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 {Psychological notes: They don't even know what S&M stands for, so as far
as consciously understanding what they are?  Forget it.  One's a Sadistic
Psychopath, the other is an Anger Retaliatory Rapist.  There's nothing gay
about it, the "Love" between them is Victim Rehearsal for Emotional
Release. And a little competitive co-escalation.

   Basically a Killer-Couple, only they haven't escalated to murder (yet)
and neither one is solidly the Dominant personality (Yet) Or put another
way, if Eileen Wournos (Monster) and Mallory Knox (Natural Born Killers)
hooked up one summer, instead of meeting their respective partners later in
life.  And decide to rape their brothers first...}

   Analysisters (ffm Stalk/Voyeur NS)

   I think my sister's a lesbo.  I seen her with her "Best friend," right.
They go out, and when she comes back, I can tell.  I bet they're fucking.
Comes back all hot, and stinking of sex, then she takes a shower so Pop
don't notice.  I just need proof, pictures otta do, but they don't tell me
where they go.  I tried to follow them, but they seen me, and run, ditch me
to go fuck.  Then sure enough, my sister comes back all hot, and takes a
shower to wash all the sex stink off.  I bet that's what they're doing.

   God knows why, Debbie doesn't look like a Dyke.  Like Debbie does
Dallas, you believe that shit?  She has long hair, and legs, and a nice
pair of tits on her.  Ellie can't cut all her hair off, Pop'd hit the roof,
but what's she see in that Debbie?  I mean, if she's gay, she might as well
act like it, so guys don't flirt with her, she'd get more girls that way,
right?  If she wasn't such a lesbo, she could have any guy she wants, but
no.  She has to come over here, and lure my sister into her sick
perversions.  Like carpet munching, yeah you like that fur burger?  Yeah, I
just got to prove it.

   But they always go the same way.  That's what it is, because they have
to go to the same place.  Can't be too many places around, they can go, for
their taco tuesdays.  Now serving fish tacos!  So, I got smart.  When
Debbie called, I headded that way, already.  So, I can hide, and watch them
instead of follow them where they can see me.

   I bet it's under the overpass.  Bums down here, leave their packs of
filthy shit.  Like anybody would want to steal this worthless shit.  A
bunch of bottles to break, so maybe I can come back later, and put broken
glass in there sleeping bags.  Show them to camp out under the bridge, like
trolls.  Stupid trolls, good for nothing waste of space.  Well, go find
some place else to fuck up, and be fuckups.

   "Yeah," and save a bottle, to shove in Debbie's cunt.  "Yeah," break it
off in her dyke cunt.  "Yeah!" That'll teach her to fuck around with my
sister, make her scream, and cut up her stupid face so nobody'll ever want
her.  Boy or girl, cut up her tits, show her what lesbos get.  What they
deserve, show Ellie what happens to lesbos around here, so she straightens
out, but I just need one picture.  Just them kissing, is all I need, and
then dad will teach her a lesson.  Show her to get a girlfriend before me.

   "Yeah," that's what it is.  Goddamned lesbos taking up all the good
girls.  Manhating, and teach them bullshit, so they hate men.  Like a girl
could ever satisfy a woman like a man.

   Someone's coming, so I hide quick before they get here.  Talking and
laughing, probably just some hobos, coming the wrong way.  From the wrong
side, but there's plenty of holes up between the beams.  Nope, just Debbie,
the dyke, and some guy.  Some homeless guy, I bet, with a backpack.  Right,
she cuts through here to get to my house, or to go back, to their little
lovenest.  So, she keeps walking, but the hobo puts his pack down, gets out
a sleeping bag, and some cigarettes.  Starts drinking beer, from a can.

   "Hey," come down, "You got another cigarette?"

   "Yeah." He takes a drag, "I do.  How old are you, son?"

   "You camp out down here?" He don't get one out.

   "Nah, you?"

   I think, "Yeah, my dad beats me, so.  I ran away, to live with the
hobos."

   "Oh," he shakes his head, "Sorry, yeah." He gets out one for me.  "I'm
Donny."

   "Al, uh.  Adam?"

   "You don't know your own name?"

   He knows Debbie, and she knows me.  My name, "Adam, no it's Adam." Take
a drag, he bought it.

   "Well, I just come down here to hook up with my girlfriend."

   "Debbie?" Maybe she's bisexual?  Yeah, bi girls are hot, they do 3sums.

   He laughed, "No, we have to sneak out, cause her dad's an asshole, and
they got guns."

   "Oh," I backed up, "Well thanks for the smoke." Should've took a gun. 
Get it back before the old man finds it missing, but.  Is he doing my
sister?  Is that it, cause, he acted like he sent Debbie to go get her. 
His girlfriend, and I ain't stupid.  I can put 2 and 2 together, but it
ain't supposed to add up to 3.  Adam and Eve, not Adam, Eve, and Lilith?  I
go out from under the bridge, back the way they came, and head up towards
the street.  Not all the way up on the street, he looks away, for Debbie,
and Ellie to come back, so I can slip back under the bridge, and get the
camera out.

   Just point and shoot, like a gun.  He's got so many, not like he'd miss
one before I brought it back, counts his ammo, though.  I can tell him, I
had to shoot a dog.  He said her pop was an asshole, with a lot of guns. 
Just cause he don't want his daughter running off with some musclebound
jock to hook up under the bridge, like some worthless peice of trash.  So,
maybe it's not a wasted night after all, I can catch them at it.  Take some
pictures, and pop'll take care of it.

   No way I can sneak up, behind him, and bash his head in with this here
40.  Or no, quart, it's a quart, but it's necked down, like a rifle case.
Or an artillery shell, I guess it'd have to be a pretty big rifle, but I
could knock him out, and fuck him up.  For fucking with my sister, she's
only 11.

   Here they come, I wish I brought the one with the big lens, or a pistol.
Looks like just 25, 30 yards, but.  You can't tell, who it is.  I know who
it is, but if I'm gonna show pop, you got to see something.  Wish I took a
picture of him, and it's dark under there, but if I had a pistol, I could
take him.  Just the little .22, well not the little one, but the target
revolver, with the long barrel.  Now there's 3 of them, but I could take
all of them, with my piece.  Then take all the pictures I want, for proof.

   My sister's a dyke, or she's doing a 3some, that's as bad as a dyke. 
Pop'll understand, I just have to get a little closer is all.

   ;

   Ellie (Gdom SM.  +f/B Voyeurs)

   "Well, at least we don't have to ditch Jr."

   "Yeah, and it looks like it'll be a nice night." Wish we could stay out,
past dark, catch the sunset together.

   "Yeah, gonna be a nice sunset."

   "There he is!" So I run up, kiss him, feel his arms around me, his chest
through his shirt.  "Huh!" Finally something decent in my life.

   "I'll just be over here," Debbie took the vibrator.  I guess I don't
mind, her watching us.  It's the least I can do, this was her idea.  To go
out with her, my "Best friend," and be with her brother.  He's cool, not
like that peeping perv, Alan Jr.

   "Hihm!"

   "I had a bad day." Donny, rubbed my arms.  "I don't want to talk about
it."

   "Then don't." I grin.  "Get down, on your knees."

   "Yeah."

   "Take off my underwear."

   "Okay," he nodded, and slipped his hands up my skirt.  My legs, my
thighs.  Help me step out of them, so they don't get dirty.

   "Eat them." He just nodded, silently.  Good, men should be seen, not
heard.  "You had a bad day?  Huh!  YOU had a bad day!  Like I want to hear
you whine about how hard you have it.  Your life, your shitty little life.
Is it hard, is it Jonny?"

   "Mh mh?" He shook his head.

   "You don't know what hard is.  Bend over, you pussy.  I'll show you what
hard is."

   "Uhn!"

   Rub it in, "Take off your belt.  No, don't get up." Put my foot up, on
his back.  "Take it off, looks like I need to teach you a lesson." Pull out
his wallet.  "At work?"

   "Mh mh?"

   "You been working hard, and this's what you have to show for it?" Pull
out his bills.  "$8 bucks?" Throw it empty on his back, "That all you got,
eight measly bucks?" He hasn't gotten payed yet.  "What've you been
spending it on, Hookers?"

   "Mh," he shook his head, "Mh!"

   "You cheating on me, Jonny?  Taking out that SLUT!"

   "Uhm!"

   "Gimme that belt.  I'll show you to run around on me, and the kids, you
two timing BASTard!"

   Ask me why he likes this.  I asked him, he tried to explain it, but it
doesn't really matter.  I like it.

   "Whm!  Whm!  Whm!"

   "I stay at home with your brats, waiting up for you, while you're out
there wining and dining some;"

   CLINK, kink kunk!  I look up, to see the low sunlight, shining through a
bottle.  Bouncing down, and rolling faster, and faster.  Wince before it
rolls into the gravel, and the train tracks.  "KSH!"

   "Damn it!"

   He ran.  Alan Jr.  With mom's camera.

   "Junior!" I dropped the belt and chased him, but he had a head start. 
Up the side, so I barely made it to the top of the slope before he
disappeared, back across the street.  "FUCK!"

   Alan Jr.  (sb NS)

   "What're you doing in here?"

   Thank god I barely got started.  "What're you doing under that bridge?"

   "What I'm gonna do to you, if you don't stop spying on me.  Gimme that."

   She pulled my hand out, but I got my other one around it, and held them
tight.  Over the film, I didn't even get it open, or the light would've
ruined the negative.

   "Ow!" Ever since she started growing up, she's been getting bitchy. 
"I'm gonna tell!"

   "Go ahead!  Ha, tell pop I beat your ass!"

   "Snh!  No, I'm gonna tell you're running around with that boy, Donnie."

   She pulled out the roll, held it up to the light.

   "Wuh!" Like to broke my ribs!  "Don't you dare!  If you tell, anyone
about that, I'm not going to spank you.  I'll not just beat your ass, I'll
kill you.  You understand me?  Don't fuck this up for me, or you're dead.
I'll strangle you in your sleep, string you up in your closet, and leave
gay porn mags, all over so Pop knows you're a faggod!" She pushed my face
down.

   "No'm not."

   "Try and tell him that when he finds your dead body." She dropped it,
exposed, ruined, and stomped out.

   Ever since she got her period, and hormones.  My little sister, running
around with that pervert, and that lesbo.  Yeah, she's a bitch, she was
always a mouthy bitch, but now she's bigger, and stronger.  Now, she can
hurt me.  She can kill me, I believe her.

   I lied, said I ran away, but I got my camping stuff.  Down in the
basement, and she destroyed my proof.  There's nothing I can do, bad enough
Mommy and Pop beat me, but now she's gonna do it?  And threaten me, and
she's got friends.  Pervert friends, she can do it.  I wish I could get a
gun, but no.  I'm already packed, and I just need to get out of here.

   Kill me in my sleep?  Not if I'm not in my room.  I'll show her,
tomorrow.  I don't know how, but I'll get in the guns safe, and kill her
first.  I'll think of an excuse, he's gotta believe me, I just need to
think on it.

   "Hey," oh shit, Debbie!  "Alan, wait up!" I just dropped my pack, but
she's still faster.  "I said, wait up!"

   "Don't touch me, dyke!"

   "Hihihihnuhaha!  I'm not a lesbian, you little perv.  I just want to
talk to you."

   "Then let me go!" I ran.

   "Have a nice night without your stuff!" I stopped, looked back.  But she
was walking back, to my gear.  Sat on it.  "Isn't that what they teach you,
in boys scouts?  Be prepared?" Put her leg up.

   "Gimme that back," I tried to push her, "It's MINE!" but she pushed me
back.

   2 girls in 1 day?  "Uh uh uh huh!"

   "Huh." She shook her head, "Well, if you don't want to talk, you can
just listen.  You running away?"

   "Mhm?  Snh!"

   "Gonna camp out, under the bridge, at the hobo camp?" I shook my head.
"Cause, those guys can be pretty bad.  If they think your weak.  You got a
gun, Jr?  You get one of Alan's guns?"

   "No?"

   "Well, I hope you don't mind if I check."

   "I said Don't Touch Me!"

   "I have to be sure, what about in your pack?"

   "No!"

   "You got a knife in here?"

   "Yeah?" Of course.

   "Well, you want to go camping?" She picked it up, "Come on, let's go
camping."

   I had no choice.  No where to go, she's right.  Those hobos'd never let
me in, but it's dry under there, and she's got my tent.

   "You got a big enough tent for both of us?"

   "Maybe?"

   "Good," she grinned, "Because you're growing up kinda cute.  For a
creepy little perv."

   "I'm not a."

   "You like watching your sister?"

   "No?"

   "Taking pictures of her with my brother?"

   "Huh." I stopped, shook my head.  I thought she was his girlfriend, too.
He got 2 girls, instead of one, hogging up all the good bisexual ones for a
3sum.

   "Yeah, you're a creepy little peeping Tom.  You like to watch, it's
okay."

   "Snh!" I wiped my lip.

   "I like to watch too.  You got any hair on it, yet?"

   "Huh?"

   "Your dick, you got a hairy little dick?"

   "Uh?"

   "Yeah, let's go find a nice little spot, where I can suck your hairy
little dick."

   "What, really?"

   "Yeah, you ruined it.  Before I can get off.  Now I'm still horny, so
you're gonna satisfy me.  Sexually, to make up for it."

   "I thought you're gay."

   "Hihehahuhuh?  No.  You a Faggot, Alan?"

