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Book 8\par
Chapter Fifty Two\par
The Oops Factor\par
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Can we say Oops?  (thought you could)\par
\tab The Brady Paradox\par
\tab On the night of the social engagement party\emdash Dora Danebrook, Cynthia Shellback, Lea Cumstuck, all bailed on their babysitting duties due to conflicts of time management and other \ldblquote I don\rquote t wanna\rdblquote  excuses.  That left Mike and Carol Brady stuck with no babysitter on Mike\rquote s big night out with his new wife of sixteen months.\par
\tab While contemplating their options\emdash which were none, they were confronted by their two oldest children, Greg and Marsha.  \par
\tab\ldblquote Mom, Dad,\rdblquote  announced Greg revving up his courage, \ldblquote we have a solution to your babysitting problem.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You do?\rdblquote  said a surprised Carol, new mother of sixteen months to Greg.\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote ve called everyone we know,\rdblquote  said Greg\rquote s bio Dad, Mike, \ldblquote you know someone we don\rquote t?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Kinda,\rdblquote  Greg said feeling sheepish but still trying to assert himself, \ldblquote us.\rdblquote\par
\tab Marsha, standing shoulder to shoulder with her brother one year older than herself, nodded quickly but anticipated a fight with her parents.\par
\tab Mike and Carol were awed at the proposal and looked to one another.\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t know if you\rquote re old enough.\rdblquote  Carol said thoughtfully wondering.\par
\tab\ldblquote How old is Lea?\rdblquote  Greg asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote And Dora, Cynthia?\rdblquote  added Marsha.\par
\tab Mike thought thoughtfully, \ldblquote Uh, well, uh,--\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll tell ya,\rdblquote  Greg said swelling up his assertiveness, \ldblquote Lea is thirteen, so is Dora and Cynthia.\rdblquote  and he let it ride.\par
\tab Carol looked to Mike, Mike nodded and realized his goof.\par
\tab Greg was thirteen, Marsha a year younger but only by a few months.\par
\tab So after the long spiel about \ldblquote Don\rquote t open doors\rdblquote , \ldblquote answer phone telling whoever that the parents weren\rquote t home\rdblquote , \ldblquote emergency numbers\rdblquote , and so on and on and on.\par
\tab Finally, the parental units left.\par
\tab Greg and Marsha exhaustedly slumped against the big double green front doors and slid down to the floor shaking their heads in awe of their parents.\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t know how we\rquote re ever going to raise them!\rdblquote  Greg said sarcastically.\par
\tab\ldblquote Me, either!\rdblquote  complained/agreed Marsha.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab Greg slid up the door, stretched, fondled himself, then faced his sister who remained on her butt.  There were other kids in the house; Jan, Peter, Bobby, and Cindy who was sick with a cold upstairs in bed.  The house of Brady was a 1960s style layout, two floors, multi bedrooms and bathrooms, big backyard, nice.\par
\tab The girls were of Carol\rquote s and the boys were from Mike\rquote s sperm.  Both their spouses had died; as it turns out, though\emdash Carol\rquote s husband was the best friend of Mike.  Carol was a secretary of the church Mike\rquote s company was designing architecturally speaking.  Mike\rquote s best friend was the associate pastor of that church.  Small world.\par
\tab Marsha slowly stood up, mouth open a little in awe and curiosity.  Then,\par
\tab Blinking her eyes, cocking her head just a little, she began unbuttoning her dull orange shirt.  Marsha was just a few months into her twelfth year, a little on the plain side, kind of reserved, very affirmed in her female sexuality and burgeoning womanness; she was a staunch advocate for woman\rquote s rights and independence.  Pretty much made her a bitch sometimes and she had to be curtailed by her mother who brought her around to the fact that she was a \ldblquote girl\rdblquote  and had little idea what it was to be a \ldblquote woman\rdblquote  in the world.\par
\tab Greg\emdash Greg was a little dorky and sometimes geeky.  He was thirteen and still looked twelve.  A little clumsy in basketball and no good at all in football and fair at best in baseball.  He was a pretty good photographer, though.\par
\tab He was also horny-horny-horny.\par
\tab Horny for every girl in his class, in his neighborhood, and with the new addition of siblings\emdash three sisters yet, his horny level exceeded all levels.  More than once did he get panties back in his laundry.  Not too often but a few times since the family blended did he see his sisters in their underwear and less than that naked\emdash usually little Cindy.  Jan, two months into her eleventh year, was more easy going and \ldblquote allowed\rdblquote  Greg to see her in various stages of undress\emdash from panties to nakedness.\par
\tab After Marsha had undone her orange-ish shirt, she pulled it off and then removed her bra covering her small apple sized breasts.  Greg pulled off his shirt and then pants and underwear.  Marsha stood in her basic white panties and Greg had wood.\par
\tab Then, Marsha reached out her hand and took holt of her brother\rquote s schlong.\par
\tab After which she began stroking said schlong.\par
\tab Both brother and sister stood in what could be described as a near mindless state of being.  They stared into one another\rquote s faces blankly but followed thru with the actions dictated to them.  (that\rquote s a hint there, folks\'85)\par
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\pard\tab After much stroking and Greg much ready to cum, Marsha moved to her knees; she kissed her brother\rquote s cock head, squeezed her fingers about his average thirteen year old cock at the base to stretch the cock\emdash then kissed the glistening knob before pressing her lips down around the bulbous bone before proceeding with the full out and out engulfing.\par
\tab Two\emdash three\emdash four minutes worth of sucking and the girl leaned her head back slurping/smacking her lips.  She was a plain sort of girl as previously stated; long golden hair in a long-long pony tail.  When she stood up, she embraced her naked brother and they both hugged with Greg caressing his sister\rquote s backside and mostly her ass.  then,\par
\tab It was over to the sofa whereupon Marsha laid herself over the overstuffed arm of the sitting device.  Behind her, Greg paused a moment to gander at her panty clad ass before landing a hand to her ass in a spanking type manner.  That ass, though young, was delicious to Greg.  Aside from Jan giving him peeks now and then at nakedness and seeing little Cindy naked\emdash Greg had not seen a girl naked and had very little idea of what a girl without her clothes on looked like.\par
\tab Another swat, then another, and another.  Each swat encompassed a different area of Marsha\rquote s ass.  Then, Greg tugged the basic white panties with a floral print, down revealing a nice-nice twelve year old ass lightly discolored from its normal lily white status.  More spanking followed followed by Marsha prying her cheeks open and Greg firstly poking his sister\rquote s asshole with his rock hard cum squirter.\par
\tab That was followed by fingering Marsha\rquote s asshole followed by tonguing.\par
\tab Full out and out anal penetration came nextly\emdash with Greg cumming in just over two minutes.  He gripped his sister\rquote s ass hips and \ldblquote got after it.\rdblquote   Thrusting deeply into the virgin hole, Greg reeled with the new feeling that transcended the joy of self pleasuring.  When he pulled out (after cumming off) he sunk within himself and furiously fondled his cock while eyeing his sister\rquote s asshole.  Marsha\rquote s shitter was wide-wide open but slowly closing back to normal squeezing out her brother\rquote s cum.\par
\tab Into the bathroom the two went for a quick refreshing shower.\par
\tab More cock play as well as anal.\par
\tab Then they dressed and after leaving the bathroom went to the family room.\par
\tab In the Family Room, Bobby lay on his back on the floor, feet up on one of the sofas watching cartoons on the television while playing with a toy on his chest.  He was a cute little fart of seven.  Middle boy, Peter, was deeply enthused with a science project of exploding volcanoes on a far distant planet where androids and dinosaurs duked it out to the last gasp.  Middle girl, Jan, lay out on the other sofa yapping to a girlfriend.\par
\tab Greg, in an almost defining \ldblquote I\rquote m in charge\rdblquote  voice, decreed the younger siblings to \ldblquote go to bed\rdblquote .  \par
\tab No one paid him much attention so he had to assert himself some more with Marsha getting onto Jan.  Still, though, Bobby, Peter, and Jan continued to ignore their older siblings irking said older siblings.\par
\tab\ldblquote Mom and Dad wont be happy to hear about this.\rdblquote  Greg said to the defiant ones.\par
\tab\ldblquote You\rquote d squeal on us?\rdblquote  Peter squelched.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s time for bed,\rdblquote  Marsha said supporting her brother, Greg, \ldblquote you wouldn\rquote t pull this if it were Mom and Dad.\rdblquote\par
\tab Greg nodded and held his sister\rquote s hand.\par
\tab Bobby sighed, farted, giggled about farting and before running out of the room stood motionless.  His brother, Peter, finished what he was doing, a school project; then, like his sibling, stood motionless.\par
\tab Jan expressed her contempt for her older siblings but hung up the phone without sitting up.  She then, like her brothers, became still, motionless, lifeless, mindless.\par
\tab Marsha once more removed her top, bra, pants, and panties.\par
\tab Greg stripped to his skin and stood with a mighty erection.  That erection became even more pronounced as he went to Jan laying out on the 1960s style sofa (multi shade green in an odd geometric design) and helped hold her legs back.  The pretty eleven-ish year old was in a blue polka dot long blouse that came down to her thighs almost being that of a dress.  Powder blue panties were for Greg\rquote s viewing pleasure and he did view!\par
\tab Meanwhile, Bobby and Peter were out of their clothes, too!\par
\tab And it got better.\par
\tab Peter got on his back on the floor; Marsha positioned herself (sex) on him (on his face directly); Bobby, seven years young, sat on the sofa with his young legs WIDE open, giggling; Marsha sucking on the smallish wang of Bobby.  Peter placed his hands onto his naked/naughty sister\rquote s ass and happily cunt munched.\par
\tab Meanwhile, Greg held Jan\rquote s eleven year old legs up eyeing her candy box.\par
\tab For eleven, Jan had smallish-smallish titties barely requiring a bra of any kind but a Triple A.  Marsha really wasn\rquote t that much better at twelve.  Jan also, though, had the better luxurious hair, a little longer and with a little bit more style.  (she also had the better butt!)\par
\tab Greg smoothed his hand on Jan\rquote s thigh a few times up and down; then he hooked his fingers into the crotch of her panties and pulled them up her legs.  A nice beginning patch of pubes there was to Jan\rquote s snatch.  Greg smiled and stroked himself\emdash then removed the girl\rquote s panties from her ankles and positioned himself between her legs.\par
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\pard The ability of sensing sensibility\par
\tab The ability of sensing sensibility suggests sensual suggestions suggestably surrounding surreal situations supposing studded surreptitious schnooks serendipitously sopping sesquipedalian supposed souls searching silently sleeping sheep squirreling shenanigans straightly shoeing sinewy silver sloths schlepping socioeconomical sophisticated schlums sordidly shirking sixty shapely scorned scalded squatters superciliously.\par
\tab Zow!\par
\tab\lquote straddle her chest.\rquote\par
\tab The little lamplight by the bed gave off a low light shedding just enough of that low light onto the bed and the sleeping girl in it.  There seemed to be no compunction whatsoever with the naked Greg.  Willing, so it seemed, he had fucked two of his three sisters.  He had spanked them, came off in their virgin pussies AND assholes AND been in their mouths.  Now he was straddling the chest of his youngest non-bio sibling, Cindy.\par
\tab Cindy had a cold and was doped up on medications\emdash totally-totally unawares of having her pajamas removed AND her underwear.  At six and a half years young\emdash she was a cutey.  She had a lisp problem but the most adorable face and blue eyes ever!  That curly ultra curly blond hair, lily white skin, innocent persona all paved the way to ultimate cuteness.\par
\tab And Greg Brady had no qualms about stripping her down, licking out her delicate pussy, fingering said pussy, then straddling her chest pressing his cock against her lips and then\emdash THEN pressing his cock into her mouth!  No scruples, no regrets, no second thoughts.\par
\tab With his hand behind her little blond head, Greg brought the child up to his cock to kiss it\emdash to kiss and then take into her mouth.  On the bed next to the window, Jan\rquote s bed, Jan lay out nakedly fingering herself staring up to the ceiling.  The first bed, the one closest to the bedroom door, lay the naked Marsha also fingering herself and also staring mindlessly to the ceiling.\par
\tab Greg had already cum in Marsha\rquote s asshole, twice!\par
\tab Then, he had breeched Jan\rquote s pussy and came off there.\par
\tab Then he had fucked the girl in the ass as a finale.\par
\tab But then there was little Cindy.  Cumming off in her mouth was a no-go.  He tried, though; the desire was there, the stimulus was there\emdash but the sperm factory was closed\emdash he needed a bit o\rquote  rest.  A little frustrated he climbed off the girl and went to Marsha.  He hadn\rquote t been in her pussy yet.  Yet.\par
\tab While Greg slid his smoldering schlong into Marsha\rquote s lovely cunt,\par
\tab Dmitri Tsugua sat on Cindy\rquote s bed fingering the little girl\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab Thing was, though, someone was watching him do it!\par
\tab Ever get that feeling that \ldblquote you\rquote re being watched?\rdblquote\par
\tab At the last moment, Dim whirled and saw someone at the girls\rquote  bedroom door in the darkness of the hall.  Dim was still recovering from his EMAD overload illness and sudden movements like \ldblquote whirling\rdblquote  wasn\rquote t a good thing and made him dizzy.  He maintained himself and used the overworked EMAD that had been on \ldblquote vacation\rdblquote  for some days on \ldblquote whoever\rdblquote  was in the hallway spying on him.\par
\tab With his heart racing, skin sweating, he made way to the hallway to find Mr. Brady standing with his cock out of his pants\emdash and it was hard AND dripping cum!\par
\tab What the hell!?\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab In Mr. Brady\rquote s right hand was a device similar to Dmitri\rquote s!\par
\tab Sweet sorry son-of-a-bitch!\par
\tab Double whammy.\par
\tab Dmitri was confused.\par
\tab Big time.\par
\tab What did this mean?\par
\tab It was cause to pause.\par
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Who\rquote s minding whom?\tab\par
After the pause\emdash\par
\tab After the pause, Dim determined that Mr. Brady had been also mind controlling his family.  Carol was found in Mr. Brady\rquote s den downstairs.  Mr. Brady had an EMAD.  A minding device, an electronic mind altering device; it shocked and rocked Dmitri.  He shook his head in wonderment and tried to think it thru.\par
\tab Who was controlling whom?\par
\tab Dim didn\rquote t think he himself had been controlled\emdash but then again, maybe he was!  Those he himself had controlled had no idea that they had been so it was possible\emdash very possible.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t like it.\par
\tab Inasmuch as he had declined taking Simon Wrightright as a \ldblquote sidekick\rdblquote  there was a strong denial about taking Mr. Brady on.  No way\emdash no how.  But, the man had potential.  Dim didn\rquote t know the man all that well but the man had potential.\par
\tab\lquote do you want to fuck Marsha?\rquote  an inquiring mind wanted to know.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote  replied Mr. Brady.  That was a given.\par
\tab\lquote and Jan, too?\rquote\par
\tab Another affirmation and another assumed assumption.\par
\tab Cindy, as well.\par
\tab Dim paused again with his thoughts all jumbled and mumbled.  \par
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\pard\tab Mind manipulation was still a bugger for Dim; he knew the basics of how to insert his own wicked desires but still\emdash it was a bugger to do it (and make those wicked desires stick.)  Uncovering secrets, too, was a neat trick.  Then there were the choices\emdash too many minds to go to.  Whose mind to fuck with first?  The boys, the girls?  Mike?  Carol?  It was for sure than Mike wanted to be nasty with his family, specifically the girls.  What about the boys?  What about Carol?  And Did Carol want anything from her new sons?\par
\tab Of Greg, he was actually kind of na\'efve.  He was virtually a daily masturbator but didn\rquote t whack off in the presence of his brothers.  There was the issue of Morning Wood to contend with and whenever he saw one of his sisters in their sheer nightgowns, their panties, swimsuits, OR naked\emdash he got wood.\par
\tab The mere scent of a girl\emdash wood.\par
\tab The mere sight of a girl in skimpy swimwear\emdash wood.\par
\tab A girl in short-shorts; halter top; revealing areas of her body\emdash wood.\par
\tab The mere thought of a girl\emdash wood.\par
\tab With Marsha\emdash for damn sure he wanted to fuck her brains out.  \par
\tab Jan was a weird chick\emdash Greg wanted to get into her, too; and as it turns out, Jan was willing to let him do it!  Cindy was too young to think about sexual interludes\emdash but Greg\emdash Greg had deep desires to be naughty with her.\par
\tab No ideas or stray thoughts whatsoever had Greg about being naughty in any way with his brothers.  Cant say the same for the boys\rquote  Dad, Mike.  Mike very muchly wanted to blast a hot load of splooge onto Marsha\rquote s face; Marsha\rquote s face, pussy, and asshole!  Like son Greg, Mike wanted to \ldblquote fuck Marsha\rquote s brains out.\rdblquote   And along with the \ldblquote fucking her brains out\rdblquote ; Mike also wanted to enjoy some spanking, oral, and anal sex, and to see Marsha (Jan and Cindy, too!) go naked about the house.\par
\tab Marsha had no desires to go \ldblquote naked\rdblquote  outside her bedroom and bathroom.\par
\tab Only recently had Marsha discovered the pleasures of \ldblquote self-pleasuring.\rdblquote\par
\tab Greg was \ldblquote ok\rdblquote ; his brothers were annoying.  There was some private debate on whether or not she \ldblquote cared\rdblquote  for them; there was no animosity or hatred for them but there, too; no love.\par
\tab Would she like to see Greg naked?\par
\tab Actually, Yes!\par
\tab But not in a sexual mode.\par
\tab During their time together as a blended family, Marsha HAD seen little Bobby naked AND Peter!  But again, not in a sexual mode as they had been exiting the bathroom from a shower or she had been passing by their room and bathroom and the door not all the way closed.\par
\tab No sexual thoughts to her sisters.\par
\tab One thought, though, to her new Daddy.\par
\tab What the \ldblquote thought\rdblquote  was about her Daddy was about the same as it was about Greg\emdash curiosity.  She had seen Greg naked but only by a glimpse as he stood in his bedroom and she sorta-kinda wanted to see her new Daddy the same way.  Just being curious.\par
\tab Jan\emdash Jan-Jan-Jan.  The quirky girl had little knowledge about sex, sex acts, sexual positions, anything regarding sex.  But at eleven she really should know only the basics.  There was embarrassment to deal with, giddiness, and mild curiosity that was healthy and legal.  Seeing Greg naked out and out in her immediate presence would be \ldblquote no big deal.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote would you like to be naked with him?\rquote  while he himself was nude, too?\par
\tab That changed things up a bit\emdash she wasn\rquote t sure.  \par
\tab\lquote would you like to see your new Daddy naked?\rquote\par
\tab Jan\rquote s curiosity and Devil May Care attitude began to crumble and wane.\par
\tab As for Cindy\emdash she saw Bobby nude quite often, a couple of times of Peter, and a glimpse of Greg a couple of times.  No big deal.  A slight curiosity factored in but that was normal and typically accepted.\par
\tab Mr. Brady wanted to shoot loads of hot spunk onto Jan\rquote s face.  A strong-strong desire to spank her bare bottom, too.  He regarded her as too young to fuck out and out\emdash but\emdash BUT he wouldn\rquote t mind trying (if she was willing and would let him.)\par
