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{\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.15.1515;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\qc\f0\fs36 August Moone\par
Book 9\par
Chapter 5\par
And the Saga Continues\par
The Pursuit of Evil\par
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Night of the Wretched\par
\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s go to Doogal\rquote s!\rdblquote  exclaimed Jasmine being very excited.\par
\tab\ldblquote Miserable Hearts is playing there!\rdblquote  squealed Vashnique.\par
\tab\ldblquote There going to be soooo many hot guys there!\rdblquote  chimed in Vaniqua.\par
\tab\ldblquote Our parents are never going to let us go!\rdblquote  butted in Vanessa.\par
\tab\ldblquote I got my brother\rquote s car keys!\rdblquote  quipped Shandra.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hot guys, Miserable Hearts!  It\rquote s going to be the event of the year!\rdblquote\par
\tab And although seeing some \ldblquote hot guys\rdblquote  and her favorite funk band, Miserable Hearts, Vanessa had concerns.\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t be a wet blanket, Vanessa,\rdblquote  chided/bitched Jasmine, \ldblquote time for you to be IN with the \ldblquote in crowd.\rdblquote   It\rquote s going to be a blast!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah,\rdblquote  said Vash, \ldblquote what you going to do, stay here while WE\rquote RE having fun!?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote But Doogal\rquote s is in Brayton,\rdblquote  complained Vanessa, \ldblquote something goes wrong and we are in BIG trouble!\rdblquote\par
\tab Vanique shook her head, \ldblquote I know you\rquote re the sensible one of us, but don\rquote t be a toad.\rdblquote\par
\tab Vanessa took umbrage at being dubbed a \ldblquote toad.\rdblquote   So much could go wrong; Shandra had the car keys to her brother\rquote s car\emdash he was overseas on military deployment and so wouldn\rquote t miss it.  Vashnique had fake IDs for them all.  Miserable Hearts was playing at Doogal\rquote s, a hot nightclub in Brayton a hundred miles away.  The plan was to tell their parents they were hanging for the night at Shandra\rquote s\emdash a slumber party.  The girls had cell phones and Shandra\rquote s phone was tied to the house\rquote s land line\emdash and she had a way to mimic her grandmother of whom she lived with.\par
\tab Vanessa, though, still had concerns and reservations.  \ldblquote If something goes wrong\emdash\rdblquote  she would be grounded until she was married!  But at the last minute,\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m in.\rdblquote\par
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\pard\tab The \ldblquote In Crowd\rdblquote  consisted of Jasmine Tranquil, Vashnique Gagspoon, Vanique Fretenburger, Shandra Slappilly, and now\emdash Vanessa Huxunbull.  The girls were from a \ldblquote good part\rdblquote  of their town, upscale, professional parents.  Vanessa\rquote s parents were of a doctor and a lawyer!  Doogal\rquote s was a hot-hot nightclub sought after by everyone for miles around\emdash kind of like Koko in Camden or Herbal a converted warehouse in trendy Shoreditch/Hoxton.\par
\tab Vanessa was both elated but still overly concerned.  If the fake IDs didn\rquote t pass the bouncer or the staff inside the club\emdash she was dead.  Her parents would flip the fuck out.  She wouldn\rquote t get beaten, maybe spanked but she was fifteen and maybe out of range for a spanking.  The scolding would be the rub\emdash her lawyer father and doctor mother had dealt with their daughter\rquote s misdoings from day one.\par
\tab But not wanting to be a \ldblquote wet blanket\rdblquote  and be \ldblquote in\rdblquote  with the \ldblquote in crowd\rdblquote  she settled with her girlfriends and off the went.  Shandra was the oldest, sixteen (and a half.)  She had beautiful hair, creamy dark skin, an amazing face that was alluring.  She was heavy into make-up, jewelry, and perfume.\par
\tab Jasmine was a lighter skinned African-American, short bouncy hair, and not as perfumed as Shandra but with lots of baubles and jingly things.  Vashnique was the darkest skinned girl, tallest, too.  Not a lot of make-up or perfume but she liked big earrings, necklaces, and shiny things.  Vaniqua had some Mexican and Asian in her and wasn\rquote t much into jewelry but over did it on the perfume.\par
\tab Vanessa was conservative\emdash having semi strict conservative parents.  She still feared what would happen should they find out.  If she managed to pull this off\emdash GREAT!  But keeping it to herself was going to be a toughie\emdash she had two other sisters and a brother.  Not likely would she spill her Doogal excursion with her brother or littlest sister.  But she might blab to sister Janelle.  She would have to tell somebody!\par
\tab Surprisingly, the girls made it to the concert of the year\emdash they got inside AND got drinks!  Other bands came onto the stage to play; the place was packed and there were scores of HOT guys!  The girls were dressed to kill\emdash so to speak.  Vanessa didn\rquote t even have panties on!  Nor did Shandra or Jasmine!  Keeping up appearances of being \ldblquote 21\rdblquote  was a tough deal, but with so many peoples the event staff and club staff didn\rquote t really pay that close attention.\par
\tab When the event of the year was over, and the girls had had enough of being manhandled, fondled, frisked, they made their way out to the parking lot\emdash only to find Shandra\rquote s brother\rquote s car\emdash gone!\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t there\emdash another car was in its place.\par
\tab The girls went into panic mode and searched the lot, the street, the other lot, and then repeated.  Freaking out, Vash concluded that they should call their parents, or one of them.\par
\tab In no way did Vanessa want her parents to be called.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote  blurted Vaniqua, \ldblquote What are we going to do!?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You ladies have a problem?\rdblquote  spoke up a man with a strange accent.\par
\tab\ldblquote Our car\rquote s been stolen!\rdblquote  cried Jasmine.\par
\tab\ldblquote Gee,\rdblquote  said the tall man, \ldblquote that\rquote s a bit of tough luck there.\rdblquote  He smiled and although he was smiling\emdash Vanessa had a bad feeling about him.\par
\tab\ldblquote Name\rquote s Quincey, Quincey B\rquote longpipe, maybe I can help.\rdblquote\par
\tab NO!  Don\rquote t do it!\par
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\tab Quincey B\rquote longpipe usually didn\rquote t fit in with the \ldblquote club\rdblquote  scene, especially those frequented by young peoples and especially those frequented by young BLACK peoples.  Being a Cajun he sort of stuck out.  But he was at Doogal\rquote s on business.  Dressed in a multicolored leather jacket from the \lquote 70s, disco boots, he still looked out of place and a little more than scroungy.  He was accompanied by two of his flunkies, Nick Clogheel and Louis Carthorse.  They also stuck out in a crowd but with the flashing lights of the club and darkness mixed in in various spots inside the club\emdash no one noticed (or cared.)\par
\tab After delivering backwoods moonshine to the club owners the Cajun and flunkies made way outside sighting in on the distraught girls in hot dresses\emdash and no where near being \ldblquote of age\rdblquote  to be at Doogal\rquote s.\par
\tab\ldblquote Maybe I can help you out.\rdblquote  said Quincey, \ldblquote We\rquote ll find your car and you can be on your way.\rdblquote  he said being all friendly-like.\par
\tab\ldblquote What kind of car is it?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s a\rquote 69 Chevy Impala,\rdblquote  Shandra said nervously\emdash and anxiously hoping for hope the friendly stranger could help, \ldblquote it\rquote s red, two-door, fat wheels,\rdblquote  and the list went on to the detail of the seats and headliner.\par
\tab Quincey wrote down the info on a piece of paper then turned on his heel saying \ldblquote Let\rquote s go to my rig and pop the information in the computer and see what comes up.\rdblquote\par
\tab The girls didn\rquote t understand but they were grasping at hope.\par
\tab\ldblquote Are you a police officer?\rdblquote  queried Vash.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, I am, undercover cop.\rdblquote  the man snickered.\par
\tab The girls were escorted to a four-wheel drive van, it didn\rquote t look like a police van but then again\emdash the man said he was undercover.  Vanessa had seen police shows where the undercover cop often had a crappy car to keep his cover.  It was just after midnight; the girls were a hundred miles away from where they were supposed to be; no car, fake IDs, little money, and\emdash\par
\tab As the girls bunched up at the ratty van, the sliding door suddenly slid open and the man called Quincey said, \ldblquote Get in!\rdblquote  with sincere force.  Inside were some other men, one had a handgun\emdash so did the man called Quincey behind the girls.\par
\tab Immediately and did the girls begin to panic even more.\par
\tab Quincey shoved Vanessa in close to the van\rquote s open door and one of the men inside grabbed her yanking her in.  Vashnique was pushed/pulled in nextly.  Shandra bolted but was tackled and slung upside the van roughly.  Jasmine and Vaniqua came in with Shandra in last.  The door shut, the van fired up, and the girls became \ldblquote statistics.\rdblquote\par
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\tab The girls only had a slight idea of what was in store for them\emdash mostly by the leering of the men inside the van.  The man called Quincey roughly fingered Vanessa between her legs.  When Shandra tried to intervene \ldblquote Leave her alone!\rdblquote  she screamed and then attempted to pounce on the man\emdash she was backhanded sending her backward over some wooden crates.  She lay in a slump causing the other girls to wail and be very frightened.\par
\tab\ldblquote Spread her legs, bitch!\rdblquote  Quincey B\rquote longpipe said seething thru his yellowed teeth.  Vanessa knew what was going to happen to her.  She cried and tried to keep her legs closed.  The van was still moving; not at a high rate of speed but at a good clip.  The road was not particularly smooth and though practically hysterical, Vanessa could tell they were heading out of the city.\par
\tab Quincey grabbed for Vaniqua\rquote s ankles, yanked them up, found the girl with no undies on, giggled and pointed out this fact to his buddies, then placed a dangerously huge hunting knife to the girl\rquote s bare pussy.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yous open yer fuckin\rquote  legs, missy,\rdblquote  seethed Quincey, \ldblquote or I\rquote s gonna make her pussy even bigger!\rdblquote\par
\tab Crying, sniveling, carrying on as she should in such a dire situation, Vanessa spread her legs.  She leaned back leaning against another wooden crate; her semi tight black knit sequined dress inched up revealing in the dismal light of the van\rquote s cargo area her missing panties, too.\par
\tab Quincey grinned big, removed the hunting knife from Vaniqua\rquote s cunt\emdash then began undressing himself.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wooo-eeee, Qunice,\rdblquote  chortled an elated Nick, \ldblquote we\rquote s gonna have some fun now!\rdblquote\par
\tab Vanessa bawled.  Quincey B\rquote longpipe got naked and stood on his knees flopping his very manly and gangly cock.  Vanessa shook her head, pursed her lips tight\emdash she was going to be raped!\par
\tab\ldblquote Please!\rdblquote  she blubbered, \ldblquote Don\rquote t!\rdblquote\par
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\pard\tab Quincey\rquote s mood changed from giddy to pissed off and he slapped the fifteen year old across the face, \ldblquote Donna you tells me what the fuck to do!\rdblquote  he yelled then went to ripping the dress off the girl pushing her down into position.  Vanessa bawled and thrashed about but was no match for the more powerful and determined Cajun.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is she a virgin, Quince?\rdblquote  inquired Louis.\par
\tab\ldblquote Nah, fuckin\rquote  bitch a whore!\rdblquote  and he drove his manhood into Vanessa non-virgin pussy.  The girl wailed and thrashed about enduring the offense.  She was not a virgin.  She was fifteen, child of two very prominent parents, not an honor student but she managed an \ldblquote A\rdblquote  now and then.  She sang in her church\rquote s choir, helped out her community, volunteered at her church to help the needy.  She was a good girl\emdash who had sex with her fourteen year old brother, Jamal.\par
\tab Before that, Vanessa and her brother were merely at the \ldblquote touchy/feely\rdblquote  stage; she occasionally fondled his prick and he fingered her cunt.  They saw each other naked and he showed her how guys please themselves.  Vanessa was strangely na\'efve and not so much in the know\emdash despite sharing a room with older sister, Janelle.\par
\tab Not so much in the know about sex until that one fateful day.\par
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\tab One afternoon, older sister Janelle found younger sister Vanessa a little glum in their shared room.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s up?\rdblquote  a concerned Janelle asked.\par
\tab Vanessa shrugged\emdash she didn\rquote t want to talk about it.\par
\tab School was the likely problem there then.  Janelle switched on some music and began doing what she usually did after a rigorous day of schooling\emdash stripping down to nothing then putting on fresh clothes suitable for a jog around the block.\par
\tab\ldblquote Janelle\emdash\rdblquote  started Vanessa.\par
\tab\ldblquote Vanessa!\rdblquote  sparked Janelle pursing her lips and looking silly.\par
\tab Vanessa was still reluctant to spill.  Whatever it was was right on her lips, though.  She shook her head and looked a little despondent.\par
\tab Janelle plopped down in front of her sister on her bed.  Janelle was a light skinned African-American, short-short \ldblquote butch-like\rdblquote  hair, a \ldblquote free-spirit\rdblquote  who\rquote s aspirations after high school were not shared by her parents\emdash to go hiking America and Europe.\par
\tab\ldblquote Talk to me.\rdblquote  Janelle demanded clutching her sister\rquote s hands.\par
\tab Reluctantly, with a sigh, \ldblquote Well, it\rquote s just that I heard some stuff at school.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What stuff?\rdblquote\par
\tab Janelle clamed up mulling over how to explain what she had heard.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, it\rquote s just that I heard some girls, behind me between classes at Study Hall saying\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Saying what?\rdblquote\par
\tab Janelle sighed, shook her head with eyes closed, \ldblquote Saying \ldblquote I bet SHE\rquote S never been laid!\rdblquote\rdblquote\par
\tab Janelle cracked up.  \ldblquote That\rquote s it?\rdblquote\par
\tab Vanessa shook her head, \ldblquote You don\rquote t understand,\rdblquote  she said exasperatedly, \ldblquote I don\rquote t know really what that means!\rdblquote\par
\tab Janelle stared at her sister, she was fifteen and definitely by now should understand the connotations of what getting laid meant\emdash or referred to anyways.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sex.\rdblquote  Janelle explained bluntly.\par
\tab\ldblquote That\rquote s what that means?\rdblquote  Vanessa shrieked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, \ldblquote getting laid\rdblquote  means having sex!\rdblquote\par
\tab Vanessa nodded that she understood\emdash finally!\par
\tab\ldblquote So what is \ldblquote Doing the Presidential?\rdblquote\rdblquote\par
\tab Janelle giggled, blushed, shook her head at the naiveness of her sister,\par
\tab\ldblquote Blowjob, it means giving a guy head!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Why is it called that?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Because of our previous president\emdash what happened in the White House with that girl.  She sucked his schlong, he diddled her with a cigar.\rdblquote  and so on.\par
\tab Janelle went on to explain what a \ldblquote 69\rdblquote  was\emdash having her sibling draw a \ldblquote 6\rdblquote  and a \ldblquote 9\rdblquote  on paper, \ldblquote Turn it sideways.\rdblquote  she said, \ldblquote The top is your heads, the little dangly part is\emdash is your private parts.\rdblquote  Vanessa was getting a schooling like school didn\rquote t teach!\par
\tab She had heard of \ldblquote cocksucking\rdblquote , sodomy, but more advanced techniques was unknown to her\emdash like \ldblquote Around-the-World\rdblquote , Reverse Missionary, Doggie Style, and \ldblquote Facial.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s \ldblquote facial?\rdblquote\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Where a guy jerks off onto her face!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote EWEWE!\rdblquote\par
\tab Plus Face Fucking, spanking, fisting, and Rim Jobbing.\par
\tab\ldblquote EWEWE!\rdblquote  Vanessa said again when told what THAT was.\par
\tab By now, both girls were subtly fingering themselves.\par
\tab\ldblquote So, is sixty-nining as good as real sex?\rdblquote\par
\tab Janelle laughed, \ldblquote It can be.\rdblquote\par
\tab Vanessa was still trying to wrap her head around around, Facial, Rimming, and Around-the-World\emdash where a girl sits on a guy\rquote s cock and spins around.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Even girls do those things.\rdblquote  to wit Vanessa said,\par
\tab\ldblquote What things?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Just about all of them, all positions that a girl and a guy can do\emdash a girl and a girl can do, too.\rdblquote  and a guy and a guy.\par
\tab Vanessa\rquote s pretty eyes of wonderment widened.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, sixty-nining is the best!\rdblquote\par
\tab Vanessa\rquote s expression was one of wow and curiousity.\par
\tab Janelle reached for her bag retrieving a small clutch purse.  From within she pulled out a joint.  After lighting up she took in the first draw then offered her sister a turn.  Vanessa took the hit and the two smoked the whole thang\emdash it wasn\rquote t their first time.  Then,\par
\tab Janelle lay down on the bed shucking her dark blue running shorts AND basic white panties.  She furiously began fingering herself\emdash something she usually did privately and/or alone.\par
\tab Vanessa stared with wide eyes and open mouth.  Janelle breathed hard and energetically fingered her seventeen year old cunt.  She wasn\rquote t a virgin.  \par
\tab Slowly, Vanessa pulled off her clothes, slipped her panties down\emdash and off, and crawled up to her sister\rquote s side.  Janelle gently took her guiding her into position\emdash a 69er position.  As Janelle began tonguing her sister\rquote s virgin quim, Vanessa began doing likewise to her!\par
\tab The girls were seriously into one another unaware of brother Jamal spying on them!  He later confronted Janelle\emdash what transpired there wasn\rquote t known to Vanessa.  Later on, though, SHE saw Janelle and Jamal naked in their room with Janelle doing the advanced technique \ldblquote Around-the-World.\rdblquote   The room was filled with marijuana scent, too.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh my God! you guys!\rdblquote  blurted Vanessa waltzing in.\par
\tab\ldblquote Damn, Vanessa,\rdblquote  bitched Jamal sitting part way up on his elbows, \ldblquote Don\rquote t\rquote  you know how to knock!?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s my room!\rdblquote  Vanessa responded.\par
\tab Janelle didn\rquote t seem upset about being \ldblquote busted\rdblquote  and after completing another round of Around-the-World settled on laying down on her brother moving her hips up and down giving her fifteen year old sister a prime view.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wanna join us?\rdblquote  Janelle asked grinning.\par
\tab Jamal fondled his sister\rquote s titties and powerfully thrusted up into Janelle\rquote s pussy.  Vanessa was in awe, she watched up close and way personal as her brother\rquote s cock slammed into the pussy.  She fingered herself then slowly peeled her clothes off, pushed her panties down then got on the bed naked.\par
\tab Janelle pulled a cheek open giving her sister even more of an absolute view.  Jamal placed his hands on her ass and began making noise as he neared orgasmic bliss.  Just naked Vanessa sat fingering herself watching her first sex act.\par
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\pard\tab The intensity was pretty intense.  Both parties engaged made outrageous noises as they shared a mutual cum off.  Vanessa fingered-fingered-fingered herself all the while and was amazed at the amount of cum her brother released.\par
\tab Janelle released her own flood of personal juices then collapsed on her heaving sweaty brother.  Jamal seemed delirious and languished in a surreal world of blissful orgasm.  Janelle sat up at length, lit up a joint and smoked it sharing with Jamal.  Vanessa sat still fingering herself and still in great wonderment.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Wanna give it a try?\rdblquote  Janelle asked with a big smile.\par
\tab Vanessa giggled, blushed, and Janelle eased off of their brother who had a respectable cock for his age.  Before Vanessa could settle on him, though, Janelle wagged a finger\emdash\ldblquote Ut-ut-uh,\rdblquote  she said with a mischievous smile; she then made a motion with her hand to her mouth suggesting cocksucking.\par
\tab Vanessa blushed big this time then went down on her brother, taking his more than average member freshly explunged from Janelle\rquote s cunt.  She sucked it without question and got the brother genuinely hard.  Before he could cum off she settled herself onto his prong and de-virginized herself.\par
\tab That was her first time.\par
\tab There were \ldblquote other\rdblquote  times, too.\par
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The Wretched Night of Wretchedness\par
\tab She awoke with a terrible headache\emdash the drinks from the Doogal\rquote s had been a little potent.  A horrible ringing was in her ears\emdash no, her head.  She felt numb; and for a moment her vision was blurred.\par
\tab Then it cleared.\par
\tab Then she wished she were blind\emdash and deaf, for before her lay one of her friends, Vashnique (VASH-NEEK-KWA) naked with one of the men from the van on top of her\emdash raping her!  A terrible lump formed in Vanessa\rquote s throat as well as in the pit of her stomach.\par
\tab More horror came when Vanessa discovered that she herself was naked.\par
\tab So was Jasmine, so was Vaniqua.\par
\tab Where was Shandra?\par
\tab No Shandra was in sight.\par
\tab They were still in the van\emdash it wasn\rquote t moving; it was semi dark save for a lantern that was dim/shielded.  Vanessa felt sick; had she been violated?  In all probability?  Yes.\par
\tab The man violating Vash was called \ldblquote Louis.\rdblquote\par
\tab Another vile violating man was nakedly masturbating beside him, leering down at the hapless girl who tossed her head side to side trying to keep her mouth closed tightly.  But the masturbating man, \ldblquote Nick\rdblquote , told her to \ldblquote OPEN\rdblquote .  When she did, he put his gangly penis into her mouth, then grabbed her hair and made her suck him.\par
\tab Vanessa then saw in the corner up by the front seats another man, \ldblquote Alf\rdblquote .  He was on top of Jasmine!  Another man, \ldblquote Jock\rdblquote  and the lead man, Quincey, flanked Vanessa.\par
\tab\ldblquote They lookin\rquote  pretty good, eh, Chief?\rdblquote  said a thick Cajun drawling Alf.\par
\tab Quincey B\rquote longpipe merely snickered, nodded his head, and fondled himself.  Vanessa felt as if she were going to throw up any second.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Oh, youze awake now, eh, mon ami?\rdblquote\par
\tab Vanessa felt if she spoke she would spew chunks\emdash or liquid more likely.\par
\tab The man smiled, snickered, then yanked her legs open, \ldblquote Time for another round!\rdblquote  his accent was thick and harsh, hard to understand but she understood it to be French.\par
\tab Vanessa was too sickened and too tired along with frightened and knowing she was in a desperate situation; it was best wait for an opportunity.  Waiting, though, meant enduring being raped (repeatedly!)\par
\tab Quincey fingered (roughly) her pussy, shoved a finger into her asshole, then lay on her gouging his eyes into her brain.  His cock gouged her pussy.  Her hands were bound behind her back and she was in a dire-dire-dire situation.  And it wasn\rquote t going to get any better.\par
