to you.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hmmm,\rdblquote  drawled the stranger, \ldblquote I\rquote ll have to pay those boys a visit.\rdblquote\par
\tab Seven and Dooty stood, naked, leaking cum, sweating, clenching fists, and waiting.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m thinkin\rquote  you owe me for what you helped yourself to at my still.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck you, Moone!\rdblquote  shouted Dooty, \ldblquote We dint drink up that much of your shit!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Hells no,\rdblquote  chimed in Seven, \ldblquote them Batright boys had their fill then took off with some of your bottles.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote That for sure, Moone,\rdblquote  said a nervous Dooty, \ldblquote we see \lquote em do it!\rdblquote\par
\tab The stranger, Moone, stepped closer, eyed the naked mother/daughter, then eyed Seven and Dooty.\par
\tab\ldblquote Havin\rquote  yourselves a little fun?\rdblquote\par
\tab Seven eyed Moone\rquote s stick.\par
\tab\ldblquote We sure are, Moone, we sure are!\rdblquote  jeered Dooty.  \ldblquote They\rquote s all willing, that fact be sure!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote That why they tied up?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Aint none of yer fuckin\rquote  business anyhow, Moone!\rdblquote  shot Seven.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah!\rdblquote  blurted Dooty, \ldblquote Go fuck yerself, Moone!\rdblquote\par
\tab It was then lightning reflexes stunned Seven and Dooty.  Seven first, \lquote cause Moone\rquote s \ldblquote stick\rdblquote  came up smacking Seven upside the head sending him near cartwheeling to the ground.  Dooty stared at his twitching friend,\par
\tab\ldblquote Sumbitch, Moone, what the fuck you do that for?\rdblquote  and as he looked back up to the man called Moone, he got \ldblquote a nice piece of hickory\rdblquote  upside his head, too.\par
\tab Both men lay twitching on the ground.  Moone smacked them again until they no longer were twitching but lay very still.  Then the stranger took a long look at the very concerned mother/daughter team.\par
\tab Sighing and cocking his head he sized up the situation.\par
\tab Laurie, almost in control of herself, sat up\emdash not quite aware, though, that her naked well fucked cum laden pussy was squashing her mother\rquote s face.  Moone slapped the 2x4 against his thigh; not too tall, thick-thick gray eyebrows, an odd hard stare, he DID fit the cowboy look\emdash but he never been one time on a horse!\par
\tab Straddling Shirley\rquote s waist the man hauled out his cock.  No words were spoken but a lot was conveyed.  Laurie took the man\rquote s hard cock and began to suck it.  Off to one side and Dooty\rquote s left leg \ldblquote twitched.\rdblquote   Moone fucked Laurie\rquote s mouth\emdash then fucked her face.\par
\tab Unlike Seven and Dooty, though, Moone was gentle and not forceful.\par
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\pard\tab Shirley wriggled; her wrists and angles were bleeding from her wrenching in the ropes securing her.  Moone moved around to assess Laurie\rquote s ass\emdash and pussy.  Both were drenched in cum.  This soured Moone as he preferred to fuck and leave his own cum.  He wasn\rquote t into sloppy seconds.\par
\tab That didn\rquote t say he wouldn\rquote t do it, though!\par
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\tab As Moone, August Moone, put his tool, his man tool, into Shirley\rquote s pussy, her womanly, he looked up into the woods.  He didn\rquote t stop his business but slowed his pace.  After getting his nuts off he sat up continuing to focus on the woods.  To one side of Shirley lay her daughter.  Moone had already enjoyed her; pussy first, then asshole, then a generous titty fuck.\par
\tab Boning teenagers was Moone\rquote s joy and he preferred it above others.  But that pleasure wasn\rquote t set in stone.  Laurie had a nice body; trim, slim, and fuckable.  She WAS having sex with all three of her brothers, the oldest and youngest and mostly the one in between.  She didn\rquote t take it \ldblquote up the ass\rdblquote  too often and mostly gave blowjobs.  She gave handjobs mostly to the youngest brother.\par
\tab Regardless, she still had a delightful pussy.  Moone was just put off that the likes of Seven and Dooty had been in her first.  The girl moaned, groaned, and was deeply affected by the brash experience at the hands of the two hillbillies.  Moone made gentle love to the girl before moving up to fuck her titties.  It was while doing so that he noted that he was not alone.\par
\tab After firstly fucking Laurie whilst she was poised on her mother\rquote s face he dragged the naked bodies of Seven and Dooty thru the woods to Adder Creek where he bashed their heads some more with the stout hickory stick before shoving them into the creek.  Then he returned to the mother/daughter team to continue.\par
\tab Making love to Shirley was pleasure\emdash pure pleasure.  After losing her husband she hadn\rquote t had \ldblquote any\rdblquote  and her womanly cunny was in dire need of.  Moone was just the guy to fulfil that need.  He made slow progress as he fulfilled that necessary need\emdash all the while keeping a steady eye on the woods.\par
\tab After getting his nut he returned to Laurie.  Not for sex.  Sitting the teenager up he stared into her eyes and mumbled something.  He also made adjustments to a large \ldblquote diver\rquote s watch\rdblquote  on his left wrist.  After a few minutes the girl seemed calm; she was no longer disillusional, ranting, weeping, or twitching.  Moone left her and untied Shirley.\par
\tab The fight in Shirley Partridge was long gone; her wrists and ankles were rent and the terrors in her mind were overwhelming.  Moone had a challenge.  Inasmuch as he was challenged with Laurie, Shirley\rquote s mind was worse.  As little as five minutes had Moone spent \ldblquote fixing\rdblquote  Laurie\rquote s mind; fifteen minutes was required for Shirley.  Thereafter\emdash\par
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\pard\tab The two gals would probably having lingering issues; a stray memory wrangling its way into their awakened mind.  A nightmare or two\emdash but it would be boundless.  The pains to their bodies would heal; the pains to their minds would remain an issue no matter how good Moone\rquote s attempt at \ldblquote cleaning\rdblquote  were.\par
\tab After the mind dinking (fixing) he helped the mother/daughter dress.  He tended their wounds and instill upon their minds to \ldblquote forget\rdblquote  how the rent skin came to be.  Someone would point it out to them and there would be that issue to deal with.  But at least they were safe; not sound, but safe.  They went on their way and Moone returned his attention to the woods.\par
\tab\ldblquote Best come outta there,\rdblquote  he drawled, \ldblquote time of day for the chiggers and ticks to come out.\rdblquote\par
\tab He had to wait only a minute before two naked children emerged from the woods.  They were naked, cut and scraped, bitten, scared, and the boy had a raging hard-on!\par
\tab Moone, August Moone, not naked, ambled towards the two, sized them up, shook his head saying,\par
\tab\ldblquote I knows you got a story to tell about how you come to be out here like you are,\rdblquote  he paused and continued to look the two over, \ldblquote but time we get someplace to fix you up.\rdblquote\par
\tab The two naked kids looked to one another, shrugged, and went along with the man to someplace else.\par
\tab\ldblquote We could do worse.\rdblquote  whispered Arthur.\par
\tab His companion said nothing.  She farted and held Arthur\rquote s hand tightly and traipsed thru the woods ready for their next adventure.\fs22\par
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