\tab However, with the EMAD\emdash he knew that he could \ldblquote fix\rdblquote  her mind paving the way to allow him to breech her young openings without much thought against it.  To have her willingly allow him was something, though; he wanted his girls to \ldblquote willingly\rdblquote  allow him to have his way with them.\par
\tab And he wanted to see Greg fuck the girls, too!\par
\tab Hmmm\par
\tab Carol Brady had some narly thoughts and desires\emdash for Greg!\par
\tab Slight desires for Peter and Bobby, too!\par
\tab Of Greg, Carol wanted him to bone her.  Of Peter, she wanted him to hump on her and slip his eleven year old cock into her and perhaps do so at the same time his brother, Greg, was doing her!\par
\tab And of the young Bobby\emdash she wanted to suck his dick!\par
\tab Amazing!\par
\tab Armed with that nifty knowledge\emdash Dim determined that all he needed to do was to free up the family and allow them to go about their business as usual but with their sexual inhibitions discarded.  The thing about Mr. Brady, though, annoyed Dimitri.  He didn\rquote t know what to do about him.  The man had seen Dim manipulating Greg and Marsha, and the others.  He had seen Dim equally having his way with the family\emdash but was he allowing it, getting off on it, OR using his EMAD to put Dim thru the motions?\par
\tab Or was Mr. Brady using the EMAD to keep himself invisible as Dim himself had done a few times?  That was more likely.  It didn\rquote t make things any better and still gave cause for Dim to worry and wonder.  It was a security issue.  Dim wanted to be secure in his doings\emdash trust no one; have a back-up plan; know your enemies and know your enemy\rquote s enemies.\par
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What\rquote s a little incest among friends?\par
\tab Before entering the private den\emdash she farted.  Not a loud fart but a ripper just the same.  She fanned the soiled air behind her before stepping fully into the den where her (new) Daddy worked at his drafting board.  It was late at night and Marsha Brady was on a mission.\par
\tab Mike Brady worked tenaciously on some new plans for a building then became aware of his daughter.  Slowly he turned,\par
\tab\ldblquote What are you doing up so late?\rdblquote  he asked.  (a few minutes before midnight)\par
\tab Marsha shrugged and leisurely made her way to him.  She wore a just-below-the-knee night gown; light green, no frills, practically see thru.  Mike was highly interested.  When Marsha got right up to him, smiling, trying to be herself, then slowly-slowly-s-l-o-w-l-y pull the nightgown up\emdash Mike\rquote s grin and admiration of his nearly teenage daughter turned.  Quickly and did he look all around the dimly lit den.  Licking his lips nervously he peered into those dark corners\emdash the only light was the one on his drafting table.\par
\tab Was something amiss?\par
\tab Was there just himself and Marsha in the room?\par
\tab There was no EMAD on his person or even NEAR his person\emdash it was locked away somewhere else (safe & secure.)  He knew\emdash he just knew that it his daughter was not acting on her own.  Dim was almost certain that he had been able to nip Mr. Brady\rquote s mind about what had happened days earlier in the girls\rquote  room.  There was still the hashing of whether or not to make friends with Mike and let him in on his (Dim\rquote s) nasty business.  It was certain that the man would be cool about it and they would both share the joys of Marsha, Jan, and Cindy.\par
\tab\lquote it\rquote s alright,\rquote  cooed Dim feeling sheepish and having unexplainable misgivings, \lquote you like seeing Marsha naked.\rquote\par
\tab During the \ldblquote off-time\rdblquote  of the EMAD in the past few days, Dim had made some adjustments and additions\emdash a self-liquefied cooling unit and a capacitor.  It was assumed that the Device took a heat shit previously causing it to auto-shut down so the unique cooling device over the CPU might just help.  Might.  It was hope.  Dim noted the various components in the minding device\rquote s inner workings; a memory board, a processor, circuitry, capacitors, resistors, and so on.\par
\tab With his knowledge of electronics it was deemed that the unit had simply overheated.  With the heat dissipation and capacitor, some additions here and the unit was deemed ready for use.\par
\tab Mike Brady remained on the defensive.\par
\tab Marsha, all glossy eyed with wonderment, had raised her nightgown enough to reveal her nakedness\emdash no panties!  (earlier, up in her room, Dim had had the girl slip her panties off.  Then, in the hallway, on her hands and knees, Dim licked out her asshole, fingered (and licked) her pussy, then fucked her.  Previously, Greg had slipped his brotherly love tool into the girl\rquote s poon, so had Peter AND Bobby!)\par
\tab Now it was Mike\rquote s turn.\par
\tab Mike shook his head to clear it, reared back, and looked very nearly as if he were about to spew and blow chunks.  According to the EMAD\rquote s readouts, there was a fluctuation and not a total one hundred percent brain wave capture of Mike Brady.  That was bad.  That was a concern.  Dim licked his lips, sweated, debated, then pressed the button sending more power to the EMAD\rquote s abilities and the \ldblquote fluctuating\rdblquote  matter was cleared up.\par
\tab Whew!\par
\tab With her nightgown off\emdash Marsha Lynn Brady was naked-naked-naked.\par
\tab And her new Daddy of almost two years was hard-hard-hard.\par
\tab There was a hug and then Marsha began working her Daddy\rquote s love tool.\par
\tab\lquote you love playing with your daddy\rquote s cock.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote you love seeing your daughter naked.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote you love sucking your daddy\rquote s cock.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote you love your daughter to suck your cock.\rquote\par
\tab It was a mind strain inserting to the Brady family their \ldblquote new way of life\rdblquote  but Dim deemed it a necessary thing. \par
\tab\lquote you love sucking your daddy\rquote s cock.\rquote  (and you don\rquote t mind the yucky stuff that comes afterwards!)\par
\tab Marsha sucked and sucked and sucked and got that \ldblquote yucky stuff\rdblquote  that comes afterwards.  She made a face but her eyes twinkled as she smacked her lips licking the splooge from her lips.  Mr. Brady hugged his naked cocksucking child then guided her to the sofa against the wall where Marsha leaned back\emdash legs open.\par
\tab And although Dim had just fucked the girl\rquote s cunt\emdash he was horny again.\par
\tab Mr. Brady \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on his twelve year old daughter and licked happily, stroking his cum squirter all the while.  His desire increased ten-fold (and so did Dim\rquote s!)  But Dim didn\rquote t want to necessarily hump Marsha again\emdash or Jan OR Cindy.  It was the girls\rquote  Mother, Carol!\par
\tab\lquote you don\rquote t mind your daddy putting his manhood into you.\rquote  Dim continued inserting notions of this and that to the young girl.\par
\tab\lquote you don\rquote t mind putting your manhood into Marsha.\rquote\par
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A circulatory circle circles circulating circles circularly\par
\tab The cum blast was sensational!  There was great cause given to shudder; the hair tingled, too.  The feeling of utter exhaustion seethed throughout his body; an almost uncomfortable burning sensation\emdash ultra high tingling\emdash was felt from his toes to his hair centralizing on the loin region.\par
\tab It made for a good fuck!\par
\tab He knew that Ms. Brady got laid and laid often.  Regardless, her poon was marvelous tight, snug, almost virginal.  Almost.  Once in, Dim\rquote s cock found fucking a fucked cunt fucking fantastic!  Boning a virgin cunt or a cunt that hadn\rquote t been so well violated was something and the sensation of doing so was better than beating off in your hand.\par
\tab But sinking one\rquote s pud into a cunt like Carol Brady?  Top three on the Wow Factor.  The naked Carol was a marvelous fuck and Dim made a mental note that he was do boink her and boink her often.  Very often.  Boning her daughter was one thing (and Dim made it a point to boink her just as often); there was Jan to come and even Cindy.  But the girls\rquote  Mother\emdash wow!  Top three on the Wow Factor.\par
\tab Dim doubted that she \ldblquote took it up the ass.\rdblquote   She probably didn\rquote t give head, either.  Carol was old school, a prime woman, sizable hooters, nice ass.  She sung in the church choir, spoke well, had a college education, and painted very nice paintings that sold well in the local museum.\par
\tab  \lquote you don\rquote t mind for your children to go naked in the house.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote you want Greg to fuck you.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote you don\rquote t mind if Mike has his way with the girls.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote you wont mind if the boys and girls go naked in the house.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote it will just fine if the boys have sex with the girls.\rquote\par
\tab And more timely minutes of narly insertion of naughty notions like that help ease Dim\rquote s exhaustion and he put it to the woman one more time.  And it was just as good as it was the first time!  The accompanying \ldblquote shudder\rdblquote  was full bodied and very dramatic.  A long sticky strand of spunk came from his piss slit when he raised up.  It was gross and awesome\emdash the strand of sperm dangling like spaghetti from Carol\rquote s hot-to-fuck pussy and Dim\rquote s dick.\par
\tab It was time to go check on Mr. Brady and Marsha.\par
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\tab His cock was smoldering; if he never fucked again it would be alright\emdash he didn\rquote t think there was a pussy that could top Ms. Carol Brady.  And regardless of the \ldblquote smoldering\rdblquote  cock, watch Mr. Brady shove his into daughter Marsha got him all excited again.\par
\tab On her back, legs up along her naked father\rquote s chest, Marsha grunted, twisted, arched, and gripped the cushions of the sofa she lay on.  New Daddy Mike slowly-slowly-slowly slammed the girl\rquote s asshole\emdash he had already filled her pussy to the max with his cock and then his spunk.  After a bit o\rquote  rest, some spanking, some cock sucking, Mike was reinvigorated enough to try Marsha\rquote s backdoor.\par
\tab It was deemed just as pleasurable as the front door.\par
\tab\lquote and you want to do same with Jan.\rquote  (and Cindy!)\par
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\tab The Brady\rquote s would get a revist.\par
\tab So would the Bugger family.\par
\tab And the Weemine family.\par
\tab In between that time,\par
\tab Normally, guys preferred dogs.  Gals were mostly into cats but also liked doggies\emdash guys didn\rquote t admit to liking cats.  Dim and his Dad liked dogs but had cats.  And cats of the neighborhood knew where to find a free meal \lquote cause Dim and his Dad would often set out cat food from the can or bag in the alley by the trash can and fence gate perpetuating their sensitive side.\par
\tab However, not everyone shared that sentiment.\par
\tab A neighbor next door seemed to take umbrage at the \ldblquote alley cats\rdblquote  and other neighborly kitties who came to meow on the fence and crap in her flowerbeds.  Most of the time she was tolerable.  Most of the time.  A time or two she chatted with Dim and his Dad\emdash complaining about the numerous kitties that Dim and his Dad only claimed two or three.\par
\tab One morning, approximately Five-Fucking-A-Fucking-M, neighbor Lyssa Bonedroppe rat-tat-tatted on the Tsugua\rquote s door.  Both Dim and his Dad were working folk and cherished their sleep\emdash they both had to get up at the crack of dawn an hour later and that hour of sleep was precious.  So Dim wasn\rquote t pleased to be woken up by the bitch neighbor complaining about a \ldblquote cat fight\rdblquote  in her drive-way causing the doggies on the other side of her to go into a tizzy and bark their brains out waking HER up!\par
\tab Dim opened the door, greeted with \ldblquote What?\rdblquote  in a sleepy pissed off voice.\par
\tab\ldblquote Your cats bla bla bla something-something--\rdblquote\par
\tab Dim slammed the door in her face.\par
\tab She rat-tat-tatted again and Dim didn\rquote t respond.\par
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\pard\tab She later on that day reported the incident to the Home Owners Ass(ociation) and they promptly sent a letter.  Dim wiped his ass with it and sent it back writing on the envelope\emdash\ldblquote FUCK YOU\emdash WE DON\rquote T BELONG TO YOUR ASSOCIATION!\rdblquote  and they didn\rquote t; when Dim\rquote s parents\rquote  parents bought the home in the mid 50s, there was no Home Owners Association\emdash there were three homes total in the neighborhood at the time.  Later on, when more homes came to be, an \ldblquote organization\rdblquote  was established and \ldblquote some\rdblquote  home owners constructed the \ldblquote association\rdblquote  along with assorted fees and regulations to maintain a pleasant neighborhood experience.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab A cat trap came to be.\par
\tab Lyssa explained that it was for the pair of raccoons and opossums she had seen in her backyard.  Yeah, right.  She wanted to make trouble and trouble was what she got.  And once more at 5AM she came waking Dim and his Dad up complaining about the cat fights in the drive-way and stating that she was a \ldblquote police dispatcher\rdblquote  and \ldblquote worked very hard\rdblquote  and suffered from insomnia and more bla-bla-bla.\par
\tab Dim slammed the door in her face again.\par
\tab Mr. Peebles went \ldblquote missing\rdblquote  one night; usually he stayed out all day chasing butterflies, birds, other cats; lounging out in the sun on a patio table (a neighbor\rquote s usually) or something.  At night he wanted in to curl on Dim\rquote s bed.  Not always; something Mr. Peebles liked to stay out and \ldblquote sing\rdblquote , make merry with other kitties of the female persuasion, chase mice, or something like.\par
\tab Dim went to bed.\par
\tab At 1AM he heard a voracious racket.\par
\tab Going outside in his undies he located said racket\emdash the bitchy police dispatcher who lived next door.  In the backyard in an animal trap Mr. Peebles was having a fit.  So did Dim.\par
\tab Separating the two neighbors was a five foot fence.  Dim hopped over it in a single swing and went to the trap trying to finger out how to get the damn thing open.  It wasn\rquote t complicated but with a pissed off kitty making a hell of a noise the situation WAS complicated.\par
\tab Out came Lyssa.\par
\tab A neighbor on the other side\emdash with the doggie, came out; the doggie in question was freaking the fuck out and uncomdownable.  Lyssa was in a fit herself with the racket going on.\par
\tab Dim shot her a very angry look as he finally freed his kitty.\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t do this again!\rdblquote  and he returned to his property hopping the fence in his tidy whiteys leaving Lyssa Bonedroppe in a frantic.\par
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\pard\tab Of course the police were informed but there was nothing illegal Dim had done\emdash cats were allowed to roam free and to be so unlicensed.  It didn\rquote t make matters any better; Lyssa asked \ldblquote nicely\rdblquote  for Dim to keep his kitties out of her yard.  Dim made no promises and only reiterated his warning\emdash\ldblquote don\rquote t do this again!\rdblquote\par
\tab The anaimal trap remained, plus there was an addition of another.  A raccoon was eventually caught, but so was one of Dim\rquote s other kitties.  Dim once more to the rescue freeing the kitty and then tossing the trap into the alley.  This didn\rquote t make Lyssa happy.\par
 \tab The animosity of pissed offedness between the two neighbors increased into a crescendo when Mr. Peebles was \ldblquote missing\rdblquote  again.  No sign of him in the morning when it was breakfast time.  Not home when Dim and his Dad got home, either.  Dim surmised his neighbor had something to do with it and he confronted and she claimed to have \ldblquote no idea.\rdblquote\par
\tab Dim didn\rquote t believe her.\par
\tab Dim\rquote s Dad suggested to call the animal shelter.\par
\tab The next day and Mr. Peebles was located at one of the shelters costing Dim a few dollars to get him out.  To be pissed off would be an understatement.  Mr. Peebles remained indoors for the next couple of days while Dim fumed and planned/plotted Lyssa Bonedroppe\rquote s failure to be a \ldblquote good neighbor.\rdblquote\par
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\tab Another kitty of Dim\rquote s was captured and spent the night in the animal trap IN THE RAIN.  For days thereafter the kitty was not quite the same and actually was never really the same\emdash plus got a cold.  It was the final straw and before the sun even thought of sending its warming rays to the neighborhood in question\emdash Dim Tsugua was banging on Lyssa\rquote s drive-way door.\par
\tab She had been asleep and was not particularly happy to see Dim at O\rquote  Dark-Thirty.\par
\tab\ldblquote What the fu\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You\rquote ve caught another one my cats you fucking bitch!\rdblquote  Dim said marching his way into the woman\rquote s house.  The traps were actually empty at the time but Dim needed an excuse.\par
\tab Lyssa pipped back something-something bla-bla-bla.\par
\tab Dim grabbed a handy-dandy screwdriver that just \ldblquote happened\rdblquote  to be laying on a microwave on the counter by the door\emdash and plunged it into Lyssa\rquote s neck.\par
\tab The woman promptly flipped the freak out and gasped for breath and life before collapsing to the floor clutching her neck where blood was spurting out.  Dim watched her, then hauled out his cock from his tidy-whiteys and peed on her.\par
\tab Didn\rquote t seem to stop the spurting flow of blood, though.\par
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\pard\tab So Dim removed Lyssa\rquote s panties from beneath her blue nightgown, mounted her, penetrated her.  Lyssa\rquote s eyes bulged and she couldn\rquote t believe what was happening.  Dim didn\rquote t give it a further thought only \lquote what to do with the bitch\rquote  after.\par
\tab There was a lot of thought\emdash disposing of the body, cleaning up evidence, ditching those damned animal traps.  He humped Lyssa good while he thought and she was dead by the time he got his rocks off.  The \ldblquote crack of dawn\rdblquote  was not far off so he had to hustle.  A thick dishtowel was wrapped about her neck to keep the blood for flowing and spoiling his cleanup efforts.  Then he mopped the floor with one hundred percent bleach\emdash plus some of the evidence foiling liquid was used to drench Lyssa\rquote s cum filled cunt.  A razor from her bathroom she used to shave her legs was used to shave her cunt\emdash and any stray hairs from his loins.\par
\tab Then he got his truck and backed into Lyssa\rquote s drive-way wrestling her into the bed and covering her up with tarp used to cover trash on the way to the local landfill dump.  The two animal traps were concealed, too.\par
\tab Everything hands had touched on Lyssa\rquote s house was anointed with bleach.\par
\tab Then he found Lyssa\rquote s granddaughter, Rhainnon, bleary eyed, groggy, wet pants, rubbing her eyes while standing in the hallway.  She sort of kind of knew Dmitri\emdash and that was a bad thing.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s going on?\rdblquote  the cutesy seven year old asked.  She was in a short nightgown and panties.  Dim licked his lips saying, \ldblquote we\rquote re going for a ride!\rdblquote\par
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\tab Dim didn\rquote t like doing things in the daylight\emdash illegal things\emdash illegal things that other people could possibly see you doing.  Thankfully, though, \ldblquote daylight\rdblquote  was concealed by a sudden overcast of clouds.  And Dim\rquote s illegal business was done in an area where there weren\rquote t many \ldblquote other people\rdblquote  around.  That area was down by the river; a river that for a few months during the year actually had sufficient (and significant) water running thru it.  The area was not well kept, lots of river trees, bushes, shrubs, and not well kept by the county of which the river ran thru.\par
\tab Rundown though it may be there was a parking lot for those athletic enthusiast.  A bike path that ran along the river and mostly a canal for miles and miles.  The entire area was undeveloped with a mobilehome park on the other side of the large canal and a large tract of wasteland on the other side of the river; the a rundown area of extreme poor people in small-small homes, trailers, tents, motorhomes, whatever.\par