\tab Not only did the funny talking man gouge her pussy, she was rolled over onto her side and the other man, Jock, made entry into her virgin poop chute.  She was uncomfortable with the Double Penetration.  The man in her ass, Jock, giggled and seethed; his hot breath searing the back of her neck and his breath was foul.\par
\tab Before the men completed their vile doings\emdash Vanessa passed out.\par
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Out of the frying pan\'85\par
\tab\lquote We\rquote re lost!\rquote   There were so many roads; off-roads, fire break roads, logging roads, just-because road.  There were no maps and GPS was useless in helping as most of those aforementioned roads just weren\rquote t shown.\par
\tab\lquote If I\rquote m lost, surely that fuckin\rquote  bitch whore LUCY is, too!\rquote\par
\tab Maybe.\par
\tab Dirt roads went everywhere\emdash darkness was coming on, it was Day Six and Dim needed to get off the mountain, get home, go to work\emdash in that order.  Of course, he had some \ldblquote passengers\rdblquote  to get rid of first.  But finding Lucy\emdash that fucking bitch whore, was before that.  He had to find her, dink with her mind, then deal with her his own personal way.  First he had to find her.\par
\pard\qc Crestcreek Canyon\par
Little River\par
Horknose River\par
Devil\rquote s Lip Gauge\par
Rockton\par
Howdigethere Lake\par
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\tab Rockton was a little backwoods redneck town (think \ldblquote Deliverance\rdblquote ).  Dim had dealings (moonshine type dealings) with the tavern owner; Devil\rquote s Lip Gauge was a narrow walking trail upside the Hammernail Mountain.  Below it directly was the Horknose River that kissed up to Crestcreek Canyon with Little River running thru it.\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t Dim\rquote s forte, he liked exploring but not into those aforementioned areas.  Some of that Crestcreek Canyon was so deep you had to look twice to see the bottom.  Most of that Hammernail Mountain area of Little River was rugged and just a bit spooky.\par
\tab After finding a road he knew he made for Rockton at last.\par
\tab In the back of his now fucked up van he had still Janet Sheeshmeesh, the nosey park ranger, Angie Scooboot\emdash the recreational mother of Randy and Janna, and Melody Bekause\emdash a member of the \ldblquote B\rdblquote  girls list.\par
\tab At Rockton the lone tavern was a buzz with rednecks, a sheriff\rquote s car was there, too.  Dim held back and tried listening in on what was going on\emdash there was some sort of happening happening\emdash or something already happened.  Redneck pickup trucks of all sizes were everywhere and rednecks toting rifles and shotguns were assembled out front of the Rockton center of attention.\par
\tab Keeping a low profile\emdash and visible due to crunched EMAD, Dim picked up a smattering of talk about a \ldblquote rogue bear\rdblquote ; a crazed lunatic mountain man, alien invasion\emdash not from Mexico or Asia, government conspiracy, and the Legend of Crestcreek\emdash Big Dickfoot!\par
\tab Some tidbits of the conversations were:\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote s seen \lquote im,\rdblquote  spoke one thick accented gangly thin man, \ldblquote he was the biggest dern ursine my eyes ever did see!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Twernt no bear!\rdblquote  popped another man, \ldblquote it was Cletus!\rdblquote  a crazed (lunatic mountain man known to drink his own hooch that was infused with something from the wild to make one\emdash go wild.)\par
\tab\ldblquote Naw, Jimmy J and me trapped this \lquote ere critter down at the Crick a fur piece back and we he gets a thru all a hollerin\rquote  we\rquote s gonna go back down thare and kill him up good!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote It was the Legend.\rdblquote  spoke up a man Dim couldn\rquote t see.  His voice was hard and strong commanding attention.\par
\tab\ldblquote Now, Preacher, youze knows that Legend aint but tall tales of some whacked out miners!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote He\rquote s true.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote He aint!\rdblquote\par
\tab And the convo went on like that with others chiming in that they had seen him, smelled him, seen his big foot tracks along the muddy banks of Crestcreek.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s the dern funkin\rquote  gov\rquote ment!\rdblquote  hauled out another fellow Dim couldn\rquote t see, \ldblquote They\rquote s comin\rquote  in \lquote ere messin\rquote  wid our minds!  They\rquote s wants to see if we can take an alien invasion!\rdblquote\par
\tab And the conversation shifted to government conspiracy therories.\par
\tab Dim slipped away into the darkness.\par
\tab Aliens\emdash little green men, Plan Nine and a Half, monsters from Somewhere Out in Space!  Government mind tricks, the Legend.  Occasionally Dmitri had come across The Legend of Crestcreek; a mythical creatures supposedly living in the Hammernail Mountains.  Dim didn\rquote t believe it; no one had ever taken a picture of \ldblquote the Legend.\rdblquote   There were tracks but some folk dismissed them as \ldblquote bear tracks.\rdblquote   The first time the Legend had been brought up was back in 1914\emdash and the lone miner claiming a huge hairy (and stinky) creature came up and decimated his fellow miners.\par
\tab No one believed him.  He was naked and half (mostly) crazed.\par
\tab Occasionally, now and then, a horrendous yeowl could be heard\emdash echoing thru the canyons for miles.  No real sightings that could be out and out documented.  Nothing.  And furthermore\emdash IF the Legend were true\emdash why was there only one?  How old was this creature anyway?\par
\tab Dim didn\rquote t know\emdash didn\rquote t care.  He had to find Lucy.\par
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\tab He didn\rquote t find Lucy, he found Vanessa Huxunbull\emdash or she found him.  \par
\tab Dim very nearly ran her over as she ran out of the woods right in front of him!  Good brakes!  Dim slammed on the brakes and the naked black girl hit the van\rquote s engine hood.\par
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck!?\rdblquote  Dim bitched but wasn\rquote t angry.  Getting out and the girl came up hysterical, babbling incoherently and accidentally slammed the van door onto Dim\rquote s knee.\par
\tab She was freaking out with only a few words of English coming out giving Dim insight that she had been kidnapped by some men.  Simple enough.  She was bruised and scratched up and not right in the head.  Dim brought her inside; the van was set up so as when any door was opened the interior light did not come on.  She needed medical attention but it would have to wait.\par
\tab If those damn redneck/hunters should go foolheartily into the woods seeking the Legend, Martians, Juan Gonzales, or revenuers AND encounter Lucy\'85\par
\tab Turning left on Ranger Rick Road and Dim had went only about a mile before two more naked peoples came busting out of the woods\emdash the girl, like Vanessa, out of her mind.  She was beyond freaking out.  The naked teen boy she was with was out of his mind, too, but not freaking out.\par
\tab\ldblquote What the hell is going on here!?\rdblquote  Dim wondered.  He led them inside the van and ushered off once more.\par
\tab A recent storm had washed out the bridge going over Little Creek.  It was too wide and too deep to cross\emdash plus there were all those boulders to contend with, too.  Dim shook his head and backed up\emdash\par
\tab And promptly smacked into something.  In the backup lights reflection in the side mirror he saw a boulder, dirt hill, and pine tree.  His Boss was going to have his ass!  Dim went forward; making a three-point turn around on a narrow mountain road wasn\rquote t easy.\par
\tab Suddenly, the back end was lifted up and then slammed down.\par
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck!\rdblquote  Dim shouted.\par
\tab The peoples in the back of the van went ballistic\emdash especially Vanessa and Bonnie Truedance.  The van was shaken side to side before something went to pounding on the van\rquote s back doors.\par
\tab Then Dmitri Tsugua froze as the most horrendous sound he had ever heard filled the sullen night air.  It was a roar\emdash sort of.  A call, a monstrous scream of the deathly kind.  Then the backup/reverse lights went out\emdash no, correction, something blocked them.  The entire reflection in the mirror was blocked, shadowed by some large\emdash very large, creature.\par
\tab A bear.\par
\tab A really BIG bear?\par
\tab The van was shaken\emdash lifted, thrown down.\par
\tab Dim hit the accelerator sending the van backwards.\par
\tab The \ldblquote creature\rdblquote  hit the van as he was squashed up against the dirt berm that ran along the mountain road shoving it off of him.  Dim put the van in Drive and hit the accelerator again\emdash propelling it forward smacking dead on into a well placed tree.\par
\tab The gang in the rear were freaking the fuck out.\par
\tab The van\rquote s engine quit; Dim\rquote s heart nearly did.\par
\tab The driver\rquote s side headlight was out; the windshield cracked.  A dead silence filled the air\emdash the \ldblquote creature\rdblquote  was no longer behind the van but he could be smelled still lingering in the area\emdash somewhere.\par
\tab Suddenly there was a horrendous pounding to the driver\rquote s side of the van.  The van shook and was rocked\emdash and lifted!  But not all the way.  The van was let go and it slammed back down to the ground\emdash Dim, rattled, freaking out a little himself and moreso when the creature suddenly was at his window!\par
\tab The creature was immense.\par
\tab And that stench!\par
\tab Abruptly and huge hairy stinky creature grabbed Dim hauling him out of the van.  Dim kicked and thrashed and was promptly banged upside the non-company company van.  The creature\rquote s eyes were yellow\emdash if he had teeth\emdash Dim couldn\rquote t see them for all the mangy mangled thick coarse fur.  But the creature\rquote s breath he could feel\emdash it was hot against his face and probably peeling it as well as searing it.\par
\tab The creature slammed Dim to the ground.\par
\tab Dim rolled under the van to get away.\par
\tab Bad move cause the creature lifted the van toppling it onto its side\emdash very nearly crushing the escaping Dmitri.  Very nearly.  Dim counted his blessings but didn\rquote t have time to count very far for the huge hairy stinky breath-could-kill Legend JUMPED over the toppled van very-very nearly landing on the laying prone in the road Dmitri.\par
\tab Dmitri rolled \ldblquote just in time\rdblquote  to the low side of the road and ditch coming up with a hunk of tree limb and smashed it against Big Dickfoot\rquote s arm.  As the tree limb broke and the creature wasn\rquote t impressed, \par
\tab\ldblquote Bad idea.\rdblquote  Dim said.\par
\tab The creature slammed Dim into the forest\emdash then came after him.\par
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\tab In the darkness there was chaos\emdash bodies were everywhere.  Panic was among them; blood, broken bones, uncertainty.  Screaming seemed to be the in thing but Janet Sheeshmeesh had had enough\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote SHUT UP!\rdblquote  (she screamed)\par
\tab Everyone breathed hard, bled, sobbed, and whimpered.\par
\tab\ldblquote I think\emdash I think he\rquote s gone.\rdblquote  whispered Bonnie.\par
\tab Bodies were strewn haphazardly everywhere; arms and legs akimbo.\par
\tab\ldblquote We gotta get out of here.\rdblquote  Janet said.\par
\tab\ldblquote That creature\rquote s out there!\rdblquote  wailed Vanessa.\par
\tab A moment of silence, then, \ldblquote We cant stay in here.\rdblquote  Janet said, \lquote it\rquote ll become our tomb for sure!\rquote\par
\tab Moving, though, wasn\rquote t an easy task\emdash and did she smell gasoline?\par
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\tab In the darkness there was chaos\emdash bodies were everywhere.  Dim crawled finding a severed hand here, a mangled twisted torso there\emdash a head over there.  Crawling over a huge log and there were \ldblquote remains\rdblquote  galore.\rdblquote   Dim vomited and could quit vomiting.  The stench of death was overpowering.  \par
 \tab Car parts, body parts; animals, people (rednecks), were strewn over a large area and in the middle of the night finding one\rquote s way back from whence he came was near impossible.\par
\tab But dire determination gave Dim hope.  \par
\tab Until he faced up once more with the Legend.\par
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\tab Naturally and the van had been toppled onto the sliding door.  Making way thru the darkness to the can was a chore\emdash there were other people trying to scramble out, too.  The headlights were still on and as Janet (handcuffed still) made way to the cab\emdash the stench of that creature still hung lifeless in the air.  She froze\emdash but her ears didn\rquote t pick up the huge stinky creature\rquote s breathing.  Or anything else.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is it still out there?\rdblquote  asked one of the ill-fated passengers, Bonnie.\par
\tab\ldblquote No, no I-I don\rquote t think so.\rdblquote\par
\tab Of course, the creature COULD be lingering just outside\emdash waiting.\par
\tab Crap was strewn everywhere\emdash stuff carried inside the van; tools, chains, bindings (for interior cargo), bits of clothing, the contents of the ice chest, and then something familiar\emdash her utility belt!\par
\tab In a mad scramble, though, she lost it.  Her energy was temporarily jazzed but frustrated when the belt slipped from her hands\emdash in a pouch on the belt was a second set of handcuff keys!\par
\tab There had been no time to see if her sidearm was still there\emdash not likely.\par
\tab Others were moving with Bonnie in the lead trying to pull her brain damaged brother.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s going on?\rdblquote  Bonnie asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Trying to find some keys.\rdblquote  Janet told.  Bonnie, having free hands, helped out the park ranger finding the web belt AND the pouch WITH handcuff keys.  A few anxious moments as Bonnie struggled nervously to unlock the cuffs.  She did ask, \ldblquote Why are you handcuff?\rdblquote  just as the cuffs were free and the possibly was distinctive that she was freeing a prisoner.\par
\tab\ldblquote Long story,\rdblquote  Janet said, \ldblquote we gotta get out of here.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote My brother,\rdblquote  Bonnie said, \ldblquote he\rquote s got to have medical help, he\rquote s been hurt in the head.\rdblquote\par
\tab Without a light Janet couldn\rquote t rightly see the boy\rquote s injury\emdash let alone anyone else.  The power stink left behind by the presence of the creature was slightly liess offensive giving way to the thought (and hope) that the \ldblquote creature\rdblquote  was no longer there.\par
\tab Her sidearm and flashlight were not on the web belt.  Naturally.  Her wrists were sore as were her arms and it took a few minutes huddling in the toppled van to get some feeling back.  The contents of the ice chests had spilled ice and water, cans of soda and cold meats.  There wasn\rquote t time for introductions but Janet told her name and that she was a park ranger.\par
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\pard\tab\ldblquote I was kidnapped by some guys,\rdblquote  Vanessa said slurping on a bottle of water, \ldblquote we were in the woods somewhere, with my friends\emdash\rdblquote  the rest of her words were choked in her throat as the horrible scene violently exploded in her mind\rquote s memory.  She shook and shuddered\emdash years of therapy would never erase the night of horror.\par
\tab There wasn\rquote t time to go into what happened to her friends; Janet\rquote s concern was for herself and the girls, and the brain damaged boy.\par
\tab And where was HER kidnapper?\par
\tab And Lucy?  Had Lucy made contact with help?  Or, more likely, come across The Legend?\par
\tab Janet felt sick\emdash the quick intake of cold water the problem there.  That and sheer fright.  Being victimized at the hands of that fucking teenage sonofabitch was one thing\emdash victimized by the crazed wood creature was something else.  The fucking teenage sonofabitch was crazed, too; dangerous, but all he wanted was sex and overpowerment.  The woodsy creature just wanted to rip heads off (and arms, legs, fingers, eyes\'85)\par
\tab The smell of gasoline was strong; the van had an engine that was mostly conventional but had a cowling in the cab, too.  Big V8.  Janet scrambled to right herself and wished she could have found her .45\emdash it would seriously be needed.\par
\tab For a moment, then, she paused.  In her mind she saw herself confronting the sonofabitch who had brought her to the horror she had never known.  She saw herself shooting the bastard, too.  She saw herself shooting the creature, too.  More thoughts came but were interrupted by the people in the van with her vying to scramble out of their impossible situation.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is that gas I smell?\rdblquote  whimpered Vanessa.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, we need to get out of here.\rdblquote  Janet said carefully sticking her head out of the driver\rquote s side window.  The van\rquote s headlights were still on giving some light to the piercing dark night.  Not a sound did she hear\emdash dead silence.\par
\tab With slow trepidation she crawled up out of the van.\par
\tab Nothing.\par
\tab No big hairy stinky monkey-like creature\emdash no sonofabitchin\rquote  kidnapper.\par
\tab Janet assumed the big furry creature took the kidnapper off.\par
\tab Good!\par
\tab But Janet kinda wanted to see the young man prosecuted\emdash after being beaten to a pulp by the creature!  She had no love for the young man; no sympathy or any other compassionate feelings.  He was a monster and deserved what he got.\par
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\pard\tab With that sentiment settled she finished hauling herself out of the van\emdash and her recently bound/recently freed wrists \ldblquote just gave way\rdblquote  and she fell.  Out of the van and onto the ground smacking her shoulder with a hard thump.  It hurt.  Her body was already ravaged by her experiences in the van\emdash she didn\rquote t need any more.\par
\tab Melody came nextly\emdash and although she hadn\rquote t been bound in anyway she nearly fell out of the van, too.  She helped the boy, Sam, out by pulling while his sister pushed from inside.  Vanessa helped.  Janet sat up and cared only for her new pain\emdash shoulder injury.  It wasn\rquote t dislocated but it didn\rquote t feel too good just the same.\par
\tab Just then a sound reverberated thru the chilling night air.\par
\tab Vanessa screamed and sunk back inside the van saying \ldblquote I\rquote m not going out there!\rdblquote   Melody scrambled back up but didn\rquote t make it as the van\rquote s underside was hot and filthy\emdash and she grabbed the driver\rquote s side tire that spun her to the ground.\par
\tab Bonnie thought wisely and pulled her almost-out-of-the-van\rquote s-door- window brother back inside, too.  Janet grabbed Melody shushing her.  Melody was on the verge of freaking out but pursed her lips tightly trembling uncontrollably.\par
\tab Janet tried to soothe the naked banged up twelve year old but needed consoling and reassurance herself.  There was something out there\emdash big and lumbersome.\par
\tab\ldblquote When I say run\emdash you RUN!\rdblquote  and it didn\rquote t matter where.\par
\tab Melody nodded.  She trembled and shook and for a moment couldn\rquote t breathe.   Something in the woods stirred.  Something in the woods moaned.  Janet wished beyond wishes she could have found her weapon.  She clenched and waited.  Something was coming.\par
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\tab In the distant, in the mountains higher, thunder rolled across the heavens.  Lightning flashed and crackled electrifying the air sending reverberations down thru the very trees below.  The clouds formed angrily swirling in a giant mass of pissed offedness bringing a torrent of rain that soon came to soak the mountains and all below it.\par
\tab Janet clutched Melody ready to propel her down the road.\par
\tab Then, passing in front of the van\rquote s dimming headlights a form came out of the woods.  It staggered this way, crashed into a tree then slumped against the van.  Janet tensed\emdash but realized there was no \ldblquote stink\rdblquote  to the air.  It wasn\rquote t the creature but the teenage bastard!\par
\tab He was naked and covered in blood; he had a twitch to him and wild eyes.\par
\tab\ldblquote Get\emdash in the\emdash fucking van.\rdblquote  he said on gurgling lips.\par
\tab Janet stood frozen\emdash there was some strange compassion for the young man; but her memory served her and recalled his abuse.\par
\tab\ldblquote NO.\rdblquote  she said flatly.\par
\tab The young man stumbled from the front of the van; when he brushed against the tire he was thrown stumblingly crashing into Janet and the petrified Melody.  When Janet rebuked her kidnapper\emdash he zapped her with the stun gun.\par
\tab The stun gun had been handily-dandily in a cup holder on the engine cowl cover and when Dim was hauled out of the van by Big Dickfoot he just grabbed it.  Not intentionally but it came in handy\emdash as when the big hairy stinky creature with an enormous schwanzstucker grabbed him.  Then, in the woods, when Big Dickfoot not kindly thru Dim over a large log then began beating him WITH that enormous schwanz, Dim came aware of the stun gun in his hand\emdash dangling in his hand by the wrist strap.\par
\tab Just as the Legend began attempting sodomy, Dim managed to wrench himself around and zap the creature\rquote s HUMUNGUS balls.  Dim wasn\rquote t really too sure he had zapped the creature\rquote s furry nuggets\emdash there was so much ratty hair there but he was realitvely certain.\par
\tab The creature had managed to get the head of his foul schlong into Dim\rquote s clenched bung hole and cram a little more.  Dim was coming apart as he was being raped.  After zapping the creature\rquote s balls he fall off to the other side of the log\emdash Big Dickfoot went apeshit.\par
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\tab Janet, once more, lay on the hard packed dirt road twitching.\par
\tab Melody squatted down whimpering with her beautiful eyes opened wide with fright and fear.  For a long minute\emdash maybe two, Dim stood against the underside of the van just breathing.  His asshole would never be the same.  And who could he tell if he wanted to?  He had been raped by a sasquatch!\par
\tab Maybe that was what set the big hairy stinky creature off in the first place\emdash he was horny!  Being a male that went without saying.  All God\rquote s creatures had needs\emdash sexual needs predominantly reigning.\par
\tab Then the rain came.\par
\tab It was cold but it was welcomed\emdash it washed the blood and gunk off of Dim\rquote s ravaged body.  Dim\rquote s senses, though, were still \ldblquote out to lunch.\rdblquote   Perhaps there was a little insight on what it was like to be forcefully raped/sodomized.\par
 \tab Just desserts?\par
\tab Janet got her senses back and as she rallied herself to attack Dim\emdash she slipped in the mud the rain had just created.  Dim grabbed her; her arms and legs went to flailing but didn\rquote t hit anything vital.  She screamed and tried bashing her head to his but he managed to grab her slinging her to the van\rquote s undercarriage.  There he pinned her arm behind her back\emdash then rolled his eyes to Melody.\par
\tab\ldblquote Come here.\rdblquote\par
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\pard\tab Melody shook her head, bawled, and shuddered as the cold rain drenched her.  Dim gave her the \ldblquote evil eye\rdblquote .  His cold stare nearly caused the young girl to stop breathing.\par
\tab\ldblquote Get your ass over here\emdash NOW!\rdblquote\par
\tab Melody moved, slipped in the mud then stood up shivering.\par
\tab Breathing hard\emdash as holding Park Ranger Janet to the van was a task in itself,\par
\tab\ldblquote Get inside,\rdblquote  he told her, \ldblquote find the handcuffs.\rdblquote\par
\tab Janet said something but the loud crack of thunder just above them drowned out the words.  Melody hesitated\emdash until that loud crack of thunder then she moved climbing up into the van.\par
