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Book 8\par
Chapter Three\par
Dom\rquote s Way Home\par
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and speaking of fiasco\par
\tab Alex, Maggie, Louis; PFC Nodden; Leighanne; Eric, Emily, Derrick, Katey; Gary and Linda; Phil and his daughters; the Tarantula Desert Scourge biker gang; Larissa and her brother, Farris; and Jessie & Joey\emdash just some of the people who will have spotlights in this soaring chapter.\par
\tab Oh, and Dom the Entity, too.\par
\tab But first!\par
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The Fiasco Family\par
\tab House # Four on Desert Seaway Highway was a nice home in need of just a little TLC\emdash mainly a yard, paint, something-anything green.  But it was a suitable home for a blended family.  Robert Fiasco had three boys, Greg, Peter, and Bobby.  (sound familiar?)  His wife, boys\rquote  mother, died tragically in an auto accident.  That sucked.  But two years later he married again, Carol Henderson; she had three girls\emdash Marsha, Jan, and Cindy.  (sounding real familiar now, huh?)  oh well\emdash I\rquote m obsessed with some particular tv programs (can ya tell?) \par
\tab One night, Marsha couldn\rquote t sleep.  New house, new environment\emdash still getting used to BOYS (her new brothers) and desert living.  It wasn\rquote t bad, but it could be better.  Big city life and then suburban life had been one thing\emdash living in the desert next to the ocean was something else entirely.  She was thirteen and thought she would soon be getting her own room.  So far\emdash nope!\par
\tab She lay in her bed with the window open listening to the nearby surf crashing against the rocky beach below the cliff side.  It sort of helped soothe her\emdash sort of.  She wasn\rquote t hungry\emdash she was something else.  Living with BOYS was new to her\emdash she had reached that certain age where curiosity piqued her and prompted her to not loathe BOYS but to sneak peeks at them\emdash even if they were her brothers (step-brothers.)\par
\page\tab Greg was fourteen and still a little dorky.  His brother Peter was way dorky and youngest brother, Bobby was just plain childish\emdash but had aspiration of being a dork.  They were alright\emdash for brothers.  As brothers and sisters there were typical fights and not-get-alongs, but that was normal.\par
\tab Not long after the combined family moved to the new digs just outside of town a cousin of the boys came to live with them while his folks \ldblquote worked things out.\rdblquote   He was fifteen, all kinds of shy and not too talkative.  He was nice looking, though; and Marsha found herself friggin\rquote  her cunt thinking about him.  She had seen him earlier coming from the shower\emdash he was near naked.  Wrapped in a towel he crossed the hall and even with his messed up hair he was quite nice looking to look at it.\par
\tab Marsha still had to deal with feelings of sexuality.  She tried to do so privately but in a crowded house it was sometimes difficult to impossible.  Her fingers worked tenaciously her quivering pussy, soaking her panties.  In the single bed next to her sister Jan lightly snored.  Across the room in another single, sister Cindy farted\emdash in her sleep!\par
\tab Time to change panties\emdash they were soaked and she hated soaked panties.  She sighed and found a pesky fart coming her way.  Tossing her bedding to her feet she pulled her legs back some, pushed her panties up some, then pulled her cheeks open and let it rip.\par
\tab Chainsaw fart!  It felt good to let it go.  She then slid her panties off, kicking them off once they were at her ankles.  Then she lay with her nightgown hiked up to her waist\emdash still fingering herself as the cool breezes from the sea came to soothe her.\par
\tab The digital clock on her nightstand read 12:01.\par
\tab 12:01AM\par
\tab Crap.\par
\tab Shying she slowly slid off her bed and went to the window looking out.  New Daddy said it was only temporary until he could save up enough money to take them back to the City to a nice place.  Marsha didn\rquote t particularly like the desert and wasn\rquote t too keen on the sea.  If it was a regular beach house or something maybe that\rquote d be different.  But the house was next to a cliff and the beach was not much to speak of.\par
\tab Her mother said to \ldblquote make the best of it.\rdblquote\par
\tab Make the best of it\emdash the school in town was nothing like her old school, she had to get used to new friends and socialize and \ldblquote fit in\rdblquote  while she was still getting used to having BOYS in her life.\par
\tab She needed some milk\emdash and maybe some of that chocolate cake if none of her dorky brothers had gotten into it.  She forgo putting on new panties, sometimes prancing about without undies on was a turn-on.\par
\page\tab Standing in the middle of the hall was Ernie, the visiting cousin.\par
\tab He was naked.\par
\tab Marsha stood still with her breath taken aback.\par
\tab\ldblquote Er-Ernie?\rdblquote  she inquired.  She waited.  And waited.  And then waited some more.  His back was to her and there was only one nite light on in the middle of the hall near the hall bathroom.  Slowly Marsha found herself fingering her still twitching itchy cunt.  \par
\tab Ernie didn\rquote t move.  \par
\tab Marsha hadn\rquote t seen him naked but that one time with just the towel.  While he seemed to be absorbed with staring down the hall, Marsha took the opportunity to check out his body\emdash his backside anyways.  It was nice, what she could see of it.  Nice ass, straight, tall, slender, well built for a fifteen year old.  Nice ass.\par
\tab The wetness between her legs intensified. \par
\tab\ldblquote Ernie?\rdblquote  she quipped again.\par
\tab Still nothing.  Twitching her nose, checking the sleeping status of her sisters, Marsha slipped out of her room, closing the door gently.  The house was old; it had been a general\rquote s house back in the heyday of the military occupancy.  There were floorboards that squeaked just about everywhere.  Marsha stepped on one and froze.  Ernie still remained steadfastly still.\par
\tab Well, not exactly \ldblquote still.\rdblquote   As Marsha braved another step the boy was doing something.  Doing something all boys were famous for and something Marsha was only vaguely aware of.  Masturbating.\par
\tab Marsha came right up against the wall and to Ernie\rquote s side.  He was motionless except for the stroking of his cock.  Marsha knew what \ldblquote cock\rdblquote  was and other assorted sex parts, positions, and so on.  She was thirteen and well schooled\emdash but not physically.  She only recently begun fingering her own sex finding incredible joys in doing so.\par
\tab Marsha slowly begun to get scared.  Something was wrong.  Why wasn\rquote t Ernie saying anything, or doing anything but jerkin his merkin?  His merkin.  Oh my God!  His cock was freaking HUGE!  Marsha HAD seen her Daddy\rquote s cock\emdash bio Daddy; AND she had seen her new Daddy (by accident.)  But both times their manhoods had been flaccid and not \ldblquote active.\rdblquote   There, too, were glimpses of her new brothers\emdash also by accident.\par
\tab Ernie\rquote s cock was impressive.  Very.\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote  Marsha blurted.  Then she found her cunt flowing with juices.  Panic quickly ensued and she bolted for her Mother.  Sure, spread the joy.  \par
\page\tab Mother Carol was only really partially asleep herself.  New hubby Mike (another Mike character!  Oh!) was sound-sound to sleep.  Easily Carol and Marsha crept out to the hall.  Carol lost all color at seeing Ernie working his merkin.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote  she breathed.  \ldblquote Ernie?\rdblquote  she quizzed.\par
\tab\ldblquote He wouldn\rquote t answer me, either.\rdblquote  Marsha supplied.\par
\tab For the moment, there was nothing to but stare.\par
\tab Carol slowly stepped up closer to Ernie, waved her hand before his stone face, and realized that the boy was sleepwalking.  Sleepwalking!  It was phenomenal if not extraordinary.\par
\tab At length Ernie simply stopped.  Abruptly.  He just stopped.  His cock was\emdash phenomenal if not captivating.  Both Mother and Daughter had wet pussies and were salivating greatly.  Oh what that would taste like in the mouth!  Oh what that would feel like in the cunt!\par
\tab Ernie never batted an eye, but dripped a little cum from his piss slit.  He turned around and returned to the guest room he had to himself and that was that.  Mother and Daughter were left in a tizzy.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Gosh, Mom,\rdblquote  na\'efve Marsha piped, \ldblquote are all those like that?\rdblquote\par
\tab Those?  You mean \ldblquote cocks?\rdblquote\par
\tab Carol was flustered still with the sight of Ernie\rquote s schlong still etched firmly in her mind.  She nodded slowly almost gasping for breath.  Then she realized what her daughter had said.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh, no, he\rquote s special.\rdblquote  damn straight.\par
\tab\ldblquote Special?\rdblquote\par
\tab Carol didn\rquote t know how to explain.  \ldblquote Well, dear, sweetheart\emdash they-they aren\rquote t all like that.\rdblquote   Nope, not at all.  Nice to have a \ldblquote variety\rdblquote  to chose from, though.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ve seen Daddy\rquote s (she didn\rquote t specify \ldblquote which\rdblquote  Daddy) and Greg and the boys,\rdblquote  she then shook her head in disbelief, \ldblquote but they don\rquote t have anything like his.\rdblquote\par
\tab Carol wasn\rquote t shocked\emdash or even dismayed at her teenage daughter\rquote s admission of seeing what she shouldn\rquote t.  She was concerned, though.  Unable to sleep for sure the two traipsed down the stairs to the kitchen.\par
\tab\ldblquote Soooo, does Daddy have a big one, like Ernie\rquote s?\rdblquote\par
\tab What a curious thing for a thirteen year old to ask!\par
\tab Carol was still somewhat flustered (at the sight of Ernie\rquote s cock).\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, no dear, not this Daddy, but you\rquote re Daddy\emdash yes, he\emdash HE had a big one.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Ooooh!\rdblquote  gushed Marsha.  She began to get wet again just wondering what it would be like to take such a thing.  Sex to her, though, was a little elusive.  She had the basic concept\emdash school, the daily news, friends, crude drawings (and some not so) on the bathroom wall, television shows, and a good imagination aided her knowledge.  But nothing beats hands on experience!\par
\tab Yes, bio-Daddy had a big one; and Carol knew of it personally!  One night, when Carol was nigh but thirteen herself, she traipsing (lot of traipsing in this story, ain\rquote t there folks?) anyways, she came lopping down the stairs for a drink when she noted the light on in her Daddy\rquote s den.  \par
\tab Daddy was an engineer (not train type) and had one of those big slanted desk to spread his drawings and what all.  He sat on a swivel stool and diligently did his work\emdash usually in private.  Daddy\rquote s little girl, Carol, though, usually had free reign to pester him \ldblquote whenever.\rdblquote\par
\tab Slowly she crept into her Daddy\rquote s den, he was feverishly working on something of some interest and wasn\rquote t aware of the intruder.  But then he did\emdash she was fresh from a shower and at the tender age of thirteen she was putting on perfume so her \ldblquote scent\rdblquote  arrived before she did.  He didn\rquote t mind the intrusion and actually appreciated the distraction.\par
\tab Carol had no idea what she looked at on the drawings\emdash they were lines and numbers and all too confusing.  Her Daddy hugged her and she perused the drawings while her Daddy explained them\emdash tried to.  \par
\tab After a time he stopped and found a correction to make (on the drawing) and so he made it.  Carol remained at his side\emdash up to something.  She leaned on a secondary architect\rquote s table that was smaller.  She leaned and leaned almost toppling over.  As she leaned, though, she raised her nightgown.  She raised her nightgown!  It was simple thing of powder blue with different shades of blue daises all over it.  Slowly ever so slowly did she inch the night garment up\emdash slowly ever so slowly revealing her tush.\par
\tab Slowly ever so slowly did her Daddy finally catch a glimpse\emdash of flesh.  He stopped fiddling with his work to gawk at his daughter\rquote s revealing ass.  Carol blushed and only glanced to her handsome Daddy.  He had walked in on her accidentally while she was masturbating and it embarrassed them both.  He had also walked into the bathroom while she was just getting out\emdash catching the full bloom blossoming young girl totally naked.  (on her bed she was just in a top and panties\emdash panties rolled to her knees.)\par
\tab Then, she herself had seen him jerking off in his own bathroom while she was innocently collecting laundry.  His cock was\emdash handsome.  She had stared at it and for a time\emdash he let her!  He stood to where she could see it better and it was already producing love cream.\par
\page\tab But the sounds of others romping about interrupted them and she quickly fled.  Thereafter there when they were together it was a little awkward\emdash it would have been better far better if they had been \ldblquote alone\rdblquote  but in a house of many brothers and sisters there was no such thing as \ldblquote alone.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Soooo, did you and Grandpa ever finally, eventually--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Eventually,\rdblquote  smiled Carol to her daughter, \ldblquote the timing was right one night (no one home) and--\rdblquote  fond memories of her first naughty illicit shenanigans with her Daddy.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oooooh,\rdblquote  ooohed Marsha, \ldblquote what was it like?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Fantastic.\rdblquote  Carol said still reeling in the fond memory.  It was love, or something like.  There was hugging, petting, and then lip-to-lip kissing; followed by lots of caressing.  In his den again Daddy and Daughter were\emdash and alone, too.  Carol\rquote s Daddy was in his jimmies\emdash and nothing else!  After the caressing and such caringings on, Carol noted that her Daddy\rquote s dong was hard\emdash very hard.  While he caressed and rubbed her shoulders, Carol took note and then stronger note of his protruding erection.  \par
\tab Soon that erection was out\emdash out in Carol\rquote s hand.  Slowly as her Daddy caressed her she just simply tugged his jammies down exposing fully his throbbing throbster.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Ooooh, wow!\rdblquote  Carol blurted.  It was masterful, monstrous, and magnificent.  Her fingers went about the shaft and slowly worked it making it harder and harder and then spurting.\par
\tab Spurting.\par
\tab Carol\rquote s first taste of cum.\par
\tab At first it was a little gross\emdash a lot gross.  But in her mouth, her Daddy\rquote s cock felt wonderful and he seemed to like it, too.  his cum shot hot into the back of her mouth; then flowed down her gullet in great quantiful gobs.\par
\tab Carol paused as she reeled more on the fond memories\emdash she also was getting her panties soaked even more and began fingering herself methodically.\par
\tab\ldblquote So you gave Grandpa a blowjob?  Cool!\rdblquote\par
\tab Carol nodded, smiled, and was having a polite orgasm.\par
\tab\ldblquote Did you do anything else?\rdblquote  Marsha politely inquired.\par
\tab Carol nodded\emdash but didn\rquote t say anything aloud.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sex?\rdblquote  Marsha guessed.\par
\tab Again, her mother merely nodded.\par
\tab Yep, sex.  Of course!\par
\page\tab At her tender age, taking her Daddy\rquote s masterful cock was going to be difficult.\par
\tab\ldblquote So what did you do?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I used a few things to help pave the way.\rdblquote  Carol said.\par
\tab Cucumbers can be a girl\rquote s virgin pussy\rquote s best friend!\par
\tab And bananas, zucchini, and pickles.\par
\tab And young cousins.\par
\tab\ldblquote Cousins?\rdblquote\par