\tab Dim negotiated his truck along a smaller canal, a feeder canal, that wound its way to the river it fed.  The \ldblquote road\rdblquote  was a trail usually made by partygoers who didn\rquote t want anyone knowing there was a \ldblquote party\rdblquote .\par
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\pard\tab There was a two-sided two lane road \ldblquote right next to\rdblquote  the river with a bridge spanning over it, too.  A couple of horse farms and ranches, a large church, and a few houses \ldblquote here and there\rdblquote\emdash but east of the bridge and river area Dim cruised.  Three cars in the parking lot\emdash no one in sight.  Little Rhainnon sat quietly in the truck, very sleepy, a little cranky, curious, and an unfortunate.\par
\tab At the spot where the small feeder canal fed the river, Dim stopped the truck and with Rhainnon laid down under the guise of Dim\rquote s minding device to settle her and put her easily to sleep, Dim wrestled Lyssa out of the bed of the truck, stripped her clothing off and worked on a bathing suit he had rummaged out of her dresser.\par
\tab Though it was summer type time, the river water at the crack of dawn was cold\emdash damn cold.  He braved it regardless and dragged Lyssa out to near the middle where there was a good current and the water was up to his chest.  A few sand mounds and small islands there was in the river course; he watched her go and get sucked under and out of his sight.  He knew that investigators would doubt the \ldblquote drowning\rdblquote  apparent\emdash the wound in her neck would be the first clue, the lack of water in her lungs would be the other.  But it was worth a shot.\par
\tab The two animals traps were slipped into the feeder canal and quickly disappeared under the thick-thick aquatic vegetation.  Then there was Rhainnon.  Unfortunately, the minding device didn\rquote t work on her.  He didn\rquote t know why but try as he might and try as he could\emdash affecting the little girl\rquote s mind didn\rquote t go.  That sucked.\par
\tab So, driving along the edge of the river to about the mid section between the bridges, Dim took the girl and laid her out on the ground where he removed her clothing.  She fought back a little so he got a little rough with her; spanking mostly before pinning her and having his way with her.\par
\tab Afterwards, more bleach was used before slipping her into the cold-cold river water.  After she had stopped wiggling she was let go and quickly taken by the river and out of sight.  Dim sat glum on the running board of his truck disappointed that she had walked in on him while dealing with her grandma and thusly becoming a statistic.\par
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You wanna stimulate me\par
\tab On his way back to check on Deputy Bugger AND Greg Brady AND Simon,\par
\tab What it was that drew his interest from his other interests he didn\rquote t know; call it a Sixth Sense or whatever.  From the alleyway, Dmitri Tsugua detoured when he got interested in the upscale neighborhood one block over.  Mercedes, BMWs, Volvos, Lexus\rquote , upscale Buicks, very luxurious luxury cars, and a few moderate ranged cars all lined Doogits Lane; a tree-lined street\emdash trees in the middle of the street as well as on the sidewalk.  The homes here were two-story brownstone, too.\par
\tab According to the brass plaque on the subdoor akin to the stoop stairs to the home\emdash there was a doctor in the house.  Clifford Elbaxhuh, MD.  Dmitri didn\rquote t know him, or his family\emdash which was numerous.  Doogits Lane was the beginning street whereas the next few blocks north were \ldblquote affluent\rdblquote  neighborhoods.  Dim didn\rquote t have any problem with \ldblquote affluent\rdblquote  neighborhoods OR the peoples who resided in them\emdash so long as they didn\rquote t flaunt their affluence.\par
\tab Being his sneaky self\emdash enhanced by his minding device, Dim followed thru with whatever it was that had gotten his attention.  In the house of Elbaxhuh were several children, ranging in age from the youngest at twelve years to the oldest at twenty-two.  Two others were sixteen and fourteen years with the sole boy at thirteen.\par
\tab It was the fourteen year old Dr. E was having a private interlude with that got Dim\rquote s attention.  And it wasn\rquote t so much the sex or sex acts but the manner in which the good emergency surgeon facilitated his \ldblquote relationship\rdblquote  with his fourteen year old daughter, Vanessa; it was the manner of which he communicated his relationship to his fourteen year old daughter (Vanessa).\par
\tab Oh, and the Doctor and his family were black.\par
\tab\ldblquote You want to stimulate me.\rdblquote  said Dr. Elbaxhuh.\par
\tab No one else seemed to be home; the interior of the two story abode w/basement was very nice\emdash immaculate.  Very good furniture, paintings and portraits on the wall; no dust anywhere\emdash it wouldn\rquote t dare!  Very nice tapestries, throw rugs, plush carpeting, the works.\par
\tab Not only was the house privy to having a doctor in\emdash there, too, was a lawyer!  Ms. E was a lawyer with a very nice firm downtown.  She was a striking woman; tall, poised, professional, and for a black woman she was very-very nice looking.  Very.\par
\tab\ldblquote You want to stimulate me.\rdblquote  That seemed to be a key word, or phrase.\par
\tab Fourteen year old Vanessa wasn\rquote t a bad looking girl; nice breasts, ass, smile, eyes, creamy dark chocolate skin, and a cheerleader.  She was in her school\rquote s band, sang in the choir at her family\rquote s church, and obeyed her father\emdash in that she went to her knees and fished out his manhood.\par
\tab Dim was awed and intrigued.\par
\tab Dr. E was hard.\par
\tab In his mid 40s, Dr. Elbaxhuh wasn\rquote t a bad looking man; he was a doctor at the local hospital, emergency surgeon as well as regular type surgeon; taught medicine, had a specialty in OB-GYN, and had a gleam in his eyes as his teenage child sucked on his mamba.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote You want to take off your clothes.\rdblquote\par
\tab Without a word of hesitation, Vanessa stood and stripped off all of her clothes.  Dr. E was very pleased, smiled big, then stripped off his own clothes directing his child to his bed where he laid her width wise across it.  There he began spanking her with his hand saying in a low voice,\par
\tab\ldblquote You want me to spank you\emdash\rdblquote  \par
\tab\ldblquote I want you to spank me.\rdblquote  Vanessa said back.\par
\tab Something was different Dim noticed.  He saw no mind altering device anywhere for one!  \par
\tab Dr. Elbaxhuh swatted his teenage daughter a couple of times before having her raise her hips via saying \ldblquote you want to raise your hips\rdblquote  followed by \ldblquote you want my cock in your ass.\rdblquote\par
\tab Dim began to see a pattern.\par
\tab Cliff entered Vanessa, taking his time\emdash it was much like a slithering snake sliding his meal down his throat.  Once most of the way in and did Daddy Cliff begin his romp.  With hands clutching his daughter\rquote s raised hips he began pumping sliding even a little more mamba into her hole.\par
\tab Dim began to wonder about the good doctor\rquote s statement\emdash\ldblquote you want to stimulate me\rdblquote  followed by the other tasty statements beginning with \ldblquote you want to\emdash\rdblquote   Something of mind control there, a \ldblquote conditioning\rdblquote  if you will; brainwashing.\par
\tab Was such naughty business narrowed to Vanessa?\par
\tab Dim didn\rquote t think so.  Probably not.\par
\tab He watched Dr. E fuck Vanessa\emdash fuck Vanessa\emdash fuck Vanessa followed by spanking Vanessa, admiring her fresh fucked goobered asshole; then,\par
\tab\ldblquote You want to go take a shower, douche your asshole; return to normal.\rdblquote\par
\tab Hmmm, that was interesting.\par
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\tab While Vanessa \ldblquote douched\rdblquote  her asshole, Dr. E took a quick shower himself and had just come downstairs when youngest Elbaxhuh came home\emdash but not alone.  A white girl, an Asian mix, and an India-Indian girl accompanied her.  Dr. E acknowledged the girls but did nothing to them as Dim would have expected.\par
\tab Other family members arrived and the house filled up quickly sending a bewildered Dmitri off for other pursuits.\par
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\tab With his mind racing trying to engulf and decipher what he had been witness to, Dim suddenly found himself at a familiar house once more peering into the window\emdash the window of Deputy Sheriff Grady Bugger.\par
\tab And once more\emdash a naked game of Twister was in progress.\par
\tab A naked game of Twister involving those same little youngun\rquote s.\par
\tab And Dim was pleased.\par
\tab Heather, Anna, Kammi, Clara, Donna, Trisha, Judy, Gianna, and Kellie made up the girl factor while Toby, Gavin, Han, and Vincent comprised the boy factor.  All were naked\emdash all were giddy and deeply involved in playing the colorful game.  Their naked bodies were wondrous to behold!  Heather was the oldest girl at nine, Anna, Kammie, Clara, and Donna were mere eight year olds while the other girls, Trisha, Judy, Gianna, and Kellie were mere seven year olds.\par
\tab Toby and Gavin were eight year old boys while Vincent was six months away from being eight.\par
\tab All were delicious and all seemed to have no prob of being naked and playing Twister.  Deputy Grady was also naked and when one of the players fell out of play\emdash that player came to the deputy for a \ldblquote time out.\rdblquote   A time out and a \ldblquote feel out.\rdblquote   After the feel out there was a \ldblquote laying across the lap\rdblquote  for a spank.  The \ldblquote player\rdblquote  child seemed none the wiser for what was going on, either.  After the spank, feel, hug, they were settled onto the man\rquote s lap for pretty much more of the same plus a little gouging from the deputy\rquote s \ldblquote nightstick\rdblquote  of which he poked and prodded a hole whether it be a girl hole or a boy hole.\par
\tab Looked like fun!\par
\tab Using finesse (and a general heaping of sneakiness), Dim slipped into the deputy\rquote s house to \ldblquote join in.\rdblquote   Deputy Bugger was unaware of Dim\rquote s presence\emdash which still bothered Dim a little about Mike Brady.  Had the man seen him?  Had Mike been \ldblquote aware?\rdblquote\par
\tab Grady patted Toby\rquote s tender little eight year naked ass and sent him back into the game.  The scene of the naked kids all playing the game was incredibly incredible.  Naked children, young naked children; innocent young naked children willing playing unknowing what they were doing.  The minding effect the minding device had on them was amazing.\par
\tab For awhile, Dim merely sat back and watched\emdash it was quite a scene watching the young naked children frolic so.  Those young naked bodies all mashed together trying to place their hands and feet on the circles.  Pussies, assholes, cracks; giggles, snickers, long blond hair here, short sassy dark hair there; bare naked bodies everywhere!\par
\tab Italian girl, Gianna, age seven, fell out of the mass and Grady beckoned her unto him.  Donna also fell out and Dim could hold off no longer and beckoned her to him.  Grady held Gianna between his opened legs caressing her nakedness, smoothing his hand over her butt, delving fingers into her crack, enjoying her young nakedness.  \par
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 \tab The girl was fantastic; and for merely seven she was quite amazing; a gorgeous girl (for seven); long silky dark raven hair, long arms and legs, and a simply beautiful bald poon. \par
\tab After the admiration moment and smoothing of the hands over her body, Grady pulled her onto his lap to poke and prod her bald poon AND backdoor.  Dim caressed Donna, lightly spanked her, fingered her pussy, then found himself unable to hold back and he had to fuck her.\par
\tab Grady had the same problem with Gianna.\par
\tab Grady had penetrated the red haired girl, Anna.  Heather had also been violated with Kammi and the Clara getting boned up their ass.  The other girls merely \ldblquote gave head\rdblquote  and handjobs, took being spanked, fingered, eaten out, and humped on.  Another year of age and they\rquote d be getting penetrated, too!\par
\tab After soiling Donna\rquote s lovely tender young cunt and sending her back into the \ldblquote game\rdblquote ; Dim got yet another mind blast\emdash something redirecting his attention elsewhere.  A glimpse was all there was in his mind.  When he tried to concentrate he lost the connection.\par
\tab Grady had changed girls; little seven year old Kellie was on his lap.  Dim\rquote s enthusiasm was still quite high but distracted.  He took the other seven year old, Trisha.\par
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\tab The images of the young girls at Deputy Bugger\rquote s place still reigned supreme in Dim\rquote s mind.  Fresh, young, naked, unawares girls\emdash bald poons, lightly tanned bodies, giggling, go-lucky-and-be-happy, fresh, young, naked unawares girls.  Lovely\emdash simply fucking lovely.\par
\tab But something like what had brought Dim to Dr. Cliff\rquote s house recently brought him back.  Something had lured him even more stronger than the naughty doctor.  Still on Doogits Lane but further down several house down from the Elbaxhuh house of illicit sin.\par
\tab Rhichard (Rick) Zalenskeep, Professor/Inventor; geek, dork, goof.\par
\tab Dim didn\rquote t \ldblquote know-know\rdblquote  him but had heard-heard of him.  An inventor; making weird to whacky inventions that sometimes worked and were a boon for his family and society.  Then, of course, there were those inventions whereas he was one RCH (red cunt hair) away from being sued and having his family harmed or taken away\emdash or family running away.\par
\tab Inventor Zalenskeep had one daughter, just turned thirteen, and one boy, mid way thru his tenth year of life.  Rhichard\rquote s wife, Eve, was a teacher and sold real estate on the side.\par
\tab Rhichard\rquote s wife, Eve, was not a bad dish\emdash taller than her husband, sometimes kind of strict, known to get a little tipsy at parties, sold two multimillion dollar homes in one month garnering her loads of accolades and praises (and a new car, wardrobe, trip to the Tropics, Paris, London\emdash )\par
\tab Thirteen year old Jenna was a dish; prime.  The fresh new teenager had poise, was very polite, very pretty, was ok with dress outfits as well as jeans.  Not much of a tomboy but not a snob or that much into high fashion.  She was a typical girl and Dim longed to see her naked.\par
\tab Jacob was a typical boy of ten who like sports and was just beginning to take interest in girls.  Dmitri had seen the boy at the local park on the sly checking out the girls playing volleyball, jump roping, cartwheeling\emdash especially cartwheeling.  He was a typical boy of ten and Dim thought then that he ought to help the lad out.\par
\tab Small world.\par
\tab Upstairs in the attic of the Zalenskeep home were contraptions of this and that to help US soldiers be a better instrument in the night\emdash night vision, stealth, and whatever else it was that soldiers did in the night.\par
\tab Downstairs in the basement sharing space with the pool table were gadgets, devices, and contraptions of this and that to aid mankind.  Solar powered shows to give energy to various devices a person civilian or otherwise would be wearing or using.  Metal detecting shoes, too.  Metal suits, environmental suits suitable for harsh off-world environments; a shrink ray; weather visor for hats; a finger massager, head massager, private part(s) massager\emdash\par
\tab Shrink ray?\par
\tab On Dmitri\rquote s visit, young Jacob was with a friend in the kitchen preparing to make a gigantic and typical mess.  On a 1950s style metal breakfast table there was a handmade volcano with \ldblquote natives\rdblquote  made of hot dog wieners and the half wieners found in the typical can of beans & franks.  The \ldblquote beans\rdblquote  of the beans & franks were inside the volcano.\par
\tab Jenna just walked in with a bag of groceries for her impromptu party she was throwing later on that evening while the folks were away at some party.  She stopped dead in her tracks shaking her head\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote You make a mess and YOU clean it up!\rdblquote  she said matter-of-factly.\par
\tab\ldblquote It wont be a mess.\rdblquote  bitched back Jacob.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote ll be a disaster!\rdblquote  chided Mitchell, Jacob\rquote s best friend.\par
\tab Jenna rolled her eyes and eyed the boys with disdain.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote m having some friends over in a little while\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Mom said \ldblquote No Party!\rdblquote  when she isn\rquote t here!\rdblquote  \par
\tab\ldblquote Mom says a lot,\rdblquote  piped back his \ldblquote I\rquote m older and can kick your ass\rdblquote  annoyed sister, \ldblquote you can help out.\rdblquote\par
\tab Jacob reared his head back, \ldblquote Help out?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote You mean \ldblquote be your slave?\rdblquote\rdblquote  Mitchell concluded.\par
\tab\ldblquote You can hang with us.\rdblquote  Jenna said in offering.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is that it?\rdblquote  Jacob asked.\par
\tab Jenna thought it over, \ldblquote Five bucks.\rdblquote  she said flatly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Each?\rdblquote  Mitchell asked for clarity.\par
\tab Jenna wrinkled her nose and nodded, \ldblquote Yeah, each.\rdblquote\par
\tab Jenna was pretty; nice thick gorgeously brown hair that gently and nicely in an 80s era caressed her face.  Beautiful eyes, soft creamy skin, well poised, soft alluring features\emdash especially her breasts and ass.\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t know if five bucks will really cover being a slave.\rdblquote  snided Mitch.\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t think we\rquote re appreciated enough.\rdblquote  Jacob chimed in. \par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t think Mom will like knowing about the bean fart explosion!\rdblquote\par
\tab Jacob wrinkled his nose\emdash blackmail was such an ugly word.  \ldblquote Good point!\rdblquote\par
\tab Of course, the boys could have returned the blackmail with the \ldblquote party\rdblquote  but they didn\rquote t think of that.  Jenna had tossed out the first jab with the MOM attachment and that was enough to curb their financial coup.\par
\tab Anyways,\par
\tab The \ldblquote No Party \lquote cause Mom said so party\rdblquote  was in a couple of hours leaving plenty of time for the boys to clean up the mess from the \ldblquote Volcano that Ate People!\rdblquote  project.  Jenna wound up, of course, doing most of the clean-up as the boys (as was with ALL boys) are lousy with cleaning up messes.\par
\tab\lquote have you seen your sister naked?\rquote  it had to be asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Kinda.\rdblquote  Typical and normal.\par
\tab\lquote do you WANT to see your sister naked?\rquote\par
\tab No verbal response as the boy went into overload and couldn\rquote t answer; so the definitive answer was a whole hearted affirmed YES!\par
\tab\lquote does your sister know you have seen her naked?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote  and he still lived!\par
\tab It was not a big deal for Jacob to see his sister naked; most of the nude viewings occurred when she was a little younger\emdash couple of years younger than current.  Not much to see\emdash but a naked girl was a naked girl!  Yeah, he had heard her fart; and yeah, he saw her in her underwear and that was no biggie, either.\par
\tab No \ldblquote Touchy/Feely\rdblquote .\par
\tab\lquote but you WANT to touch/feel your sister?\rquote\par
\tab Another overloaded answer that was another affirmed YES!\par
\tab\lquote would you like to FUCK your sister?\rquote\par
\tab The question so bizarre and off track the answer was another overload.\par
\tab Ok, refinement; \lquote would you like to rub your penis against your sister\rquote s ass?\rquote\par
\tab That was meant with more confidence and a solid \ldblquote HELL YEAH!\rdblquote\par
\tab Dim smiled and was pleased.\par
\tab There was plenty of time before the party\emdash but where\rquote d the time go there was no idea \lquote cause suddenly there was no time and the first party guest had arrived.  Dim had finished with Jacob (and had did no naughty business with him!)  Jacob and Mitchell went to Jacob\rquote s bedroom to play while Dim sought out Jenna.\par
\tab Jenna had been in the kitchen still cleaning up and prepping for the \ldblquote Mom said no Party\rdblquote  party.  Just chips, dip, salsa, no booze, chocolate treats this and chocolate treats that.  An impromptu social gathering of girlfriends \ldblquote while the parental units were away.\rdblquote\par
