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{\*\generator Msftedit 5.41.21.2510;}\viewkind4\uc1\pard\qc\f0\fs36 August Moone\par
Book 9\par
Chapter 24\par
And the Saga Continues\par
Weather Fronts\par
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Three of the four voices in my head want to sleep; the fourth wants to know if penguins have knees\par
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\tab Mina Warhaze was\emdash a bitch.  A classic bitch.  She was brazen with her comments and didn\rquote t give a rat\rquote s ass who heard her.  A determined woman who usually got what she wanted.  If she didn\rquote t, she bitched loudly about it, critized whoever got in her way, and not all around well liked.  But, she got things done.  Her boldness, her being crass, her bitchiness motivated people and things that seemed impossible were suddenly \ldblquote done.\rdblquote\par
\tab The building for senior citizens?  In need of air conditioning, a roof, refrigerator, some paint, lights, better bathroom\emdash done.  Thanks to Mina.\par
\tab The county road in the country with pot holes big enough to swallow farmer Cominmymouth\rquote s tractor\emdash done.  Thanks to\emdash Mina.\par
\tab The sign in front of the town that was in deplorable condition\emdash done.  Mina.\par
\tab Excess monies the county had acquired thru questionable sales of public property that benefited the city council?  Well, Mina was mum on that one as once she was seated on the council seat she would be entitled to that money, too.\par
\tab Her rival, Andy Bytheduck, knew of the many scams she was involved in; he was aware of her bolstering her image by her city involvement (including convincing the peoples of the \ldblquote town\rdblquote  to convert to a \ldblquote city\rdblquote .)\par
\tab But Andy was a man of means himself; he was a local farmer, he knew many-many people (good and bad).  He was an advocate for farmers and water rights, farmer\rquote s corner, farmer\rquote s market, parades and such to bring outside people in and a supporter of businesses.  That business of having lunch with a known mobster should be completely irrelevant.  As when he was caught walking out of a nearby motel room of a former flame.  And being at the scene of a lynching of a young black man suspected of fucking a white woman.  And the drugs found in his car, the body in the trunk, all irrelevant and circumstantial.  Seems legit! \par
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\pard\tab Andy\rquote s determination regarding Mina was more than Mina\rquote s determination regarding obtaining that council seat.  And he had more money.  Milton, the pussy sidekick, was one man Andy relied on to get unsavory things done.  Milton was one man who wouldn\rquote t spill the beans, blab his mouth, or anything to embarrass Andy.\par
\tab After Andy left Moose\rquote s humble sex stanky double-sided trailer, Moose brooded.  More, he contemplated.  He knew of Mina.  Not personally, but he was aware of her, they had been in the same building, same crowd, and vicinity.  Initially, he held no ill will against the would-be councilperson, she was just as \ldblquote dirty\rdblquote  as was Andy.  She was a politician!  No politician was \ldblquote clean.\rdblquote   All had some ulterior motive to suit themselves more than the public that supported them.\par
\tab Guy Fawkes was not far off the mark, was he?\par
\tab With his new found abilities via the EMAD, Moose Turdpie didn\rquote t need the offered money from Milton from Andy.  But he wasn\rquote t going to be a fool about it and so he took it\emdash thusly taking the assignment of \ldblquote do something about the Andy problem.\rdblquote\par
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Doing something about the Andy problem\par
\tab She was a confused woman; usually strong minded, strong willed.\par
\tab Usually.\par
\tab Get a couple of stiff mixed drinks in her followed by a shot of something stronger and she was less strong on all fronts.  No inhibitions, she regaled anyone in earshot how she felt about peoples; Jews, Japanese, Italians, and Mexicans all became fodder.  There was a strong dislike for all peoples who were not like her.  She blamed them all for the troubles of the town, the nearby city, and then the country as a whole.\par
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\tab\ldblquote Bytheduck\rquote s a cracker who made the blacks millionaires!\rdblquote   this after Andy won a lawsuit for a group of African-American field workers that made them \ldblquote well off.\rdblquote\par
\tab Then, commenting absently (absent of mind) about politically parties saying \par
\tab\ldblquote Our blacks are soooo much better than THEIR blacks!  To become a black party member you just don\rquote t roll into it, and that\rquote s why we have very impressive blacks in our party!\rdblquote  and then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Fuck them and the horse they fucking rode in on!\rdblquote  she quipped.\par
\tab Funny she should say that\emdash about the horse.\par
\tab Mina Warhaze had a round face, almost Chinese-like.  There was Mexican heritage in the 30ish year old woman; she wasn\rquote t a bad looking woman, but she was out of age range for Moose\rquote s liking.  Still, a job was a job.\par
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\pard\tab Already drunk off her ass the use of the EMAD was hardly needed.\par
\tab A plan for Mina had formulated but was subject to change.\par
\tab\ldblquote She needs embarrassed.\rdblquote  Milton had made mention.\par
