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{\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.21.2510;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\qc\f0\fs36 August Moone\par
Book 9\par
Chapter 34\par
And the Saga Continues\par
Perverted Perversions\par
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Desert life, sand, rocks, aliens, cont.\par
\tab\lquote Spread your legs.\rquote\par
\tab Done!\par
\tab The impression that the Device impressed upon him was\emdash impressive!\par
\tab More and more as he used the unique miner sent gadget the more he learned.\par
\tab\lquote Take your shirt off.\rquote\par
\tab Done!\par
\tab There was no hesitation, either; the pretty twelve year old went thru the motions of undressing as she normally would in her bedroom.  \lquote cept, she wasn\rquote t in her bedroom but moderately hauling ass in a large domestic pickup truck.\par
\tab From Randlesburg, Robert made tracks north to some other desert cities, some small and some large.  There had been many Possibles in the gold mining town, Robert settled on two.  He had been nervous the entire time since leaving the small-small desert town; it was ten miles from the town to the main artery highway, then ten more to the next desert city along the way.  Three times had he passed state highway patrol cars\emdash none followed him with flashing lights or sirens.\par
\tab He moved on thru the desert city to a desert road that was off-road.  It was here he knew the area well as he (and his truck) often went exploring.  The desert road went deep into the desert; to the left and it was just miles and miles of flat land, some old decaying relics of what used to be desert homes for desert Indians, miners, aliens.  To the right and the desert road took adventurers up into the hills and then the mountains.  The roads were questionable and only the sturdiest of 4-wheel drive machines could manage.\par
\tab At the high desert level of 4,000 ft and the temperature (outside) was a balmy 100 degrees F.  At the 6,000 ft level it was 90 degrees (F).  Still warm but cooler; there were trees, boulders, more trees, a dry creek, alien spacecraft, trees, big ass boulders that stuck out in\emdash\par
\tab Alien spacecraft?\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t \ldblquote round\rdblquote  as the 1950s sci-fi Hollywood movies led us to believe; rather, it was long, like a cigar.  A big fat cigar, kind of like a missile.  There were no markings; the cylindrical doobie was a make up of \ldblquote plates\rdblquote ; steel plates.\par
\tab There were no fins, no dorsal fins or wings.\par
\tab Curiosity being what it was and Robert Chikken not being one to mind his own business, traipsed out from his truck thru the brush, around a boulder, across a dry creek and\emdash\par
\tab They weren\rquote t like any \ldblquote aliens\rdblquote  Robert had ever seen; about half a dozen LARGE slug-like green slimy creatures milled about the middle of a grove of pines.  They had a \ldblquote head\rdblquote , three arms, three eyes on slug-like stalks, and were tremendously ugly.  They were HUGE!  SLUGS!  But from about the middle they were \ldblquote upright\rdblquote  and did not have the \ldblquote slug\rdblquote  apron but moved about something like a snake.\par
\tab Also, more notably, were the dozen or so men strewn about.  Strewn about as they were laying about moaning and in some sort of unknown agony.  They were also naked.  Four men, the rest teenage boys sixteen years to nineteen.  Naked.  Laying about.  Moaning.  Shitting eggs.\par
\tab Shitting eggs?\par
\tab Doubled over in a fetal position the men and teen boys crapped out large, extra large ostrich-like sized \ldblquote eggs.\rdblquote   It seemed as painful or more so than a woman delivering a child.  The men were out of their minds during and moreso after.  They pawed the ground during and after, gasped for breath and some went catatonic after making their delivery.\par
\tab Then, a pink gargantuan sasquatch came into view.  He was at least seven feet, possibly more.  His fur was\emdash pink.  Pinkish.  A little dirty here and there, long and shaggy everywhere.  It looked like he was wearing a dress, or a Hawaiian muumuu.  And what a goofy face!  That wasn\rquote t right.  You\rquote d expect such a towering creature to be a little more menacing.  You\rquote d be wrong.  This one looked like he was stoned.  Huge eyes that were of no discernable color, no feature indicating a nose, and a wide kooky smile bearing no teeth but a large lolling slime dripping tongue.  Goofy.\par
\tab The creature, too, made a noise\emdash\ldblquote GRONK!\rdblquote\par
\tab da gronk moved to where the men had delivered their eggs and picked them up.  Each egg the creature seemed to nurture.  It was very odd.  So odd that it was captivating and captivated Robert so long that he just barely missed a man being what looked like being sodomized\emdash by one of the alien-slug creatures!\par
\tab WTF!?\par
\tab Robert diverted his attention from da gronk to the butt fucking alien.\par
\tab WTF?!?  Holy shit!  OMG!  Holy mother of monkey\rquote s milk!\par
\tab A man with a short black beard, possibly in his mid-40s, naked, shoulder nicely trimmed hair, somewhat muscular, was bent over with his face plowed into the ground.  His arms were broken but he tried to flail about just the same.  His screams and rantings had reached their apex and were no long audible.\par
\tab The alien-slug/slug-alien was positioned behind him humping.\par
\tab Humping.\par
\tab Humping?\par
\tab It was difficult to zero in on but there was what seemed to be a phallic, a dick of some sort, a large dinosaur-like penis from the alien\rquote s body sliding slimingly into the man\rquote s body\emdash specifically his asshole.  The man withered and thrashed about as well as he could.  The alien-slug drooled and although his gi-normous size surely would not garner such pleasures as he seemed to be enjoying he seemed to be in a trance just the same.\par
\tab The mating ritual done the human was pushed away and there it was\emdash a massive slime coated cock any African would be proud of.  It was huge!  How it managed to go into the human\emdash wow!  \par
\tab It just couldn\rquote t be.  It just couldn\rquote t be real!  No way\emdash no how!\par
\tab Alien-slugs!  Raping human men?  Wtf!?\par
\tab It was something like a horrific low budget science fiction movie.\par
\tab That\rquote s what it was!  A movie!  Some mucks from Hollywood, or someplace else, where filming a science fictiony movie!  Of course!  Whew!  That\rquote s what it was\emdash a movie!\par
\tab Of course, as Robert backed away not wanting to interfere with the movie set, it was to note that there were no cameras.  Or camera crews.  There was a lacking of a production crew as a whole.\par
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Sex, spanking, dildos, whatever\par
\tab It was a quarter to the top of the hour and Sarah Mafeet sat nervously on the family sofa.  Her knees were shaking and she displayed genuine fright.  She was awaiting impending doom.  She didn\rquote t have to wait long.  Her father had just come home and in minutes\emdash doom.\par
\tab Sarah was sixteen; she wore thrashed jeans, and small purple top, and her dirty blond hair to her shoulders.  An average teen with average problems associated with them.  Well, maybe not.  Sarah was a mix of Asian and American; her mother was American, Irish-American while her father was full Asian-Korean.  He also had a short temper to go with his short stature.  Minutes after his arrival from working overtime at some manufacturing plant that was an hour\rquote s commute away he was presented with a report card.\par
\tab It was apparently not a good one.  The five foot five man became enraged and stormed out of the parental bedroom where he had been presented with the report card by his wife and screamed a flurry of unintelligible obscenities at his non-biological daughter, Sarah.\par
\tab She screamed back and was whirled around and thrown over the back of the sofa.  The sofa here was no backed up against the wall; a large screen flat screen television occupied space thereon with a coffee table and stereo system beneath.\par
\tab A flurry of swats assailed the girl\rquote s ass.  She wailed and thrashed about so bringing her legs up which repeatedly she was told to put her legs down.  When she did so she got swatted again\emdash hard!\par
\tab Mr. Riyu held the girl\rquote s thrashed jeans at the back to hold her in place while he beat her.  The girl seemed big enough to thwart the abuse but all she did was wail and thrash about.  Then,\par
\tab Mr. Riyu yanked the thrashed jeans down.  Just to her knees.  Then he walloped her ass clad in orange zebra striped panties.  And three hard-hard smacks later he yanked the panties down.\par
\tab Five\emdash count \lquote em FIVE incredibly hard smacks were landed.  The girl seemed out of her mind as her tender but well tanned ass turned vibrantly red.  Then, \par
\tab The man ripped off the girl\rquote s clothes and stood breathing hard, shaking his stinging hands\emdash watching as his daughter rubbed her searing ass.  The girl then got on her knees.  Got on her knees.  GOT ON HER KNEES and pulled down her non-bio daddy\rquote s beige slacks!\par
\tab No undies.\par
\tab His cock was hard.  Rock hard.\par
\tab Sarah then began masturbating the cock\emdash and was she grinning?\par
\tab Her ass was on fire!  The assault on her body looked tremendously horrible.\par
\tab But she did in fact look like she was smiling.\par
\tab Then she put her mouth to the hard cock and began sucking it.\par
\tab\ldblquote Should we call the police?\rdblquote  Rhonda asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck NO!\rdblquote  retorted Melinda, \ldblquote Bend over!\rdblquote\par
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\tab As Rhonda and Melinda engaged in shenanigans, Sarah sucked off on the cock in her mouth, then got up on the sofa back she had just been laying across, spread her legs, and \ldblquote received\rdblquote .  The short statured man entered his non-bio daughter\rquote s cunt and fucked like it was his last fuck.\par
\tab He fucked crazily for several minutes, pulled out and shot an amazing load of spunk all over Sarah\rquote s cunt and belly.  He seemed in some sort of agony.  That was nothing compared to what happened next\emdash and miscreants Melinda and Rhonda missed it!  (but you wont)\par
\tab After anointing his daughter\rquote s cunt with his jiz the girl\rquote s bio-mom came in from the hallway.  She was naked save for wearing a shiny black leather adornment of straps that crisscrossed his body.  Her bodacious ta-tas were free as well as her hairless pussy.\par
\tab A Korean symbol was tatted on one shoulder, a butterfly of multiple colors was on the other; a large ornate dragon was on her backside.  She would pass for a Korean woman save for her round American eyes; short cropped black hair, short statured as her husband.  She was not a true dark haired woman\emdash just for your information.\par
\tab In her hand she carried a braided black leather whip.\par
\tab Sarah slipped out from under her non-bio daddy and from the coffee table drawer she brought a long handled long paddled paddle (with holes!)  She also brought a leather strop (similar to that of which barbers used to use).\par
\tab Mr. Riyu leaned over the sofa.  His American wife cracked the whip; Mr. R jolted and was told (in Korean) to stretch his arms out.  The man complied grabbing the sofa cushions and bracing.  The whip cracked again and then lashed the man\rquote s backside.  He screamed out in pain, arched his back and brought his legs up\emdash of which they were lashed and the woman screamed at him to put them down.\par
\tab Sarah rubbed her still burning ass and was given a nod by her mother.\par
\tab The leather strop was first; it landed harshly on the man\rquote s bare ass causing him to jolt nearly out of his skin.  Something odd was going on with this family.  Sarah smacked his ass again and when he brought his legs up he was whipped by his wife.  There were previous welts on the man\rquote s backside, legs.  This was not their first session.  To be a good provider was one thing; to fuck an American teenage girl was something else!  So, it seemed, to provide for his American wife and teenage daughter all the things they wanted and\emdash AND to fuck said teenage daughter they in turn got to beat the shit out of him using whips and strops.\par
\tab Even trade I\rquote d say.\par
\tab Sarah used the paddle on his feet.\par
\tab Then, on his backside he turned bringing his legs back.\par
\tab Sarah went and positioned herself on the man\rquote s face.  He screamed into her pussy as she held his legs back and his wife spanked his ass with the paddle.  Sarah fondled his cock and balls and even went down on him sucking his cock wholly.  Her mother barley missed her cocksucking daughter as she wailed upon the man\rquote s ass.\par
\tab In Melinda\rquote s bedroom\emdash Melinda wailed on Rhonda\rquote s ass while the crystal dildo was masturbated into her (Rhonda\rquote s) pussy.  The girl\rquote s sixty-nined, spanked one another, spanked one another\rquote s pussy, and wanted to smoke some pot.  There was no more so\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s go out and see if we can score a hit.\rdblquote  Melinda said.\par
\tab It was getting late, past curfew.  Should they get caught\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote We wont get caught.\rdblquote  Said Melinda.  Famous last words.\par
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\pard  \tab Camping out in a backyard was a grandpa-like figure and his two granddaughters.  The hour was late, the night was dark, the air cool.  The backyard was moderate in size inundated with trees of differing sizes and types.  Bushes, shrubs, some boulders, all made the backyard a \ldblquote forest.\rdblquote\par
\tab The \ldblquote grandpa\rdblquote  Melinda knew, he was a deacon at her church.  John Beecee; a standing member who sometimes preached!  He sang in the choir, directed people to the pews, and had something to do Christian activities.\par
\tab In the backyard of John\rquote s home there was a tent but it was from a small 2-wheeled trailer normally attached to a 2-wheeled motorcycle.  John Beecee was a motorcycle enthusiast; one of those \ldblquote Christian\rdblquote  motorcycle types.  On Melinda and Sarah\rquote s visit there more than \ldblquote Christian\rdblquote  activities going on.  They all were naked!\par
\tab Twelve year old Brittany was on her back, legs spread, and getting well fucked by her 60-something grandpa.  There wasn\rquote t a lot of light to see well or absolute details but\'85\par
\tab Eight year old Samantha, sister of Brittany, was on her hands and knees, wiggling, giggling, and being fingered by her grandpa.  John humped and humped Brittany, smoothed his hand over Samantha\rquote s ass, and was much less than Christian than he led on to be.\par
\tab When he got his nut, from fucking Brittany, he pulled out and humped her pussy.  Melinda knew Brittany as semi outgoing, sang in the children\rquote s choir, but otherwise was out of sight of Melinda.  Samantha was more outgoing, very friendly, had an amazing memory\emdash songs and plays and people\rquote s names, and was always greeting everyone with a smile.\par
\tab John sidestepped over to the naked youngster, smoothed his hand over her bare ass, fingered her pussy and asshole, then slapped his cock against her lily white ass.  It was difficult for the two spies to see but the church deacon in good to excellent standing began pumping against the pretty eight year old\emdash he was in her asshole.\par
\tab Further down a house or two and in that backyard\emdash\par
\tab Two boys, Adam and Zachary, were having a camp out, too.  But instead of a tent they were making use of a refrigerator box.  There was a hole cut in the side, the box laying down with one end open.  One of the boys had his head up thru the hole in the side looking around, giggling.  He was giggling \lquote cause the other boy inside the box was sucking his dick!\par
\tab Both lads were naked, they were handsome turds being just eight years young.  Adam had fine blond hair that was thick and like a \ldblquote bowl.\rdblquote   Zachary had fiery red hair that was also bowl shaped.\par
\tab After a time, the boys switched places.\par
\tab The girls went on.\par
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\pard\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s almost midnight,\rdblquote  said Melinda, \ldblquote let\rquote s go over to the coffee shop and watch the weirdos!\rdblquote\par
\tab After exiting the alley they crossed Demeany St. the girls made way to the coffee shop where at that particular hour the \ldblquote weirdos\rdblquote  assembled.  Dead beats, factory workers, Goth people, and an assorted class of no-class peoples who smoked \ldblquote funny cigarettes\rdblquote  and peed on the cars in the parking lot.\par
\tab Just as they made the next alley directly behind the coffee shop\emdash\par
\tab A big bright piercing light illuminated them and a booming voice from a car\par
\tab\ldblquote HALT!\rdblquote  and \ldblquote STAY WHERE YOU ARE!\rdblquote\par
\tab The girls froze.\par
\tab A police officer came looming up from the dark tapping his watch.\par
\tab\ldblquote You\rquote re out awfully late,\rdblquote  he said sternly, \ldblquote way past your curfew.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Shit.\rdblquote  said Melinda.\par
\tab\ldblquote Have to call your folks, from downtown (jail).\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Double shit.\rdblquote  said Sarah.\par
\tab But first!\par
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\tab The girls were very shaken\emdash and felt out!  As they \ldblquote assumed the position\rdblquote  hands on the car, the lone police officer frisked them\emdash and did so that made the girls uncomfortable.  The officer\rquote s hands, and ye his fingers, went probing all about their private areas and breasts.  Neither girl had ID or money on them.\par
\tab\ldblquote Names?\rdblquote  he asked and jotted down their names and address, phone numbers.  Neither girl wanted their parents called\emdash that would be sooo bad news.  Melinda\rquote s parents weren\rquote t out for the evening but the entire weekend!  Some adult retreat or some shit like that.  And Melinda was supposed to be old enough and responsible enough to handle being home alone for the weekend.  Of course she had emergency numbers, 911, mace.  Rhonda\rquote s daddy was \ldblquote out of town\rdblquote  with a broken drive axle on his truck.  Sure.  Whatever he was really doing he wouldn\rquote t like having to come home to fetch his daughter out of jail.  That would be bad.\par
\tab The handcuffs came out and the girls seriously began to freak\emdash and wail.\par
\tab\ldblquote Please don\rquote t arrest us!\rdblquote  almost shrieked a Melinda.\par
\tab\ldblquote Or take us to jail!\rdblquote  cried Rhonda.\par