\tab Dim zapped the girl while she was in the midst of cleaning up the boys\rquote  mess and assembling various bowls for the party treats.  The girl was just captivating, y\rquote know?  Such beauty!  Somewhere along the line\emdash Dim lost track.  He knew that he had spent a little time with Jenna\rquote s brother but surely not that much!  The next thing he knew was the clock on the kitchen wall showing 6 o\rquote clock!  The \ldblquote party\rdblquote  was for 6 o\rquote clock.   Dim was pretty sure that it had been around 3 o\rquote clock when he had slipped into the house.  Where had the time gone?\par
\tab He wanted to see the girl naked.\par
\tab He wanted to fool around with her, maybe spank and maybe doink up the ass and for sure have her on her knees sucking his dick off.  She was dressed in loose fitting powder blue pants and a nice layered top.  Dim backed away out of sight\emdash just in case\emdash and let the girl (her mind) go.  She gripped the table she had been cleaning, looked around, then gasped when she saw the time.\par
\tab With a shriek she bounded upstairs.  Dim didn\rquote t know why but he bitched to himself highly when a few minutes later the girl came flying down in new clothes.  Damn!  He could have seen her naked!\par
\tab A nice Sunday dress, short to about mid-thigh, nice clean almost brand new tennis shoes with dainty ankle socks, a different layered top, some earrings, and perfume with lip gloss made her a very-very nice girl.\par
\tab Jillian (Jill) Milkept was the first party guest.  A tall girl, lots and lots of ultra curly brown hair, incredible brown eyes, and a fantastic smile.  She brought music and homemade popcorn balls.\par
\tab Erica Molepeek came nextly\emdash and Dim thought he would!  The girl was pretty-pretty-pretty!  A nice rack, very nice butt, perfume, lip gloss, 80s persona.  She rocked!  \par
\tab Marcee Parksbeek came along nextly, a black girl, a lovely girl, a girl Dim definitely wanted to see naked bobbing on his dong.  She was a very happy girl, laughing all the time, farting once in Dim\rquote s unknown presence.  It was going to be a hell of a party!\par
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\pard\tab With the music jamming the girls assembled a Mexican fare and then \ldblquote whatever\rdblquote  tossed together.  No veggies!  Not allowed at a jammin\rquote  party.  All four girls were in a dress or skirt outfit.  Convenient!  Very pretty girls, thirteen years young, small breasts, moderate breasts, just right breasts.  All had fantastic asses, smiles, eyes, skin, hair, everything.  And Dmitri imagined each one naked and in different poses, too!\par
\tab Dim stepped back and let the girls be themselves\emdash accordingly, the parental units were supposedly partying their ownselves and supposedly for the entire evening.  But all was not as it would seem\emdash\par
\tab The girls had munched their treats, listened to their music, danced to their music, then settled down to gossip.  Typical girl party.  Each girl had a uniqueness about her; hair style, smile, eyes, poise.  They sat haphazardly on the sofas in the living room; party music lowly playing in the background; tummies full of salsa, chips, popcorn balls.  The discussion turned from gossip to \ldblquote Truth or Dare.\rdblquote\par
\tab Boys was the popular subject.\par
\tab Jill like some boy named \ldblquote Keeven.\rdblquote\par
\tab Jenna liked a boy named \ldblquote Albert.\rdblquote\par
\tab Erica preferred some putz named \ldblquote Delvin.\rdblquote\par
\tab Marcee was hot for a boy named \ldblquote Robert.\rdblquote\par
\tab All four girls liked a boy named Rolan Reeking\emdash especially Jenna.\par
\tab And as it turns out\emdash Jenna got the \ldblquote dare\rdblquote  card.  And for her Dare Card, she had to call up this boy named Rolan Reeking and tell him straight faced that she \ldblquote liked him.\rdblquote\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t meant to be said but Jenna let it slip that she was having a little party and then at the last \ldblquote and I like you!\rdblquote  she hung up quickly amidst the screams and shrieks of her girlfriends.\par
\tab While hanging out in the kitchen\emdash Dim wasn\rquote t sure but he thought he saw movement.  Small movement.  Down low\emdash kitchen floor.  Just out of the corner of his eye.  It was brief and soon annoying bring Dim to go on a Search mission missing whatever went on with the girls in the living room.\par
\tab The music was an interference but he thought\emdash he thought he heard something like a mouse squeak.  Tracking down whatever it was he thought he was seeing/hearing became an obsession.  Down on his knees he began checking the baseboard, laying perfectly still sprawled out on the floor\emdash waiting.\par
\tab Then\emdash something remarkable happened\emdash something astonishing\emdash something weird.  As he lay on the brown southwestern style tiled floor something suddenly darted out from the island counter.  The \ldblquote something\rdblquote  wasn\rquote t no more than two inches tall\emdash and it was human!\par
\tab And it was Eve Zalenskeep\emdash mother of Jenna Anne Zalenskeep!\par
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\pard\tab There was another shriek\emdash from Eve.  Then her inventor husband suddenly appeared\emdash also no more than two inches tall, and grabbed his wife back from view leaving Dmitri very puzzled.\par
\tab What was that?\par
\tab What\rquote s more\emdash did she see him?\par
\tab What-what was more\emdash what was that?\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote So, here we are the kitchen.\rdblquote  Jenna said waltzing into the kitchen with Rolan. \line  \tab\ldblquote Great, \lquote cause, well, this is good\emdash\lquote cause you know, I kinda wanted to be alone with you.\rdblquote  \line  \tab\ldblquote Yeah?\rdblquote  said a dimwitted unwary smitten Jenna. \line  \tab\ldblquote Yeah, \lquote cause the truth is, uh, Jenna, I think you\rquote re kinda awesome!\rdblquote  \line  \tab Awesome?  Dim shook his head, \lquote Don\rquote t fall for it, he\rquote s just giving you a line.\rquote  \line  \tab\ldblquote Y-you do?  Cool!\rdblquote  she smiled with glossed over eyes, \ldblquote You think I'm awesome?\rdblquote   too late, she was hooked and taken in. \line  \tab\ldblquote Oh, yeah.  You\rquote re a lot cooler than other girls.\rdblquote  what a line! \line  \tab\ldblquote So, there was something you wanted to tell me; other than you think I\rquote m awesome?  Or was that it?\rdblquote  \line  \tab\ldblquote Well,\rdblquote  grinned and then blushed Rolan, \ldblquote Nothing much, just that I wanted to do this.\rdblquote  And quick as a wink there was a familiar object flashed and a familiar Subject standing blankly with non-blinking staring eyes.\par
\tab Wow.\par
\tab Roland smiled, looked the girl over, licked his lips thoughtfully, then sighed \ldblquote Whew.\rdblquote   The minding device was small, palm sized\emdash probably no more abilities than to zap a Subject\rquote s mind.  But sometimes that was all that was needed.\par
\tab Then, to make sure the Subject (Jenna) was under his spell so to speak he brushed the back of his hand against her right breast.\par
\tab No slapping, no shrieking, screaming, or a kick to the balls.\par
\tab Rolan smiled, Dim smiled.\par
\tab Then Rolan fondled Jenna\rquote s right breast before embracing her not for a social hug but to cop a feel\emdash a butt grope.  This caused Rolan to moan a satisfying moan that only escalated when he moved his hand up under her short skirt.  Dim was very pleased\emdash still bemused (and confused) about what he had seen earlier.  Then there was doubt\emdash maybe what he had seen wasn\rquote t what it was.\par
\tab But then again\emdash this WAS the house of an inventor\'85\par
\tab Rolan had Jenna\rquote s panties down passed her ass.  His breathing had intensified along with his lust.  The skirt was moved up and he had gotten the girl to hold it up so as he could step back and ogle her naked beaver.\par
\tab After ogling a minute or so, Rolan stood and fished out his cock.\par
\tab That was when Dim for sure heard a loud squeak of a voice.  It got his attention but not Rolan\rquote s.  Searching intently Dim located the source\emdash it was Eve!  A diminutive Eve Zalenskeep!  She was two inches tall and in a high state of pissed offedness!  There, too, was Mr. Zalenskeep, the inventor.\par
\tab Dim stared and stared at the two\emdash Rhichard Zalenskeep was just as pissed off but also a little more reserved\emdash possibly due to be two inches tall rather than normal human size.  Dim didn\rquote t know what to think of it aside from the fact that the Inventor must of \ldblquote shrunk\rdblquote  himself and wife and were freaking out \lquote cause of daughter\rquote s party AND the uninvited horny guest.\par
\tab Returning his attention back to the \ldblquote horny guest\rdblquote  and the Rolan\emdash on his own, had Jenna\rquote s hand working his johnson.  Work-work-work.  The boy giggled, blushed, then embraced Jenna again to smooth his hand over her bare ass.\par
\tab Dim sat on his knees contemplating.  There was no sighting of the itsy-bitsy parental units and just how far Rolan Reeking was going to go wasn\rquote t known.  Dim\rquote s own cock was in need of some \ldblquote working\rdblquote , too.  He figured anything more involving Jenna and the girl\rquote s mother was just gonna freak the fuck out.\par
\tab\lquote take your clothes off.\rquote\par
\tab Rolan stood back in utter awe watching as his girl undressed herself.  Cum spurted from his beleaguered cock, his mouth hung open, and his eyes were fastened to the undressed girl totally blowing his mind and then some.  Jenna Anne Zalenskeep, thirteen, was stark butt bare assed raving nude.  She was quite a beauty, too.  Beautiful hair, neatly trimmed pussy hair, cream soft white skin; a gorgeous face, no blemishes, moles, or scars.\par
\tab\lquote on your knees.\rquote\par
\tab Rolan stood motionless with his mind going into obliteration as the naked Jenna went to her knees before him.  The music from the adjacent living room was in high gear; sounds of the party infiltrated the kitchen but no one came in wondering what had happened to the missing Jenna and Rolan.\par
\tab Jenna took Rolan\rquote s cock in one hand, his balls in the other.\par
\tab\lquote have you messed around (sexually) with your brother?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote  she answered allowed.\par
\tab\ldblquote No?  What?\rdblquote  asked a befuddled Rolan.\par
\tab\lquote don\rquote t worry about it\emdash you like what she\rquote s doing.\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote\par
\tab Sheesh!\par
\tab Naked Jenna worked Rolan\rquote s cock then pressed her lips to the head.\par
\tab\lquote would you LIKE to be naughty (sexually) with your brother?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Maybe.\rdblquote\par
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\pard\tab Maybe!?  Holy shit!  Really?\par
\tab\lquote really?\rquote\par
\tab No penetration; no \ldblquote up the ass\rdblquote  or \ldblquote between the legs\rdblquote  OR in the mouth.\par
\tab So we\rquote re talking\emdash what?  Sexually speaking?\par
\tab A handjob\emdash possibly.  Being naked together.  Watching each other being naked.  Frolicking naked.  Maybe\emdash maybe letting Jacob rub his penis against her bare butt.  Maybe\emdash maybe letting her brother Jacob finger her pussy.\par
\tab\lquote let Jacob LICK your pussy.\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote\par
\tab Dim smiled.  \lquote suck Jacob\rquote s cock.\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote\par
\tab And, \lquote let Jacob fuck your asshole.\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote\par
\tab By then, Rolan was cumming off.\par
\tab Jenna made a face as the penis goo filled her mouth.\par
\tab\lquote pull out\emdash squirt the rest on her face!\rquote\par
\tab Rolan complied; Dim was pleased and moved into position behind the girl.  After accessing the girl\rquote s ass, hole, and pussy, he gently penetrated her asshole.  Rolan emptied his goo squirter onto Jenna\rquote s face then face fucked her as per command-suggestion via Dim\rquote s desire.\par
\tab\lquote suck his balls.\rquote\par
\tab Watching Jenna suck Rolan\rquote s nut sac only perpetuated Dim\rquote s cock into utter ecstasy.  And just as he himself was cumming off\emdash Dim received a sharp pain to his ass.  A tack.  A thumb tack.  A thumb tack launched from a rubber band from Inventor R Zalenskeep and wife!  Both of which were sprawled out on the tiled floor after the launching.  Dim slapped his hand down HARD onto the floor in anger than plucked the two parental units up determining their fate.\par
\tab Neither parent was in position to do anything but rant and rave and freak the fuck out.  Dim dropped the two\emdash and not so nicely about it, either\emdash into the handy blender on the counter then surreptitiously unplugged it.\par
\tab\ldblquote Live in fear!\rdblquote  he told them in a whisper.  Neither Rhichard or Eve knew the blender was no longer plugged in.  It was still a mind boggling thing to see the two human parents in such size\emdash but then again, Dim only had to note Rolan\rquote s mind altering device as well as his own.  Both were incredible inventions to be sure.\par
\tab And Inventor R Zalenskeep was trying to invent device to thwart those mind altering devices.  And somehow invented a shrinking device instead!  Imagine!\par
\tab Dim returned to Jenna and Rolan.\par
\tab There were several other party goers to deal with\emdash and Dim wanted to deal with them.  And how!\par
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Do u ever feel like when your trying to show someone how to do something that it's like trying to send smoke signals to a blind Indian with no sense of smell?\par
\tab Rolan Reeking had potential\emdash like Greg Brady, Deputy Bugger, and others Dmitri had encountered of late.  Rolan Reeking was another.  He was young, immature, but had unnatural desires.  He wasn\rquote t too much into girls younger than Jenna or even older\emdash he typically just wanted to doink & boink girls Jenna\rquote s age.\tab\tab And their mothers!\par
\tab That was interesting.\par
\tab Rolan\rquote s homies, Vincent \ldblquote Mouse\rdblquote  Gorturd and Tray Clayhand also had potential as Mouse not only liked girls Jenna, Jill, Erica, and Marcee\rquote s age, but girls younger\emdash much younger.  Tray, on the other hand, liked boys.\par
\tab And speaking of Jill, Erica, and Marcee\emdash Jill was an avid fingerbanger.  She liked to spank herself and shove various \ldblquote items\rdblquote  into her pussy and asshole.  She had had sexual intercourse with a cousin and a so-so boyfriend but more importantly\emdash with her homeroom seventh grade teacher!\par
\tab Erica was a virgin\emdash regardless of that she was horny and fingered herself having desires to get laid but feared getting knocked up.  She knew what \ldblquote sodomy\rdblquote  was but was grossed out by the act and couldn\rquote t imagine what being \ldblquote fucked up the butt\rdblquote  would be like.  Giving \ldblquote head\rdblquote  was also a no-go for the young teen\emdash but she was curious just the same.\par
\tab Marcee Parksbeek was having occasional sex with a young boy she babysat for occasionally.  The boy in question was just eight\emdash red hair and as cute as could be.  She sucked his cock, he sucked her titties; she spread her legs and took him to her cunny, he peed on her cunny and doinked her up the butt.\par
\tab An interesting group.  Even the girls had potential!\par
\tab Adjusting the \ldblquote awareness\rdblquote  level was tricky if not frustrating; but in the end, the girls and the boys were \ldblquote aware\rdblquote  of their situation but not the occurrence.  That is to say\emdash they were free to \ldblquote be themselves\rdblquote  but they were not so aware of the sexual happening.  It was a fine balance that kept Dmitri Tsugua constantly busy making finite adjustments to his EMAD.\par
\tab With the music turned OFF, Dim had the boys and the girls \ldblquote get naked.\rdblquote\par
\tab Didn\rquote t work.  Dim was frustrated\emdash mainly \lquote cause he didn\rquote t know what the hang-up was.  After half an hour of frustration he re-zapped the minds of the party people then settled on Jenna and Rolan (again.) \par
\tab\lquote get naked.\rquote\par
\tab That was met with better responses and the two teens undressed themselves.\par
\tab The other party people were mindless and sat being mindless.  It would have to do.  Dim stripped off his clothes and while Jenna once more bobbed on Rolan\rquote s knob\emdash Dim slid his fuck stick into Jenna\rquote s cunt and fucked her well there.\par
\tab Most bananas would do, as well as most zucchinis and cucumbers.\par
\tab The bedposts of her bed\emdash with ridges.\par
\tab The vibration of the washer and dryer.\par
\tab An All-American hot dog wiener.\par
\tab Cousin Albert\rquote s cock\emdash and Cousin Albert was 2-years older, too!\par
\tab Boyfriend Eddie got some at his house (bedroom); backyard pool, garage, and in his bathroom in the shower and then on the floor.  But they weren\rquote t \ldblquote boyfriend/girlfriend\rdblquote  status\emdash just friends.\par
\tab But most pleasing to Jill Milkept\rquote s pussy was her 7\super th\nosupersub  grade homeroom teacher, Mr. Kole Hempore.  The married man, twelve years with the school district, girls softball coach, had a wondrous cock that satisfied Jill\rquote s cock hungry cunt (and then some!)\par
\tab Amazingly, though, she still had the persona of a \ldblquote virgin.\rdblquote\par
\tab After a good doinking of Jenna, Jill replaced her.  The girl had a nice tall body, long limbs, and soft supple breasts.  She kept her cunt cleanly shaven and there were no marks or scars anywhere.  A lovely girl, long flowing jet black hair, a sweet \ldblquote innocent\rdblquote  face, a dazzling gleam about her and she liked to use the word \ldblquote like\rdblquote  a lot.\par
\tab Jenna had a mouthful of jiz\emdash a pussy full of jiz, too.  After a little spanking, finger that cum filled pussy, Dim switch girls.  His cock ached but he put the discomfort aside and easily eased into Jill\rquote s cunt while putting the girl thru the paces of sucking on Vincent \ldblquote Mouse\rdblquote .\par
\tab While recently attending his Dad\rquote s church, Vinny took a walk outside to check the parking lots (for security purposes) and found a young little girl wandering \ldblquote lost.\rdblquote   Vincent to the rescue!  Sort of.  Guiding the girl to one of the church\rquote s outbuildings he masterfully undressed her\emdash his first attempt at distraction only went so far; using puppets and slight-of-hand trickery, throwing his voice, he managed to distract the young kindergartener just enough.\par
\tab But enough wasn\rquote t to cut it with \ldblquote likes \lquote em young\rdblquote  Mouse.\par
\tab With Mouse\rquote s Mom a pharmacist, knowing about certain drugs was a given.  Having no mind altering device, the young horndog resorted to the old standard of chloroform.  One good whiff and Angela Cowspitt was unconscious.  Once the little girl\rquote s clothes were off Vinny wasted no time and went down on the young bald snatch\emdash tasting a slight hint of pee.\par
\tab Enthused immorally, Vinny went on to lay his cock against the unwary girl\rquote s cunny and there he did hump a good hump spewing a healthy wad of jiz minutes later.  He then seriously fingered Angela\rquote s cunt virtually pushing in all of his mess into her vagina.  Then, to continue his immorality, he mounted her straddling her chest then brought her mouth to his cum squirter.\par
\tab Noise outside interrupted his illicit doings and frightened him.  Being caught doing naughty shenanigans would just be the shits\emdash his Dad a popular and well respected priest, his Mom, family, friends\emdash all would be horrified at what Vinny had been caught doing.  It just wouldn\rquote t do.\par
\tab He stood naked in a panic waiting.  There was no window in the outbuilding, not even a peep hole or \ldblquote glory hole!\rdblquote   He could only wait\emdash wait in fear.  He didn\rquote t even dress!  His cock died down and he stood stark naked staring at the door\emdash waiting for it to open while naked Angela lay with his cum drying on her pussy.\par
\tab Finally, though, the noise of lingering parishioners went away and Vinny took a couple extra minutes to gather himself.  He returned to Angela\rquote s chest humping her chest as well as returning her mouth to his cock.\par
\tab Then he spanked her and peed on her butt, butthole, and pussy.\par
\tab Then he dressed her\emdash not cleaning up his mess, and sneaked her out into the parking lot laying her down between some cars.  Minutes later when he was back inside the church picking up discarded pamphlets the little girl was found.  No other information follows.\par