\tab Yep, Cousin Allen and Cousin Henry.  Allen was twelve and brother Henry had just turned ten.  Carol needed to have her cunny broken-in and though while she enjoyed humping zucchini, it wasn\rquote t doing the job.  So, in the backyard playhouse they got naked and after Carol sucked their adequate schlongs, the boys took turns ramming their young rods into her hot box.\par
\tab This was repeated almost on a daily basis.  By the following weekend she was ready for her Daddy\rquote s big dick.  It was still a \ldblquote tight\rdblquote  fit, but with a little try and error and a lot of try they managed.  Not all of Daddy\rquote s dick, though, went in.  But enough.  Enough was good and after a time, after a couple more sessions, thirteen year old Carol was fully taking her Daddy\rquote s love tool.\par
\tab\ldblquote He made me cum so hard\emdash it was incredible.\rdblquote  Carol told Marsha, \ldblquote I could cum as soon as he was all the way in!\rdblquote   and after only a few strokes, so was Daddy.\par
\tab But mostly she liked to suck.  She got used to the \ldblquote taste\rdblquote  of his love tool\rquote s juices squirting.  They made love in the shower and he peed on her, there, too!\par
\tab Marsha\rquote s eyes were gleaming as she stared at her Mom\rquote s admissions.\par
\tab Carol looked to be in some agony.  And it was only obvious what was the matter.  The two blushed and made way to the laundry room, Carol sliding her panties off; Marsha raising her nightgown to reveal the fact that her panties were already off AND her pussy was soiled\emdash gleaming with her personal juices.\par
\tab The sea breeze from the nearby ocean drifted in thru the open window\emdash it did little to soothe the two hot and bother Mother/Daughter.  Very little.\par
\tab Upstairs, Daddy Mike stirred and found the bed was empty.  He waited\emdash thinking his new wife was in the toidy.  He waited\emdash waited\emdash and waited.  Then he sat up and noted the bathroom door was open and no light, no sounds of mid morning peeing.  Swinging his legs out of bed he grabbed his bathrobe and went checking.\par
\page\tab Little Cindy farted\emdash in her sleep!  Slowly he crept in noting that a bed was empty.  There was good light from Nature streaming in thru the girls\rquote  open window, he stepped up to the bed making for the open window; there were electronic security measures about the window\emdash they hadn\rquote t been tripped or gone off.\par
\tab Returning to the bedroom door his bare foot stepped on something.\par
\tab Panties!\par
\tab Soiled panties!  They were sticky with not pee but cum!  Young teenage cum!  OH!  Daddy Mike got an instant erection.  He couldn\rquote t imagine it\emdash but he did, daughter Marsha fingering herself.  Oh!  His erection strengthened as he quietly yearned for that young tight possibly virgin pussy.\par
 \tab Middle girl Jan stirred in her bed, a slight moan and then she blew a fart, too!  Mike stood still a moment; then eased himself down onto the girl\rquote s bed.  Just a sheet covered her.  Jan lay on her side, partially, legs cocked in an insect manner; one hand up under her pillow while the other under head face.\par
\tab He had seen her\emdash in her underwear.  Topless.  She was ten and didn\rquote t quite yet have a \ldblquote chest\rdblquote  to speak of.  Not even to ogle.  But she DID have a nice ass.  Closing his eyes he waited a moment; Marsha\rquote s soiled cum soaked panties in one hand, his cock throbbing hard in the other.  \par
\tab Then he sighed and was ready to move on to see where his wife and Marsha were.  Then Jan rolled to lay on her stomach.  Mike waited being absolutely still.  Absolutely.  She got an itch and scratched it in her sleep\emdash as she did she inadvertently moved the sheet covering her down a bit\emdash exposing a bit of her ass.  Her right leg cocked made for optimum viewing enjoyment.\par
\tab Ever so slowly did new Daddy place his hand on Jan\rquote s body\emdash right at her waist.  She was a sound sleeper\emdash he already knew that.  (so was Cindy.)  Jan continued sleeping, Mike continued\emdash\par
\tab Mike continued resting his hand on her waist\emdash then slowly ever so slowly moved down.  His cock pulsed and began to throb.  New daughter  Marsha\rquote s panties were wrapped nicely about his staff\emdash he wanted her lips about his staff nextly!\par
\tab Jan\rquote s ass was warm, soft, and warm.  Her favorite color was pink and blue.  She wore nice normal girlie panties and often while putting it to her Mother\emdash he thought of \ldblquote putting it to\rdblquote  the little girl.  He knew that her cunny was too young for his mighty manhood\emdash but it was just right for ejaculating on!\par
\page\tab Smoothing his hand over the girl\rquote s ass only drove him to a newer level of sexual want.  His fingers held fast from slipping inside her underwear\emdash his desire to caress her ass and cunt soared within him.  Somehow he managed to stave of molesting her and scurried out the door.\par
\tab Downstairs in the laundry room he found his new wife and new daughter.  They were naked, on the floor, sixty-nining.  New daughter Marsha was on top, facing him.  There was a little light on in the kitchen, natural light on coming in from the backdoor of which was the laundry room.\par
\tab Marsha was a little alarmed at first, but she saw her new Daddy with a raging boner AND her panties wrapped about that boner.  She gave him a big grin, wriggled her ass on her Mom\rquote s face and stared at her Daddy\rquote s hard dick.\par
\tab What was Mike to do?  He stepped up, dropped his pajama bottoms, stood his stance open and relished in the dream come true.  Marsha wrapped her fingers about his prong and \ldblquote worked it\rdblquote .  Bits of cum already had begun to spurt.  Marsha worked the cock faster and harder receiving more and more of his luscious goo onto her sweet-sweet face.\par
\tab Then she brought the squirting head to her mouth and sucked it.\par
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\tab Peter Fiasco awoke with the serious need to pee.  While relieving serious need, sister Jan came along.  She was sleepy but also \ldblquote in the need.\rdblquote   She hung loose at the open door while Peter finished.  The boy turned partly and stepped back, his pre-teen cock out of his pajamas (no undies) still dripping a little pee.  Jan checked over her shoulder then moved to the toilet.  Down came her panties and instantly a steady stream of pee began to spew from her hairless cunt.  \par
\tab Jan hunkered onto her knees, blowing an embarrassing butt blast as she peed.  Peter sidestepped by her, his cock hard and just millimeters from her mouth.  He checked the hallway and seeing no one else was stirring, returned to stand right before new sister Jan.\par
\tab Still sleepy Jan took a moment before gripping her new brother\rquote s cock.  Slowly she handled it, squeezed it, farted, then pressed her lips against it.  She did!  Her lips went about the soiled head, her tongue near expertly going about the super sensitive crown ridge; then she began to lap her tongue all about the glans as well as diddle rapidly the cum soiled piss slit.\par
\tab Grinning and squeezing brother Pete\rquote s dick Jan excited the boy greatly.  He ran his hands thru her soft golden hair then with gently thrustings eased his proud organ into her mouth.  No, it wasn\rquote t the first time it had dwelled there\emdash both were naughty with one another prior.\par
\page\tab Jan took her brother\rquote s cock, giggling and peeing (and farting) all the while.  Peter slowly pumped into his sister\rquote s mouth, pulling out a little and then jamming himself all the way back in.  Occasionally his cock plopped out\emdash either on its own or otherwise; Peter rubbed it all over Jan\rquote s face and just got it back into her sucking mouth just in time as his cock began to spurt.\par
\tab Spurting was happening in the laundry room, too.  Daddy Mike was behind his new daughter slamming into her asshole; he was most of the way in.  New wife underneath fondled his balls, caressed his ass and was elated that all was working out.  Marsha licked on her pussy, depositing the cum from her mouth from her Daddy\rquote s dick into her cunny.\par
\tab\ldblquote She needs breaking in.\rdblquote  Mike said after the session and the girl had gone to shower.  She was a clean freak and hated a dirty body.  Carol, on her knees sitting; and Mike leaning against a counter in the laundry room, nodded, \ldblquote yes, breaking in.\rdblquote\par
\tab She had two brothers and a visiting cousin to take care of that matter for her.  It was going to be fun times at the desert home by the sea.  Fun times!\par
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The collector bearing gifts\par
\tab Linda couldn\rquote t wait until Gary returned to her hovel bearing gifts.  The \ldblquote gifts\rdblquote  were in the form of Serena Narnell, Molly Wallingring, and Charles \ldblquote Chuck\rdblquote  Arnold.  Again, of course, best friend Mike was working OT.  Gary had a plan for Mike, though, to include him in some shenanigan so he wouldn\rquote t be left out.  So far as note, though, he had not been clued in on the shenanigans going on in his home while he was away.\par
\tab  Once inside the trailer that had amazingly been picked up and cleaned, the \ldblquote shenanigans\rdblquote  commenced straightaway.  Serena had a nice young body, a little lumpy, long super fine dark hair that was super; she smelled nice, too!  Gary poised himself behind her\emdash caressing her sides, patting her pussy and slipping his hand up insider her shirt.\par
\tab Serena Narnell wore a simple clinging tightly to her body a white shirt with ruffles and flowers imprints all over them.  She had a nice face that was remarkable and distinct from other girls.  A different style of pants, not jeans or denim; they were green, light and airy and easily taken down.\par
\tab Green cotton panties she wore, bikini style.  \par
\page\tab The pants slid down to her knees; Gary slid off the girl\rquote s top and then her undershirt.  There was a training bra that came off nextly and then Gary stood, reaching his hand around the girl to pat her chest and tweak her nipples.  Amazingly there was no reaction from her and Gary sidestepped to the next girl who was about the same age, under twelve but older than ten.  That should about narrow it down\'85\par
\tab Molly Wallingring was tall, very slender, and though the same age as Serena, had bigger titties.  A green teeshirt with a kitty kat picture on the front facing forward while the back-end of the kitty was on the rear\emdash exposing it\rquote s visible asshole and upraised tail.\par
\tab She wore some funky 1960s\emdash early 70s style bell bottom pants with a fancy wide white belt that looped into itself and then hung down.  Down came the girl\rquote s pants, she had normal panties of pink with pink flowers all over them.  Sidestepping to Charles\'85\par
\tab Linda watched with fascination as Charles\rquote  shirt was pulled off revealing a nice hairless young preteen body.  Charles had on a pair of brown pants, no socks, and well worn tennis shoes.  He looked nice, though, was well groomed/clean with just a bit of shagginess to his dirty blond hair.\par
\tab After sliding the boy\rquote s pants down, he slid the boy\rquote s underwear down, too.  Linda was in full observation, hand inside her own pants \ldblquote getting after it.\rdblquote   Gary \ldblquote reached around\rdblquote  and fondled the boy\rquote s cock, masturbating him.  Linda was about out of her mind\emdash and pants.  There was no waiting for her, she was already \ldblquote in need\rdblquote  and quickly worked her pants and soaked panties off; she kept her great teeshirt on to keep her huge mammoth mummeries in check.  She then came right up to Charles\rquote  slowly growing hard cock.  Taking over masturbating the boy, Linda began to cum.  Fingering her pussy she worked Charles\rquote  cock to a delightful hard state of being\emdash then popped the young member into her mouth and began to suck.  Gary went to Molly, helped her out of her clothes completely and took her white belt from her pants.  He had a plan\'85\par
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\tab Linda made no sounds as her ass was smacked.  The white belt left serious red marks on her puffy pillowy ass, but they would fade (after a time.)  Linda liked it rough.  She sucked hard on Charles\rquote  cock, squeezing his ass and swallowing in his basically hairless testicle sac, too.  When Linda\rquote s ass was blistered red\emdash Gary dropped the belt and got behind her, parted her cheeks and jammed into her funk hole his rock hard cock.\par
\page\tab Gary easily slid his wang into her hole; Linda continued sucking-sucking-sucking.  Gary gripped the woman\rquote s ass and rammed as hard as he could until his balls that were swaying and cinching up tight in the game began to ache.  He then strained and pumped all the harder as cum began to flow from his pud\emdash he pumped vigorously emptying his nads until his energy sunk to an almost new low.\par
\tab Serena, Molly, and Charles remained standing\emdash oblivious to all around them.  Gary checked the girls, he liked them as they stood in their panties\emdash so young, pure, innocent\emdash virgin.  He had a yearning\emdash strong, deep, hard.  Linda rubbed her ass and worked Charles\rquote  cock getting herself a \ldblquote facial.\rdblquote\par
\tab Charles\rquote  eyes fluttered but he was still \ldblquote under control\rdblquote  by Gary\rquote s device.  Dom noted that it was just not powerful enough to help him.  None of the EMADs he had encountered thus far were worthy.  But he had detected one that was.  It was somewhere, somewhere in the fucked up fleaspeck trailer park\emdash somewhere.\par
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\tab There just about wasn\rquote t any more life in his cock\emdash no matter how much Linda sucked it; this after it had been freshly pulled from her asshole!  It was a little soiled but mostly coated in his cum.  But Linda tried\emdash she sucked and sucked and sucked; sucked his balls, squeezed his ass and got a Devil\rquote s thought in her craw.  She kept it to herself and waited until Gary was more fit.\par
\tab That took a while, and a beer.\par
\tab Meanwhile, he had the kids lay down instead of continuing to stand.  Charles\rquote  cock was still hard and while Gary continued to \ldblquote rest/recover\rdblquote , Linda crawled onto Charles, positioned her funky cunt over the boy\rquote s erection, and slid it up into her pussy.\par
\tab Gary\rquote s rest was quick\emdash watching his best friend\rquote s wife having sex with a twelve year old boy!  Slowly he eyed Serena and Molly and went to them, placing his mouth onto Serena\rquote s cunt eating her out thru her panties.\par
\tab Linda looked to him, grinned, and continued to pump her cunt onto Charles\rquote  cock.  Gary sucked on Serena until such time as he tugged her panties down using his mouth to do so.  Then he opened her legs and went driving his tongue expertly to her young cunny.  She was a virgin.  was.\par
\tab With her legs out and up, Gary drove into Serena\rquote s cunt with a strong force of intent.  Cupping her ass with one hand and holding the other out, Gary\rquote s tongue feverishly and expertly flicked madly all about the young girl\rquote s poon slipping inside her crevice to touch her guardian.\par
\page\tab Linda worked her sex up and down Charles\rquote  schlong, his cock was young and inexperienced and actually did little in tantalizing her well fucked cunt\emdash but it was just the fact that she was on top of him; he was naked, his dick WAS in her cunt.  That was what matter\emdash not the size.\par
\tab Serena began to show signs of \ldblquote awareness.\rdblquote   Gary paused in his tongue work and fished out of his cast off pants his minding device.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Problem?\rdblquote  Linda asked.\par
\tab Gary made adjustments to the EMAD and Serena returned to a zombie-state of being.  Gary returned to licking out her pussy; Linda returned to riding Charles\rquote  cock until he squirted his love five inches into her swamp box.\par
\tab With her legs up along his chiseled chest, Gary put it to Serena Narnell.  His cock grinded against her cunt\emdash HARD.  There was dire determination to fuck the girl and on Linda\rquote s crappy trailer carpet he would.  And did.  Serena\rquote s face reacted to the breeching of her young pussy.  Her awareness level became acute and more than Gary\rquote s weaker EMAD could manage.\par