\tab To keep the woman who was very nearly capable of wrenching herself from Dim\rquote s grasp\emdash Dim zapped her again.\par
\tab\ldblquote You sonofabitch!\rdblquote  she screamed as she once more twitched uncontrollably.\par
\tab\ldblquote I know.\rdblquote\par
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Doom!  Despair!  Agony on me!  Deep dark depression; excessive misery!\par
If it weren\rquote t for bad luck I\rquote d have no luck at all!\par
\tab There was no way in hell he was going to be able to put the van back on its wheels.  And with The Legend roaming the woods\emdash staying put wasn\rquote t a good idea.  When anyone (redneck or otherwise) would come traipsing down the road was unknown.  A trek back to Rockton was the thing.  But that, of course, presented some problems\emdash Dim was naked, so were his \ldblquote captives.\rdblquote   And with a smashed dysfunctional EMAD\emdash overpowering any minds was not going to happen.  He couldn\rquote t even render himself invisible!\par
\tab His mind raced\emdash he thought of just dropping his crew off, \ldblquote acquiring\rdblquote  a vehicle of some sort, and going the fuck home.  FUCK Lucy!  Maybe he\rquote d luck up and the running away bitch would encounter Big Dickfoot!\par
\tab Then there was Ranger Janet, mother Angie, Melody, Vanessa, Bonnie and her brain damaged brother, Sam to deal with.  And Dim was in no mood to deal with them.  The rain had washed off the blood and some of the stink of his encounter with The Legend, but his body was badly bruised and battered.\par
\tab The interior of the van was thrashed but Dim searched it for anything useful just the same.\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t think we should travel\emdash in the rain.\rdblquote  said Bonnie Truedance.\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t think we should hang around here\emdash while that big hairy creature is around.\rdblquote  Dim replied.  The rain had turned off the \ldblquote cold\rdblquote  and was a little more tolerable.  No one said anything to that.\par
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\pard\tab But of course, walking NAKED thru a wet forest in a slight rain storm wasn\rquote t such a neat idea, either.  Can we say pneumonia?  Thought you could.  And with that, Dim ushered everyone back inside the van via the backdoors.  There were blankets to cover up under and bodies to snuggle up against.  Dim kept vigil at the rear doors\emdash the image of Big Dickfoot sodomizing reigning supreme in his mind\emdash forever!\par
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\tab Janet Sheeshmeesh was once more\emdash handcuffed; this time, her hands were cuffed between her legs!  Her ankles were tied together AND tied to Angie\rquote s ankles.  Angie was\emdash Missing in Action.  Her mind was gone\emdash just gone.  Melody and Vanessa were tied together, back to back.  Bonnie was secured to her brother and Dim felt at ease enough to catch some sleep.  He kept one of the doors open; it was cold air coming in but with blankets he was warm enough to stave off freezing.\par
\tab There was no \ldblquote back-up\rdblquote  plan.  A trek thru the woods, or along the road, either way wasn\rquote t going to be pleasant or easy.  Sleep came easy to Dim\emdash in short bursts.  There were interruptions of crackling thunder, someone in the van moving, something outside the van moving, and his own body jolts.\par
\tab\ldblquote I have to go.\rdblquote  said a meek voice\emdash Melody.\par
\tab\ldblquote Knock yourself out.\rdblquote  Dim told her.  He shivered, yawned, farted, and tried to get comfortable.  His Boss was going to have his balls for fucking up the van.  He had to finger out a way to deal with Bonnie, Sam, Angie, Melody, Vanessa, and Janet.  Vanessa clung to herself with the visions of what had happened to her and her friends deeply entrenched into her memory.  After the vile disgusting rednecks had had their way with them (all)\emdash they were left alone for a long time.\par
\tab When the girls, minus the missing \ldblquote Shandra\rdblquote  came to their senses\emdash something terrible happened.\par
\tab\ldblquote What happened?\rdblquote  Dim asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote S-something hit the van.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What?  What hit the van?\rdblquote\par
\tab Vanessa eyes widened as the monstrous creature (of a hairy nature) pounded the sides of the van then tore open the driver\rquote s door.  The girls within shrieked and \ldblquote freaked the fuck out\rdblquote .  The creature screamed (sort of) back at the girls then began grabbing them.  Vash was pulled out first.  Vanique and Jasmine tried to keep her from going out but the monster was too powerful\emdash and determined.\par
\tab The creature (big and hairy) dragged Vash off into the woods; the girl could be heard screaming for several minutes and then her voice\emdash\ldblquote just quit.\rdblquote   Vanessa and the remaining girls huddled deep inside the van freaking out as quietly as they could.  Many minutes passed before\emdash\par
\tab BANG! The van was rocked (but not toppled).\par
\tab The massive hairy beast poked his head inside the van with his huge hairy arm reaching back for another victim.  And he grabbed Jasmine.  Blood curdling screams came from all the remaining girls, Jasmine\rquote s was the loudest.  The creature pulled her out and she went off into the woods.\par
\tab That left Vanique and Vanessa.\par
\tab How long of time space there was before the creature returned Vanessa wasn\rquote t sure.  She and Vanique huddled together wishing that the vile rednecks would come back.  What they had done was merely rape and sodomize them; what the huge hairy stinky creature was doing wasn\rquote t known\emdash but it probably wasn\rquote t good.\par
\tab The girls huddled for a long time actually going to sleep!\par
\tab Only to be rudely awakened by the creature\rquote s return.\par
\tab The van was nearly toppled\emdash but wasn\rquote t.\par
\tab\ldblquote Where\rquote s the van now?\rdblquote  Dim asked.\par
\tab Vanessa, of course, had no idea.\par
\tab\ldblquote How far have you gone from the van?\rdblquote\par
\tab Again\emdash she wasn\rquote t sure.\par
\tab The creature yanked Vanique out and she went silent almost immediately.\par
\tab After a few minutes and there was dead silence\emdash emphasis on \ldblquote dead\rdblquote , Vanessa made a decision not to be next on the creature\rquote s menu.  No way\emdash no how.  It was dark out, there were the remains of a campsite, tents thrashed everywhere and the stench of \ldblquote something dead\rdblquote  hung ripe in the air sickening Vanessa who vomited relentlessly as she stumbled thru the woods.\par
\tab Dim had to find that van.\par
\tab Getting the frightened Vanessa to retrace her steps wasn\rquote t easy; she had come out onto the road from the woods; there was a huge boulder she had hid behind him.  Three huge pine trees lay crisscross wise, there was a creek where she washed off some and got water to drink.  From there she just wasn\rquote t sure\emdash it was dark and she was frightened out of her wits.\par
\tab There was no way for Dim to lift his van right.  Besides, the battery was dead.\par
\tab Come the new morn and a new plan.\par
\tab The rain had stopped, the roar of the nearby creek was loud, the air was chilled but tolerable\emdash unless, of course, your naked.  Traipsing about the mountains NAKED wasn\rquote t cool.  \lquote next time, PACK EXTRA CLOTHES!\rquote  Dim made a mental note.  During his ruckus with The Legend he had lost his shoes and clothes\emdash and voraciously was raped.\par
\tab Fitting justice perhaps.\par
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\pard\tab Dim kept brother and sister Sam and Bonnie tied together, her hands tied behind to her brother\rquote s hands before him.  Janet was tied similarly to mindless Angie.  Vanessa and Melody were unsecured but too frightened to run.  Vanessa and Melody held Dim\rquote s hands.  Blankets were the only thing they wore to help them from the bitter cold and wet.  A pack of \ldblquote goodies\rdblquote  was slung under Dim\rquote s blanket.\par
\tab Thirty minutes into their trek and there was the huge boulder Vanessa remembered.  Then the crisscrossed trees, the creek, strewn body parts, another creek, a huge pines and crisscrossed boulders\emdash BODY PARTS!?\par
\tab The group halted.\par
\tab The sun was rising\emdash it was a new day and it was starting out to be not such a good one.  The rain thru the night had did little to quell the stench of the strewn parts of bodies.  There were lots of them, too.\par
\tab There, too, was the rednecks\rquote  van.\par
\tab It was upright\emdash a little beat up but it was on all four wheels.\par
\tab A strange feelings unshakable lay on the land\emdash in the air.  A misty fog added to the spooky ambience.  No birds, no squirrels, nothing.  Thick woods surrounded the open space of about a hundred yards or so.  A few huge boulders placed here and there\emdash and one over there.  An overflowing creek there; a small meadow, a menacing creature over there.\par
\tab Dim approached the van; his thoughts racing\emdash none of them good.  Saddled with \ldblquote extras\rdblquote  and a smashed mind controlling device wasn\rquote t good.  He didn\rquote t like the idea of leaving his van toppled on the road where it was and noting the redneck\rquote s van had a wench\'85\par
\tab A MENACING CREATURE OVER THERE!\par
\tab No one moved.  The creature, big and hairy, stood at the edge of the open space kind of slumped over a bit swaying side to side.  Huffs of air could be seen billowing from his huge rubbery nostrils.\par
\tab Dim\rquote s asshole clenched.\par
\tab\ldblquote Get in the van.\rdblquote  Dim said in a low voice.\par
\tab Bound up as they were, traversing UP into the 4-wheel drive van wasn\rquote t an easy task, Dim had to help them\emdash and though he touched bare ass skin his sexual want and perverted desires were nil.  Fear had a way of interfering with needs.\par
\tab With his eyes near constantly on the sodomizing sasquatch, Dim got his crew inside the van then himself.  The keys were still in the ignition\emdash no one wanted to steal a redneck\rquote s crappy van.  It was of a dull red color\emdash several dull red colors; caked with mud, one gray door, cracked windows, boxy, locked rear doors, big mud swampers (tires), and sasquatch dents all over it.\par
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\pard\tab The van started with a whir and rattle; The Legend seemed to be \ldblquote in the zone\rdblquote  and didn\rquote t pay attention.  Good!  Dim backed up (over some bodies and whatever) and navigated out of the area\emdash slowly.  \par
 \tab The road was a mere trail; the trees were thick, there was the creek to get across, and then the road split going off into three directions.  Dim had no idea which way to go.  He was cold, he was lost, hungry, in deep shit, a cargo van full of peoples he had to get rid of, days late checking in with work and home, his social group\emdash to keep up appearances and possible alibis, and a not-so-working-well mind altering device.\par
\tab He sighed, shivered, and turned the wheel Right when--\par
\tab Something bashed the back doors.\par
\tab Everyone screamed\emdash including Dmitri.\par
\tab Big Dickfoot could be seen in the side mirrors; he tried lifting the van but Dim floored the gas pedal and hauled ass down the questionable dirt road.  The recent rain didn\rquote t help smooth the road\emdash it made it worse!  Something under the van broke, something metal.  It clanked and fell off.  Dim didn\rquote t care and kept his foot to the floor taking a couple of corners without care smacking the van into trees and boulders.  The van fishtailed badly sending the van off the road and into the woods where it stalled.\par
\tab Bonnie, Vanessa, Melody, and Janet were screaming their heads off.\par
\tab Dim was in no mood for them and yelled back for them to \ldblquote SHUT UP!\rdblquote\par
\tab Trying to keep his panic down he quickly tried restarting the van and keeping vigil of where the woodsy creature was.  The van finally started but was\emdash of course\emdash stuck.  Dim sat still in the seat fuming.\par
\tab He was losing it.  His thoughts tumbled and for some time he just went blank.  No thoughts, no plans, nothing.  He shook with fear, pissedoffedness, and cold.  At length he sighed and \ldblquote got a grip\rdblquote  on himself.  How much time had passed he didn\rquote t know\emdash didn\rquote t care.  There was work to do.\par
\tab Locking eyes with Bonnie, \ldblquote I could use your help.\rdblquote  He locked eyes with Janet, too\emdash but didn\rquote t trust her.  After freeing Bonnie he put her in the driver\rquote s seat schooling her on how to \ldblquote just touch\rdblquote  the accelerator while he jostled the back end of the redneck van trying to unstuck the spinning wheel there.\par
\tab In the process he got thoroughly soaked and splattered with mud.\par
\tab Perfect.\par
\tab And the van remained stuck.\par
\tab A handy and dandy stout tree limb helped dislodge the wheel\emdash and in THAT process smacked Dim in the side sending him sprawling onto the wet ground with possible broken ribs.\par
\tab Bonnie bounded out of the van \ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote  she said, \ldblquote Are you alright?\rdblquote\par
\tab Dim shook his head, \ldblquote No.\rdblquote\par
\tab She helped him sit up; he winced at his side and couldn\rquote t take a deep breath.\par
\tab He was naked.\par
\tab She was naked.\par
\tab She was not overly aware of his nasty business although was curious as to why everyone had to be tied up\emdash and handcuffed.  Regardless, she helped Dmitri to the van and inside.\par
\tab\ldblquote Can you drive?\rdblquote  she asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote I-I don\rquote t think so.\rdblquote  Dim told her.  So Bonnie took the wheel.\par
\tab\ldblquote Where we going?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote d like to get back to my van.\rdblquote  Dim told her.  \ldblquote I just don\rquote t know exactly where it is.\rdblquote\par
\tab Day was coming on, there were lingering clouds but none threatening.  The air was cold\emdash damn cold.  Bonnie drove the van down the narrow road\emdash chuck holes deep enough to bury the vehicle, jutting boulders, and trees made the drive impassable.\par
\tab Dim\rquote s side seriously was in peril.\par
\tab Bonnie backed up\emdash it wasn\rquote t easy as the road was just treacherous and the aforementioned hazards difficult to make good travel\emdash backwards.  There was no turning around\emdash the road too narrow for that.\par
\tab It was a long five miles back to where there were the other two roads.\par
\tab The Right road was taken and ten miles later\emdash the non-company company van was sighted.  Still on its side and all kinds of beat up.  Dim sighed\emdash painfully.  He sat in the redneck van a long while\emdash unable to move let alone breathe.\par
\tab\ldblquote What do you want me to do?\rdblquote  the naked Bonnie asked. She had a blanket about her but still\emdash naked.\par
\tab Dim\rquote s mind was fogged and wracked with the ravages that had beset him.\par
\tab Raped by a sasquatch!  Wow\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote d like to try and tip the van back over.\rdblquote  Dim said.\par
\tab But there, too, was the issue of the dead battery and would the toppled over van even start afterwards.  It was a shambles, side mirrors broken, back doors bashed in, side door fucked up.  But he couldn\rquote t return to work in a redneck\rquote s van and not the assigned to him company van (that wasn\rquote t a company van).\par
\tab One, they had to move the redneck van around the other side of Dim\rquote s van.\par
\tab Two, use the redneck van\rquote s wench to pull Dim\rquote s van onto its feet.\par
\tab Three, take the battery out of the redneck van and install it into Dim\rquote s van.\par
\tab If the van started\emdash good.  If not\emdash reverse the process and fuck it.\par
\tab A lot of work\emdash and in the cold air AND being naked made it all the more difficult.  Dim was in no mood (or condition) to do anything.  He was shivering uncontrollably and had difficulty keeping his eyes open.  This little episode hadn\rquote t turned out well at all.\par
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\tab Getting Quincey B\rquote longpipe\rquote s van around Dmitri\rquote s van THEN turned around so as the wench in the front of the redneck\rquote s van was in the right position\emdash was a chore.  Bonnie managed it while Dim sat in the passenger seat trying to get warm\emdash a case of pneumonia was more than likely his ailment.  The heater of the van worked and it was cranked to the max.\par
\tab Bonnie hooked the wench hook to the fucked up toppled van and brought it back to its wheels.  Dim sighed\emdash but there was still lots to do.  But the air was cold and Bonnie was doing everything\emdash naked.  She climbed back into Quincey\rquote s van to get warm.  Dim felt ill, was in pain, and freezing.  He was sure to have a fever.\par
\tab Half an hour later and Dim was out of the van helping dislodge the redneck van\rquote s battery.  It wasn\rquote t an easy task and both Dim and Bonnie banged their hands and knuckles removing both batteries.\par
\tab And as presumed\emdash Dim\rquote s van wouldn\rquote t start.\par
\tab Not right off.\par
\tab He sat almost broken.  He felt like crying!  He was cold, hurt, hungry, and sick getting sicker.  This little episode hadn\rquote t worked out well at all.  At all!  Still, though, an adventure was an adventure.  They can\rquote t all turn out prime.  He chalked it up to \ldblquote just desserts.\rdblquote\par
\tab The interior of his van was thrashed and then some.  Shit was everywhere.  He searched for his busted EMAD\emdash and found Ranger Sheeshmeesh\rquote s .45 automatic.  That was a good thing.  There were some articles of clothing\emdash enough for Bonnie and Vanessa\emdash pants and shoes and shirts.  No undies.  Bonnie came into the van with Vanessa to get dressed\emdash and Dim zapped them both with the EMAD.\par
\tab It was his thing\emdash you didn\rquote t think he was going to change did you?\par
\tab The EMAD had limited\emdash limited abilities.  Mind control still seemed possible but to a limited degree.  All there was was numbing the mind; the Subject was not able to \ldblquote undress\rdblquote , \ldblquote open legs\rdblquote , \ldblquote suck\rdblquote , or accept \ldblquote a new way of life.\rdblquote   No matter, Dim opened Bonnie\rquote s legs and entered her.  She had been a damn good helper and Dim deeply appreciated that.  And her concern for his welfare was touching, too.  He gave her a gentle fuck, sucked on her delicious melon sized titties and delivered unto her a righteous amount of his love (in gooey liquid form).\par
\tab His actions, of course, weren\rquote t without pain.  His ribs were not maybe broken but surely cracked.  Breathing was a problem, thinking was a problem, fucking was a problem.  \par
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\pard  \tab But breathing, thinking, and fucking were a done deal.  Steam arose from their bodies, he had started with a blanket over them as he did the deed\emdash with Vanessa \ldblquote laying in wait\rdblquote  beside them.  Mid way thru the sex and Dim was tossing the blanket off.\par
\tab He was semi back to his old self.\par
\tab He cleaned Bonnie\rquote s cunt off then dressed her.  The mind controlling device had no effect on inserting notions or implanting new thoughts OR erasing that what had happened to her.  Vanessa would have loved to have had her mind wiped\emdash the scene of her friends being yanked out of the van by The Legend would remain forever lodged in her memory.  Years of therapy would do little to erase Vash and Vanique\rquote s screams as they were hauled out of the van.  Vanessa had not seen what had happened to them\emdash but she had a good guess.  And the gruesome scene she and the others had come on on their way to the redneck van only further implanted into her the horrible fate of her friends.  It had been a wretched night.\par
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\tab At length, though, Dim\rquote s van started.  He had to cuss it, beat it, threaten to crush it at a wrecking yard, then flood it and let it set fuming with gasoline fumes before it finally sputtered to life.  He sat in the seat relieved.  His hair was caked in mud, his toes\emdash there was mud betwixt his toes, in his ass crack, but Bonnie had helped wipe the mud off of the rest of him (earlier in the woods); his ribs hurt badly, he couldn\rquote t shake shivering, and his asshole hurt, too.  But the non-company company van was running!\par
\tab Bonnie and Vanessa were already settled in the van; Dim had taken thirty minutes before sliding his cock into Vanessa\rquote s pussy.  There was no \ldblquote lust\rdblquote  involved this go round; no passion.  It was conquest.  Get it in\emdash get it out\emdash get off.  And he found that AFTERWARDS there was a small window of opportunity to \ldblquote fix\rdblquote  the Subject\rquote s mind.  Dim had to whisper his desires into the EMAD and the EMAD had to be right at the head of the Subject for the \ldblquote message\rdblquote  to take.\par
\tab And no complicated life changing message, either\emdash just \ldblquote you like sex with me.\rdblquote   That was about all he could manage and all that the Subject could accept.  He then went to fetch the others.  Melody was next.  When he got her to his van\emdash the same went for her as had it been for Bonnie and Vanessa.  Plus spanking.  His right side was in great misery so his antics had to be seriously curbed.  The girl had crapped herself\emdash all had pissed themselves.  While traipsing across the woods to the redneck\rquote s camp and did Angie crap herself.  Pretty gross to see a grown woman just soil herself.  It only showed and proved that her mind was gone-gone-gone.\par
\tab Then, while just inside the thrashed van (inside and out) Dim assaulted the girl\rquote s asshole.  He really wasn\rquote t up to the task\emdash only his cock.  His balls ached, his side, his asshole, then the rest of his body.  It was conquest\emdash pure and simple.\par
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\pard\tab Dim knew he would have trouble with Janet.  Surprisingly, though, he was wrong.  She wasn\rquote t broken, just tired, cold, hungry, maybe a little broken.  He creature, too, may have had an impact on her.  Dim uncuffed her and led her nakedly back to his van whereupon he inserted the notion that she wanted\emdash she desired to get fucked and fucked hard by him.\par
\tab He wasn\rquote t in the mood for much to do to the park ranger\emdash but he did sink his throbbing smoldering aching pud into her.  No cum but that was important.  Just getting into the woman and fucking her for a few minutes was enough.\par
\tab He did Angie inside the redneck van, spanked her, doinked her up the ass\emdash and regretted it \lquote cause the woman\rquote s turd chute was still kinda staining.  After wiping his dirty schlong on the woman\rquote s thigh\emdash then shoving it into her cunt to further \ldblquote clean\rdblquote  it.  The woman didn\rquote t even moan.\par
\tab Bonnie\rquote s brother, Sam, did, though.  He seriously needed medical attention.\par
\tab But first!\par
\tab By the time he was plowing up Sam Truedance\rquote s ass\emdash Dim was about shagged out.  His cock was seriously not up to the task\emdash but he managed just the same then loaded the boy into his van.  It was another conquest\emdash pure and simple.  He toyed with the boy\rquote s cock and once more denied being \ldblquote gay.\rdblquote   He still wanted sex with Stephan!\par
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Rockton\par
\tab There weren\rquote t any \ldblquote lawns\rdblquote  in Rockton but there were some lawn mowers just the same.  A rusting hulk of a steam locomotive\rquote s boiler, too.  A rusting train car and a caboose were also a part of the scenery that Rockton kids played on.  A few cabins could be seen, others were tucked back further into the woods.  Propane tanks were scattered about providing gas for the residents.  Power came by way electrical lines and there were also telephone service.\par
\tab A couple of backyards had washing out on the line for to air dry.\par
\tab Dim\rquote s wallet was gone\emdash along with his clothes.  He could go merrily back to the scene of the crime\emdash where he got sodomized and retrieve his wallet but Dim declined that inclination.\par
\tab Although\emdash if anyone should investigate the missing peoples and come upon that scene and find his wallet\'85\par