\tab Moose thought of the various ways and at length\emdash\par
\tab Embarrass her?  Hmmmm\par
\tab The public had seen her drunk, no big deal there.\par
\tab The public had seen her with other men; again, so what?\par
\tab The public had seen her naked\emdash no, wait, they hadn\rquote t.  Yet.\par
\tab In his secondary hideout\emdash er, home, a remote cabin at the edge of Long Meadow, Moose firstly rendered Mina naked.  She was mostly willing\emdash providing she was provided with of course a drink.  The lady preferred whiskey, strong bottled whiskey\emdash and moonshine was just the thing!\par
\tab Then Moose discovered that permed short black hair of hers was a wig!\par
\tab Underneath and she was actually a reddish brown!\par
\tab 36-C titties, and one slightly bigger than the other!  Or, one was slightly smaller than the other.  And down below, a slightly furry dark brown curly patch with a black prancing horsey tattoo just to the right of the mons.  She had wide hips, short legs, and once highly intoxicated\emdash loose lips!\par
\tab Moose was mildly aroused.  And after wrapping his favorite organ in sheepskin he plunged it into the drunk woman finding her pussy mildly intriguing.  She wrapped her legs about his waist and gave him a decent ride.  Moose\rquote s plans for her were derailed\emdash temporarily.\par
\tab Earlier in his life and he had boned a similar woman; his first.  Not his first fuck, no; he had three sisters for that route.  Ms. Hunter was the woman; and what a woman!  Sure, she was in her 40s, short, dark haired, and small breasted, but once he sunk his cock into her\emdash wow!\par
\tab Moose was sixteen the first time they \ldblquote hooked\rdblquote  up, in the classroom of a small back country one room school house.  In the country, there were many children of varying ages and not sensible to create a large school for few students.  So, one room served them all\emdash about 20 students at times, sometimes more\emdash sometimes less.  Moose had three sisters, four brothers\emdash so his family took up a lot of seats and sometimes there were only a small handful of \ldblquote other\rdblquote  students in the class!\par
\tab Moose wanted to be a writer.  His Daddy wanted him to work the family business, a lumber mill.  His Momma knew he wanted to be a writer and she supported him (secretly.)  He wrote poems and short stories; stories about his family, animal stories, and such as the like like that there.  It was Ms. Hunter who saw the potential in Moose\rquote s writings\emdash and the country boy had other potentials, too!\par
\tab Namely his oversized schlong.\par
\tab It was the typical teacher-student love; but both shared.  Moose was with a crush on Ms. Hunter and his writing brought her to that illicit level of admiration that one after school session brought them together\emdash on the desk.  Moose recalled (while stuffing his wang into Mina) how Ms. Hunter had guided him into writing a love poem\emdash just to see if he could.\par
\tab He did.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t remember the poem but it scored a hit with Ms. Hunter.\par
\tab And as Moose (real name Martin) read the poem he created a stirring in Ms. Hunter, Roseanne Hunter.  And with Moose already smitten with the country woman there was no stopping their affair.  The poem was written over a period of days and was not directed at his teacher but the love between beavers.\par
\tab Beavers!\par
\tab There was a fair amount of kissing, but mostly a hell of a lot of groping!\par
\tab And the groping led to shucking of clothing and \ldblquote getting it on!\rdblquote\par
\tab Whether or not Ms. Hunter had ever seduced other country boys was not known; nor did it matter.  Banging off in his sisters was one thing, but they were young girls\emdash Mary Anne was fifteen, Erin thirteen, and Elizabeth the youngest girl at a mere ten years young.  Ms. Hunter was a woman.  A woman!\par
\tab Their first fuck led to another.\par
\tab And then again, and again.  Moose was liking\emdash a lot!\par
\tab He still had incestuous relationships with his sisters, it was a country thing, but his pursuit was to bang off in Ms. Hunter.  The end of school came and Ms. Hunter\emdash left for the summer!  Kind of devastating for Moose, she just \ldblquote upped and left\rdblquote  and was gone the entire summer!  When she returned in the Fall she was a little distant to Moose, cool to his horny advances.\par
\tab Finally and Moose had had enough and out and out asked the woman,\par
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck?\rdblquote  well, not in those exact words \ldblquote What\rquote s going on?\rdblquote   same thing.  He still had the yearns for her\emdash despite having three sisters to satisfy his lust.\par
\tab Ms. Hunter hesitated but finally explained\emdash she had gotten pregnant.\par
\tab Moose was devastated.\par
\tab\ldblquote Soooo, what happened?\rdblquote  usually a pregnancy resulted in a birth\emdash he was from a large family and new the sequence of fucking\emdash pregant\emdash child.\par
\tab Ms. Hunter explained that she had \ldblquote miscarried\rdblquote  and it was distressing to her and so she took some time off to cope.  The distress put a halt to their in-the-classroom engagement.  Temporarily.  By late Fall and Ms. Hunter could no longer hold back and once more sought Moose\rquote s amazing countrified cock.  Moose was only too happy to oblige.  This time, though, with a hitch\emdash\par