   "No?"

   "Well, I'm not a dyke.  And you are kinda cute, for a creepy little
pervert.  Can you keep a secret?"

   "What?"

   'I like it.' She whispered, and breathed on my neck.

   "What?"

   'Creepy little peepers like you.'

   "Oh."

   ;

   Debbie (fdoB Fant.)

   Let me explain, "I didn't get it, at first.  My brother, he's not having
sex, with your sister.  She's too young, but he's got these, urges.  To be
spanked, dominated." So he can fuck the vibrator.

   "What's that?"

   "I'll show you." I lied, that's what we're doing.  Oh, and he's not,
really all that cute.  "It's really sexy, though.  She just spanks him."

   "Yeah, I saw that."

   "Then, he beats off," and borrows the vibe, when I'm done with it.  "You
beating off, yet?"

   "Huh, yeah."

   "To what, porno?"

   "We don't got no porno."

   "I do, maybe I can show you, some time.  You like lesbos?"

   "No, it's sick."

   "Yeah, like peeping on your sister isn't sick.  Your dad know you beat
off?"

   "He does it."

   "You see it?"

   "No?"

   "You watch your dad, beat off.  Look at his big hairy dick?" He better
satisfy me now.  "Faggot?"

   "I'm not a fag!"

   "No," I laugh, "You just look at your daddy's dick.  But you call your
sister sick." Hey, that rhymes!

   "Uh, here." Look around.  There's a clearing, and a hole with black
stones around it.

   "This your campsite?"

   "Yeah, but I need to get in my pack, to start a fire."

   Boy scout, it's even got a little patch, with that little red, arrow
thing on it.  Like a card pip, for clubs, but red and they don't come all
the way around on the sides.

   "I'll get it out." Figure out the flap on top.  "What am I looking for?"
Sitting on the log, I just start pulling stuff out.  There's his knife, I
take it.  "Here, get started on a fire."

   "I need my knife." He pulled out a stick, but like metal, and stuck to a
beat up block of shiny metal.

   "Oh no.  I'm not giving you a knife.  Go get some wood, or something."
Keep searching, I have a lighter.  Stupid, so I get out my smokes.

   "Huh!" Like he can, satisfy me with his little boy dick.  I ain't seen
it, but he's just 13, and a shrimp.  "Huh!" I wish I kept the vibrator, but
my brother took it.  He's not, gay.  So he says, but he likes it, in his
butt.  Me too, in mine, but.  "Huh!" I bet it's little.  Not like the guys,
in the magazines.

   Don't tell nobody, but my dad is.  He's got a boyfriend, and. 
Magazines, like Chickenhawk.  Porn, gay porn with leather men, and hunks,
taking it up the butt.  Not my brother, he likes girls, but he takes it up
the ass.  And spanking, he likes that, but girls.  Even if she's just
eleven, but there not doing it yet.  Just spanking, and he uses the
vibrator, when I'm done with it.  Probably greased up right now, since they
got interrupted.

   Their daddy, they call him Pop, he don't allow stuff like vibrators, and
porn.  They got a dark-room, though.  I'm glad we got back, right after
him, and I heard them through the window.  Down in the basement, I guess it
takes a while to develop it, but she took it.  And threatened him, so he
ran away.  Good, maybe I can whittle down a stick, and use that?  "Yeah."

   CHK CHK CHK!  There's one.  Carving, just take the bark off, and round
off the broken end real good.

   "Oh good." He dumped a bunch of sticks, and stuff.  "Let me get that."

   "No," I held back the knife, "I told you."

   "No, the bark, and shavings." He got down, to pick them out of the dirt.
Where he belongs, between my legs, maybe he can eat me out, like a lesbo.
Yeah, he likes to talk about that, carpet munchers, fur burgers.  "Huh!" I
bet he'll make a good little lesbo, then I can fuck him up the butt, like a
faggot.  See how he likes it, let him decide.  So, what'll it be, a faggot,
or a girl?  Make him think I'm his girlfriend, but just keep whittling.

   "You want some more?" Yeah.  KCH!  CHK!  Just round this off, make him
watch me.  Fuck it, then fuck him up the butt when it's good and wet.

   I'm good and wet.  "You have matches?"

   "No," stupid, "a lighter." I gave him it.

   chk!  Okay, cute little butt.  "Whhh!" Bent over like that, blowing on a
little bird nest, in his hands.  He made a teepee, looks like, without the
tent over it, and stuck the fire under it.  I stopped whittling, looked at
my stick, and got out another cigarette.

   "Give me my lighter back." CHK!  "Puff!  No, shet up the tent, sho we
got shomewhere to shleep." Together, yeah.  Wear him out good, but while
he's busy, I can see what I'm doing.  "Uh!  Khuh!" Roll the log over, and
cross my legs.  Coughing, still needs a little work.  CHK!  CHK!  Throw the
shavings on the fire.

   Get it good and wet, I sure am.  Watching him bend over, his shirt
pulling up, over his belt.  Take that off, to warm it up good first, get it
good, and wet.  Like my panties, getting steamy now, bounce my leg.  CHK!
CHK!

   It doesn't hurt, if you're careful.  Not spanking, butt fucking.  Use
enough grease, but we didn't bring any grease.  Maybe it's big enough, to
stick in my butt.  On my stick, my nice hard stick, better take more bark
off, CHK!  CHK!  Just remember to be careful, so it doesn't hurt.  So it
feels good, he'll like it, and stop bothering Ellie.  Yeah, that's it. 
I'll satisfy him, and make him my own personal sex slave.  To satisy me,
and then he'll be to busy to bother them.  Leave them alone, so I can be
alone with him.

   He's gonna love it, he just doesn't know it yet.

   ;

   Alan (fdoB Anal Rape)

   Finally, I rolled out the sleeping bag.  Is she really, gonna sleep with
me?  Tonight, I can just imagine.  Waiting for her to fall asleep.  Maybe I
can even feel them.  Just the 1 sleeping bag, it's a 2 man tent, but it
might get cold, so she has to get in there, with me.  And I can touch them,
in her sleep.

   "Huh?" She pulls it out.  The stick, from under her dress, but.

   "Uh!" What was she doing with it, under there?

   "Good, your done." She didn't pull her underwear up, just undid the
straps.  Like overalls, without the legs, but she let it down, and took off
her shirt.  "You like my tits, Alan?" I nodded.

   In her bra, with her underpants down around her ankles.  She felt down,
her hair with her fingers.

   "Come here." She turned around.  "Help me take this bra off."

   "Okay!" I never seen them, for real.  Okay, maybe once when Ellie got
out of the bath, but she yelled at me, and slammed the door.  And in the
catalogs, but you can't really see them, naked, just in their bras.  "Huh,
thanks." She turned around.  "It's okay, you can touch them."

   She covered up her hair, but she still had the stick.  But there they
are, big, and round, right in front of me.  And soft, and, "Huh!" I licked
my lips.

   "Yeah, I'm not sure you deserve it, after the shit you pulled, but. 
Thanks for starting the fire, and setting up the tent." I nodded.  "Nh! 
Yeah, just keep, huh!  Squeezing them, like that." She doesn't have to tell
me.  "Suck a nipple.  Yeah, kiss it, and suck it good." She feels my head,
rubs my hair.  "Mh, yeah.  Just keep sucking it."

   "Snh!" She smells funny.  Smokey, from the fire, but I don't care. 
"Swk, swk, swk!"

   "Get the other one." She turned, "Yeah, it's starting to feel left out.
Suck it, suck it good."

   Clink!  My belt buckle.  She pulled it out, my belt.  "Huh!"

   "No, just keep right on sucking." I nodded.

   She dropped it, and unbuttoned my jeans.  The zipper went down.

   "Suck 'em, good and hard." She turned back, again to suck th first one
again.  "Yeah," she felt my underpants, "Good and hard.  Little thing."

   "Nh!" I wet them.

   "Uh!  she pushed me.  I fell down, and my pants fell down.

   "Huh!  Nh!" But it wouldn't stop, wetting my drawers, and getting sticky
in there.

   "You couldn't hold it?"

   "Sorry!" I tried to pinch it, make it stop, but.  "Nh!" It just bulged
in there, and went soft.

   She kicked me, "Get in there.  Get in the tent you worthless good for
nothing pussy!"

   "I'm sorry!" I crawled in on the sleeping bag.

   "Don't cry," I can't help it, "I let you see my titties, after the shit
you pulled, and now you're crying?  What do you have to cry about baby? 
Turn around."

   "Ah!"

   "I'll give you something to cryabout, crybaby!"

   "Ah, ah, ah, ah!"

   "I was going to Let you Fuck me, but No!" She spanked me, "You Had to
Fuck it Hp!"

   "I'm sahrehe!"

   "I'll make you sorry, let me get your belt!"

   "No, don't!"

   "Why not!"

   "I'll, I'll do anything?"

   "What can you do for, you dickless pussy?  Huh?  You are what you eat?
Get down here, and eat some pussy, you carpet muncher.  You a lesbo?  You a
carpet muncher, bitch?  Eat it, eat it good you stupid dickless little
girl!"

   "Mph, phuf!" She pushed me down, sat on my face.

   "Or are you a faggot?"

   "Moph!"

   "Look at this limp little thing, faggot!  You happy?  You feel good,
beating off, looking at your daddy's dick?  I better take you out to the
gas station, get you a bunch of truckers to fuck you.  You want that? 
Yeah, you'll like that, won't you fucking butt boy?  You want it up the
butt!"

   "NGH!" She stopped spanking me, but now her fingers were wiggling in. 
My buttcrack, and she was touching my asshole.

   "Mhmhmhmhmh!"

   "Don't stop, I ain't done with you yet.  One way or another, you're
gonna make it up to me.  Lick it, lick it good.  Uh!  Huh!" I can't
breathe, and she's humping my face so hard.  I just do it, hope that will
make her stop, so she will let me breathe.

   "Huh!  Huhhhhh!  Huh, huh!"

   "Can't even do that right," She smacked me, "Fucking cannibal.  So,
let's see how you like it.  Get up, bend over, let's see how you like it up
the ass?"

   "No, please!"

   "Please?  Please?  You can't please me, so lets see how you like it."

   "Ah!  AHHHH!" She just keeps spanking me!

   "You want me to stop?"

   "YeaAHH!  STAAAHP!"

   "Then hold still.  STPH!"

   "Uhn!"

   "I said HOLD STILL!"

   "AHHHHMh?"

   "Quit screaming like a cat in heat."

   "MHHHH!"

   "Quiet!"

   "MHHHH!"

   "Huh!" She let go.  "Uh, huh!" I crawled back.  In the corner of the
tent.  "Nh nH!"

   "Uh uh uh uh!" Even over my sobs, I heard it.  Slapping.

   "Snh!" She really stunk now.  I peeked out, but now she's bent over.

   "UH!  UHuhuhuhuh!" Still slapping.

   She's not crying, she's bent over, but up on her elbow, so she can grab
her tit, and the other one's swinging, and shaking.  I can't see, but she's
got her other arm under her, between her legs.

   "HuhHhHh!" She shivered.  "HhHhuh!  Ahnnnnn!" Moaning.  She fell down.
"Ohhhhhhh!" She stopped, curled up, panting like a dog.  "Hihn hihn
hihnNhHhHh!" Shivered again.

   ;

   Debbie (fB NS)

   I crawled out, and got a cigarette.  "I'm sorry," I don't know what came
over me, "You just made me so mad!"

   "I couldn't help it." He curled up on the sleeping bag.

   "I know, I shouldn't have." It wasn't like I imagined.  To think, I
almost, made him do it.  I almost.  "HhHhH!" Hurt him.

   "Are you cold?" Naked, by the fire, but that's not why I was shivering.
It's a good thing I dropped the stick.

   And the knife.

   "HhHhH!"

   "There's a blanket, in the bottom of my pack." He crawled out, pulled up
his pants, and buttoned them up.  "Here," it's green, and scratchy.  I just
hugged it around me.

   Almost burned my fingers, threw it on the fire.  But my hands stopped
shaking, so much.

   "I'm gonna go to sleep."

   "I'll be in," I just have to think, "In a minute." CHK!  "Ph, huh!"
Getting low, but I need it.

   It never felt like that, before.  I mean, with my fingers, even the
vibrator, but I never got off like that, before.  I scared myself, even
watching Donny with Ellie.

   "WhoohHhH!  Snh!" Wipe my cheek.  "Huh!"

   It was incredible, but I scared myself.  I just got so mad, but I got
off on it, and it still feels.  "Snh?  HuhHh!" We didn't bring any water,
or beers.  Donnie took the beers home too.  I don't drink much, but right
now.  I just want to get drunk, but I better think about this, instead.

   I was that close.  I touched it, felt him pucker, and clench.  I
imagined making him like it, but you can't just make him.  Like it, not
like that.

   Not rape.  I was this close, to raping him!?

   "Hhuhuhuh uh uh uh uh!" Wipe my cheeks now.  "Snh!"

   That's what made me stop, at least I stopped, right?  But in my head, I
didn't.  I didn't imagine him, liking it.  I imagined, hurting him.  In the
butt, making him scream.  He did, I hurt him, but at least I didn't rape
him.  I hurt him, and I got off, imagining it.  Raping him, with my
fingers, then the stick, tearing him open until he bled, giving him
splinters.  I hurt myself, I never did before.  It hurts now, inside, so I
hurt me, instead of him.  I feel like I just raped myself.