\tab The police officer, Wayne Krunch, smiled (deviously) ushering the girls to the cruiser.  More feeling out, patting down; then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Take your clothes off.\rdblquote  he said flatly.\par
\tab The girls\rquote  breaths were taken (away).  They stared bulge eyed in more fear than being simply arrested.\par
\tab\ldblquote Take \lquote em off or go to jail\emdash your choice.\rdblquote\par
\tab The girls looked to one another\emdash some choice.\par
\tab Arrested, in jail, parents called\emdash or get naked.  Some choice!\par
\tab Rhonda began unpeeling first, her shirt and bra.\par
\tab Melinda screwed up her face and was terrified.\par
\tab Officer Krunch massaged his cock (still tucked inside his trousers.)\par
\tab Shots were fired \ldblquote somewhere\rdblquote  in the vicinity; a call-alert was issued for any unit in the area to investigate; a break-in at a pawn shop, a prowler, car alarm, business alarm, all went unheeded.  Officer Krunch had other priorities.\par
\tab With the girls nervously naked,\par
\tab\ldblquote You, in the car, lay down.\rdblquote  he directed Rhonda.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh shit!\rdblquote  said a dejected Rhonda.  She moved nakedly into the backseat of the police car and laid out, spread her legs, and began fingering herself for the twisted pleasure of the cop.  Meanwhile, a nervously naked Melinda \ldblquote went to her knees\rdblquote  and took out the man\rquote s cock\emdash as per commanded to do so.\par
\tab It was long, hard, and ready to be sucked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck it, suck it off and your parents will never know.\rdblquote  (that you were out passed curfew breaking into cars.)\par
\tab Crying, sniveling, whimpering, Melinda sucked the man\rquote s cock.\par
\tab Rhonda masturbated and knew\emdash she just knew that she (and Melinda) were going to be raped.\par
\tab Officer Krunch didn\rquote t cum off in Melinda\rquote s mouth as he said he would, instead; he pulled out in mid suck and fucked her face.  The girl was just as horrified at that as anything else.  Up against her nose he stretched his manly manhood making her suck his hairy balls (which she appalled.)\par
\tab Rhonda was nowhere near being sexually \ldblquote excited\rdblquote ; she fingered her pussy and watched in tranced horror as her friend was face fucked.  Then, the cop focused on Rhonda and her \ldblquote fingering\rdblquote  and HE became excited.  Down came his pants and into the backseat climbing on the clenching but not so frightened girl.  She WAS frightened a tad bit; just a little.  Mostly and she was pissed off.  The audacity of the officer!\par
\tab The man ditched his utility belt, the one with the gun, handcuffs, mace, stun gun, into the front seat and proceeded his assault on Rhonda.  His throbbing hard cock had just made entry into the teen\rquote s pussy when from behind came Melinda.  She was cooing, pawing at the man\rquote s ass, rubbing her nakedness on him\emdash to which the man enjoyed and liked\emdash a lot!\par
\tab\ldblquote Now, see there,\rdblquote  he clucked, \ldblquote it\rquote s a lot better when you cooperate!\rdblquote  and he slid his cock further into Rhonda\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab Melinda locked eyes to Rhonda.  Cocking her head to see past the man\rquote s shoulder and Melinda held up an object.  Handcuffs!  Rhonda nodded.  Her young teenage heart began to beat near out of her chest.  She spread her legs and began manipulating the man\rquote s arms\emdash pinning them behind his back.\par
\tab She almost kissed him\emdash almost.\par
\tab Instead,\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck me!\rdblquote  she cooed, \ldblquote Fuck me hard!\rdblquote\par
\tab Enthused, Officer Krunch began to power fuck the willing teenager.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote HEY!\rdblquote  the man shouted as the handcuffs were \lquote cuffed to him.\par
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck!?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote re bitches,\rdblquote  said Melinda defiantly, \ldblquote and you ought to know\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote NOT TO FUCK WITH BITCHES!\rdblquote  the girls said in unison.\par
\tab Rhonda slid out from under the man as he furiously fought to free himself.\par
\tab Didn\rquote t work; didn\rquote t work for the countless thieves, car jackers, hippies, drunks, taggers, and other assorted scoundrels and troublemakers he had arrested over the ten years of service to the department of police.  Still, though\emdash\par
\tab Krunch flurried about on the ground; the ground with bits of broken glass, stickers, wood chips, tacks, and pavement pebbles.  He flung outwardly his legs trying to kick the girls and demand that they unhandcuff him.  Melinda held up a ring of keys and flung them over the wooden fence of the alley into the yard beyond\emdash the yard containing not one but two Dobermans and a Rott.\par
\tab\ldblquote Go fetch, motherfucker!\rdblquote  said Melinda.\par
\tab Meanwhile,\par
\tab Rhonda produced from the man\rquote s utility belt the stun gun.  There, too, was a tazer, nightstick, and a 9mm Glock.  For a moment there was fear in the man\rquote s eyes as he locked eyes with the girl he had just sunk his dick into.  Then a fury of furious flying as he tried to get out from his steel bindings.  His clothes were all jacked up at his ankles preventing him from executing any significant move that would aid him in his predicament.\par
\tab Melinda grabbed his flying ankles and showing incredible strength flipped the man over and continued to maintain her hold.  The angle of the dangle and already exhausted and with a backside full of broken glass, the man was in little position to do shit about his situation.\par
\tab Rhonda touched his thigh with the stun gun.\par
\tab Officer Krunch freaked the fuck out.\par
\tab Melinda lost her grip on the tormented man; Rhonda nodded to Melinda who got the unsaid message and as the man began to calm down she perched herself on the officer\rquote s face, squeezing tight her thighs to his face.  Then, Rhonda \ldblquote touched\rdblquote  the man\rquote s balls with the stun gun.\par
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\tab\ldblquote Now what?\rdblquote  worried Melinda.  The deed done, there was the problem with the car\rquote s video surveillance identifying them.\par
\tab Rhonda thought\emdash and thought\emdash and thought some more.  She was mulling something over when,\par
\tab\ldblquote Car Ten, dispatch, what\rquote s your status?\rdblquote\par
\tab The crackle of the two-way disrupted her thoughts.\par
\tab\ldblquote Car Ten, dispatch, respond.\rdblquote\par
\tab The hour was late, they were behind Millie\rquote s Coffee Shop; a second-hand store was next to it and then a repair garage and junk yard.  A main street was in front, a tire shop on the corner, a slew of shops and such on the far side, some empty.  Neighborhoods all about, barking dogs, cat fight, car alarm going off.\par
\tab\ldblquote We gotta get out of here.\rdblquote  Melinda whined.\par
\tab\ldblquote We gotta erase the evidence that we\rquote ve been here.\rdblquote  Rhonda explained.\par
\tab\ldblquote How?\rdblquote\par
\tab In the trunk was a sophisticated box containing the surveillance video.\par
\tab\ldblquote We need a key to open it.\rdblquote  said Rhonda.  She looked to her friend\emdash the one who had just tossed the set of keys into the doggie yard.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ooops.\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote I didn\rquote t know!\rdblquote\par
\tab Keys were in the ignition\emdash however, none of them were for the video box in the trunk.\par
\tab\ldblquote Our fingerprints are all over this car.\rdblquote  complained Melinda.\par
\tab The girls put their clothes back on, then kicked the drooling-trembling man on the ground.  Melinda took the stun gun applying it to the man\rquote s balls (again).  Rhonda took the nightstick and smashed his nuggets as hard as she could\emdash the man violently retched and spoke in some weird alien tongue.  And for good measure she tazed him, the gun that shoots out electrical wires with a skin piercing barb.\par
\tab The man twitched, screamed a slew of obscenities, twitched, and got smack in the balls again by Rhonda\rquote s foot.  She shouted,\par
\tab\ldblquote Be the last fucking time you rape somebody, asshole!\rdblquote  and kicked him again.\par
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\tab\ldblquote We gotta get rid of this car.\rdblquote  said Rhonda.  The evidence in the trunk and their fingerprints were too much to ignore and let go.\par
\tab\ldblquote What about him?\rdblquote  Melinda said about Officer Krunch.\par
\tab Rhonda thought for a long time, five minutes.\par
\tab Meanwhile,\par
\tab\ldblquote Car Ten\emdash dispatch, you\rquote re last known location\emdash 20\super th\nosupersub  St. and Chestmount, is this correct?\rdblquote\par
\tab Not quite, but close.  Too close.  Dispatch was sending other Cars to see why Ten wasn\rquote t responding.\par
\tab\ldblquote Help me.\rdblquote  Rhonda said and the two wrestled the worthless cop into the backseat.  He didn\rquote t fight, he was delirious and unable to console his busted balls.\par
\tab\ldblquote Now what?\rdblquote  Melinda asked.\par
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\pard\tab From North Munion St. to Garden Blvd. and then the entire area west of Munion to the freeway including especially the crosstown freeway and elevated subway area\emdash was a \ldblquote bad area.\rdblquote   The derelicts of society, row houses, tenement housing, poor and very poor, heavy drug and prostitute environment.  A bad area.\par
\tab And it took fifteen minutes or so from Millie\rquote s Coffee Shop to the bad area.\par
\tab Melinda drove slowly; she found the switch to turn off the roof mounted lights and turned down the radio.\par
\tab\ldblquote We are in SOOOO much trouble.\rdblquote  whined continuously Melinda.\par
\tab\ldblquote Shut it!\rdblquote  bitched Rhonda.  But, they WERE in soooo much trouble.\par
\tab And it wasn\rquote t over yet.\par
\tab Parking under the crosstown freeway the girls left the car, with \ldblquote passenger\rdblquote  naked in the backseat.  Rhonda zapped his balls \ldblquote one more time\rdblquote  while Melinda spit on his face.  \ldblquote Fucker!\rdblquote  they left him handcuffed.\par
\tab It was dark where they were\emdash damn dark and damn-damn spooky.\par
\tab Dogs barked everywhere\emdash except where they were.\par
\tab There was a closed liquor store, a defunct telephone, a fluctuating light above it as well as a flickering light on a light pole.  The area was rough with buildings, huge overgrown shrubs, and a dank funk that hung lifeless in the air.\par
\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s get the fuck outta here!\rdblquote  cried Melinda.\par
\tab The girls held hands and walked as quietly and as invisibly as they could.\par
\tab At the corner of Brea and Waynott St. they paused at the bus stop.\par
\tab Next bus--#4-01 arriving at 7AM.\par
\tab It was 2:45AM currently.\par
\tab A crappy car rumbled by; a long beige Cad with broken taillights.\par
\tab There were some lights on in homes on the corners; a funky smell lingered in the air\emdash a cross between marijuana and\emdash something else.  It was not a nice area to hang out in waiting for a bus\emdash day or night!\par
\tab\ldblquote There\rquote s an all-night liquor store up ahead,\rdblquote  said Rhonda calmly, \ldblquote I saw it on our way.\rdblquote  pause, \ldblquote It had a phone outside.\rdblquote\line\tab On their way\emdash\par
\tab A car slowly came towards them and as it pass Rhonda knew it stopped and was backing up.  The girls freaked and broke into a run.  On their left was a row of old funky overgrown oleander bushes.  The girls dove inside and found a crumbly brick wall.  In a panic they held their breath as the car came to a stop and a black man in pimp-ghetto attire stepped out.  He chewed on a toothpick, was dressed in flashy clothes, small profile beard, leather cap.  He said something but the noisy car radio drowned him out.  He stood for a moment scanning the area then got back in his car and drove off.\par
\tab The girls virtually melted.\par
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\pard\tab Once more and the girls had to dive into the bushes but finally made it to the all-nite liquor store.  Some bums were gathered outside, drinking, smoking funny cigarettes, and peeing openly.  The girls kept to the bushes and slipped up to behind the store then slinked their way along the wall to the two-phone bank.  Right on the corner were the phones.  The bums and other derelicts were at the other end.\par
\tab A slew of crude (and rude) drawings were on the phones, and walls.  Spent condoms were on the ground, broken beer bottles, and just a seedy atmosphere made the entire area\emdash bad.  Rhonda nervously dialed a number.  She hadn\rquote t had any money on her\emdash thankfully, though, Officer Krunch had a billfold and loose change in his pocket!\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh, hello?\rdblquote  said a sleepy weary voice on the other end.\par
\tab\ldblquote Freddy?  This is Rhonda.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh, whaz up?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I need you.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Whoa.\rdblquote  Then, \ldblquote Uh, it\rquote s like, uh, three a-m.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, I know\emdash but, me and Mel, we\rquote re in a bad area.\rdblquote\par
\tab Pause.\par
\tab\ldblquote Freddy?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh, yeah?  Bad area?\rdblquote\par
\tab Rhonda explained the \ldblquote bad area.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What the eff you doing there?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Long story,\rdblquote  said Rhonda cringing at the story, \ldblquote can you come get us?\rdblquote\par
\tab Slight pause, then, \ldblquote Uh, yeah.\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote Is that it?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote That\rquote s it.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh, ok.\rdblquote  click.\par
\tab\ldblquote Soooo, is he coming?\rdblquote  a nervous Melinda asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote I have no idea.\rdblquote  Rhonda answered and slumped/slid against the crap-tastic crumbly beige wall.\par
\tab Half an hour later\'85\par
\tab Freddy\rquote s late model politically incorrect Lincoln pulled up to the liquor store.  The girls had been hiding behind the building slipping out whenever a car pulled up.  At one time during the thirty minute wait the ghetto-pimp pulled up and went inside the store.\par
\tab Ten minutes later he returned, looked around, acknowledge the gathering at the other side of the store then left.  Rhonda for one was very relieved.  Finally, Freddy.\par
\tab The girls were quiet in the ride back to the \ldblquote better part\rdblquote  of town.\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh, your house or what?\rdblquote  Freddy asked of Rhonda\emdash or whoever would answer.\par
\tab\ldblquote Mine.\rdblquote  said Rhonda.\par
\tab\ldblquote\rquote k.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Would you come in?\rdblquote  Rhonda asked trying to keep control of herself as Freddy pulled up to the house.\par
\tab\ldblquote What about your dad?\rdblquote  he asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote He\rquote s out of town.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote\rquote k.\rdblquote\par
\tab Inside the house and Rhonda made for the bathroom upstairs where she began throwing up ridiculously.  Melinda made for the kitchen and slammed a soda.  Freddy followed\emdash he had a few questions but kept them to himself.\par
\tab\ldblquote You got any weed?\rdblquote  he asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sorry.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote No worries.\rdblquote  he chuckled and produced a joint he had stashed anyways.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m going to check on Ro.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote\rquote k.\rdblquote  Freddy shrugged, farted, and toked.  His parents were \ldblquote away\rdblquote  for the weekend, too.  After grabbing a soda he parked his carcass on the sofa, slammed the soda, and after hitting the doobie fell asleep.\par
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Whoa!  Shit!  What the eff up!?\par
\tab\ldblquote Whoa!  Shit!  What the eff up!?\rdblquote\par
\tab Rhonda and Melinda were laying on Rhonda\rquote s bed side by side\emdash naked.\par
\tab A nice morning breeze made its acquaintance drifting into the girlie bedroom; a slightly stoned Freddy stood at the open bedroom door\emdash gawking.\par
\tab The girls sat up.  Neither could speak (but there was a lot to say.)\par
\tab\ldblquote Sooo,\rdblquote  drawled Rhonda, \ldblquote uhm, you like wanna join us?\rdblquote\par
\tab Freddy\rquote s eyes bulged, \ldblquote Uh, dude!\rdblquote\par
\tab Freddy was cool, he was a stoner, seventeen years old, was amazingly somehow a history wizard, was good to very good in math, loved English\emdash er, English Lit.  Wasn\rquote t crazy about biology (but was into herbology\'85)\par
\tab After shucking his clothes he ambled slowly over to the bed.\par
\tab He was a few cunt hairs over six foot (2meters); thick ultra curly brown hair, stoned blue eyes, kind of gangly and lanky, destined for military school.  His cock was hard and the girls giggled.  The hours earlier were still about them but as Freddy entered Rhonda those horrors began to disappear.\par
\tab Melinda fingered herself and watched in awe as Freddy\rquote s dong slid in and out of her friend\rquote s cunt.  The fuck was on.  Freddy locked his arms and stared down from Rhonda\rquote s face to her bouncing titties.  He brought his cock almost all the way out but then plunged back in to pump furiously.\par
\tab Rhonda thrashed about some, gripped Freddy\rquote s arms then wrapped her legs about his and seemed to thoroughly enjoy getting laid.  Melinda furiously frigged herself casting off the horrors of Officer Krunch.  Krunch, by the way, had been found in his car, naked, and in a state of delirium.  The fellows who found him knew him, some had been arrested and harassed by him.  Krunch was taken out of his car by some of the black youths while others took the car.  Neither would be seen again.\par
\tab After cumming off in Rhonda, Freddy sat back staring at his cum laden on Rhonda\rquote s pussy.\par
\tab\ldblquote Jeeze!\rdblquote  he sat with a sheepish smile.\par