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\pard\tab How it happened\emdash he wasn\rquote t sure; but, just after the Fall Harvest and this happened.  Moose and Ms. Hunter were once more banging-a-bang-bang on the teacher\rquote s desk and he was also plunging his lovely teen cock into her asshole.  The woman loved handling the boy\rquote s cock, sucking it, and playing with it until he came.\par
\tab One day a planned after school session was planned\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Meet me after school.\rdblquote  Ms. Hunter cooed during a recess break that day.\par
\tab Moose was all for that.\par
\tab But when the end of schooling came it wasn\rquote t just Moose who lingered behind but his whole damn clan!  The other students\emdash five of them\emdash amscrayed and the old black janitor wasn\rquote t in that day.  So no one was on the premises.  Ms. Hunter lingered, waiting for the Turdpie clan to leave.  They didn\rquote t.\par
\tab Roseanne Hunter, though, was not too alarmed.\par
\tab Moose came to her while his siblings remained seated.  They embraced, kissed, and crashed onto the desk scattering books and papers.  Moose\rquote s siblings whooped and hollered\emdash mostly the boys.  Ms. Hunter worked her panties down while Moose shucked his pants.  The country teacher wore (as always) a knee length dress.  As soon as her brief type panties were discarded\emdash so was the flowery paisley dress.  The bra followed and she was naked.  A horny Moose went right to her pussy\emdash with his mouth.  Ms. Hunter thrashed about on the desk either unaware of the \ldblquote audience\rdblquote  or no longer caring.\par
\tab Moose licked and licked causing his adoring teaching to buck his face.\par
\tab Middle sister, Erin, fourteen years young, began frigging herself.  She, too, wore a dress, to the knees.  The dress was pulled up and her panties down; her fingers worked her teenage cunt to a frizzy.  Brothers, Jason, Ben, and James, all were with their cocks out masturbating.\par
\tab Moose had licked Ms. Hunter to a pleasing orgasm\emdash his face was coated in her juices and Moose had only just began.  Buck naked and the farm boy was a handsome critter; not overly rugged but dashing in a simplified country appeal.  He mounted his teacher who seemed to be in a daze (who seemed to be I a daze) be eased his magnificent fuck pole into her.\par
\tab The fuck was on.\par
\tab Jason stood up and stripped off all of his clothes, followed by Ben, and then James.  The girls did same and then all went up to the desk were they watched in some awe as their brother fucked their shared teacher.  The boys masturbated blatantly and at length Ms. Hunter stretched out her hand taking Jason\rquote s cock and stroking it.  The girls stood about the desk fingering themselves.\par
\tab Moose humped and humped good\emdash taking his time and pulling out occasionally to hump the crevice of his good teacher before driving back in exciting the woman beyond her limits of comprehension.\par
\tab After creaming the woman\rquote s pussy, Moose lay exhausted on the heaving woman\emdash who had gone from stroking Jason\rquote s cock to sucking it.  Moose shuddered all over and finally pushed himself up and off.  Then, crazily it seemed, Mary Anne went to her brother\rquote s cum soaked cock and began sucking it\emdash still fingering herself as she did so.  Fourteen year old Erin went to Ms. Hunter\rquote s cum soaked cunt and licked it clean!  She did!\par
\tab Jason now moved into position, sliding his slobbered on cock into Ms. Hunter\rquote s cunt.  Sister Erin didn\rquote t move her head much out of the away and as her brother got to fucking she suckled his balls between his legs!\par
\tab It was Ben\rquote s turn; the thirteen year old stood up close to the desk and once more Ms. Hunter snaked her hand out to five him and handjob.  Minutes later and Jason creamed a massive wad of teenage spunk into his teacher\rquote s cunt.  And once more it was cock sucking Mary Anne who performed an excellent cleaning job on his bone.  Erin had the privileged task of once more cleaning Ms. Hunter\rquote s cum laden pussy.\par
\tab Young pre-teen James Robert couldn\rquote t wait\emdash his cock was so hard he could hunt with it.  So, eleven year old Elizabeth took care of him; firstly on her knees (as always) sucking his cock and then on the floor on her back (as always).\par
\tab Ben took his turn fucking Ms. Hunter; Erin smacked his butt while he did so and Moose had cum off in Mary Anne\rquote s mouth.  A basic free for all was what it amounted to.  After Ben, and after a small amount of time after fucking Elizabeth, James schlepped his salami into his teacher giving her a good hardy fuck only a twelve year old boy could.\par
\tab Then, Mary Anne tongue lashed Ms. Hunter\rquote s cunt before crawling up and slamming her pussy to hers.  She grinded, pounded, and \ldblquote scissor fucked\rdblquote  the dazed woman before saddling up and squashing her face with her own cum soaked cunt.  The boys bowed out of that particular round.  They were enthused but it was the girls\rquote  turn.\par
\tab While Mary Anne humped Ms. Hunter\rquote s face, Erin slammed her own pussy to the woman\rquote s pussy grinding as hard as she could.  Jason smacked her ass\emdash as much as she smacked his earlier.  Mary Anne released juices onto the teacher\rquote s face then dismounted.  Erin settled onto the woman\rquote s face nextly while Elizabeth did what her sisters had done previously.\par
\tab When Elizabeth \ldblquote got off\rdblquote  on Roseanne\rquote s face the process started all over.  Moose fucked Ms. Hunter while Jason doggie-styled Elizabeth with Erin underneath her licking out her hairless twat.  A fuck fest that Moose fondly-fondly remembered.\par