\tab No worries\emdash he had a back-up plan.\par
\tab Another electronic device\emdash it was in the form of a beetle\emdash er, a mechanical metal thing SHAPED like a beetle.  It made a clicking noise and when pressed to bare skin sent electrical current into the body disabling among other things\emdash emotions that were connected to self-awareness.\par
\tab But like the EMAD control on the mind, the back-up wouldn\rquote t last long, either.  Gary had to hurry.  Linda had cum, Charles\rquote  cum dripped out of her cunt and she lay off to one side of the boy fingering herself, watching Gary continue his efforts at fucking Serena.\par
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\tab She couldn\rquote t get enough\emdash she gulped and tried literally to suck his cock off his body.  She worked her fingers magically on his aching cum squirting bone, squeezing the organ as well his hairy nads as if she were pumping them trying to get more cum out them than there was!\par
\tab But Gary was empty.  He had cum nicely into Serena\rquote s cunt; a couple of dynamic thrusts and then he was simply pumping without being fully inside the girl.  His cock was man size and she needed boy size cock to fully break her in.  Gary was satisfied with humping with the head of his dick in her and then a bit of shaft.  Two minutes later and he was filling the girl\rquote s pussy with his love cream.\par
\tab Linda came crawling over to lap up the spillage, sucking his cock and lapping up the sperm from Serena\rquote s broken pussy.  Linda straddled the girl\rquote s head and devoured Gary\rquote s dong.  It was good\emdash and there was more to cum.\par
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the dogfaced soldier gets made\par
\tab Oh she was cute.  Way cute.  The cutest girl he had seen (thus far) and all of about twelve years.  There was a uniqueness to her face; she seemed reserved but curious, shy but outgoing.  Twin braided blond hair, a fantastic smile, a peaceful calm about her during the height of ruckus.  \par
\tab The \ldblquote ruckus\rdblquote  was from rowdy friends she was with as they gathered outside a popular teen hangout in Town.  The group wasn\rquote t bad, either, but PFC Alton wasn\rquote t taking chances on overwhelming multiples\emdash one at a time suited him just fine.\par
\tab Alton had just finished with college girl \ldblquote Amy\rdblquote .  Her awareness level had come to be (frightening) and so some rope was used to aid Alton efforts to continue his mischief.  And continue it he did.  \par
\tab After tying Amy\rquote s arms and feet, she was laid out on the backseat of her car; knees on the scorching desert sand.  Alton stripped to his skin and as the effects of the EMAD waned its hold Amy\rquote s mind, Alton took his belt and found that overpowerment thing tingling within his soul.\par
\tab Amy was blindfolded but not gagged\emdash out in the middle of the blazing desert\emdash who would hear her?  Her possible screams of torment, though, were nixed as the intensity of the belt lashing her ass exceeded her ability to audible express her distress.  \par
\tab She clenched and wrestled in her bindings and when her ass turned the shade of puce\emdash Alton dropped the belt.  He was exhausted basically.  Amy still had some fight in her but her ass stung dramatically nipping any chance at fending off the son-of-a-bitch who was assaulting her.\par
\tab Undoing her ankles Alton forced her legs apart then dropped into position behind her his manly manhood pressing against her burning flesh.  Amy realized then that she was in greater peril than simple spanking.  Alton poked her clenching asshole; his hands went up along her sides, finding her breasts and pinching the nipples while his cock made determined advances into her ass.\par
\tab Amy thrashed about madly trying to clench her hole but the powerful thrusts of the man behind her was greater\emdash he was more determined than she, basically.  \par
\tab\ldblquote You take it in the ass, bitch?\rdblquote  Alton asked as his cock struggled making headway but then again\emdash WAS sliding into her hole further and further.  Amy couldn\rquote t verbally respond but she nodded her head.\par
\tab Alton smiled and gave a mighty thrust into her hole and began to pump.\par
\page\tab College girl Amy couldn\rquote t believe what was happening to her and she went a little still as the man rammed his cock into her anus.  It was too horrifying to be believed, comprehend, or anything of the like.  There was naught to do but \ldblquote take it.\rdblquote\par
\tab And \ldblquote take it\rdblquote  she did.  She had no choice.  \par
\tab Alton reamed, rammed, slammed, and bammed until he could do no more.  Then he released a torrent of cum and collapsed onto the young woman heaving and reeling in the deed he had done.  Amy sobbed.\par
\tab The searing sun was enough to zap anyone\rquote s energy let along engaging in immoral sex acts out in the middle of the desert.  But Alton took a swig of cool water from Amy\rquote s personal water cooler and went after her again\emdash firstly dragging her out onto the sand, straddling her, and peeing on her.\par
\tab There was sufficient shade with the car doors opened and Amy was lain there in the shade.  The sand beneath her was still mighty warm\emdash but so was the piss stream that splashed onto her face.  Her hands were bound tightly behind her; only her legs were free.  She could thrash side to side but when she did so the dogfaced soldier kicked her sides and gave her a horrible stare.\par
\tab\ldblquote Settle the fuck down and take, bitch; if you know what\rquote s good for you!\rdblquote   the image of the secluded beach came to his mind\emdash it was a good place to Amy if she became \ldblquote difficult.\rdblquote\par
\tab Amy closed her eyes and was thoroughly anointed with his piss.\par
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\tab When one has an Electronic Mind Altering Device of some type or another and dire determination to dominate, overwhelm, and make merry with one subject of some type or another\emdash one makes one\rquote s self a nuisance.  With special abilities for overwhelming purposes everyone is a Target and Subject.  No one is safe.  \par
\tab Alton\rquote s attention was solely on the small gaggle of girls outside the teen hangout.  Three other girls with the Subject Target were also choicey bits to satiate his sexual desire, but he didn\rquote t want to take chances and would settle for one at a time.\par
\tab Of course, with rope, one could tie up a Subject and stow said Subject somewhere and go after the others\emdash one at a time.  Seemed like a plan to him. \par
\tab The presence of cops annoyed him, there was something about a missing police chief, the town\rquote s chief of police was missing; also, there was the heavy presence of FBI and other higher governmental law enforcing types as well as mobsters.  Mobsters!  \par
\page  \tab From the nearby City mobsters had come prowling.  What they were up to was not known.  Rumor had it that they were searching for something.  The FBI was searching for something and someone, too.  Alton hoped to give them a wide berth and concentrated on the Subject Target.\par
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\tab Holly Lashram, thirteen, was even prettier close up.  Oh he couldn\rquote t wait to \ldblquote get into her.\rdblquote   She smelled sweetly of perfume, roses\emdash orange roses.  Perfect white straight teeth, a little upper jaw jutting; dainty earrings, and sweet creamy skin.  It was a safe bet that she was a virgin.\par
\tab Working her away from her friends had been a neat trick, but with help of his \ldblquote little electronic friend\rdblquote  (and an unseen entity), Holly Lashram was swayed away and into the clutches of Alton.  \par
\tab Behind the building and down a short alley to another building where it was deemed safe to perform shenanigans.  Alton had checked out the area prior to enacting his plan.  College girl Amy awoke in her car, back beside the gas station; minus her panties.  Her asshole was sore\emdash very, and her cunny had that well fucked feeling.  Her cunny, too, had been shaven!\par
\tab What had happened to her she hadn\rquote t a clue\emdash no memories of the event\emdash but it was only obvious that she had overwhelmed by an EMAD.  She sat freaking out some in her car before settling\emdash or being settled.  Her first instinct was to go to the local hospital and alert the authorities.  Then, \par
\tab\lquote go on your way.\rquote\par
\tab Amy turned the key in the ignition.  She felt like she wanted to do something\emdash something there was she was supposed to do.  The more she strove to recall what it was\emdash the more she got a busting headache.\par
\tab\lquote be on your way.\rquote  a soothing calm voice told her.  \lquote you\rquote re very lucky you\rquote re not sucking sand.\rquote  Very lucky.\par
\tab Amy put the gear selector in drive and \ldblquote went on her way.\rdblquote   Minus her panties.\par
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\tab Holly Lashram had yellow panties on with little flowers all over them.  Up against the brick wall of some abandoned warehouse the girl\rquote s rust colored pants were at her ankles.  Alton stared at her clad in her panties; her shirt was undone and bra was open revealing her very delectable teenage titties.  For thirteen she wasn\rquote t bad, she looked twelve and that suited Alton just fine.\par
\tab Though time was always of the essence, Alton took some.  Staring at Holly\rquote s panty clad pussy was something he wanted to savor.  He patted the front; then, smoothed his hand along the girl\rquote s legs, her sides, and especially her ass.  slowly ever so slowly down came the panties.\par
\page\tab Such a wonderful scent greeted him as slowly he rolled the girl\rquote s panties down.  He paused to gawk at the girl\rquote s furry poon\emdash closer scrutiny told him that she was indeed a virgin.  Alton smiled, his cock ached and he began to yearn.\par
\tab To her stomach\rquote s belly button he went, kissing and rolling his tongue all about the button, then downward he descended with his fingers exploring the girl\rquote s poon, too.  His cock ached more\emdash the girl\rquote s scent invigorated him sending him to lofty heights of sexual ah.\par
\tab Working her panties down to her ankles Alton then stood and dropped his own pants and underwear and stood for a moment to just simply masturbate.  Then he took Holly\rquote s hand and had her stroke him.  He moaned satisfaction and wished he had the Q&A ability.  It wasn\rquote t too important, just more to feed his sex drive.\par
\tab Up against her body the Army perv pressed himself; his hands traveling all over her underneath her shirt.  Her skin was very smooth, perfect.  When he got to smoothing his hand over her ass he was beginning to cum.  Somewhat clumsily he got Holly\rquote s pants and panties off then placed her legs up locking around his waist.  With her shoulders pinned to the dirty brick wall\emdash he put it to her.\par
\tab One good forceful thrust and it was over\emdash er, thru.  There was only a thin membrane posing as the girl\rquote s virginity.  Alton slammed his cock inward causing Holly\rquote s sweet face to contort and show signs of \ldblquote awareness.\rdblquote   Alton didn\rquote t care, he was \ldblquote gettin\rquote  some.\rdblquote   He put it to the girl not being very gentle, just struggling\emdash er, striving to get his nut.\par
\tab It was a tight cunt\emdash as most virgin cunts were.  After the first few pumps the soldier slowed his work, closed his eyes and humped in a methodic manner until spewing a healthy load of spunk.  By then the girl was partially aware.  But she was frightened and that helped keep her from ID\rquote ing her attacker properly.\par
\tab Using the girl\rquote s own panties he wiped clean his cock then her pussy.  His hands went tremblingly over her teenage ass, patting it and squeezing it\emdash desiring to fuck it.  \par
\tab But his cock was pretty well fucked out for the day.  He did lay his favorite organ onto the flesh and hump; he grinded his staff into her crack and then poked the hole.  Spanking follwed\emdash using his cock.  It was hoped that his flaccid cock would get hard\emdash but it didn\rquote t.  \par
\tab Rolling Holly over he lay on her, sucking on her delicate breasts with his pud throbbing against her fresh fucked cunt.  He wanted her, as much as he wanted Amy.  He wondered if he could find a house somewhere off-base, some remote house with a nice basement\'85\par
\page\tab A proper asshole busting erection he was lacking, and it pissed him off.  He knew that Holly\rquote s hole would be just as tight as her cunt.  But his cock was just too soft.  But it wasn\rquote t too soft for her mouth!  Pulling himself up along her chest he firstly slapped his cock between her young teenage breasts, folding the smallish mounds over his gangly prick he began to firstly hump giving her her first titty fuck.  \par
\tab That helped.  His cock began to strengthen but he was no longer interested in buggering her\emdash cupping his hand behind her head he brought the teen\rquote s mouth up to his glistening knob and into her mouth he went.  All the way into her mouth he did go; grabbing up a hold of her blond hair he held it firmly in hand while working her head back and forth.  She was aware but Alton Nodden didn\rquote t no longer cared.\par
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\tab The sound of a motorcycle ceased oral operations.  The sound of many motorcycles panicked him.  From at the far end of the back alley situated behind the warehouse a throbbing biker bike thundered by; at the opposite end so did another.  Alton laid still on Holly, his heart pounded and for some reason\emdash he wondered how Lucy was doing?\par
\tab Holly was puking his sperm spillage back out of her mouth.  Alton slowly pulled his pants up not bothering with his underwear that rolled up inside.  There was a half wall running the length of the back alley; beyond was a great empty field that mostly the desert was reclaiming.  After two more motorcycles roared at each end, Alton flung himself over the wall and lay there among the scorpions, lizards, and ants.\par
\tab A lot of \ldblquote evidence\rdblquote  was left with Holly\emdash couldn\rquote t be helped.  He lay still as it sounded like hundreds of biker bikes roared into the alley descending to where Holly lay \ldblquote aware\rdblquote  and naked.\par
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\tab The desert sun blared down baking all that it consumed; reflecting off of the brick and stucco walls that made up the general buildings of the desert town.  Panhead (remember him?) and Ozy roared their machines thru the alley stopping at the askewed dumpster.  Eagon (remember him?) and Runt came in from the other direction.\par
\tab\ldblquote Anything?\rdblquote  Panhead asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Didn\rquote t see \lquote im.\rdblquote  Eagon said.\par
\tab\ldblquote Must\rquote a went inside.\rdblquote  Ozy said looking at the backdoors to the warehouse wondering which one the Army boy went in.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote We\rquote ve got him pinned in,\rdblquote  Panhead said, \ldblquote he\rquote s gotta show soon to get back to his base.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Then we\rquote ll have him!\rdblquote  said Eagon smacking his hand gleefully with exuberance to his head.\par
\tab The Desert Scourge began firing up their bikes again when Ozy spotted movement from under the piled refuse of warehouse debris and broken down cardboard boxes.\par
\tab The Scourge slipped off their bikes, armed themselves, and smiled.\par
\tab Ozy grinned a near toothless grin; Eagon licked his lips and squeezed the handle of his knife near to death.  Panhead nodded to Runt and the skinny Scourge kicked away the cardboard.\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t who they were looking for, but a young teenage girl.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well,\rdblquote  said Ozy, \ldblquote looky what we got here!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Dessert!\rdblquote  cried out Runt.\par
\tab Holly\rquote s peril had just begun\'85\par