\tab But Angela was only ONE in Vinny the Mouse\rquote s pursuit of illicit pleasure with little girls.  He had a penchant for \ldblquote acquiring\rdblquote  pretty little girls; being a mere teen he was kind of sort of trusted\emdash not like as if he were a say a male adult.  He never had a mind altering device (electronical) to use so he used basic (and advanced) pharmaceutical drugs to have his way.  What a guy!\par
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\tab Quite the little party group.  Marcee Parksbeek although African-American liked \lquote em not only young but white!  One particular boy had flaming red hair and was her favorite.  The girl did engage sexually all the time\emdash just occasionally.  She gave her young flaming red haired boy a blow job, sucked his balls, and got completely naked with him.  They fucked, bathed together, and spanked one another (a game to see who could spank the other the hardest.)\par
\tab Tray Clayhand liked girls; his age, a little older, a little younger\emdash but also like boys.  Tray Clayhand liked boys his age, a little older, a little younger, and mostly.  \par
\tab Did Rolan and/or Mouse know of Tray\rquote s more liking of boys than girls?\par
\tab No.\par
\tab Would Tray like to have immoral relations with Rolan and/or Mouse?\par
\tab Yes!\par
\tab Ah.  \lquote I think I can fix that!\rquote\par
\tab In the kitchen, Inventor Rhichard Zalenskeep and wife and almost made it halfway up their plastic prison.  But of course, the snapped down shut hard lid would be the next big problem.  But then of course, their attempt at freedom was interrupted by the naked Dim returning with all the girls.\par
\tab The girls stood in line, shoulder to shoulder, naked and mindless.\par
\tab Dim plucked Eve Zalenskeep from the blender prison pausing at the toaster but realizing that she could easily climb out of that; the small salsa jar that had been emptied for the party was on the counter\emdash but pretty potent so that was nixed, too.  The milk jug came into play, old fashioned soda pop bottle, a message/ID tube for a dog collar, empty candlestick holder, his piss slit\'85\par
\tab Message/ID tube?\par
\tab It was brass, small, had a top and bottom half suitable for inserting a message or a dog\rquote s identification.  It was perfect!  Eve was not so thrilled about the new \ldblquote tight\rdblquote  surroundings but Dim didn\rquote t care; he still hazard the thought of shoving her into his piss slit, too!\par
\tab With the dog collar around his neck, contained Eve could see all that Dim saw (and did.)  Her husband, Rhichard, was not aware of where his good wife had been taken.  \ldblquote Where have you taken her?  What have you done with my wife!?\rdblquote  demanded the diminutive inventor.\par
\tab\ldblquote She\rquote s safe,\rdblquote  Dim said aloud trying to adjust his voice so as not to deafen the imprisoned Eve, \lquote and as long as you control yourself, and do as I say, all will be well.\rquote   Well, relatively speaking.\par
\tab More finite mind altering tuning aimed this time at the inventor; just to make him more calmer and not so enraged.  Then, \par
\tab\lquote you like seeing Jenna naked?\rquote\par
\tab There was no answer\emdash it was a question that was just too much to consider.\par
\tab However, Inventor Rhichard Zalenskeep DID like seeing Jill, Erica, and Marcee naked.  That was different.  On the outside\emdash with his own mind, he only casually thought impure thoughts in regards to his daughter\rquote s friends.  Harbored deep inside, though\emdash yeah, Jill, Erica, and Marcee thrilled him and when putting it to his wife, Eve, he thought of putting it to Jill, Erica, and Marcee.\par
\tab\lquote never Jenna?\rquote\par
\tab Never.\par
\tab Good man.\par
\tab\lquote would you pass up an opportunity to watch your daughter masturbating?\rquote\par
\tab Hmmm, now that was different.  If Inventor Rhichard Z was walking down the hall passed his daughter\rquote s bedroom and the door was open and \ldblquote there she was\rdblquote  laying sprawled out on her bed\emdash naked, fingering herself, would he stop to watch?\par
\tab Answer:  HELL YEAH!  He was moralistically sound but he was human, too!  The same couldn\rquote t be said same for Eve; if she should happen to see her young son, Jacob, spanking the monkey\emdash she would not be so inclined as to stop and watch.  Moreover, she would probably chastise him; \ldblquote stop doing that!\rdblquote  \par
\tab If she saw her daughter fingering herself\emdash no answer was available.\par
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\pard\tab\lquote what if it were Rolan?\rquote\par
\tab There was also another \ldblquote no answer available\rdblquote  but Dim saw a fleeting image of mild curiosity resulting in \ldblquote she would!  she would!\rdblquote  stop and watch the thirteen year old yank his trouser snake.  Same for if it were for the other boys Jenna knew.\par
\tab\lquote would you like to get LAID by those boys?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Certainly not!\rquote\par
\tab Eve needed work.\par
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\tab Back to the Inventor\par
\tab\lquote so you were making\emdash er, creating an invention to disrupt minding devices?\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Right.\rquote\par
\tab That didn\rquote t sit well with Dmitri.\par
\tab But then again\emdash Rhichard\rquote s attempt at thwarting mind altering devices kind of hit a snag and shrunk himself and his good wife, Eve.  He wasn\rquote t sure how it happened but,\par
\tab\lquote The reverse is easy.\rquote  he hoped.\par
\tab There was time so Dim helped the Inventor \ldblquote reverse\rdblquote  whatever it was he had done and voila! he was back to his 5\rquote 8\rdblquote  self!  And mindless\emdash er, still in the minding hold of Dim\rquote s minding gadget.  It was back down to the kitchen where a new phase of Father/Daughter and her Friends relationship would ensue\emdash with still shrunken to the size of a hearty bugger remained encapsuled in the doggie capsule.\par
\tab\lquote if you could get away with fucking Jill, Erica, or Marcee\emdash would you?\rquote\par
\tab Again, the question so ridiculous that no answer could possibly be formed.\par
\tab But, there was a slight interest.  Rhichard Zalenskeep was a man, a human, borne on the winds of desires much like many other lustful men, Neanderthal-like mentality.  The EMAD was already finitely tuned as much as it could be\emdash any further adjustments and the results may not be quite as what Dim would like or want.  Best leave it as was/is and hope for the best.  The Device was already taxed to the max having the girls and the boys mindlessly held by the unique gadget so best not tempt fate and let it be as be.\par
\tab There was just enough of the Inventor\rquote s mind to let him enjoy his tryst with Jill, Erica, Marcee, AND daughter Jenna.   Dim was pleased.  While having the naked Marcee against his own naked body, Rhichard Zalenskeep pressed his naked body against Jill\emdash after admiring her body, smiling big, getting a major boner.  His mind was free to \ldblquote explore\rdblquote  the world of illicitness and immorality without fear of retribution or condemnation.  Jill\rquote s breasts were first to occupy the Inventor\rquote s mind space; and that was followed up by staring at the thirteen year old\rquote s bare naked pussy.\par
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\pard\tab After gazing upon Jill for two-three-five minutes it was up against the girl for a serious groping.  Serious.  Hugging was one thing\emdash embracing was one thing; groping was something else all together.  The Inventor\rquote s hands went roaming all over the naked Jill; caressing her backside, smoothing her ass, squeezing her tightly to him, finger her delicate sweet pussy.\par
\tab This all led up to boning.\par
\tab On a counter went Jill, legs open.  Rhichard continued to smile and gaze with a moderate hard cock\emdash neverminding (or hearing) the screams of his wife from the capsule around the \ldblquote unseen\rdblquote  Dmitri.  Of course, she did come to realize that Rhichard was not acting on his own but still.\par
\tab His own bone grew harder as Rhichard forgave foreplay for out and out fucking.  Right up against the young girl did the Inventor guide his moderate cock, gliding it up and down Jill\rquote s pussy grinning even bigger than before.  Dim held Marcee\rquote s dark chocolate body against him, caressing her breasts, sides, and pussy while his cock nestled between her cheeks.\par
\tab Rhichard made penetration and there was no stopping him from then on.\par
\tab Eve\rquote s screams settled to break down and anguish.\par
\tab\lquote don\rquote t worry,\rquote  Dim minded to her, \lquote you\rquote ll get your turn.\rquote\par
\tab Eve didn\rquote t know what that meant.  She had no strength to try and uncapsulate herself she had been ranting for so long and her diminutive size also was a factor.\par
\tab Rhichard fucked and fucked hard Jill Milkept\rquote s barely teenage pussy until cumming off in just over two minutes.  There was a mighty announcement of his deed followed by a virtual near collapse.  He did slump down onto the naked heaving mindless girl\emdash Dim tried to instill upon her mindless mind that she \lquote liked sex\rquote  with Mr. Zalenskeep.  But Dim got the impression that his desire for her didn\rquote t stick.  Again, the EMAD was too stretched.\par
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\tab On her knees, Eric slurped deliciously on the Inventor\rquote s dick.  She was the virgin, knew what \ldblquote up the butt\rdblquote  meant, and mild knowledge of other positions; ye old favorite 69er, Around-the-World, doggie, and so on.  She feared getting pregnant or some lame ass disease.  And she just wasn\rquote t ready for sex; she was just as horny as the next girl, fingered herself and had \ldblquote desires\rdblquote\emdash but spreading her legs (or cheeks) just wasn\rquote t in her plans.\par
\tab Enter Dim.\par
\tab Enter Inventor Zalenskeep\rquote s cock (to her virgin mouth!)\par
\tab Dim saved Erica\rquote s virgin pussy for himself; the Inventor didn\rquote t cum off in her mouth\emdash he saved that for Marcee.  Erica slurped on Dim\rquote s cock while Rhichard shoved his fuck stick into Marcee\rquote s black box.  It was quite a show and though Dim\rquote s dick was revitalized and thoroughly enthused\emdash he didn\rquote t cum.\par
\tab Rhichard came, though.\par
\tab A massive quantity of pent up cum spewed into Marcee\rquote s cunt; the view Dim had was from the side rear.  It was awesome to watch a sex act in progress; it was a little disheartening to watch a \ldblquote man\rdblquote  fuck\emdash Dim would have preferred the likes of a boy.  But Rhichard was ok; he slammed the black girl on the counter; her legs about him, flailing about, getting into the grove\emdash as much as her \ldblquote groove\rdblquote  was gotten into.\par
\tab To say the least, though, Inventor Zalenskeep was pretty worn out\emdash and there was on more girl to go.  Jenna.  The Inventor needed a rest\emdash so did Dim.  Taking Jenna by the elbow they returned to the living room where the naked boys were.  \par
\tab\lquote do you want to fuck your friends?\rquote  Dim minded to Tray\emdash who preferred boy holes over girl holes.\par
\tab\lquote Yes.\rquote  was the ultimate answer\emdash referring to Rolan and Vinny.\par
\tab\lquote would you like to have your dick sucked by a guy?\rquote  Dim asked of Rolan.\par
\tab Not \ldblquote No\rdblquote  but \ldblquote HELL NO!\rdblquote  and he wasn\rquote t too keen on taking it up the ass, either!  (or fucking some dude in the ass himself.)  Joking about blowjobs and butt fuckings was one thing\emdash among guys.  Sex humor albeit homosexual content had no bearing on actual like or participation.\par
\tab Vinny the Mouse, however, would NOT mind getting a BJ from a mutual friend.  He also wouldn\rquote t mind shoving his meat into a guy\rquote s dirt chute.  Receiving dick to his own dirt chute, though, was a no-go.  (and no on giving head, too.)\par
\tab Dim had his work cut out for him.\par
\tab Eve could only watch thru the tiny designer holes of her brass prison.\par
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\tab For the fuck of it, Dim manipulated Rolan Reeking to take holt of Tray \ldblquote I\rquote m Gay!\rdblquote  Clayhand\rquote s cock\emdash firstly with his hands and then his lips.  Dim was pleased.\par
\tab\lquote you like sucking cock.\rquote  especially Clay\rquote s!\par
\tab After cocksucking\emdash no spurting, Rolan sucked (washed) Clay\rquote s balls before proceeding to Rim Jobbing.  Clay lay on his back, legs held back, sucking on the nut sac of Vinny the Mouse while Rolan a so-so bully licked his asshole.  Dim was very pleased.  The Electronic Mind Altering Device was working well; Rolan and Vinny were not so aware of their doings as was the one they were doing\emdash or being done by.  Clay had a little more \ldblquote awareness\rdblquote  about him but not to the point of knowing it.  It was a sort of \ldblquote go with the flow\rdblquote  type fantasy cum true.\par
\tab Then Rolan shoved his fuck stick into Clay\rquote s well fucked hole.\par
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\pard\tab Vinny came down and settled his virgin shitter onto Clay\rquote s seriously hard cock and \ldblquote took it\rdblquote .  Dim had Jenna against him and couldn\rquote t hold off any longer; bending her over he eased up into her asshole and gave her a good doinking followed by a boinking.\par
\tab After Clay creamed Vinny\rquote s pooter, the boy turned and planted his fresh fucked gooied hole onto Clay\rquote s willing mouth.  Clay licked the creamed hole thoroughly sealing his gay side.  Rolan creamed off into the boy\rquote s hole then \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on Vinny\rquote s hole plunger.\par
\tab Standing Jenna up, Dim fingered the girl\rquote s pussy, fondled her breasts, and increased his sexual desires.  Of all the girls he had been with, from Patricia Jane and on\emdash Jenna filled him.  He wanted her.  Of course it was kinda impossible but he desired to have her as his own.  She was very pretty, but it was more than looks alone\emdash her naked body was fantastic but there was more to her than that; she had poise, a pretty smile, posture, speaking voice, etc.\par
\tab\lquote sex with your brother is alright.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote let your brother fuck you up the butt.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote suck your brother\rquote s cock.\rquote\par
\tab Dim\rquote s cock began to seriously-seriously ache.  Dim with the family was dragging on.  Time to start wrapping things up.  More instructions were given to the boys; they would still like girls, per se, but they would also like fun times privately together as well (sexually speaking.)\par
\tab For the finale\emdash Rolan and Vinny shoved their fuck sticks into their friend\rquote s hole\emdash at the same time!  It was quite a show and got Dim very hard.  He fingered Jenna as she was pressed against him\emdash there was no relief for his cock.  Rolan and Vinny made full anal penetration to Clay\rquote s backdoor and Clay liked it!\par
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\tab Fixing the Zalenskeep family wasn\rquote t too much of a stretch; Jenna, her brother, Jacob, and her Father, Rhichard, would have an on-going sexual relationship without question.  Dim did away with the notion of the Inventor getting it on continuously with Jenna\rquote s girlfriends.  Too much of a good thing could be hazardous\emdash or something like that.\par
\tab Fixing Eve Zalenskeep wasn\rquote t so easy\emdash she was highly strung out and all kinds of pissed off.  Returning her to her normal full size wasn\rquote t too hard to do, but the woman was on a rant and with the EMAD already maxed out in power\emdash converting the woman\rquote s pissed off mind to a more subdued mind was a neat trick.\par
\tab Dim got a mean streak\'85\par
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\pard\tab On a ruse to calm the woman down, he brought her to her inventor husband\rquote s EMAD Thwarter slash EMAD Thwarter.  Eve thought she was going to be returned to full size.  Then, she was going to throttle the naked intruder, remove his balls, and\emdash and\emdash and\emdash\par
\tab She was brought to a few inches more and that was it.  At five inches, though, Eve Z was a little bit of a handful\emdash er, uhm, well yeah.  The process of being unshrunk took a little out of her and being already in a high state of anxiety Dim easily snatched her up and held her in his hand.  It was a marvel\emdash the shrinking and unshrinking.  Dim thought the Inventor could do well with that instead of what it was intended for.\par
\tab The EMAD just wouldn\rquote t work on Eve\rquote s mind.  He couldn\rquote t control her, couldn\rquote t calm her down.  At her diminutive size, though; she ought to watch herself lest she become a statistic.  She was in no position\emdash er, size, to argue, make demands, threats, or whatever.  Dim easily ripped her clothing off then got nasty taking her down to his throbbing/aching cum laden cock rubbing her nakedness all over the head of his soiled schlong\emdash then forcing her head into his piss slit!\par
\tab He did!\par
\tab He thought of trying to jam her into his asshole but didn\rquote t.\par
\tab At length, Dim returned Eve to the blender\emdash then, fucked Jenna right before her!  Eve went ballistic but the mission of stunning the woman\emdash breaking her, began to work.  Right on the floor did Dim lay Jenna; he was enamored with the woman (and how!) and after licking out her pussy, sucking her titties, he eased into her young teen twat his rock hard (but aching) cock.\par
\tab Even from her plastic prison Dim could hear the girl\rquote s Mother screaming \ldblquote NOOOOOO!\rdblquote  Dim ploughed Jenna\rquote s snatch trying to put away his discomfort.  It was the most interesting phenomenon\emdash to be so sexually thrilled as well as swathed in a tingling sensation that was not all that pleasant.\par
\tab Struggling to cum Dim nearly passed out.  A mental note was made to \ldblquote cum back\rdblquote  to Jenna at a later time.  He wanted to spank the girl, fuck her asshole, cum on her face, fuck her brains out\emdash then watch her inventor Dad do same!  Dim did put Jenna on her hands and knees, spread her cheeks and spank her some for the continued torment of Eve who continued to watch the horror.\par
\tab Dmitri found Eve slumped at the bottom of the blender.  He had stuffed Jenna cornhole but again\emdash was unable to cum off.  Plucking the woman out of the blender and found the woman playing opossum\emdash as soon as she was free of the plastic prison she violently twisted in a gymnastic move wrapping her legs tightly about Dim\rquote s finger then BITING as hard as she could that same finger.\par
\tab The bite was intense and a little more than a mosquito and not unlike a sting from a yellow jacket.  And plucking the woman from his finger wasn\rquote t as easy as thought\emdash but he did manage and in anger held the woman over the blender\'85\par
\tab With the whirring blades of the kitchen blender on puree and Eve Zalenskeep held mere inches from those whirring blades\emdash naked five inch tall Eve submitted.  She was greatly frightened\emdash proved by the serious pee flood.  Dim held her by her ankles and the piss river fell down her naked body to the spinning blades whereupon the piss was flung about the plastic container thoroughly soaking the woman thusly thoroughly pleasing Dmitri.\par
\tab In most cases\emdash Dmitri Tsugua had a back-up plan.  Unshrinking Eve and there was no real back-up plan planned.  She was broken but then again he had thought that before and got a sore finger for it.  She couldn\rquote t be trusted.  The EMAD he couldn\rquote t one hundred percent rely on, either.  It was taxed to the max and could fail at any moment any time.\par
\tab With the nifty minding device subject to failure\emdash Dim decided to send some of the party goers home\emdash namely the girls.  Aw!  Dim just didn\rquote t have it in him to have it in them\emdash his dick.  His dick needed a vacation.  The girls dressed; Dim hugged them, kissed, fingered, and deeply desired them deeply then sent them home with the notion that they had had a good time; they got nasty with one another; dare-kissing, oral sex, spanking, 69ing, etc.  Dim had no clear idea if the notions he had implanted would stick.  But it was late and the girls went home leaving the EMAD free of minding their minds.\par
\tab Then, Inventor Rhichard and daughter, Jenna, went to Jenna\rquote s bedroom where they were put to their new way of life\emdash sexual.\par
\tab\lquote you want to have sex for hours.\rquote  anal, oral, spanking, oral, anal, spanking.\par
\tab Then he released them putting it to them that they were to remain oblivious to his presence.  After their minds were unlocked there was a period of adjustment deciphering their \ldblquote new way of life\rdblquote .  Then,\par