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\tab A little girl caught his eye\emdash checked red dress, braided brown hair, flat chested, flat face, about 7 years young or so.  She was playing with a rag doll in an open backyard.  The recent rains had made a mud puddles everywhere and the little girl was happily splashing in them.  There WAS a bit of grassy lawn attempt but it was sporadic and not taking hold well.\par
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\pard\tab Some jeans, socks, flannel shirts.\par
\tab Perfect.\par
\tab $150 was in his wallet.\par
\tab Driver\rquote s license, cards, pictures, discount cards.\par
\tab There were good ideas\emdash and there were bad ideas.\par
\tab Guess which one Dim chose?\par
\tab After grabbing some clothes\emdash no boots, though, Dim made an unsound return trip to where he had been raped by The Legend.  It was broad daylight but the skies were not clear.  As he made the turn onto that fateful road the air suddenly was still\emdash and lifeless.\par
\tab The redneck\rquote s van was still in place.\par
\tab Dim carefully negotiated his van to where it pointed down the road from whence he came\emdash in case of a quick need of a haul ass.  Then, for a long while, he sat with the engine idling.  Nothing stirred in the woods.  That meant that something still ominous remained.  The strewn dead bodies could attribute to that.\par
\tab The recovery of his wallet was important.\par
\tab The money he didn\rquote t care about but it was the process of going thru and getting his ID, cards of this and that that was the rub.  A big pain in the ass.  speaking of pain\emdash\par
\tab His side seriously hurt\emdash and regardless, he had easily mind trapped the little girl, Amy, getting her to come into the van where he found she was without panties!  Cool!  The dress slipped off of her easily enough and after hugging, rubbing her butt, kissing her passionately he laid her out on the crowded floor of his van and did the despicable.\par
\tab The others sat quietly watching.  Their minds were tapped and still amazingly effected by the dysfunctional in-serious-need-of-repair EMAD.  Dim managed the head of his cock and a bit of shaft discovering that the little girl was NOT a virgin as she should be.  What a shame!  Without much effort he managed to fully insert his cock and \ldblquote get after it.\rdblquote\par
\tab With the EMAD not so well working the Q&A function was disabled.\par
\tab After thoroughly fucking the girl he gouged her asshole while she sucked on Sam\rquote s cock.  The boy giggled and enjoyed the blow; Dim enjoyed the show!  Her pussy may not have been virginal but her asshole was.  Dim poked and prodded the funky hole but gave up after a short time.  His cracked and or broken ribs really put the kibosh on his illicit pursuit.\par
\tab With her dress back on and her dolly in hand, Dim sent her back on her way to play in the mud puddles.  Dim then went on his way\emdash he wanted to fuck Sam\rquote s sister, Bonnie while watching her suck her brother but he wasn\rquote t in that much of a mood and was in pain.  Kibosh!\par
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\pard\tab The woods were quiet\emdash and wet.\par
\tab The stench of death was still prominent.\par
\tab A lone bird somewhere beyond the small meadow cooed.\par
\tab Nothing else stirred.\par
\tab Dim didn\rquote t like leaving the van\emdash again.  He would never be the same again\emdash especially his asshole!  Sure he wanted to get fucked in the ass\emdash but by Stephan Calbirurch!  (previous chapter)  He moved on thru the brush getting snagged by limbs and jumping every time.\par
\tab Then, across the meadow he saw something lumbering.\par
\tab His asshole clenched and a lump formed in his stomach and throat.\par
\tab The lumbering \ldblquote something\rdblquote  suddenly stood up then plopped back down.\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t Big Dickfoot but a lone bear.\par
\tab Still, though, that wasn\rquote t good, either.\par
\tab A few steps later and there was the log.\par
\tab Dim just froze.\par
\tab There were some body parts and skeleton parts about the area.\par
\tab And his boots!\par
\tab And his pants!\par
\tab His wallet intake, Dim shucked the stolen ill-fitting pants and put them on quick.  The bear was in the middle of meadow searching for food.  Dim didn\rquote t want to be on the bear\rquote s menu so he grabbed his boots and hauled off back to the van.\par
\tab Emerging from the woods into Rockton and there were more rednecks gathered with big black SUVs in their midst, too.  Government!  Dim slid off to one side and parked.  If he just drove on by them they might stop him\emdash ask him where he had been and had he seen anything.  And being a \ldblquote van\rdblquote  with fucked up doors and sidings they might get all kinds of suspicious.\par
\tab Sam, Bonnie, Angie, Melody, Janet, and Vanessa were still with him.\par
\tab He waited\emdash and waited\emdash and then waited some more.  Finally, some big ass four-wheel drive pick-ups took off into the woods followed by two of the four big black SUVs.  The crowd had thinned and Dim took a chance of \ldblquote moseying\rdblquote  along.\par
\tab A mile down the main dirt road and who should emerge from the woods?\par
\tab LUCY!\par
\tab She was naked, walked with a limp, walked with a limb not quite right, leaves and debris in her used-to-be silky dark hair, and bleeding here and there.  She didn\rquote t seem to recognize Dim, like Angie Scooboot\emdash mindless.  Dim cleaned her, tweaked her nipples HARD, spanked her, fingered HARD her pussy, then fucked her for good measure.\par
\tab She didn\rquote t care\emdash he didn\rquote t compare to being raped by Big Dickfoot.\par
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\tab With the waning days of Summer and no intention of pursuing a college career, Seth \ldblquote The Strangler!\rdblquote  Strangle needed a job.  He landed a job as a courier; after a short stint as a warehouse worker, delivering newspapers (to newsstands), and other assorted penny ass going no where jobs.)  \par
\tab Of course he could have made life easier for himself\emdash with the use of the mind altering device in his possession he could have very well enjoyed funding a nice lifestyle but chose not to go that path.\par
\tab As a courier, Seth ran \ldblquote errands\rdblquote  for some large corporate executives.  It was a social job that got Seth into exclusive areas of town.  He made mental notes about those ventures\emdash for his Mom\rquote s psychic business and for his own personal venues.  \par
\tab Cutting to the chase, on one occasion he just happened to be at the right place and at the right time.  After making a courier run, Seth \ldblquote The Strangler!\rdblquote  Strangle took time out at a favorite Italian restaurant downtown.  It was late at night and he was tired and ready to go home\emdash but a plate of Luigi\rquote s spaghetti w/heaping chili and cheese w/onions, garlic, and fresh tomatoes was just the thing.\par
\tab While in the restroom making room for a second helping,\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote ll take him just after he has his wine.\rdblquote  said a man at the wash basin counter.\par
\tab\ldblquote Dean-o\rquote s vino \lquote ill do \lquote im finito!\rdblquote  mouthed off a lacky.\par
\tab\ldblquote Shut up!\rdblquote  sarcastically said the taller man in the 1930s dark fedora.\par
\tab The man washed his hands, one of the two farted, then left the room.\par
\tab Seth was pretty sure the two men weren\rquote t referring to taking their Boss out for some \ldblquote take-out\rdblquote  fare.  After completing his business, Seth made his way out of  the bathroom, snagged an apron from off a hook by the doors leading into the kitchen, then, grabbed a tray putting some chewy bread sticks on the tray.  He then made way to the only diners dinning\emdash a big man and the two men from the bathroom.\par
\tab Dean \ldblquote Dean-o\rdblquote  Huggenkill was the big man; he wasn\rquote t too tall, didn\rquote t have a lot of hair, smoked BIG cigars, and was 100% pure Italian.  A businessman he was in the Import/Export business.  He ran a couple of businesses and was known for his \ldblquote charity.\rdblquote\par
\tab A note was added to the breadstick delivery,\par
\tab\ldblquote Your life\rquote s in danger!  The men beside you want to \ldblquote take you out!\rdblquote\rdblquote\par
\tab Seth then grabbed some breadsticks of his own and plopped into a booth across the way.  Fat Dean checked Seth, Seth nodded.  Dean nodded.  The two men yapped about their wives, ate their dinner, and none the wiser of pending doom.\par
\tab Fat (and bald) Dean swished his wine, wrinkled his nose, leaned back in the booth\emdash then two shots rang out (silenced shots but Seth heard them.)  Bobby Candishambono and Carlos Vendblowme fell with a thud into their linguine.  Fat Dean had blew away two of his lackies from two guns under his jacket\emdash crisscrossing his arms to do so.  Just then the doors of the restaurant flew open and a small herd of men rushed in,\par
\tab\ldblquote BOSS!\rdblquote  shouted one of the flunkies, \ldblquote Bobby and Carlos are gonna kill you!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I know.\rdblquote  said Dean-o.  He wiped his mouth and looked a little angry, then sarcastic.  Then he shoved \ldblquote Bobby\rdblquote  and \ldblquote Carlos\rdblquote  out of the booth.  He nodded to Seth who nodded back.  He had made a friend\emdash a shady underworld friend but a friend is a friend!\par
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\tab In the days that came later and Seth once more \ldblquote helped\rdblquote  Dean-o Huggenkill.  It came about as Seth was swept up into Fat Dean\rquote s enterprise; being a courier already, Seth \ldblquote couried\rdblquote  packages to various places around town.  One day while waiting for a package to courie a problem with an employee was overheard.  Fat Dean had taken Seth into his confidence so it was not a problem for the young man to be present during employee troubles.\par
\tab Seems that some significant amount of company money was \ldblquote missing\rdblquote  and it had been narrowed down to Vincent \ldblquote The Cod\rdblquote  Soupklitz as the employee with sticky fingers.  And Fat Dean wasn\rquote t too happy about it.  Two new flunkies were beating Vinny to a bloody pulp but he wasn\rquote t giving in.\par
\tab Vinny was tied securely to a wooden chair\emdash once he managed to wiggle his feet out and \ldblquote sweep\rdblquote  the one man who was beating him to the floor.  It was a valid effort but failed and Vinny The Cod was beaten ridiculously until he was unconscious.\par
\tab\ldblquote There\rquote s another way,\rdblquote  Seth said to Dean-o, \ldblquote one that would be more productive.\rdblquote\par
\tab Fat Dean looked to Seth, \ldblquote Yeah?\rdblquote\par
\tab The \ldblquote interrogation\rdblquote  room was in a private room, little furniture, no windows.  The room was divided having a large 2-way mirror whereas the second room was smaller while \ldblquote conversations\rdblquote  took place as in confessions much like in a police interrogation room.\par
\tab\ldblquote He got a family?\rdblquote\par
\tab Yeah, Vinny The Cod had a family\emdash a wife and two girls.\par
\tab Seth smiled, \ldblquote Bring them in.\rdblquote  he gleamed, \ldblquote He\rquote ll talk.\rdblquote\par
\tab Dean-o nodded and smiled, too.\par
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\pard\tab Wanda Soupklitz was a nice look dame; tall, auburn hair nicely styled and she looked like she had just stepped out of the 1950s or 60s!  Trim body, her poise, posture, voice\emdash the whole schemer.  An active woman; active in her church, kids\rquote  school, community functions, homemaker.\par
\tab Sitting in the secondary room with the big \ldblquote window\rdblquote  she couldn\rquote t see out of she was genuinely frightened.  And rightfully so; beside her were her two children, Francine and Jennifer\emdash thirteen and ten respectively.\par
\tab In the outer room, Vincent could only see his wife\emdash for now.\par
\tab He was not amused in the least when the light in the inner room revealed the love of his life.  \ldblquote NOOO!\rdblquote  he screamed.  He was in panic mode.\par
\tab\ldblquote Just tell me where the money is\emdash and this ends now.\rdblquote  said Dean-o.\par
\tab Vincent couldn\rquote t breath\emdash his neck muscles tightened and he still refused to give up the location of the one thousand grand he \ldblquote allegedly\rdblquote  acquired from the company.  He was one of Dean-o\rquote s accountants.  (\ldblquote You cant trust a fart and cant trust an accountant!\rdblquote  \par
\tab\ldblquote Suit yourself!\rdblquote  Dean-o said.  then, to Seth, \ldblquote Your show.\rdblquote\par
\tab Seth slipped away in the semi darkness only to reappear in the inner room.\par
\tab There was little light in the inner room but enough.  Franny and Jennifer were just off to one sight, out of sight (for the time being.)  Wanda was dressed in a short dress that hugged her ass; a white dress to mid thigh, 1960s style with large purple flowers all over them.  She was stood up from the chair, two company flunkies were inside with Seth, two others were outside with Fat Dean.\par
\tab Seth stepped up behind Wanda and groped her.\par
\tab Vincent nearly came out of his chair shouting \ldblquote You sonofabitch!\rdblquote\par
\tab The \ldblquote audio\rdblquote  was on low but Seth heard.  Seth didn\rquote t care\emdash or stop.\par
\tab Franny and Jennifer began to sob but their young mouths were gagged.\par
\tab Wanda\rquote s hands were tied behind her\emdash and no EMAD was in use!\par
\tab More groping\emdash lots more.  Seth\rquote s expert hands fondled Wanda\rquote s thirty-something titties that were of the cantaloupe size.  Nice and round, firm, fuckable.  The woman was delirious and freaking out\emdash much more so when Seth whispered in her ear \ldblquote Settle down or something of the same can happen to your girls!\rdblquote\par
\tab Wanda freaked\emdash but in a sobbing \ldblquote I cant believe this\rdblquote  way.\par
\tab Her husband was out of his mind screaming obscenities to the point whereupon one of the flunkies began pummeling the already beaten to a pulp man.\par
\tab\ldblquote Let him alone,\rdblquote  said Dean-o, \ldblquote I want him to see what\rquote s gonna happen to his family.\rdblquote  He snickered and sat back in a large comfy chair.  He liked Seth\rquote s tactics.\par
\tab Vincent The Cod Soupklitz?  Not so much.\par
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\pard\tab After much groping\emdash fondling!\par
\tab Fondling led to fingering.\par
\tab Fingering led to\emdash\par
\tab --Wanda Jane Leapoffitz-Soupklitz freaking the fuck out!\par
\tab Seth\rquote s fingers went UP her short near body hugging dress delving into her womanhood.  Her panties were pushed down from the rear to her knees.  Vinny hung his head shaking it sadly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Please don\rquote t do this!\rdblquote  he begged.\par
\tab Dean-o said nothing but sat with his hands folded resting on his large belly.\par
\tab Seth had no intention of \ldblquote stopping\rdblquote  and pulled Wanda\rquote s dress up revealing her lovely-lovely neatly trimmed bush.  Her two girls\rquote  eyes bugged out of their heads as they saw their mother being molested.  More eye bugging would soon follow.\par
\tab Fat Dean\rquote s flunkies flanking Vinny held him firmly to the chair as he freaked out watching his wife being molested.  Still though, he refused to give up the necessary information to save his wife from years of therapy.  Seth had the woman\rquote s panties down, her dress up; then, dress off and panties off\emdash followed by the bra and she was nude.\par
\tab Vinny nearly stopped breathing.  He sat with his mouth agape, bleeding, eyes puffy, mind slowly going.  Seth, standing behind the woman fingered her trimmed pussy, fingered it\emdash fingered it\emdash fingered it before turning the hapless woman around, bending her over and spanking her.  A flunky in the room with Seth held the woman firmly (while another held the girls firmly with their hands tied behind them, too).\par
\tab A small stick, like a baseball stick but small with a tapered one end and blunt flat opposite end was used to sodomize the woman.  More spanking followed with Seth at length turning the woman sideways AND ON HER KNEES.  Then, for extreme amusement and to see just how far Vincent The Cod Soupklitz would tolerate his wife being abused\emdash Seth hauled out his more than average cock and made the woman suck him.\par
\tab When Vincent The Cod Soupklitz just about came out of his chair (and skin) the two flunkies pummeled him, socked him in the stomach, and held him firm.  Dean-o sat in his big comfy chair giggling whispering \lquote go boy, go!\rquote\par
\tab And Seth did.\par
\tab Holding the woman\rquote s hair he humped her mouth and then her head.\par
\tab A handy and dandy table suitable for examining dead bodies at a morgue was in the small inner room and Wanda was positioned on it; firstly, though, more spanking followed by Seth stripping off his clothes.  He then \ldblquote spanked\rdblquote  Wanda with his cock before putting her onto the stainless steel \ldblquote stained\rdblquote  table.\par
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\pard\tab Vincent, although freaking the fuck out, was still in no way going to give up any needful information about the whereabouts of the missing loot.  He was holding out regardless of his wife\rquote s dilemma\emdash maybe hoping that the hundred grand would make up for her sexual assault.  Maybe.\par
\tab Seth used some rope to hold the woman\rquote s legs back at the knees.  This angled her ass area just so\emdash just so as her hubby in the outer room could see the rape that came to follow.  The two girls\emdash unseen by their daddy still, were inconsolable\emdash crying and wiggling so.\par
\tab Seth raped the woman\emdash doing so slowly.  After he got his nut, he got off the woman and the table and stepped out of view.  Flunky Gerred Bowlinskey came into view, a tall chap who constantly sucked on a toothpick.  He was naked and had an average sized schlong of which went nicely into Wanda\rquote s fresh fucked cunt.\par
\tab Vinny shook his head, begged and pleaded\emdash\par
\tab GB mounted and fucked his wife\emdash followed by Flunky Number Two, Jose Boneswellez.  Vinny hung his head and sobbed but had his head jerked up to watch the raping of his wife.\par
\tab Vinny still refused to fork over the location of the dough.\par
\tab How unfortunate.\par
\tab Wanda was moved off the table and just out of sight to the right.\par
\tab Then, the naked sweating demented Seth The Strangler! Strangle brought thirteen year old Francine Marie into view.\par
\tab Vinny went ballistic and sputtered a slew of words that were not of any known language.\par
\tab\ldblquote LOCKER 5701!\rdblquote  Vinny shouted, \ldblquote TRAIN STATION!\rdblquote\par
\tab Fat Dean-o nodded his head, smiled; he was amused by Seth\rquote s tactics.\par
\tab Looking to the flunky on his right, \ldblquote Go.\rdblquote  The flunky fled quickly.\par
\tab Francine Soupklitz wore a body hugging dress, mid-thigh, low-cut \ldblquote V\rdblquote  neck, basic white with a bold flowery print style all over.  The dress was pulled up and over the girl\rquote s head and down to her bound hands.  Her pinkish bra was removed and down came her bikini style lavender tinted panties.\par
\tab Her daddy in the outer room was freaking out blabbering in that unknown language.  Fat Dean-o backhanded smacked his accountant, \ldblquote Settle down, thief, enjoy the show!\rdblquote  he chuckled and became more amused with the underling\rquote s actions.\par
\tab Francine was turned about, her panties down at her ankles, the dress finally ripped off her body.  Then she was bent over and Seth Strangle began caressing her ass sending her daddy into crazed orbit.\par
\tab\ldblquote LEAVE HER ALONE YOU SONOFAFUCKING BITCH!\rdblquote  followed by, \ldblquote I\rquote LL FUCKING GOING TO KILL YOU!\rdblquote\par
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\pard\tab Seth spanked the girl\rquote s ass, squeezed her cheeks, then bent her over revealing her nice pert crack and hole\emdash of which Seth immediately began to finger.  Vinny Soupklitz was no longer human.\par
\tab Seth went on to sodomize the girl while she sucked on the cock of Gerred.  The other flunky, Jose Bonesellez, was just out of sight holding little Jennifer to him.  Jose was naked, his manly manhood up against the back of the little girl\rquote s head\emdash her dress was off, too; she had had on a sun dress; red, armless, short-short, with ruffles.  Her panties were still on\emdash and soaked with frightened piss!\par
\tab Vinny hung his head; Fat Tony rubbed himself!\par
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And then this happened\'85\par
\tab Ninety percent of the one hundred grand had been recovered.  Fat Dean was not pleased but not too upset.  He understood the power of money.  So, to recoup his missing money he \ldblquote helped himself\rdblquote  to his former accountant\rquote s wife\emdash while the former accountant watched.  Seth, GB, and JB had already had their turns; Fat Dean took his turn followed by the other flunkies, Tony \ldblquote Boner\rdblquote  Spazkills and Kirk Cozwatt\emdash doing so while Franny and Jennifer watched.\par
\tab Wanda Soupklitz was mindless by this point.\par
\tab Once Fat Dean had his way with Wanda\emdash he sized up thirteen year old Franny.  Vincent The Cod ranted and raved\emdash then dislocated his shoulder by wrenching so.  He fell to the floor to wriggle and sob\emdash Fat Dean and his flunkies carried on with laughter and jeers.\par
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A rotten way to go\par
\tab Wanda twitched; it could be seen in her blue-blue eyes there was nothing behind them.  She stared mindlessly up to the stucco ceiling\emdash mindless.  She was a lovely lady\emdash\lquote specially naked!  Fat Dean had made love to her once\emdash twice\emdash and was on his third time when the pudgy man with a stout 7-inch cock began to sputter with his face turning red; eyes bulging, choking.\par
\tab Around his throat a white piece of rope commonly referred to as \ldblquote sash-cord\rdblquote  commonly found in old style double hung windows.  The man experienced possibly the greatest orgasm of his life\emdash as his life sputtered and came to an end.  \par
\tab Seth calmly rolled the large rotund man off the mindlessly woman\emdash a huge strand of manly cum squirting from his cock as he plopped to the floor.  Hardly did the flunkies take note\emdash they were busy with Franny and Jennifer!\par
\tab When Flunky Gerred Bowlinskey sat up on his knees curiously seeing his Boss laying on the floor and sensing something may be amiss\emdash he was met with that stick Seth had used to sodomize and spank Wanda.\par
\tab\ldblquote What the\emdash ?\rdblquote  said Boner getting up from sodomizing Franny on all fours.\par
\tab Seth smacked him upside the head then cracked the \ldblquote bat\rdblquote  to the arising Jose Boneswellez atop his head before shoving him to Kirk Cozwatt.  When Kirk scrambled up from having sex with little Jennifer Soupklitz\emdash the bat broke against the man\rquote s face\emdash breaking his nose in the process.\par
\tab The handy-dandy brass knuckles acquired from the Boss and fitted nicely to Seth\rquote s hand put Jose to the ground where he lay nakedly still twitching.  Kirk made a dash to grapple the attacking Seth and did manage to bear hug the man.  Seth whirled and went limp slipping down the naked man\rquote s sweaty stinky body, diving under and beneath the man\rquote s legs GRABBING HOLT OF THE MAN\rquote S JUNK as he did so.  The grab was good and not done so in a \ldblquote gay\rdblquote  manner.\par
\tab Like \ldblquote what do you have when you have two little green balls in your hand?  Kermit\rquote s undivided attention!\rdblquote  Kirk Cozwatt was in deep peril and doing anything to get Seth\rquote s hand off his balls.  Seth power shoved the man to the wall then slung him in an attempt to fling him to the opposite wall\emdash but tripped over Jose who had stopped twitching\emdash forever.\par
\tab The trip caused Seth to sling fling Kirk to the stainless table where his head caught the edge and he slumped to the dingy beige tiled floor.  He twitched for a few moments\emdash then, like Jose, stopped twitching.\par
\tab Gerred moaned, Boner slung his head bleeding profusely from the nose and the crack on the top of his head.  Seth took his sash cord and strangled the man ending his life in less than a minute.  Gerred tried to scramble away from the naked blood soaked newcomer to the organization but Seth grabbed him\emdash they tussled and as the man lay atop the lifeless Jose, Seth cut off the man\rquote s air\emdash permanently.\par