   Instead of him.

   So, that's it.  I tried not to think about.  What happened.  So, that
doesn't work.

   "Nh nh nh nh!" That was scary too, but not like this.  They scared me,
but now I scared myself.  I never thought I could be like that, but I was,
and I almost did that to him too.

   You think that's why, he punishes himself?  Why he lets Ellie punish
him, he feels guilty, for letting that happen?  I mean Donnie, it was his
friends.

   "Debbie?"

   "Snh?" I nodded.  "Mhm?"

   "Thank you, for letting me make out with you."

   "Okay, your welcome."

   "I'm sorry, I.  I couldn't hold it, and I called you a lesbian."

   "It's okay," at least he didn't rape me.  "You couldn't help it."

   "Well, I shouldn't have called you that.  I was wrong, and I'm sorry."

   "Huh!  Thanks.  Thank you, for apologizing."

   "I promise, I'll let you.  I was just scared, but I want to.  I love
you."

   "You do?"

   "Yeah, I think so.  You want to come to bed?"

   "Yeah," I hate this scratchy blanket, anyway.

   "Can you hug me?"

   "Like this?"

   "Mhm?" He zipped up the sleeping bag.  "This feels, nice."

   I kissed him, well his cheek, but he's so warm.  And small, and he's
right.  It does feel nice, just cuddling him.  It's what I need right now,
just to cuddle him, like a little teddybear.

   The fire crackled, and popped.

   "Snh!" I smell the smoke, and it's dry now.  My nose, I'm not crying any
more, I just hug him tighter.  "Hhhhhh!"

   "Debbie?"

   "Mhm?" I almost fell asleep, I think.

   "You think it isn't gay, if a girl does it?"

   "What?"

   "You know, in the butt?"

   "Maybe with another girl."

   "No, I mean.  Huh!  In my butt."

   "You want to try it?"

   "Did you?"

   "Yeah."

   "And you like it?"

   "Yeah." I kissed his cheek again, "Now go to sleep." So I can, but
that's nice.  Maybe tomorrow.  I'll make sure he likes it, make it up to
him, what I did, and what I almost did.  'i promise, you'll like it.'

   'hhhuhhh!' He started snoring, softly, but it didn't keep me up.  I was
so tired, I fell asleep anyway.

   {Note: She did, rape him.  They don't want to think about it, but oral
sex is sex, and forced sex is rape.  Sorry, I know this one's pretty fucked
up.  If you made it this far, you might want to ask yourselves if you want
to keep reading now.  I don't have a choice, I need to work this out.}

   ;

   Alan (fB Flashback.)

   "MH!?" Fuck, what a nightmare!  "Nh nh nh nh!"

   "Alan?"

   "Sorry." She hugged me, and her tits.  "Huh!  Just a nitemare." I hardly
remember it.

   "You still want to do it?"

   "Well," I am hard, but.  "Huh!  I need to pee."

   "Okay, make it quick."

   I stirred up the fire, and she whittled the stick some more so I could
get it going again.  I used up the straw I found, last night, and the
leaves are wet from dew, but, "Whhhh!" I get the shavings to catch, and
split some sticks to get them going.  Pine, so the bark caught first, but
just pile the twigs on, and the branches on that.

   She wouldn't, hurt me again.  She just lost her temper, I won't.  I
couldn't help it, but I can pee now.  So, I go off and water the tree real
quick, then throw some more stick os to warm back up.

   I didn't pack any food, much less water, just got a couple packs of
coco, and oatmeal left from the last trip.  Baggie of powdered milk, all
powdered dry and useless without some water.

   "Come back to bed, loverboy." So, I crawled in, and fixed the flap.

   She's still naked.  "Ooh, you're nice and warm." She hugged me, but I
got hard again, and she kissed me.  "Lie down." She dug it out, through my
fly, and.  Her mouth, felt so warm, and wet, and I tried.  To hold it, but.
"Nh, sorry." I can't.  "Nghnhn!"

   "Swp!"

   "Huh!"

   She just smiled, and pushed my legs up.

   "Spwl!"

   "Huh!"

   "It's okay." She rubbed it in, like suntan lotion, but hot, and slimy,
and in my butt.  "Relax, huh!  Just relax, it won't hurt if you don't
clench up."

   I tried, but, "Uh!"

   "Just relax." She pushed it in.

   I tried to push it back out, but "Nh!" That just made it, spread open.
"Hhhhhn!"

   "There, that doesn't hurt, does it?"

   I just felt it.  Her finger, in my but.

   "Hmn!" Shook my head, slowly.

   "Just have to loosen up."

   She wiggled it.  "Oh!"

   "Doesn't it feel nice?"

   "OhhHH!" Deeper.

   "You like it?"

   "Yes!" Oh god, it does feel good!

   "Yeah, you like it."

   "OHHHHHHH!"

   ;

   Donnie (BS NS)

   "Where you been all night?" She smells smokey, like wood smoke, mostly.

   "Camping out, you got any rubbers left?"

   "Who with?"

   "Cummon." She giggled, and blushed.  Excited, "You know, Alan Jr?"

   "I just met him, we didn't talk much," and he lied the whole time.

   "Yeah, well I decided there's only one way to keep him from bothering
you two."

   "Fucking him?" I gave her 1.  "Is he even big enough for these?"

   "No," she held up a finger, "He's like." Her pinky, and wiggled it. 
"He's got a little hair on it, though, and he's not shooting blanks." She
giggled again, "I fucked him with it."

   "In the butt?"

   "Hihihn!" She just nodded, giggling.  "I didn't have any rubbers, but. I
sucked him off, and fingered him a little this morning."

   "His sperm?" Like me, knew I shouldn't have let her watch us.  "Huh!" Or
me, when Ellie goes back home, but I can't always wait.

   "And my finger." She screwed her finger.  "Spanked him too, but he
didn't like that.  Yeah, he thinks it's gay, so I had to show him.  It's
not."

   "He liked it?"

   "Yeah.  He didn't get hard again, but I did just suck him off.  Too bad
my last rubber got dirty."

   "Well, then what do you need rubbers for?"

   "I don't want him getting the vibrator dirty?" Why I use the rubbers,
and after she had it, inside her.

   "Yeah, well, I'm not sure that's such a good idea."

   "Yeah?  Well," She thought, "I didn't think it was such a good idea you
fucking around with that little girl."

   "Yeah, but she's little, she can't hurt me."

   "Yeah?  Well, so's he, and he's almost my age."

   "Yeah, but he's got guns."

   "No he doesn't, there daddy locks them up, so he doesn't play with
them." She pulled out a hunting knife, "And I took his knife away.  Look,
Ellie kicked his ass last night, and she's only eleven."

   "I know, but it's not like that.  I told you."

   "Yeah, well, you're 16, and she's still 11.  So like that, or not, if
you're thinking of telling on me."

   "Are you threatening me?"

   "KIDS!  STOP YELLING DOWN THERE!"

   "Yeah.  Go ahead and tell them, about you and your little girl friend.
So I don't have to."

   "Huh!" What can I do?  "I love her."

   "Yeah, well now he loves me now, and he's not going to do anything
stupid.  So, if you want to keep playing with Ellie, you should probably
let me take care of Jr.  So, you can."

   "All right." What choice do I have?  Then maybe she won't tag along, and
watch us.  They can go off, somewhere else.  "Just don't let him hurt you."

   "Hahaha.  Yeah.  You don't know him like I do.  He can't, he doesn't
have it in him."

   "Well, I don't know about that."

   "Donnie?"

   "What now?"

   "You think, you let Ellie hurt you to punish you for.  For your
friends?"

   "My friends don't know about it," and she better not tell them!

   "No, I mean what your friends, did to.  Mh!  Snh!"

   "Oh, I told you I was sorry about that."

   "Mh hm him!" She just curled up in my lap.

   "Huh!" I hugged her.  "I didn't, I didn't know, they would do that."

   "They raped me."

   "I know," petting her hair, "I'm sorry, I wasn't there, to stop them."

   She just kept crying.

   "And there not my friends.  Any more."

   Maybe she's right?  I don't know, dad never spanked me, but.  I never
thought about it, as punishment.  We just played around, but it doesn't
hurt.  She's little, she doesn't hurt me, it feels good, and makes me feel
better.  And turned on, so I can jerk off.  So I can cum, and, use the
vibrator.  I don't know why, I'm not gay, it's not gay I just.  "Huh!"
Thought I'd try it.  Since dad likes it so much, I just wondered, what it's
like, and why he likes it so much.  He's right, it does feel good, so good,
and it's not gay.  She's a girl, and you don't have to be gay, to like
that. Everybody's got one, it feels just as good for me as a gay guy, or a
straight one, or even lesbians do it sometimes.  It's not gay, it's just
like jerking off, only so much better.  I like it better, I'm a bottom, a
butt boy.  I'm lucky enough to have a girl that understands that.  I know
she's just eleven, and she was 10, but.

   "Huh!"

   I don't fucking know.  I tried to figure it out.

   "Thanks."

   "You're welcome."

   Good, she left.  She didn't take it, and I have some rubbers left.  So,
better jerk off real quick.

   So I can stop, get it out of my system before it gets stuck in my head,
and drives me nuts all day.  Again.

   It's not gay at all, it's just sex.  I have to do something, until she's
old enough.  Still, I have to wonder what she gets out of it.  Ellie, I
mean.  Spanking me, until her arm gets tired.  I'm so lucky to have her.

   "Huhuh!" I love her.

   So, get my pants down, and rub it in.  Get a rubber on it.

   I do, love her so much.  I just can't wait until she's older.

   ;

   Ellie (GB Bond Ince.)

   "Camping, huh?"

   "Yeah," he looked, happy?

   "You feel better?"

   He smiled, closed his eyed, and sighed.  "Huhhh, yeah."

   "What happened?"

   He blinked, looked around.  "Uh," Scared, "MOM?"

   "Yes, Jr?"

   "We're gonna go out and play!"

   "Good idea." So, he left his backpack, and we went out.

   "Okay, what gives?"

   "Sh!" He just kept walking, quite aways.

   "Did you get layed?"

   "Yeah, hihihn!"

   "Who!?"

   "Well," he blushed?  "You know.  Debbie?"

   "No," I covered my mouth.  Shook my head.

   "Yeah, hah!  She was hanging out, by the window when I climbed out,
and."

   "Hang on." I went back, to the trashcan.  Grabbed the evidence.

   "She screwed me."

   "You didn't screw her?"

   "No, I." He looked ashamed, "I couldn't hold it."

   "You went off.  Before you could?"

   "Yeah.  Huh, I'm sorry but then she.  She beat me up.  Real bad, but
then we went to bed, and this morning."

   "As bad as me?"

   "Huh?  No, last night you beat me way worse."

   "Mhm!"

   "But then, she sucked me off, and spit it in my butt, and then she
fingered me."

   "Oh, wow!"

   "Yeah, and it was.  It was great."

   "I know!"

   "Are you, doing Donnie?"

   "No, we just play spanking."

   "Oh, why?"

   "I don't know.  Why he likes it, but he does.  And it's so sexy I get
off, every time."

   "Spanking him?"

   "No, when I get home."

   "Oh, in the shower."

   "Yeah!  Why I go in there, for privacy.  This mean you'll stop peeping
on me now?"

   "Yeah, I'm real sorry, about that.  And calling you lesbos."

   "I told you we weren't gay!"

   "Yeah, well if you told me what really was going on."

   "I couldn't, it's a secret.  And you can't tell.  And I'm sorry, I
threatened you."

   "It's okay.  I know, you're mad, and I made you mad, and I shouldnt've
done all those things."

   "Well, you want to play spies?"

   "Yeah, why're you dressed like that?"

   "Like what?"

   "Like a boy?"

   "I don't know, I just felt like wearing pants today." I thought, "And
besides, there's no girl spies.  They just get screwed by James Bond."

   "Yeah, uh.  We ain't played spies, in forever."

   "Yeah?  Well what about last night?"

   "Oh, I guess that was kind of like playing spies."

   "Yeah," I pulled it out of my pocket, "And now we have a film."

   "Yeah?" He blushed again.

   "Yeah, so go hide it."

   "Okay."

   I guess, it was kind of a fantasy.  Or a dream, but last night, with all
that happened.  After he snuck out, I thought about going out too.  Looking
for him, so when I fell asleep, I guess I remember playing spies.  When
we're little, or Spy vs Spy.  So, I didn't really decide to when I got
dressed this morning, but now that I think about it, making a game out of
it again is better then him spying on me, all the time.

   So, I followed him.  He followed me, so this time I'm it.  The spy.  He
saw me, and got away, but there's really only 1 way to get out.  Unless he
doubles back, but I bet he'll keep going.

   "There you are!"

   He ran.

   "Hihihn!" It's like Hide and Seek.  Only instead of one hiding, for the
other to find, we hide something.  Doesn't matter what it is, but I can
catch him.  Now, "Ver is ze Microfilm?"

   He stuggled.  "I don't know what you're talking about, Natasha."

   "Boris!"

   "I mean, Boris."

   "I hav wayz to make you talk."

   "You'll never get it out of me!"

   "I hav you now, zer iz no ezkape!"

   He giggled, and struggled, like I was tickling him.  So, I tickled him.

   "HIHEEHA!  Stop!"

   "You heard to talk?"

   "No!"