\tab And during the Christmas break, Ms. Hunter once more abruptly left the scene.  She didn\rquote t return for the Spring session and never did thereafter.  That was ok with Moose, he had his sisters after all.\par
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\tab Embarrass her.  It wasn\rquote t enough to spread vicious rumors.  It wasn\rquote t enough to get the woman drunk at a social gathering.  She had to be royally embarrassed.  And that meant pictures.  Pictures told everything in stunning detail.  So, after screwing Mina Warhaze into complete oblivion, he took a picture of her taking a swig from a bottle of whiskey.\par
\tab Then a picture was taken of her fucking that bottle of whiskey.\par
\tab And for the sake of an investigation at the hospital; Moose inserted a life-like cock dildo that had a syringe inside it.  In the syringe was several ounces of horse cum.  Horse cum.  Moose always found it handy to have a few vials of animal cum on hand; he kept a supply in a freezer at home for use in just special occasions.\par
\tab Once more wrapping his weenie he plunged himself up into the woman\rquote s cornhole and gave her a rousing ass mastering\emdash followed by an injection of pig cum.\par
\tab The night was young and more was to cum\emdash come.\par
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\tab The hour was not late but early evening.  Out of the remote cabin they went to the area behind the cabin where a brown horsey some 16 hands tall stood.  After placing a bale of hay underneath the horse\emdash\par
\tab A nice looking 16yr old girl came into play, she was naked.  Dark hair, curly super curly hair, small eyes, small teeth, a Mexican momma and a white boy daddy.  Nice big titties for her age, a proportionate butt and waist.  She was actually a cheerleader.\par
\tab Standing naked in front of her was a boy of eight years young; her brother.\par
\tab Naked Mina was led to the horse and then underneath it.\par
\tab\ldblquote Get over here.\rdblquote  Moose told the teenager.  He had \ldblquote acquired\rdblquote  her earlier.\par
\tab The naked teen made her way; then was directed to \ldblquote take the horse\rquote s cock\rdblquote  and work it.\par
\tab\ldblquote Work it?\rdblquote  she inquired.\par
\tab Moose stared at the girl conveying what was to be done.\par
\tab Tanya gulped\emdash it was just as horrifying to handle a horse cock as it was a man cock\emdash Moose\rquote s cock.  But pursing her lips and in fear that if she didn\rquote t do as she was told he would hurt her little brother\emdash or herself.  So she wrapped her fingers about the horse dick and began masturbating it.\par
\tab After the horsey dong was sufficiently \ldblquote hard\rdblquote\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Put it in her.\rdblquote\par
\tab Tanya was more than stunned\emdash more than horrified.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh my God!\rdblquote  she blurted.\par
\tab\ldblquote Put it in her,\rdblquote  warned Moose, \ldblquote and your brother won\rquote t have to put it in you.\rdblquote\par
\tab There was absolute stillness in the lifeless air.  Tanya couldn\rquote t blink, she couldn\rquote t think, she couldn\rquote t breathe.\par
\tab\ldblquote Put it in her\emdash NOW!\rdblquote\par
\tab The timid naked teen placed the head of Gallant\rquote s cock into the woman\rquote s pussy.  Then a little bit more and then continued to masturbate the horse.  Her face was up against the heaving-prancing horse; he was agitated (and aroused.)  Moose masturbated\emdash eyed the young boy, then locked eyes with the boy\rquote s sister.\par
\tab Suddenly the horsey began to buck and whinny.\par
\tab Mina lay in an absolute daze.\par
\tab\ldblquote Take her hand,\rdblquote  said Moose, \ldblquote help her.\rdblquote\par
\tab Tanya \ldblquote helped\rdblquote  Mina take Gallant\rquote s gallant cock and work it.  The head was in her cunny but that was about all.  It was enough.  As soon as Tanya was out of the way the camera snapped up picture after picture zeroing in on the cum wash from the horse\rquote s cock.\par
\tab Tanya was sickened beyond belief.\par
\tab As a finale; while laying out on the hay strewn ground, Mina languished in a sea of frothy animal spunk.  All over her naked body was horse cum.  Tanya settled onto the woman\rquote s face grinding her pussy into her mouth.  Meanwhile, the eight year old brother fucked the woman.  Moose took pictures.\par
\tab Then, while Mina was once more positioned under Gallant, and Tanya on the other side kind of out of sight, and the hour WAS getting late, and while Gallant now sodomized Mina, Mina sucked off on the eight year old boy.\par
\tab No one asked WHO had taken the pictures.  Mina was found in the barn dance barn, naked, with the incriminating pictures strewn about along with the bottles of moonshine (illegal moonshine.)  Of course she claimed someone with an EMAD had influenced her but it LOOKED like she was enjoying herself and was acting on her own.\par
\tab Regardless if she had been acting on her own or influenced electronically, no one wanted a drunk child molesting horse fucker on the town-city council.  She left town and Moone Turdpie was fifty thousand dollars richer!\par
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\pard In case you\rquote re wondering; insanity does not run in my family.  Instead, it merely strolls thru taking it\rquote s time getting to know everyone personally.\par