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\tab Vincent the Cod was dead.  Funny, the way he lay curled up, bloodied to a pulp, he DID look like a cod fish!  Fat Dean was dead\emdash mostly choked on double order of shrimp cocktails (but a sash cord about the throat didn\rquote t help!)  Flunkies Gerred, Jose, Boner, and Kirk?  Dead\emdash dead\emdash dead\emdash and double dead.\par
\tab Wanda Soupklitz?  Not so much.  She was mindless but still very much alive.  So were her two children, Francine and Jennifer.  Seth led them thru the maze of the warehouse avoiding contact with the other \ldblquote flunkies\rdblquote  and lackies and \ldblquote associates\rdblquote  of the former Fat Dean-o, don of the underworld of the City.\par
\tab Wanda and the children were dressed in clothing from the \ldblquote front\rdblquote  business which was a dry cleaning business.  Clothing from customers was just right for the hapless Soupklitz family.  (and a backpack stuffed with eight thousand dollars wasn\rquote t bad, either!)  Seth palmed some of the ill-gotten loot for his troubles.  Then,\par
\tab A little gasoline spilled here, an open gas main there and viola!  Instant ka-boom and a severe dwindling of mob activity in that particular area of the City.\par
\tab Nice ending doncha think?\par
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How much for just the planet?\par
\tab He boned her.\par
\tab He boned her\emdash he boned her\emdash he boned her delivering a massive wad of pent up cum in just under five minutes trouble.  His cock and balls were desensitized (but it felt good just the same.)  Then, in a feeble way to revitalize his aching smoldering schlong, Dim had Sam stuff himself into Randy and Janna\rquote s mindless mother, Angie.\par
\tab As he watched the equally mindless Sam Truedance screw the naked woman, Dim realized something\emdash the electronic mind altering device he had come to rely on so heavily was not functioning.\par
\tab But yet, Dim\rquote s wishes, desires, yanks, and all that were still carried thru!\par
\tab He looked to Melody\emdash\par
\tab\lquote come here.\rquote\par
\tab The pretty twelve year old birthday girl obliged and crawled to him.\par
\tab\lquote suck me.\rquote  he told her.  And with hesitation\emdash she did!\par
\tab Amazing!\par
\tab He then had party girl, Vanessa, come suck him.\tab\par
\tab She did so without hesitation.  Vanessa had watched in utter horror as her friends were pulled hysterically out of the Quincey\rquote s redneck van\emdash this after Quincey and his redneck gang gang raped her and her friends.  The terror in her mind would be a lasting memory.\par
\tab And troublemaker Janet?  She seemingly willingly sucked on Sam\rquote s cock and after Dim had squirted a copious amount of jiz onto other the other troublemaker, Lucy, she licked Lucy\rquote s cum strewn pussy clean.\par
\tab Dim was confused.\par
\tab Something was amiss.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t understand.\par
\tab It was pause for concern and reflection\emdash and amidst the company of others that peaceful coexistence he sought was not possible.  He enjoyed Bonnie, Angie, Melody, Vanessa, Janet and LUCY one more time\emdash including sodomizing Sam before cutting them loose.\par
\tab His mind was virtually blank and just went thru the motions as he did the young brain damaged Sam.  Doing Bonnie, his sister, and there was still a blank mind.  Somehow\emdash somehow he was able to manipulate the minds of those with him even without the use of the EMAD.  Somehow.  But how?\par
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\pard\tab Down below the mountain and across the City, Seth \ldblquote The Strangler!\rdblquote  Strangle contemplated the same thing.  This came about as he chanced one day to be strolling down the walk in his neighborhood.  A new era was coming to the land involving electronic mind altering devices\emdash mind controlling agents of this kind and that were being thwarted by new and improved devices to corrupt and disable EMADs.  Detectors and Preventors had come a long way\emdash Heads of States, chiefs of industries, private sector groups, public places, private places were all hailing the new devices as a godsend and very well welcomed.\par
\tab Seth shrugged taking on the \ldblquote we\rquote ll see\rdblquote  attitude.  He had gone for years without using a mind controlling device; he trusted his but also regarded it as a mere instrument\emdash an extension of himself.\par
\tab As he contemplated life without an EMAD he came upon an open garage of a nice single story home.  A nice yard, big trees, bushes, shrubs, off-yellow house paint, open attached garage with a \ldblquote garage band\rdblquote  playing inside.  A nice group of kids who actually sounded good (they\rquote d sound better in an open air area or on a regular stage, though.)\par
\tab Seth watched them as he leaned against a sidewalk tree.  A nice group of kids, the oldest was about fifteen, the rest were thirteen and fourteen.   The lead singer was white, not too tall, long silky brown hair, beautiful green eyes, wonderful smile, small bouncy titties inside a fifteen year old frame.\par
\tab Lead guitarist was a boy, Zachary.  He wrote most the songs of the garage band, aptly named Garage Band but also included his name and the lead singer\rquote s name, too.  Another girl also wrote some songs for the group, mostly poems she had written turned into songs.  She was a \ldblquote free spirit\rdblquote  kind of girl, sung the upper parts of the songs, didn\rquote t play an instrument but didn\rquote t need to as her \ldblquote body\rdblquote  was an instrument in itself.  She was almost thirteen\'85\par
\tab The drummer of the group was multitalented\emdash concerning musical instruments.  He played drums, harmonica, and saxophone.  He was thirteen and NOT mostly white as his last named implied but a little Mexican and African-American.\par
\tab Molly Lightlygoesplop had a black father and a white mother but SHE was mostly white.  She played one of those wearable piano things, keytars.  Kinky hair, favorite color was\emdash all of them!  She was thirteen but hardly had any titty development; small frame girl, shorter than most girls her age.  But she had a dazzling personality and didn\rquote t let any of her short cummings befall her.\par
\tab Shaking the tambourine and \ldblquote shakers\rdblquote  was a very pretty full African-American girl, Brenda.  Very nice girl, pleasing breasts, tight-tight pants, seriously into the music, pleasing to the eye.  Seth liked her (and it wasn\rquote t just to the tight-tight pants.)\par
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\pard\tab The last member was a Chinese fella, Phuk Ittchiwawa.  He had a keytar, too, but it was more tuned to being a synthesizer making different sounds than music.  Short dark hair, small slanted eyes, stereo typical youth who was a whiz with electronic wizardry.\par
\tab After their \ldblquote set\rdblquote , the kids hammed it up a little, chatting and being kids.  Seth was about to mosey on and let them be when he noted the group\rquote s leader, Delaney and the second banana, the guitarist Zachary, slip out the back door.  Seth had a feeling and went to investigate.\par
\tab He found Delany High and Zachary Way getting way high out behind the garden shed of Delany\rquote s family backyard.  They shared a joint, giggling as they toked up standing so close together that they really didn\rquote t have to use their hands to \ldblquote pass the joint.\rdblquote\par
\tab Meanwhile,\par
\tab Melody and Donny had slipped into the house.\par
\tab Brenda and Phuk hung loose in the still open garage.\par
\tab Molly had also slipped off into the house.\par
\tab As Seth contemplated going on home\emdash he caught a whiff of something familiar.  More stronger than that of Delaney and Zachary\rquote s illegal doings behind the garage.  Someone in the High house was \ldblquote getting high\rdblquote .  Maybe, of course, it could be Delaney and Zachary, but others had slipped into the house, too.  The thing about teenagers; they either smoking something they shouldn\rquote t, running with a bad crowd, painting their slogan on a freeway sign, or having sex.  A long list of other things they could be doing but those were the top.  Seth decided to check up on the kids and see what was what and if there was anything he could do to help out.\par
\tab\ldblquote Invisible\rdblquote  to their sight, Seth was not disappointed upon roaming the High house.  In the living room he found Melody and Donny smoking pot AND watching PORN on the television!\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t tame porn, either!\par
\tab The woman on top was taking on a black man\rquote s mamba; she was sitting up pounding the man\rquote s snake into her well fucked cunt\emdash her gleaming cum strewn asshole was well revealed, too.  Standing beside her was a white boy (man) whose lengthy schlong she slurped while fondling the nuggets of another fella on her right.\par
\tab Seth didn\rquote t have to do a thing; Melody was first\emdash she undone her turquoise jeans and slid them down followed by her bright yellow panties.  Then she parted her legs and furiously began fingering herself!\par
\tab Donny followed suit.  The thirteen year old had a nice schlong for a boy his age, a little more than average.  The head of the schlong was already coated in slippery sticky juice and was ready to spurt at any moment.\par
\tab Just a few strokes into pleasing himself and young twelve year old horny and giddy MelodyBeekneek was on Donny\rquote s schlong.  She slipped off her shirt and bra, kicked off her shoes, pants, and panties, then mounted the willing garage bandmate and like the black \lquote ho on the television engaged in uproarious sex.\par
\tab And speaking of sex\emdash\par
\tab In a bedroom, Delaney\rquote s bedroom, Zachary was fucking her brains out.\par
\tab Both teens were naked and Zach was on her driving his average teenage white bone into her fuckable oh-so fuckable hot teenage cunt.  The girl was in the midst of antics; thrashing side to side, moaning, groaning, pumping back into her lover, clenching the covers and giving Seth Strangle a reason to live.\par
\tab After the young lovers had come to a delicious cumming\emdash\par
\tab\lquote Suck my cock.\rquote\par
\tab And while Delaney slurped on Seth\rquote s cock\emdash brain wiped Zachary entered into the girl\rquote s asshole (this after licking it, fingering it, shoving his fingers into it, spanking it, and so on.)\par
\tab Then, uncustomary, Seth probed the girl\rquote s mind taking on the guise his friend Dmitri enjoyed\emdash Q&A!\par
\tab\lquote Do you do little boys?\rquote\par
\tab Yes!\par
\tab Seth smiled.\par
\tab A \ldblquote YES\rdblquote  answer was from Zachary, too\emdash about little girls (and boys!)\par
\tab Together, along with writing songs for their garage band, Delaney and Zachary were babysitters.  The extra money helped fund their marijuana intake, music CDs, munchies, movies, pizza parties, band stuff.  Mostly, though, the \ldblquote band stuff\rdblquote  was taken care of by their parents.  A gig here and there helped out; they were on the verge of cutting a CD and playing at big venues like fairs and large social gatherings like that.\par
\tab Babysitting got them into the realm of other illicit doings\emdash like child molesting.  Delaney mostly liked fondling little boys; giving them baths, sucking on their pee-pees, getting them to fuck her, stuff like that.  She also occasionally enjoyed licking the pussy of a little girl!\par
\tab Zachary had a serious boner for young girls (well, don\rquote t we all!)\par
\tab No penetrations on Zachary\rquote s part; just fingering the young girl in his charge, rubbing his penis against her (between her legs) and jerking off onto her pussy, ass, and face.  What a guy!\par
\tab Not a lot of details did Seth go for; he saw vaguely the children Delaney and Zachary enjoyed (in their minds) but not clearly.  Dmitri was the one who liked to see the vivid details of illicit happenstance.  Seth just wanted to touch bases and go on.\par
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\pard\tab Seth pulled out of Delaney\rquote s mouth\emdash a Christian girl.  She and Zachary wrote Christian songs!  They went to the same church; they played in the church choir\emdash singing and playing instruments!  But on the sideline they were engaging in immoral acts\emdash in all kinds of ways!\par
\tab Delaney was turned about and Seth entered her sex from behind.\par
\tab Further probing (of her mind) revealed that there were just two young boys she was into\emdash or they were into her.  One was Danny Firetuck.  He was seven, very cute, handsome, bashful, and as sweet as could be\emdash\lquote specially naked!  Delaney fondled his little boyish pud getting it as hard as possible\emdash often sucking it along with his testicles before parting her legs and taking him into her.  She seemed to really enjoy her immoral interlude virtually melting and succumbing to incredible orgasms!\par
\tab Another boy was a year old, red hair, freckles, a little wiser.  They enjoyed out and out fucking, spanking, and bathing together.  Tyler wasn\rquote t bashful and seemed to be more in the know about sex, sex acts, positions, and doings of that illicit nature than he should for his age.\par
\tab Seth drove his prick DEEP into Delaney\rquote s cunt, spanking her butt and reaching around her to caress her bouncy titties.  Zachary sat on the bed with his pud still mightily strong, still coated with spew sauce.\par
\tab\lquote Suck his dick.\rquote  Seth minded to the girl.\par
\tab Delaney took her friend\rquote s schlong and gleefully engulfed it.\par
\tab Zachary had three young girls under the age of ten he was enjoying.  The youngest was merely six, the oldest was merely eight.  None of the girls was he getting his cock into it\emdash just a rub up against their bare bodies; ass, pussy, and face.  He did a significant amount of fingering but nothing to damage their virgin status.\par
\tab But the desire to do so was strong.  Zachary Way very muchly wanted to schlepped his schlong into a young girl\emdash one of the young girls.  Pussy, mouth, asshole\emdash didn\rquote t matter so long as his cock was IN a hole and he could get off.  Of course, the pussy was the primary target of desire\emdash the mouth and asshole were secondary with the mouth being more desired than the asshole and the asshole being the finale.\par
\tab Typical male horndog desires.\par
\tab Amanda, Lori, Wendy.  Wendy was the six year old.  There were other girls, too, of varying ages\emdash some under ten, some teenage.  Typical desires and wants.  Basically, any girl in his sight and did young Zach have a desire to see her naked.\par
\tab Typical male horndog desires.\par
\tab After creaming Delaney\rquote s cunt, spanking his cock against her ass and having the girl suck his nuggets, he fucked Zachary\rquote s asshole \ldblquote just because.\rdblquote\par
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\pard\tab Seth encountered Molly coming out of the bathroom.  She looked a little haggard\emdash sweaty.  She either took a hard crap OR\emdash\par
\tab Right there in the hallway Seth had her undo her pants and push them down.\par
\tab Then, he slipped his hand inside her red panties and fingered around her lovely thirteen year old cunt.  He was not disappointed and found a \ldblquote wet\rdblquote  snatch for his fingers to delight in.\par
\tab\lquote Who were you thinking of?\rquote  Seth inquired of her mind.\par
\tab\ldblquote Delaney.\rdblquote  the young girl answered.\par
\tab Delaney!  The leader of the garage band.  The girl!  Imagine!\par
\tab Seth returned her to the bathroom, stripped her down, loved on her\emdash then in her.  His cock was in overdrive and found enchantment with the girl\rquote s teenage body; her nicely developed titties, trimmed trim, shapely moon ass, lily white skin that was soft and supple.  Seth entered her doggie-style finding that she was not a virgin.  She HAD had sex with a boy, three different boys at that.  One had been at summer camp the previous year.  Her age.  Another had been from the local high school\emdash she was twelve at the time and he was not.  Another was a boy she was in charge of\emdash babysitting.  He was seven years young.\par
\tab Regardless, Molly Lightlygoesplop preferred girls.\par
\tab She had not had a sexual encounter with a girl but desired to do so.\tab\par
\tab And that unnatural desire was for Delaney!\par
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\tab Brenda Stinkishoes and Phuk Ittchiwawa were found days later slipping about (sneaking about) their neighborhood.  They were up to something and Seth decided to see what.  Just four houses down, corner house on Hurtmebad Lane, and in broad daylight\emdash but inside a backyard detached garage, a man and woman made out.  They were married\emdash but not to each other.  The woman was some years younger, very thin, very long dark hair, small titties but womanly titties, and quite the little horndog herself.\par
\tab The man, Harold Jerksum, was a tall fellow just under six foot four.  In his late 40s, dark raven jet black hair, dark eyes, semi muscular, eight inch cock.  The woman\rquote s hand manipulated the mighty cock, cupped his hairless nuggets, and worked the organ into her mouth for a full five minute suck!\par
\tab Both were nude.\par
\tab There was a boy and girl in the house\emdash the boy was the cocksucker\rquote s son, the girl the cocksuckee\rquote s daughter.  The house was the woman\rquote s husband\rquote s house.  The man was the best friend of the woman\rquote s husband.  They were not \ldblquote swingers\rdblquote  but that wasn\rquote t stopping them.\par
\tab The spies were in awe of Harold\rquote s cock\emdash and in double awe that the woman, Clara, was able to take it!  She sucked it\emdash sucked it\emdash sucked it taking virtually all of the lengthy manhood before it was out humping her face.\par
\tab Then, on an old wooden wire spool the woman was placed.  Harold \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on her eating her out making a lot of noise as he did so.  Cum began dripping from his cock and soon he was jamming his schlong into her crevice and fucking her married brains out.\par
\tab It was sensational!\par
\tab Their illicit union was fantastic!\par
\tab Clara was just as vocal as Harold.  She raised up, clenched her errant lover; they stood up and fucked standing up!  Then back on the spool table, then onto the workbench counter, then\emdash then onto the floor on their clothes with Clara on top.  On the floor and they were mostly out of sight of the spies one-two-three.  All that could be seen was Harold\rquote s hands mawing Clara\rquote s delightful titties.\par
\tab What\rquote s going on inside the house?\par
\tab Trianna Jerksum and Fred Holdsome knew pretty much what their parent halves were doing.  They seemed upset, antsy, fidgety.  Both were upset that their parental units were cheating on the other parental units.  They both sat slumped in a pissed off state of being in the living room staring blankly at the television (which was on a sports venue.)\par
\tab\lquote Would you like to FUCK her?\rquote  (Trianna sitting beside him)\par
\tab Harold made a face, cocked his head, looked to Seth\rquote s direction, then to the girl beside him.  Trianna Jerksum wasn\rquote t a bad looking girl\emdash seriously-seriously kinky hair that hung full of life to her delightful teenage breasts.  Nice skin, a lot of baubles, beads, bracelets, and small colony of earrings.  She smelled lightly of \ldblquote peaches\rdblquote ; gloss lip stick, pink ankle socks, semi tight jeans.\par
\tab It took as many as five minutes before Fred was able to relax enough to nod his head and confirm, \ldblquote Yeah, yeah I would!\rdblquote  fuck Trianna.\par
\tab Trianna took five minutes twice to \ldblquote calm down.\rdblquote\par
\tab She would NOT have sex with Fred.  She was a virgin and planned on staying so for quite some time.  She WAS, however, an avid masturbator and used \ldblquote instruments\rdblquote  to please her cunny.\par
\tab\lquote Would you like to see my breasts?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Would you like to see my breasts?\rdblquote\par
\tab Fred blinked his eyes, mouth open agape, mind in disarray.  \lquote What?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote My breasts, would you like to see them?\rdblquote  and then she was pulling up her short sleeved summer blouse then popped up her bra cups revealing a pair of very nice round globes.\par
\tab Sproing!\par
\tab Fred\rquote s cock was instant hard.\par
\tab He was a virgin, too.  (and an avid masturbator, too!)\par
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\tab Trianna\rquote s top and bra were off onto the floor followed by the shucking of her jeans and panties.  She opened her legs and began doing what she did best\emdash fingering it.  Fred was beside him and couldn\rquote t get out of his pants fast enough.  And as soon as he was out of his clothes he was licking out the girl\rquote s cunt with a ravenous appetite.\par
\tab Trianna seemed to like it.\par
\tab And after licking out his first pussy\emdash Fred was hooked.  He had no idea.  The young man\rquote s eyes locked on the girl\rquote s pussy; he had seen little girl\rquote s pussy and had a semi fare idea of what a girl his age looked like naked.  Up close and personal put a whole new perspective on \ldblquote what a girl looked liked naked!\rdblquote\par
\tab Natural instinct help put the boy\rquote s prong into the girl\rquote s slot.\par
\tab Further instinct helped the boy fuck.\par
\tab Right there on the sofa!\par
\tab Pussy juice and cock juice stained the paisley country style sofa; Trianna didn\rquote t care and Fred definitely didn\rquote t care.  It was his Mom and Dad\rquote s house and his Mom was out in the garage cheating on his Dad with Trianna\rquote s Dad!  Awesome!\par
\tab After the first fuck\emdash there was a bit o\rquote  rest.  Fred sucked on Trianna\rquote s titties and grinded his cock on her cunt.  Trianna heaved, caressed the boy\rquote s ass, and lay in sexual wonderment.\par
\tab Then, taking a cue from Dmitri, \lquote You want to have sex with him\emdash often!\rquote\par
\tab Fred sat up\emdash and on his own, flopped his cock against Trianna\rquote s cunt.  She had broken her hymen years earlier utilizing a candle to please herself so there was no \ldblquote evidence\rdblquote  of virgin busting on his cock.  His cock was still hard\emdash being a teenager that was the norm.  Up and down the crevice he went before sliding back in for Round Two.\par
\tab And there was a Round Three, too; this occurred on the floor.\par
\tab It was during Round Three that Seth noted something odd about his EMAD.\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t working.\par
\tab It was\emdash but the lights were all flickering on and off with the other indicators going off-line, too.  Curious.  He was still \ldblquote invisible\rdblquote  to sight\emdash he checked a huge decorative mirror and there was no reflection.  He often didn\rquote t get frightened; he often didn\rquote t feel remorse, feel sad, or have any emotions whatsoever.  But for one of the few times in his life\emdash there was something amiss with those staid emotions.\par
\tab Fear?\par
\tab Trepidation?\par
\tab Concern?\par
\tab All little of all the above plus.\par
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\pard\tab Something for sure, though, wasn\rquote t right.  But still\emdash still the thing was working.  Wasn\rquote t it?  It was confusing.  And of course, there was the \ldblquote unseen\rdblquote  issue.  Was he stuck like that?  That wouldn\rquote t be good.  It would but he didn\rquote t want to be \ldblquote unseen\rdblquote  all the time.\par
\tab Stepping back to the wall mirror he stared and stared\emdash\par
\tab\lquote Visible.\rquote  he said lowly aloud.\par
\tab For a moment\emdash nothing.\par
\tab That wasn\rquote t good\emdash he was still unseen.\par
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The mean streak\par
\tab There were two sides of the issue\emdash one was pure uncertainty coupled with a bit of fright.  The unknown was the rub.  The other side of the issue was\emdash\lquote Hey!  I\rquote m invisible!\rquote  but with much less exuberance.  Being invisible had its Up side\emdash and Down side.  Up Side and No One could see him!  Down side and No One could see him.  Seth Strangle hadn\rquote t intended to go thru life unseen.\par
\tab The EMAD in his possession was Off-Line.\par
\tab Not good.\par
\tab Was it a malfunction or something else?\par