   I undid his belt.  "Hey, what are you doing!"

   "Vel, I can't torture you, and hold you, so I better tye you up."

   "No!"

   "Yes!  Give me your hands!"

   "No stop!  Heehihin!" I tickeled him, so he covered his sides, and I
could pull out his belt with him rolling back and forth.  And grab his arm.


   "Stop, Stop!"

   "Not until you tell me where it is!"

   "I'll tell!"

   "Tell me."

   "No, I'll tell pop if you don't stop!"

   "No you won't!"

   "Untye me now, or I'll tell!"

   "You little, bend over."

   "No, AHHHH!" I spanked him, but not hard.  "HEEHIHIHN!  Stop!"

   "No," I kept tiggling, and spanking him, but play spanking, until he
couldn't fight any more.

   "Hh, huh huh!" Just try to breathe, so I pulled up my shirt, and
unbuckled my belt.

   "Hey, that's my belt!"

   "I know, I'm borrowing it!" These pants don't fit.

   "What are you doing?"

   "Vel, if that won't make you talk." I unzipped his pants, I know what
vil!"

   "Uh!  What are you Doing!"

   "Don't fight it."

   "Nh!  Your my sister!"

   "I know, but you like it!"

   "No!"

   I pinched it, "You say no, but this says yes, yes!"

   "Stop it!"

   "Well, if you're gonna tell, I might as well give you something to
tell!"

   "It's wrong!"

   "Yeah?  Like it was wrong when you looked at me in the bath?"

   ...

   He just stopped.  Already red, he shut up, so I finally got to pull the
belt tight.  Around his legs.  "Nh!"

   "You beat off, thinking about it.  Huh?"

   Forget the 'Microfilm.' This is what I thought about.  Dreamed about,
last night.

   "Answer me."

   "Mhm?"

   "So, this is wrong, too." I pulled it up.  Sticking out of his fly, but
not flat on his underpants.  "You like it?  Smwq!"

   "Mhm!"

   I nodded, kept sucking.

   "Nh, don't.  Stop."

   "Stop, or don't stop."

   "Don't stop."

   "Okay."

   I can't.  With Donnie, he's too big.  So, I started sucking again.  So,
you want to be a little pervert?  Fine, let's do this.  You thought about
it, and now I thought about it.  Dreamed about it, so fine.  I tried it
with Debbie too, to bad we're not lesbians.  You know what's wrong with
lesbians?  It's not carpet munching, it wasn't too bad, it just doesn't
turn me on.

   She doesn't have a dick, and Donny is still too big.  So, "Oh, OH!"

   "NGH!" I stopped, and it almost slipped out, but I held it so I could
feel it.  Taste it, shoot out in my mouth.  "Snh!"

   It almost felt like, an orgasm.  Not inside, but up in my head.  Like
last night, not when he spied on me, and caught me beating Donny.  Yeah,
like that.  Like when I beat Donny, but then he came and messed it up.  I
won, this time, and it was the best win ever, and I made him give up.  I
made him let me, and he liked it.

   "Nghl!" I let his slip out, "Huh!" Looked up, or tried to, but my eyes
stayed shut.  "Huhhhh!" I just turned over, and lay down.  "Huhhhhhh!"

   "Nh," he struggled, "Ellie?"

   "Mhm?"

   "Are you, orgasming?"

   "Huh.  I don't.  Know." I just feel, so good.  Even with Donny it didn't
feel so good.  It's wrong, so wrong, I just sucked off my brother!

   "Uh, can you untie me now?"

   I blinked, "Yeah," got up.  "Okay." I got what I wanted.  "You better go
get that film, and burn it."

   "Okay."

   "And don't tell anyone I just did that."

   "Yeah, don't worry.  I won't."

   He ran off, and I pulled out mom's pants, to put the belt back in, but
then.  "Snh!" Wow, never mind that.  I put my hands in there, instead. 
"HhHhHh!" I thought, it was.  Whatever it was, was even better than
fingering myself.  Getting an orgasm, in the shower, after beating Donny,
but now.  That feeling came back.

   I just sucked off Alan.

   "Hhuhuhuh!"

   And it was, great.  He's right, that?  That was great!

   "Nh hn hn hnhnhnhn!"

   And then, it happened so fast.

   "OhHhHhH!" No, this.  This is the best.  Doing that, and now this. 
Fingering off, with my brothers' jism, still fresh in my mouth. 
"OhhhHHNM!" So good, I mean bad.  That was definitely, real bad.  The worst
thing I ever done, I mean I been bad before, but, "Ohhhh GOD!" This feels
so good!

   "Hihn!" I relaxed.  And just lay there.  Okay, maybe "Nh!" Let my
fingers pop out.  There.

   "Hhhhhhh!"

   Yeah.

   I better, not do that, ever again.

   But, "Hhhhhhh!" It feels, Soooooooooooo Goooooooooood!  "Ohhhh!"

   Yeah, we better not, but.  I know we will.  "Hihihn!"

   ;

   Donny (MG Bond Cons?  IDFK, you be the judge.  It's getting really
fucking grey from here on out.)

   She knocked, on the window.

   "Hey."

   "You ever play spies?"

   "Where'd you get that dress?" I blinked, "And how'd you get up here?"

   "I climbed?"

   "Yeah, but." I shook my head.

   "Oh, it's my mom's I'm borrowing it."

   "Oh, come on in." I guessed.

   "No, let's go out, and play spies."

   She grinned, turned around, and jumped.

   "Ellie!" I tried to catch her.

   "Shhhhhh!"

   She just swung, from the tree.  In that, red dress.  Slipped down, and
cupped her hands.  'here, catch!' She threw me the rope.

   It looks like, drapes?  I think, it hangs down in loops, one under
another, and it covers up her underwear.  At least, I didn't see any
underwear, but it comes up almost to her hips on the side, and she got out
of the way.  Behind the tree, so I climeged down.  With the rope over my
shoulder, so I can "Nh!" reach out, and grab it, but my fingers slipped,
and I grabbed it with my legs, but I caught it, and I was swinging.

   "Huh, huh huh!" I opened my eyes.  But it wasn't far, to the ground.

   she really, just did that.  Did't even climb down to hang, and let go,
she just jumped right off the roof, and swinged.

   "Come on." She had a roll of something, and took my hand, so we ran off
into the night.

   "Huh!  How did you do that?"

   "I just swung up on the roof."

   "Yeah, but how did you get the rope up there?"

   "I threw it!"

   "Yeah, but it's 3 storeys!"

   "Well, I threw it, and climbed up.  Then I threw it up higher, and
climbed up again."

   "Oh, that's a great dress."

   "Thanks."

   "You look.  Great in it."

   "It's a cocktail dress." I giggled, "Most of mom's things don't fit me
yet, but this.  I guess it fits anybody."

   "Yeah, and it really shows off your legs."

   "You like my legs?"

   "Yeah, they look terrific!"

   "Yeah?" She stopped, turned around, and got up on her tiptoes.  I guess
that ment kiss her, but she pulled down on my shoulders, then she felt my
chest.  My arms, then my hands, and she put them on her legs.  "Snh!"

   "Uh!" I blinked, "What are you doing?"

   It was dark.  Under the trees, and there weren't no lights.  Out here,
not like a park, or the woods really.  Just an undeveloped part of the
neighborhood.

   "I'm seducing you." She pulled my shoulders again.

   "Is this how you play spies?"

   "Well, usually James Bond seduces the women, so you want to seduce me?"

   "You're eleven."

   "Yeah, I know, but I love you."

   "Yeah?" I turned my head, and bent down.  Kissed her.  "I love you too."

   "Good, then let's go.  Mister Bond."

   "Where?" She took my wallet!?  I mean, she felt my butt, but just to
pick my pocket?

   "Hihihmn!" She ran!

   I just followed her laughter, it was really dark, but the moon was out.
And full last night, so I could see where it shone through the leaves, and
flashes of her.

   The dress doesn't look red now, it's almost black, but she's pale, and
it was chilly, but now with all this running around it was starting to feel
hot, and I had to stop.

   "Huh huh huh!"

   "Gotcha!"

   She grabbed me, but I pulled out my arms.

   "Where is it?"

   "Search me!" She giggled.

   Well, not a whole lot of places to hide something in that dress, but she
backed up against a tree.  "Why, mister Bond, are you trying to seduce me?"

   "What did you do with it?"

   "Well, you're going to have to find some way to make me talk!"

   "Is this how you played with Jr?"

   "Hihmn!  No, he's my brother.  We used to tickle eachother until we gave
it up."

   "Oh yeah?"

   "HIHIEHEHAH!" She struggled.  "AhahAhHaHA!"

   Okay, this is fun.

   "Where is it?" I grabbed her arms.

   "You're going to have to seduce it out of me.  Mh!" She relaxed.  "Snh!"
She nodded, and opened her mouth.  "Mlwh!"

   I pushed her hands off.  "Stop!" She bend down, scooching, and kicked
off her shoes.

   "Haha, you don't want me to?"

   "What?"

   "How about I suck you off?" She pushed her underpants in my face, and
felt for my zipper.

   "MH!" I turned, but she giggled, and rubbed her body on my arm, her
underpants on my face, and her fingers in my zipper.  "Snh!  MH!" I stopped
fighting, when I smelled it.  It was, humiliating.  Before, when she gagged
me with them, but she felt it.  I tried to fight it, but my body knew what
was going on.  I'm not even sure, who was seducing who any more, but she
went down.  Pushed me back against the tree, and dug in my pants again.

   "Okay," fine, I unbuttoned them.  Didn't wear a belt, wasn't really
planning on, any of this.  Should have grabbed a rubber or something, but I
just jumped out the window, followed her into the night, and now she was
pulling it out.  Kissing, and pulling the skin up and down it.  I forgot
about the wallet.  About anything, I just looked down, and saw her. 
Pulling her shoulders out.  Holding on with her mouth and sucking hard.

   "Oh!" The bark felt rough on my back, my hair, but I closed my eyes, and
just thought about what's happening.

   She's 11, and I don't care.  All I care about is her pulling my pants
down know, and even the rough bark digging into my bare buttocks feels
good.

   "Oh, yeah!"

   "Mhm!" She nodded, and that humm felt fantastic.  She was rubbing my
legs now, and squeezing them, so I grabbed her head.

   "Wlhglhglk, Khah!" She let go to pull it out again.  "Spl, spb!" And
licked it, and kissed it, and sucked it again.  Now she was feeling my
balls, and rolling them around in her fingers.  It drove me wild.

   "Uh, huh!" My legs tightened, and my but clenched around the bark.  "Uh,
uh, uh!" She just held it, in once hand, and barely in her mouth, but it
was too late now.

   "Gulk, gulk, gulk, gulk, gulk!" She drank it, right down, as fast as it
shot out.  "Hah!  Wolp!" One of my balls popped out, then she sucked the
other one.  "Wolololop!"

   "Huh!  Huh, huh!" It drooped, and finally rolled off her chin.

   "Pob!" She finally let it pop out of her mouth and stopped.  "Hah!" And
grinned up at me.  Pulled up my pants, so I could pull up my underwear.  I
felt my wallet, as soon as she started buttoning them.  She zipped it, and
patted the front.  "Mh, that was great!"

   "Yeah." So, that was my first blowjob.  She pulled her underpants, out
of another pocket, and bent down.  Picked her foot op with her hand on the
tree, then the other, and shimmied to slip them on under her dress.

   "Did you bring any cigarettes?"

   "Uh," I patted my pockets, "No, sorry." Wait, "You smoke?" She's eleven!
I just forgot.

   She shrugged, "I just want a drag now."

   "Yeah, me too." So, we walked back.  I looked at the swing, doubtfully.
"Uh."

   "I'll go up, and get them."

   She kicked her shoes up, and kind of walked, up the tree?" "Uh, hn!" I
watched her, how she did it.

   You know, my folks converted the attic, and moved me up there, so I'd
stop sneaking out?  Yeah, well, I don't know if I can do that.  But she
can, so I watched her.  Walk out on the branch she stuck the rope behind,
to climb up the trunk, and pull up it.  With one hand, then she jumped,
grabbed it, and swung higher on the way out.

   "Hihin!" She kicked, and twirled, and the dress blew around, but it took
a few swings to catck the roof.  She just stood up, leaned back, and caught
the little doghouse that holds my window.  "They're on my dresser."

   "Okay," she disappeared, and then tossed them out.  My lighter stuck in,
then she pulled the rope up, and swung down again.

   I missed it the first time, then again when I had my eyes, closed, but
the dress blew up, then the rope hit the branch.  She swung, swung back,
and the rope hit the branch again.  Then she slipped down.

   "Huh, huh huh!" She grinned.  "Now, gimme a drag."

   What the hell, it was just 1 drag.  Her dad smokes too, so she can get
them at home, and that was one hell of a blowjob.

   "Thanks," she gave it back, kissed me, then picked up her shoes. 
Wandered back under the trees barefoot.

   "Huh!" Now I have to figure out how to get back up there.

   ;

   Debbie (fm Sibs NS)

   "Can I borrow the vibe?"

   "No."

   "Why not?"

   "I don't have it, she must have taken it."

   "Who?"

   "Ellie?  I think."

   "You're using it with Ellie?"

   "No, huh!  She climbed up, to my room last night, and I think she stole
it."

   "Oh."

   "2 guesses where she decided to hide it."

   "Hihihm!  You think she's."