\tab Rhonda fingered herself, breathed hard, sweated, and actually desired to get screwed again.  But it was Melinda\rquote s turn.  Freddy was only too happy to oblige.  Before plunging his fuck stick into Melinda\rquote s willing cunt, though, Freddy went down on her licking her out making her fuck his face and subsequently cum thereon.  It was an incredible session.  And when he had sufficiently creamed off in Melinda\rquote s cunt\emdash his already blown mind was blown more when family friend Rhonda \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on him.  She did!  She sucked off on Freddy\rquote s cock freshly explunged from Melinda\rquote s cunt!\par
\tab Then she mounted him.\par
\tab Freddy\rquote s teenage dong was still significantly hard and as he lay in delirium from being sucked, naked (and willing) Rhonda plopped herself down onto his cock sliding her sex down onto his.  The boy was unable to say word one.\par
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\tab After Freddy went home; after fucking both girls then a mutual shower together, then breakfast, Rhonda and Melinda returned to the bedroom where they lay from the early morning to the afternoon; naked together with the horrors that had befell dissipating.\par
\tab Had they gone out that day (for spying) they would have observed the following:\par
\tab Down the alleyway some houses down and Grandpa Allen was babysitting his four year old granddaughter, Joanna.  Joanna loved to paint; she loved to watch butterflies, she loved to run amok in the house and backyard, she loved to cuddle/sleep in her grandpa\rquote s lap, and she loved peanut butter sandwiches and peanut butter sandwiches was what her dear grandpa made for her, drawing a big \ldblquote J\rdblquote  in the butter, too!  The little girl was a real cutey pie; long silky brown hair, sweet little face, embarrassed easily, and was just as cute as could be!  She often wore kiddie dresses, sometimes short pants, and sometimes dashed about amok-like with nothing at all!\par
\tab This, of course, got her grandpa\rquote s attention.\par
\tab After moving in with his daughter after the recent loss of his wife, Allen became a full time babysitter.  His single daughter worked at a downtown office building downtown and freed her up from hiring someone or taking the tyke to daycare.  Allen loved the little scamp; they had adventures together, went to the museums, zoos, the mall, and parks.\par
\tab One day, this day, after washing hands and face from the peanut butter lunch, Joanna plopped herself down onto her grandpa\rquote s lap to be read to.  As per the norm, as he began to read to her she began to fall asleep.  As soon as she was--\par
\tab Aged hands that had worked papers for years and years began sliding up the youngster\rquote s legs.  Slowly-slowly-slowly was the light blue dress with duckies all over them was inched up.  Once the dress was up enough to reveal her typical basic blue panties he held his breath and checked the remote control-like device.\par
\tab (everyone has a Device!)\par
\tab He thought carefully.\par
\tab He closed his eyes and swallowed hard.\par
\tab It was just after noon o\rquote clock.\par
\tab He waited.\par
\tab Joanna was sound-sound to sleep.\par
\tab A time or two before when she had been \ldblquote sound-sound\rdblquote  to sleep and he had managed to be a little naughty; lifting her dress, sliding her panties down, and having a good incestuous looksee at her pussy.  But more was wanted.  He waited.\par
\tab All the little lights on the Device were \ldblquote green.\rdblquote   That indicated that the child\rquote s mind was his\emdash his to control.  Well, so much as it was that she would be \ldblquote unaware\rdblquote  of whatever it was her grandpa wanted to do.  The Device was not sophisticated as many were; it was low-key and had only one main ability\emdash mind numbing.  But with a wee child who was sleepy already\emdash the Device was merely a back-up plan.\par
\tab Allen began tugging the panties down.\par
\tab Joanna remained sound-sound to sleep.\par
\tab Allen tugged the panties ALL THE WAY down\emdash and then off!\par
\tab His cock was rock hard and with some awkwardness he managed to free it from his trouser and lay it against his granddaughter\rquote s hairless pussy.  He virtually melted.  It was a dream cum true.  A fantasy.  Long had he desired to have inappropriateness with Joanna.  Long had he fantasized doing very-very naughty things to her.  A great deal of his life\rquote s saving had he spent to obtain the Device that would help him fulfill those very-very naughty things.\par
\tab With her panties off (and his dick against her) he began working off her dress.  Joanna remained steadfastly asleep.  Allen spread her legs and began moving his dick all over her sex; then began slap/smack/spanking her pussy finding newness in his naughtiness.\par
\tab Finding the girl not responding to his naughty delights, Allen began gouging her slit.  A strong desire loomed\emdash he wanted to fuck her!  But he couldn\rquote t.  For one, she would know and then her mother would know.  Then he would know the brutality of pervs in prison.\par
\tab Still, though, he was delighted by his doings and gouged her cunny until he felt the urge.  The other urge.  He began masturbating and even took Joanna\rquote s little tyke hands having her help out the cause.\par
\tab A grand jutting of cum soiled the child\rquote s cunt pleasing the retired advertising man greatly.  Rubbing his cum squirter all over his granddaughter\rquote s cunny continued to please him\emdash so much so that he moved her to the sofa.  There and with the child on the cushion and he on his knees, he bashed her soiled twat with his cock somewhere keeping himself from the ultimate sin.\par
\tab He did, though, do a fair amount of poking.\par
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\tab It was almost a daily ritual; feed Joanna, read to her, put her to electronic sleep, get her naked and cum on her pussy.  He humped her pussy simulating fucking her (but he just humped against her cunt) until ejaculation.  There was some anal probing with his grandpa dick and then he was gliding his dick against her mouth!\par
\tab The desires, though, to fuck-fuck-fuck her were insurmountable.\par
\tab But there was just no way.  To break in her four year old pussy\emdash she would be sore!  Then her mother would be sore.\par
\tab Her mother.\par
\tab Allen thought\emdash and thought\emdash and then thought some more.\par
\tab Could he?  Could he mind zap his daughter, too?\par
\tab That was interesting.\par
\tab Very interesting.\par
\tab Still, though, he wanted a little one like Joanna.\par
\tab A perv is a perv.\par
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I cum, therefore I am\par
\tab At his church where he helped out being a greeter and usher the Prospects were plentiful.  Young girls from ten and younger tantalized him greatly.  So cute!  And such a myriad of clothing; dresses, shorts, pants, jeans, skirts.  Bright sunny faces; blonds, brown hair, red heads.  Girls with lumpy chests and some who were flat.  Girls with cute little laughs.  Girls who greeted him, hugged him, and delighted him.\par
\tab But how?  How to \ldblquote acquire\rdblquote  one, or two, to satisfy his lust?\par
\tab Having the Device was one thing\emdash and it only DID one thing.\par
\tab Opportunity would have to supply itself.\par
\tab Meanwhile, Joanna!\par
\tab With his little granddaughter he was relatively satisfied.  The mind blanking machine worked well\emdash she never knew nothing!  He was more than elated when learning that the youngster had no adverse effects from being affected (by the EMAD.)  There had been some concerns but those were laid to rest as day after day and the little tyke was her merry little self.\par
\tab He did wish, though, that she was a little more livelier during their \ldblquote special\rdblquote  sessions.  He wanted her to jack him off, to suck his dick, sit on his face, and generally interact with him.  But the EMAD he had had only one function\emdash mind zapping.\par
\tab Little Joanna was six months away from being five years young.  Allen tested the waters, so to speak, with just how much could he get away with.  I.E.; spanking.  Not hard, but enough to make a sound and turn the little girl\rquote s ass a nice shade of red.\par
\tab She didn\rquote t even shed a tear!\par
\tab The joy was, though, just to see her naked.  He wished that he could see her playing whilst naked\emdash that would be such a boon!  But having her naked to himself was ok, too.  He enjoyed undressing her, then feeding her his cock.  All over that sweet face he humped, then in the mouth to pump.  Laying her out on her bed he licked and licked and slapped his cock against her sex.  How he managed to keep his cock from invading her young cunny he didn\rquote t know.  The pressure was mounting\emdash he had to get a girl like her (age) to fuck!\par
\tab Oh!  But first!  This happened\emdash\par
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Of all things, plans don\rquote t always go well\par
\tab This ever happen to you?  You\rquote re standing there naked with your dick in a four year old\rquote s mouth and her mother comes in?  Kinda hard to explain that one.\par
\tab\ldblquote I was cleaning her room and she fell on my cock!\rdblquote  Uhm, no.\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote re playing Hide \lquote n Seek and got carried away.\rdblquote   Good one.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s not what you think.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s an alien illusion.\rdblquote\par
\tab I\rquote d go with the latter.\par
\tab Joanna\rquote s mom, however, freaked the fuck out.  But before she got too carried away, though, Allen grabbed the handy-dandy EMAD and hit the emergency mind zap button.  It was the same as the only other button for regular mind zapping but the \ldblquote emergency\rdblquote  button was more potent.\par
\tab Noreen stood absolutely still.\par
\tab So did Allen\rquote s heart.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sweet sorry sonofabitch!\rdblquote  he said.  This was not good.  \lquote Now what?\rquote\par
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\pard\tab The day was early; Noreen had come home early unexpectedly for some fucked up reason\emdash and parked her car out at the curb rather than alert her father by pulling into the drive.  There was no way to explain his actions.  Little Joanna was naked, HE was naked, his dick had been fully in her mouth.  Nope, no way to explain that.\par
\tab Now what?\par
\tab Sitting on the girl\rquote s bed he contemplated.  His chest hurt.  His head hurt.  His dick\emdash well, it felt tingly (like that pin cushiony feeling he was having in his left arm\'85)\par
\tab Standing up before his daughter his mind raced trying to come up with some logical reason that she would buy (for being naked with his naked four year old granddaughter with his dick in her mouth.)\par
\tab There was no reason logical or otherwise.\par
\tab He was fucked.\par
\tab He got a little angry but kept it to himself.  Walking around his daughter and he lashed out at her\emdash swatting her ass just to relieve himself.\par
\tab Hmmm, kinda felt good.\par
\tab So he did it again.\par
\tab She wore beige slacks, sandals, and a loose fitting non-matching top.\par
\tab Not any more!\par
\tab For some reason a sudden bizarre mood struck him.  It had been a long-long time since he had last seen his daughter naked.  A long time since he had swatted her ass.  His eyes fluttered, his mind shuttered, his heart puttered.  Down came the slacks and there she was in vibrant red bikini panties.\par
\tab A smile came to Allen\rquote s face.  He brightened a bit\emdash there was still peril to be considered\emdash but first!  He lowered her panties.  There was a bit of marveling to consider as he stood and gazed into his daughter\rquote s brown eyes.  There was still a massive amount of pissed offedness behind those eyes but she was still mind locked.\par
\tab Allen stepped around his daughter bashing her ass with his rock hard cock.\par
\tab Then he stepped up against placing his dick down between the folds of her pillowy ass; then he \ldblquote reached around\rdblquote  fondling her bodacious ta-tas.  Then he fingered her pussy and a new urge undeniable swamped him.\par
\tab Over to Joanna\rquote s bed did Allen guide his now naked daughter.  He marveled again at how he was able to manipulate her around\emdash just as he did with Joanna.  He was able to move her to the bed, spank her, finger her pussy, fondle her breast, and put his dick in her mouth!\par
\tab OH!\par
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\pard\tab He came, he saw, he fucked all over the place.  It seemed the thing to do.  After pawing his daughter (and placing his dick in her mouth) he moved down to lick her out.  Not a thing there was from Noreen.  There was no way she would tolerate what he was doing to her\emdash she hated pervs and wanted them all to have their balls cut off and a glass bead inserted into their penis (then broken.)\par
\tab After much cunt munching he moved up and drove his cock into the woman\rquote s pussy.  What would his pastor think!  Allen smiled to himself\emdash the pastor had a hot wife he definitely wanted to fuck.  He thought hard about spanking that woman\emdash then fucking her brains out!  She was tall, hailed from Texas, thin build, nice-nice titties, and was probably a wildcat in the sack!\par
\tab Allen fucked his daughter, creamed a mighty healthy load then sat back utterly exhausted.  The \ldblquote now what\rdblquote  returned to him as he watched his cum leak out of her pussy.  He sighed and couldn\rquote t come up with a formidable plan that would make this incident all better.  Releasing her mind and she would be right at the incidence where she saw her father with his dick in her daughter\rquote s mouth.\par
\tab There was just no explaining that!\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Baxter!\rdblquote\par
\tab Baxter Ellsrot.\par
\tab Not a kitty cat name, or a dog, or a horsey, pig, ram.  It was a man.  A tall, thin, wiry, man with a deep drawling voice.  He was a cowboy who had a small ranch north of town and was a good friend of Allen\rquote s.  The man also had an adult son of whom Allen was more interested in.  Not for sexual purposes.\par
\tab A time back and Baxter and his ranch came under some hard times; bills were unpaid, past due, and he had begun selling off equipment and animals.  Then his drop-out college son came home and days later\emdash bills were paid.  In their early days the two men (Allen/Baxter) palled around together getting into various mischief of one sort or another.\par
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Horsing around\par
\tab When Allen was fifteen, and Baxter was 20, they came to work at a dude ranch for the summer.  Baxter was already a hired hand at the ranch, like Allen, he had come there when he was nigh but fifteen and learned the ropes\emdash so to speak.  After a few years he (Baxter) ditched college and became a full time hand.  He broke in new arrivals\emdash horses, not guests, and guided new two-legged arrivals thru the rigors of the cowboy life.\par
\tab Baxter and Allen hit it off and became fast friends.  Allen was eager to learn and Baxter was eager to teach.  Allen wasn\rquote t big headed like some other teens who came along.  He genuinely wanted to learn how to be a cowboy.  During their friendship they learned the other\rquote s unique peculiarities; i.e. perversions.\par
\tab And that was detailed to the young ladies who came to the ranch.\par
\tab Mostly teenage girls (but not specifically.)\par
\tab Neither had much interest in the young women.\par
\tab Both had a keen interest, though, in the younger fare.\par
\tab One fine summery day while taking some time off they both eyed some of that \ldblquote younger fare\rdblquote  as they pranced about the ranch swimming pool clad in skimpy two-piece bathing suits (the younger fare speaking of here; two cowboys prancing about in two-piece skimpy bathing suits would raise eyebrows.)\par
\tab The youngest fare was about six years old clad in an almost inappropriate neon green suit.  She was way pretty, long-long-long blond hair that was super curly.  She had no form, not titties but a wondrous smile and both observing cowboys desired to see her prancing about the pool deck naked.\par
\tab\ldblquote I think we gotta take a ride!\rdblquote  said Baxter.\par
\tab Allen was for that\emdash any more lingering and he was going to have a problem.\par
\tab They mounted up and rode off for a day of riding. \par
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\tab From the dude ranch (where city folk come to be cowboys for a weekend or week) the cowboys rode out across bit of desert to a nearby meadow.  The meadow had a small stream meandering thru the middle of it; a bit of a pine forest was off to one side, farms and ranches were to the other side.  Deep in the middle of the meadow it was very overgrown.\par
\tab\ldblquote Not much you could do with one like that.\rdblquote  Allen said casually.  Although they had been \ldblquote friends\rdblquote  for a while, checked out various girls of this age and that, Allen knew to be wary\emdash just in case.\par
\tab\ldblquote No, but you could do enough!\rdblquote  chucked Baxter.\par
\tab\ldblquote Mostly in the mouth!\rdblquote  chortled back Allen.\par
\tab\ldblquote You could do more.\rdblquote\par
\tab Allen wondered about that\emdash the girl they had seen had been pretty (and pretty young.)  Could a guy like Allen (or Baxter) get his dick in her?  Pussy?  Asshole?  Even the mouth would be a toughie.\par
\tab\ldblquote It sure would be fun trying!\rdblquote  Allen said back.\par
\tab\ldblquote Damn straight!\rdblquote\par
\tab Just then they saw another rider.  Far off, brown horsey with white speckles on the back end going off at an angle from them.\par
\tab\ldblquote Cant tell who it is.\rdblquote  Baxter said.  Too far.\par
\tab The two rode into the woods trying to gain ground on the trotting whoever.\par
\tab At length,\par
\tab\ldblquote Lacie!\rdblquote   as Lacie J Widetoes on her Tennessee Walker, Willie.\par
\tab She was from a neighboring ranch and was a junior in high school.\par
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\pard\tab A fair horseman she was; prominent in the junior rodeo circuit.  Shoulder length bouncy dark brown hair, a serious face, four brothers, and a nice set of hooters both Allen and Baxter thought highly of.  There was also a nice \ldblquote butt\rdblquote , those tight-tight fitting jeans, and a wonder if her four brothers got an 8-second ride out of her?\par
\tab Dismounting their horses the two would-be scallywags slipped up to where Lacie had also dismounted.  When she \ldblquote ducked down\rdblquote  the two cowboys smiled.  She was taking a pee!  Allen saw out the corner of his eye Baxter rubbing himself.  Allen did so, too.  The thought of the girl squatting having herself a pee thoroughly enthused him.\par
\tab Chuckling, Baxter picked up a small rock and gave it a good hurl\emdash right at Willie\rquote s flank!  Not to harm the horse but to spook it in hopes of spooking Lacie who would stand up in mid pee.\par