\tab Daddy Zalenskeep laid down on his daughter\rquote s bed, naked.  His cock had had quite a workout but pent up desires held back for years got it hard\emdash especially when naked Jenna came onto the bed sitting up on her knees.  A lone bedside lamp was the only source of illumination for the room and it bathed the naked teen in a wondrous light.  Her body was simply fucking gorgeous!\par
\tab\ldblquote Wow.\rdblquote  said Daddy Z; he got a quirky smile on his face as he gazed upon his nude child.  Jenna blushed then focused her attention to her Daddy\rquote s dong.  Dim waited\emdash the only thing electronical from the EMAD was the invisibility factor.  Rhichard and Jenna were \ldblquote on their own.\rdblquote\par
\tab Would she\emdash wouldn\rquote t she?  The seconds ticked; Rhichard lay cockeyed across the bed, dick hard, eyes still gazing upon his naked child.  Then\emdash then\emdash Jenna reached for her Poppy Cock and worked it, squeezed it, marveled at it\emdash then\emdash THEN\emdash\par
\tab Went down on it.\par
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\pard\tab Dim was pleased.  His cock ached even more.  Jenna sucked and sucked her Daddy\rquote s cock; her Daddy (also pleased) caressed Jenna\rquote s thighs and ass and (on his own) maneuvered the girl whereas she was poised above his face.  More gazing there was to Jenna\rquote s poon followed by Jenna lowering herself and her Daddy licking her out.\par
\tab That left the EMAD to deal with Rhichard\rquote s wife, the boys in the living room, and Jacob.  Rhichard\rquote s wife was returned to the Shrink Device with a stunned mind.  Dmitri stared at his Device trying to ascertain if whether or not the mindlock to Eve was valid.  More than that\emdash was the connection between Device and Mind concrete.  Dim couldn\rquote t take chances\emdash well, he could and did and was but\'85\par
\tab Five minutes at least staring at the various readouts, dials, and wavy lines.\par
\tab Then, with a sigh, he activated the Inventor\rquote s machine and brought the sullen stunned woman back to full size.\par
\tab\lquote suck my dick.\rquote  Dim minded to her.\par
\tab Eve didn\rquote t move.  She stared blankly at him.\par
\tab Dim wrinkled his nose\emdash then thought of the good doctor (remember him?)\par
\tab\lquote you want to suck my dick.\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I want to suck your dick.\rdblquote\par
\tab Dim smiled\emdash a new life for Eve as well!\par
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What\rquote s a little orgasm among family?\par
\tab On her back, positioned well on the living room sofa already stained with party participant juices and virgin blood, Eve Zalenskeep \ldblquote willingly\rdblquote  took on Rolan, Vinny, and gaylord Clay.  Rolan \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on Eve and her freshly shaven cunt.  Dim had just been in the woman\rquote s trench depositing a mighty load of spunk that nearly killed him.  His entire body felt like it was on fire.  There was more tingling than ever before and for a moment\emdash he didn\rquote t want to ever fuck again!\par
\tab He then shaved the woman\rquote s cunt while they shared a shower.\par
\tab Then he promptly sodomized her, spanked her, peed on her funk hole then brought her to the living room.  It was quite a scene watching the thirteen year old boy nosh out the woman\rquote s pussy.  Cum dripped from the boy\rquote s dangling participle; his balls slung about, and Dim found himself lusting!\par
\tab The lust factor soared when the teenager stuffed his dangling participle into Eve\rquote s pussy.  Watching a sex act from behind was just something awesome!  Dim\rquote s aching cock became increasingly achy but tolerable.  The boy\rquote s balls slapped and cinched up against Eve\rquote s poon with Dim proclaiming steadfastly that he was staunchly NOT GAY! but admitted that Rolan DID have a nice ass\'85\par
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\pard\tab After Rolan, Vinny and Tray got their individual turns; then Eve sucked the boys before Rolan rammed his rod up the woman\rquote s tight ass with Vinny and gay Tray slamming their rods at the same into her pussy\emdash at the same time!  More insertions into the boys\emdash their new way of life sexually speaking and then they were sent home, too.\par
\tab Dim slid his aching oh-so aching cock into the woman\rquote s cunt and plowed for several minutes but was unable to achieve an orgasm of any kind.  That was disappointing.  He found some thrill with having young Jacob visit his Mother\rquote s cunt\emdash watching a sex act that was more than illegal and illicit seemed to be the trick.\par
\tab After Eve sucked her ten year old son\rquote s schlong, his balls, and even licked his asshole, she spread her legs and took him on while Dim whole heartedly watched with glee.  To say the least that when Eve got her orgasm\emdash Dim got his.  The boy had worn out somewhat and Dim moved him to where his sweaty bald balls filled his Mom\rquote s mouth beneath him.  Dim parted the boy\rquote s cheeks and rammed his rod into the boy\rquote s hole.\par
\tab Seemed the thing to do.\par
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The Doctor is In\par
\tab More instruction was installed into the family Zalenskeep; their \ldblquote new way of life\rdblquote  being sex-sex-sexual.  Inventor Rhichard Zalenskeep would abandon his pursuit of disabling electronic mind altering devices and pursue devices that would give a better orgasm for man and woman (and child!)\par
\tab Dmitri gave his dick (and EMAD) a week off.  He concentrated on his school work and working with his Dad; going fishing with his Dad, taking his Mom out to a surprise lunch, and visiting a local college\emdash mostly to impress and instill hope in his parents.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab The brass plaque sign read Dr. Cliff Elbaxhuh with a plastic sign next to it reading The Doctor is IN (or OUT) depending on whether Dr. Cliff Elbaxhuh was IN or OUT for business.  Got that?\par
\tab Dim found no one else home\emdash save for the Doctor\rquote s lawyer wife.  She was upstairs in the upscale well-to-do brownstone neighborhood on her bed, naked and asleep!  Dim stood at the partially opened door wondering.  Had she been \ldblquote touched\rdblquote  by her husband\rquote s Device?  \par
\tab It was an opportunity he couldn\rquote t pass up\emdash so he didn\rquote t.\par
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\pard\tab The woman seemed ok, in that she seemed to be \ldblquote asleep\rdblquote  and there was no obvious signs of sexual activity or anything else.   For a black woman, an African-American\emdash she was strikingly beautiful.  No one else seemed to be around and Dim\rquote s cock had had sufficient time off.\par
\tab First up was to tackle the woman\rquote s shaven snatch with his tongue.\par
\tab His cock ached demanding attention but he held off.  He wondered about the good Doctor downstairs in his private office aside the stoop stairs.  As Dim finished up with the tonguing of the woman\rquote s cunt and sliding up her body to engage sex\emdash he wondered if Dr. Cliff had his way with his patients?  He was a general doctor, emergency trained, and a baby doctor.  Did he boff the pregnant bitches privately in his private office?  They couldn\rquote t get any more pregnant and it had to be sad that those patients were all very nice looking as they came from a \ldblquote nice area.\rdblquote\par
\tab Back to the naked woman on the bed.\par
\tab Clare Elaine Elbaxhuh\emdash early 40s, very nice body; well developed womanly titties, trimmed bush, wonderful body overall.  Why she was naked sprawled out on the bed was a mystery.  A little concern for Dmitri but he went with it anyways.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t regret it.\par
\tab Mounting Clare E was a fantastic experience.  Even in her present state of mind\emdash whatever it was, Clare E was a fantastic fuck encounter.  Having had several children and obviously fucked a few times in between times\emdash it was amazing to find the woman with a snug snatch!  Dim found himself drawn into the woman\emdash more than just into her pussy.  Fooling around with young girls\emdash really young girls, was one thing.  Getting freaky with boys was one thing.  But making love to a woman like Clare E?  Wow\emdash wow-oh-wow-oh fucking wow!\par
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\pard\fi720 Downstairs and the Doctor was In\emdash IN daughter Vanessa.  Daughter Vanessa, a mere fourteen years young, was stark naked laid out on an examination table, legs up along her doctor Daddy\rquote s chest, his cock slamming nicely into her hot teenage pussy.\par
The man was seriously \ldblquote gettin\rquote  it on!\rdblquote\par
\pard  \tab Dim was pleased\emdash But wait!  There\rquote s more!\par
\tab Two-three minutes and the Doctor\rquote s exam of his daughter\rquote s pussy was complete.  He gave a mighty grunt and pumped tenaciously as he completed the incestuous deed.  Then he pulled out and slapped his cock against Vanessa\rquote s cunt before trying for a backdoor exam, too!\par
\tab That was, unfortunately, a no-go.  His cock was too shagged out and not strong enough to make the initial penetration.  A moment of rest, though; and Dr. Cliff rolled his child over and began patting her butt\emdash then spanking it with his cock.\par
\tab And after prying her ass cheeks apart he once more attempted anal.\par
\tab And again, his cock though hard and strong was not strong enough to make full anal penetration.  Full anal penetration.  There WAS penetration\emdash the head and a little more but not FULL ANAL PENETRATION.  The naughty doctor just had to go with what he could get and be happy with that.\par
\tab And Dim was amused that he could be so close to the naughty doctor and not be detected.  Dim even reached out and \ldblquote touched\rdblquote  Vanessa!  Dr. E did his best at butt fucking but ultimately gave up to settle with spanking.  Like Dim, the Doctor liked to spank!\par
\tab After some spanking and Dr. E made for his small private bathroom for a shower\emdash Dim took the opportunity time to penetrate Vanessa his ownself.  He found her asshole forgiving telling the tale that maybe the good naughty doctor had been penetrating that hole before\emdash and more than once.\par
\tab Just as Dim was finishing up and Dr. E stepped out of the shower; grumbling, farting, and waggling his long dong mamba giving Dim little time to get out of the way\emdash and no time to \ldblquote wipe\rdblquote  away his presence.\par
\tab Dr. Elbaxhuh stumbled about his small office; made a phone call, stood blatantly naked fondling himself, called the hospital where he worked and chatted with someone there, then made dinner reservations for he and his wife.  Then he picked up the EMAD.  Dim hadn\rquote t seen it laying right out in the open on the doctor\rquote s desk.  It was not unlike a modern day sophisticated cell phone with drop-down keyboard.  \par
\tab (yes, everyone in this epic saga has a mind controlling device!)\par
\tab What Dr. E did to his personal Mind Altering Device Dim didn\rquote t know as he kept just enough to be \ldblquote out of the way\rdblquote  and mindful of the two doors\emdash one led into the house and the other was the street entrance.\par
\tab\ldblquote You want to suck my cock.\rdblquote  Dr. E said aloud pressing some buttons, \ldblquote and like it!\rdblquote  he added.\par
\tab Vanessa dropped to her knees and took holt of her Daddy\rquote s cock and sucked-sucked-sucked.  Dim smiled\emdash another fine candidate for side-kick!\par
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Obsession; it goes so well with fixation, fascination, passion, and mania\par
\tab Circumstances abound!  Consumed by college notions or joining the military, OR staying put and working where he was with his Dad\emdash Dmitri Tsugua threw himself into his work AND took on more available hours.  The EMAD thing was also a contender fouling his mind\emdash it had been quite an adventure!  He knew there were dangers\emdash at any time the minding device could fail and most likely at the most inopportune time!  And that would be bad.\par
\tab And so it came to pass that even after working a full shift and then some, Dim\rquote s boss came to ask a favor.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wanna take a load down to San Fartsomore?\rdblquote\par
\tab Eight hours plus six more hours plus a side trip to San Fartsomore\emdash Dim gave his boss a bewildered look.\par
\tab\ldblquote Fifty bucks extra.\rdblquote  the boss added.\par
\tab That got Dim\rquote s attention.  Always, though, in the back of his mind, he knew that equipped with a sound EMAD\emdash he could be a hell of a bank robber!  Any convenience store, department, small bank, gas station, whatever\emdash he could waltz up to the teller or behind-the-counter person and ask nicely \ldblquote you wanna give me money.\rdblquote\par
\tab And if he were old enough to waltz into a casino\emdash he could do same!\par
\tab Awesome!\par
\tab But being a sexual deviant held him fast and that was enough.\par
\tab He took the money and the company van loaded with crates and boxes of fruits and veggies, machine parts, and what have you.  It was good to get out of the warehouse\rquote s super freezer where Dim worked bringing agricultural goods in and out via hand truck or forklift.  The two hour drive to San Fartsomore would be a nice distraction\emdash albeit in the middle of the night.\par
\tab No time limit, just get the goods there before noon and have his ass back (with the van) before evening type time.  Aside from the fifty bucks cash, Dim would STILL be on the clock all that time!  Serious OT!\par
\tab There was the freeway, the highway, the interstate, and byway.  The interstate was boring but direct until the last few miles where Dim would have to take the transition road on into San Fartsomore.  The freeway, the highway, all got close to San Fartsomore but only the byway led the way directly into the out-of-the-way agricultural town\emdash all on a two lane road that went thru some hills and an Indian Reservation.\par
\tab A little after midnight and Dim came into that Indian Reservation\emdash most of the Indians were in various types of homes scattered all about mid-desert landscape.  A lone gas station was along the way; a huge water tower behind it, a horse corral next to it, a caf\'e9 (that was closed), and a repair shop made up the stop for those braving the long road between agri-towns.\par
\tab Strangely, Dim wasn\rquote t the only one traversing the roadway or stopping at the station that was open most hours.  A Indian teenager was there to operate the gas station, pump the gas, wipe the windshields, take the money.  A recreational vehicle was parked nearby; Dim gave it a quick look noting that the driver was fussing with a spare tire\emdash the RV had a flat.\par
\tab When the Indian teenager went to process Dim\rquote s gas card his boss had given him\emdash a young teenager came into view.\par
\tab She came around the RV and didn\rquote t seem too happy; arms folded, sighing, kicking small stones to one side with her impatient feet.  The only light was from the gas station\rquote s office and the power pole near the gas pump island\emdash but it was enough to shed some light on the girl\emdash short sassy strawberry blond hair, supple breasts, average weight and size for her age group.  She looked nice; and wore a short skirt, too!\par
\tab Some young boys ran amok with their mother trying to curtail their midnight activities.  The girl rested against the bumper casually checking the progress of her Dad\rquote s flat tire abilities\emdash which wasn\rquote t seemingly going so well.\par
\tab\lquote walk out to the darkness\emdash to your left.\rquote\par
\tab The girl didn\rquote t move and Dim figured it was due to the distance between them.  The Indian teenager was still processing the gas card.\par
\tab\lquote you WANT to go to the darkness to your left.\rquote  Dim minded taking a cue from Dr. Elbaxhuh.\par
\tab Nothing happened.\par
\tab Dim wrinkled his nose, noted the three boys, two of which were twins, continuing to run trying to avoid their mother who was getting annoyed.  Finally, the already pissed off daddy jumped up and grabbed the oldest boy nearly slamming him against the RV.  The chase was on to the twins who continued to think they were at play.  The older boy, ten or so, crawled under the RV.\par
\tab\lquote go into the darkness\emdash to your left; go to the boulder.\rquote\par
\tab A power push was added to the message and finally the girl got up from the bumper narrowly avoiding a speeding little brother and slipped off out of sight to the great boulder just off to one side (in the darkness.)\par
\tab Dim sighed\emdash well, that was something.\par
\tab The Indian came back with the receipt, Dim fired up the company van and hoped he made a subtle U-turn going up the way he had come but still on the property of the gas station.  The whole area was gravel just off the two-laner; rustic remote area not overly popular with tourists\emdash or locals!\par
\tab With the lights off Dim pulled the late model cargo van up within a few feet of the giant boulder.  Fiddling with the light switch he turned off the interior light then opened the passenger side door,\par
\tab\lquote get in.\rquote\par
\tab He hated the tires crunching on the gravel but that couldn\rquote t be helped, and the noise of the motor wasn\rquote t particularly wanted, either.  The young teen came into view and didn\rquote t hesitate as she climbed into the van.  Dim sighed, farted, and eased the van back onto the road.\par
\tab One of the twins had climbed up onto the family RV and was pissing off the back of it.  Dim stifled another pesky fart and as soon as he was a few hundred feet from away got the vehicle up to speed and hauled ass.\par
\tab And just a few miles down the long narrow road just before the hill where the road dipped down and there were no homes or houses, trailers, mobilehomes anywhere\emdash along with absolutely no one on the road at 1AM,\par
\tab\lquote take you panties down.\rquote\par
\tab Dim held his breath and finally let a squeaker fart go and watched in awe as the girl, Jenny Snottsix eased her panties down to her ankles.  The only light in the van was from the dashboard\emdash Dim feared the light from the ceiling when the doors opened would be too much.  His eyes had adjusted and though he couldn\rquote t overly see what was going on distinctly\emdash he knew.\par
\tab\lquote put your feet on the edge of the seat.\rquote\par
\tab Jenny did so and Dim was pleased.\par
\tab Not a sound from the girl.\par
\tab Stretching his hand he caressed Jenny\rquote s leg, thigh, then up to her chest before brushing a finger against her face.\par
\tab\lquote are you a virgin?\rquote\par
\tab There was a momentary pause; Jenny licked her lips then in a bare whisper said, \ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote\par
\tab Dim opened her legs and got a finger busy fingering her pussy.\par
\tab\lquote do you finger yourself?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote\par
\tab Kewl!\par
\tab\lquote does anyone ELSE finger you?\rdblquote  an inquiring mind had to know.\par
\tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote are you naughty with your brothers?\rquote\par
\tab No answer\emdash insert negative game show bell here.\par
\tab\lquote are you naughty with your oldest brother?\rquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Sometimes.\rdblquote\par
\tab Oh!\par
\tab Details!\par
\tab She let brother Paul rub his dick against her ass; bare dick\emdash bare ass.\par
\tab\lquote no penetration?\rquote\par
\tab No.\par
\tab Paul DID, though, get an occasional handjob.  Paul also got to view and \ldblquote finger\rdblquote  his sister\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab And that was it.\par
\tab Jenny had a boyfriend\emdash no kissing.  No holding hands and no handjobs!\par
\tab Kind of pointless\'85\par
\tab Did she know what sex was?  Sex acts?  \par
\tab On Missionary\emdash yes.  Advanced sex acts/positions not so much.  She wasn\rquote t so much as na\'efve as she was just \ldblquote not in the know.\rdblquote\par
\tab After some serious fingering, Dim \ldblquote released the beast\rdblquote  bringing Jenny\rquote s hand over to fondle it.  That felt good!  No reaction from the girl.  Dim had heard on the news of girls\emdash teens mostly, and older teens, working in connection with law enforcing agencies, vigilantes, parents, and so on, were setting up perverts.  The girls were wired and tagged with tracking devices.\par
\tab Dim quickly removed Jenny\rquote s watch and tossed it\emdash then asked if she was possibly working with police or setting up any potential pervert lusting for her body.  Jenny shook her head and Dim got her to squeeze his cock all the harder.\par
\tab That only led to Jenny being escorted between the seats.  The crap from the warehouse was pushed clear up to the seats giving very little room.  There was enough, though,  for hanky and/or panky.\par