   "I don't know any more." He sat down, and shook his head.  "Yeahr!"
Yawned, "She woke me up last night, she got me to sneak out, and sucked me
off, then when we got back.  She climbed up here, but I couldn't.  So, I
had to break in downstairs, but when I snuck up here, she was gone, and so
was the vibe."

   "Oh."

   "Sorry, uh."

   I shrugged, "I got fingers."

   "Ew!"

   "Well, you know what I do with it, and I don't give you shit for where
you stick it!"

   "I'm sorry, you're right."

   "Are you okay?"

   "I don't know."

   "You're acting, a little weird."

   "I know, I just.  I don't know, I feel a little weird about it now."

   "Oh, like getting spanked, and jerking off to buttfuck the cum wasn't a
little weird."

   "No, it was, but.  Huh!  I don't know, I'm used to it now, but she tried
to seduce me."

   "Okay?" I shook my head.

   "Yeah, and then when that didn't work.  I guess she gave that up, and
just sucked me off."

   "And that's, all right?"

   "No, because she's eleven."

   "Yeah, but you didn't make her do that."

   "No, but that's another thing.  She pulled her panties off, and her
dress down, but I don't think she even, really got off on it."

   "Oh."

   "What?"

   "I don't know, but I think.  Well, I don't know what that is, but I felt
it too."

   "What?"

   "I just said I don't know, but something.  It was like an orgasm, but
different, and then when I had one." My eyes rolled up, and blinked, "Hhuh!
It was mindblowing." I didn't even have to think about sex for like." Wow,
"It's been like a week now?"

   "So, that night we got caught.  I mean me, and Ellie."

   "Yeah," I looked down, "So," turned away, "Great talk."

   "Debbie?"

   "Hm?" I stopped at the door.

   "What happened?"

   "Nothing?"

   "That was the night you 'camped out with' Jr."

   "Huh, so?"

   "So, what aren't you telling me?"

   "I already told you, I sucked him off, and fingerfucked him, the end."

   "Then why have you been avoiding them?  I thought you wanted to borrow
it to use on him."

   "I did, but I used it on me instead."

   "Then why don't you want to go see them again?"

   "I'm scared."

   "Now you're scared he'll hurt you."

   "Well, don't be so smug about it!"

   "Well, I did tell you so."

   "Well, thanks, I don't need the vibe any more." I slammed the door.

   "Debbie!"

   "Sorry dad."

   "Do we need to talk?"

   "No," definitely not!

   "Well, you've sure been fighting with your brother a lot lately."

   "Sorry dad." I shook my head, "Huh!  I'll try not to let it happen
again."

   I lied to him, of course.  I'm not scared he might hurt me.  I'm afraid
I might not, be able to stop myself, again.

   ;

   Alan Jr.  (s/b Sibs Rape.  I mean it.)

   "Mh?" It's just a nightmare, right?  It felt so real, but she wouldn't
really.  Besides, how could she even get in here?  I locked the door, and
the window, it's just a dream but I keep having it.  Over and over.

   She covers my mouth, with her underpants, and holds me down.  She's not
really bigger, and stronger then me, yeah sometimes she beats me up, but
only because I won't hit her back.  She's a little girl, and my little
sister, and yeah she's a little taller then me, but just because she
started growing up early, and I'll probably catch up with her again soon.

   She just feels so heavy, in the dream, and holds my arms down with her
legs, and I'm sure it's just a bunch of stuff I remember all mixed
together. Guilt, it's guilt.  "Huh!" And she did the same thing, made Donny
put the underpants in her mouth, so in the dream she leans down, and
whispers, 'open your mouth.' I can't breath again, with them smothering me,
and sitting on me, so I can't help it, and I know she won't let me breathe
until I let her stuff them in.  Then, it's like that last time, when we
played spies, she tied me up, and I let her suck me off.

   It felt good, and I still feel guilty about that, so of course that gets
into my dreams, and I feel that same fear again.  Only she doesn't tickle
me, and she makes me turn over, to tie my hands behind my back.  Then, "Sit
up," so I'm up on my elbows, and it doesn't hurt so much, and it's not a
belt.  I don't know what it is in int the dream I never see it, but I think
it's cloth.  That's it, it doesn't feel like rope, and it's not a belt, but
that's all I can figure out.

   Then, she's naked.  I can feel it, and this last time, she layed down on
my back so her little tits rubbed my arms, and holds my hands between her
legs.  She felt hot, and wet, and squishy, and how I have any idea what
that feels like on the sides of my hands, it's like the smell of her
underpants.  It's not like I ever smelled her underpants, honest, but it's
not like Debbie smelled, but I'm scared of her, and I guess that's why I'm
scared of Ellie now too.  I mean all she really did was tickle me, and tie
me up, just like we used to playing spy games when we're little, then I let
her suck me off.  I was just afraid she was going to try to use it, and now
I feel so warm and gooshy inside, remembering how Debbie screwed me.

   "Khahl!" What?  It feels good, and it makes me feel better.  There's no
way I can get it up to jerk off right now, but my spit works just as good
if I hawk up a loogie, and it helps me sleep.  "HhH!" Just slipping between
my buttcheeks.  "HhHhH!" Like Debbie did, that first night before she
fingered her self, and held me, and I fell asleep in her arms and I love
her.  I do, but she scares me, and she hasn't been back since then.

   "Nh!  Hihm!" Relax.

   But she feels so greasy.  In the dream, but if I open my eyes, and look
down I can see her.  Bent over, and rubbing it in her buttcrack, so it gets
me all greasy too, but this time she held my hands between her legs, and
felt under me until I got hard.  "Nh nh!" Like this, only I can't, and it
feels better with my finger in my butt, so I just screw that in, but at
least it's pointing up, and I really like just feeling my balls.  "Nh hm!"
My balls feel good, so I just play with them, trying to remember, but the
dream, and Debbie, and playing Spys with Ellie all run together now so I
don't know if she's behind me holding my hands, or rubbing me hard in my
PJs, or spanking and fingering me, or making me eat her out.

   I don't care, I just moan into the pillow, but it's hard now.  I can
feel that.  "MMMMMMMMMMH!"

   Then, she pulls my balls.  Bent over, so I can see her pussy, and smell
it, and almost taste it in her panties.

   "Oh." Pillow biter.  That's what pop means by that.

   But I don't want a man behind me, on top of me, or a dick inside me.

   "HhHhH!  HhHhH!" I'm fine, just remembering the feeling of tits on my
back.  Real tits, Debbie holding me, and "NH nh nh nh nh nh!" I can't help
squeezing my finger as it finally twitches out, splashing hot, wet and
sticky in my hand.

   And then I wake up.  Or pass out in the dream, and wake up, here in my
bed.  But now, "Huh huh huh huh!" Just catch my breath, and roll back over
so I can get my wet hands out of my night pants, and go wash them off.

   "HhHhHhH!" It's a good one!  But now, I hope I can fall back asleep. 
Check the lock on the door, and my window, first.

   ;

   Elanore (fG Bi)

   "Hey," I came out, "Long time no see?" Well, like a week, but now I can
sneak out to see him, so I don't have to play that best friends ruse any
more.  I guess I always could, but I was scared, and then I stopped.  Being
so afraid any more.  I guess I grew up, my body's taking a little longer.

   "Yeah, some stuff came up at home."

   "Let me put on some shoes or something."

   She followed me, and closed the door.  Leaned over while I laced them
on.

   'did you take the vibe?'

   'yeah, that what this is about?'

   She stood back up.  "Well, I wanted to see you," but I got it out, and
she put it in her purse.

   "You need new batteries."

   "My dad goes to Radio Shack, he's got twenty of them."

   "Oh, okay." So, we went out.

   "You enjoy it?"

   "Yeah, but it's still too big." I'll grow, but that means so is he.  I
guess I'll just have to be satisfied with fingers, and anal until then.

   "Um," we're safely out of earshot, "You remember when we fooled around,
that one time?"

   "Yeah," how I know we're not dykes.

   "Well, huh!  You think, maybe you want to try that again?"

   "So, you are homosexual."

   "No, I.  Well, I was looking through some of the old magazines, and I
read about, bisexuality in the playgirls."

   "Yeah, about that.  Where do you get all that gay porn from?"

   "Well, don't tell anyone, especially your family, but my dad."

   "He get you the vibe, and the rubbers too?"

   "Well, the vibe, but he gets the rubbers for Donnie."

   "Oh."

   "He's gay."

   "Hihihihihn!  No, he's not!"

   "Uh huh!  He's got a boyfriend, and everything."

   "Well, he's got to be bi then, because we're pretty serious lately."

   "Omg, you did my dad too?"

   "No!  Ew!  I mean, I like older guys and all, but, what is he, 50?"

   "48, I think." She shook her head, "Oh!  No, I mean my dad's gay.  Why
he never remarried, we just have this," quote, "Uncle."

   "Oh, so Donny's straight."

   "Huh!  He thinks he's in love with you, but.  He's not molesting you, is
he?"

   "Oh god no.  I practically have to tye him up to suck him off."

   "Hahaha!  I miss your sense of humor."

   "Yeah," I was joking.  You bet!  If he wasn't so much bigger and
stronger I would tie him up, and rape him.

   "So, you want to try fooling around again?"

   "Yeah," actually I am getting pretty horny.  "If you want to use that
vibe on me when you get new batteries."

   "I thought you said it was to big?"

   "Yeah, but the vibes really work on my little man in a boat."

   "Oh, well you think I could.  Huh!  I can't believe I'm asking this
but." She stopped, took a breath.  "May I kiss you?"

   "Okay." I closed my eyes, and nodded.

   "Down there."

   I blinked, but she was looking down.  Not at my chest bumps, but she
even pointed.  Between my legs.

   "Huh!" I never really tried that.  "Okay." I undid my pants, and pulled
them down.  We went somewhere private, there was nobody around, and if we
get caught, so what?

   "Where did you get these scratches?"

   "Oh," between my thighs.  "Um, using the vibrator." I looked away, "So,
I had to cut my nails."

   "Oh, good." She sniffed, and smiled, then she kissed me.

   ;

   Debbie (fG Saph)

   It was hard, at first.  With her standing up, so I stopped, and said
"Lay down.  What?" When I saw her face.

   She frowned.  "What's that taste like?"

   So, I got up, and kissed her.  Real quick, but she didn't even lick her
lips.  I was going to ask her if she liked it, but she grabbed my face, and
kissed me real hard.

   "Snh?  Hm!" So I kissed her back.  She let go of my face, and hugged me.
So I hugged her too, and we kept kissing.  Real hard, her mouth open, so I
could kiss her deeper, and we had to stop for breath.

   "So, how's it taste?"

   She shrugged, "I don't like it."

   "No?"

   ""No, but you kiss great!"

   "Yeah?" I kissed her quick.

   "Yeah.  Bend over."

   "Okay." So she could get down behind me.  Standing up, but she pulled
down my pants, and underwear.  She pulled up her's to, but "I thought you
didn't.  Nh?" She kissed my ass.  "Uh!" Deeply, I mean, she started
frenching it?

   "Mh mh," she shook her head.

   "That's disgusting!"

   "Mhm!" She nodded, and smiled.  I felt her smile, but he kept kissing my
ass.  Trying to stick her tongue inside it, and she touched me.

   "Oh!  Oh, yes.  Nhm, oh yes, like that!"

   "Sh!" I nodded.  "You like it?"

   "Yes," it just grossed me out at first.  "Why do you?" But I couldn't
taste it.

   "I don't, it's sick."

   "Then how come you did it?"

   "I think I figured it out.  Where'd the vibrator go?"

   "Still In my purse." I stood back up, but I felt a little dizzy, at
least my knees weren't weak.  I almost fell down there, if I didn't have
the tree to hold onto.  The, asskissing was all right, but when she touched
me, I think it made it better.  I had thought, I'd try it.  Carpet
munching, we didn't before when I showed her the vibrator, and made out a
little playing with it, but then we decided we weren't lesbians.

   Then all this stuff happened, and I don't care.  I think I was starting
to fall in love her.  I was, starting to.  Now, I love her.

   "Huh!  You ever get a feeling, like you just had an orgasm, but without
having an orgasm?"

   "Yeah."

   "Well, then when you do get it, it.  It's even better."

   "Yeah."

   "Well, I get it doing things.  Sick things, the sicker the better."

   "Oh, well I got it watching you, at first."

   "Spanking your brother."

   "No, well.  Not the spanking, I mean when he.  Started borrowing my
vibrator, and giving me rubbers for it.  Huh!  I saw the look on his face,
when he jerked off, and then when he put it in."

   "Mhm?  Bend over."

   "Okay." I got on my knees.  "Uh!" Good, she put it in the right place,
but then she started, kissing my asshole some more.  "Huh!  I think, huh!
It was, what you said to him.  Mh!" I nodded.  She stopped kissing, but
kept twisting it in.

   "Jonny."

   "Yeah." Their play name.  Like Donny, but not Donny.  Married, kids,
cheats on his wife with hookers, and comes home drunk.  Donny drinks, a
little.  Just to relax.  "Can you fuck me?" Not to get drunk.

   "Slawlh!" She nodded, and started moving in and out, instead of screwing
around in there.  "Halhlawl!"

   "Nh!  Huh!" She pulled it out.

   "You like anal." She slipped it up.