\tab Willie took offense at being struck, he bucked and made a noise and Lacie stood up.  She looked around wildly\emdash the dense grass was waist high and the distance and angle all prevented the boys from seeing anything \ldblquote good.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lacie looked wildly around then fussed with getting her clothes back together.  Then she remounted and looked around some more.  Satisfied all was well she goaded her horse to move on.  Baxter hurled another rock\emdash he had great aim!  Willie bucked again.  Lacie whirled around,\par
\tab\ldblquote Whoever it is\emdash QUIT IT!\rdblquote\par
\tab She was serious and pissed off.\par
\tab Baxter and Allen kept out of sight as the rider moved on.  Then,\par
\tab Allen took a turn and his aim was a little off\emdash he didn\rquote t hit Willie\rquote s flank but Willie\rquote s rider!  She turned around with burning fire in her blue eyes.  Baxter threw a rock his hardest striking Willie\rquote s ass causing the animal to rear up and be just as pissed off\emdash so much so that he tossed Lacie!\par
\tab The dismounted cowgirl struck the ground and lay unconscious.  Willie made a bunch of horsey noises and galloped.  Allen was sure that he heard distinctly Willie snorting \ldblquote You fuckers!\rdblquote   maybe not.\par
\tab Anyways,\par
\tab Lacie lay still on the ground.  The boys approached cautiously.  She was still breathing and had a bit of blood to the back of her head.\par
\tab\ldblquote Knocked her ass out!\rdblquote  chortled Allen.\par
\tab Baxter nodded that it was so and knelt down straightening out her legs.\par
\tab Shaking her legs, calling her name, Baxter checked her status then\emdash\par
\tab Looking up to Allen there was a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.\par
\tab Taking her boots off and Baxter hurriedly got Allen excited.  Willie was way-way off towards the end of the meadow.  Lacie lay unconscious\emdash and totally unawares of what was happening.\par
\tab Boots off, Baxter undone the teen\rquote s turquoise jeans and pulled them down\emdash then off.  A pair of yellow panties greeted the boys and they both let out a whoop.  The panties were taken down her long legs and there she was\emdash naked.  Well, near naked\emdash she still had her western shirt (and bra on.)\par
\tab Not for long.  Baxter made quick time getting Lacie naked.  Then, one security sweep to make sure and down came his pants.  Allen yanked his pud out and began pulling on it marveling at the brash audacity of his friend.  And the audacity went ten-fold as Baxter Ellsrot \ldblquote mounted\rdblquote  the unconscious Lacie.\par
\tab The fuck was on.  A little pussy fingering but that was all.  Allen had little sexual experience and had no idea how to tell if a girl was a virgin or not.  She wasn\rquote t.  (she had four brothers!)\par
\tab Baxter got busy with the fucking; Lacie made a face and was somewhat aware but too fucked up (with head injury and then being bucked from a horse) to make a fuss about it.  Allen masturbated and ogled the fuck; he liked the girl\rquote s jiggling titties but feasted on the pumping action going on between her legs.\par
\tab Some few minutes later and\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Sloppy seconds?\rdblquote  Baxter chuckled as he withdrew and sat back.\par
\tab Allen had no idea what \ldblquote sloppy seconds\rdblquote  meant.  Baxter got out of the way and Allen got \ldblquote in the way.\rdblquote   He put his fuck stick to the still unconscious teen and began fucking like he had never fucked before!  And he hadn\rquote t!\par
\tab Baxter played with his cum dripping dick commenting,\par
\tab\ldblquote She\rquote s a good fuck, but that girl at the pool would\rquote ve been better!\rdblquote\par
\tab Allen agreed.\par
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Evidently it\rquote s evidence\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote d better take her clothes and stuff.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Why?\rdblquote  asked Baxter; although it was a keen idea leaving the girl naked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Your fingerprints\emdash all over that belt buckle, boots, and shit.\rdblquote\par
\tab And shit.\par
\tab Baxter nodded, \ldblquote Good idea.\rdblquote   Fingerprints\emdash bad idea.\par
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\tab Lacie was starting to come around.  The two miscreant cowboys long gone.  Willie had come back to her, nuzzling her and pawing the ground.  She awoke and was groggy.  Her head hurt terribly.  When she moved any part of her body, especially her head, she got dizzy and felt a wave of heat swarm thru her body\emdash inside and out!\par
\tab It took a few minutes before she realized that she was naked.\par
\tab Then she screamed\emdash startling Willie who darted off (again.)\par
\tab The realization that she had been raped followed.\par
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\tab Reprobates Baxter and Allen returned from whence they came and were immediately re-enthused by the small bevy of young\rquote uns at the pool.  The young one they had seen earlier was still there; so were half a dozen other young people all of which had the cowboys aching.\par
\tab In their shared bunkhouse they stripped off their clothes and lay on their bunks\emdash masturbating.  Lacie was still on their mind.  Her clothes (and belt buckle, boots, and shit) were an abandoned mining pit with dirt thrown over it, some rocks, and then the boys peed all around the area (to ward off sniffing dogs and whatever.)\par
\tab\ldblquote My Ma would catch me doing this,\rdblquote  chortled Bax, \ldblquote and she\rquote d tell my Pa and he\rquote d tan my ass!\rdblquote\par
\tab Allen never got caught.  He giggled (and kept jerking).\par
\tab\ldblquote Hope she doesn\rquote t cause too much trouble.\rdblquote  Allen said off-handedly.\par
\tab\ldblquote She does,\rdblquote  said Baxter, \ldblquote we\rquote ll just have to knock her off her horse, again!\rdblquote\par
\tab A five thousand dollar reward was put out by the sheriff\rquote s department for information leading to the arrest of the party responsible for the sexual assault on Lacie.  And also was made mention the missing belt buckle; it was given to her from a rodeo event and was estimated to be worth about five hundred dollars.\par
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Must be something in the desert air; along with horse shit, wild desert flowers, clean air, pine scent, and horse shit\par
\tab The dude ranch\rquote s owner/operator had a young son who stayed at the ranch.  He was a nice lad of twelve, could ride a horse well, and was likable.  A few days after Baxter and Allen\rquote s triumphant return and Baxter observed the young nice likable lad \ldblquote playing\rdblquote  with a visiting boy.  Both had their pants and underwear down \ldblquote playing\rdblquote  with each other\rquote s puds.  Puds, balls, and ass.  The boys were close together and after mutually masturbating one another they copped a feel of the other\rquote s ass.\par
\tab They weren\rquote t gay per se; they were \ldblquote experiementing.\rdblquote\par
\tab They were \ldblquote experimenting\rdblquote  in one of the horsey barns, way-way in the back behind a wall of baled hay.  Josh had short neat cut brown hair, freckled face and very boyish on the eve of being a teenager.  He had a nice wang, too.  It seemed to be a bit longer than a normal twelve year old boy should have.  The other boy, \ldblquote Kevin\rdblquote  played with\emdash played with it\emdash sucked it.\par
\tab Both lads grinned the entire time behind the hay stack.  Kevin went to his knees giggling like a little girl.  He masturbated Josh, fondled his balls, then put his mouth to the boy\rquote s erect dong and heartily sucked it.\par
\tab Josh liked; he giggled, caressed his own ass, and ran his fingers thru Kevin\rquote s thick mop of red hair.  Kevin didn\rquote t seem opposed to cock sucking and to the casual observer (Baxter) would have thought the boy was a pro.\par
\tab After he had sucked his fill\emdash it was Josh\rquote s turn (to suck.)  Josh was not an avid cock sucker as there was some hesitation.  But he went to his knees, eyed the one-eyed monster waggling proudly before him, closed his eyes, and performed the oral copulation.  How he liked it (or not) couldn\rquote t rightly be seen but the boy sucked and sucked and sucked some more.\par
\tab Then they got into a cockfight.  They giggled like crazy before the boy, Kevin, turned about presenting his ass.  Josh slapped his throbbing hard slobbered on cock against the boy\rquote s ass then dragged it up and down the crack.  Kevin pulled his cheeks open and the invite was there for the taking.  For sure and Josh particularly wanted his first sexual encounter to be with a girl\emdash but a hole was a hole!\par
\tab He plunged in.\par
\tab What his thoughts were about the devilish deed\emdash unknown.  He went \ldblquote in\rdblquote  slowly, pulled out then went back in sliding mostly all the way before instinctively pumping.  Kevin, the fuckee, oohed, ahhed, pulled his tube, and seemed to enjoy the backdoor banditry.\par
\tab Josh took his turn\emdash getting creeped out when new friend Kevin dropped to his knees and tongued Josh\rquote s cornhole.  A rim job!  Kevin was on the very verge of being an astute gay boy in training.  He licked Josh\rquote s hole, played with the dangling nads, then stood up and made entry.\par
\tab The following day and Kevin went with his family on a day outing.  Josh didn\rquote t go, he stayed to do some chores.  Those chores were in the barn of sin.  Baxter confronted the lad,\par
\tab\ldblquote So you like cock, huh?\rdblquote  he smiled.\par
\tab Josh went into panic mode.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s ok,\rdblquote  chortled the cowboy, \ldblquote I\rquote m kinda that way, too!\rdblquote  kinda.\par
\tab The two went behind the hay wall and with some trepidation Josh got naked.\par
\tab Baxter shucked his clothes to his ankles and stood presenting a major boner.\par
\tab With some hesitation and Josh took to sucking the man\rquote s dong.\par
\tab Baxter fucked the boy\rquote s handsome boyish face\emdash then turned him around and fucked him royally.  Baxter wasn\rquote t \ldblquote gay\rdblquote  but wasn\rquote t one to turn down a hole.  Josh tolerated the butt fucking\emdash more for the point that he had been seen being naughty with Kevin.  Afterwards, and\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Wanna go for a ride?\rdblquote\par
\tab Did he have a choice?\par
\tab Josh mounted up and the two rode off for a day of adventure.\par
\tab Again and Baxter made for Long Meadow.  The ride was congenial, the two talked of the ranch, the guests, the horses, and of Baily and Kimberly.  Baily and Kimberly were summer time ranch hands; like Baxter and Allen.  They helped keep the ranch clean, maintained the horses, and took guests for rides.\par
\tab Baily was sixteen; a nice girl, lots of tomboy in her, and a very good horseman.  Kimberly was blond, more friendlier, excellent on the horse.  She was fifteen and had Josh\rquote s attention\emdash a lot!  So the subject turned to sex.\par
\tab\ldblquote So other than fooling with your friend,\rdblquote  Baxter said along the way, \ldblquote you\rquote d like to fuck Kimberly?\rdblquote\par
\tab Josh shrugged, the whole affair was not to his liking, kind of bold and brash from Baxter\emdash and a whole lot of embarrassing.  Even at twelve years young and young Josh knew that he had been taken advantage of\emdash blackmailed.  What he and friend Kevin had done was supposed to be private.  He didn\rquote t see himself as gay, just experimenting.  Maybe Kevin was gay, but Josh didn\rquote t see himself that way, \ldblquote just experimenting.\rdblquote\par
\tab They rode in silence making their way along the woody area against the meadow when they chanced upon seeing a lone rider.  The rider was going at an angle from the flat desert merging into the meadow diagonally making for the woods and the ranches on the other side.\par
\tab Baxter and Josh entered the woods and made their way on an intercept course.  As they neared Baxter made an ID of the rider.  It was Lacie!  He smiled and formulated a plan.\par
\tab Not again!\par
\tab\ldblquote Watch this!\rdblquote  he chuckled to Josh.  It had only been a couple of weeks since the \ldblquote last time\rdblquote  and here she was again tempting fate.  Baxter gave his rock a throw and hit Willie\rquote s ass flank causing him to instantly freak the fuck out bucking his rider right off right off.\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote  blurted Josh.\par
\tab Baxter ran towards the downed rider finding her not as unconscious as she had been previously.  No matter, a good palm sized rock did the trick.  She twitched and spoke unintelligible words before falling limp to the ground\emdash just as Josh arrived.\par
\tab\ldblquote Holly shit!\rdblquote  he blurted again.\par
\tab Willie had gone off whinnying a bitch vowing never to come into the meadow again.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote ll we do?\rdblquote  asked a nearly panicky Josh.\par
\tab Baxter smiled and a familiar devil\rquote s twinkle filled his eyes,\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, lad, we take advantage of the situation.\rdblquote\par
\tab And if Josh wasn\rquote t for that\emdash well, then there\rquote d be TWO situations to take care of!\par
\tab Josh stood in mesmerment as Baxter slipped off the teen\rquote s boots\emdash then undone her jeans.  Not a word could the boy utter as he watched his bizarre friend undress the girl.  It was to note that when the girl\rquote s pink panties were tugged down young Josh got a raging boner.\par
\tab Baxter paused only momentarily (after removing Lacie\rquote s panties.)  Mostly for Josh\rquote s benefit.  The young lad\rquote s eyes focused solely on the girl\rquote s naked pussy.  It was his first.  Baxter then went on to slip off the girl\rquote s shirt and bra and there she was\emdash naked.\par
\tab Josh was thoroughly enthralled.\par
\tab Baxter fingered the girl\rquote s cunny; she moaned a little but babbled moreso.\par
\tab Looking around for a security check, Baxter stripped off his clothes and nodded with a smile to his young companion.  Josh hesitated slightly; there was concern but as to what he didn\rquote t know\emdash so he stripped off his clothes and watched as Baxter put his hard-on into the girl\rquote s pussy.\par
\tab Lacie rolled her head, her eyes rolled, too.  She babbled slightly and Baxter smiled to her.  He began pumping and Josh began masturbating.  Willie could be heard whinnying way-way off.  Baxter paused a moment to look up but couldn\rquote t see him due to the high meadow grass.\par
\tab Josh\rquote s attention was fully on the naked Lacie.  Baxter returned his attention from his momentary distraction and continued fucking.  Lacie\rquote s legs flailed, she moaned, babbled incoherently, then her head began twitching.  That wasn\rquote t a good sign.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is-is she ok?\rdblquote  inquired Josh.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yep!\rdblquote  smiled Baxter reaching his goal, \ldblquote She\rquote s just delirious with getting laid.\rdblquote\par
\tab Josh was satisfied with that\emdash an when Baxer had gotten his nuts off and then dismounted,\par
\tab\ldblquote Your turn.\rdblquote\par
\tab Josh paused a half second then scooted over and got between the teen\rquote s opened legs.  Her breathing was labored and the whole situation just didn\rquote t seem right.  Looking to Baxter with some puzzlement the boy displayed his concern.\par
\tab\ldblquote You\rquote d better get to doing her before she wakes up!\rdblquote  Baxter cooed.\par
\tab Josh didn\rquote t want to miss an opportunity to get his first fuck (of a girl) so he put his dick to her and got busy with the program.  Baxter patted the boy\rquote s ass, squeezed a cheek, fondled his slapping balls, fondled his own, then moved around to offer his cock to Josh.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck me.\rdblquote  he said.\par
\tab Josh wasn\rquote t too keen on that deal but enthused with fucking he took Baxter\rquote s bone.  Baxter\rquote s balls went into the delirious Lacie\rquote s mouth and thrills aplenty there was!  Josh got his nuts off quickly; he shuddered and went into a catatonic state of being.  Baxter returned his cock to Lacie\rquote s cunt fucking her into oblivion\emdash and beyond!  As he lay on her fucking slowly the young cowgirl slipped away.\par
\tab\ldblquote You\rquote d better get dressed and get back to the ranch.\rdblquote  said Baxter slowly, \tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll take care of this.\rdblquote\par
\tab Josh dressed and continued to be in both delirium as well as concerned.  He knew something wasn\rquote t right.  Regardless, he mounted up and rode off leaving Baxter to \ldblquote take care.\rdblquote\par
\tab First!\par
\tab Voices alerted Baxter to the fact that he wasn\rquote t alone in the meadow.\par
\tab The day was hot and in the middle of it.  Peeking up above the tall grass and he could just see more horses and people\emdash searching for Lacie no doubt.  Laying down he dressed\emdash he hated distractions.  His own horse was in the woods\emdash it was a long crawl to get to him.\par
\tab He waited, though.  Lacie was dead.  If he left her as such and she was found\emdash the investigation that followed would be a harrowing one.  It would be the second time for her; the evidence of \ldblquote rape\rdblquote  would be hard to ignore.  The conk on the head another.  However, if he wiped her pussy clean of \ldblquote evidence\rdblquote  and dressed her maybe then it could be looked at as a simple case of being bucked.\par
\tab Maybe.\par
\tab The voices diminished, er, faded.  Peeking up again and he could just see the searchers searching in the far end of the meadow where Willie had gone off to.  Baxter thought and thought and then thought some more.  He did wipe Lacie\rquote s pussy, then tucked her panties in his jean pocket.  Then, after dressing her, he crawled thru the meadow dragging her along until he came to the vertical mine where he had ditched her belt buckle and boots from the previous encounter.\par
\tab The body of Lacie J Widetoes fell some twenty feet landing with a clump.\par
\tab Baxter pushed in some rocks and dirt, then peed all around the area before offering a small prayer.  Once back at the ranch he avoided Josh.  He took a long hot shower, vomited, then hid out of sight for quite some time.\par
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(no one here) just us girls horsing around\par
\tab There\rquote s a certain special relationship between a girl and her horse; usually and that horse is male and usually that relationship is sexual.  Same with the relationship between father and daughter.  \par