9 out of 10 guys like gals with big boobs; the tenth likes the nine other guys.\par
The crab I had for dinner was so undercooked I could hear it singing \ldblquote Under the Sea.\rdblquote\par
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\pard Some majestic evening\'85\par
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\pard\qc TONIGHT!\par
(and one night only)\par
MR. MAJESTIC!\par
at the Center City Square Auditorium\par
(also tomorrow night at the CCSA for \ldblquote one night only\rdblquote )\par
(and then Friday and Saturday night for one night only)\par
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\tab Mr. Majestic was a teen idol hit sensation; he combined singing with magic and wowed the younger crowd with his amazing abilities; but his dashing good looks also had something to do with it, too.  He was \ldblquote hip\rdblquote  and wise to the most popular trends for the day.  The teens loved him; the other age groups\emdash somewhat also due to his \ldblquote dashing good looks.\rdblquote\par
\tab And featured character in this snippet story, Marsha Bradibuck, found him adorable.  So adorable that she bragged that she knew him\emdash knew him enough to call him on a whim and \ldblquote chat.\rdblquote   This only got one of her friends to call her bluff.\par
\tab\ldblquote If you\rquote re so friendly,\rdblquote  she somewhat bitched on the calling out, \ldblquote have him come perform at our social!\rdblquote\par
\tab The \ldblquote social\rdblquote  was a freshman get-together; a Spring shindig for high school freshman.  Marsha was a part of the group organized for setting the music, maybe acquiring a local live band, that sort of thing.  Now she had a problem.  She didn\rquote t have a \ldblquote social\rdblquote  connection with Mr. Majestic, she was in his fan club and deemed herself his number one fan; but there were hundreds\emdash thousands of girls who were the exact same number one.\par
\tab So, in a panic, when at a one-night-only concert she sneaked-slipped-sneaked her way backstage.  She WAS a fan but not on any \ldblquote list\rdblquote  the singing magician\rquote s entourage had.  While standing a few doors down from Majestic\rquote s dressing room door unable to have a private meeting with him to plead her case, fifteen year old Marsha broke down and began to wail.\par
\tab This somehow did get the attention of the singing-magician and he came out to see what was the matter.  He so did not like to see a young teen girl crying; fan or not.  And Marsha Brandibuck was definitely a fan.  Shooing the entourage he brought the smitten teenager into his dressing room.  The girl was floating on air!\par
\tab And it took minutes before she was able to explain her predicament.\par
\tab\ldblquote It wasn\rquote t a lie\emdash not exactly,\rdblquote  she tried to explain, \ldblquote I-I just got caught up\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I undersand.\rdblquote  said Majestic.  He smiled to her and the girl just melted.\par
\tab Those eyes!  That face!  Marsha felt a little \ldblquote wetness\rdblquote  betwixt her legs.\par
\tab Slowly and the magician-singer weaved his web; like a vampire his cold steely eyes warmed the girl\rquote s heart and soul easing her into a false sense of security.  The unwary girl melted\emdash she just melted!  This, of course, made it easier for him to manipulate her to his wily ways\emdash which was,\par
\tab While she was in a stunned mind sort of way, Majestic slipped his hands up under the girl\rquote s mid-thigh length dress.  Watching the girl\rquote s eyes for any sign of awareness and he tugged Marsha\rquote s panties down.  The girl made not sign of awareness.  Then, with her panties down he raised her powder blue dress with lace trim up whereas he could get a gander at her teenage poon.\par
\tab The dress was slipped off, followed by the panties and bra.\par
\tab Majestic embraced the naked teen, cupped her ass, caressed her bare backside, then guided her to the sofa.  There, with her shoulders to the back and her ass on the edge of the cushion he began licking her out.  Marsha remained oblivious\emdash which was how the magician liked \lquote em.\par
\tab A determination was made that the girl was not exactly a virgin.\par
\tab But not a \ldblquote slut\rdblquote  either.\par
\tab Majestic worked his tongue all over the fine hairs of the teenager\rquote s twat; when lightly even lightly licking the \lquote lips\rquote  the girl shuddered and produced juices.  Majestic was delighted and parted the cunt\rquote s opening driving his wicked tongue inside.  This only made the girl shiver and give his face a generous slathering of pussy juices.\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t long thereafter that the magician-singer pushed down his black slacks and slipped into the teen\rquote s crevice his \ldblquote magic flute.\rdblquote  The girl\rquote s lovely teenage titties were a delight; the nipples were stiff and the mounds were \ldblquote just right\rdblquote  for sucking.\par
\tab Marsha let out a couple of moans as Majestic\rquote s cock entered her.\par
\tab The man was an expert and lovingly made love to the hapless girl.  And as he did so he weaved another web into her thinking\emdash this after learning of her family; a family of brothers and sisters.  Majestic was more interested in her sisters; easy access as she was so smitten by him he would have an invite to the house and there he could peruse the girl\rquote s siblings, and mother.  Marsha was a strikingly good looking gal and her mother had to be as such.\par