   "Nhn eh?  Nheh!  Nyeh!" I tried to hold still, but then i started,
humping back into it.  Or it into me, because she just screwed around, but
pushing back, instead of up, into me.  I can, especially without my face in
the way.  Then she touched me again.  "Eh!" I squeeked, but she rubbed it
real good, and fast.  Not hard, just fast, and I mean, I can't believe how
fast she could move those little fingers, so i couldn't really breathe
much, just enough to squeek.  "Nh ei ei ei eieieieie!" I shook so hard,
which shook it deep inside my ass, and it didn't take mus of that for me to
fall down in the dirt.  "Neiaughhhhhhhhh!" And moan, until I ran out of
breath, and just tried to grunt more in.  "SvhH Auhhhhh!"

   I finally fell down, so she could let go, and just let me shake.  It
pooped out right away, but that just mad me pucker and spasm more.  The air
felt could, but she touched me.  My spasming asshole, and just held her
fingers there.  My asshole did all the sucking in and out.

   "Hhhhhihn!" She lay down, and just squirmed.  I blinked and sat up, just
to watch.  'hahn, ahn!' The look on her face, i was jealous.  Still
spasming a little inside, and the warm goodness swriling in my heat, my
heart, all over my body, but I felt her up.

   'oh, hahn!' I had to hold her legs, open, but she curled up, and just
kept wiggling.

   Well, I like the taste.  I mean, I really love the taste.  Pussy, or
whatever, especially her pussy, especially having a slow squirmy, whatever
it is.  I thought I felt that, I had any idea what she ment, when she asked
me, but i'm pretty sure I never felt anything like that, or if I did I wish
i could see it, but my skin crawled.  Under my hair which was weird, and I
felt.  Whether I feel, when I watch her humiliate Jonny, or remembering how
I almost raped her brother.

   "Oh, hahn!" She mewled?  She didn't squeel, it was kind of like sighing,
and almost moaning, but really I just had to move my mouth around to keep
my tongue in there, and let her do all the squirming around.  Finally she
stopped, so I could go Back to Frenching her.  "HhHhHhHhH!" She shuddered,
and drew a ragged breath.  "Huh!" Sighed.  I looked up, and she was
starting to look bored again.

   "Slm!" I licked my lips, all around.  "You really don't like that?"

   She sat up, still panting, so I pulled up my purse, and got a cigarette.

   "Huh, can I." I handed it to her, and she took a puff.  "Huhhh!  You can
have the rest." She got up, on her knees to pull her pants up.  "When I
was, like that?"

   "Uh huh?"

   "Huh, I was just starting to.  I don't know, wake up?  It's like
dreaming, or it feels like dreaming, and then you kissed me, and it all
went away again.  How long was that?"

   "I don't know," I forgot about time too.

   "It felt like forever.  Huh!  It always feels like forever, but then, it
felt like forever, again?"

   "Huh!" Okay?  I shrugged, and shook my head.  "You didn't get off?"

   "I didn't have an orgasm, if that's what you mean, but.  That's better.
It's so much better than any orgasm I can imagine, but if you let me get
off, it'll be the best orgasm I can get."

   "What can I do?"

   "You can watch?"

   "Okay."

   "No wait, can you get some batteries for that thing?"

   "Yeah, but we're not even close to the house." I didn't even think to
bring any, but i didn't expect her to run the batteries down, neither.

   "Okay," she got up, "Then let's go."

   "My brother."

   "Then don't tell your brother.  Or, I can go blow him while you get the
batteries."

   "Hihihihihihn, I have a better idea."

   ;

   Elanore (Gf NS Talk)

   "Ahahahahaha!" Yeah.  "That is a better idea."

   "Huh."

   "What is it?"

   "Well, I'm sorry, but I have to tell you something."

   "What?"

   "Well, the night when your brother took all those pictures of us?"

   "Yeah, and I kicked his ass?" First time i felt that.  Kind of wish I
thought to use it, sexually.

   "Yeah, well, then we went camping."

   "Yeah, I know all that.  He told me you sucked him off, and then in the
morning you fingerbanged him."

   "Yeah, but.  Huh!" I waited.  "I almost raped him."

   "Ha!  You should have!"

   "What?  No!"

   "Why not?  he fucking deserves it, and I rape him all the time." I
nodded, "He likes it."

   "What?  Wait, what!?"

   I stopped, looked at her.  "Huh!  All right, not All the time, like
every night, but.  At night, in his sleep." I nodded.

   "In the ass?"

   "Yeah, but.  Huh!  Just because we don't have rubbers, and i don't think
they have any that fit him, and i don't want to get pregnant."

   "You mean, in your ass."

   "Mhm?"

   "But," she shook her head, "How's that rape, then?"

   "You see these scratches?" I didn't pull down my pants again, she asked
about them.

   "Yeah?"

   "I really got them the last time I raped him."

   "But why?"

   "Well, first because the batteries ran out, but mostly because, that's
the best feeling.  I uh." Looked down, blushed, but didn't try to hide my
grin.  "I tried it on your brother, but, he was too big and strong."

   "But he's your brother?"

   "I know!" I laughed, "That's what makes it so sick?" And why I don't
want to get knocked up.  "Huh!  The first time, it just kind of happened. I
had this plan, to trick him into a little bondage, and punish him for being
him, get back at him for the photos, and hating you because he thought
you're a lesbo."

   "I am a lesbo."

   "Oh." Shake my head, "Well, for thinking we're lesbos, together.' I just
put up my hand "What we did not notwithstanding, before that, and that
wasn't gay?"

   "Uh, I was there."

   "Well, it wasn't gay for me.  Look, that." I pointed back, "Was
disgusting.  I stuck my tongue in your ass, I tasted your shit, and that's
how I got that way."

   "Really."

   "Yeah, I hate pussy.  I hate your rotten ass cunt, and any time you
want, you can force me down to rape my face, because I love it.  I know,
it's fucked up, but I hate my brother too.  I Fucking HATE him.  You know
that, you even know why.  But I sucked him off, because it's the best
feeling i can ever feel, and you love me, or you say you do?  Well, I
don't, love you.  I don't like Donny, or Jonny, and I don't care.  Because
it's not love, it's sex, and rape."

   "So, I just raped you?"

   "No, but you could have, and I would have fucking loved it.  I did it
for you, because you wanted it, you needed it, and honestly I wanted to see
if I could do it.  Without batteries, and you really are one hell of a
kisser.  And your tits.  I know you've heard it before, but you have really
terrific tits, and I love them.  but you're my best friend, and I needed
that.  Now, any time you feel thirsty for pussy, if you want, you can rape
me.  I actually want to try that now, being raped by a lesbian.  Huh, it's
wow, just thinking about it gives me a little of that feeling.  Especially
you."

   "Huh, I might actually take you up on that later." She thought a little
while, smoked another cigarette, then figured something out.  "Ellie?"

   "Elanore." It's about time I started using my full name.

   "Okay, Elanore.' She smiled.

   "What is it?"

   "I raped your brother too."

   "Good."

   "But I did it first!"

   "Ha?" Well, that night.  "Yeah?  Well you broke him in for me.  I raped
him 4 times."

   "Yeah, well I owe my brother a couple two?"

   "Oh yeah, why?"

   "Huh!  He had some buddies over, one night.  Got drunk, and passed out,
then they found me, and raped me."

   "How many?"

   "2, why I owe him 2."

   "Well, I don't owe him, but you know your plan?"

   "Yeah!" She grinned.

   "Well, it needs a little work..."

   ;

   Donnie (Gmf BDSM Bs Ince)

   "Hey!" She came back, with my sister.

   "Where's dad?"

   "Out with uncle Bill." Romantic weekend.  Drinking buddies, like Best
Friends.

   "Good, I need a shower."

   "Good," she grinned, "Then we can be alone." She followed me up to my
room.  "You miss me?"

   "Yeah," Very much.

   "No, you missed this." She held up the vibrator.  "Now, I'm gonna tie
you up.  So, you can keep your hands to yourself."

   I was having a pretty good day, but now it was getting interesting.

   "Take off your clothes."

   "Okay," I didn't waste any more time.

   "If you missed me so much."

   "Uh!"

   "Then why didn't you come see me?"

   "Your dad."

   "You're scared of his guns." I nodded, "Well, you Should be Scared of
Me!"

   "Uh, huh!" I nodded.  It doesn't hurt, she doesn't hit me too hard. 
Just enough to get me hard, and warm up my butt.

   "If you really wanted this, you could have grew some balls."

   "MH!"

   She twisted them, but not too hard, then started crushing them.  Harder,
and harder.

   "Uh!" She let go, and they dropped.  "Huh!"

   "I'm sure you could have gotten it out of me, somehow.  Give me your
hands.  Behind you." She started tying them, but didn't say anything.  "You
fuck around while I was gone?"

   "No, you know I love you." She hit my fingers.

   "AUH!" That hurt!

   "Been beating off?" I nodded, and felt tears blink out of my eyes.

   "Cheating on me with your fingers." I felt her tummy, her bare skin
against them.  Then her cute little pointy tits on my arms.  Holding my
shoulders, so they hurt with whatever it is tight around my wrist.  "You
love your hands, or me?"

   "You uh!"

   "You don't love me," she held it up, "You love this?"

   "Uh huh?"

   "Kiss her.  Show her how much you love her." I smelled it, tasted her on
it, she's been using it.  To looen up for my.  I spoiled the surprise, but
now maybe she was loosened up enough for me.  She was finally ready to take
that next step.

   "GHUL!"

   "Choke on it, choke on my dick, faggot!"

   "Ghulgukgukgukguk!" She throat fucked me, not too hard, but deep.  So I
gagged, and it ran down my face.

   "GAHL!" Slapped my ass.

   "Bend over, faggot.  I'll show you how to fuck.  Bite the pillow, pillow
biter." She got me one, and I wiped my mouth off first.

   I missed this, whatever it is.  How I feel when she's humiliating me,
hurting me, but not too much.  I like it, it feels good really, and it just
makes me love her more.  ""Nh, hm?" That's not, the vibrator.

   "I should kiss your ass.  Smq, for being so loyal.  Hahhhlul.  You like
that.  FAG!"

   "Uh!  HUM!" Both sides.  I just bit the pillow, and felt her.  Mouth,
and tongue.  Her lips on my asshole, smiling, and her tongue pushing it in
hard.  "MH!" Spanking me, on the sides, so my dirty pucker clenched, and
sucked at her tongue.  And my cheeks pushed her face out.  Only to split it
again, while she spread my ass, and rubbed it.  "Hm!" It felt even better
than the toy, I almost forgot about it, or anything else.  But her French
kissing my ass, I could just moan, it was the best feeling ever.  Better
then fucking, or getting sucked off.  That was fun and exciting, she likes
to play games, and surprise me.  Pretend, like we're spies, or someone
else. Maried, with kids.  I thought about that, and I want to marry her. 
Raise kids together, only I would never cheat on her.  Never even think
about looking at anyone else.  I love her, that vibrator is just a thing, a
hunk of plastic, but I'd take a dick for her.  I'm not gay at all, but I'd
let a man fuck me, if she wanted me to, just so she can watch.  Maybe when
we're done with this I can ask her about it.  She likes the porn, my dad's
gay porn, and now she's kissing the shit out of my ass, so I bet she'd be
into it.

   "MWAH!"

   "Uhn!"

   "I brought you some batteries."

   "Good.  Put them in."

   I sat up, wet, and squishy on the blankets, but I can wash them.  Butt,
I even blushed a little.  Debbie was naked, but I've seen her naked before.
She's my sister, we used to go skinny dipping, and stuff.  She's even seen
me like this, but that.  Asskissing.  I felt like I just fucked myself for
hours.  When she didn't even fuck me with it.  "HhHHhH!" I was shaking, but
she never fucked me before.  Just spanked me, and called me names.  Or
Jonny, I nodded.  She even held it for her to unwrap a rubber, and roll it
on.

   "Hihihn!  Not for you!" She pointed, "Get on the floor."

   "Okay."

   "Huh!  I was thinking, maybe we should see other people."

   "What?"

   "Shut Up!" She smacked me.  HARD!  "I don't want to hear you, where's my
panties?"

   I love this.  I don't even know why, but ever since the first time she
stuffed them in my mouth, and spanked me.  I can't even taste anything but
dry cotton, but I'm drooling, and there's a big wet spot on my pillow.  My
ass feels slimy, and it runs down my legs, and I'm so hard it's throbbing.

   "If you're gonna fuck other girls, it's only fair."

   "Yeah." I thought she left.  "Smq!" My jaw dropped.

   "Hm!  Smq!"

   My sister, just lay back on the bed, sighing, and my girlfriend got on
top of her.  Feeling her tits, and kissing the nipples.  Oh, my god!  I'm
not like her brother.  I mean Lenore's, Alan Jr.  I don't care about
lesbians, they're just like gays, only girls, but.  I never even imagined
the two of them together, and how long has this been going on?  I never
even thought about the two of them together, they're friends, and yeah it
got a little kinky under the bridge, but it helps me.

   I'm manic depressive.  The Lithium helps, but nothing really works as
good as her.  My girlfriend, punishing me I guess, but this whole time.  I
never suspected, but seeing them together now, the way they kiss, and look
at eachother.  How she touches her, and how turned on she was by it!  By
gumb, that little shit was actually right?  I'm helpless here, I can't do
anything, or say anything about it, but I'm reminded of all the times she
accused me of cheating.

   Did they plan this?  Have they been doing it all along?  Is my sister.