\tab Upset with the unfortunate circumstances involving Lacie, Baxter wasn\rquote t sleeping well and often got up (around midnight) to stroll about the property.  On one of these \ldblquote strolls\rdblquote  he came upon something of interest.  In one of the barns there was an activity going on.  And having handy-dandy night vision goggles clued him in on that activity.  The night vision goggles were used (at night) to check on pesky coyotes that often came to the ranch in search of food and water.\par
\tab In the barn in the far stall was Kimberly Drumhead with her horse, Kuizno.\par
\tab Both were naked.\par
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\pard\tab It took a little time to get in prime position; on his way to do so and he bashed his knee and then his head on the barn.  The head bash made him dizzy; it passed but made him nauseous.  By the time he got to Kimberly (and Kuizno) if anything narly had gone on he had missed it\emdash but, what he did get to see was the young fifteen year old masturbating Kuizno!  She was!\par
\tab On her knees the young teen furiously frigged herself all the while she stroked the mighty cock of her 3-yr. old pinto.  The horse made noises, shifted and shuddered indicating his pleasure.  The angle of the dangle, however, was not prime and Baxter couldn\rquote t see absolutely the goings on.  The girl stood and oh how Baxter wanted to see her up close and personal.\par
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\tab\ldblquote Is-something-wrong?\rdblquote  she asked inquisitively.\par
\tab Caught!  Baxter hung his head apologetically.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sorry, I wasn\rquote t staring,\rdblquote  he corrected, \ldblquote I-I was in deep thought and you were in the way!\rdblquote  he smiled.  The man\rquote s smile eased Kimberly\rquote s fears.  She was a long tall girl, from Tennessee.  Long blond hair in usual twin pig tails but also in other various forms differing from week to week.  Very tan body, and she had a nice smile of her.\par
\tab Sitting across the table in the chow hall and Baxter had drifted in his thoughts; Lacie took precedent, then Josh, getting thrown from a new horse the other day knocking the breath out of him, and Kimberly masturbating her horse the other night.  It was cause for staring.\par
\tab He watched the girl get up from the long lunch table adorned with a blue checkered cloth picnic covering.  She had a nice ass!  Along with that smile, that hair, that tan\emdash she had a nice ass!  After busing her tray she gave a look over her shoulder to see if he was still watching her.  Anticipating that she would do that he looked the other way.  The girl made her way outside and Baxter followed\emdash albeit sneakingly.\par
\tab She had gone towards her bunkhouse but then at the last moment diverted her route to the barn.  After checking the bulletin board for tasks still needed to be done, chores, or sign-up to take guests on a ride, the girl disappeared into the barn where her horesy, Kuizno was in his stall.\par
\tab It was mid afternoon so little chance that she would fool around with him.\par
\tab But she might!\par
\tab She merely checked on her hosey, gave him a carrot, a hug, cooed to him, then sashayed her way back out\emdash encountering Baxter along the way.\par
\tab\ldblquote OH!\rdblquote  she said being startled nearly barging into him (as he stepped into her path.)\par
\tab\ldblquote Hi, there!\rdblquote  he smiled bracing her at the shoulders (lest she fall.)\par
\tab Kimberly backed up taking affront to being handled.\par
\tab\ldblquote Having fun with Kuizno again?\rdblquote  he said slyly.\par
\tab Kimberly was startled again\emdash this time for a different reason.\par
\tab\ldblquote W-what do you mean?\rdblquote  she said with some tripedation.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, I know.\rdblquote\par
\tab Kimberly gulped and the color in her sweet face began to waver.\par
\tab\ldblquote W-what do you know?\rdblquote  there was pure fright behind those dazzling blue eyes.  Pure fright.  She began to breath heavy and sweat heavier.\par
\tab Baxter produced a cell phone and waggled it in the air.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well,\rdblquote  he said almost snickering, \ldblquote this marvelous little gadget has the amazing technology to take pictures and videos in almost pure darkness.  Like, say, the other night when you were in the stall with Kuizno.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote The other night?\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote\par
\tab Baxter smiled a mischievous smile.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wh-what do you want?\rdblquote  Kimberly asked sensing that there was.\par
\tab Still smiling, the twenty year old cowboy escorted the girl into the barn to the area behind the hay stack.  Kimberly couldn\rquote t believe what was happening\emdash or going to.\par
\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s do what you were doing the other night.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You sonofabitch!\rdblquote  she bitched.\par
\tab\ldblquote Either you do me or\emdash\rdblquote  and he waggled the cell phone.\par
\tab Kimberly\rquote s eyes darted from the phone to his face and back again.\par
\tab\ldblquote Orrrrr what?\rdblquote  she said not overly sure\emdash and not overly wanting to know.\par
\tab\ldblquote The video goes online.\rdblquote  Baxter said flatly.\par
\tab Kimberly\rquote s breath was suddenly taken.\par
\tab\ldblquote Come on,\rdblquote  Baxter said almost exasperated, \ldblquote you fooled with your horse, surely you can fool with me!\rdblquote\par
\tab Kimberly nodded\emdash she still despised the man but nodded.\par
\tab\ldblquote Take your clothes off.\rdblquote\par
\tab More breath was taken.  Closing her eyes she peeled off ALL of her clothes.\par
\tab Baxter dropped his pants and masturbated watching her do so.\par
\tab His dick was nowhere NEAR the size of Kuizno\rquote s, but\emdash\par
\tab The now naked (pissed off) (and embarrassed) Kimberly dropped to her knees (after standing to be gawked at by the cowboy) and began stroking the very erect cock before her.  She then kissed it, cupped the hairy ball sac, then couldn\rquote t believe what she was doing semi willingly and began sucking it.\par
\tab Baxter almost lost his composure.  \lquote Oh, shit!\rquote  he said to himself.  Although fifteen\emdash the girl had talent!  He wondered if she sucked Kuizno?  She moved her head slowly back and forth fully engaging in the \ldblquote suck\rdblquote  portion of cock sucking.  Her tongue talently rolled about his super sensitive cock head\emdash even diddled the piss slit!  Awesome!\par
\tab After much ado about sucking\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Ok, lay down.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote Oh shit!\rquote  but the fear of what the cowboy on his cell phone put Kimberly down in the strewn hay, legs open.\par
\tab\lquote You sonofabitch!  You sonofabitch!  You fucking son-of-a-bitch!\rdblquote\par
\tab The violation coming angered the young teen; but the release of the photos and video of her having sex with her horse kept her from acting out.  She cried a little but her emotions were more in the anger mode than other.\par
\tab Then the cowboy\rquote s tongue touched her cuuny.\par
\tab A fire she had not known erupted within.  She shuddered and felt incredible sensations she had not thought possible.  \lquote what the fuck!?\rquote   Desperately and she wanted to deny herself the intense pleasures\emdash as well as deny the fucking sonofabitch inciting those pleasures.  But she couldn\rquote t.  It was like an itch, once you scratch it\emdash oh, yeah\emdash gotta to do it again.  And again.  And again\'85\par
\tab Soon and the fucking sonofabitch cowboy had brought her to orgasm.\par
\tab Just with his tongue!\par
\tab Kimberly lay twisting this way and that trying to deal with the enormous feelings (sexual) she didn\rquote t think possible.  As her juices began to flow, the fucking sonofabtich cowboy mounted her.  His manly manhood slid slowly into her sex causing even more eruptions tantamount to a volcano.  She was out of control and that pleased very muchly the \ldblquote fucking sonofabitch cowboy.\rdblquote\par
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\tab\ldblquote Wanna go for a ride?\rdblquote\par
\tab Josh shrugged, in the days since the behind-the-haystack in the barn incident he and the cowboy had engaged sexually a couple times more.  Josh was still not fully on board about getting his butt hole fucked, OR his cock manipulated by another guy\emdash an older guy.  He still liked fooling around with his friend, Kevin and was relieved when Kevin and his family left the ranch.\par
\tab They didn\rquote t go back to Long Meadow; it was reportedly under surveillance.\par
\tab Off thru a portion of the desert making thru some hills and old used-to-be ranch homes and abandoned mines.  Josh didn\rquote t mind riding with Baxter, it was the other stuff he kind of was sheepish about.  But, riding with Cowboy Baxter WAS an adventure!\par
\tab After winding around the low hills they merged up a ridge going along a trail\emdash right out in the blazing heat.  On one side was desert; a large expanse of nothing clear to the mountains a hundred miles away.  On the other\emdash not much different but there were pine trees, hills, and a highway.\par
\tab First!\par
\tab Making their way precariously down a narrow trail they came upon a hidden oasis.  Nestled down under a large overhang was a pristine pool.  The water was clear and very welcoming.  The horses were placed under the overhang and they drank their fill then were watered down to cool them.\tab\par
\tab For the first time since encountering the cowboy Josh didn\rquote t feel embarrassed about stripping down to his skin.  Baxter got naked (and didn\rquote t have a boner!)  Even if he did, Josh wouldn\rquote t care\emdash it was HOT!  He slid into the refreshing water and got lost in the coolness.  Baxter found a ledge to sit on.  He couldn\rquote t believe no one had found this!  The thought of the girls, Bailey and Kimberly, swimming about naked filled his thoughts\emdash and got him his boner!\par
\tab Strangely, no sexual romping!  Josh was relieved (but would have tolerated whatever the cowboy would have wanted just the same.)  He liked Baxter, the man showed him some techniques (about riding) and was something of a mentor.  And Baxter had taken a shine to the young lad; not so much as for the sexual purposes (although that was good, too) but to have someone look up to him was kinda cool.\par
\tab After their swim they dressed\emdash it didn\rquote t take long to dry off in the hot summer sun.  They made their way towards the highway to a trail where they came upon a highway rest stop\emdash and a lone little girl!  What the hey!?  Baxter was stunned\emdash the little tyke was all alone and little!  No one was about.  She was hot, cute, scared, and alone.  Baxter scooped her up and gave her some water; she had wet herself and was just as scared as she could be.  She babbled unintelligible words making Baxter wonder if she was \ldblquote right in the head\rdblquote  or just a frightened little girl.\par
\tab\ldblquote Who\rquote d live a kid here?\rdblquote  asked Josh.\par
\tab The rest stop was remote; had a couple of picnic tables, no shade, no phone, and a pair of porta-potties for \ldblquote relief.\rdblquote   Baxter slipped the child\rquote s panties off, fingered her wet pussy, then looked around before saying,\par
\tab\ldblquote We gotta get outta here.\rdblquote  For the purposes of getting to some shade.\par
\tab That shade was a little ways off.  A small grove of pines provided adequate shade; Baxter gave the child more water and a granola bar.  Then he slipped off her summery blue checkered dress and there she was\emdash naked.  Josh was a little embarrassed and tried not to gawk at the girl\rquote s nakedness.\par
\tab Baxter was not embarrassed and he DID gawk.  Standing the child up on his lap as he sat in the shade of one of the pines he stared at her innocent very-very virgin cunny.  The little girl had honey gold blond hair, magnificent blue eyes, and very-very lily white skin.  She was doing better in the shade and with water.\par
\tab Caressing the youngster and Baxter got a big smile\emdash inside and out.\par
\tab Fishing out his cock he masturbated then got the little girl to do so for him.\par
\tab Josh was floored\emdash even HE knew that that deed was wrong.\par
\tab\ldblquote Take your clothes off.\rdblquote  Baxter said to him.\par
\tab\lquote Aw, man!\rquote  but the boy undressed and stood up to the girl who was prompted to masturbate him.  Despite her young age she seemed to know what she was doing.  And despite being kind of disgusted about having a four year old play with his dick\emdash Josh got wood!\par
\tab And from masturbation to cock sucking.  After successfully getting their boners to serious hard state the little girl was prompted to suck them.  Josh was first.  He liked\emdash a lot!  A guy giving him head was one thing\emdash a girl?  Wowzers!  He shuddered, farted, and was in total mesmerment.  And strangely, like with manipulating their cocks with her hands, the girl seemed to know how to give a blowjob, too!\par
\tab Better believe and Cowboy Baxter got his blowjob.  On his knees, pants down, cock rock hard, the girl sucked him and did a fine-fine job.  While she performed the delightful fulfillment, Josh, behind her, caressed her ass with his hands\emdash and then his cock.\par
\tab Baxter emptied his nut sac filling the little girl\rquote s mouth with a copious amount of jiz.  She made a face, retched and gagged but not overly so suggesting to Baxter that she siblings (and possibly a daddy or an uncle) of whom she brought to orgasm on more than one occasion.\par
\tab Laying her out on her dress, spreading her legs, Baxter began fingering her pussy.  He eyed the naked Josh as he did so\emdash the boy had a nice body.  For twelve he was not awkward; of good size, decent horseman, and had an excellent cock!\par
\tab\ldblquote Go down on her.\rdblquote  Baxter told the boy.\par
\tab Josh gulped, scratched his butt, then with some embarrassment \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on the girl.  Her pussy was virginal and had been wiped clean of pee.  Josh tongued her as she was nestled up against the cowboy.  The man stroked his cock and seemed to eye Josh\emdash hungrily!\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck her.\rdblquote  Came the next command.\par
\tab\lquote Aw, man!\rquote  griped to himself Josh.  There were strong apprehensions galore with that assignment.  Gulping, sweating, and feeling uncomfortable he moved up between the girl\rquote s legs gliding his cock against her smooth-smooth cunny.  Baxter caressed the boy\rquote s ass, squeezed a cheek and continued to squeeze his own.\par
\tab At length, though, Josh entered the virgin poon; he gave a quick little stab then settled into a rhythm that was fucking.  Baxter stroked his cock all the harder and was quite enthused.  Smacking Josh\rquote s ass enthused him more and as soon as the boy had cum and then pulled out\emdash he himself took over.\par
\tab Josh sat on his knees watching\emdash total mesmerment.  He stroked his cock\emdash after wiping it clean of broken-in cherry juice using Meredith\rquote s panties.  The basic white undies soiled with pee and now blood were tossed away\emdash much like the little girl had been.\par
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\pard\tab Baxter fucked the little girl achieving his ultimate goal in mere minutes.  He didn\rquote t make full vaginal penetration but close counts.  He squirted a massive wad of cum into the girl\rquote s cunny\emdash and then all over it.  A long hard look was exchanged between man and boy.  Josh had misgivings about the deal but was conscripted to fuck the little girl again.  As he did so he was spanked and then he himself fucked\emdash\par
\tab It was awkward and Baxter\rquote s cum squirter having just squirted its second time was losing some strength.  But, Josh\rquote s butt hole being no stranger to the cowboy\rquote s cock gave in.  Fucking the little girl was made all the harder with Baxter sodomizing him but he managed.\par
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\tab\ldblquote Wow, look at that!\rdblquote\par
\tab One-two-three-FOUR meteors streaked across the evening sky; one left a long greenish trail.  Each lasted about three seconds.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wish I could find one.\rdblquote  Josh said.\par
\tab From the ridge route the two cowboys sauntered back to their ranch.  It was evening type time and time to mosey home.  Behind them and the little girl, Meredith\rquote s family had returned for her.  She was returned to the highway rest stop, cleaned up but clearly no longer virginal\emdash her poon pie showed signs of being fucked.  The four year old sat on the picnic table as evening drew near\emdash naked and alone with a bottle of water.\par
\tab Soon and a late model station wagon came zooming along screeching to a halt with a horde of family members piling out.  The mother of Meredith saw her little girl in disarray and fainted.  Teenage sisters screamed and were beside themselves as were the girl\rquote s brothers.  The daddy grabbed up his child and stared at her battered pussy and could scarcely breathe.  Everyone got back into the huge family car and the daddy floored it heading to the nearest town.\par
\tab As cowboys Baxter and Josh made their way to the ridge and back to their ranch\emdash did they hear a car crash off in the distance?\par
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Horsing around; the next whinny\par
\tab Allen, remember him? lay yapping about his day; taking guests out on a long-long desert ride and seeing what they all thought they saw\emdash a UFO.\par
\tab\ldblquote Man, it went screaming across the sky leaving a huge trail of vapor!\rdblquote\par
\tab Baxter was only half interested,\par
\tab\ldblquote Coulda been a meteor.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Nah, man, not this one!\rdblquote  and he went on to yap about its size, shape, and noise it made.  Baxter wanted to ask some questions but the boy went on and on and on and Baxter\rquote s mind drifted to Meredith.  \par
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\pard\tab Wasn\rquote t often that he slipped his willie into such a young tyke.  Hardly ever!  But the opportunity present itself but there it was and soooo.  Did he feel badly for the child?  No, not really.  He felt badly for the outcome\emdash er, after she had been rescued.  There was that sound of a car crash.  He was curious and hoped it wasn\rquote t too serious.\par
\tab Restless, and tired of hearing Allen\rquote s going on about the UFO he scooted out of the shared bunk house and moseyed to\emdash where else?  The barn.  It was dead of night, nearly midnight on his trek.  His cock still ached from the shenanigans with the little girl.  He wasn\rquote t gay but butt humping Josh was pretty good, too.\par