\tab He didn\rquote t know.  The idiosyncrasies of the Electronic Mind Altering Device(s) were a little on the Unknown side.  Occasionally he had managed to upgrade the Device but thought wisely not to get too involved in disassembly of the nifty mind altering gadget\emdash he might not get it back, parts left over, and have a nifty hunk of non-functioning \ldblquote something\rdblquote  for his effort.\par
\tab Then, he came to realize, too; that although the Device seemed Off-Line\emdash he was still able to put forth his unnatural desires upon those he sought to unnaturalize.  That was odd.\par
\tab\lquote Fuck Trianna\rquote s ass!\rquote  Seth \ldblquote minded\rdblquote  to Fred.\par
\tab Fred fucked Trianna\rquote s ass.\par
\tab Seth stood at the end of the sofa getting sucked off on by Trianna (as she got fucked in the ass).  His mind curiously going over what was going on.  He couldn\rquote t make sense of it.  It didn\rquote t make sense.  Repeatedly he checked and rechecked the minding device\emdash nothing.  It was non-operational.  But yet his minding commands were being carried out.\par
\tab Odd.\par
\tab Although the blowjob was a good one, no doubt, Seth was too occupied by the Device\rquote s mishap to thoroughly enjoy it.  A pesky thought also plagued him; \lquote what if he suddenly became \ldblquote visible\rdblquote  and had no way to fuck with the minds of those who saw him so?\rquote\par
\tab That would be bad.\par
\tab He needed a back up plan.  Relying on the EMAD was no longer a valid crutch.  He either needed another mind altering machine or do without.  Or something.  Something had to make sense.  Having no plan in place should something go awry was not good.  It was unnerving.\par
\tab The sound of the grandfather clock in the hallway and Fred\rquote s balls slapping against Trianna\rquote s cunt were the only sounds\emdash until the car pulled up in the drive way.  Seth\rquote s heart beat faster\emdash harder.  Quickly he checked himself in the mirror\emdash nope\emdash still invisible.\par
\tab\lquote Get your clothes on!  Quick!\rquote  he minded to the kids.  Normally he used the EMAD to \ldblquote release\rdblquote  the Subjects\rquote  minds.  Without the nifty machine to do so he wasn\rquote t sure how or what to proceed.  He threw himself into his own clothes\emdash just to be safe.  That uncertainty was a bother\emdash and a compelling concern.\par
\tab\lquote Be yourselves!\rquote\par
\tab\lquote You still want to do one another,\rquote  Seth added, having Trianna want to be fucked, sucked, spanked, and peed on\emdash and Fred willing to do so.\par
\tab The parental units came into the house giggling\emdash unawares of all the naughty business that had been going on.  (but truth be known; Trianna\rquote s Dad and Fred\rquote s Mom had been to a hotel across town engaging in immoral practices of their own!)\par
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\tab In the alley, Seth made way for home.\par
\tab Could he confide in his Mom that he was stuck in Invisible Mode?\par
\tab Would she understand about the EMAD?\tab\par
\tab Could he come up with a convincing tale of \ldblquote just finding\rdblquote  the Device and unknowingly activated said Device and it made him unseen to sight?  Hmmm  No.  She wasn\rquote t a stupid woman, she was a Medium, used parlor tricks to make her way in the realm of deception against weak minds who sought solace.  And he had never lied to his Mother\emdash he just didn\rquote t offer the truth!  But out and out lying wasn\rquote t his forte.  She\rquote d see thru it; he wasn\rquote t a convincing liar and hadn\rquote t practiced such ruse.  \lquote If you can\rquote t tell the truth\emdash don\rquote t say anything!\rquote\par
\tab Two blocks from home and he chanced upon a little girl in the alley.\par
\tab A high cinderblock wall on one side, wooden and chainlink fencing on the right with huge ivy and oleander bushes covering them.  The little girl was about seven; blond hair in serious curls to her shoulders, sun dress, bare foot, incredible dazzling blue eyes.  She pulled a little red wagon with some girlie dolls and plush toy animals\emdash she also had on a small school backpack.\par
\tab Seth stood right in her path.\par
\tab The little girl walked right into him!\par
\tab The little girl backed up startled; she cocked her head and stared in wonderment\emdash\lquote WTF?\rquote\par
\tab Seth waved his hand before her face.\par
\tab Nothing.\par
\tab Boldly he hauled out his cock and waggled it\emdash right in her face.\par
\tab Still nothing.\par
\tab\lquote Take your panties down.\rquote  he said in his mind strongly.\par
\tab Lo and behold\emdash the little girl let go the wagon handle and reached up under her short kiddie sun dress and pulled down her panties!\par
\tab Seth was stunned.\par
\tab This was\emdash weird.\par
\tab It was good\emdash sorta\emdash but weirded him out.\par
\tab\lquote Pull your dress up.\rquote  he minded calmly.\par
\tab Lo (and behold), little Cindy Mulehair, seven, hiked up her dress revealing her nakedness.\par
\tab Seth stared and stared and stared some more.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab Into the ivy they went whereupon Seth pulled the girl\rquote s dress off.  Standing inside the ivy wall someone alley kids had formed to make a fort, Seth put his cock into her mouth.  The girl did not fuss in any way leaving Seth more confounded than ever.  And like at the High house, he was too mind frapped to really enjoy getting sucked.\par
\tab Maybe he was losing his mind?\par
\tab After fingering Cindy\rquote s virgin vagina he laid her out on her dress and then laid his pup against her.  There he did begin to grind\emdash and heard a woman\rquote s voice down the alleyway calling out \ldblquote CINDY!\rdblquote\par
\tab Cindy Mulehair was \ldblquote running away\rdblquote\emdash after being spanked by her mother.\par
\tab Seth grinded against the little girl\rquote s pussy\emdash grinded against the little girl\rquote s pussy\emdash grinded against the little girl\rquote s pussy until there was sufficient lubrication to start the invasion.  Why he thought of the Huns plundering the Balkans and Italy he didn\rquote t right know but his thoughts fell upon Attila as he \ldblquote plundered\rdblquote  little Cindy\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab Only when he felt the final surges of his orgasm did he come back to his senses.  Quite a mess there was\emdash little Cindy\rquote s cunt deflowered and a great gob of spunk coating thereon.  The satisfaction wasn\rquote t all there, though.\par
\tab And no, no use of an EMAD or sash cord was used!\par
\tab (and those at the High house were still breathing, too!)\par
\tab Seth encountered Cindy\rquote s Mommy down at the end of the alley facing the opposite direction.  She didn\rquote t think for one instant that her little girl would dare cross the street to the adjoining alley\emdash but she might!  Seth stepped right up behind her\emdash so close that he was breathing on her neck.\par
\tab The woman turned sensing someone was there\emdash but by her frightened eyes he could tell that she did not see him.  It was a little more than chilling\emdash the woman\rquote s eyes darting all about searching frantically for her child; Seth standing NAKED and no one frantically freaking out about it (except Seth!)\par
\tab\lquote Go to your house.\rquote  Seth whispered in his mind to the woman.\par
\tab Erin Mulehair cocked her head, her fright preempted Seth\rquote s minding.  She wrinkled her forehead, \ldblquote What?\rdblquote  she said aloud.\par
\tab Seth thought thoughtfully and felt a bit more than sheepish (for being so exposed.)  \lquote GO TO YOUR HOUSE!\rquote  he said with more umph.\par
\tab Erin blinked her eyes, nodded, and walked off to her house.\par
\tab Seth followed.\par
\tab Two houses from the end of the alley entrance east was the house of Mulehair.  A nice backyard, playhouse, garden shed, small garden, manicured lawn, lots of trees, fruit trees, and child toys all over.  In the house and the woman paused awaiting further instruction.\par
\tab\lquote Take off your clothes.\rquote\par
\tab Seth felt better being inside the house.\par
\tab A nice modern kitchen; cherry wood cabinets, a dinette set of wood, fresh cookies in the oven with the feel of a quaint Americana feel and a dozen or so \ldblquote paintings\rdblquote  drawn by Cindy on the fridge.  The house was quiet and cool; the man of the house off at work and there were no other children.\par
\tab Erin stripped off ALL her clothing.\par
\tab Seth stepped up behind her pressing his aching cock against her lily white ass.  A hand around her he cupped a breasts, then lowered it to fingering her womanhood.  There was a \ldblquote gush\rdblquote  coupled with a sudden startle but nothing more.  Seth fingered the woman then placed her onto the wooden kitchen table, opened her legs and noshed at the \ldblquote Y\rdblquote  to his delight.\par
\tab He asked no questions of her.  She was in her late thirties, strawberry blond, strong features, high cheek bones, thunder thighs.  Seth noshed her womanly pussy then slipped into her his smoldering schlong for a righteous three minutes fuck.  A power fuck; his balls slapped hard right up to the end when the delivery of a gracious quantity of spunk was spewed.  His cock stretched deeply deep inside her spewing the contents of his balls.\par
\tab When done, he turned her over and spanked her.\par
\tab His hand and cock first, then the handy-dandy skillet on the stove that was warm.  A bit of a mean streak had come upon him\emdash he was confused, invisible, and able to communicate his EMAD\rquote s abilities without the EMAD\rquote s doing so!  And he didn\rquote t know how!\par
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\pard\tab Erin\rquote s asshole was virginal.  Was.  Seth schlepped his salami into the virgin pooper and sodomized the Christian woman but good!  He had cum his all for the day and there just wasn\rquote t any more.  Regardless, he fucked furiously striving to achieve that ultimate goal.  He wore out before that achievement and gave up.\par
\tab He left the woman naked as she was and brought little Cindy into the house, spanked her (bare handed) and once more raped her on her own bed.  He lounged there during and after his doings; toying with her hair, fingering her well fucked cunt, lost in thought\emdash deeply.\par
\tab Was he losing his mind?\par
\tab What had happened?\par
\tab How?\par
\tab Why?\par
\tab Why?\par
\tab Was there a way to return himself back to visible sight?\par
\tab Was his personal mind altering device fucked\emdash finito?\par
\tab What about Dmitri?  Hmmm  He had to contact his friend and see if maybe perchance HIS EMAD could help him.  It had been some time, though, since Seth had heard from Dmitri.  Wonder what was going on?\par
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Your status is you know someone, or have heard of someone who knows someone that may know someone who knows anyone\par
\tab Seven days and some hours later and Dmitri Tsugua was home.\par
\tab A little haggard, worn, frapped\emdash but home.\par
\tab The non-company company van was\emdash fucked.\par
\tab Sam Truedance had a significant brain injury; his sister, Bonnie, had a significant mind injury.  That went for Vanessa, too.  She suddenly stopped talking and was uncommunicative.  A blank mind was for Melody Bekause, too.  Lucy (LUCY) had survived alright and her wild tale of kidnapping, rape, and encounter with backwoods rednecks and a \ldblquote creature\rdblquote  was incredible.  Unfortunately, it was true\emdash backed up by the rednecks of Rockton despite the federal government\rquote s attempts to quash such outlandish rumors.\par
\tab Angie was found wandering down a lone backward highway.  Naked and mindless.  A trucker had taken her\emdash and \ldblquote taken her\rdblquote  before dropping her off at a truckstop\emdash unfortunately security cameras saw him \ldblquote dropping off\rdblquote  the mindless naked woman and arrested him.\par
\tab The park ranger, Janet Sheeshmeesh.\par
\tab She was never the same herself.  Not quite as mindless but she babbled a lot and no one could make sense of what she was saying.  A few days after hospitalization and she escaped\emdash only to be found in the mountains around Rockton totally and way out of her mind\emdash naked.\par
\tab Strangely, the Boss wasn\rquote t too upset or bent out of shape about the demise of the van\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote You alright?\rdblquote  was the Boss\rquote  concern.\par
\tab The van could be replaced\emdash written off.  Dmitri was a \ldblquote valued\rdblquote  employee.\par
\tab After a long soak in the tub at home, a bit of dinner with his folks, some chit chat, some lying about his 7-day adventure, he slept for twelve hours.  He went to work, worked, and went home.  Work\emdash home\emdash work home.  A ballgame with his Dad, a bit of socializing with his friends and repeat.\par
\tab The EMAD that had been smashed finally had quit.\par
\tab But, Dmitri noted that something was odd\emdash although the minding device was no long functioning many of those \ldblquote functions\rdblquote  found only on the minding device was with him!  He didn\rquote t know how and was only mildly concerned\emdash unlike his friend, Seth who was overly concerned.\par
\tab What did it mean?\par
\tab Why?\par
\tab How had it happened?\par
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Kleep!  *%$#@!  Bleep!  !@#$%*  Nleep!\par
\tab A little way out and high above the clouds\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote I see our plan is working\emdash kleep!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I knew it wouldn\rquote t take long\emdash bleep!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Silly humans, they\rquote ve done well enough to corrupt their world\emdash nleep!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote We should have done this long ago\emdash bleep!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, before the humans have fouled our planet\emdash kleep!\rdblquote\par
\tab Glurb, the elder, sat folding his tri-arms shaking his large bulbous head sadly.  \ldblquote We have given them an instrument to their final demise\emdash bleep.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote It will be eons before we can resettle\emdash nleep!\rdblquote\par
\tab Slurb, a rather larger alienkin, shook his smallish head; his upper mouth blew out air while the lower one whistled.  \ldblquote The mind altering instruments are failing now\emdash kleep.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote We have let them soil our home\emdash bleep.\rdblquote  stated Mlurb, \ldblquote Too long.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote A least our offspring will have a home of\emdash bleep\emdash pristine conditions.\rdblquote\par
\tab Glurb adjusted the view finder scanning over the home planet of the alienkin.  His large green speckled yellow face was of displeasure.\par
\tab\ldblquote They\rquote ve overpopulated themselves\emdash kleep!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes\emdash nleep!  The caste system is terrible\emdash kleep\emdash many are in demoralized conditions while others\emdash bleep\emdash our doing well!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I\emdash bleep\emdash do not understand this culture.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Alurb the Klarnac should have not forged his experiment on our home world\emdash kleep!\rdblquote  Mlurb pounded his fist onto his armrest.\par
\tab\ldblquote Experiments should be done on planets not of our own\emdash nleep!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Human beings are more (or less) like helpless robototrons or our androidodos\emdash gleep!\rdblquote   Glurp said stretching his bulk in his command chair.\par
 \tab\ldblquote They seem to run around in pre-programmed ruts\emdash kleep\emdash than actually of free spirits as Professor  Klarnac intended.\rdblquote\par
 \tab\ldblquote They boggle my minds\emdash nleep\emdash creatures who can understand and seemingly comprehend life on their planet\emdash gleep\emdash do live in such\emdash bleep\emdash complex societies.\rdblquote\par
 \tab\ldblquote Mlurp is right,\rdblquote  said Blurb, \ldblquote they are\emdash kleep\emdash hapless beings; something unusual or out of character happens to one society filters down and corrupts the entire planet\emdash nleep!\rdblquote  \par
 \tab\ldblquote Human beings!\rdblquote  scoffed Glurb, \ldblquote they are like\emdash nleep\emdash herdkins; clinging to conditioned norms and pseudo-moralities even when the norms and spurious moralities\emdash kleep\emdash have proven themselves to be destructive to their health and sanity\emdash gleep!\rdblquote\par
 \tab\ldblquote They tend to destroy anyone who is different or have other beliefs other than\emdash bleep\emdash than their own.\rdblquote   Slurb made his statement, belched; then fished out of the sustenance accumulator another rodentkin.  The smallish creature was juicy and some of its juice splattered onto Mlurb.\par
\tab Mlurb gave his companion a harsh look.\par
 \tab\ldblquote There is some curious respect\emdash gleep\emdash to their primitive behavior, however odd\emdash bleep.\rdblquote\par
 \tab\ldblquote I do not agree\emdash nleep\emdash Slurb, \ldblquote they have the ability to care for the subnature of their planet\emdash bleep\emdash but fail!  Gleep!\rdblquote\par
 \tab\ldblquote They have a simplistic lifestyle\emdash nleep\emdash an ability to live in harmony with nature, and an inane\emdash gleep\emdash to enjoy and embrace life; to live and enjoy the simple things\emdash bleep\emdash to take in the beauty of this universe\emdash gleep\emdash instead, they only tear down that of\emdash nleep\emdash what that spent inordinate time and already exhausted resources\emdash bleep\emdash replacing it over and over\emdash nleep!\rdblquote\par
 \tab\ldblquote There are, though\emdash gleep\emdash Mlurb, a great amount of humanskin who understand and respect nature\emdash nleep\emdash however in a small way and not shared to\emdash gleep\emdash the rest of planet\emdash bleep.\rdblquote\par
 \tab\ldblquote Sad, Slurb, I agree\emdash bleep\emdash we have perhaps come too late\emdash nleep.\rdblquote\par
 \tab\ldblquote I believe they are completely boring and pathetic; they\emdash gleep\emdash are destructive and a menace to the rest\emdash gleep\emdash of the rest of the civilized universe\emdash bleep!\rdblquote\par
 \tab\ldblquote They are corrupt!  Nleep!  Greed rules them and\emdash gleep\emdash I personally see no value remaining in\emdash bleep\emdash their society\emdash gleep!\rdblquote\par
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\tab\ldblquote I do not\emdash bleep\emdash believe that the humnkin are\emdash gleep\emdash totally without some merit\emdash bleep.\rdblquote  stated Mlrub.\par
 \tab\ldblquote Stupid ignorance!  Gleep!\rdblquote  shouted angrily Glurb.  \ldblquote Silly egotism\emdash Mlurb\emdash gleep\emdash egos as big as Tlurb Prime!  Bleep!\rdblquote\par
 \tab\ldblquote Settle down, Slurb\emdash gleep\emdash before you have an orikin!\rdblquote\par
 \tab\ldblquote It is very clear\emdash bleep\emdash that the humankin race is a very sad species\emdash nleep\emdash they have an inert lust for power and an extraordinary ability to destroy everything around them\emdash nleep\emdash on some pretense\emdash gleep\emdash that they are making the world\emdash bleep\emdash a better place!  Gleep!\rdblquote\par
 \tab\ldblquote They have an almost infinite capacity for good\emdash nleep\emdash my dear Glurb\emdash gleep\emdash and an unlimited capacity for evil.  Bleep!\rdblquote  the great Mlurb continued, \ldblquote And that they\emdash nleep\emdash are capable of both great beauty and great horror is frightening\emdash gleep!\rdblquote\par
 \tab\ldblquote Selfish!  Nleep!\rdblquote  exclaimed Slurb, \ldblquote Destructive and careless!  Gleep!\rdblquote\par
\tab Slurb\rquote s mates tended to agree; to some degree of one kind or another.\par
\tab A slight silence came upon the crew as they settled into their chairs.\par
\tab Mlurb the Mighty sighed, stretched, released stench then sighed again.\par
\tab\ldblquote I had a revelation\emdash gleep\emdash of these humankin\emdash\rdblquote\par
 \tab\ldblquote Share\emdash nleep\emdash with us, Mlurb.\rdblquote  said Slurb.\par
 \tab\ldblquote I tried to classify the humankin species\emdash gleep\emdash and found that humankins are not actually mammals\emdash mleep\emdash as Alurb the Klarnac first described in\emdash kleep\emdash his early writings.  Every humankin mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural symmetry with its surrounding environment\emdash gleep.  Humankins do not do this.  Instead\emdash bleep\emdash they move to an unspoiled area and multiply\emdash nleep.  There they multiply until all natural resource is consumed\emdash mleep\emdash and the only way they can survive is to spread out to another area\emdash gleep\emdash and soil that one\emdash bleep\emdash as well.  Nleep.\rdblquote\par
 \tab He continued with, \ldblquote There is another organism on this planet\emdash gleep\emdash that follows the same pattern\emdash nleep.\rdblquote\par
 \tab\ldblquote What is it, Mlurb?\rdblquote\par
 \tab\ldblquote A virus.\rdblquote  Mlurb stated factly.  \ldblquote Human beings are a nurleep (a type of cancer) of this planet\emdash mleep\emdash they are a plague\emdash gleep.\rdblquote\par
 \tab Slurb nodded folding his tri-arms across his bulbous stomach stating,\par
 \tab\ldblquote And\emdash mleep\emdash we are the cure!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I have no sympathy for them\emdash kleep!\rdblquote  stated Slurb.\par
\tab\ldblquote Nor, I\emdash nleep!\rdblquote  said Glurb.\par
\tab The alienkins nodded, ate their rodentkin, and made stench.\par
\tab Mlurp the Mighty chuckled, \ldblquote How ridiculous\emdash gleep\emdash that we have given them so much\emdash bleep\emdash and they believe that they\emdash nleep\emdash THEY are the ones who\emdash nleep\emdash came up with the notion!  Gleep!  HA!  Bleep!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote It only\emdash kleep\emdash shows their inferiority\emdash nleep\emdash Mlurp.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote It shows their ineptness!  Mleep!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote We have been there\emdash gleep\emdash nurturing their societies\emdash bleep\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote And then we were\emdash bleep\emdash foolish to leave them be!  Kleep!\rdblquote\par
\tab Silence once more fell upon the alienkins.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, anyways\emdash nleep\emdash our little devices will end them\emdash bleep.\rdblquote\par
\tab Slurb chuckled\emdash followed by Glurb, Blurb, and Mlurb.\par
\tab\ldblquote I hope it wont take too long\emdash kleep.\rdblquote  said Blurb.\par
\tab\ldblquote With all the other destruction\emdash nleep\emdash they are immersed in?  Gleep!  I should think a short time\emdash mleep\emdash indeed.\rdblquote   Mlurb leaned forward spinning the controls that rotated the viewfinder.  \ldblquote They have\emdash bleep\emdash corrupted all that they see\emdash gleep.  Their land, air, waters, and\emdash nleep\emdash themselves most of all.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I have no pity for them\emdash nleep.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Nor, I\emdash mleep.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Death to humankin!\rdblquote  exclaimed Blurb.  He shot out one of his hands stretching out a glass of olosqueak.\par
\tab Glurb and Slurb joined in with Mlurb the mighty nodding but keeping his glass to himself.  \lquote Wars, famine, destruction of this and destruction of that\emdash corruption, inadequate caste systems, overpopulation\emdash all have not eliminated the humankin experiment.\rquote  He mused and drank his olosqueak,\par
\tab\lquote but a simple mind altering device!\rquote  he giggled to himself, released stench, and closed his eyed.  All the alienkin chuckled, ate their rodentkin and released stench.  \par
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\tab Further down on Hurtmebad Lane and Dmitri Tsugua was on his way (walking) to see his friend, Seth\emdash and he came upon yet another garage band.  A little younger and smaller group (with only one black participant!)  The garage door was open and Dmitri paused leaning against a sidewalk tree to listen.\par
\tab They weren\rquote t bad.\par
\tab They also weren\rquote t bad singers!\par
\tab The lead singer was a long blond haired girl\emdash really nice young body, good voice, wearing a multi layer of tops, an open boy\rquote s shirt with a multicolored tee-shirt and another one beneath that.  Lots of jewelry; necklaces and bracelets.  A different kind of \ldblquote jeans\rdblquote  with patches; peace signs and daisies.\par