   A child molestor?

   I never considered myself one, I never touched her, I mean I let her
pretend, play her little games, and beat the depression out of me.  I never
even saw her get off.  Debbie did, watching her beat, and humiliate me. 
Her girlfriend, punishing a man.  Not her brother, just some guy, Jonny. 
It was exciting, and fun, leaves me feeling like another person, a new man,
and even keeps the manic episodes from being to bad, but I could actually
understand her being a real manhater.  With her big brother, and the
asshole father that makes him Be A Man.  I'm not like that, but now I feel
punished for just that.  For being a man.

   It's just so beautiful, I feel ugly, and rough, and stupid for missing
it.  Of course, they love eachother.  Why would they love me, either of
them?  When I'm sick, and so stupid.

   "Ah!"

   'hahn!'

   Why would any beautiful, caring, wonderful woman want any man, when they
could hve this?  I don't need her to punish me, make me feel bad, I know
I'm worthless, and fucked up.  I might as well find a man, a big strong
rough butch to fuck me, I don't deserve a woman.  How do we even continue
the race, only by the grace of god can they put up with us for children.

   "Snh!"

   They made me.  Feel like a man.  An ugly, stupid, insensitive fucked up
worthless sack of shit man.  This is what I deserve.  She's not my
girlfriend, I'm just a dick to her.  What does she need me for when they
have that.  At least the vibrator can stay hard.

   "Uh mh mh mh mh!  Snh!"

   I lost her, if I ever had her to begin with.

   ;

   Lenore (gfm BS Sibs Rape Trig...)

   "Ahhhhhn!" She relaxed, so I slipped it out, and buzzed around her clit.
To make her shiver, and shudder, and spasm.  She stinks, and I'm probably
dripping all over his pillow now.  Maybe it was his drool, the pillow
biter, but I forgot about him for a while.

   Watching us.  Teasing him, getting him so turned so he could only watch,
me.  Fuck his sister.

   "Hahn!" I rolled over, and she got up.  "Oh, hanh!"

   Good one, not the best, but she just put a rubber on him.  I turned,
watched, lazily feeling myself.  All over, especially my tummy and chest,
but this is even better than her tongue.  I don't even touch myself, I
don't have to, just close my eyes, and remember.

   "Khlguhkuhguhk!"

   "This is how they raped me."

   "Ughlghukngunmuhlguhk!"

   "Choked me, strangled me so I didn't fight them, and took my virginity.
You a virgin?  I'm not.  Thanks to you, my dear brother.  You want a drink?
No, I think you've had enough.  This IS the first tight pussy you felt on
your hard dick, huh?  Well, not any more."

   "Hahn!" She raped me first.  I didn't think it was rape, face rape,
we're just fooling around, right?  But I couldn't breathe, it was
disgusting, and terrifying.  A nitemare, I couldn't even scream, but she
felt me, all over.  Like this.

   "Ahn hahn!" She didn't molest me, she face raped me.  I was only eight,
maybe nine, what made her do that, to me?  I know why I am, the way I am.
It wasn't her, I loved it, and I love it more and more, but now I know it's
not a fantasy.  We didn't play, it wasn't pretend, it's a memory.

   She raped me, and I love it.  She can rape me any time, but right now
she's raping her brother.

   "Hahn!"

   No, it was Pop.  And Jr.  but he made him too.  Literally, and fucked
him up.  A man?  Right, a scared little man.  Afraid of lesbos taking all
the pussy, nobody wants to fuck him but me, and I just rape him because
he's there.  I know him, I can any night I feel like, and get away with it.

   Right, tell pop I kicked your ass.  I kidnapped and tied you up.  I
sucked you off, and you had pictures of me beating a grown man under the
hobo bridge.  Tell him I come in your room, every night, he locks the door.
Stupid, that lock doesn't work.  I broke it years ago, but does the idiot
ever think to try the handle?

   His nails, I loved it when he scratched me.  Suffocating in the pillow,
my tits squeezing between his arms tied behind him, and this.  I can have
this, every night.  I am his nitemares.

   "Ahahn!"

   I raped him, in my ass.  He's not good enough for pussy, why I bet he
can't even get it up now, with a real pussy.  A real woman, the coward,
faggot, he likes it up the ass, so I don't touch it.  Give him what he
wants, I just take him.  What I want, in my ass.  I should give him some
pussy, take it in me, as little as he's got but enough for a baby.

   And incest baby.

   "NnhaAH!"

   Hah, fuck yeah.  Like I would, ever.  The worst possible father, ever.
That's what makes it so fucked up, I'm sick, I get off on this shit, but I
barely have to touch myself like this, thinking about that.  "Yeah!  Huhn!"

   "Nh, hHhHh!"

   I cracked my eyes.  "Oh!"

   She got up.  "Thanks." Patted his cheeks, "Big brother.  How was your
first time?"

   Pulled out her filthy used panties.  Orgasm after orgasm dribbled out in
them.

   "You're sick." She shivered.

   She feels it too.

   "You're both sick!"

   "Hahn!"

   ;

   Debbie (fG Cons/Rape.  Should be pretty clear which is which.)

   So, we went camping.  I sat back, and whittled a stick.  "How's this? 
WH!" Blew it off, and held it up to show her my work.  Not as big as the
vibrator, she says is still too big.

   "Yeah, looks about right." Playing with herself, not even trying to get
off, just pausing to spit in her hand, wipe it on, and stir her fingers in
there.

   "Yeah?" I unwrapped a condom, and slowly rolled it on.  "You want to get
raped little girl?"

   "Yeah," she got up, "But you're gonna have to catch me!" Giggling,
naked, her young pale little butt cheeks shaking, and flapping, even a
little wet, but she's still small.  Short little legs, and it's not hard to
catch her.  Push her down.

   "Uh!" she tumbled, "Ow!"

   "Little pussy!" I pushed her face in the dirt, "Thought you could get
away from me, but now your ass is mine!"

   "Don't hurt me!"

   She's still the fantasy girl, don't know if she's got a name in her
head, but she likes to pretend.  I don't want to humiliate little red
riding hood, I want to humiliate her.  I'm just lucky that she hates that,
and also gets off on it.

   "OwH!" She stopped, struggling, "NH!" Spasmed, and I slapped her butt
cheek hard to make her tense.  "UH!"

   Popped right out.  And I mean POP!  I heard it.

   "Nh!" She spasmed, and bent over like that, I pinched her, hard.  Her
cunt, her little girl cunt, I feel like a child molestor, and she started
to scream.

   "YEEEEEAI!" I shook it, until her lip popped out, then the other, so I
probed her filthy anus again, and she held still.

   "HhHhH!" Shuddered, but that first pop sucked a little shit out, I
smelled it.  Disgusting, I breathed out of my mouth, then held my breat to
suck some more out.

   SlplplPOP!

   "NghghghGUHN!" It spasmed, and sucked back in.

   "Filthy little tramp, look at this SHIT!" She spasmed again, with
another swat.  "Smell it," I wiped it on her fach, and she mewled.

   'ahn!  Hahn!' relaxed, starts writhing, so I let go.

   "hoh!" She stretched out, on the ground, and started squirming in the
dirt.  So, I felt her up.  "Hoh!" and down.  Her legs, back, but nowhere
near the mess, but it was churned to ass butter.  I turned away, and held
my breath, but squeezed in both hands, groping, and squishing them
obscenely like tits.  She literally ground her nipples into the gritty
soil, still moaning, squirming, mewling, and shuddering.  "HhHhHhH!"

   "Huh!" I got bored with it, and pulled out a smoke.  She turned, thank
god away, and I had to raise an eyebrow at how dirty, and raw her chest
looked.  Especially her swollen nipples, and scraped up breast bumps. 
"Thanks," she took a drag, held it like a hit of grass, and slowly let it
out.  Whuhhhhhooo!" Smiled and shook her head.  "Thanks." Blinked, but I
took another drag.  "What?"

   "That didn't feel like rape."

   "Yeah it did," she sat up, and nodded.

   "You ever been raped?"

   She shrugged, "Just now?"

   "No." I took another drag, to thing.  "Whuh!  You enjoyed it too much,
and it was just a game to me." Another thoughtful breath.  "Whewwwh!  I
wasn't mad enough, neither."

   "Oh," she held up her hand, "Help me up?"

   "Okay, you better go wash off."

   "Yeah," she looked down, giggled, "You really fucked the shit out of me!
Hihihn!" Felt her face, and looked at it, on her fingers.  "Ewh!"Turned
away, and walked off toward the pond.

   So, I took off the rubber, and pitched it at a bush.

   I guess it's a pond.  "Beaver dam," I had to laugh.  Still not much hair
on it, but I'm hot, a little annoyed, and strip down to skinny dip with
her.

   Still dizzy, and wobbly, and she staggared for the pond like a drunk. 
She walked funny, I fucked her till she walked funny.

   I don't hate her.  "Yeah," that's probably it.  That little shit, her
brother, I hated him enough to rape him.  Stopped before I realized what I
was doing, thought I was going to, when it came to his ass, but I face
raped him.  Brutally, spanked the hell out of him too, but I didn't think
that was rape.

   I don't love her.  She's right, that's not what we do.  We make hate, I
love the sex, especially raping men with her, but we're really best
friends. Nobody understands me so well, and I don't understand, anyone
else. At all even my family, men I guess.  But they're so stupid, everyone
is just so goddamned stupid, and nobody sees it.  But I don't make love.  I
make hate, but I don't hate her, and she loves it.

   "I draw any blood?"

   "I don't think so."

   "Your chest looks pretty bad."

   "Yeah, well I did that, and I think you're right." She shook her head,
"I thought it felt like rape, but even my ass.  It hurt, even feels a
little sore, but you didn't really, rape me." I really like her, a lot. 
There's a lot of things I even love about her, but we're not in love.  I
don't even know if I really believe in love any more, except as a delusion.
It makes you do stupid things, which we do.  We've done a lot of stupid
shit, but not out of love.  Mostly rage, for me.  I don't know why she
does, a lot of things.

   "So, there's no magic in camping." Just worked the first time.  "Huh!" I
leaned back, to get my hair wet, and feel the water flow through it from
the little waterfall.  Stood up, it's a creek really, but there's a drop,
and a bit of a dam.  No beavers, well 1 and a half right now.  "Huh!  I
mean, other then we can scream as loud as we want."

   "So, I have to piss you off."

   "I don't know, grow some balls, and a dick, maybe?" I am a manhater. 
Just not a lesbian.  "It think it's revenge?"

   "For being raped?"

   "Well, that," I'm finally over that, "And everything else.  For being
men, and making it suck to be girls."

   "Yeah, I hate that too." She just likes pain.  Hurting people, making
them scream, bleed, bruise, and cry.  Must be nice, having it so easy.

   "Yeah," she came up, and held my hips.  Looked up, so I bent to kiss
her. "You just don't have the BALLs!"

   "Uhn!" My knees shot out, and I just fell.

   "You're WEAK!"

   "Wugh!" She kicked me in the cunt!  Then the ribs, but that just knocked
the wind out of me.  "Oh yeah?" I got up, but she didn't laugh.  She didn't
giggle, she looked mad.

   "Yeah!"

   "AUGH!" She punched me in the tit!

   "Bitch!" I backhanded her, "I'll show you who's WEAK!" Punched her so
hard she spun, and crumpled to the sand.

   "Uh!" I grabbed her by the back of her neck, and the cunt.  Then she
started screaming.

   "AIGH!" My fingers sank in, and I momentarily regretted cutting my
nails, polishing them so I didn't scratch us up inside, then my thumb sank
in.  "YAIIEEHH!"

   "You want RAPE?" I punched her, just to feel her clench and spasm. 
"Well, you asked for it.  How's it feel?  You like it?  Hah?  Now you know
what it feels like?"

   I just shook them in her, and she just screamed, until she passed out.

   "Huh!  Huh, huhh!" She didn't even twitch when I pulled them out,
shaking.  Looked at them, bloody.  "Oh!" Her torn, and bleeding vagina, and
asshole.  "Oh god, I'm sorry!  I'm so sorry!" I held her, sobbing, until
she started to move.

   "Uh!" She held her head, "Did you strangle me, or knock me out?"

   "I don't know."

   "Khuh khuh khuh!" She spat.  "Fuck, huh!"

   "I am so sorry."

   "No, you're right." She shivered, went cold, and white.  "I did ask for
it." She rubbed her neck, "And I had no idea what it's like." She started
shivvering, icey cold, and bone white.  "I'm just glad it was you." I
kissed her, held her until she stopped shivering, and started to warm up.
We fell asleep like that, together, and woke up sunburned on one side.

   "Hihn!"

   "Hm?" I blinked, "Was that a rapture?"

   "I think a little one?"

   "What is it?"

   "Huh!  I just realized, I made you rape me."

   "Yeah you did." We don't know what it is.  We know how it feels, mer's
don't feel like mine, and haow to cause it.  Or we're getting better and
better at it, so we picked a word.  Raptures sounded about right.''"Huh, I
don't know why mine still make me feel guilty." Wish I did, so I could fix
it.

   "I over think it."

   "Yeah?"

   Yeah, huh!  I guess I was trying too hard.  To make it clever, and
elegant.  That wasn't, it was just brutal, and mean, and painful."

   "Yeah, and passionate."

   "Yeah.  And.  Terrifying."