\tab No light\emdash and Dim wanted very muchly to see Jenny\emdash\lquote specially with her clothes off.  But light could be seen a great distance out in the desert even if a simple cargo van\rquote s interior light.  Dim fondled the girl, fingered her, spanked, poked, prodded, then finally began entering her.\par
\tab The girl did give a little audible yelp as her \ldblquote cherry\rdblquote  was bursted.  Dim clutched her sides and guided his very strong and very determined cock further past the breach.  He moaned and relished in busting yet another cherry.  Jenny continued to make small audible noises but she was still controlled by the mind controlling.\par
\tab A slapping of her ass, squeezing her delightful young teenage breasts, and Dmitri Tsugua had defouled another girl\rquote s body.  Using her own panties he cleaned his cock and her pussy, then fingered her dirt hole before applying his cock therein.  He gave no insertions to her mind for her to carry on with her brother/brothers\emdash just his cock.\par
\tab When done, he rested, watched Jenny pee, then stood the girl up (on her knees) and caressed her front.  Noting the illuminated time on his watch he preempted any further shenanigans and got dressed, dressed Jenny, then moseyed on to San Fartsomore.\par
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\tab\ldblquote Yer fuckin\rquote  late!\rdblquote  bleated a gruff Karl Krumcrutch.\par
\tab Dim shined him on, smiling; \ldblquote Van broke down, had to fix it and\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Park it over there, bay 29.\rdblquote  And the gruff burly man who had served 29 yrs in the Navy and twelve running his own chili caf\'e9 stomped off.  It was just breaking day and the two hour drive from West Klarkville had taken four hours longer.  \par
\tab The \ldblquote yard\rdblquote  was a large-large gravel/dirt speck with warehouses all over the place, parking lot here, a loading dock there, an outdoor grading and sorting belt there.  Dim fired the van up and moved to Bay 29 and after opening the rear doors returned to the front seat to let the dock workers unload as he had been instructed.\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t a far stretch of the mind to believe that something \ldblquote funny\rdblquote  was going on.  He shrugged\emdash as long as he didn\rquote t get busted for it\emdash whatever it was.  In the floorboard of the passenger seat, thirteen year old Jenny lay curled up \ldblquote asleep.\rdblquote   She was covered up by a wool blanket and other assorted cargo van crap to conceal her.\par
\tab The unloading took just a few minutes.  Afterwards, Mr. Wonderful (Karl Krumcrutch) slapped Dim\rquote s chest with a large yellow envelope.  \par
\tab\ldblquote This is for your Boss,\rdblquote  chipped Karl, \ldblquote unopened!\rdblquote  he snarled.\par
\tab Dim smiled and continued to shine the unruly man on.\par
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\tab At a diner before leaving, Dim got a lunch plate; and for desert he stuffed his passenger one more time.  Right out beside the old fashioned diner car and Dim put the mindless girl on her back between the seats.  Then, he paused a moment to take her in, enjoy her nakedness, then eased his cock into her sex for a hearty fuckity-fuck-fuck.\par
\tab Then, with her legs up along his chest and shoved himself into asshole.\par
\tab A struggle there was to get off\emdash and in doing so his cock was severely in severe agony.  He came but there were consequences.  Another week of vacation was due.  Jenny was dressed once more\emdash admired, caressed, fondled, fingered, then let out behind a tire shop two blocks from the diner.  Dim then headed the non-descript van back down the highway home.\par
\tab\ldblquote Any trouble?\rdblquote  his Boss asked upon arriving.\par
\tab Dim smiled, \ldblquote Nope!\rdblquote  and he handed over the yellow envelope.  \ldblquote Just the van broke down\emdash I fixed it, though.\rdblquote\par
\tab The Boss nodded, squinted, nodded, then walked away.\par
\tab And before Dim made for his car to go home\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote You wouldn\rquote t want to do this again from time to time, would you?\rdblquote\par
\tab Dim shrugged, \ldblquote Wouldn\rquote t mind at all!\rdblquote\par
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A week later\'85\par
\tab And exactly a week later\'85\par
\tab Back down J-\ldblquote what the hell are you doing on this backwater back country road\rdblquote  road Dim sailed the old van with Jenny Snottstix deep on his mind.  He still felt her body on his hands\emdash and dick.  Her face had been wondrous to see; her smile, her eyes, the way she bobbed her head back and forth on his johnnson\'85\par
\tab He loved her\emdash sexually.  But maybe more than that, too.  Her body, her person, just the way she was.  Fucking her was one thing, but having her in his world was something else, too.\par
\tab Down the lonesome road he hauled ass coming up to the lone rest stop and gas station.  In the daylight it was even more rundown and lonely.  Sparse overgrown vegetation, rustic rugged flattop hills, a single track railroad, a small canyon, and a whole lot of nothing else.\par
\tab A different Indian ran the business of the gas station; a little younger than the other one, too.  He knew what to do\emdash this time, though, Dim wasn\rquote t in for gas but for snacks.  Just off from the mini store was an old Indian and another who wasn\rquote t as old\emdash playing chess.  Not checkers\emdash but chess!\par
\tab Dim made his purchase then hustled back out to the company van to get going.  \ldblquote No goofing off!\rdblquote  had warned his Boss, \ldblquote Get there\emdash get back!\rdblquote\par
\tab Dim had smiled and nodded\emdash he was riding on thin ice but maybe he could smooth it over with his minding device should it come to that.\par
\tab Just as he settled in sorting his goodies in the ice chest\emdash a family van pulled up to the gas pump island and a small herd of peoples filed out.  Four adults and many children.  Some teens, but mostly young peoples.  Dim\rquote s stomach fluttered\emdash the only girls were two small ones about nine years young or so.  He wrinkled his nose as he watched them and unawares began gouging the heel of his hand into his growing boner.\par
\tab One of the boys, about ten, was a cutey, the rest were so-so and older.  Dim wasn\rquote t interested in boys older than say thirteen.  The herd descended upon the Indian convenience store while the young Indian did the fill up of the herd\rquote s van.  Dim fired up his own van and gently pulled onto the lone highway\emdash with three of the herd\rquote s young\rquote uns with him!\par
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\tab Just before \ldblquote What the Hell Are You Doing On This Hill\rdblquote  hill and the company van\rquote s engine began to heat up.  So before getting caught somewhere on the uphill smack dab in the middle of nowhere with a blown or overheated engine, Dmitri pulled over to let it cool off and check the belts and radiator and use the water from his ice chest to help cool off the irate motor.\par
\tab At least that what he told his Boss\'85\par
\tab It was evening type time, the sun was still WAY up, the air a little more than warm but tolerable, the children in his care fussy with one of them \ldblquote wet.\rdblquote   The two girls WERE nine years young, the boy, Kevin, was ten.  Kevin had to pee as did little Linda.  Jill Dinobarn had already done so.  \par
\tab Lined up outside the van, Dim looked over his \ldblquote special\rdblquote  cargo\emdash taking them had been a compulsory whim\emdash like that candy or magazine at the checkout stand.  You don\rquote t really think about it\emdash you just do it.\par
\tab Linda Barnosaur nine, had lovely blond hair, green eyes, and a typical nine year old\rquote s body.  A red shirt with a cartoon character on the front; some food and drink stains, too.  She was a cutey; short dark blue shorts, blue ankle socks, red and pink tennis shoes!\par
\tab Down came the shorts and yellow panties.  Dim\rquote s cock nearly busted out of his pants as he ogled the young girl.  Sure, a teenage girl would have been better, but he was happy with what he got.  Hoisting the girl up he sat her on the passenger seat leaning her back.  The mind controlling device held the children well enough that they were not a problem and did not need to be tied up or restrained in any other way.\par
\tab With Linda\rquote s legs up and back a little, Dim ogled more strongly the child\rquote s innocent crevice.  After applying his tongue to her crevice he fished out his cock and began hammer it\emdash just as the familiar whine of an approaching car came to his ears.\par
\tab Perfect.\par
\tab God-fucking-damn it!\par
\tab Dim ducked down and the car zoomed by heading down the hill and on to the flat land.  No other sounds followed and so it was back to the business of personally scrutinizing Linda\rquote s cunt.\par
\tab As he licked, lapped, nipped\emdash he did wish the girl was a few years older; twelve the base but a nice thirteen or fourteen year old would have been sweeter.  He licked and lapped then finished stripping the girl\rquote s off before moving up \ldblquote into position\rdblquote  whereas his throbbing and aching cock pressed hard against the child\rquote s pussy.\par
\tab No penetration\emdash but a lot of serious rubbing and gouging.\par
\tab There was an orgasm but it seemed odd to him\emdash like his spunk was jammed up inside the head of his dick.  He felt the \ldblquote surge\rdblquote  was right there but couldn\rquote t/wouldn\rquote t come out.  He tried and tried, gouging mostly his pud up and down Linda\rquote s poon until he was spent.\par
\tab Jill Dinobarn had pissed herself.  Dim didn\rquote t mind.  He stripped the little brown haired girl nude, held her, squeezed her, spanked her while pressed against him then put her on the passenger seat.  Never minding the thoroughly soaked snatch, Dim licked and nipped the girl\rquote s pussy to his delight and just as he placed his cock against her and got busy with the humping\emdash\par
\tab Another highway whine got his attention.\par
\tab This time\emdash there was no \ldblquote zoom\rdblquote  as the approaching car came along the downhill hill.  The car slowed but maintained a highway speed just the same\emdash and was not a typical family car but a state highway patrol car.\par
\tab For a moment\emdash for as long as the car took to come into view and then move on by, Dim\rquote s heart stopped.\par
\tab Clear liquid splooge squirted out of his pisser\emdash an indication that he was cumming from the bottom of his balls (so to speak.)  He humped Jill\rquote s cunt, poked and prodded her asshole while her legs were bent back and up along his chest.  For a moment there\emdash he wanted nothing more than to fuck the girl.  To fuck both girls, be damned their ages and virgin status\emdash he wanted to get his dick into them and fuck them hard!\par
\tab Noting the time\emdash it was time.\par
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\tab Mr. Wonderful, Karl Krumcrutch, greeted him with his typical surly mood.\par
\tab\ldblquote\rquote bout fuckin\rquote  time!\rquote  the burly-surly man said.  Dim had to note that the man reminded him of a cartoon frog; with cockeyed bowler hat, cigar, fat lips, tough guy mentality.\par
\tab The cargo was unloaded\emdash save for Dim\rquote s special cargo, yellow envelope was handed over, and Dim was on his way in less than an hour.  At the top of the \ldblquote what the hell are you doing up here\rdblquote  hill Dim couldn\rquote t wait and pulled over.  He tongued out Linda and Jill again, spanked them, watched them pee standing up then worked on poking their assholes.\par
\tab Fingering was one thing\emdash using the plastic handle of a screwdriver was something else.  A little cock spit and spittle helped pave the way.  Dim\rquote s cock was strong and just barely hard enough.\par
\tab Anal penetration was just a cunt hair away (and neither girl had any hair!)\par
\tab To say the least\emdash Dim was enthralled (with the girls.)  He still preferred Jenny Snottstix.  His cock seriously ached and yearned for the teenager; but Linda and Jill satisfied his lust good enough.  And after a few minutes of anal plunging with the screwdriver handle\emdash Dim inserted his personal screwdriver and deftly sodomized both girls\emdash one after another.\par
\tab That was followed up with the molesting of the boy, ten year old Kevin.\par
\tab Once naked, Kevin was even more appealing.  Dim admired him, fondled his little penis, caressed his ass, cupped his hairless sac, then placed him on the passenger seat, ass up.  The girls sat beside the van (naked) waiting for their Round Two.  \par
 \tab Kevin was positioned whereas his ass was up and head down.  It was a little awkward and clumsy but it worked.  Dim caressed the naked boy\rquote s ass and private parts again before applying his tongue to the boy\rquote s funk hole.  After thoroughly getting it \ldblquote wet\rdblquote  with his slobbers he took the boys balls up thru his legs and sucked on them until his cock was dramatically hard\emdash Dim\rquote s cock that is.\par
\tab Kevin\rquote s pud also was hard and Dim was pleased with that\emdash so much so that after he had sucked on the boy\rquote s pud, balls, asshole, and fucked his tight virgin shitter\emdash Kevin was put to the task of fucking the girls\emdash one after the other.\par
\tab Seemed the thing to do.\par
\tab Just after Kevin had fucked Jill, a family friend he and his parents were traveling with, that familiar sound of highway tires returned\emdash coming UP the hill this time.  Dim had just pulled out of Linda\rquote s mouth, creaming in her mouth as well as all over her face.  He had spanked Kevin\rquote s ass as the boy fucked Jill and was intent on sodomizing the boy for good measure.\par
\tab As the car neared\emdash a spot light came on and the jig was up.\par
\tab Dim quickly hurried the naked children into the van\rquote s mid section throwing a soiled canvas tarp over them.  He barely got his pants on (and nothing else) when a state highway patrol officer waltzed up; hand on the butt of his gun, other hand holding a flashlight up cocked at his shoulder.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is there a problem here?\rdblquote  the officer asked.\par
\tab Dim dropped the fucking EMAD down beside the seat next to the door.\par
\tab\ldblquote No, just dropped my license.\rdblquote  Then, \ldblquote Er, just letting the van cool off before going on.\rdblquote   Of course, being at the TOP of a hill would suggest a possible lie as an overheated motor could be cooled off with the engine in Neutral coasting down the hill.  Not overly recommended but commonly practiced. \par
\tab\ldblquote Can you step out of the van, please, sir?\rdblquote\par
\tab The \ldblquote officer\rdblquote  was a woman.\par
\tab The bright light from her flashlight prevented Dim from seeing her details.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is there anyone else with you?\rdblquote  she persisted.\par
\tab\ldblquote Nope.\rdblquote  Dim answered still fumbling for the dropped minding device.\par
\tab\ldblquote I thought I saw you outside of the van\emdash naked?\rdblquote\par
\tab Before Dim could answer his fingers found the dropped Device.  A glance at the control panel showed all was well\emdash he hoped.  Pulling it up to his waist and showing annoyance at the bright light in his eyes, he pretended to grope for the door handle saying, \ldblquote Watch out, this door is tricky.\rdblquote\par
\tab The door opened and the officer stepped back watching the door\emdash being misdirected from Dim\rquote s electronic mind warping device.  The lights across the control panel went red\emdash yellow-orange\emdash and then green.  The wavy lines of the oscillator wavered registering a connection and then a \ldblquote grab.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Gotcha!\rdblquote  Dim said with a satisfying sigh.\par
\tab Time was a problem, though; his Boss\rquote  wrath would be a bitch if he didn\rquote t get his tail back to the packing shed with the \ldblquote envelope\rdblquote  soon.  He didn\rquote t know how much longer he could play the \ldblquote breakdown\rdblquote  card but he would try at least one more time.\par
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\tab The air was still warm from the day; it was evening type time and time was a growing concern.  A big rig truck, agricultural type, roared by going towards San Fartsomore, a car here, another truck there spread out a few minutes at a time.\par
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\pard\tab Time consumption was taken undressing Officer Lexus Lanethrop.  Early thirties, a few years of being a state trooper, pissed someone off to be stuck patrolling the backroads\emdash but hey, someone has to do it!  The officer\rquote s utility belt was interesting\emdash aside from the 9mm Glock, ammo, handcuffs, there were the mace spray, taser, stun gun, baton, and an EMAD detector and preventer.\par
\tab Neither of the sophisticated EMAD detector/preventer devices worked (in detecting Dim\rquote s Device.)\par
\tab With the utility belt off, next came the boots and shirt, undershirt, pants, and bra.  Dim left her in her panties (for the moment.)  With the woman\rquote s belt he spanked her stimulating his aching cock.  \ldblquote This is for interrupting me!\rdblquote  and he let fly the belt to the woman\rquote s ass.  Her mind was semi free\emdash her hands were not (confined by her own handcuffs.)  She did lash out with her feet managing to kick Dim in the balls.  \par
\tab When Dim had recovered he pressed the officer\rquote s stun gun to her ass.\par
\tab She freaked the fuck out.  Dim lashed her ass again\emdash and again\emdash and again; then pressed the stun gun to her once more before ripping her full brief basic white panties off.  It was awkward and clumsily and tight quarters, but Dim managed to shove his fuck stick into the officer\rquote s asshole.  The asshole wasn\rquote t the hole of choice but due to the angle of the dangle it was the hole made.\par
\tab Dim fucked the hole, groped the woman\rquote s titties, spanked her, honked the horn, and knew his Boss was going to pissed-pissed-pissed.\par
\tab Well, he\rquote d just have to lump it and be pissed!  Dim was busy!\par
\tab The tight quarters and awkwardness of doing the officer on the passenger seat got Dim motivated to move the activities elsewhere\emdash like say next to that big freaking ass-boulder.  The boulder in question was just off the road aways and shaped pretty much like a giant butt; complete with crack and a small hole.\par
\tab The sand was warm and the woman frothing at the mouth, twitching, twitching, twitching, was no problem to lay out\emdash and lay.  A furry snatch she had; Dim licked it out, nipped the lips, noted the red rearing snorting pony just to the left of the fur patch\emdash then drove his tongue into her crevice for a hearty munch.\par
\tab There was something to be said for a woman\emdash and her hairy cunt.  Dim liked\emdash a lot!  His enthusiasm grew and grew\emdash until such a time as his \ldblquote growth\rdblquote  had to be satisfied more than his tongue.\par
\tab Officer Lexus, who had an African-American in the woodpile somewhere, tensed up as Dim\rquote s teenage manhood slid into her canyon.  Dim felt spurts of cum squirting out right off!  It wasn\rquote t a tight cunt and neither very snug\emdash but it would do just the same.  The woman\rquote s titties were nice to ogle (and suckle!)  Her pussy virtually swallowed his prick and it was a nice fuck.\par
\tab The woman begged to differ as she twisted and tried to fight him off of her.\par
\tab This only brought Dim to shove the stun gun head into her cunt.\par
\tab Locking eyes with Lexus, Dim gave her a long hard cold stare back, then pressed the trigger.  Lexus Lanethrop arched her back, twisted, and locked-jawed herself.  The entire head of the handheld stun gun was immersed into her pussy and the effect of the electrical current was immeasurable.\par
\tab Two hours late it was\emdash and forty-five minutes more to drive and Dim was not yet finished with the state trooper.  Time to wrap it up and get a hustle.  The officer\rquote s belonging, including clothing, were stashed in the van; then, the good (but nosey) woman was positioned up against the Ass Rock and tied there by some old trucker\rquote s rope found in the van\rquote s cargo area.  The kids were there, still; naked, mindless, ready for another round from Dim\rquote s dick.\par
\tab But first!\par
\tab Another round of severe bare ass spanking followed by a piss shower.  And then\emdash it wasn\rquote t easy but Dim managed to slid his very sore and very aching cock into the officer\rquote s asshole.  He got scratched up at the knees against the boulder\emdash Officer Lanethrop got her titties scratched up!\par
\tab A little mind wipe from the EMAD and Dim was on his way.\par