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\tab A scorpion crawled across his hand, several ants did also.  Sweat aplenty ran in rivers down his face tickling his underarms and zapping away his energy more than it already was.  The minutes ticked by\emdash and by\emdash and by.  The scorpion went along its merry way going under some piles of debris.  The noise from the other side of the half wall was deafening\emdash and it wasn\rquote t from the bikers\rquote  bikes\'85\par
\tab Alton felt sorry for the hapless girl; at his hands her future was fairly certain.  At the hands of the bikers\emdash she had no future.  But there were four of them\emdash one of him.  He was an \ldblquote Army of One\rdblquote  but not in the physical sense.  There was no way he could take on the Scourge\emdash unless maybe he had a rocket launcher or something.\par
\tab The screams of Holly went on until they stopped.\par
\tab The motorcycles fired up and roared off moments later.\par
\tab Alton waited.  And waited.  The heat of the sun was getting more and more and time was getting away from him.  He had to head back to the base pretty soon.  Did he dare peek over the wall?  Would a Tarantula be waiting for him there?  He waited a little more\emdash then peeked.  He at least expected to see the ravaged body of Holly there.\par
\tab But she wasn\rquote t.\par
\tab That was too bad.  The bikers had her.  That really was too bad.\par
\tab Alton dusted himself off and hauled ass out of the area.\par
\page\tab He needed a beer.  In the small town there were a few places that sold beer; Alton headed for the pizzeria.  It was one of his favorite places; not so much for the pizza OR the beer.  It was the ambience, the atmosphere, the young\rquote uns.\par
\tab A small pizza and a pitcher of beer.  He was thirsty.  A near run-in with the Desert Scourge had him.  He didn\rquote t know much about them but they were bad news.  Alton had enough of bad news and needed no more.  A few Joes and Josephines from the base were in the premises.  Ugly-ugly-butthole ugly bitches, skanks, and mule turds.  He couldn\rquote t believe his luck\emdash not only was stuck in the worst military base known to armykind, but a base where the female populace made dogs howl and small children flee in horror.  In horror.\par
\tab So he set his sights on something more pleasing to the eye\emdash and cock; mindful was he about the use and operation of the EMAD, too.  There were more security measures installed\emdash two beefy ARMED security guards poised themselves menacingly.  They weren\rquote t friendly and for a time, and then every so often thereafter, they eyed Alton and kept him in check.\par
\tab After finishing his pizza and beer he made for the bathroom\emdash a guard was there, too\emdash plus one in the bathroom.  Once done with business he made for the bus stop where he would catch the bus back to base.\par
\tab The bus had already departed for that particular hour so he would have to wait for its return.  He wasn\rquote t on official \ldblquote army\rdblquote  business so he didn\rquote t have use of a company vehicle and his army pay didn\rquote t allow enough to purchase a used or even well used civilian vehicle.  So hoofing it\emdash and he was used to that, or using alternate transportation was his fate.\par
\tab And speaking of fate\'85\par
\tab A variety of knives was a soldier\rquote s best friend.  Alton had one particular knife being repaired at a lock knife shop across the street.  Disappointment about a possible bit o\rquote  naughtiness with one (or two) wee lassies from the pizza shop pissed him off.  Then his knife that was promised to be ready\emdash wasn\rquote t.  \lquote complications\rquote  the grizzled old proprietor said.  Alton perused the knife display, swords, and other forms of destructive mutilation then went out the side door to the alley.\par
\tab Disgruntled about his day, his life, he picked his way thru the short alley to Kobbway St. which was opposite of the front street of the knife shop and bus top.  Kobbway St. had small businesses catering to quaint little shops of artists, boutiques, museums, bookstores, and dainty cafes.  It was closed to traffic and was a great open courtyard with trees, sidewalks, water fountains, and meandering tourists.\par
\page\tab One of the \ldblquote tourists\rdblquote  caught Alton\rquote s eye.\par
\tab She was young, cute, in pants that were tight, and flat chested.  Alton\rquote s cock surged and he began to drool.  She was all kinds of cute, short dark hair that was rich, thick, and full of life\emdash inasmuch as she herself was.  A short kiddie vest of multiple colors with a sleeveless top underneath of southwestern motif color schemes.  Powder blue pants, matching socks and even day wear shoes.\par
\tab Alton eyed her with care, being nonchalant as there were a myriad of seen and unseen security devices and guards hither and thither.  EMAD detectors and preventors were established everywhere\emdash the area as a whole was designated EMAD free.\par
\tab There, too, were some delicious teenage girls mingling outside a bookshop; an smaller group of oddball teens mingled at an outdoor caf\'e9; green spiked hair, studs everywhere on their bods; dark clothing, boots of a particular style suggesting along with the rest of the clothing style that they were members of the \ldblquote Goth\rdblquote  way of life.\par
\tab Alton checked them, too\emdash the girls.  There were three girls, four boys.  The girls were fascinating, purple hair, bulky leather jackets with chains all over them including spiked chains in collar form about their necks.\par
\tab They were interesting and worthy of staring.\par
\tab But back to the little girl who had slipped away from her parents and other adults she was with.  Alton moaned as the Target bent over to look at something in a store window.  An ass shot.  An ASS SHOT!  It was nice\emdash real nice.  The girl moved on coming to pause at the shop featuring local artists art work.  That truly was a nice-nice ass.  Alton wondered if she had on matching blue panties?\par
\tab Let\rquote s find out!\par
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\tab Fatima\rquote s Flowers were the next shop over, then a service alley.  Three more shops and then the side sidewalk going to and fro.  The day was waning and there wasn\rquote t much time.  The child\rquote s parents were in a gaggle with others, smaller wee children run amok everywhere and no one apparently had seen Rachael slip away.\par
\tab\lquote go out to the sidewalk.\rquote  A Voice spoke to Alton.  His \ldblquote inner voice.\rdblquote   It still spooked him but he stuck his hands in his pockets and slowly walked on the opposite of the shop area to the sidewalk, then began his trek right along the sidewalk heading up the walk to those opposite side shops.  But he remained on the sidewalk walking down clear past the shop buildings to the small street behind them.  Then, continuing to follow his Inner Voice he walked near aimlessly down to service mentioned earlier.\par
\tab The street and service street were riddled with barrels, dumpsters, crates, abandoned shells of cars, and the like.  Strangely, no bums or derelicts of society.  Alton went into the service alley noting the placement of the security cams.\par
\tab\lquote don\rquote t worry about them.\rquote  his Voice told him, so he didn\rquote t\emdash he just was aware of them (and wary.)\par
\tab Midway down the alley and there was the Target, Rachael.\par
\tab An even small service alley there was between the buildings, a walkway mostly.  It was highly cluttered with debris and a perfect place to initiate shenanigans.  And so Alton did.\par
\tab Rachael\rquote s EMAD detector on her shirt, belt, and watch were blinking with one giving a slight whining noise.  As Alton ran his hands up and down the girl\rquote s sides \ldblquote another force disabled the detectors and the GPS that could be used to locate her whereabouts.\rdblquote   By then, Alton had discovered that Rachael DID have matching panties to her outer outfit\'85\par
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\tab The degenerate dogface soldier pulled off the young girl\rquote s vest and top.  Flat chested, smooth skin, perfect with what were deemed to be a pair of aspirins on an ironing board.  Alton liked titties\emdash of all sizes (or no sizes) and he paused a moment to lust after the girl\rquote s meager offering.\par
\tab Then he was taking down her pants and marveling at her turquoise panties.  Very-very nice and his cock was near bursting out of his pants right off.  His hands went to her little butt, squeezing and squeezing increasing his lust level to higher heights.  Up and down her legs he went before sliding down her panties.\par
\tab Juts of cum was already spewing from his cock as slowly down came Rachael\rquote s turquoise panties.  \ldblquote Oh yeah\'85\rdblquote  he breathed.  A perfectly shaped virgin pussy greeted him and he was in a personal fit.  \ldblquote If I had a house\'85\rdblquote  he quipped.\par
\tab Alton placed his mouth to the girl\rquote s nipples, squeezing her body to him, patting her bare ass and digging his fingers into her crack.  Not a word from Rachael.  It was a hug, a delightful that at length ended with the little girl being laid down.  Alton pulled off her shoes, then her pants, and took her panties to his nose where he ingested their funky odor causing more spunk to soil his own undies.\par
\tab Hard pressed was he to keep from \ldblquote jumping the girl\rquote s bones\rdblquote  right then and there.  Somehow he managed to hold off so as he could perform some foreplay.  Fuck the bus, he\rquote d walk or hitch!\par
\page\tab Rachael was a \ldblquote few months\rdblquote  away from being eleven.  Soldier boy went down on the tweeny, licking her pussy and engulfing it whole while shoving a daring probing finger into her asshole.  She was a virgin.  Alton\rquote s tongue feverishly flicked all about the girl\rquote s cunny; fully engulfing her cunt as if he were actually trying to \ldblquote eat it\rdblquote !\par
\tab Rachael made some moans, groaned, and twisted her little body as her cunny was taken into a new realm of awareness and awe.  Alton\rquote s tongue went into her, touching her hymen.  His finger went into her\emdash touching a turd.\par
\tab Ewewew!\par
\tab Cum was shooting out of his cock and it was time.  His tongue had tired but his mouth continued suckling on the hairless cunt, nipping the mounds for one last hoo-rah! before he undone his pants and got further along with his special maneuvers.\par
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\tab All over her sweet little hairless previously untouched pussy Alton\rquote s cum squirting squirter roamed and humped the slit.  Alton himself was in a tizzy of emotions and humped the girl\rquote s slit almost enjoying it as much as actually being IN the slit.\par
\tab But on the slit he did hump, sperm shooting out to soil the girl\rquote s belly area\emdash shooting up to even soil the area between her soon to develop breasts.  He humped hard and with enough personal lubricate sufficiently lubricating the girl\rquote s entrance\emdash Alton went in.\par
\tab Rachael\rquote s legs went flailing; her arms went wild\emdash but she was still \ldblquote controlled\rdblquote  and was thusly raped.  Holding his hand over her mouth Alton drove into her young cunny busting thru her protection and driving into her sex as far as he could manage.\par
\tab Half the length of his powerful schlong was left out of her.  Alton didn\rquote t care, the best part of his \ldblquote soldier\rdblquote  was in and that was what counted.  A steady pumping began with a pull-out to hump the slit again before reinserting for further fucking until huge juts of cum spewed and zapped his already zapped energy.\par
\tab It felt like a real good piss.  A real good piss.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t care for the blood coating his cock and balls.  That was gross.  He used the girl\rquote s panties to clean himself and then her.  The girl twitched some and looked strangely odd to him.  Alton laid his mouth to hers and drove his wicked tongue into her mouth; cupped her ass and reeled in the dirty deed he had just done.\par
\tab Then, pushing her knees back to her shoulders, he assaulted her virgin asshole.  All the while never knowing that he WAS being watched\'85\par
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\tab He was always amazed about \ldblquote where\rdblquote  his cock went after it went into a girl\rquote s body.  Mouth, pussy, asshole.  Having a lengthy dong, it was just a marvel at where his dick went after disappearing into a hole.  Most bitches he sunk his bone in where small, short statured, or something of the like.  Not too mention a little on the young side.  Where did his dick go?\par
\tab He knew one thing, though, Rachael\rquote s asshole tract was straightened out to be sure.  He pumped her with her young legs pushed back to her shoulders, her ankles hooked to his own shoulders.  Ass fucking the young girl had seriously taken his energy but he strove the extra mile to get his nut.\par
\tab Afterwards he lay with the girl, caressing her, spanking her little butt some, reeling and resting.  \par
\tab\lquote time to go, soldier boy.\rquote\par
\tab Alton didn\rquote t wanna.  He wanted to rest and then maybe pee on the girl if he could manage.  He wanted to have her suck his cock, too.  But the Inner Voice continued to pester him, \lquote leave her and get out of the area.\rquote  \par
\tab The sound of motorcycles prompted Alton to follow the suggestion of his Inner Voice; Rachael\rquote s panties he wanted but they were very soiled.  He took them anyways, tossing them into a sewer drain.  There was \ldblquote evidence\rdblquote  on the garment and that wouldn\rquote t be good to leave behind.\par
\tab\lquote don\rquote t go that way.\rquote  The Voice said.  Alton started to go the way he had come; then he backed up and started to go the way Rachael had come from the plaza.  A hand reached out grabbing him pulling him into darkness.\par
\tab Oh!\par
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\tab\ldblquote Shhh!\rdblquote  whispered a voice, a human voice not an Inner Voice.\par
\tab Alton was petrified with fear and struggled to overcome it.  His eyes took a few precious moments before adjusting\emdash he had been pulled into an alcove of a huge brick building.  A secret door was there, very small.  A busted overhead light and piled debris blocked the door.\par
\tab The sounds of gunning motorcycles roared into the service alley.\par
\tab\ldblquote This way.\rdblquote  said the human voice.  It was a girl, a teenage girl, dressed in leathers, chains, and purple hair.  One of the chicks from the plaza, a goth girl!  Oh my!  She tugged on his hand pulling him into an unknown.\par
\tab The Desert Scourge or the Goth girl?  Hmmmm\par
\page\tab It was cooler inside the passageway of the building.\par
\tab\ldblquote It runs behind the building, all the buildings; a common corridor.\rdblquote   She sort of reminded Alton of a troubled movie actress who made the nightly news for her antics and unlawful social acts than for her movie career.\par
\tab\ldblquote It was first used to hustle slaves back and forth out of sight of their owners.\rdblquote  She added.  Then she continued, \ldblquote then it was transporter liquor during Prohibition.\rdblquote  Then it was used to hide desperadoes from the law; then during WWII it hid away POWs from foreign countries.  Later on it was used to hide prostitutes.  A plethora of illegal high jinks went on as well.  Not much went on currently.\par
\tab Not a long walk, there was a mustiness, darkness, and varying degrees of temperature zones until finally there was a purple light above a secret door.  Madelynn opened the door and Alton followed.\par
\tab Inside was a large room with tables, chairs, counters, and not much else but layers of dirt.  Rolled carpets, stacked paintings along one wall, and crates along another.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s a store room.  Forgotten.\rdblquote  Madelynn went thru the room to another door.  Down a corridor where different colored lights were above this door and that.  He could hear obnoxious and hellacious music from behind the doors; and the strong scent of marijuana, too.\par
\tab A tall fella with chains dangling all about his body they came to meet.  He was topless and the chains were clipped\emdash no, piercing his nipples.  Tight skin leather pants he wore, a dog collar about his neck.  Lots and lots of hair with mini skulls entwined with skeletons and other bizarre oddities.\par