   "Huh!  Fear." Rapture, "Yeah, the fear.  And shame too.  I think I get
off on the shame."

   "You humiliate."

   "Yeah," I know, "I like that." Even just playing around, or practicing.
Whatever it is we're doing.

   "I'm glad we did it, though."

   "Yeah?" Why?

   She nodded, "So, I can do it better."

   "Then me?"

   "Hah!  Nobody does it better then you!"

   "Flatterer."

   "Romantic."

   "Ah!" I could just laugh.  "Haha!  You win that one."

   "We better get up before we start turning black."

   "Hihihn!  Yeah, we can already play cowboys and indians!"

   "Ahaha!  Only if we turn sideways."

   "Hahahaha!" There was even a pale stripe across her side, where I held
her.  Protected it from the sun with my arm.

   "Hihn!" We had a good laugh, and kissed for a while.  Then, we washed
off, packed up, and hiked back to town.

   With a lot of aloe vera lotion for the burn.  We really packed a lot of
first aid stuff, but we didn't hurt eachother, too much.

   I just need to get those names out of my brother.  Just 2 names.  So, we
talked about that on the way back.

   ...

   {Several years later}
Leitmotif: Alice Cooper - Welcome to my Nitemare (Eponymus)

   Abel (m Prep Stal)

   "This is Alice, I can't come to the phone right now, but if you leave a
message, I'll get back to you as soon as possible." I'll ask her when she's
10' tall.  "Beep!"

   "Yes, this is Abel over at Holmes Video.  I see in our records that you
cheked out Boys on the Side, but it's overdue.  Bring the tape bi, any time
today, and I'll go ahead and waive any late charges.  Thanks."

   "Huh!" I hung up, set down the grip trainer from the guitar shop, and
picked up the weights.  Holmes, get it?  "Uh!" Like my dad's business. 
Allen Holmes, residential construction, demolition, and remodel.  Built
this place, same phone, but now it's closed.  So, I can work out upstairs,
but she's not home.

   I just preview the tapes, to make sure they're watchable.  This one,
barely.  Stupid sappy lesbo bromance, not that she'd check out anything so
obvious.  I guess I could break in her apartment, but not without breaking
something, for her to find.  At least bending the security bars over her
window, when it would be better she never suspect.

   Switch arms, "Uh!" Curls, and pick up the grip trainer.  1234321... 
"Huh!  1234321.  For holding, pulling, even pick her up.  Other guys, at
the gym.  I can't work out there, why I got my own equipment, but they're
so vain.  Flex in the mirror, especially their mantits.  Bench press, for
max.  I can do pushups, 3 a day, but that's great for if you find yourself
trapped under a beam, and to look pretty.  I don't have to look pretty,
this is real strength.  For grabbing, holding, twisting their arms.  Don't
really need much chest to hold them down.  Push up, and in.  That's all
glutes, so plank later, then relax, and plank.

   Real fucking strength.  Instead of a sign across my chest.  Might as get
a [I Am A Douche] tattooed on.  No, fuck that, or fuck those stupid dykes.
"Huh!" Set the dumbell on the cradle, and flex my fingers.  Turn my hand
over to watch the cables pull in my forearm.  1234321 Touck my fingertips
to my thumb.  She'll be home soon, so call the phone company, and have them
forward it to my pager.  So she can call, and tell me she never checked it
out in the first place.  I know her number, but it's just to tell me, she's
home.

   No, she buys.  From the back room, but no lesbo titles.  I don't carry
that smut, but she likes them young, skinny.  Solo, playing with
themselves. So she can watch, playing with herself, and imagine touching
them.  Sitting on their face, and bending down to get a nice big bite of
fur burger.  Nope, straight only.  Aint got videos of guys shitpacking
either.  Why's it all right for carpet munchers, but not for ass packers?
It's a double standard, fucking sexist.  I don't care, pork away, it's your
dick, and less competition.

   But lesbos, waste of a prefectly good pussy, you ask me.  Dildos, too.
Why would you fuck a dead plastic wannabe dick, when you can have the real
thing?  Like this one.  Look at it, look at this, dyke.  You want it, you
know you do.  That's all they make them for, dykes afraid of a real dick,
ond ugly chicks, can't get none.  I don't care if there ugly, shit a
pussy's a pussy.  They just don't know what there missing, but that's
what's wrong with sex toys.  Dildos, vibrators.  Just robbing nice guys
like me of some action, so those lazy bitches can just stay home, play with
their toys.

   No, fuck that.  Fuck this.  What's wrong, too big for you?

   "Yeah."

   Beep Beep Beep!

   Good, she's home.

   Shop's closed up anyway, she can leave a message.  Right around the
corner, just need to get dressed.

   Baggy Sweats, to look at me, you wouldn't even think I work out.  I
don't advertize it, preen like some gym peacock, strut and show off for
guys, like some fagotto get pumped in the locker room.  Pumping iron, yeah,
that's what they're pumping.  Right.  No mask, though.  I ain't ugly,
nothing to be ashamed of, I could get any bitch I want.  That's not a
problem neither.  I'm on a mission, to rid my neighborhood of perversions.
1 dyke at a time.  The shop is a good front, nobody suspects, and you can
learn a lot about someone from the movies they watch.

   Especially the back room titles, what they jerk off to, or ask about. 
"You got ass masters?" No, get a girlfriend, some pussy.  Shit dick, get
out of my store.  My store, my selection, try the adult "Book store" out by
the truck stop, and while you're there stop by the men's room for the dick
you so obviously crave.

   Knock Knock.

   "Hello?"

   "Hey, Abel from Holmes Video?"

   "There must be some mistake, I didn't rent any videos from you."

   "Well, I was just in the neighborhood, so I thought I'd stop bye."

   "Yes, of course.  I just called over there, but."

   "Just missed me, closed for the night."

   "Oh, well thanks for stopping bye."

   I grabbed the door.  No chain, stupid.  Try to shut the door in my face,
"Fucking dyke!"

   "Mh!" Push her in by the mouth, and kick the door behind me.  Her wide
eyes, see it, the muzzle, and follow it, then close, when she feels it
press cold on her temple.

   "If you scream, I don't have to keep quiet."

   "HhHhH!"

   "You understand?"

   "Yes, please don't hurt me."

   "Huh, it won't hurt.  You'll like it.  I promise."

   Fish the roll out of my pocket, and pull the folded end out, lots of
practice.  Can't be too sure, lying bitches.  She say she won't scream,
but, just to be on the safe side.  "MH!  Snh Mhmhmhm!"

   Crying.

   KHK!  Get her hand next.  "Turn around." Make that hands, together, and
wrap her fingers good so she can't scratch me.  Nails, long nails for a
carpet muncher.  Hair too.

   "MHRE!"

   "I said, don't scream."

   "Mhm" But she can shiver.  Of course, if I was a devient, I'd hide it
too, but it's not fair.  False advertising, teasing good straight men like
me to think we have a chance.

   "Get in there." Poke her back, hold her hands, and force her into her
living/slash/bedroom.  1 room, kitchen, shower.  Futon, folded up like a
couch.  "Get down, on your knees." Bend her over the back, and put one of
mine down behind her.  Feel her shirt up her tummy, her breath, pushing in
and out, quick, excited.  Up under it, holding her head back.  Lean over
her shoulder.  "Fucking dykes." Literally, "Don't know what you're
missing."

   Well, rape them.  It's rape, even if they enjoy it.  Get off on it, I'm
good at what I do.  Them, lesbians, show them the time of their lives.  How
long their lifestyle choice is, how another woman with a fake plastic dick
can never be as good as the real thing.

   "Not going to need this." I dropped the tape, and showed her the gun. 
"Or this.  Right?"

   "Hmhm!" She shook her head.  Probably closed her eyes too, but she got
the message.

   "Good." Dropped it on the sofa, the other side.  So, I have both hands
now, to get her good and hot.  Wet, back up her bloase, and down the front
of her pants.  Another dead giveaway, never weras skirts.  Probably don't
even have none.  Lacey underwear though.  Bra, panties.  Shaves in them. 
Fine with me, don't really care one way or another, like those young girls
she likes looking at.  Probably a child molestor too, when she can find
another grown dike, but.  "You work out?" Rub her tummy.  Nice tight
muscular tummy, feel the lines pop in, and go flat, from her gasping, and
shorting through her nose.

   "Yeah, hot little sporty dyke." She shakes her head.  "Don't lie tam me,
I can tell.  You like watching teenagers, hore themselves out for money on
the videos?  High school sluts, while you touch yourself, like this?  You
want to tuch them like this?  If you're not a dyke, you're a pedophile, but
I see right through it.  That why you work out?  Go jogging in your tight
shorts, sports bra, to get all sexied up, showing off for the girls."

   "Nhm!"

   "By the high school, the catholic private school.  You like them young,
virgins?  Catholic virgins, so you know they're pure, or is it the
uniform?"

   "Nw nw!"

   "Yeah, you're starting to see the truth.  Who your shaking this ass for.
Why you're getting hot now.  And wet?  Yeah, you're getting wet." Pull my
hand out.  "Smell it, you fucking pervert.  Or is this for me?"

   "Nwh!"

   "Huhuh!  Can't have it both ways, or maybe you can.  You bisexual
Alice?"

   "Nwh sdhb!"

   "Your mouth says no, but your body says 'yes, yes'!"

   "Plwz, sdbh!"

   "Your cunt knows what it wants, what you're aching for, even if you're
too Pussy to admit it."

   "Nhm hm hm hm!"

   "Feel that clit."

   "Mrhei RHEEEE!"

   "It's all right, you can scream now." Through my gloves, I hate it as
much as those infernal rubbers, but a neccissary evil.  The cops don't
understand what I do, which is fankly their job.  Protecting the public
from predatory pervs like her.  Their children, their innocent schoolgirls,
don't know any better, and get lured in by sin.  The hot little lesbo,
shaking her ass in that spandex, looking back to grin, bouncing in those
tennies, but I'm ready, she's ready, so I let go.  Long enough to pull it
out of my pocket.  Pull the elastic shock chord I replaced the drawsting
out, and hook it under my balls to roll it on.

   "Now, let's see what you got here." She didn't even move.  Go for the
gun, useless to her with her fingers taped together.  As if in prayer, but
behind her.  Out of the way.  Zip down the side, her hip.  "Nice underwear.
You wear them for me?"

   'nwh.' She's ready.

   Barely even struggling, but I get them down, and "Snhhhh!"

   Yeah, she's ready.

   "Feel that?" Back at her shoulder.  "That's what a real dick feels like.
Not some toy, or some dickless school girl.  This, is what a MAN!"

   "NGH!"

   "Feels like." Just painted the tip.  In there, up and down to get it
slick, but slipped it hard over her little man in a boat.

   "Uh uh uh uh!" She shook her hair.  "AHWM!"

   "Why you crying?  You want something to cry about?"

   "NWH!  AWHM!"

   Slowly relax my grip, let her hair go slack.

   "I told you.  I don't have to hurt you." Lower to a whisper.  'relax. 
You'll like it.' Kiss her cheek.  "I promise."

   "NWHHHHHHM!"

   Slowly.  Don't want to hurt her, but.  "Feel, every.  Single.  Inch."

   "Nh nh nhm!"

   "More?" Another.  "Deeper?" And another.  Give or take.  6, or 7, but
this hard, I'm guessing all seven.

   "HhHhHhH!"

   "I told you, you'd like it.  Relax, might as well enjoy yourself. 
Fighting it just makes it hurt." Feel up her sides, around her ribs to cup
her bra.  Grip it, and drag a moan out of her.

   "MHHHHHN!"

   "Yeahhhhh, you like it."

   "UHNGH!" A good quick thrust, and, "NGH!" Another, "UN!" and "Nh!  Nh,
nh nh nhnhnhHhHhHHHHH!"

   "Hahhhh!" Sink in, and let my hands slip down to her hips.

   "HhHhH!"

   Yeah, she loves it.

   "Good." It slips out, and I let go, to rub her shoulders, her neck.

   "Snh!" Grip it.  "NH?  GHK!"

   The last thing she'll feel.  She struggles, but I'm too strong.  She can
barely even shake her head, but she finally found out what she was doing
wrong.  The sin that kept her from ever being happy, living a satisfying
life.  It's too late.

   All I can do is send her to hell.

   Her pulse, in her neck, racing so quick, so strong, so excited!  Then
dying down.  Literally, weaker, with her struggles, her gulps to try to get
breath, but this isn't a throat strangle.  It's her Carotyds, and Jugulars,
pinched off so I can feel it, the blood backing up to drown her brain,
until she relaxes, and I let her down, limp.  Wait.

   ...

   Not a beat.

   "Huh!" Good one!  "Huh huh huh!" I got out the tape, put it in her VCR,
and just played.  It'll run out, before anyone finds her.  With the belt I
found in her closet.  Around her neck, her toys dipped in her juices, the
big one stuck to the coffie table.  Splayed out on the couch, like she just
fell back, let go of the belt, still sticking to her fingers.  Wrists taped
together from the roll on the couch.  Their lab will find the adhezive
matches, and her prints.  But not mine.

   My records will show she checked it out, herself.  Club card, she has a
discount.

   So everyone will know what she was, and what happens to lesbos in
hiding.

   ;

   {Continuity note: Years after that, he gets his hands on a .44 magnum,
and finds himself in gay bars, in the SFBA, before being killed by ME Billy
Young.

   .
   .}