\tab Afterwards, finding Marsha\rquote s cunt delightful, Mr. Majestic obliged the young fan by agreeing to perform at her school.  She squealed with delight and was so overwhelmed she hugged the stuffing out of him!  Majestic didn\rquote t mind and hugged back.  She had been a good fuck; and had there been sufficient time he would have tried a little backdoor banditry, too!\par
\tab Majestic found, while implanting new notions, that Marsha had a penchant for \ldblquote young boys.\rdblquote   She did!  Not of her brothers\emdash not yet.  But where she once lived there were not one\emdash not two\emdash but THREE count \lquote em three young boys!\par
\tab Once home and an elated Marsha was also a little confused.  It would take a few days before the newly implanted \ldblquote way of life\rdblquote  would take hold.  Near daily visits, re-visits with Mr. Majestic helped that along.  And of course, there was sex.  Spanking, oral, anal.  Majestic\rquote s \ldblquote magic wand\rdblquote  got quite the work out!\par
\tab One day, at home, Marsha came to Barry in his bedroom.\par
\tab\ldblquote Barry, may I talk with you?\rdblquote  she was polite, concerned, and pretty.\par
\tab Barry, working on a bit of homework shrugged and leaned back in his chair.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote  he said.  He was a bit of a dashing man, himself; sixteen years old, raven jet black hair, beautiful blue eyes, handsome features, and she had seen him naked a few times in their relationship.  Barry and his brothers were \ldblquote new\rdblquote  brothers to Marsha and her sisters.  Marsha\rquote s dad had passed away as had Barry\rquote s mom; somehow the surviving parents met and a relationship ensued.  Barry and his brothers and Marsha and her sisters merged to become one big happy family.\par
\tab Well, it wasn\rquote t so \ldblquote happy\rdblquote  all the time but that was atypical for brothers and sisters.  They got along most times and at this point in time they had been a \ldblquote family\rdblquote  some two years.  During that time, Marsha, as stated, had seen Barry butt bare assed naked while camping.  She, too, had seen her other brothers also naked; while camping and at home streaking from bedroom to bathroom and back.\par
\tab No biggie.  She didn\rquote t mind.  As stated\emdash she liked young boys\'85\par
\tab But as of yet, no hanky and or panky had taken place.\par
\tab\ldblquote So, what\rquote s up?\rdblquote  Barry asked crocking an arm over the back of the chair and becoming nonchalant.  Marsha, clad in a pair of tight white pants excited him.  unlike Marsha, Barry hadn\rquote t seen his sister naked; glimpses and a bit more in her underwear, but not naked.  The youngest sister, Susan, he HAD seen naked.  But unlike Marsha, Barry liked \lquote em his age\emdash or a couple of ages above or below.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well,\rdblquote  drawled Marsha suddenly embarrassed, \ldblquote I\rquote ve been having the strangest feelings.\rdblquote\par
\tab Girls.  Girls were ALWAYS having the \ldblquote strangest\rdblquote  feelings.  Barry didn\rquote t know a lot about girls and their feelings; he understood less about their periods (but knew enough to chill when it was \ldblquote their time of the month\rdblquote  lest he receive their wrath.\par
\tab\ldblquote Like what?\rdblquote  he asked daring to traipse on unknown territory.\par
\tab Marsha got even more embarrassed and stammered before getting flustered and beginning to back out of the room \ldblquote forget it.\rdblquote\par
\tab The relationship between Barry and Marsha was pretty good; he liked the girl and realized she was in some sort of calamity.  Grabbing her arm he re-directed her back to where she had been standing, then sat awkwardly on the corner of his desk.\par
\tab With a huffing sigh,\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, I-I\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote What?  Just spit it out and get it over with.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I want to streak run crazy in the house!\rdblquote\par
\tab Wow.\par
\tab\ldblquote You mean\emdash naked?\rdblquote  he needed clarification.  (and the imagery wasn\rquote t bad, either.)  Marsha nodded; she was greatly embarrassed, bowed her head and wouldn\rquote t look her brother in the eye.\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, ok then,\rdblquote  Barry said, then searched around his mind, \ldblquote any idea\emdash why?\rdblquote\par
\tab Marsha, still looking at the floor, shook her head.  When he first met her while their parents were courting, Barry wasn\rquote t so sure about the girl; she was super skinny, super geeky.  But as she became a teenager she blossomed into a pretty groovy looking chick.  Super fine super long blond hair, a dainty nose, a delightful smile, and a great ass!\par
\tab\ldblquote Well,\rdblquote  drawled Barry leaning back and sizing up his dopey sister who wanted to go naked in the house, \ldblquote I\rquote ve done it.\rdblquote\par
\tab Marsha looked to him, \ldblquote You have?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Couple of times so far,\rdblquote  he smiled and it was his turn to be embarrassed, \ldblquote but after midnight when I\rquote m sure EVERYONE is asleep.\rdblquote\par
\tab Marsha\rquote s composure brightened and she was less embarrassed about her strange desire and now just sheepish about it.  Marsha couldn\rquote t imagine what it would be like.  So,\par
\tab That night\emdash she found out.\par