\tab He moved on without so much as a growl or HI YA! or anything to Alton\rquote s presence.  He continued to follow \ldblquote Maddy\rdblquote ; still in shook and not a peep from his Inner Voice!\par
\tab There was an open door; inside was a small room similar to a bedroom.  Mainly \lquote cause it had a bed in it.  A full size bed, iron with ornate head and foot board.  It squeaked, too.  It squeaked \lquote cause there was a naked girl (teenage) on the bed; her arms tied to the headboard, her legs tied outward to the footboard.  A man in his early twenties was on her fucking her brains out.\par
\tab Maddy pulled Alton further passed other rooms until coming to her own room.  The entire place was a \ldblquote place\rdblquote  inside a place; a thriving business there had once been there\emdash furniture mostly and mainly and it had its own warehouse to service customers.  After the town went thru redevelopment and created the plaza the furniture business somehow fell to the wayside and out of sight.\par
\page\tab Maddy\rquote s room was small, cluttered with clothes; barrels and crates, and a single bed.  There were punk rock posters on the wall; throw rugs of multi colors on the floor.  Alton paused as she offered him some green tea.  He accepted and took a seat on a furry purple beanbag-like chair.\par
\tab Madelynn.  No last name given.  Short multicolored hair with the prominent color being purple.  There was green on the sides with orange streaks running throughout.  A small colony of earrings depicting skulls, crossbones, and a parrot on her ears.  One nose stud but not other (strangely) facial piercings.  (she saved those for other places\'85)\par
\tab Layered clothing despite the outside temperatures.  She looked really nice, though; thru the fa\'e7ade of being someone else she wasn\rquote t.  She had the \ldblquote appearance\rdblquote  of the Gothic girl scene but Alton picked up on the fact that she was not all that.  \par
\tab Lots of chains, bracelets, odd colored socks and the typical attire wear for shoes (boots).  But there was something about her, her persona.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Sooo, you live here?\rdblquote  good guess, dumbass.\par
\tab Yes (dumbass).  She and several others called the inner warehouse \ldblquote home.\rdblquote   Alton guessed that she was about sixteen, maybe seventeen.  He could be wrong, though.  It didn\rquote t matter.  She wasn\rquote t twelve, she had titties.  Teenage titties.\par
\tab During the tea (which was bland and not appealing to his taste), Maddy explained why she had dragged him in.\par
\tab\ldblquote You were made.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote The Scourge is looking for you.\rdblquote\par
\tab OH shit.  That\rquote s not good.\par
\tab\ldblquote ME?\rdblquote  he almost squeaked.\par
\tab Maddy nodded that it was so.\par
\tab\ldblquote Any ideas\emdash why?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote They think you have something they want.\rdblquote\par
\tab Wrap me up tight and call me a tampon.  The color left Alton\rquote s face and a serious knot formed in his stomach.  His balls clenched up and his asshole tightened up.  No, his balls tightened up and his asshole clenched up.  Yeah, that\rquote s it.\par
\tab\ldblquote They know who you are.\rdblquote  And, \ldblquote they know you have one of those devices.\rdblquote\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote But it\rquote s okay, you\rquote re safe here.\rdblquote\par
\tab Somehow, though, that didn\rquote t make Alton feel better.  Nope, not at all.\par
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\tab She was strange, but colorful.  The green hair, orange streaks, purple areas, typical black gothic makeup with black fingernails/toenails, too.  Take away the excessive jewelry (and makeup), the unsocialable clothing and she would be a typical normal American girl.\par
\tab\ldblquote I saw what you did.\rdblquote\par
\tab She was just a boon of information.\par
\tab Alton clutched the tea cup with his balls being sucked up into his asshole.  \ldblquote Y-you saw?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote With that girl, the first one.\rdblquote\par
\tab The first one?  Holy shit!\par
\tab The first one, behind the warehouses where he hugged the desert floor like a snake while the Desert Scourge had their fun with \ldblquote Holly\rdblquote  before whisking her away so as the rest of their family could enjoy her, too.  Wasn\rquote t it nice that even scumbag scummies like the Scourge shared?\par
\tab\ldblquote The Scourge has her now.\rdblquote\par
\tab Alton didn\rquote t like that, he knew it, and there wasn\rquote t thing one he could do about it.  He sighed, nodded, and tried to look as disappointed about her situation as possible.\par
\tab Maddy got up and turned on an old style phonograph,\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you like music?\rdblquote\par
\tab Alton blinked and was still mystified at the whole situation.  Suddenly, instead of the expected Punk or Thrash or some other incredible destructive music to the senses and general populace\emdash but jazz.\tab\par
\tab Jazz!\par
\tab And Organ Jazz specifically.\par
\tab She was a strange-strange girl for sure.\par
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\tab The staring was what got him the most\emdash she was quirky, weird, strange, bizarre and no telling what else above being Goth, but it was her staring at him that annoyed him the most.\par
\tab\ldblquote What?\rdblquote  he asked trying to hold composure.\par
\tab Maddy smiled sorta-kinda, blushed in an almost embarrassing way and said, \ldblquote You like little girls.\rdblquote\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t a question but frighteningly a statement of fact (and observation.)\par
\tab Alton didn\rquote t answer as he felt a set-up.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s ok,\rdblquote  Maddy said; she leaned to him stretching out her hand and patting his knee, \ldblquote I saw you with that other one.\rdblquote\par
\tab Damn!  So much for security measures!\par
\tab\ldblquote She was cute!\rdblquote\par
\tab Oh?\par
\tab Alton\rquote s fears began to become mixed\emdash and mixed up.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you just like girls, or boys, too?\rdblquote\par
\tab Alton couldn\rquote t speak.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m sorry to be asking invading questions,\rdblquote  she continued, \ldblquote you don\rquote t mind, do you?\rdblquote\par
\tab Alton blinked his eyes giving no indication of his answer one way or the other.  \ldblquote I-I guess not.\rdblquote  he replied.\par
\tab Then she said a remarkable statement,\par
\tab\ldblquote I like boys.\rdblquote\par
\tab She did!\par
\tab Then added, \par
\tab\ldblquote Little boys.\rdblquote  \par
\tab She did!\par
\tab The same age as the little girls Alton had \ldblquote liked.\rdblquote\par
\tab Oh!\par
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\tab Madelynn had a lot of questions, she kept them mostly to herself.  She was a quirky girl for sure.  \par
\tab\ldblquote You had some nice moves with that last girl.\rdblquote  she stated.\par
\tab Alton felt himself in a fix.  How to answer that, how to respond?  Could he flee the premises and run back to base if need be?\par
\tab\ldblquote I would have liked to see her on top to see you cock going into her.\rdblquote\par
\tab Alton thought he was going to bust.  Then he noted Maddy\rquote s eyes focusing on his crotch\emdash his \ldblquote cock.\rdblquote\par
\tab He was just a little uncomfortable.  Just a little.  But curious, too.  what was she up to?\par
\tab\ldblquote There\rquote s a couple mind things here but they don\rquote t work too well or something.\rdblquote   Or something.\par
\tab Maddy refreshened their drinks; Alton wondered if she put anything \ldblquote funny\rdblquote  in the tea.  His fears that were subsiding suddenly began to peak again.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ve always wanted one of those things.\rdblquote\par
\tab Alton accepted the refreshened tea and took his turn at staring.\par
\tab\ldblquote W-why?\rdblquote  he asked nervously.\par
\tab\ldblquote Boys!\rdblquote  she said with a gleaming sexually laced smile.\par
\page\tab Madelynn liked boys.  Young boys.  Boys under twelve, under eleven actually, but older than four.  Wow!\par
\tab\ldblquote I love sucking their little pee-pees.\rdblquote\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote and I\rquote ve done a couple little girls, too.\rdblquote  she admitted freely.\par
\tab All Alton could do was blink his eyes and lick his lips thoughtfully.\par
\tab And get hard.\par
\tab With his asshole clenching up tightly his cock swelled.  Maddy slowly came up to him, on her knees.  Alton was highly uncomfortable to say the least; but relented as the strange Goth girl with odd hair leaned in closer to him.  He half expected that any moment the strange tall dude with the chains he had met earlier in the hall would come bursting thru with a company of brain eating zombies in tow.\par
\tab But they didn\rquote t.  Alton opened his legs and Madelynn ran her hands down his legs to his crotch.  With an almost expert grope the girl fondled his growing bulge.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote d loved seeing it when you put into that little girl.\rdblquote  she said as she ran her fingers up the length of his shaft.  Alton was reeling in the thru-the-pants handjob.  Then she went down\'85\par
\tab Her mouth engulfed his shaft and she began sucking it\emdash thru his pants!  All Alton could do was take it, rake his fingers thru her hair, and waist for Freakazoid with the chains to burst thru the door.\par
\tab At length the girl sat back\emdash she wasn\rquote t quite thru lambasting poor soldier boy Alton.  Off came her gray top and then there was a short undershirt underneath.  There was a small cup sized bra containing (trying) a pair of luscious teenage orbs.\par
\tab Alton eyed them, awed them, and lusted\emdash heavily.\par
\tab Madelynn fondled them herself, pinching the nipples that strangely weren\rquote t pierced as per the norm for one following the Goth lifestyle.  They were offered to Alton and he took them, squeezed them, and felt juts of cum soiling his already soiled underwear.\par
\tab Mystified beyond belief Alton hurriedly unleashed his cock.  Madelynn eyed it as a delicious beef stick dinner.  Her eyes literally gleamed with excitement and down on it she went gobbling his manly manhood.  She made serious slurping sounds as she sucked taking the whole member into her gullet.\par
\tab Alton\rquote s cock swelled and it no longer mattered if Freakazoid busted thru the door.  Fuck him!  A blowjob was more important than life itself.  Maddy was pretty good, pretty strange about her technique but Alton couldn\rquote t be too choosey about getting a hummer.\par
\page\tab Black panties.  Hi-cut style with black lace trim.  Down they came in a slow manner as had her pants just prior.  A shaven pussy the teen girl had revealing a piercing at the top of the mons.  A piercing there was, too, in her belly button.\par
\tab A tat of a muscular devil shoving his inordinate sized cock into a heavenly angel\rquote s cunt was on the right butt cheek while a toady frog had a fairy princes in his large mouth\emdash her legs dangling outside on the left butt cheek.\par
\tab She was not a virgin.  Duh!  But didn\rquote t appear to be all that slutty, either.  She stood nude before Alton lightly fingering her sex pleasing him and entrancing him all the more.  Then, stepping out of her clothes, she came to settle on his cock.\par
\tab Alton caressed her tatted ass and backside as she easily slid down his pole.  His eyes took in her developed breasts and he was mystified even moreso.  Slowly ever so slowly did she rise herself up and slide back down.  Up\emdash down.  Up\emdash down.  Her pussy clenched his cock and pleased it greatly.\par
\tab They made love.\par
\tab They made love in the sitting position and as the strength of their love persisted, Alton took command (finally!) and took them to wallow like pigs and or dogs on the floor on top of their clothing.  She was a good fuck.  Alton buried his stick into her snatch and though lo true she had been stuck before\emdash her pussy was pleasingly tight\emdash cock pleasingly tight.\par
\tab A few hearty pumps and Alton relaxed relinquishing his command temporarily so as his underling could take a forward mount.  And she did mount\emdash rolling on top of her soldier boy she first set up so as to pronounce her decree of command.  But it was, too, for Alton\rquote s enjoyment of her breasts.  Inasmuch as he lusted for her snapper, he lusted for her orbs, just as well.\par
\tab Then she was laying down on him; their bodies melded.  Their sweat mingled.  Their lust collided.  Their mouths met and their sexual union erupted to a newer and higher level of lust.  \par
\tab\ldblquote She, the Lady, was born to rule the castled winds and in turn, be ruled by other winds; Desire\rquote s winds.  And he, the Knight, was born to bow the knee to fealty and to love; he was the errant gallant of her passions.  And when he raised her in his arms, the fields that bound her fell away a thousand leagues or more; banished to that place of dreams where the Unicorn\rquote s glance vanquished all that kinds and men knew to be real.  Time and tempered swords and Dragon\rquote s flame.  And when they kissed!  The woods and vaulted boughs sighed their names and hushed the world.\par
\tab He was a hard fortress of stone pressing the cuirass of his breast against her.  Then, a queenly mount and the wind itself was within her.\par
\tab Mouths for this were meant, not for morning prayer; hands for this\emdash not for grasping blood-tipped lances in violent tournaments.\par
\tab She surveyed her domain from on high.  Then, other glories came to sight.  Her flesh was his and his was hers. \par
\tab The Winds subsided and whispered words of Lady and Knight were answer by starlings on their westward way.  These winds, the Lady knew, would return like starlings with the magic of the dawn.\rdblquote\par
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\tab She shuddered and released an amazing amount of personal juices.  Her pretty eyes encircled by dark makeup and eyeliner bulged but sparkled as a flurry of manjuice filled her inner sex.  Her nipples perked out and grinded against her lover\rquote s hard hairless chest.\par
\tab Alton had never had sex so great.  His mind was vexed; his hands lay in rapture on the teen girl\rquote s soft ass and nothing else mattered.  Nothing.  He melted; they melted. Their mouths hungrily devoured one another as their sex parts tingled and subsided.  Their hearts pounded against one another and Madelynn began to pee!\par
\tab For a time they lay entwined with one another.  It was fantastic!  \par
\tab Drawing little circles about his breasts, Maddy asked,\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you think I could use that thing?\rdblquote\par
\tab She referred to his mind altering device\emdash not his cock.\par
\tab When he didn\rquote t immediately answer right off, \ldblquote Or we could use it together.\rdblquote\par
\tab Together.  Together.  A pair.  Her.  Him.  Together.  Hmmm\par
\tab The desert town of Town would never be the same\'85\par
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best laid plans\par
\tab\ldblquote Soooo, whattya gonna do?\rdblquote\par
\tab silence, then a shrug and a \ldblquote not care\rdblquote  conveyance.  Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Might take the train, or jump down on one of those ships.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Wow,\rdblquote  said Derrick, \ldblquote sounds like fun!\rdblquote\par
\tab Eric Bambly sat on some rocks over looking the Starlight park.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ever coming back?\rdblquote  Derrick wanted to know.\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck no!\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote Fuck him!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Girls gonna miss you.\rdblquote\par
\tab Silence.  Then, \ldblquote Yeah.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Shoot, if Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer can do it, so can you!\rdblquote\par