\tab In the barn there was \ldblquote activity.\rdblquote   He figured Kimberly was back to pleasing Kuizno\emdash and that would please him.  But it was not Kimberly pleasing Kuizno but Bailey pleasing Quantum!  Quantum was a big black horsey with a familiar white splotch on his forehead.  He was some sixteen hands high!  And Bailey could ride him well and forever.\par
\tab And like Kimberly, she was naked.\par
\tab Unlike Kimberly, Bailey was pleasing her horse in a different way.\par
\tab Baxter nearly tripped over himself dashing back to his room (to fetch cell phone and the night vision binoculars.)  The cell phone wouldn\rquote t really captured the happening in the horse stall (but neither Kimberly or Bailey would know that.)\par
\tab The ranch\rquote s night vision goggles were alright (but you had to sign for them.)\par
\tab Baxter wanted his own and deciding against buying a new saddle costing about the same he got what he wanted\emdash plus a couple hundred extra!  But the binoculars were good\emdash very good.  He didn\rquote t have to get right up close and give himself away.  But, he had to get into the barn and up into the loft just the same.\par
\tab Once situated\emdash there was Bailey, Bailey Kuarters, in the stall with her horse, Quantum; both were naked.  What had gone on while Baxter fetched the binoculars wasn\rquote t known but no matter\emdash he got to see the best part.  Situating a baled hay bale under the mighty horse the naked sixteen year old kind of snooty girl settled herself underneath the giant horse, spread her legs, and began dragging the stud\rquote s dong against her cunny!\par
\tab Baxter nearly fell out of the loft.\par
\tab\lquote What the fuck!?\rquote  he had no idea girls could do that.\par
\tab His cock was the hardest ever!\par
\tab It was the most incredible thing he had ever seen!  A girl\emdash taking on\emdash a horse!  Incredible!  With the hi-tech glasses he could see absolutely the girl\rquote s handiwork as she dragged Quantum\rquote s cock up and down her fuckable oh so fuckable cunt.\par
\tab Baxter was speechless.\par
\tab Then, as he watched more, Bailey worked the head of Quantum\rquote s cock into her oh so fuckable pussy!  She did!  Then she began stroking the cock.\par
\tab Up and down\emdash up and down\emdash UP and DOWN until the horse began getting jiggy.  He whinnied, shifted, and ejaculated.  A massive glob of horse cum spilled onto Bailey\rquote s cunt and she seemed to revel in it.  Continuing to hold onto the brute\rquote s schlong she continued to masturbate him working into her cunny what seemed to be the animal\rquote s dick head.  Her legs flailed all about as it appeared that she was cumming off herself.\par
\tab Baxter was in complete and utter disbelief.\par
\tab He wished Josh was awake.\par
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\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote  asked Bailey.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sorry,\rdblquote  smiled Baxter, \ldblquote wasn\rquote t staring, just deep thinking.\rdblquote\par
\tab Bailey let it go, bussed her tray and left the mess hall.  Baxter watched her; she was tall for her age, a great horseman, kind of stern, not overly friendly (not to him) and a little snooty and stuck up.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey, hold up,\rdblquote  said Baxter catching up to the teen, \ldblquote I wonder if you can help me with something.\rdblquote\par
\tab Caught off guard, \ldblquote Ok, what?\rdblquote\par
\tab They were between the chow hall and bunk house row.  It was late afternoon, no assigned chores for either of them so they were to their own program.  Baxter had a hell of a program.  Once more and he guided a teenage to the barn.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s going on?\rdblquote  Bailey asked out of some concern.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well,\rdblquote  chuckled Baxter, \ldblquote it\rquote s just that I know something about you.\rdblquote\par
\tab Off guard again, \ldblquote What?  What do you know?\rdblquote\par
\tab Strange, that though both Bailey and Kimberly were \ldblquote friends\rdblquote , neither shared their secret or that Cowboy Baxter was onto them.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well,\rdblquote  he chuckled some more, \ldblquote about you and Quantum.\rdblquote\par
\tab Bailey\rquote s brown eyes bulged.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh, shit!\rdblquote  she exclaimed.\par
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\tab UFOs  Aliens!  Alien abductions!  EMADs!    The whole world was going insane.  Sightings of pink\emdash PINK Sasquatches!  Mind control, zombies, walking dead, the rich getting richer and the poor getting poorer and no body seems to give a damn!  All that matters was that the sports players get their fair share of the millions in dollars from the league they play in.  The world was insane.\par
\tab Maybe it was the heat.\par
\tab Maybe the stench of horse shit.\par
\tab Maybe it WAS aliens.  Baxter didn\rquote t know\emdash didn\rquote t care.  All that mattered to him was getting laid.  Although Bailey Kuarters despised him greatly and earnestly\emdash she did moan as he put his cock to her.\par
\tab He was nowhere near the size of her horse, Quantum, but he fucked the teenager into oblivion just the same.  She moaned.  She groaned and flailed about just as much as she did when taking on Quantum.  She also shuddered and orgasmed twice to his once.  But it was the very idea\emdash it was blackmail.\par
\tab Blackmail.  Pure and simple.\par
\tab And like a man he left her there in the strewn hay.  After his fucking he pawed at her breasts, fingered her pussy and was going to go for seconds or even attempt backdoor banditry\emdash but Bailey wasn\rquote t putting out any more than she had to.  She fumed.  Her face was stoic and blasting hot.  \ldblquote if looks could kill!\rdblquote\par
\tab So he let it be and returned to his bunk house for a glorious shower.\par
\tab The next couple of days and Baxter was very busy, new horses had come in and he did his best to break them in.  He took a group of guests out on an outing, mended some fences, broke in a new saddle, normal chores here and there and then one day...\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey, hold up!\rdblquote  said Bailey to Baxter.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s up?\rdblquote  he said being friendly.\par
\tab Baxter was at the corral trying his hand at roping.  It was midday and kinda warm\emdash and here was Kimberly being \ldblquote friendly.\rdblquote   Nah, nothing suspicious there.\par
\tab\ldblquote Welp, me and Kimmy want to go out on the Windy Peak trail.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Why?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote So we can take guests out that way.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t think Mr. E wants anyone out that way.\rdblquote  Mr. E (Ernest) was the ranch owner.  The Windy Peak trail navigated along the ridge and was known to be a little hairy\emdash other than windy.  But it was picturesque and went out among where an ancient Indian reservation once used to be.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ah, poo on Mr. E!\rdblquote\par
\tab First sign of defiance!  Usually and Bailey was very obedient.\par
\tab Baxter mounted up and the three rode off.\par
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\tab  The  conversation along the way went from \ldblquote how many horses have you broken\rdblquote  to \ldblquote how many shots (of whiskey) can you drink (before passing out?)\rdblquote\par
\tab Baxter was twenty and hadn\rquote t a long life of hard drinking, but as a young guy he could handle \ldblquote a few\rdblquote  shots (before passing out.)  Bailey produced a bottle of good-hard whiskey.  She was smiling (which was even more suspicious.)\par
\tab Coming up to a lone adobe homestead with a lone scrub oak for shade the group halted and dismounted.  The girls wanted to get into a drinking game.  Odd; middle of the afternoon in the middle of the desert.  Nah, nothing suspicious there!\par
\tab One shot\emdash two shots\emdash three! And he was feeling fine.  The girls took a shot each but were not so much into the hard liquor.  But it was a part of their plan.  There was a little mishap with their \ldblquote plan\rdblquote  regarding \ldblquote Get Baxter!\rdblquote\par
\tab As Baxter began to babble about old cowboys and the \ldblquote old west\rdblquote  he began to slur his speech and stagger some (as he sat against the adobe wall.)  He downed another shot followed by another and then another!  He began to sweat\emdash a lot.  Then,\par
\tab Bailey pulled off her shirt AND bra!\par
\tab This had Bax\rquote s full attention.  He smiled, wavered, and nodded approvingly.\par
\tab Kimberly looked around nervously and poured another hard drink.\par
\tab Bailey shucked her jeans and then panties.  She stood totally nude!  After fingering herself she knelt down between the man\rquote s outstretched legs and began sucking his manhood thru his jeans!  The sun cooked her bare backside and ass.  Kimberly was heard to say \ldblquote Hurry up!\rdblquote\par
\tab The naked Bailey began undoing the cowboy\rquote s jeans taking them down and then off.  Undies, too.  There was no pause, no hesitation\emdash the naked teen began handling Baxter\rquote s cock, squeezing his balls, then mounted him.  His cock rested against her cunny and she then took on a more usual persona\emdash stuck up bitch.\par
\tab\ldblquote Give me your cell phone!\rdblquote  she demaned.\par
\tab Baxter smiled and shook his head \ldblquote No.\rdblquote\par
\tab Bailey took holt of his balls and began to squeeze.\par
\tab Kimberly butted in, \ldblquote Give us the phone!\rdblquote\par
\tab The pressure of Bailey\rquote s hand to his balls was getting to be a bit much.\par
\tab\lquote Any time, now.\rquote  he said lucidly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Give me your fucking phone or I\rquote ll squeeze \lquote em off!\rdblquote\par
\tab Baxter made a move to take hold of the girl and throw her off his lap.\par
\tab But he couldn\rquote t\emdash he didn\rquote t know when or how but somehow the girls had tied his hands to the wall.  Behind him there were some small oblong square windows of which a rope went thru securing the cowboy to the wall.\par
\tab Bailey squeezed the man\rquote s balls more and more.\par
\tab Even in his inebriated state of being his tender sac was not numb.\par
\tab\ldblquote If\emdash if Kimmy there\emdash if Kim\emdash mee there will take off her\emdash HER clothes\emdash then ok.\rdblquote\par
\tab Bailey looked to Kimberly.  She looked dejected.  It was hot out where they were and the girls were desperate to get the \ldblquote evidence\rdblquote  off of Baxter\rquote s phone.\par
\tab\ldblquote Goddamn it!\rdblquote  bitched Kimberly.  She stripped off her clothes and stood highly pissed off.  Baxter cock nestled nicely against Bailey\rquote s cunt\emdash but his balls were in peril.\par
\tab\ldblquote Give!\rdblquote  demanded Bailey.  \ldblquote Or I\rquote ll swear I\rquote ll\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab The teen suddenly jerked her head.  She slung her head as if trying to clear it; sweat drenched her usual stoic face; her eyes fluttered and there she went\emdash teetering off of the cowboy\rquote s lap (releasing his balls.)\par
\tab\ldblquote What the fu\emdash\rdblquote  said Kimberly.  Then her body twitched and collapsed.\par
\tab\ldblquote\rquote bout fuckin\rquote  time!\rdblquote  announced in a shouting manner Baxter.\par
\tab Riding up from the trail came Josh.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sorry,\rdblquote  he said, \ldblquote my dad held me up with some shit.\rdblquote  Then, \ldblquote But I made it.\rdblquote  he added dismounting.\par
\tab Baxter nodded.  His balls were in pain\emdash and it was damn hot!\par
\tab\ldblquote You sure they going to be alright?\rdblquote  Josh asked as he untied Baxter.\par
\tab Baxter nodded and slung off the effects of the whiskey.  Josh offered him some fresh cold water.  The cowboy doused himself with the H2O then took a swig.\par
\tab\ldblquote Goddamn fucking bitches!\rdblquote  he yelled.  Staggering some he held onto his horse to get his wits back.\par
\tab On the ground the naked teens lay twitching\emdash an affect from being hit by a tranquillizer dart.  The darts were used on the coyotes who came too close to the ranch or while guests were out on a night outing.  The coyotes then were taken back among the hills hopeful that they learned their lesson and stayed away.\par
\tab As Baxter got his wits back he brought the girls to the shade of the oak.\par
\tab\ldblquote Shame to let pussy go to waste!\rdblquote  he chortled.  Although it was hot and he was still somewhat drunk he put himself to the task of getting laid.  He licked out Bailey\rquote s pussy to get himself aroused; then fingered the girl\rquote s cunny before mounting her.\par
\tab Bailey\rquote s eyes fluttered and the effects of the tranquilizer were still with her.\par
\tab She babbled something, slurred her speech, and was pissed off.\par
\tab Baxter smiled to her and entered her pussy saying \ldblquote This was what you wanted, wasn\rquote t it?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Go on, son, get your clothes off and have at it.\rdblquote\par
\tab Josh didn\rquote t hurry out of his clothes but did get naked.\par
\tab Neither girl was harmed from the darting; a little potent but they would be fine.  Their little plan to get his phone evidence backfired.  Baxter continued to smile at Bailey as he shoved his fuck stick into her.  The girl was delirious but knew what was happening.  Josh was on Kimberly fucking her and fucking well.\par
\tab Baxter got his nuts off\emdash and they were still in some ache from Bailey\rquote s hand, too.  Sitting back he stared in a gloating manner at the delirious girl; then watched as his young friend fucked the hell out of Kimberly.  The boy\rquote s near lily white body laying on the very tan teenager\emdash quite a contrast!  He was slender, small frame, and Kimberly was not.  The girl thrashed about some; she babbled and twisted and Josh creamed in her delightful pussy in under three minutes.\par
\tab After reeling in his deed, the boy took a shot of whiskey offered to him by Baxter.  It was instant dislike; the boy choked, sputtered, and vowed never-ever to do that again.  He did lay on Bailey and enter her.  The Cowboy smacked the boy\rquote s ass as he fucked her\'85\par
\tab Once back at the ranch; Baxter and Josh took a shower together, in Baxter\rquote s bunkhouse.  There and they were promptly busted by Allen (remember him?)  Too bad for Josh.  After the two emerged from the shower the boy got royally butt fucked by BOTH men!  Fifteen year old Allen wasn\rquote t opposed to cornholing another guy\emdash it just wasn\rquote t his preference.\par
\tab Bailey and Kimberly came riding in a couple of hours later.  For the rest of the summer duration they avoided Baxter and Josh.  They never were \ldblquote caught\rdblquote  again\emdash but that didn\rquote t mean they were not still engaging (with their horses.)  Baxter, Josh, and Allen went on to engage with one another on occasion and that was that.\par
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Now, with all that said and done, back to Allen\rquote s dilemma\par
\tab Little Joanna lay naked on her bed.\par
\tab Little Joanna\rquote s mother, Noreen, lay naked on the bed with her mind blanked out from an emergency panic button rendered by Allen\rquote s use of his single-use EMAD.  The EMAD was not sophisticated and had only a single use\emdash to mind blank a Subject\rquote s mind.  The emergency zap was separate.\par
\tab After being caught red handed\emdash er, with his dick in his four year old granddaughter\rquote s mouth by the girl\rquote s mother, the emergency zap was necessary.  Thereafter, it just sort of came to him to get her naked and then do the ultimate sin.\par
\tab Seemed like the thing to do.\par
\tab Then what?\par
\tab The EMAD was only capable of mind zapping a mind\emdash nothing more.\par
\tab Allen understood that other EMADs had minding techniques to manipulate minds, bend them, re-train them, so on.  He didn\rquote t have such a Device\emdash but he knew who did!\par
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A friend indeed\par
\tab The minutes ticked by.  Allen stared and stared; his heart beat (which is a good thing) but it did so with trepidation.  His friend, Baxter, was \ldblquote on his way.\rdblquote   Of course, that \ldblquote way\rdblquote  would take time due to the long drive from the country to the city.  But he WAS coming.  That was something.  That said everything.  Baxter was, indeed, the one friend\emdash the ONE FRIEND he could call and\emdash AND count on to aid him.\par
\tab Whatever the cause.\par
\tab\ldblquote I-I need you.\rdblquote  (not for sexual purposes) he said into the phone.\par
\tab\ldblquote Alright,\rdblquote  said Baxter in his deep cowboy voice, \ldblquote be there quick as I can.\rdblquote\par
\tab The minutes ticked by.\par
\tab On the bed lay his granddaughter and daughter.  Both naked.\par
\tab He had done the unthinkable\emdash twice!  Not once but twice!\par
\tab His mind raced as fast as his heart beat.  There was nothing to do but wait.\par
\tab Well, there WAS something.\par
\tab Not ten minutes after his assurance that his friend was on his way than Allen was once more engaging immorally with his granddaughter.  His cock took only a moment to get hard.  After fingering the child\rquote s pussy he began dragging his prick against her slit\emdash and the desire to fuck her continued to plague him.\par
\tab Grinding against her helped satisfy his lust to fuck\emdash somewhat.  He was able to gouge the girl\rquote s slit working his prick into her just slightly.  Then he was up on her chest humping thereon bringing her head up to suck him.\par
\tab The minutes ticked on.\par
\tab The ache for the ultimate relief increased.  He moved over onto his daughter trying desperately to hold off the next ultimate sin.  He didn\rquote t want to hurry thru the deed but it was becoming increasingly difficult to \ldblquote stem the tide.\rdblquote   Grinding his bone against Noreen\rquote s cunt helped\emdash so-so.  A pause at just looking her over, checking Joanna, thinking of girls at his church, all helped\emdash for a moment.\par
\tab The minutes ticked-ticked-ticked.\par
\tab Sliding his dick into his daughter gave him instant relief.  As he began to pump, though, he thought solely of Joanna.  He pumped steadily believing that it was indeed his granddaughter and not daughter he was fucking.  He even called her name!  The prowess of his deed reached a crescendo just as the lights of a car pulled into the drive.\par
\tab Cowboy Baxter had arrived.\par
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Carpe diem!  then cum on it\par
\tab The look of panic was etched firmly on Allen\rquote s face\emdash much like the proverbial \ldblquote deer in the headlights.\rdblquote   Baxter and his grandson, Elliot, came in.  Allen didn\rquote t mind Elliot coming along, it was, after all, HIS Device that would fix things.  Fix things like it had with Baxter\rquote s needs\emdash the details of which Allen wasn\rquote t privy to; i.e. the mounting debt where Baxter was about to lose his ranch.\par