\tab Ten minutes after midnight and Marsha stepped out of her bedroom\emdash naked.\par
\tab Barry, too, was out of his bedroom\emdash naked.\par
\tab There were some nightlights along the hallway providing a certain mystique about their naturalness.  Barry approached his fine naked non-bio sister; he was grinning and she was grinning bigger.  Then, with a head nod, he dashed to the stairs.  Marsha followed.\par
\tab In the kitchen they paused; quite a lot of illumination there\emdash the fridge with its lights for water/ice; the microwave time; the stove\rquote s time readout; a nightlight along the baseboard.  After a soda break the two miscreants dashed to the family room where Marsha bumped into Barry as he stopped suddenly at the sliding glass patio door.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wanna go outside?\rdblquote  he asked.\par
\tab That was even more daring.\par
\tab Marsha was a go.\par
\tab Like wee children playing at school, Barry and Marsha dashed about in the after midnight morning frolicking butt bare assed naked.  Only freaking out when the helicopter buzzed above them with a search light piercing the inky dark night.  \par
\tab But not at them.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey, let\rquote s go in the garage.\rdblquote\par
\tab Marsha was a go for that, too.\par
\tab In the garage and Barry got the emergency flashlight and taking his sister by the hand led her thru the maze of two family\rquote s crap stowed in the garage since they combined themselves.  At where Barry\rquote s dad, himself, and his brothers were honing their skills at crafting a small lake boat, Barry ducked underneath.  Along his route he had secured something from behind a workbench.  That \ldblquote something\rdblquote  came into play under the boat.\par
\tab While Marsha held the flashlight the light revealed what Barry was holding; a baggie.  IN the baggie was loose crushed seeds of marijuana.  There, too, were rolled doobies, fatties, and joints.  The light also shone on Barry\rquote s wondrous cock.  It was partly flaccid, partly not-so-much.  Marsha\rquote s eyes were transfixed on the dangling object\emdash much bigger than the little boys she once played with in her old neighborhood.\par
\tab Barry lit up a puffer and after taking a hit passed it to his sister.\par
\tab Marsha got the giggles; farted, got embarrassed, then did something she always wanted to do\emdash she kissed Barry.  On the cheek.\par
\tab\ldblquote Why\rquote d you do that for?\rdblquote  he asked stupidly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Because I wanted to.\rdblquote  she told him flatly.  Had she not been a little high she would have been miffed at his rebuke.   But she WAS high and getting a mild case of the munchies.\par
\tab Barry had a mild case of something else.\par
\tab Leaning forward he planted a kiss on Marsha\rquote s lips.\par
\tab The girl was a little startled, but not so as you\rquote d know it.\par
\tab The two gazed into one another\rquote s eye; then Marsha kissed back, took his head in her hands and got busy with the Frenching.  This only inspired Barry and he moved to \ldblquote move\rdblquote  Marsha down onto the floor.  Marsha parted her legs and the two never lost lip lock as Barry\rquote s cock entered her.\par
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\tab After taking a couple of more hits from a shared joint, the two naked reprobates made way back to the house.  Barry\rquote s cock had done wonders for Marsha; she still had a pinch of lust for young boys, but Barry\rquote s cock was a wow factor she hadn\rquote t expected.\par
\tab For Barry; well, he wasn\rquote t a virgin, either.  But putting it to his sister, regardless of relationship status, had been something.  Really something!  Her pussy was grand\emdash just grand!\par
\tab At the swing set they paused;\par
\tab\ldblquote Shit!\rdblquote  bitched Barry, \ldblquote Someone\rquote s up!\rdblquote\par
\tab Inside the family room there was a light wavering, someone with a light.\par
\tab Creeping quickly and quietly to the side of the house and the bushes that could shield them, Barry and Marsha were in mild panic mode\emdash especially as their dad \ldblquote shut and locked\rdblquote  the sliding patio door Barry had left open a bit.\par
\tab\ldblquote Now what\rquote ll we do?\rdblquote  complained a worried (and naked) Marsha.\par
\tab Barry wasn\rquote t sure.  He hadn\rquote t planned for anyone fucking up his fucking plans.\par
\tab\ldblquote How are we going to get back in?\rdblquote\par
\tab Barry wasn\rquote t sure.  All doors and windows were locked.  Mulling over this plan and that idea he finally opted for tossing a couple of pebbles to the upstairs bedroom window of his young brothers.\par
\tab They were sound asleep and the window cracked.\par
\tab Walking around to the back side of the house\emdash\par
\tab Sure enough, Alice\rquote s window was open.  Barry remembered,\par
\tab\ldblquote I always have to have a window open, winter or summer\emdash got to have natural air.\rdblquote   Alice was a farm girl and had to have that air flow regardless of time of year.  Alice was the maid and a great friend of the family.  She had been with the boys since Barry was a little tyke and came along when the families blended.\par
\tab Alice, too, was a known sound sleeper.  When Barry and his brothers played tricks and pranks\emdash the 40ish year old woman slept right thru the \ldblquote ghosts & goblins\rdblquote  banging pots and pans trying to scare her and their new sisters among other sordid pranks.\par