\tab Eric smiled at that announcement.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sounds like a plan.\rdblquote  Eric said nonchalantly tossing finger sized pebbles down the hillside.\par
\tab\ldblquote Think he\rquote ll care?\rdblquote  Derrick probed.\par
\tab Eric shrugged.  \ldblquote I don\rquote t know, don\rquote t give a fuck, either.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Give a fuck about what?\rdblquote  asked Katey as she climbed up from behind the boys.\par
\tab\ldblquote Eric\rquote s going to go rafting up the Canoe.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote No shit?\rdblquote\par
\tab Eric was annoyed at Katey\rquote s intrusion and even more annoyed at Derrick\rquote s blabbing.  He shrugged and sighed, farted, and tossed more rocks.\par
\tab\ldblquote His Dad beat him again.\rdblquote\par
\tab Eric gave his black friend a stern hard look.  \lquote shut the fuck up, will ya!?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Seems to be going around.\rdblquote  Katey piped.\par
\tab\ldblquote Whattya mean?\rdblquote  Derrick asked.\par
\tab For a moment Katey kept mum, Eric wished Derrick would take a lesson.  Then, \par
\tab\ldblquote Emily\rquote s Dad.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote nuff said.\par
\tab\ldblquote That fucker.\rdblquote  Eric said.\par
\tab\ldblquote Where is she?\rdblquote  Derrick asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hospital.\rdblquote  Katey said.\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote No shit!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote No shit.\rdblquote  Katey said dejectedly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy crap, he must\rquote a beat her bad.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Did you see her?\rdblquote  Eric asked.\par
\tab Katey shook her head, No.\par
\tab\ldblquote What happened to her Dad?\rdblquote  Derrick asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sheriffs got him.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Hope they lock his sorry ass away.\rdblquote  Eric said.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hope they put him away somewhere dark.\rdblquote  Katey said.\par
\tab\ldblquote Hope they put him somewhere DEEP and dark!\rdblquote  added Derrick.\par
\tab\ldblquote So deep they have to pipe sunshine to his sorry ass.\rdblquote\par
\tab After the kids went a little silent for a few moments.  Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote I guess I better head home \lquote fore I get a butt bustin\rquote .\rdblquote  Derrick scrambled up, dusted off his butt and then scooted down the trail towards home leaving Katey and Eric to watch the setting sun.\par
\tab\ldblquote Soooo, you really leaving?\rdblquote\par
\tab Eric shrugged.  She knew his Dad, he was as bad if not worse than Emily\rquote s Dad.  He sighed, drew his knees up, locked his arms about them and continued watching the sun.  Katey had been sitting just to one side; as scooted a little closer and formulated herself in the same position as her friend.\par
\tab\ldblquote Where you going to go?\rdblquote  she asked.\par
\tab Eric shrugged.  \ldblquote Doesn\rquote t matter,\rdblquote  Eric said with his chin on his knee, \ldblquote just so long as it\rquote s away from him.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Want some company?\rdblquote\par
\tab Eric turned his head to her.  He firstly had a scowl on his face, then it was wonderment.  He shrugged.  Typical answer.  Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Why?\rdblquote\par
\tab It was Katey\rquote s turn to clam up.\par
\tab\ldblquote If you want to.\rdblquote  Eric said turning his head back to the horizon.\par
\tab Katey almost smiled and sat a little closer to her friend.  Together they watched the sun until it sunk and transferred Day to Night.\par
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\tab Fried Chicken, southern style biscuits w/gravy\par
\tab Meatloaf with tomato sauce, red and green bell peppers\par
\tab Tuna casserole, homemade Macaroni and Cheese, Chili (mild), roast beef, hamburgers and hotdogs.  There, too, was pizza, corndogs, and some Mexican and Chinese food\emdash that would be missed.  Big time.\par
\tab Going to a ballgame, miniature golfing, playing with his friends on the tracks, BA-ing the ships.  Those things he would miss.  But living with his messed up Dad just wasn\rquote t worth it.  It wasn\rquote t going to work and like Emily, if he stayed much longer he\rquote d probably wind up in the hospital, too.\par
\tab Katey, though, talked him in to coming to her place and she\rquote d give him a \ldblquote going away\rdblquote  meal.  \ldblquote Pickeled pigs feet with braised cow tongue and greased frog innards.\rdblquote  Katey told him.\par
\tab The boy stared at her with mouth agape.\par
\tab Then she broke into a broad smile.  \ldblquote Not really,\rdblquote  she giggled, \ldblquote meatloaf with fresh biscuits.\rdblquote\par
\tab She wasn\rquote t known to be such a kidder, Katey was known to be serious.  She lived alone with her retired Grandpa and not much was really known about them.  She didn\rquote t talk about her parents or where she came from.  She was usually quiet and somewhat shy\emdash a mystery woman!\par
\tab Eric hide out behind the trailer where there was piled clutter from previous occupants and old plank boards creating a sort of impromptued cave of sorts.  He waited there inside a tattered canvas covering--\par
\page\tab And waited.\par
\tab And waited.\par
\tab And \endash  he could smell food cooking; chickens clucked in the next yard, Otis made rounds, Jonas Josephus stood out on his back deck again\emdash naked.  He was out of his mind and stood where God and the trailer park residence could see him\emdash and his gangly dangly thing.  Otis was on to him but Jonas was \ldblquote not at home.\rdblquote\par
\tab Eric waited.  It was hot out and despite the breezes from the nearby ocean\emdash it was still hot.  He waited, he got hungry, and hungrier.  \ldblquote How fucking long does it take to make meatloaf!?\rdblquote\par
\tab Slowly he crept up alongside the blue/white 50 foot trailer.  Most the windows and side doors were sealed, covered, concealed.  And there was a reason.  There\rquote s always a reason.  At one place Eric found a loose access cover used to store stuff\emdash garden hoses, spare tires, support brackets and braces and stuff like that there.  It was under the rear situated bedroom.  It was a perfect place to hide\emdash not too mention to see if he could see down the narrow hall of the trailer to see what was going on with dinner\emdash he was starved!\par
\tab Once the storage compartment cover was closed it was dark\emdash damn dark.  Eric waited a moment, listened as hard as he could, then poked around to see if he could raise up the top of which if it was like most trailers there was a bed there.\par
\tab There was.  And it was heavy.  Luckily, though, Eric didn\rquote t have to raise it as there was a storage compartment hatch from inside the trailer that was accessible.  It was stubborn and made a little effort on Eric\rquote s part to open.  It squeaked when he finally managed but he was able to see down the hallway.\par
\tab He saw the Grandpa, naked.  Completely naked with a sort of hard cock dripping cum.  Then there was Katey being guided by the shoulder to the front situated sofa.  Eric wasn\rquote t sure but it looked like there was \ldblquote cum\rdblquote  on her face.  Katey was nude, too.  She put her hands down on the cushion of the sofa and spread her legs out.  Her naked naughty Grandpa put himself up behind her and began spanking her ass with his cock.  His hands went all over her body, mostly her sides and ass while he spanked her.\par
\tab Silently and with great stillness, Eric watched as the Grandpa put his cock into Katey.  It wasn\rquote t known, not to Eric, what hole was being rammed, but a hole was being rammed nonetheless.  The Grandpa gripped Katey\rquote s hips and began to pump\emdash vigorously.\par
\page\tab Eric, though disgusted by the horrendous incestuous act, found himself with a boner.  Slowly did he free it and slowly did he squeeze it as he watched with increasing trepidation.  Katey didn\rquote t wail or show signs of distress but it was clear that she was uncomfortable.\par
\tab One minute, two minutes\emdash THREE minutes elapsed before the Grandpa once more delivered unto his granddaughter his goo.  He pounded her from behind hard with the only sound being his sixty-something year old hairy balls slapping against her body.\par
\tab Finally he strained, pumped the last pump and delivered his ultimate sin.  He made verbal audible noises as he did so then pulled out, patting Katey\rquote s ass and making some sort of comment about her being a \ldblquote good girl.\rdblquote\par
\tab Katey remained in position rubbing her ass\emdash she had been fingering herself while she was reamed, too.  Gobs and gobs of cum coated her asshole\emdash of which she had been pounded for three minutes plus.  The Grandpa stepped aside masturbating watching Katey as slowly she pulled herself together.\par
\tab Eric was in a quandary.  The man was vile, as vile as was Emily Dad, or his own.  But it was Katey\rquote s Grandpa.  It should be her to put a stop to his attacks or something.  But, then again, he was being mistreated by his own Dad, too\emdash and he wasn\rquote t saying anything to anyone about it.\par
\tab Katey wasn\rquote t crying, though.  She stood and slowly made way to the hall bathroom\emdash shutting the door.  Eric sighed and started to crawl out when he found himself with a raging hard-on that was spurting cum!  He laid himself out and commenced fondling himself.  It felt good and he got a little comfortable.\par
\tab The moment of pure ecstasy came and cum squirted up onto his belly and soiled his hand and cock, too.  He continued humping, fondling his balls, and thinking of Katey.\par
\tab Then his belly thought of food.\par
\tab Peeking thru the bed frame foundation he Katey come out of the bathroom zipping up a pair of pants and adjusting her shirt.  Her naughty horny Grandpa had redressed and was serving up dinner.  Eric drooled and watched as they had their dinner at a small table against the wall.  Not a word was spoken during dinner.  The Grandpa got up and went to the bathroom; Katey quickly hustled up a plate and headed out the door.  Eric scrambled out the storage compartment and made for where he had been hiding earlier.\par
\page\tab\ldblquote Meatloaf.\rdblquote  Katey handing the plate to him.\par
\tab Meatloaf, cream corn, peas, sliced carrots, spinach, biscuit with honey and butter.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Anything to drink?\rdblquote  Eric asked.\par
\tab Katey \ldblquote Oppsed\rdblquote  and dashed back into the trailer.  She returned with a glass of milk and sat on a huge truck tire watching him eat.\par
\tab\ldblquote So when are you leaving?\rdblquote  she asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t know, tomorrow I guess.\rdblquote  munch-munch-munch  \ldblquote Tomorrow afternoon or something, I\rquote m going to go see Emily first.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote They wont let you in.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Why not?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Because you\rquote re a kid and without a parent or someone older you cant see anyone in a hospital.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Bullshit!\rdblquote  spurted Eric angrily, \ldblquote I\rquote ll see her!\rdblquote  he said matter-of-factly.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll go with you.\rdblquote  Katey said.\par
\tab Eric munched up the rest of his meal, farted, and announced, \par
\tab\ldblquote I gotta take a piss.\rdblquote\par
\tab Katey rolled her eyes but didn\rquote t move as her friend stood, unzipped, and hauled out his soiled schlong.  He firstly politely turned just askew of her, but why bother?  They had been naked together many times, swimming and engaging in sex, peeing off the railroad trestle, baring their asses to passing ships underneath said trestle.\par
\tab The need to pee superseded the need to get hard and so he peed first.  Katey remained on the truck tire lain against the pile debris, but as the boy got into a heavy flow of peeing, she came up to his side to watch.  Eric\rquote s piss stream doused a wild flower in the tall unkempt unattended grass patch.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t you pee out here?\rdblquote  Eric asked.\par
\tab Katey almost smiled.  A strong ocean breeze came up over the trailer and messed up her hair, it was growing darker but Eric could see the gleam of starlight in her dark eyes.  \par
\tab Then she farted.\par
\tab Eric loved to hear girls fart.\par
\tab He loved to watch them pee, too.\par
\tab Katey undone her pants and pushed them down.  no panties.\par
\tab A steady flow of urine began to squirt, \ldblquote Can you stand up and do it?\rdblquote  Eric asked.\par
\tab Katey paused the flow of her peeing, thought a moment then stood.  She didn\rquote t like the idea of possibly wetting her pants so she casually stepped out of them, spread her legs, and while standing\emdash peed.\par
\page\tab After peeing\emdash\par
\tab Katey stretched out her hand and began fondling her friend\rquote s cock.\par
\tab In turn, the friend stretched out his hand and began caressing her hips, up her sides, then awkwardly her pussy.  Their bodies came together and equally awkwardly they pressed their lips together melding themselves into one being.  Eric\rquote s pud tingled and sent jillions of tingling sensations throughout his young bod.  Katey didn\rquote t have much in the way of the Titty Department, but what nipples she had perked up and grinded against her young stud\rquote s chest.\par
\tab They continued to kiss and soon came to lay in the sparse grass (away from the piss puddle they created) and with Katey on top, she expertly glided Eric\rquote s bone into her sex.  It was a gentle fuck with Katey laying down moving her hips up and down his smallish shaft.\par
\tab Presently her Grandpa called for her.\par
\tab\ldblquote Stay here tonight.\rdblquote  Katey said.\par
\tab Eric shrugged, \ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote\par
\tab Katey pulled on her clothes and slipped away.\par
\tab Eric sighed, yawned and fixed himself up a spot under a piece of canvas that served as a sort of tent.  He watched the stars come out and as he tried to determine shapes and such he fell asleep.\par
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\pard\qc *\par
\pard\par
the adventure begins\par
\tab The Desert Scourge thundered on the Desert Hwy; a cargo/container ship blew its horn as it passed under the trestle; someone used too much bleach in their laundry; and someone nearby was frying chicken.  The need to pee was great with him so he moved further back inside the makeshift shelter and unfurled his happy dick.\par
\tab It was a good long piss with accompanying \ldblquote music.\rdblquote   He wasn\rquote t too hungry but he would like some juice or something.  Even pussy juice!  Sex with Katey\emdash who woulda thunk it!  He was mindblasted and couldn\rquote t wait to see what the day would bring.\par
\tab No longer having the cover of darkness he had to be careful as he slipped out of the piled debris cave and eased up alongside the Maknoddy trailer.  Surely they were up yet.  Surely.  \par
\tab Ms. Garisson\rquote s cat, \ldblquote Winston\rdblquote  crept slowly along the fence\emdash eyes feasting on early morning birds feasting at a bird feeder.  Eric lifted the storage hatch cover and eased inside.  He strained his ears to listen and did hear sounds.  He couldn\rquote t make them out so he waited.  And waited\'85\par
\page\tab After a time he scooted to where the interior hatch cover was and peeked out.  No one was down the hall.  But there was sounds and movement\emdash from directly above him!  Freezing still for a moment he waited; then curiosity got to him and pulled him; positioning himself on his back he pulled up to be at the foot of the trailer\rquote s single double wide bed.\par
\tab On top of it was Grandpa Noah\emdash and his granddaughter, Katey.\par
\tab They were nude.  Noah was on top of Katey with his 60-something year old cock in her pussy just hammering away.  Katey, meanwhile, flailed her arms and legs about but wasn\rquote t in that much distress.  Eric was awed into a stupor watching the sex.  He was mesmerized, too; watching the man\rquote s cock sliding into Katey\rquote s pussy.  It was an awesome sight to see and caused young peeking Eric to fondle himself.\par