\tab Allen led the way to the bedroom.  He was a little embarrassed; not so much with Baxter but with Elliot.  On the bed lay little Joanna and big Noreen.\par
\tab\ldblquote They need fixed.\rdblquote  said Baxter.\par
\tab Elliot nodded and flashed his nifty handy-dandy EMAD.\par
\tab\ldblquote Coffee?\rdblquote  Allen asked of his friend.  The \ldblquote fixing\rdblquote  would take awhile.\par
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\tab Allen explained about how Noreen had come home and caught him red handed\emdash er, cock-in-the-mouth.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hitting the emergency button was the only thing I could do!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Wise choice.\rdblquote  drawled Baxter.\par
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\pard\tab Baxter was a calm natured fellow and a fair cowboy.  Bad at keeping track of expenses and shit but he was good at keeping friends.  Allen was one.   Baxter was the kind of friend that he himself didn\rquote t throw the word around carelessly.  Though the word \ldblquote friend\rdblquote  was used and abused he was one who still liked the sound\emdash and the meaning.  He saved it for folk who had done right to him and knew that he could count on them when the need be.\par
\tab Allen was glad to be called a \ldblquote friend\rdblquote  by Baxter\emdash and in turn, Baxter knew that he could count on Allen as a friend to honor that nomination.  Some of Baxter\rquote s friends drove limousines; they owned ranches, a bank or two, and visited with royalty.  Though they were ok to sup with, to visit, none would Cowboy Baxter call on when in \ldblquote need\rdblquote  of a friend.  Hardly any would he call on to just go fishing with!\par
\tab To Baxter, a hug or a heartfelt shake was the high point of giving.\par
\tab\ldblquote All the worldly riches and praises of men can\rquote t hold a candle to the worth of a friend!\rdblquote  so true!\par
\tab Of course, that friendship was strained a might when Baxter talked Allen into having some \ldblquote fried prairie oysters.\rdblquote   Now, for you fine city folk who aren\rquote t in the know\emdash fried prairie oysters are nothing more than bull\rquote s balls.  Yep, bull\rquote s balls.  The recipe is fairly simple; first, find a bull.  Talk to the critter all nice an\rquote  all then\emdash do what you gotta do (castrate!)  Apologize then run like hell!\par
\tab Clean the nuggets, remove the outer membrane (hey!  If\rquote in you can handle haggis\'85)  Cut the shucked oysters into two or three pieces depending on their size.  Roll in flour\emdash not you.  The oysters!  You might drench in some tequila or some other whiskey (and save some for yourself!)\par
\tab Heat some olive oil, lard, or butter in a cast iron skillet.  Place the oysters in the skillet.  Fry them up until golden brown; remove from the skillet and that\rquote s about it.  Garnish with crispy bacon (from the same skillet you just fried the oysters in)  add some chopped hard boiled egg or scrambled then sprinkle some cilantro over them, too.  They are tasty!  Drink enough of the tequila and just about anything is tasty!\par
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\tab At one time and Allen had come to Baxter\rquote s aid.  The situation was dire; a woman lay on Baxter\rquote s bed.  Lifeless.\par
\tab\ldblquote She was\emdash uh, a reporter.\rdblquote  After a juicy story involving pervs using EMADs and she thought Baxter was one who was one such.  He wasn\rquote t.  The exact details of what had happened ole Cowboy Baxter kept to himself.  Something, though, had gone terribly-terribly wrong.  End result?  Her end.  Unfortunate\emdash there was no formal Back Up plan, no foresight, nothing\emdash just fuck and it got out of hand.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ok,\rdblquote  said Allen, \ldblquote we can fix this.\rdblquote\par
\tab Allen was a good friend.\par
\tab\ldblquote Got anything stronger?\rdblquote  Baxter asked of his friend.\par
\tab Allen fetched a bottle of \ldblquote something stronger\rdblquote  and added a shot to the coffee.  Allen knew that he needn\rquote t worry\emdash Baxter\rquote s grandson would be able to \ldblquote fix\rdblquote  his daughter and granddaughter.  Still, he worried.  He didn\rquote t fret, just worried.  He sipped his coffee and waited.\par
\tab Both men were lost in thought; they had had some adventures together but had gone separate paths in their careers.  Never, though, had they lost contact.  Their friendship was sound.  Which was a good thing as when Baxter had called for Allen that time.  The woman in his bed was \ldblquote without air.\rdblquote   She was a nosey television reporter who had the presumption that Baxter was a pervert equipped with an EMAD.  He was a pervert, she had that right, but he wasn\rquote t equipped with an EMAD.  The woman had gotten the wrong pervert at a downtown eatery.\par
\tab The two had gotten acquainted; dated, and it seemed as though the woman was pursuing Baxter.  He had no idea that she was trying to set him up\emdash trying to catch him using an EMAD device.  She had no idea she had tagged the wrong man.  When she grew frustrated at Bax\rquote s lack of producing a Device she upped the ruse by producing still photographs to prove that she herself was a perv like him.  The photographs were of young-young girls and boys, naked.  Naked, posing, sucking each other, laying down with legs spread, sucking a teen boy and man, fingering themselves, being spanked, the whole bit.  The whole bit.\par
\tab Although intrigued, Baxter still didn\rquote t show the nosey reporter his EMAD.\par
\tab It was only in bed while enduring a hellacious fucking that the woman realized her fuck up.  When she tried to resist and get out from under the cowboy did things go \ldblquote awry.\rdblquote   Too late did she realize she had the wrong man.  He was deep into her\emdash and how!  She began to panic and that only ignited Baxter.\par
\tab\ldblquote It got a little\emdash rough.\rdblquote  Baxter tried to explain to his friend, Allen.\par
\tab Allen nodded saying \ldblquote We can fix this.\rdblquote\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t an easy fix, but\emdash\par
\tab Placing the woman-without-air in the backseat of her car, Allen drove (with Baxter following) some fifty miles into the deep desert.  There, at the end of a long rocky ridge formation was an abandoned gold mine.  Long since abandoned and boarded up.  The car was driven into the mine to the \ldblquote pit.\rdblquote   The pit was a large hole the miners had dug digging down into the earth about twenty feet.  The car was pushed into the pit.  The mine entrance was boarded up\emdash better than it had been before!  Then, the tracks of the car were swept away and that was that.\par
\tab The incident was never brought up or spoken or mentioned ever again.  All that was said was \ldblquote Much obliged.\rdblquote  from Baxter.  And \ldblquote Not a problem.\rdblquote  from Allen.\par
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\pard Baxter family gangbang\par
\tab Baxter Illsrot came from a long line of perverts.  His Pa was one, his brothers and sisters were ones, too!  Baxter had four brothers\emdash four!  And three sisters\emdash three!  One day of note, just before Bax went off to be a cowboy, a young black girl came along.  Baxter\rquote s family lived in the mountains of Tennessee and were proud Southerners.  (that\rquote s important; pay attention)\par
\tab One day while the family was out in the orchard picking fruit came along a young girl bearing a backpack.  She was obviously running away from home.  Sad; she was no more than twelve years young.  She was also black.  The Illsrot family weren\rquote t really \ldblquote racist\rdblquote  by any means but they did have deep roots where their family roots went way back to when the family \ldblquote owned\rdblquote  slaves.\par
\tab Jada (the runaway black girl) had been on the run for \ldblquote awhile.\rdblquote   She was tired, filthy, bad blisters on her feet, and no sense of direction\emdash as she was intended to head to the Atlantic ocean (but missed by a couple of states.)\par
\tab She was taken in; given a bath, food, and a bed.\par
\tab In return\'85\par
\tab After she had had a bath, food, and shown her bed\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Take \lquote er to the barn.\rdblquote  said Pa Illsrot.\par
\tab The boys shuttled the young girl out to the barn where she was told by Jason, the eldest Illsrot, \ldblquote take your clothes off\rdblquote  and when she hesitated \ldblquote or get a whippin\rquote !\rdblquote\par
\tab Jada wasn\rquote t too keen on \ldblquote gettin\rquote  a whippin\rquote\rdblquote  (as that was the primary reason she left home in the first place\emdash gettin\rquote  whippins!\par
\tab Intimidated, on her own, na\'efve, the young black girl stripped off her clothes in front of the gawking grinning mountain boys.  Present were Jason, the oldest at twenty-one years; then Baxter, he was nineteen at the time.  Fifteen year old Ben came along nextly in the lineup with James just at twelve.\par
\tab The boys stripped off their clothes and Jada was prompted to \ldblquote get on her knees.\rdblquote   The boys then, one-two-three-four masturbated blatantly before her face.  Not too bad\emdash the girl had four brothers of her own; all of whom she had seen naked AND masturbating.\par
\tab From masturbating to sucking.  Well, as the boys jerked their gherkins the hapless black girl sucked their cocks.  Had she sucked off her brothers?  Unknown.  But, she seemed to know what she was doing!  She was so good that she was able to bring off each boy!  Jason, Baxter, Ben, and James all blasted hot loads of fresh spunk into her mouth\emdash and onto her face.  She giggled some and didn\rquote t seem appalled at sucking dick or receiving sperm in her mouth (or on her face!)\par
\tab And from receiving dick in her mouth to receiving dick in her pussy.\par
\tab Again, whether or not she received dick from her brothers\emdash unknown.\par
\tab But, her pussy was cock pleasing\emdash and it pleased four cocks!\par
\tab Positioned on a hay bale the young black girl was essentially admired.  Other than their sisters one-two-three the boys one-two-three-four had little in way of sexual relief.  There were other mountain girls, sure, but they were not without hazards or complications.  Not to mention handiness.  Nothing like having pussy right at your becockon calling.\par
\tab Being the eldest brother, Jason got first dibs.  The naked girl lay waiting.  She was with some smiles, cum drying on her young black face.  There was some nervousness but it wasn\rquote t her first gangbang.  Jason smiled at her then \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on her.  Jada giggled and squirmed some enticing her cunt pleaser all the more.\par
\tab Afterwards and Jason schlepped his salami into the girl\rquote s cock pleasing cunny.  She clenched the hay bale as none of her brothers (according to her blurting it out) had dongs that big.  Jason eased into the girl\rquote s honey hole and got busy with the pumping.  His brothers stood around, naked, masturbating, waiting.\par
\tab One-two-three-four Illsrot boys took their turns, filled Jada\rquote s cunt with their love tools\emdash and love tool splooge.  And just as youngest Illsrot boy was getting his rocks off in walked Papa John Illsrot.  He sized up the situation and after James got off\emdash and got off,\par
\tab\ldblquote Go ahead, Pa, she\rquote s ready!\rdblquote  giggled Jason.\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t the first time Pa John had walked in on his boys naked, masturbating, or fucking a girl (the girl being one (or all) of their sisters).  He grinned at the hapless girl saying,\par
\tab\ldblquote This is the way it\rquote s going to be, sweetie.  You behave, you wont get beat.  Do as you\rquote re told WHEN you\rquote re told to do it\emdash you wont be beaten.  In return, you get a good place to sleep, good food, no schooling.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Understand?\rdblquote\par
\tab Jada nodded.  She seemed a little terrified but she nodded.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab Pa John unzipped his fly\'85\par
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\tab Another noteworthy note from Baxter; one day, some days after Jada\rquote s family gangbang, and Baxter strolled into the house bearing a box of fresh plucked fruit.  And there on the family table was his Ma\emdash naked!  She was bent over the long country table long enough to fit the family and a guest or two with a naked Pa behind her pumping up a storm!\par
\tab Enthused, Baxter whipped out his dick and began stroking off.\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t waste it!\rdblquote  quipped his Ma.  So off he went stripping his clothes off and settling on the table before his Ma\emdash whereupon she greedily took holt of his schlong and began sucking.  Pa grinned and Baxter did too!\par
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\pard Allen\rquote s no slouch, either\par
\tab Allen was no slouch, either, when it came to perversion with his family.\par
\tab Noreen was his only child, and when she was nigh but five years young he was commissioned to building her a playhouse.  The playhouse was in a backyard tree and though Allen\rquote s talents were more business related, pharmaceuticals environment, he did manage to perform carpenter work just as easily.\par
\tab And being in the pharmacy environment he was privy to \ldblquote certain\rdblquote  drugs that did certain things.  Certain things like \ldblquote knock out\rdblquote  a person\emdash er, patient.  Worked well for others, too.\par
\tab Like Noreen.\par
\tab Of course, for her very young age a lot of consideration had to be formulated so as not to \ldblquote permanently\rdblquote  knock her out.  That would be bad.  The concoction concocted was easily mixed in milk\emdash strawberry milk was her favorite (and mixed with some \ldblquote enhancements\rdblquote  it was Allen\rquote s, too!)\par
\tab With just half the glass of enhanced strawberry milk down the little girl got \ldblquote sleepy.\rdblquote   She sat right up close to her dear daddy in the playhouse/treehouse.  It had a floor that went all the way around the large fifty year old oak; four walls with a cylindrical roof much like fairyland castles.  Some windows and door all downsized for Noreen.  The color was, of course, a variety of purples, lavenders, and deep blues (the conical roof).  A daybed was within and Allen was just laying some deep-deep blue plush carpeting.  A shelving system was going to go in to hold all her books and toys.\par
\tab As soon as Noreen conked out and Allen moved her to the daybed.\par
\tab Being up high, a circular stair winding around the tree up to the landing some twelve feet, there was little to fear of being seen.  There were lots of trees on either side of the backyard, bushes, high fences, and non-nosey type neighbors.  The neighbors on either side worked, anyways and there was no viewing from the back across the alley.  Still, there were curtains to close and then\'85\par
\tab Some trepidation there was within Allen\emdash what he was planning was a doozy.  If he did it\emdash if he went thru with it\emdash then what?  How much further would he go?  Let\rquote s find out!\par
\tab The girl lay still in a sound-sound sleep.  She was already a sound sleeper paving the way for naughty Allen to be immoral.  The previous times and he merely gawked at her (with her panties down at her knees!)  He masturbated\emdash using her hand!  And had outrageous fantasies!  Those outrageous fantasies pressured him to engage his immoral desires.\par
\tab Noreen\rquote s little girl pants (non-jean type) were eased down\emdash then off.\par
\tab He gulped, sweated, and had pounding heart palpitations.  Slowly he moved her yellow panties down.  There was more than \ldblquote gawking\rdblquote  going on.  He was almost drooling!\par
\tab Quivering with a severe ache he slipped off the girl\rquote s panties, spread her legs, and sat lusting in awe.  Many-many times had he seen his child naked.  He had bathed her, wiped her, cleaned her, and dressed her.  Tendencies of the naughty kind were somehow kept at bay; but curtailing those \ldblquote tendencies of the naughty kind\rdblquote  were hard pressed and damn difficult to control.\par
\tab Finally, as a member of the pharmaceutical community, a salesman and entry level pharmacist, his knowledge of what medicine would do what to whom led him down an incestuous path.\par
\tab Lightly he fingered her little bald pussy.  He grinned and thought of how she would be when she was say\emdash ten?  At twelve she would probably have some hair there.  At thirteen he was certain that he would be able to sink his cock into her.\par
\tab But she wasn\rquote t ten, twelve, or thirteen.  She was five.  She was adorable!  Twin ponytails, heavy bangs, a sweet young face, beautiful brown eyes, soft brown hair, so sweet!  So sweet that he could eat her up!  So he did.\par
\tab With his tongue flicking against her very-very virgin cunny his unnatural desires began to soar.  Hurriedly he licked, lapped, and sucked wholly her innocent cunny.  Spreading her little legs wider he gawked and thought.  His thoughts drove him to strip off his own clothes and \ldblquote mount\rdblquote  her.\par
\tab He did!\par
\tab No penetration but he was very-very hard pressed not to do so.\par
\tab He grinded.  His seriously hard throbbing cock grinding tenaciously against her soft supple pussy.  Pre-cum was already soiling his piss slit and he grinded the head of his dick right against her cunny very-very nearly entering.  But he couldn\rquote t, he wanted to, but the \ldblquote evidence\rdblquote  would be there\emdash her broken sore cunny would be hard to explain.\par
\tab At length and he came.  A huge massive spew of spunk soiled the child\rquote s cunt almost sating Allen.  Almost.  Ninety percent, maybe ninety-five.  Actual penetration would have been better.  To help with further satisfying his unnatural shenanigans with his daughter he moved up onto her chest\emdash not crushing her\emdash and jerked off onto her face!  He did!\par
\tab Into her mouth he brought his cock, moved his squirter all over her sweet face then blasted a fresh hot load of spunk right there onto!  Those desires to fuck her righteously continued to plague him.\par
\tab But not his daughter, not Noreen.\par
\tab Someone else.  Someone else would have to sate those desires.\par
\tab He completed his deviltry by laying his child across his lap and spanking her.  One, it was a sort of test\emdash to see how deeply asleep she was.  One swat\emdash two swats\emdash three!  Nothing form Noreen.  But there was plenty from Allen!  His cock had restiffened with great enthusiasm and laying her on the bed again he spanked her darling little ass with his enthused cock.  He did!\par