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\tab His testicles swelled near up into his asshole when he saw the three highway patrol cars parked at the GAS/EATS gas station and caf\'e9 eatery.  Small cause for alarm (and a new direction.)  Hoping that he didn\rquote t get noticed, Dim slowed and eased the company van off the highway and onto the desert high desert.  A non-descript road heading \ldblquote somewhere\rdblquote  out into the desert\emdash and promptly got stuck.\par
\tab The rear wheels just spun and spun and spun.\par
\tab Dim\rquote s mood got fouled and fouled and fouled.\par
\tab At length, though, the van got unstuck\emdash by then the sun had gone taking usable daylight with it.  Traversing desert roads that were already hard to see in daylight in darkness just wasn\rquote t a good idea.  But he was getting later and later to hand over the yellow envelope to his Boss.  From where he was in the desert Dim could already feel his Boss\rquote  pissed off wrath\emdash or maybe that was the heat of desert landscape.\par
\tab More than once did the van go \ldblquote off-road\rdblquote  unintentionally but finally came to the back area of an old oilfield long since abandoned\emdash the roads, holding tanks, some buildings were still there.  A few oil pumping units were still active.  Pissed off beyond being pissed off\emdash Dim brought the tired old van behind one of the abandoned buildings and got out to stomp his pissed offedness off a little before spreading Linda\rquote s legs and seriously fucking her brains out.\par
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\pard\tab Then he got Kevin, spanked him, sodomized him, and put him to the task of fucking Jill.  All three kids were a little more \ldblquote aware\rdblquote  of their situation; they could feel the rage of their kidnapper; they cried, cringed, and were in great fear.  Kevin didn\rquote t like being fucked up the butt, spanked, or forced to suck his abductor\rquote s cock\emdash but, having Linda and Jill suck his cock was alright.\par
\tab And fucking Linda and Jill was more than alright.\par
\tab Time, though, was a pisser and soon after Kevin had thoroughly fucked the girls they were off again.  Problem was\emdash coming out of the oilfield there was nothing but a lone stretch of road to the agricultural town where the warehouses and processing sheds were.  Mostly potatoes but carrots, onions, and tomatoes, too.  A small town was there, convenient for the warehouses and processing sheds.  A couple of small stores, three redneck/rundown trailer parks, a couple of bars, a fire station, post office, and school.\par
\tab Thing was\emdash Dim would have to pass by his warehouse shed before the town.  The only thing other than the warehouse sheds and town was the county dump\emdash but it was closed and not really a place to drop off his special \ldblquote cargo.\rdblquote\par
\tab Dim sighed and had no choice but to tough it out and hope for the best.\par
\tab He was more than three hours overdue.  Mr. Boss was gonna be furious.\par
\tab Dim couldn\rquote t help feel like a little boy about to get his ass whipped by an irate parent and trying to slip passed said parent as he came thru the door.  The Boss was busy on the phone in his office and two other deadbeat employees were present, too.  Dim entered and held fast keeping the envelope hidden from sight.\par
\tab The Boss completed his call, glared at Dim, glared at the two others.\par
\tab\ldblquote Get out!\rdblquote  the man barked to the two employees who were also skating on thin ice.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well?\rdblquote\par
\tab Dim produced and handed over the yellow manila envelope.\par
\tab\ldblquote Van trouble again?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote It overheats and has a fuel filter problem.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Fixed it?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yep.\rdblquote\par
\tab That was it.  A man of few words.  Dim backed out and felt ill.  After getting a drink of water from the cooler he started down the stairs from the dock when the Boss\rquote  office door opened,\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey!  You forgot something!\rdblquote  said the gruff man, possibly brother of the other burly-surly man Dim knew.\par
\tab A white envelope was handed over\emdash sealed.  Dim took it, said nothing, didn\rquote t even nod but tucked the envelope inside his shirt and left the scene\emdash taking the crappy van with him.\par
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\pard\tab Work time was 7AM till\emdash work was done.  Usually 5PM but that was just a goal for dinner break.  Usually work in the warehouse went until late hours of the evening.  By the time he got back home, a shower, some dinner, it would be close to midnight if not.  Then, up again at the latest 6AM to be at the warehouse by 7AM.  That was gonna spell a bad day.\par
\tab The option was just to stay at the warehouse like some of the alcoholics did in the side area of the warehouse OR the rinky-dink trailer in one of the trailer parks.  It was for emergencies\emdash and this constituted an emergency.\par
\tab After a phone call home to tell his parents, Dim slipped the crappy company van around the fire station alley and let out the \ldblquote special cargo.\rdblquote   Naked.  Their frapped minds were unlocked and Dim motivated the van to Charlie\rquote s Bar and Grill.\par
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\tab Some weeks later and after a narrow escape from the Law while working his \ldblquote other\rdblquote  job\emdash hauling moonshine if you\rquote ll remember, and Boss had another San Fartsomore run for him.\par
\tab There, too, was a new van to make the run.\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t \ldblquote new\rdblquote  per se, but more decent than the previous.  This one had a grand engine, brand new tires, new transmission, air conditioning, good radio, two-way radio, the name of the warehouse company plastered on the doors, etc.\par
\tab Goof off time would be more difficult now.  Dim liked the new van but\'85\par
\tab On his way down the lone road and stopping at the all-too-familiar GAS/EATS was a no-go.  Two state trooper cars were parked there along with a Plain White Wrapper.  Dim moved on.  Now was not the time to fuck up.  From the last run, the white envelope he had finally opened when in the crappy emergency stay-over trailer.  Five hundred dollars was inside.  That got Dim\rquote s attention.  Coupled with what he made running \lquote shine and the side jobs for his Boss\emdash Christmas was going to be very-very merry!\par
\tab A small profit he had made from the Officer Lexus\rquote  stuff, too; handcuffs, pepper spray, ammo, gun, baton, even utility belt, badge, and uniform.  The EMAD Detector and Preventer were a hot item and brought in a small tidy sum on the Black Market.  Dim was pleased.  Christmas and Birthdays were going to be very-very-VERY merry.\par
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\pard\tab The news of the kidnapped children; Jenny, Linda, Jill, and Kevin, along with the highway patrol officer, was big news and on the airways a lot.  Dim noted that one of the state trooper cars pulled out from the GAS/EATS and followed him all the way to the San Fartsomore warehouse then turned slowly around and went back.\par
\tab After the van was unloaded and manila envelopes exchanged,\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey, got a special delivery job for ya,\rdblquote  spouted Karl Krumcrutch, \ldblquote ya interested?\rdblquote\par
\tab Dim was caught off guard, shrugged and tried not to look too bewildered.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote s clear with your boss.\rdblquote\par
\tab Dim wondered about that.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, sure; what?\rdblquote\par
\tab Boss #2 said, \ldblquote Take this load to Tubacco City,\rdblquote  Dim was given a hand written address, \ldblquote drop it off in the alley by the doors, pick up a package inside a pullout-pass-thru.  Come back here\emdash do not pass GO! or fuck off!  Got it?\rdblquote\par
\tab Dim felt intimidated but agreed.\par
\tab What the \ldblquote load\rdblquote  was wasn\rquote t for Dim\rquote s knowing.  Two men loaded two crates into the back of the new company van and Dim was on his way.\par
\tab Tubacco City was another 2-hour drive east; thru the tail end of the high desert, across a large dry river, and kissing the back end of a medium sized city.  Dim figured drugs\emdash marijuana or cocaine\emdash or both!  Could be something else, money laundering came to mind.  Dim didn\rquote t care\emdash as long as he got paid (and didn\rquote t get caught!)\par
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Mean streak revisited\par
\tab Midway from San Fartsomore and Tubacco City there was a rest stop.  The road between the two remote towns was a dual two-laner.  A few houses dotted the landscape; trailers, shacks, wrecking yards, wrecked yards, remains of homes from years gone by, and so on.\par
\tab Dim had to pee and so he pulled off to do so in established facilities just made for such doings.  Although he had his trusty ice chest he opt for an ice cold drink from the machine by the phones outside the rest room.  A young woman was there looking at a map on the wall\emdash and surreptitiously scratching her butt.  She quite scratching as soon as Dim showed up.  She was in a long thin summery dress and Dmitri got a whiff of her perfume\emdash lavender!\par
\tab Stifling a fart, Dim made his selection then stepped back to rest against a table\emdash eyeing the young woman as she continued to study the map.  More than once she casually checked Dim\rquote s presence over her shoulder.\par
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\pard\tab\lquote raise your dress up.\rquote\par
\tab Four other motorists were visiting the rest stop; a caterer\rquote s truck; and a big rig.  One single motorist in a dress shirt and tie sat on the hood of his modern day sedan chatting on his cell phone using hand signals; another motorist was busy holding hands with his sweetie walking out to the wooden fence surrounding the rest stop; the other two motoring folk were enjoying a picnic with a few kids running amok playing on the playset and racing around the rest room facility.\par
\tab Dim didn\rquote t see the truck driver of the big rig and assumed he was in his sleeper\emdash asleep.  The caterer driver had his side doors open but no customers.  Dim slurped his drink and gouged the heel of his hand to his aching cock\emdash the young woman in the summery dress had raised her dress up enough to expose her green bikini panties.\par
\tab The woman\rquote s car was a BIG maroon SUV.\par
\tab In it, in a car seat in the middle seat, a sweet sleepy five year old girl.\par
\tab Dim wrinkled his nose, smiled, and directed the girl\rquote s mother, Tammie to lay down in the middle seat section the \ldblquote laid down.\rdblquote   Dim settled in beside her.  The engine of the big SUV was already running with the a/c on HIGH; there were separate a/c vents in the middle and rear keeping the whole of the interior of the vehicle nicely cool.\par
\tab Dim wasted no time and got his hands busy fondling the near mindless Tammie Sezwhoo.  She was in her early thirties, supple 32Cs; a nice body over all with reddish brown hair very-very curly and just passed those 32C titties.  After working her green tinted panties down, Dim worked his own clothes down and worked up Tammie\rquote s dress.\par
\tab While he \ldblquote put it to\rdblquote  the woman\rquote s pussy\emdash the little girl, Trisha, woke up.\par
\tab In a groggy way, she looked at Dim who was fucking her mother and not her daddy.  Dim smiled to her and fucked the girl\rquote s mother all the harder.  The mean streak continued with Dim caressing Trisha\rquote s leg.\par
\tab The girl began to fuss, Dim began to cum, and the woman\emdash began to \ldblquote wake up!\rdblquote\par
\tab That wasn\rquote t good.\par
\tab Checking the EMAD and there was a problem\emdash instead of green lights across the board there were only two green lights and four yellow ones with the oscillator indicator indicating a low connectivity.\par
\tab That was worse.\par
\tab Dim wrinkled his nose and found the woman waking up quickly.\par
\tab Thankfully, though, he had the element of confusion and used the seatbelts to tie her up.  There were potential problems rising he knew\emdash like the woman remembering him; what he looked liked, what he did, how he did it, etc.\par
\tab Also not good.\par
\tab Regardless, Dim spanked the woman after fucking her hairless pussy.\par
\tab Little Trisha began to cry knowing that what Dim was doing was not right.  Tammie fussed and begged; Dim slammed his cock up her not-so-virgin asshole and humped a good hump with cool air kissing his bare sweaty ass.  he thought hard about what he was to do if the EMAD didn\rquote t cool off and was unable to \ldblquote wipe\rdblquote  the woman\rquote s mind.\par
\tab The fucking, the spanking, the fondling of the woman\rquote s daughter\emdash all got Dim extra horny and be damned the consequences!  It was a bit of a doing and entanglement but he managed once more to fuck the woman\rquote s pussy.  He got a kick to the balls for his effort.\par
\tab When burrowing into her asshole\emdash somehow someway she managed to bring the heel of her foot to his dangling nut sac.  At work he had dropped a large industrial tool on his foot.  Steel toe protection or no, the tool impact hurt like blazes.  The refrigerator door had nipped his knuckles; he had lost grip of a propane tank (full & empty) dropping one on his foot and the other on his hand.  At home he had fallen off the garage acting a fool; off the top of the house while stringing up lights; a slip in the tub clunking his head; off the back of his pick-up while unloading sand and fertilizer in the backyard.\par
\tab A kick to the balls, though\emdash surprised all those pains.\par
\tab\ldblquote Fucking bitch!\rdblquote  he spat.  To say the least Dim was a little incapacitated and lay off to one side in utter agony.  Tammie wrestled with the bindings of the seatbelts; Trisha sobbed and cried, wet herself.\par
\tab Five minutes, maybe more before Dim was able to regain control of himself.\par
\tab However, by then, Tammie and wrestled herself out of the seatbelts and pummeled her rapist.  Dim somehow managed to defend himself and pummel back\emdash but dropped his trusty EMAD in the process.  Fighting back the pain in his balls, Dim managed to wrap one of the seatbelts around Tammie\rquote s neck.  She grabbed a holt of his nut sac and SQUEEZED.\par
\tab But the tightness of the belt around Tammie\rquote s neck was more and she gave way.  Dim gave way, too.  This wasn\rquote t working out as well as expected or hoped for.  Tammie still breathed\emdash which was good.  Dim\rquote s balls still ached\emdash which was bad\emdash it seriously put a damper on the festivities.\par
\tab A whole thirty minutes before Dim could even THINK about fucking around.  Tammie had come around\emdash Dim smacked her then spanked her HARD and got a moderate hard-on as a result.  No use wasting a hard-on\emdash he shoved it into the woman\rquote s asshole pounding HARD until a suitable orgasm could be attained.  Tammie had no fight in her\emdash which was good \lquote cause Dim sure as hell didn\rquote t, either!\par
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\pard\tab Then, as Tammie wrestled between consciousness and not so conscious, Dmitri raised Trisha\rquote s legs taking her panties off.  Tammie freaked but couldn\rquote t freak too much with a seatbelt tight about her neck.  She seethed rage snorting hate thru her nostrils.  Dim smiled and spread Trisha\rquote s little legs \ldblquote going down on her\rdblquote  making slurping sounds as he tongued the five year old\rquote s pussy.\par
\tab Tammie bawled.\par
\tab Trisha\rquote s screamed.\par
\tab Dim spanked and jammed a finger up her pooter hole and continued licking, nipping, and sucking on the little girl\rquote s pussy.  Then, as a finale, plunged partly into her sex causing her Mommy to pass the fuck out.  The head of Dim\rquote s dick made the penetration.  He gouged the crevice and poked very nearly busting through the innocence.  A since of morality or something prevented him from following thru and he pulled to jerk off onto her sweet face instead.\par
\tab He heaved and wanted to do so much more to Tammie.\par
\tab He wished beyond wishes to have some place\emdash some special place to take her\emdash and Officer Lexus, too!  Oh the time they would have!  Accompanied by Jenny, Linda, Jill, and Kevin!  The image of Kevin fucking Tammie and Lexus swelled Dim\rquote s dick and he face fucked Trisha making her suck the head of his dick and then his hairless aching balls.\par
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\tab The little incident at the rest stop was a forty-minute delay\emdash so once back on the road he did what anyone would do under the circumstances\emdash he floored it.  The posted speed limit between the two towns was 65 MPH.  It was evening type time and traffic was next to nil\emdash regardless, a state highway patrol gave no leeway on the big heavy van doing 80 MPH.\par
\tab\ldblquote God damn it!\rdblquote  Dim bitched.  He knew most the cops in his area\emdash he was on Hwy 90 and NOT in his area.  With the cop car\rquote s lights on Dim couldn\rquote t tell if there were one or two troopers within.  He figured, though, due to the recent happening with one of their own the entire force would be a little edgy.\par
\tab A trooper came strolling up slowly alongside the van\emdash the only windows were the ones on the cab area.  Typical banter\emdash\ldblquote Know why I pulled you over?\rdblquote   \ldblquote Do you know the posted speed limit for this area?\rdblquote  and \ldblquote are you alone?\rdblquote  \ldblquote where you going?\rdblquote  \ldblquote what are you hauling?\rdblquote  \ldblquote why are you going so fast?\rdblquote  bla bla bla.\par
\tab Dim took it all, answered this and that and fished out his wallet and registration.  The trooper was a young guy, no rank, all business.  When he asked Dim to \ldblquote step out of the van\rdblquote  so as he could look inside to the cargo area, things got a little iffy.\par
\tab It was an accident to begin with; when undoing the safety seatbelt Dim let it go and the buckle went sailing up to the top of the pullout\emdash he also dropped the EMAD he had in his left hand.  Both sounds startled and then frightened Dmitri and moreso the trooper\emdash who promptly freaked the fuck out and pulled his weapon screaming \ldblquote Get out of the van!  Get out of the van now with your hands up!\rdblquote\par
\tab Dim thought the man was going to kill him.\par
\tab\ldblquote Easy,\rdblquote  Dim said trying to show calm, \ldblquote it was the seatbelt.\rdblquote\par
\tab But Trooper Shaun Smitesum wouldn\rquote t calm down and stood partly out in the roadway screaming totally out of control.\par
\tab That\rquote s when another officer came into view\emdash he had actually been on the other side of the van, the right side, sneaking up alongside the van to peek into the passenger\rquote s side window.\par
\tab Dim did open the door and was partly out when the older-wiser trooper came around assessing the out-of-control situation.\par
\tab\ldblquote Put yer fuckin\rquote  weapon down!\rdblquote  hollered the \ldblquote sergeant\rdblquote .\par
\tab The younger trooper was sweating, eyes bulging, and totally out of control.\par
\tab Trooper Don Dugsomonup stood between Dim and his subordinate\emdash giving Dim just the right time to grab the EMAD poised just under his ass as he attempted concealment.\par
\tab Trooper Don prevailed in calming his young sidekick sending him back to the car to sit and cool off.\par
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck?\rdblquote  Dim asked showing pissed offedness and concern for his life.\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote ve had trouble here about of late,\rdblquote  the elder trooper said, \ldblquote young bucks like him are hot headed and itching to prove themselves.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I-I got to get to Tubacco City, making delivery for my boss or it my ass!\rdblquote\par
\tab Dim trembled\emdash partly an act and partly not.\par
\tab\ldblquote You\rquote ll get there a lot sooner if you slow down some.\rdblquote  He went on to add that a simple blow out (of a tire) could send the heavy van sailing off the road into the desert landscape and quite possible make his parents grieve (for the loss of their son.)\par
\tab Dim nodded and tried to show that he was still disturbed by the young officer\rquote s brashness.\par
\tab\ldblquote Come on,\rdblquote  said Don, \ldblquote time to make amends.\rdblquote\par
\tab Officer Don Dugsomonup walked with a ganter just askew of Dmitri who had trembling wobbly knees.  A burgeoning state of pissed offedness began to surge, though.  \lquote fucking sonofabitch coulda killed me!\rquote\par
\tab Dim wasn\rquote t happy\emdash no, not happy at all.  Soooo,\par
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