\tab There was a bit of concern for Katey as she clearly was not one hundred percent into the deed being done to her.  Her Grandpa \ldblquote put it to her\rdblquote  and there was no stopping him.  Katey flailed her arms and legs about, hands clutching the bedding, thrashing her head back and forth on the pillow until finally the event was nearing its end.\par
\tab Then and only then did the girl show some signs of involvement.  She seemed to \ldblquote hump\rdblquote  back into her Grandpa, wriggling her sex and clenching and her Grandpa\rquote s cock finally excited and ignited her into reeling in an orgasm.\par
\tab Grandpa Noah gave some final thrustings, strained himself, pulled out to empty a huge quantity of his love potion all over her fresh fucked pussy.  He then laid his tool onto the gash he had just pulled out of and humped it, straining his cock to continue his deed a little longer.\par
\tab The statement from Katey, \ldblquote I have to pee\rdblquote  finally prompted the retired sailor to move off of her and lay on his back soiling himself.  Katey scrambled off of the bed and into the nearby bathroom.  There was no door.  Eric could see Katey sitting on the toilet and hear her peeing.  She farted, too.  \par
\tab She didn\rquote t look well; leaning forward a little with her arms crossed on her knees she looked forlorn, brooding.  Then she sighed and farted.  Parting her legs Eric watched as she wiped herself then stood and hooking a leg on the counter she used a washcloth to wash off her pussy.  \par
\tab Grandpa Noah had been fondling himself all this time\emdash so was Eric.\par
\tab It was a nice sight, Katey\rquote s backside, her leg stance, her cleaning efforts.  Noah sat up and watched, masturbating and getting \ldblquote hard\rdblquote  again.\par
\tab\ldblquote Come here.\rdblquote  he called out. \par
\page\tab Katey stopped her cleaning of herself and came to stand nakedly before her Grandpa.  The aged man looked her over\emdash with increasing lust.  He stopped playing with himself to run his hands up and down her arms, then the sides of her body before running a finger up her young pussy. \par
\tab The fingering continued that soon segued to caressing her backside with special attention to her ass.  Katey was drawn in closer and soon she was positioned onto his throbbing hard mast.  She was squeezed, patted, squeezed some more and then \ldblquote raised\rdblquote  up.  \par
\tab Eric\rquote s pud was spurting as he watched their antics.  Katey said nothing but laid her head against her Grandpa\rquote s shoulder.  The old sailor cupped the girl\rquote s ass and raised her up\emdash and then down\emdash UP and then DOWN.  She was riding his staff and he liked it\emdash so did Eric.\par
\tab Finally he laid down but for a moment Eric couldn\rquote t see anything in particular due to his position.  Then, the Grandpa turned themselves laying the proper lengthwise on the bed.  Eric once more could peek up from the foot of the bed and there was Katey, on top of her naughty Grandpa with his cock humping up into her delicate pussy.\par
\tab It was more of a fantastic sight than seeing her getting hammered from below\emdash Noah\rquote s hands were tight on her ass flesh, pulling them open to reveal her asshole.  Noah\rquote s cock went effortlessly up into the girl\rquote s pussy, his hairy balls looked as if they were one and he pounded hard to make his ultimate goal a reality in under two minutes.\par
\tab Katey got into the shower afterwards; her Grandpa was fucked out and useless.  When she came out of the shower she dried herself and came out to stand at the doorway.  For a long while she stared at the 65 year old man.  He was asleep.  Katey stared and stared, then picked up her clothes from the floor and put them on.  As she made her way to the front of the trailer Eric nearly was made.  The peeking boy quickly, but silently, re-concealed himself then bolted out of the storage compartment and returned to the debris shelter.  Katey came out a minute later.\par
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The white zone is for loading and unloading only\par
There is no parking in the red zone\par
\tab\ldblquote Hospitals creep me out.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Why?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Too many sick people I guess.\rdblquote\par
\page\tab Although kids were allowed in the Town hospital, they were usually as Patients or with Grown Ups of some type.   Or in a group.  The kids caught a ride from their fleaspeck trailer park via Otis\rquote  truck.  Otis was taking a load of trash to the garbage dump which was on the other side of Town.  Along the way was the town hospital.\par
\tab Eric, Derrick, and Katey lingered outside the main entrance doors debating how to make entry without being particularly noticed.  They saw the security guard, there was a check-in desk, a waiting room, and hospital staff to contend with.  \par
\tab Then a group of kids came along.  Who they were or why there was so many of them (about an even dozen) was not known to Eric, Derrick, and Katey.  Nor did they care.  Two adults and one teen \ldblquote helper\rdblquote  were in charge of the herd which was a mix of Nationalities and ages.  The Starlight trailer kids just blended in.\par
\tab\ldblquote Where is she?\rdblquote  Eric wanted to know once they were inside.\par
\tab No one knew.  The hospital had four floors.\par
\tab\ldblquote She could be anywhere.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s ask.\rdblquote  suggested Derrick making the sensible suggestion.\par
\tab No one had a beef with that but there were reservations.\par
\tab In a sort of huff Katey made for the check-in desk.\par
\tab She returned moments later, \ldblquote Third floor, check-in with the nurse\rquote s station \lquote cause we\rquote re kids.\rdblquote   Eric made a quirky frown and the group made for the elevator.\par
\tab\ldblquote They aren\rquote t gonna let us in to see her.\rdblquote   Katey said dejectedly.\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote ll find a way.\rdblquote  Eric said matter-of-factly.\par
\tab On the third floor, one half was for kids, Pediatrics.  Thankfully there were a few peoples about so the kids were not well noticed.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do we check-in or what?\rdblquote  asked Derrick.\par
\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s not,\rdblquote  said Katey, \ldblquote just go to the rooms and look in.\rdblquote  sounded like a plan.  All the doors were opened anyways.\par
\tab Emily Maschier\rquote s name was on a door, along with three other names but Emily wasn\rquote t in the one bed assumed to be hers.\par
\tab\ldblquote They must have her somewhere else.\rdblquote\par
\tab The kids lingered for a moment, then;\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m hungry,\rdblquote  said Eric, \ldblquote I didn\rquote t get any breakfast.\rdblquote\par
\tab Katey shot him a look, \ldblquote Sorry.\rdblquote  she conveyed without saying.\par
\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s go to the cafeteria!\rdblquote  chirped Derrick.\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t have any money.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Me, either.\rdblquote  stated Katey.\par
\tab\lquote just go and see what happens.\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s just go and see what happens.\rdblquote  Derrick said to his friends.\par
\tab Eric and Katey shrugged and followed Derrick back to the 1rst floor to the Main Floor Cafeteria.  As they walked, Katey and Eric lightly held hands\'85\par
\tab At the cafeteria there were many peoples, also the group the kids had mingled in with to get into the hospital in the first place.\par
\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s get in with them.\rdblquote  Derrick suggested.  Eric and Katey shrugged and got in line with the large group of kids, picked up a tray and started loading food onto their plates.\par
\tab\ldblquote This stuff\rquote s good!\rdblquote  stated Derrick as he hungrily and wolfishly scarfed down the mashed potatoes and other typical homefare delights.  Eric and Katey looked to one another, shrugged, and nonchalantly followed suit, but not with so much enthusiasm as did their young friend.  The group found an empty booth and no one bothered them.\par
\tab Once more, Eric and Katey held hands (under the table) as well as sat as close as possible without becoming one person.  Derrick paid them no mind and polished off his meal in no time.\par
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detour\par
\tab Emily was in her room finally; she was bruised and bandaged and not at all well.  She was glad to see her friends, but embarrassed, too.  Naturally she asked, \ldblquote What are you guys doing here?\rdblquote  to wit it was the three friends saying they wanted to see her.  Emily was very impressed that Derrick and Eric had come.  The boys sat on her bed trying not to say anything stupid.\par
\tab Dom lingered in the background getting a little bored, but it was something to do\emdash to follow the lives of the various peoples he came across from the trailer park and the surrounding area (military base and Desert Hwy. houses.)  Suddenly, he\rquote s attention was piqued by something else.\par
\tab An EMAD.  A strong\emdash powerful EMAD.  It was nearby.  Somewhere.  He left the kids and strove to pick up on the \ldblquote scent\rdblquote  of the elusive electronic device he so sought.\par
\tab But it wasn\rquote t in the hospital.\par
\tab Across the street was a church.  Not a big one, but a small one, not one that had been visited earlier in this chapter, either.  There was a small private school attached to it, too.  Dom held fast a moment then proceeded.  There was unknown trepidation seething thru his \ldblquote soul\rdblquote\emdash he hadn\rquote t a body as he was still pretty much an \ldblquote entity\rdblquote .  He wasn\rquote t as sure about what he was detecting\emdash it didn\rquote t quite seem to be as powerful as the one he had felt from \ldblquote somewhere\rdblquote  in the Starlight trailer park.  But, regardless, he had had to check it out.  And so he did.\par
\pard\qc\page *\par
\pard\par
A day without sunshine is like night. \line\tab He came up slowly the steps, paused at the two great ornate doors and twice backed to flee and go elsewhere.  At the last moment he entered in.  as per custom he dipped his fingers into the small water trough shaped like a cherub holding a leaf contain the holy water.\par
\tab Once more, though, Rain Frisco stood debating.\par
\tab He only needed an excuse of any kind and he would be backing out and going elsewhere.  But inside the not-so-stately church all was quiet and still.  The sign outside gave indication that Confessions would he heard during specific hours.  Rain wrinkled his nose and debated.  One excuse\emdash just one and he would flee.\par
\tab But none came and he turned towards the closest confessional.\par
\tab\ldblquote Forgive me Father, for I have sinned,\rdblquote  he began, then made a spiel of \ldblquote how long\rdblquote  it had been since last confession; taking the Lord\rquote s name in vain; carnal lust; fornication; fornication again; more fornication.\par
\tab\ldblquote My son,\rdblquote  began the priest from the other side of the confessional\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote No, wait, there\rquote s more.\rdblquote  Interrupted the man confessing.  \ldblquote A lot more.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Alright, proceed.\rdblquote\par
\tab The confessor, though, had a difficult time.\par
\tab\ldblquote My son?\rdblquote  asked the priest out of concern.\par
\tab\ldblquote Father, I-I have indulged in something beyond my control.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote And what is that?\rdblquote\par
\tab Silence, a long pause, then; \ldblquote Well, I-I created\emdash I-I made one.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote One?  Made one what?\rdblquote\par
\tab The confessor sighed deeply and seemed to struggle with some emotions.  \ldblquote A mind device.\rdblquote\par
\tab This time the silence was from behind the mesh screen of the Priest.\par
\tab\ldblquote A-and it works?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You have it?  With you?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, Father.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Why did you create it?\rdblquote\par
\tab Dumb question.\par
\tab\ldblquote The Devil made me do it?\rdblquote\par
\tab There wasn\rquote t much levity in the subject; EMADs were a bane on society, polite and otherwise.  They were intrusive, illegal, immoral.  And pert near everyone had one.\par
\page\tab Father Vincent was curious about the created mind device and Rain Frisco was willing to reveal it.  The good Father (we\rquote ll see) had heard the stories and was schooled in the illegal devices, but seeing one up close and personal he had not.\par
\tab\ldblquote And you have used it?\rdblquote\par
\tab Rain nodded that he had.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, Father, it works.\rdblquote\par
\tab Father Vincent was just confused\emdash if not curious.\par
\tab\ldblquote Care for a demonstration, Father?\rdblquote\par
\tab Father Vincent looked to Rain\emdash at first there was disbelief.  That segued to even more curiosity.  \lquote Alrighty.\rquote  he conveyed.\par
\tab Rain\rquote s disposition on the Albatross seemed to mysteriously to have lifted.  \ldblquote We need a subject.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote A subject?\rdblquote   Father Vincent was in his early fifties but apparently the ravages of solitude and lack o\rquote  nookie had washed his brain of the unspoken meanings.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes, Father, someone to test this out on.\rdblquote\par
\tab The minding device was similar to a remote control to a television set; it was long about eight inches and two inches, 1 \'bd inches thick.  A few buttons, a thumb dial (to increase/decrease the potency of the minding waves as well as the Awareness level of the subject.)  Two mini view screens indicating the Subject\rquote s brain waves and the EMAD\rquote s ability to convert to the User\rquote s will; and light emitting diodes indicating Power, Failure, Off, Ready, and Stand-by.\par
\tab Father Vincent was still confused, not alarmed, curious, and perplexed.  At length he spotted a Subject.  A woman.  A woman in a red dress.  She was in her mid 20s, a regular to the church; flaming red hair, bubbly personality, and rumored to be gay.\par
\tab Nice tits, though.\par
\tab Father Vincent wavered on forging ahead; but his curiosity overwhelmed him and he let Rain proceed.  Rain, a man just under 6 foot tall, wind swept sandy brown hair, brown eyes, average weight for his height, and clean shaven, operated the controls of his self-made EMAD and astoundingly the woman came to them.  She got up from her pew and walked normally right up to where Rain and Father Vincent stood just outside the confessionals.\par
\page\tab She didn\rquote t blink, only breathed.  Her dress had a serious plunging neckline revealing a slight portion of breast meat.  She wore a black lace bra, worked in a bank, and was HOT!  Tara Chambers was etched on a brass nametag on her dress.  She smelled of fresh roses and had a bit much of the makeup.\par
\tab Rain paused a moment then showed Father Vincent that she was under his control.  Firstly he merely wavered his hand before her face.  She didn\rquote t flinch or rear her head back.  Rain then made an attempt at hitting her square in the face.\par
\tab Tara Chambers remained perfectly still.\par
\tab Father Vincent was floored.  Then, he was astounded when\emdash\par
\tab Rain brushed his hand up against the woman\rquote s breasts.\par
\tab Rain patted her on her butt, her stomach; then took her hand to place it between his own legs!  She didn\rquote t squeeze his balls off telling Father Vincent that she must be indeed under the influence of the EMAD.\par
\tab For a moment, both Rain and the unseen Dom thought law enforcing officials would suddenly descend upon Rain, pummeling him and taking his self made device.\par
\tab Didn\rquote t happen, though.\par