\tab There was a slight side effect to the unprescribed prescribed concoction Allen had given his daughter\emdash she got sick.  Both ends.  Self explanatory.  So, that was the first and last time he gave her such.  And so, in lieu of messing with his daughter\emdash he messed with other daughters!\par
\tab When he fucked his wife\emdash he thought of Noreen.  And more than once did he very nearly blurt out her name whilst cumming off.  The urge to fuck his child grew and grew.  And the only way to curb that urge was\emdash\par
\tab Meagan.\par
\tab Meagan Pepperflower.  She was a cutey with silky shoulder length dark hair that was seriously curled and flurled.  A nice-nice trim little body; energetic, happy-go-lucky and a whole lot of tomboy put her in Allen\rquote s sights.  Usually and Allen didn\rquote t pay the child any attention\emdash not that kind.  She was a neighbor child some three houses down.  He only knew her and her family from the occasional block parties from Spring thru Summer.\par
\tab She was eight years young.\par
\tab The plan was not simple.  It required stealth, ingenuity, depraved thought processes, some cunning, and a single use EMAD-like device.  EMAD-like as it had a single use\emdash mind zapping.  The Device was as commonplace on the street as were any drugs, guns, or any other ill-gotten booty.  For a price.  Allen hesitated and waited a long time in hopes that the price would go down.\par
\tab It didn\rquote t.\par
\tab In fact, the price went UP!\par
\tab What a pisser.\par
\tab But everyday and Allen was in turmoil with himself and knew that if he didn\rquote t acquire the Device to \ldblquote acquire\rdblquote  his Subject\emdash he was apt to become a statistic (for sexually abusing/raping) his daughter.  And that just wouldn\rquote t do.\par
\tab So, in lieu of a vacation, new car, and doubling the house payment he purchased the Device.  Meagan was nearly nine years old before he made use of it!  He fretted; he feared; he very nearly went insane\emdash holding off using the mind altering gadget.  But it didn\rquote t \ldblquote alter\rdblquote  the mind\emdash just beset it with a numbing ability.\par
\tab He found the girl, as usual, playing in the wide alley behind her house.  There were huge-huge oak and eucalyptus trees lining the alleyway along with massive vines covering the fences.  It was perfect for tomboys to go exploring.\par
\tab The Device had one function.  One.  His knowledge of the Device was quite limited.  All he knew was\emdash\ldblquote press button.\rdblquote   That was it.  That was all there was.  There was a secondary button, under the primary.  The secondary button worked as an \ldblquote emergency\rdblquote  mind zapping button.  What the difference was he wasn\rquote t sure.\par
\tab Meagan.  So pretty.  So\emdash so\emdash in need of a good dicking!\par
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\pard\tab There were reservations, hesitations, realizations.  What he was contemplating was oh-so wrong.  Oh-so incredulously wrong.  But, he thought, to save his daughter (by molesting others) he had to satisfy his lust.  His focus was to save his child from himself!  Seemed logical.  Still, though\emdash\par
\tab Meagan.  Eight years young\emdash she would be nine in four months.  Pretty girl, lovely hair, beautiful eyes and a sweet-sweet sincere smile.  Wearing a light blue short legged bib overall with a simple tee-shirt, Allen zapped her (mind).  Trembling with severe trepidations he moved the girl inside the ivy wall along the alley fence.  He waited\emdash waited\emdash and waited some more.  Security reasons abounded as he also watched to make sure the child was mindless.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab He cupped her ass.  A butt fondle.  That was followed up by a \ldblquote squeeze.\rdblquote\par
\tab Closing his eyes and feeling his heart beating harder and harder he moved the straps of the overalls off her shoulders.  The garment then fell easily to her ankles.  Was he really going to molest?  What he had done to his own child still had him going.  What a cad!  How heinous he had been.  How diabolical!  And the thoughts\emdash the desires\emdash the want to do more!  Desperately had he wanted to FUCK his child.  She was too young, though.  He would have to wait a couple of years.\par
\tab Basic white panties with pink trim and some colorful flowers all over.  The undy snugged the child nicely.  His own child often dashed about the house clad merely in her undies.  He thought of her when she would be older and if she would dash about when she was say\emdash thirteen?  Fifteen?  Eighteen?\par
\tab His cock ached and down he slid the girl\rquote s panties.\par
\tab A nice bald beaver greeted him and his desire to be a monstrously odiously man consumed him.  down on the ground he laid the girl out, removed her clothes, parted her legs, then \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on her licking his fill.  Afterwards and he unfurled his cock resting it against the girl\rquote s cunny.  There and he commenced to humping\emdash grinding against her soft poon increasing the strength of his cock to the point whereas he simply had no choice.  No choice.\par
\tab In he went.\par
\tab Meagan\rquote s beautiful eyes suddenly increased dramatically.\par
\tab He pushed in more so realizing that there was no going back\emdash so he went forward and proceeded to rape the girl fully.  A giant thrust and the deed was done.  The pumping increased exponentially and more and more did he desire to do same to Noreen.\par
\tab His mind, like Meagan\rquote s, was mindless.  It only took a couple of minutes to achieve the ultimate goal; then, he relaxed and felt a slight remorse for his degradation of Meagan.  The lingering thrill, though, trumped the bad feelings and after using her own panties to clean off her fresh fucked cunt and his cock\emdash he fucked her again!\par
\tab Not more than fifteen minutes back inside the sanctity of his own home than did he hear the sirens.  Fear gripped him and he went over and over in his beleaguered mind\emdash had he left any incriminating evidence?  Only his cum.  Spreading the girl\rquote s legs and he very-very muchly entered her thrusting hard and giving not a damn about her.  All that mattered was to cum.  And not once\emdash but twice!  And after the second fucking (and no remorse in sight) he turned the child over and spanked her!\par
\tab He was amazed at how the single-use EMAD had her mind numbed.\par
\tab There was a desire to make it up her butt (hole) but a car came along the alley disrupting that egress.  Sitting in his comfy chair he listened to the plethora of sirens.  Cops cars, fire department, ambulance.  A bit of regret did beset him\emdash so he downed a bourbon, took a shower, downed another bourbon, then noting the time went to fetch his daughter from her playdate with a friend.\par
\tab They went to lunch and then a movie for the rest of the afternoon.  When he returned home the chaos was still going on with the addition of news media in the fray.  Allen shuttled his child into their house and the bad feelings of what he had done began to consume him.  It was months before he struck again!\par
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\tab Nellie Simpletoes found his favor.  The cutey lived two blocks down but Allen had seen her at one of the block parties on his block.  Nice ass!  A sweet girl who sang in the children\rquote s choir at the church Allen attended.  Blond hair with heavy bangs, her favorite color was \ldblquote set\rdblquote  colors, color matching.\par
\tab One day while she was rehearsing at the church, Allen was there as well mingling with others for a social gathering.  His own child was there somewhat singing\emdash somewhat picking her nose, butt, and jostling with other youngsters.  Allen carefully\emdash slyly\emdash watched Nellie.  She wore a nice orange dress and Allen wondered \ldblquote orange panties?\rdblquote\par
\tab He wanted to find out.\par
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\tab Although the security risk was extremely high\emdash Allen proceeded.\par
\tab It was Opportunity that paved the way.  After the children\rquote s choir had sung and then took a break, Allen focused on his Target.  Ten minutes later and they were going down a side hall alongside the main sanctuary to a little used store room.  It was a long ways\emdash too long.  No windows, no doors\emdash no escape.\par
\tab The store room was locked\emdash but Allen, being a deacon, usher, all-round good guy in good standing with the church body had a key.  Inside and it was murky, musty, dusty.  There was a small window\emdash up high.  Desks, pews, and boxes upon boxes of outdated paper for use with a Xerox machine.\par
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\pard\tab Nellie remained mindless\emdash allowing Allen to not only lift her dress up to see the color of her panties but to lift her dress off!  Orange panties!  Her panties were orange, plain.  Allen\rquote s cock soared to incredible hardness.  It mattered not that she was ten\emdash well, it did in a way.  She was soooo pretty!  So young!  So innocent.\par
\tab Up on a stack of boxes the child was placed, legs open.  Allen boldly whipped out his cock and began masturbating.  The girl\rquote s eyes stared straight through him.  For a goof (as well as a security check) he stuck out his tongue then made a fart sound with his hands.\par
\tab Nothing.  Nellie remained steadfastly mindless.\par
\tab Good thing, for Allen worked off her panties and there she was\emdash naked!\par
\tab For a moment he stole just looking at her\emdash he imagined his Noreen at ten.\par
\tab Then, the heinous cad tilted the child back to lean her shoulders against another stack of boxes allowing his super hard cock to rest against her naked pussy.  Her long golden honey hair lay down her chest.  His mind was fraught with multiple decisions\emdash all bad.\par
\tab Finally, though, he closed his eyes and pressed his wicked schlong to the girl\rquote s cunny\emdash then in.  A masterful \ldblquote push\rdblquote  and he was in.  A thrust and he was in further.  Nellie made a gasp; her eyes bulged.  Allen\rquote s fears and consternations fell away replaced by the incredible feelings\emdash all good.\par
\tab The cum blast that proceeded sent him to the roof!  The release of his juices was more orgasmic than he could ever imagine.  Ten times better than what he had done to Meagan.  He shuddered and felt his toes curl.  His eyes fluttered and his mind\emdash his mind was out of business.\par
\tab He pumped and pumped and then pumped some more.  Pulling out and he humped the child\rquote s cunny until he was way-way sated.  Even then and there were strong desires pressing upon him.\par
\tab\lquote up the ass.\rquote  his mind said.\par
\tab But there was no time.  No time!  The deed completed her panties were used to wipe her soiled cunny and his soiled cock that had soiled her cunny.  Then he had to make a decision\emdash leave her or bring her back to the front (or at least to the beginning of the hall.)\par
\tab He decided to risk security and bring her out to the hall; leaving her in the store room was just wrong.  It would scare her more than necessary.  He was a cad, a scumbag, but not a douche.  And somehow, Luck was with him.  For one, no one missed the girl and it had been several minutes!  For another Luck, everyone was out mingling in the foyer.  This allowed Allen to slip around to sneak up on his own child, scoop her up and tickle her\emdash spreading her legs innocently exposing her goodie to a fellow Christian man who shot a long lingering (lustful?) look.\par
\tab Hmmm\par
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\pard\tab Oh, yes, there was a brouhaha at the church when young Nellie screamed.\par
\tab She was very much aware of being raped.  Allen did feel badly for the girl; she never returned to church and that was sad (he kinda/sorta wanted to do her again!)  Maybe this time\emdash up the ass!  The cad!  An investigation came but there was little to nothing to go on.  It was determined that some scoundrel was using an EMAD.  Detectors were installed and \ldblquote magic wands\rdblquote  were handed out to the ushers to check peoples as they entered the church.  This went over well.  (not!)\par
\tab Meanwhile, Dane Hugeyes\emdash the fellow who had stared a little to longingly at Noreen\rquote s goodie.  It gave Allen a thought\emdash the tall gangly fellow who was raising his daughter, Stephanie, alone, might be a perv.  Might be.  Let\rquote s find out!\par
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\tab Time went by and at a social gathering (at the church) Allen tested the waters\emdash so to speak.  Whilst clutching Noreen to himself he somewhat cornered fellow church goer Dane.  Noreen, clad in a simple Fall dress, short, colorful fall colors, was her usual wiggly self.  This helped for the next step.  While other members of the church mingled \ldblquote just out of sight\rdblquote  Allen \ldblquote accidentally\rdblquote  helped open Noreen\rquote s legs.  It gave Dane a hot shot to the girl\rquote s goodie\emdash and the lack of undies thereon!\par
\tab His eyes bulged\emdash so did his cock.\par
\tab He trembled and looked onto the naked poon with sincere want.\par
\tab The lust was evident and Allen was sure the man who spoke Chinese and was a missionary to China was indeed a perv.\par
\tab\ldblquote Like what you see?\rdblquote  scoffed Allen.\par
\tab Dane blushed and quickly averted his eyes.\par
\tab Squirmy Noreen wiggled so that she was in need of a spanking.  She slid down her daddy\rquote s body and as she did so\emdash her dress was held up \ldblquote accidentally\rdblquote  revealing her full nakedness.  This only caused Dane to moan.  Dane was raising his only child, Stephanie, on his own.  She was seven.\par
\tab\ldblquote We can go somewhere\emdash privately.\rdblquote  said Allen with a smile.\par
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\tab At the end of one of the long buildings housing the gym, kitchen, and assorted rooms for Sunday school teaching the two men in company of Noreen made their way.  This particular \ldblquote room\rdblquote  had not only heavily tinted windows (as it faced the East and that sun was a bugger on Sunday mornings) but also a partition that was floor-to-ceiling.\par
\tab As soon as they were in and Allen rendered his child mindless.\par
\tab It was quick and Dane was none the wiser.\par
\tab Beyond the partition and Allen lifted off his child\rquote s dress.\par
\tab Dane was sweating and gawking.\par
\tab Allen lifted his girl up standing her on a table\emdash this gave Dane eye-to-cunt viewing.  Sincere lust there was in the man\rquote s eyes; sincere want, too.  Allen patted his child\rquote s ass, parted her legs a bit then fingered her bald poon.\par
\tab\ldblquote We can play with her.\rdblquote  Allen said, \ldblquote She wont mind.\rdblquote\par
\tab Dane nearly melted.\par
\tab Allen placed Noreen on her back on the table then fingered-fingered-fingered her delicate poon.  Then he hauled out his cock and began blatantly stroking.  He used Noreen\rquote s hand.\par
\tab Dane moved his cock out of his slacks and almost moaned as he himself took the girl\rquote s other hand doing likewise.  Dane seemed oblivious to the fact that Noreen was \ldblquote mindless.\rdblquote   He said nothing\emdash the wanton lust in his eyes and actions told all anyways.  Like Allen, he desperately wanted to FUCK (a little girl.)\par
\tab Done!\par
\tab Mandy Truetongue fell victim to the wilds of Allen and Dane.  She was from a church associated with the church the two horndogs attended.  It was located a little ways away whereas the medium income there was in the upper middle class.  Both men had work to do at the church there, and it was on a Saturday, and there were a small army of cheerleaders fixing lunch for seniors and elders of the churches.  There, too, was a small gathering of youngsters assembled for choir singing, puppeteering tryouts, and general socializing.\par
\tab Allen and Dane also socialized with the seniors and church elders with Allen mostly scoping out Possibles.  There were many.  So many!  The choices were astounding.  But at length he settled on one.\par
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\tab Sooooo pretty!  So easily swayed\emdash electronically.  She was just beginning to sprout lumps on her chest.  And that smile!  Very muchly was it presumed she was a virgin\emdash let alone knowing about fingering herself.  Dane was virtually out of his mind\emdash kidnapping!  For sexual purposes!  But, those vices were overshadowed by his increasing unnatural desires.  The ache he had was unmeasurable.\par
\tab More sacrilege as the two reprobates brought the hapless Mandy to a little used back store room.  It was musty, dank, and perfect for misbehaving.  Mandy remained absolutely mindless\emdash as did mostly Dane.  He simply couldn\rquote t believe what was happening.  Allen got the girl naked\emdash slowly one article of clothing at a time.  Time was, though precious.\par
\tab With the girl naked, hoisted up on a box of books, legs spread, the two horndogs gawked and gawked at her\emdash both with the schlongs out stroking up a storm.  Dane was too mesmerized to do much more than be a wanker so Allen took up the cause\emdash he firstly went down on the girl licking his fill.  But being wary of time (knowing that the missing child would cause some alarm among her peers and parental units) Allen kicked it up by slapping his dick against Mandy\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab Dane was all attentive\emdash and more hard than ever had he been ever!\par
\tab Allen schlepped his salami into the girl\rquote s slit and gave a mighty thrust busting her intact membrane.  The fuck was on.  More thrustings and more yearnings to do other girls\emdash also his own.  He pumped vigorously for some minutes before unleashing a hellacious torrent of cum.  He was instantly drained\emdash but the yearning was still there\emdash still there to do her up the butt!\par
\tab Dane took his turn to be sure and did so with much gusto!  There was dire determination in the man\rquote s pumping.  He cared not for the girl\rquote s welfare; she put on a face, grimaced, and showed too many signs of \ldblquote awareness.\rdblquote   That was bad.\par
\tab And it only got worse as the little girl began to wail.\par
\tab Her \ldblquote awareness\rdblquote  was fully aware.\par
\tab And Dane didn\rquote t care.  He pumped vigorously more and more seemingly enticed by the girl\rquote s antics.  A dire determination there was with Dane to \ldblquote get his nut.\rdblquote   And fearing that the girl\rquote s cries would be heard he placed his hand over her mouth.  Didn\rquote t help.  So he stuffed her panties in her mouth and continued on fucking until the end.\par
\tab His end\emdash and hers.\par
\tab Oh!\par
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