\tab Playing a wearable keyboard was the group\rquote s only black player; but she was pretty, kinky hair reminiscent of 1970s afros\emdash but smaller.  Her favorite color was pink\emdash no, orange.  No, green.  No\emdash purple.  No\emdash\par
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\tab Playing electric guitar was a tall gal, kinky permed dirty blond hair, braces, large earrings so she could stand out more than she did with her tallness and kinky permed dirty blond hair.\par
\tab On drums was a white boy, typical fellow who grooved on beating something other than what was aching between his legs.  A nice looking fellow; good hair, good smile, an earring in his left ear.  Dim found himself strangely attracted to him\emdash his mind jarred back to Sam and watching the boy\rquote s lily white ass as he fucked his sister\emdash and Janet, and Melody, and Angie, and Vanessa, and LUCY!\par
\tab Focusing back to the lead singer, Dim adjusted himself saying softly \ldblquote invisible.\rdblquote   Then, checking the water in the gutter and seeing no reflection he proceeded up the drive checking the side mirror of a small compact sports car parked thereon.\par
\tab No reflection.\par
\tab The new nuance of having the powers of the EMAD suddenly imbued upon him\emdash in him was a little startling.  He didn\rquote t know how\emdash didn\rquote t know why.  But he had the powers of the EMAD IN HIM!  Awesome!\par
\tab At the opening of the garage he leaned against the edge; the kids were jamming and no need to interrupt right off.  They had a good beat, a decent song, good melody.  After their set,\par
\tab\lquote pick your ass.\rquote\par
\tab Stacey, the blond haired singer, dug at her delightful ass crack \ldblquote picking\rdblquote  her panties out of her crack.  She did so surreptitiously so as not to bring attention to herself.  It was a test.  There had been no hesitation.\par
\tab Twelve year old Denny, the drummer, stood leaning against a workbench gouging the heel of his hand to his aching-aching boner.\par
\tab\lquote turn around; rub your ass.\rquote\par
\tab Denny Hamshank \ldblquote turned around\rdblquote  and began rubbing his ass.\par
\tab Lori and Georgette saw him, giggled and blushed.\par
\tab\lquote rub your pussy!\rquote\par
\tab Georgette Gangplank stopped her giggling\emdash paused half a moment, blinked her eyes, cocked her head, then began gouging the heel of HER hand to her young sensitive pussy.\par
\tab Lori did likewise.\par
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\pard\tab There wasn\rquote t anyone home.  The sports car had something wrong with it and belonged to the brother of Stacey.  Stacey\rquote s parents both worked, it was midday and no one was due home for some time\emdash Stacey\rquote s brother, Stewart, was at work also.  Perfect.\par
\tab\lquote let\rquote s all go into the house.\rquote\par
\tab Stacey, Lori, Denny, and Georgette all filed into the house\emdash with Dmitri following\emdash his cock leading the way!  A week and days he had taken off since his trek in the mountains.  Being sodomized by the mountain creature had faded and the mishap with LUCY was also a memory.\par
\tab In the house the garage band gang was further directed to Stacey\rquote s bedroom.\par
\tab\lquote take off your clothes.\rquote\par
\tab And one by one (by one by one) they did so.\par
\tab Dim, too.\par
\tab Denny had a hard-on.\par
\tab Denny was a virgin.  He jerked off, humped his bed, humped his pillow, humped his hand religiously.  There were no desires to hump a fellow guy\emdash just girls.  All girls.  Any girl.  No thoughts of the naughty kind to girls younger than he, only girls his age and older.  Teen girls; cheerleaders especially!\par
\tab Stacey was months away from being thirteen but had a nice set of teenage titties just the same.  A braid run over the top of her punkin head to weave into the rest of her hair.  She smelled of apples!  She was a virgin and was not\emdash NOT fingering herself!  There was a mild curiosity about sex but she was more into fashion and music.  Sex was for later.\par
\tab Lori was also a virgin.\par
\tab Georgette was not a virgin.  NOT a virgin!  But not a slut, either.  A horny cousin she was having occasional sex with.  After midnight, in her backyard, his backyard, in her bedroom while folks were slaving away at work.  Five times so far, the last fuck session was three nights ago.  She handled his cock but nothing else\emdash not up the ass, between the tits, and definitely not in the mouth.\par
\tab\lquote suck his dick.\rquote  Dim commanded of Stacey to Denny.\par
\tab And while Stacey slurped on Denny\rquote s schlong, Lori serviced Dmitri while Georgette lay on Stacey\rquote s bed, legs open wide, fingering herself.  Dim smiled and went down on the young preteen eating her pussy out feeling a bit more of his old self.  The horrors and terrors of his days in the mountain, his encounter with Big Dickfoot would not be forgotten but could be quelled.\par
\tab A twelve year old\rquote s pussy was just the trick, too!\par
\tab The girl twisted, arched her back, and Dim drove his tongue into her delightful enticing sex.  Being a non-virgin made it easier for Dim\rquote s schlong to invade her without difficulty.  He slid into her and felt incredible sensations familiar and not so.  \ldblquote Oh yeah!\rdblquote  he exclaimed.  \ldblquote That\rquote s the stuff!\rdblquote\par
\tab For Stacey, he laid the girl across his lap (whilst she sucked on Denny\rquote s cock) and spanked her.  A curious delight there was in the disciplinarian deed; her ass was fairly white (but she had a good tan everywhere else.)  Dim landed a smack to her skin and felt a strange revitalization surging thru his loins.  He had spanked girls before, hard and very hard.  He had tortured girls, too!\par
\tab But some sort of strange new curiosity came over him\emdash he couldn\rquote t explain it.  For a moment, a brief instance there seemed to be a tug-of-war raging within him\emdash Good vs. Evil.  Briefly he knew what he was doing was wrong; illicit, immoral, corrupt, illegal.\par
\tab Then, as his hand made circles on the girl\rquote s ass\emdash there were feelings of the unnatural kind overwhelming everything\emdash superimposing sensational feelings he couldn\rquote t understand.  There was nothing really to do about it but to go with it.\par
\tab A daring finger went into Stacey\rquote s asshole.  Cum leaked from his cock pasting against her belly; he spanked her again\emdash and again\emdash and once more before the need to FUCK overtook him and he placed the girl on the bed and did so.\par
\tab Denny\rquote s dong was hard enough to hunt with.  Dim put him into fucking Lori.  Stacey\rquote s nipples hardened; her skin was soft, warm, a little sweaty.  His bone ached as it slid into her pussy.  He kissed her driving his tongue furiously into her mouth engulfing the whole of her mouth.  He moved only his hips; the rest of his body lay on the young girl with her breasts pressed nicely against his chest.\par
\tab He felt his cum surging thru his dick and the awareness left him numb.\par
\tab The black girl, Lori, who had a myriad of color schemes in clothing and attachments, drew Dim to \ldblquote fuck her brains out.\rdblquote   There was just something about her that after Denny got his rocks off in her pre-teen cunt\emdash Dim slammed his schlong into her rocketing himself into a plane of existence he didn\rquote t think possible.  \par
\tab There was little stamina left but Dmitri found enough to bugger Denny.\par
\tab Lori sucked his dick while Dim schlepped his way into the boy\rquote s turd hole.  Georgette and Stacey lay on the bed, legs dangling over, fingering themselves.  Had there been time Dim would have repeatedly enjoyed the garage band group.  But he felt odd\emdash he couldn\rquote t finger it or make any sense of it.  So,\par
\tab After a little mind manipulating having Stacey, Lori, Denny, and Georgette engage with one another sexually, Dim went home (forgetting to go on up the street to Seth\rquote s house.)\par
\tab That was ok\emdash Seth wasn\rquote t home anyways.  Here\rquote s why\emdash\par
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\tab Bonita Strangle was not amused with the new \ldblquote psychic\rdblquote  business opening up in town\emdash and too close to her own business!  She asked her son, Seth, to go investigate.  Seth obliged her.\par
\tab In the days after his own stint happenstance with his own garage band, Seth had finally gotten control of himself and his malfunctioning EMAD.  The minding device was still off-line but now it seemed as though the narly mind controls exclusively to the Device were within him!  How he didn\rquote t know; why\emdash also unknown.  But the powers that were specific to the mind altering gadget now seemed to be a part of him.  There was some correlation there\emdash some relationship between man and machine he did not understand.\par
\tab Regardless, he was still bugged by the occurrence but willing to let it be\emdash so far.  At some point in time he had to get a grip and uncover the WHY of what had happened.  He also wondered about long lasting effects\emdash for some hours he had been \ldblquote stuck\rdblquote  in invisible mode.  He felt that he was not all that in control of his faculties\emdash or the suddenly imbued EMAD!\par
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Funny thing happened on my way to the slime pit\par
\tab The EMAD still functioned, though.  This came to light one morning after returning back to \ldblquote visible\rdblquote  sight.  After studying the electronic mind altering device, shaking it, beating it against his desk\emdash the unit suddenly sprang back to life!  He shook it again holding it up to his ear but heard nothing loose inside.\par
\tab But could he put his trust in it?\par
\tab Did he still the EMAD\rquote s abilities?\par
\tab Let\rquote s find out!\par
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\tab The new \ldblquote psychic\rdblquote  business was in one of those mini malls; a store front business tucked in between a used book store and a used furniture store.  A new business opening caught Seth\rquote s eye; a combined business of a psychiatrist and a proctologist:  Analysis and Anal Cysts!\par
\tab That was ok, the newly opened store front church had their sandwich board sign out on the walkway:  In your right hand there are pleasures forever\emdash PS 16.\par
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\pard\tab Seth firstly checked out the outside of the new psychic store.  A few gaudy signs proclaiming \ldblquote future\rdblquote  readings, soul searching, mind cleansing.  Seth entered the \ldblquote store\rdblquote ; visible.  The time of day was late afternoon, close to closing time.  Two women ran the psychic operation\emdash and cums to find out\emdash the large woman decked out in layers of baubles, beads, bracelets, and a loud muumuu was Delaney\rquote s Mom!  \par
\tab The other woman was less outlandish; a simple knee length deep purple dress with large flowers all over it.  She was very slender, reeked of perfume (but not as much as Delaney\rquote s Mom, Wanda!  She was also Asian.\par
\tab The \ldblquote store\rdblquote  was small, a few pictures on the walls, mostly posters promoting the business.  A counter, huge potted plants, a \ldblquote waiting\rdblquote  chair, and not much else\emdash there wasn\rquote t room!  The \ldblquote business\rdblquote  was conducted in a backroom behind a beaded door.  No \ldblquote customers\rdblquote  were in and the ladies were readying to close up.\par
\tab\lquote You don\rquote t want to do business here.\rquote\par
\tab Wanda High turned to look at him strangely.\par
\tab Seth knew \ldblquote the jig was up.\rdblquote   He didn\rquote t panic but panic was an option.\par
\tab The Asian woman, Belinda Wophat, asked something or said something\emdash Seth was too occupied with Wanda the Mystic.  \par
\tab\lquote Your business is a fraud.\rquote\par
\tab Wanda glared at him.\par
\tab This wasn\rquote t working\emdash new tactic.  Seth backed out of the establishment and down to the end of the block, around the corner into an alcove where he got a grip on himself and said lowly\emdash\ldblquote invisible.\rdblquote\par
\tab Then, checking himself in the side mirror of a nearby parked car (and seeing that there was no reflection) \ldblquote Let\rquote s try this again.\rdblquote  He had more confidence and more certainty\emdash but still there was a lingering doubt.  There always is\'85\par
\tab A man and a little girl were walking down the sidewalk; the man seemed to ignore Seth but the little girl smiled at him and said \ldblquote Hello!\rdblquote\par
\tab Seth closed his eyes and clenched his fists.\par
\tab In the store front window of the furniture store, though\emdash there was NO REFLECTION!  But yet, the little girl seemed to be able to see him regardless!\par
\tab Frustrating.\par
\tab No matter\emdash he proceeded and re-entered Mystic Wanda\rquote s psychic emporium.  \par
\tab The two women were chatting; Mystic Wanda was behind the counter yap-yap-yapping, scribbling on an appointment pad, making noise with all that jewelry she had every time she made a move.  The Chinese woman sat in a lavender chair with a deep cherry wood frame, short back.  Her legs were cross over and she thumbed thru a glossy magazine\emdash and didn\rquote t look up when Seth entered.\par
\tab Wanda did, though\emdash the opening of the door was the trigger.\par
\tab Seth held fast where he stood; Belinda looked up to the door, then to Wanda, then back to her book and babbled something\emdash Seth did not hear what she was babbling as his attention was on Wanda.\par
\tab Wanda stared and stared\emdash seemingly staring thru Seth!\par
\tab\ldblquote Belinda!\rdblquote  said Wanda, \ldblquote Do you see someone here?\rdblquote\par
\tab The Asian chick looked up, looked around, then shook her head, \ldblquote No.\rdblquote  in a long drawn out fashion adding, \ldblquote Do you?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m\emdash I\rquote m not sure.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote You do NOT see me!\rquote\par
\tab Wanda High reared her head back.  \ldblquote He\rquote s speaking to me!\rdblquote\par
\tab This was a little alarming.\par
\tab And speaking of \ldblquote alarm\rdblquote ; out the corner of his eye was a small blinking light behind one of the potted plants by the door in the corner\emdash an EMAD in USE detector!  Wanda, though, didn\rquote t seem to see it\emdash and you couldn\rquote t see it \lquote cause of the potted plant in the way (only if you were looking for it and stood in the right spot in the small room.)\par
\tab Seth noted that his EMAD was \ldblquote working.\rdblquote\par
\tab Great\emdash only adding to his confusion.  Was he imbued with mind altering powers or not?  How did the EMAD play into this phenom?  Was he going crazy?  Maybe he needed psychic help!  No, maybe it was the other \ldblquote p\rdblquote  word\emdash psychiatry.\par
\tab Whatever\emdash the jig was proverbially up.  Wanda came marching around the counter right at him.  Seth backed up and tried waylaying her with his mind\emdash\par
\tab\lquote BEHAVE!\rquote\par
\tab Wanda did suddenly stop.\par
\tab Seth was stunned\emdash on top of being ultra confused.\par
\tab Belinda stood up, \ldblquote Wanda?\rdblquote  she asked curiously.\par
\tab Seth shot her a hard look as well.  Normally the EMAD did its magic and how it did it Seth wasn\rquote t sure.  The machine \ldblquote overwhelmed\rdblquote  the Subject electronically\emdash Seth didn\rquote t have that exact ability and wasn\rquote t sure how to do it or exactly how to proceed.\par
\tab For the moment, Wanda the Mystic was \ldblquote stunned.\rdblquote\par
\tab Seth trained his attention to Belinda Wophat.\par
\tab\lquote Calm\emdash be calm\emdash be at ease.\rquote  Seth said tranquilly as possible.\par
\tab Belinda looked to him strangely, cocking her head, wrinkling her brow.\par
\tab Seth determined that there was not as much cohesion of minds as he hoped.\par
\tab He waited.\par
\tab And waited.\par
\tab And then waited some more.\par
\tab Neither Wanda or Belinda moved, spoke, blinked their eyes, or did anything to indicate that they were \ldblquote aware\rdblquote .  Seth waited a few more minutes\emdash then,\par
\tab\lquote Take off your clothes.\rquote\par
\tab There were rivets of sweat trickling down the back of his neck\emdash his attention was to Belinda and sure as shit wasn\rquote t for Wanda!  Thankfully, it was the skinny Asian who slipped off her skin tight dress.  She wore dark purple panties and a light purple bra.  Once she was nude, Seth embraced her, cupped her ass, eyed Wanda, then laid the Asian down onto the floor.\par
\tab The door to the business had a long privacy shade, Seth pulled it down and then locked the door before undressing himself.  His cock was damn hard and there was still a bit of wonder and fear dare he admit racing thru him.  Dismissing the \ldblquote fear\rdblquote  aspect he went down on the 30-something year old woman eating out her pussy before slipping into her his magnificent hard cock.\par
\tab It was a odd thing to be boning the woman while people outside the store walked by.  With the door shade drawn he could only see their ankles.  He found it amusing and continued on with his work. \par
\tab That was until Wanda the Psychic \ldblquote came around.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote WHAT THE HELL!?\rdblquote  she screamed suddenly.\par
\tab Seth jumped up yelling back \ldblquote BEHAVE!\rdblquote  but Wanda would have none of that and charged the naked almost adult naked male.  Seth couldn\rquote t get out of the way in time and was grappled.  The woman was a BIG woman\emdash short and large\emdash XXX large.  After wrapping her arms around Seth they went barreling over the naked Belinda and crashed into the wall.  Luckily the wall was made of sound stuff and held\emdash the pictures on the wall shook, though.\par
\tab Seth tried \ldblquote kneeing\rdblquote  the Psychic but that only worked on guys.\par
\tab Wanda grabbed Seth by the ears and flung him to the floor\emdash where he crumbled onto Belinda.  Belinda, though, strangely\emdash remained mindless.  Wanda kicked Seth in the ass\emdash aiming for his balls but missed.  Seth rolled over and came up with his minding alter machine.\par
\tab Wanda was zapped and temporarily held in suspension.\par
\tab But the lights on the EMAD were flickering\emdash all in yellow and red.  No green.  The dial indicators fluctuated all over and hardly any \ldblquote activity\rdblquote  of connectivity was shown on the brain wave pattern display\emdash meaning that there was little electronic overwhelming being done at all.\par
\tab Not good.\par
\tab Then, on the sidebar menu where the Operator of the EMAD could select a pre-programmed act\emdash STOP  SIT DOWN  NAME?  Q&A (with sub mini menu) and a list of other \ldblquote commands\rdblquote  for the Subject to adhere to, was the message:\par
\tab\ldblquote Transfer Complete\rdblquote\par
\tab Transfer complete?  What the hell did that mean?\par
\tab The EMAD then went off-line.  No lights, no dial indicators, no brain wave patterns.  Nothing.  Silence.  Seth rolled his eyes to Wanda\emdash\par
\tab Wanda\rquote s eyes rolled to him\emdash the look on her face was not good.\par
\tab\ldblquote Try that electronic magic shit on me!\rdblquote  she shouted and came unglued charging the bewildered Seth once more.  Belinda remained naked on the floor unaware of the happening around her (above her.)\tab\par
\tab Seth feigned right and rolled left but was brushed by the big woman anyways.  He tripped over Belinda and in a panic to save himself narrowly avoided being impaled by the sharp corner of an ornate Chinese end table as he went toppling down.  Wanda whirled upon growling.\par
\tab Seth grabbed an ornate Chinese ashtray and as the mighty big woman grabbed him\emdash he clunked the glass ashtray to Wanda\rquote s temple.  The ashtray had four sharp points, was green with mixed greenish colors.   A bit of blood spurted out and the woman was stunned.   Her eyes rolled backwards and she began to jerk and then twitch all over.\par
\tab She still clutched Seth; he wrenched himself from her clenching hands and backed up against the wall.  Blood spurted still out of the woman\rquote s temple\emdash then she fell to the floor in a heap.  \par
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\tab\ldblquote SHIT!\rdblquote  Seth yelled.  His panic was something he was not used to.\par
\tab The EMAD he picked up and then threw it to the back wall behind the counter.  A large pool of blood formed on the floor; it was a quarter after five, and Seth Strangle was experiencing feelings he had not experienced before.  He didn\rquote t like the panic feeling\emdash not in the least.\par
\tab He did finally let out a deep sigh and try to rethink his situation.  One; grab the ashtray\emdash evidence.  Two, the EMAD.  Three, use the cleaning products behind the counter to wipe off \ldblquote prints\rdblquote  on the door handle\emdash and then everywhere else.  Then he got dressed and knelt down to the mindless Belinda Wophat whispering,\par
\tab\ldblquote Forget.\rdblquote\par
\tab Then he moseyed out the backdoor dropping the ashtray into the nearby dumpster.  He was bugged beyond being bugged by what had happened.  It didn\rquote t suit him\emdash not at all.\par
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\tab In the alley, after calming down and dealing with the countless emotions he was not accustomed with\emdash Seth set his attention on two young peoples.  One of the young peoples was traipsing on the daring venture of \ldblquote copping a feel.\rdblquote   Being copped a feel of was a girl about a year younger than the one copping the feel\emdash which is far better than feeling a cop!\par
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\pard\tab Anyways, the one doing the feeling was fourteen year old Charles James (CJ) and the one being copped was Jessica Rightred.  They were behind a small trashed lot behind the storefront church.  The boy was the son of the preacher who preached in the storefront church.\par
\tab Seth\rquote s mind was still filled with Wanda and Belinda\emdash especially Wanda the Psyhic\emdash Wanda the DEAD Psychic.  The investigators were going to have a time with this one\emdash a dead psychic and a mindless naked psychic.  What had happened?\par
\tab There were, of course, pesky security cameras on the outside of the store\emdash and then everywhere else.  Seth wondered about those\emdash he had been invisible (he hoped) but did the invisibility trick do enough to fool security cameras?\par
\tab\lquote Undo your pants.\rquote\par
\tab The girl, Jessica, undone the brass clasp of her brown jeans.  This gave horndog CJ the apparent go ahead to slip his hands down inside her jeans\emdash inside her panties.  It was broad daylight, midsummer type time\emdash a quarter to six so there was lots of daylight left.  But in the alley the two could enjoy their shenanigans in relative security. \par
\tab The area was not \ldblquote rundown\rdblquote  or even redneck-like; but it was a mix of low-income and low-medium income.  Huge old-old trees lines the alley on both sides, tall fencing covered with dead and living ivy, some abandoned cars, various debris in the way of household items\emdash washing machines, sofas, beds, that sort.\par
\tab Unless a car came down the alley\emdash the two horny teens were relative secure.\par
\tab The girl turned around and the two began kissing.  Jessica was a whole head shorter than CJ.  No matter, they managed to kiss anyways.  CJ\emdash on his own, copped a good feel of the girl\rquote s ass.  Seth had no input on the deal\emdash his mind was still mostly on the recent event in his life.\par
\tab\lquote Go behind the shed.\rquote  Seth minded to them; there was an old-old crappy shed in the lot behind the church\emdash the lot was overgrown with grass, weeds, old engines, more washing machines.  Holding one of Jessica\rquote s hands (the other Jessica hand holding up her undone pants) CJ led the girl to the shed.  Seth (apparently invisible as he desired) followed.\par
\tab He still wasn\rquote t himself\emdash and didn\rquote t rightly know if he ever would be.\par
\tab In the tool shed, more kissing.  Then,\par
\tab On her own (maybe) Jessica went down to her knees and worked out of CJ\rquote s off-beige pants his cock.  It was significantly hard.  The girl lovingly stroked it, waggled it, then kissed it!  Seth had thought of having the girl do those things, but he wasn\rquote t sure if whether or not he had sent the message or not.  He was getting confused\emdash which was another facet of emotions he wasn\rquote t comfortable with.\par
\tab Jessica began sucking CJs dick.  She sucked and sucked and sucked; worked the cock\emdash worked the cock\emdash worked the cock until such time as there was an explosion of the cummy kind.\par