\tab Seeing how stunned Father Vincent was, Rain directed the young woman to the lee side of the confession box where it was darker and more private.  The church was empty but there was a private school nearby that had some children playing\'85\par
\tab Once to the lee side of the confessional, Rain simply lifted Tara\rquote s dress.  There was a white half slip underneath.  Rain lifted that, too.  Lavender panties with rose petals in them!  \par
\tab Father Vincent was mesmerized and could scarcely breath.  He made an audible noise of some discernible note indicating pent up pleasure being released slowly.  He moaned.\par
\tab Rain bent the woman over the arm of a cushiony chair, taking her panties down to her knees.  Then, the further his point to Father Vincent that the woman was indeed \ldblquote under the influence\rdblquote , he spanked her ass.\par
\tab Vincent no longer moaned\emdash he groped\emdash himself.\par
\tab Taking a look around, Rain saw no one milling about.  Security, for the moment, was secure.  Rain patted the woman\rquote s ass; there wasn\rquote t sufficient lighting to determine the status of her pussy but it was given anyways that she was getting laid on a fairly regular basis.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wanna give it a try, Father?\rdblquote  Rain asked off-handedly.\par
\page\tab Father Vincent struggled to grab some breath; he looked affright and had begun to sweat\emdash excessively.  Cocking his head he blinked his eyes and stammered to make words (but nothing came out that was detectable as words.)\par
\tab Rain unzipped and hauled out his cock.  It was of average size and up against Tara\rquote s ass it went.  All over the young woman\rquote s ass it went; up and down the crack with specific intention to her pooter hole and cunny.\par
\tab As Rain made the attempt at anal intrusion, Father Vincent stepped up closer and even leaned down to see the penetration take place\emdash all the while he fondled\emdash fondled\emdash fondled himself.  \par
\tab Rain made entry.  Gripping Tara\rquote s ass hips he drove his pud fully into her giving asshole.  Once ALL THE WAY in, he began to pump.  Tara did not a thing during the ordeal and it lasted the sum of two minutes.  Rain humped slowly until the last fleeting seconds when orgasm was thriving then he sped up pounding hard.\par
\tab Gobs of his juices flowed from the woman\rquote s asshole.  Rain had stepped back, nearly stumbling, sweat soiling his clothing and producing other offensive odors.  Father Vincent stared at Tara\rquote s crapper; he was mesmerized.\par
\tab\ldblquote Want to take a turn?\rdblquote  Rain asked.\par
\tab Father Vincent was in a quandary, a personal one.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is there someplace else, Father, we can go?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Go?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, to take her and be more secure?\rdblquote\par
\tab Father Vincent swallowed and stood up blinking his eyes and trying to recover himself.  His mind thought of several places that would be \ldblquote secure\rdblquote  as Rain requested\emdash but his thought processes were mulled.  He couldn\rquote t think straight.\par
\tab Some visitors came into the church nixing any further shenanigans to Tara anyways.  And the woman\rquote s wristwatch began \ldblquote beeping\rdblquote , too; a signal that her lunch hour was near over and time to return to work.  Rain redressed her and still using the self-made minding device sent her back to where she had last been.\par
\tab It only further confounded Father Vincent watching as she moved along, sat in her pew\emdash and was \ldblquote released\rdblquote  back to herself.  She hadn\rquote t a clue as to what had happened to her.  There was a little head jerking, looking around wildly, some confusion, but then she settled.  \par
\tab Father Vincent was just in disbelief.  (didn\rquote t seem to be too concerned about some stranger having sex with a woman IN the church, though\'85)\par
\page\tab As previously stated, a small private school was attached to the church.  Father Vincent was still mystified at what had just transpired before his very eyes.  After the pesky visitors had come in and did their thing and left, Rain struck off walking slowly down the side hall of the church to the rear situated door that led out to a bit of a playground.\par
\tab Some children were at play.\par
\tab Father Vincent stood watching them and seemed to be in great inner turmoil.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Must be tough,\rdblquote  Rain said, \ldblquote to be around all these\'85\rdblquote  he didn\rquote t finish as it was obvious the Father lusted\emdash heavily.  Rain asked no questions but the scandal of the Catholic Pedophile Priest weighed upon his mind.  Sure, not ALL Catholic Priests were into little boys (but most were seriously INTO little boys or secretly wanted to be.)\par
\tab Rain began working the minding device again.\par
\tab Father Vincent watched (with eager anticipation?)\par
\tab A young boy, Mario, came walking up to them moments later.  Not talking, running, playing, or acknowledging the Father\rquote s presence.  There were a dozen boys and girls in the play area, one teen girl and one nun.  The school play area was open to the private school children so as they would have a safe place to play in whether their school was in session (which it was not currently) or not.\par
\tab Father Vincent looked to Rain in awe and confusion.\par
\tab\ldblquote I like boys,\rdblquote  then he added as an amendment, \ldblquote too.\rdblquote\par
\tab Father Vincent nodded and looked the boy over with a newness.\par
\tab There nearby was a private office for Father Vincent, the trio went there with Father Vincent still in measurable disbelief.  Once inside the private office, Rain wasted no time and settling behind the young boy and pulled down his pants.\par
\tab Father Vincent was not aghast but in marvelment.  He seemed shocked for a moment\emdash half a moment.  Then he seemed relieved\emdash that or he just ripped a narly butt blast.\par
\tab In either case, his aging eyes feasted\emdash feasted on the preteen\rquote s wares\emdash the preteen\rquote s wares that were being fondled by the stranger behind him!  The boy gave no indication that anything was wrong\emdash or that he was being fondled.\par
\tab Father Vincent let out another moan\emdash a moan of suppressed desire?\par
\tab Slowly did Rain begin working the young man\rquote s cock and amazingly was it getting stiff!  Father Vincent eyed the growing young pud, mouth open and his own cock stiffening.\par
\page\tab Rain pulled off Mario\rquote s shirt; then his shoes, pants, and underwear.  Once nude, Rain turned the ten year old around and bent him over.  Patting his ass just sent the poor pent up pedophile priest into a tizzy.  He moaned again and seriously lusted.  Rain parted the boy\rquote s butt and Father Vincent was in serious agony.\par
\tab Onto the desk the nude boy was sat, then laid down with his legs going up.  The man called Rain began caressing the boy\rquote s thighs, patting the boy\rquote s ass and finally attended his hairless testicles.\par
\tab It was too much for Father Vincent.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do you want privacy?\rdblquote  Rain asked.  \ldblquote I can step out if you like.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote W-what about him,\rdblquote  the naughty Father asked, \ldblquote will he\emdash will he be like this, remain--\rdblquote  he didn\rquote t know the terminology that applied.\par
\tab\ldblquote He\rquote ll be alright,\rdblquote  Rain said, \ldblquote do as you will, Father, I\rquote ll be right outside.\rdblquote\par
\tab Rain departed leaving the priest to his own will.\par
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\tab Dom took the opportunity then to take note of Rain\rquote s creation.  On second look\emdash it wasn\rquote t that powerful after all.  So why had the object garnered Dom\rquote s attention in the first place?  \par
\tab He didn\rquote t know.  But the \ldblquote minding device\rdblquote  Rain Frisco had was not as powerful as first perceived and not powerful enough to help him return to human form.  He began to wonder if he ever would\'85\par
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\tab So perplexed was Dom that he suddenly was aware that it was \ldblquote night\rdblquote  and the church\rquote s interior lighting was on.  The church itself, though, was closed.  Everyone had gone home for the night.  Father Vincent was not in his office\emdash nor was Mario.  \par
\tab Dom sighed and lingered a bit, the great statues of religious natures bugged him\emdash they were supposed to inspire a sense of humility; incite a religious experience, a profound sense of awareness.  Something.  To Dom, though, they creeped him out.  Time to boogie.\par
\tab He felt that his time with Rain was a waste and he missed whatever happened with Eric and the other kids at the hospital.  And strangely, he wasn\rquote t quite sure how to get back to the trailer park.  It didn\rquote t particularly seem all that necessary he guessed.  It was interesting to see the various members of the fleaspeck park engaging in various deviant behavior; but as far as aiding him in his endless quest to be human\emdash wasn\rquote t happening.\par
\tab It was figured that probably what he felt as a strong EMAD was probably a glitch and most likely not as strong even as Rain\rquote s minding device.  But there was hope\emdash somewhere\emdash somewhere out there\'85\par
\page\tab Across the street there was a fast food joint.  Dom actually felt hungry.  Not horny, hungry.  It was a human trait and above all else took precedence.  Waiting in line, too, was Rain Frisco.  Well, imagine that!\par
\tab He had done it before with some success.  But with his abilities a little off and unsure and seemingly going thru a new transition of awareness that apparently he was not in control of\emdash invading a body was questionable.  He preferred lingering outside the Subject body and invading just their mind, directing them to do something or other.  Full body invasion was risky and there were complications.\par
\tab But to taste a meal again\'85\par
\tab Next in line was a tall man and his little girl.\par
\tab The little girl was cute and no more than five or six.  Long straight unstyled blond hair to her butt; jeans and a simple top.  She clutched a typical raggedy bear and hugged close to the man who was her Uncle.  Through conversation it was learned that the Uncle was babysitting Miranda, his brother\rquote s daughter.  \par
\tab Dom missed some of the conversation as he was absorbed with the food fare.  The smells of the food were just too intoxicating to be ignored and he found that he didn\rquote t necessarily have to invade someone to enjoy.  He wasn\rquote t sure if he was being sustained but he was satiated.\par
\tab The fast food place specialized in Tex/Mex fare, strong scents of this and that with milder fare for the kiddos and timid.  Dom roamed the kitchen and found great fulfillment in \ldblquote ingesting\rdblquote  the wondrous smells laden therein.  And with a little concentration he found even more satisfaction as he really felt himself helping himself to bubbling refried beans, tomato enriched guacamole, cheesy enchiladas, fajitas, and other essentials in satisfying hungry customers.\par
\tab When he returned to the small dining room he reloacted Rain and the Uncle.  They were sitting in a corner booth kind with the little girl happily munching her taco.  A conversation had taken place\emdash one of which made the Uncle, Harvey Potts, very interested.\par
\tab Rain\rquote s attempt at redemption had waned.  \par
\tab Once more, Rain produced his minding device.\par
\tab It was different than others in that it was undetectable.  Little Miranda, and others in the restaurant were equipped with the latest EMAD detectors and preventors.  None of them went off as Rain Frisco manipulated his device\emdash and Miranda.\par
\tab When it was seen that the little girl was taken by the minding device\rquote s strange abilities, Uncle Harvey was visibly elated.  They moved out of the eatery and to Rain\rquote s van.  Having nothing better to do\emdash Dom followed. \par
\page\tab There was no waste of time; Rain\rquote s van was one of such that was basically for living in\emdash carpeted floor, paneled wall, deco interior lighting, two swivel captain\rquote s chairs, a bed that was situated across what used to be the rear doors now sealed.  A mini fridge under handmade cabinetry there was, too.\par
\tab Miranda was laid out on the bed.  She was very cute and her uncle very horny.  He saw Baby Girl (nickname) many times naked and in her panties.  He had a few times given her a bath and wiped her after she had used the toilet.  Molesting her was something he kept on the backburner and kept to himself.  The desire to be naughty with her festered and festered and long did he yearn to come across an EMAD.\par
\tab When Harvey was assured that Baby Girl was \ldblquote controlled\rdblquote , he fondled her.  His fingers went to her crotch and squeezed.  Rain stood at the end of the bed watching\emdash rubbing himself and making head nods indicating he was cool.\par
\tab Harvey undone Miranda\rquote s pants and pushed them down.  Rain finished taking them off.  Harvey placed his fingers to the girl\rquote s crotch and fingered\emdash fingered\emdash fingered.  Like Father Vincent, he moaned and seriously rubbed himself.  His hand went up under the girl\rquote s shirt\emdash then he simply pulled it off.\par
\tab\lquote take your dick out.\rquote\par
\tab Harvey looked to Rain, \ldblquote Did you say something?\rdblquote\par
\tab Rain gave him a blank stare.  \par
\tab\lquote take out your dick\emdash NOW!\rquote\par
\tab Harvey shook his head, but the Voice in his head overpowered and overwhelmed him.  He took out his dick.  It was hard, of course, and further guided by the \ldblquote voice in his head\rdblquote  he took his niece\rquote s hand and made her masturbate him.\par
\tab Rain undone his own pants and pushed them down.  No underwear did he have on.  His cock was throbbingly hard and he gave it some strokes.  The a/c unit cooled their bodies but there was heat building just the same.\par
\tab Slowly did Harvey slip his fingers down inside Miranda\rquote s kiddie panties.  A bit of cum spurted from his piss slit\emdash Baby Girl still clutched it in her little hand and was actually masturbating him!  Harvey began fingering his niece\rquote s pussy getting off on \ldblquote getting off.\rdblquote\par
\tab Rain pulled the girl\rquote s panties off, sniffed the crotch and then began hammering his cock.  Harvey fingered his niece\rquote s cunt until such a time as his cock was exploding.  Taking Miranda\rquote s legs he repositioned her to where his Uncle cock was resting hard against her virgin cunny, her legs about his waist.\par
\page\tab No, he wasn\rquote t going to penetrate her\emdash just hump the hell out of her pussy.  Cum was already spurting and he just grinded harder into her slit.  Rain masturbated, crawled up onto the bed and took Baby Girl\rquote s hand having her work his cock.  Harvey began shooting huge amounts of pent up cum\emdash it thoroughly soaked the young girl\rquote s chest and belly with specific spillage at her cunny.  He made a mighty grunt and groan and came and came and then came some more.\par
\tab Rain was pleased (somewhat) with just being masturbated, Harvey smeared his manly manhood into the spunk he had just spilled, dragging the head of his cum squirter into the slicked up slit of his young niece.  The desire to poke her was strong.  But he didn\rquote t.\par
\tab He did lift her legs and poke her asshole with his finger, then his cock, and then his tongue.  Rain scooted up to the girl\rquote s mouth and popped in his aching cock.  She didn\rquote t latch her mouth about it but that was okay, Rain didn\rquote t mind and worked her head back and forth on his own.\par
\tab\lquote you need an older bitch you can fuck.\rquote  the Voice said.\par
\tab\ldblquote We need an older bitch we can fuck!\rdblquote  Harvey announced.\par
\tab Rain was in agreement with that.  \par
\tab The two got their jollies off with Baby Girl and then went to seek out something a little older.\par
\tab Dom left them and made a return trip to the Starlight fleaspeck trailer park.  Unfinished business.\fs24\par
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