\tab Apparently, Jessica had \ldblquote worked a cock\rdblquote  before and had gotten a face full of cum as a prize.  She giggled; CJ blushed.  Then, seemingly on her own, Jessica rubbed CJ\rquote s schlong all over her cum strewn face before re-sucking with the added touch of slurping on his fuzzy nuggets.\par
\tab Was Seth having any effect on the two?\par
\tab\lquote Take\emdash take your clothes off.\rquote  he minded to the girl.\par
\tab Surprisingly, the girl stood and stripped off her clothes!\par
\tab So did CJ.\par
\tab But still\emdash Seth wasn\rquote t convinced he was having a say in their doing.\par
\tab CJ went down on the girl\emdash without Seth\rquote s input to do so.  The naked Jessica wiggled, giggled, and peed!  CJ was amused by sudden urine splash\emdash Seth was bemused.  And one thing\emdash neither teen seemed to be \ldblquote aware\rdblquote  of Seth\rquote s presence (and he was right there!)\par
\tab After getting the girl to the point of whereas she was starting to scream, CJ mounted the girl and plunged his unwrapped schlong into her sex.  Neither teen was a virgin.  \par
\tab CJ went four minutes before cumming off.  His cock was still mighty hard, so; Seth had the girl get on her hands and knees and while CJ shoved his fuck stick into her asshole for another four minute fuck\emdash she sucked on Seth!\par
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How much for your morals?\par
\tab Still not convinced that the powers of his EMAD had somehow been transferred into him\emdash Seth sought absolute resolve.  And it came by way of crookery\emdash or thievery whichever how you take it.  (and he took it!)  After leaving CJ and Jessica and the alley, Seth came back out to the front sidewalk and was all the way down to the end where a small grocery store was anchored.  There, an armored truck was stopped and a delivery fellow was at the backdoor readying to place inside his parcel.\par
\tab The hour was late\emdash most businesses in the area were closed; just the grocery store and the pizza place next to it were in operation; and the small drive-in across the street occupying space on its own.  Seth didn\rquote t even think about security; it was,\par
\tab\lquote Hand over the bag.\rquote\par
\tab And with \ldblquote bag\rdblquote  in hand he ducked down the small access way between the grocery store and pizza joint to the shared alley\emdash and back down to the tool shed where CJ and Jessica had been.  They weren\rquote t there\emdash they were in their church that was in progress.\par
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\pard\tab Seth took a breath\emdash his mind was in uproar with a million thoughts and distorted emotions.  In the large leather pouch?  Wrapped stacks of money\emdash profits from the grocery store destined for sorting and then accounting and banking.  Having the bag assured Seth that his minding abilities had worked\emdash no security guard would just \ldblquote hand over\rdblquote  a money bag.\par
\tab Lots of money inside.  Lots.\par
\tab Seth fondled the stacks; 20s, 50s, and 100s mostly.  A lot of cash.\par
\tab Seth, though, had no use for cash.  A little, sure, but ever since coming to have mind altering powers (in the way of the EMAD) he was not interested in being a bank robber.  There were those who had EMADs and they WERE bank robbers\emdash some were successful.  But that venture wasn\rquote t for Seth Strangle.\par
\tab Finding a plastic bag (from the grocery store no less) Seth emptied the contents of the pouch then hid the pouch behind the wooden counter in the tool shed.  Another plastic bag was acquired and then\emdash\par
\tab Sexual exploitation of children workshop Thur 7PM (so the sign said ouot front of the store front church).  Seth was bemused by the sign and paused to linger just outside the open doors.  There was a small foyer that was partially closed off by a partition.  Inside there was singing then some preaching.\par
\tab Seth wasn\rquote t much into the preaching\emdash or any preaching.  Seth wasn\rquote t sure of a \ldblquote higher power\rdblquote ; but he wasn\rquote t dismissing the notion, either.\par
\tab As he listened, a car pulled up to the psychic business, and \ldblquote Delaney\rdblquote  got out with several others.  They all banged their fists on the door and someone went around to the back.\par
\tab\ldblquote How much for your morals?\rdblquote  asked the preacher (from inside.)\par
\tab Seth found that statement amusing.  He missed most of the preacher\rquote s preaching due to the increased activity at the psychic store but he caught a few statements that gave Seth pause to wonder.  Although someone, or a family, may be sound in their morality\emdash there was price that could unravel that moral fiber.  The Devil was fishing, casting out a line and reeling in moral turpitude in droves!\par
\tab Of course, the EMADs the aliens had dolled out to the humankin had a play in that corruption.  But even so, even without the corruption of the electronic mind altering devices\emdash humans could be swayed by as much as\emdash\par
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\tab Subject One was moderately pretty; blond hair in a long ponytail, happy-go-lucky, popular, nice butt.  Subject Two was her bratty brother.  Subject One was surrounded by a few other tasty Subjects but Seth dismissed them and settled on the one who had the bratty brother.\par
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\pard\tab The hour was late; the store front church had let out and there was the customary chit-chat afterwards.  There was the customary brother/sister relationship observed giving Seth insight that neither sibling were sexually active with the other.  It was doubtful (although possible) that neither sibling were sexual active at all!\par
\tab Next door and police had arrived at the Psychic Wanda\rquote s Psychic Emporium drawing the small crowd from the church.  Although curious, the adults of the church ushered their children away.  Seth kept tabs on his subjects, Clarissa and pesky brother Jason\emdash they lived nearby and walked home.  Seth followed.\par
\tab The walk was a short one, two blocks down to moderate income neighborhoods.  The Gnarlrad house was a two-story home; two cars, nice yard, big eucalyptus tree as a focal point in the front yard.  The topic of discussion was topic the preacher had been preaching\emdash\ldblquote morals\rdblquote .  Morals and morality; EMADs, corrupt society, apocalyptic happenings\emdash happening and so on and so forth.  The degradation of society; how easily Peoples were willing to forgo their morals for a bit of pleasure\emdash in the form of money, success, sex, and other perversions not overly welcomed in modern day society.\par
\tab Clarissa and Jason jabbed each other and were not a part of their parents\rquote  conversation.  Marshall and Janet entered the house continuing their discussion with one particular statement made by the Daddy Parent:  \ldblquote I would not sell out for pleasure!\rdblquote  No amount of money, gift, or success could warp Mr. Gnarlrad into tossing away his morals for pleasure.\par
\tab His wife, Janet, agreed\emdash and was glad to hear her husband\rquote s decree.\par
\tab Seth wondered.\par
\tab The parental units merged to the kitchen where they indulged in coffee and more deep philosophical conversation.  Seth followed the children.  As Clarissa bounded up the stairs\emdash was Jason watching her tight-tight ass?  Seth was.  He was beginning to feel more himself.  There was an alcove where the stairs turned half way up\emdash in the alcove was a large potted plant, a tiki bust, and a mirror.\par
\tab Seth was still invisible.\par
\tab Clarissa went into the bathroom; Jason made for his bedroom.\par
\tab\lquote Open the door.\rquote  Seth minded strongly.\par
\tab He was mildly surprised when the bathroom door DID open.\par
\tab Clarissa stood therein clutching her pants (and panties).  She seemed confused and peered out into the hall.\par
\tab\lquote Go back to your business.\rquote  Seth cooed.\par
\tab Clarissa returned to her business\emdash which was peeing.\par
\tab And farting.\par
\tab As she sat on the toilet; Seth whipped out his cock and gently guided it into the teen\rquote s mouth.\par
\tab\lquote Suck cock before?\rquote\par
\tab Surprisingly, \ldblquote YES!\rdblquote  was the answer.\par
\tab\lquote Ever suck your BROTHER\rquote S cock?\rquote\par
\tab EWEWEWE!\par
\tab\lquote Would you ever suck your brother\rquote s cock?\rquote\par
\tab EWEWEWE!\par
\tab Seth guided the girl\rquote s head with his hand to the back of her head; she was a lovely girl.  That long blond ponytail was nice, good clean skin, perfect teeth, enunciated her words well, had a nice-nice body.\par
\tab\lquote Would you consider sex with your brother\emdash for a hundred dollars?\rquote\par
\tab Clarissa reared her head back\emdash Seth humped her sweet face cinching his balls up against her nostrils.\par
\tab No was the answer.\par
\tab Seth upped the ante\emdash\lquote Five hundred dollars?\rquote\par
\tab Still ewewe.\par
\tab\lquote A thousand dollars?\rquote\par
\tab Not so much ewewe.  The girl paused and actually thought\emdash actually thought of contemplating SEX with her brother!\par
\tab The ante was upped again, \lquote TWO thousand dollars!\rquote\par
\tab No more \ldblquote ewewe\rdblquote  but serious consideration.\par
\tab\lquote FIVE THOUSAND DOLLARS!\rquote  final offer.\par
\tab Clarissa nodded her sweet head\emdash\lquote yeah, for FIVE THOUSAND DOLLARS\rquote  she would have SEX with her icky bratty brother.\par
\tab But first!\par
\tab Laying the girl out on the bathroom floor Seth stripped off her clothes, fingered her pussy, then inserted his aching cock.  He thought of Belinda Wophat\emdash that had been some good pussy.  (and in case you\rquote re wondering; NO, the demise of Wanda the Mystic did not count on Seth\rquote s Strangle List\emdash Wanda was not demised by \ldblquote strangulation.\rdblquote )\par
\tab Morals could be bought.\par
\tab Everyone had a price.\par
\tab Now, whether or not the girl would actually go thru with the deed remained to be seen.  Seth helped that notion along while he fucked her \lquote you WANT to have sex with your brother\emdash for five thousand dollars\rquote  along with \lquote you WANT to suck your brother\rquote s cock\rquote  and \lquote you want your brother to spank you, shave your cunt, pee on your pussy!\rquote\par
\tab These thoughts, those notions, all put Seth into serious orgasmic bliss and he delivered a very copious amount of love cream.  He virtually melted thereafter but managed to keep awake and fondle the girl\rquote s very nice fourteen year old titties.\par
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\pard\tab\lquote Open the door.\rquote\par
\tab A moment elapsed, then another\emdash then,\par
\tab The door of Jason James Gnarlred marked with signage of KEEP OUT!  WARNING!  DANGEROUS ANIMALS INSIDE!  ENTER AT OWN RISK! finally opened and there stood a naked Jason James Gnarlred\emdash with a hard-on.\par
\tab Seth made entry.\par
\tab On the boy\rquote s bed was a crumbled pair of panties!\par
\tab Cum stains were on the panties.\par
\tab Seth deermined that the soiled undies were of his sister\rquote s!\par
\tab Hmmm\par
\tab\lquote Would you like to FUCK your sister?\rquote\par
\tab Not so much as \ldblquote ewewe\rdblquote  but \ldblquote yuck!\rdblquote   however, snagging his sister\rquote s panties was just for self-pleasuring measures and no reflection of actually engaging immorally (or incestuously) with her.  Under admission, though, it was learned that the boy DID sneak looks at his sister\emdash whilst she was naked, changing clothes, fingering herself, that sort.  But only because she was a GIRL and not his sister.  The young boy just wanted a visual aid.\par
\tab For five hundred dollars would he screw his sister?\par
\tab No.\par
\tab For one thousand dollars would he screw his sister?\par
\tab Uh\emdash uhm\emdash no.\par
\tab For FIVE THOSAND DOLLARS?  same question.\par
\tab Jason paused.  Blinked his eyes\emdash and slowly began stroking himself.\par
\tab Jason also had a pair of his MOM\rquote s underwear!\par
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\tab After sodomizing the young thirteen year old Jason and watching him hump his bed\emdash his ever hard cock seriously fucking the basic white panties of his sister\rquote s, Seth slipped out to contemplate his next move.  Jason and Clarissa were an interesting pair\emdash Clarissa was an avid masturbator; she had fondled a young boy in her charge AND gotten him to fuck her!\par
\tab Jason had fingered their young cousin.\par
\tab Clarissa liked easing candlesticks up her butt (just to get an idea of what sodomy was all about.)  Jason liked to spank himself (and also shove \ldblquote things\rdblquote  up his arse\emdash golf club handle, screwdriver handle, anything (and everything) round (and ridged).\par
\tab In the kitchen, Marshall and wife Janet were kissing.\par
\tab Conversation about morals had been concluded and it was down to the business of \ldblquote making out.\rdblquote   Marshall and Janet were products from the hippie days of the \lquote 60s.  They had grown and matured but there was still a part of them that was \ldblquote hippie.\rdblquote\par
\tab They very nearly went \ldblquote all the way\rdblquote  right there in the kitchen.\par
\tab Seth remained invisible to sight AND still naked!\par
\tab Marshall Gnarlred\rquote s hands went all over his hot wife; a tall long haired blond woman, slender build, nice gazabas.   She made a lot of noise (but muffled as her husband\rquote s mouth engulfed hers.)  Soon and Janet had her husband\rquote s cock in hand.  Marshall expertly had off his wife\rquote s blouse AND bra!\par
\tab Seth was in a bit of awe at the two\rquote s antics.  Were they the typical American family\emdash or British, or Irish, German, Austrian?  The two were \ldblquote hot and heavy\rdblquote  into their frolicking\emdash and soon were butt bare ass naked!  Hurriedly they got out of their clothes and did so right there so fuck.\par
\tab On the heavy 1970s kitchen table Janet positioned herself and horny horndog Marshall went down on her.  Janet continued to make noise\emdash now, with her mouth free to express her feelings she expressed her feelings in the way of moans and groans, \ldblquote Yes!\rdblquote  and \ldblquote Ooooooh!\rdblquote  and \ldblquote My GOD!\rdblquote\par
\tab And that was just with Marshall\rquote s tongue!\par
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\tab As Marshall put his tool into Janet\rquote s cunt,\par
\tab\lquote Would you consider\emdash screwing your daughter?\rquote\par
\tab No \ldblquote ewewe\rdblquote  but a bit of a pause.  Then, \ldblquote No.\rdblquote  he said aloud.\par
\tab Janet said \ldblquote No?  No what?\rdblquote\par
\tab Marshall didn\rquote t answer\emdash he was busy.\par
\tab\lquote Don\rquote t worry about it.\rquote  Seth cooed to Janet soothing her and putting her at ease.  Janet didn\rquote t butt in any further.\par
\tab\lquote Would a thousand dollars change your mind?\rquote\par
\tab Marshall worked as an architect and made decent money\emdash so to give up his morals for a paltry sum of $1,000 wasn\rquote t going to be enough.\par
\tab\lquote Would you like to see your daughter\emdash naked?\rquote\par
\tab Marshall fucking slowed as he deeply thought of his daughter Clarissa\emdash naked.  It had been awhile since he had last seen his daughter Clarissa\emdash naked.\par
\tab\lquote Would you like to see your daughter\emdash masturbating?\rquote\par
\tab The images of his teenage daughter laying naked on her bed\emdash fingering herself filled Marshall\rquote s mind.  His cock powerfully began to thrust and deliver a bountiful amount of love cream.\par
\tab\lquote Would you screw your willing daughter for five thousand dollars?\rquote\par
\tab Marshall cocked his head, mouth open agape, mind full of ah.\par
\tab True answer\emdash maybe.\par
\tab\lquote Ten thousand?\rquote\par
\tab Marshall\rquote s eyes blinked his eyes\emdash he couldn\rquote t believe it (the question) but\emdash yeah\emdash yeah, sure\emdash for TEN THOUSAND dollars, the Christian man with normally high morals would have SEX with his fourteen year old daughter.\par
\tab\lquote Stay.\rquote  Seth told Janet as a dumfounded Marshall wandered off to the upstairs bathroom in their bedroom.  Seth, meanwhile, looked over the naked sweaty woman and eased into her womanhood his teenhood.\par
\tab Janet moaned, arched her back, and gleefully accepted the teenager\rquote s cock.\par
\tab As Seth fucked her, \lquote Would you have sex with your son\emdash for a thousand dollars?\rquote\par
\tab Not No but HELL NO!\par
\tab She was very resolute in her morals.  But everyone has a price\emdash even those with determined fibers of the moral kind.  Janet\rquote s price was as with her husband\rquote s, Ten Thousand dollars.\par
\tab Seth gave her a delicious cum wash then sent her upstairs.\par
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\tab Once more and Jason James was hard at being a horny teenager\emdash screwing the panties on his bed.  He also was spanking himself\emdash AND\emdash AND there was a screwdriver handle IN HIS ASSHOLE!  OH!  Seth\rquote s cock was still reeling from the dramatic cunt fucking of the boy\rquote s mother\emdash so, he had the boy suck him.\par
\tab Then, once the screwdriver was removed\emdash Seth sodomized the boy AND spanked him while doing so.  The screwdriver was a typical household device with a plastic yellow handle having ridges.  The handle was approximately six inches and young Jason enjoyed sodomizing himself with it inserting the whole handle then walking around his room with it impaled into his hole!\par
\tab Clarissa, in her room, furiously fingered her cunt.  She also spanked herself, rolled over onto her stomach snaking her hand under her to \ldblquote get after it\rdblquote  and occasionally gave her ass a swat.  She was in a bad way.  Other than sex with the little boy under her care she had gotten laid by a handsome-handsome fella on the soccer team at the high school.  Just once.  No blow, no up the ass, but a lot of titty feeling.  She DID fondle his cock; they kissed, and fucked once in the backseat of his hot muscle car.\par
\tab Seth made love to the horny teen; spanked her, then began working on her mind\emdash\lquote Let your brother fuck you.\rquote\par
\tab Clarissa made a frown and wasn\rquote t so set on \ldblquote letting her brother fuck her\rdblquote  but Seth persisted and insisted.  Also,\par
\tab\lquote Let your brother shave your pussy.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Let your brother fuck your asshole.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Let your brother cum in your mouth.\rquote\par
\tab Clarissa\rquote s hot teen body enthralled Seth\emdash he rode her good and delivered a nice load of pent up cum DEEP into her interior.  The release was fantastic; there were a multitude of feelings all cumulating to a point situated at the tip of his dick.  A thousand feelings like pins pricking tantalized his body from his curled toes to his hair.\par
\tab Seth\rquote s hair\emdash it was coarse black, thick, and pulled back to a ponytail.  As he boned Clarissa he let the ponytail go\emdash he felt different but wasn\rquote t sure why.  Then he didn\rquote t care and not even a minute after filling the girl\rquote s pussy with his ball juice he was screwing her hard again!\par
\tab He had cum in Janet\rquote s cunt, fucked her son\rquote s ass, fucked Clarissa once on the bathroom floor, and was doing her TWICE in succession on her bed!  His cock was incredible!  There was immeasurable stamina for his wang\emdash his body, though, was tiring.\par
\tab Rolling over he sought sleep and was not denied sleeping for a couple of hours before awakening with a start.  For a couple of minutes he lay still letting his mind reset.  When he figured out he wasn\rquote t in his own room he sighed and sat up.  Beside him and Clarissa slept soundly, naked, but soundly.\par
\tab After patting her ass to awaken her he guided her to the shower\emdash then put her on temporary hold while he fetched her very horny brother.  Then, the three of them took a shower.  Seth\rquote s cock was a little shagged out but was hard enough to jam itself up into Clarissa\rquote s tight shit hole.\par
\tab Afterwards, Jason shaved Clarissa\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab Then he fucked it.\par
\tab Seth was totally enchanted; there was a curious fascination that was gripping as the young Jason lay atop his sister gliding his virgin cock into her sex.  It would be an act that would be repeated\emdash daily.\par
\tab\lquote You\rquote ll FUCK your sister\rquote s cunt once every other day\rquote  Seth declared; \lquote and on the days you aren\rquote t fucking her pussy\emdash you\rquote ll fuck her asshole!\rquote  and once a day he would be in her mouth!\par
\tab And once a day they would shower together.\par
\tab Once a month and Jason would shave Clarissa\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab Once every other day\emdash Jason would SPANK his sister\rquote s ass\emdash on the day that he was fucking it.  On the days he was not in her ass but her pussy SHE would spank him!  OH!\par
\tab After the bathroom escapade\emdash back to bed for more sleeping.\par
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\tab Marshall still had some doubts, reservations about having sex with his teenage daughter.  He had no doubts or reservations about having sex with his teenage daughter\rquote s friends.  If given the opportunity\emdash yeah, he\rquote d put his bone into any one of his daughter\rquote s friends.\par
\tab But his own daughter? No.  That\emdash that just wasn\rquote t a happening.\par
\tab Seth had to reinsert the notion of MONEY and a WILLING daughter.\par
\tab For Clarissa\emdash ten grand would get her to lay down with her Dad.  But it was still creepy and she didn\rquote t really think it would ever happen.  Seth spent hours rewiring the family wearing himself out in the process.\par
\tab In the end, though,\par
\tab There was Marshall on Clarissa\rquote s bed screwing her brains out.  Seth stood behind watching getting off more and more.  His cock was amazing and almost ever the hard hard-on.  His balls tingled, his asshole puckered even!  There was some kind of odd joy watching a sex act in progress.\par
\tab Marshall had come into his daughter\rquote s room just before noon\emdash naked.\par
\tab Clarissa was already naked and freshly fucked (by Jason and Seth.)  Marshall had watched his son and daughter fucking but it was alright\emdash it was the new norm for the Gnarlrad family.  After Seth got his turn, Clarissa went to her Daddy\rquote s cock sucking serious life into it.\par
\tab Marshall rocked on the balls of his feet; eyes rolled back in his head, mouth undulating, mind in uproarious uproar.  Those feelings did not compare to actually stuffing his child\rquote s cunt with his cock, though.  Clarissa wrapped her legs about her Daddy\rquote s waist and the two engaged in a fantastic fuck fest.\par
\tab Seth watched for another minute then went on to help Jason and Janet.\par
\tab Seth, of course, took first dibs.  After Jason shaved his Mom\rquote s cunt in the master bath, Seth fucked the woman while she sucked on her son\rquote s pinkish cock.  Clarissa had very nice blond hair\emdash strawberry blond.  Her Mom had straight blond hair while the Daddy had jet black hair.  Jason James had flaming red hair; freckles adorned his face and his cock was very pinkish.\par
\tab After Seth got his nuts off Janet guided her son into position and once more Seth was enamored watching a sex act in progress.  Of course, the illicitness of the sex act was also the rub.\par
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\tab There was something about screwing a woman.  Boning a teenager was one thing\emdash and Seth loved doing that.  But of late, Belinda Wophat and Janet had really given his cock a reason to live.  Janet moreso cause he had more time to do her and not be interrupted.  \par
\tab After giving Janet Gnarlred one more good intense fuck\emdash he gave the family Gnarlred one more final rewiring.  Janet would suck her husband and son once a day; Clarissa would suck her brother and Daddy\emdash once a day.  Marshall would fuck Clarissa once every OTHER day\emdash then bone her asshole the other days.  Jason would screw his sister\rquote s cunt on the days his Dad was boning her asshole.\par
\tab Seth was pleased with his misdoings; he showered, spanked Clarissa and Janet, then put all the money from the armored car bag on the kitchen table.  He kept a small amount for his troubles then toddled off for home wondering how Dmitri Tsugua was doing\'85\f1\fs22\par
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