\tab Carefully and Barry hooked a leg up to the open window.  He had been in Alice\rquote s bedroom before, helping her move in her furniture when the blended family moved into the new house.  He had an idea of the layout and hoped there were no \ldblquote obstacles\rdblquote  below the window or on his way to the door.\par
\tab There was a small table right beneath the window; a box, an odd shaped end table oddly placed at an angle with an antique lamp and other assorted curious on it, and a vacuum cleaner\emdash other than that it was clear sailing to the door.\par
\tab First to disrupt Barry\rquote s smooth sailing was the table beneath the window; it clunked and very nearly sent the naked teen to the floor as it wobbled beneath his weight.  He thought at first it would support him\emdash but it didn\rquote t.  Next was the end table he banged his knee into; that resulted in upsetting the lamp and knocking over a jade elephant.  Luckily, Barry had quick reflexes and grabbed the precious jewel before it crashed to the floor.\par
\tab Then he stubbed his toes on the vacuum cleaner.\par
\tab Ouch!\par
\tab Finally, the door.\par
\tab As he reached out for the knob\emdash the lights came on.\par
\tab Barry froze.\par
\tab Alice had come awake, was awake, and was standing behind him.\par
\tab\ldblquote Barry,\rdblquote  she asked in a semi sleepy voice, \ldblquote why are in my room,\rdblquote  pause for dramatic effect, \ldblquote naked.\rdblquote  she added/ended.\par
\tab\ldblquote I-I can explain.\rdblquote  And he turned around to face her\emdash to explain.\par
\tab Alice, 40ish, not too tall, not overly \ldblquote pretty\rdblquote  but had charm just the same, dark hair that was graying, Midwest persona, farm girl, arms folded, clad in two piece blue pajamas, waited.\par
\tab Barry quickly brought his hands to his \ldblquote nakedness\rdblquote  but Alice had seen him (already) as a wee lad, bathed him, and was a woman who had been around the block a few times\emdash an euphemism for meaning she had been with naked men more than once and nothing Barry had she hadn\rquote t seen.\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh, well, you see\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yes?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh, we were\emdash I mean, I was\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Barry, are you there yet?\rdblquote  Marsha stuck her head in the window bashing Barry\rquote s attempt at excuse.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh, this gets better!\rdblquote  giggled Alice.\par
\tab Greg sighed, then helped his naked sister in.\par
\tab\ldblquote Uh, we were\emdash uh, we were just\emdash .\rdblquote  Marsha butted in trying to explain.\par
\tab Alice smiled, she already knew.  There was a twinkle in her eyes, a gleam on her face.  Nodding she said, \ldblquote I know\emdash I know.\rdblquote\par
\tab Raised on a farm with five brothers\emdash and being the only girl, Alice was well versed in the incestuous ways of family bonding.  Then she opened the two saying,\par
\tab\ldblquote Might I suggest you hide a KEY outside next time you get the midnight urges to frolic outdoors?\rdblquote\par
\tab A key outside and clothes inside.\par
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Some majestic evening\'85\par
\tab Yesterday, my neighbor asked \ldblquote why don\rquote t do something useful with your time.\rdblquote   Talking about my \ldblquote doing something useful\rdblquote  seemed to be her favorite topic of conversation.   She was \ldblquote only thinking of me\rdblquote  as I now live alone,  and suggested I go down to the park and hang out with the guys.  I did this and when I got home I decided to teach her a lesson about staying out of my business.  I told her that I had joined a parachute club.\par
   \~\tab She said, \ldblquote Are you nuts?  You\rquote re almost 50 years old and you\rquote re going to start jumping out of airplanes NOW?\rdblquote\par
I proudly showed her that I even got a membership card.\par
She said to me, \ldblquote Good grief, where are your glasses!  This is a membership to a Prostitute Club, not a Parachute Club!\rdblquote\par
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\ldblquote I\rquote m in trouble again, and I don\rquote t know what to do.  I signed up for five jumps a week.\rdblquote  \par
She fainted.  And on the upswing, she hasn\rquote t butted into my life since!\par
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\tab An evening with Mr. Majestic!\par
\tab Marsha Brandibuck was elated  Ecstatic!  Overjoyed\emdash almost to the point of wetting her panties!  Ooops, wait, she did.  Mr. Majestic was coming to her house for dinner!  It couldn\rquote t get any better.\par
\tab No, wait, it did.  He sang to her, too.\par
\tab A little magic, some singing, it was a captive audience\emdash in more ways than one!  Usually and the man commanded a hefty sum for his performances, but a nice dinner, a homey atmosphere, and a charming family made his appearance per bono.  He didn\rquote t do a lot of freebies, even at the old folks home he made a slight charge, the orphanage, and especially school events.\par
\tab But with Marsha\rquote s family he made the exception.\par
\tab There was, of course, a hitch.\par
\tab Although he was enchanted with Marsha, her sisters, and mother, were also enchanting.  Weaving his electronic \ldblquote magic\rdblquote  web the Brandibuck family was seduced.  More implanting notions of naughtiness befell the unsuspecting family, and while doing so\'85\par
\tab Marsha.  More of the same, with brother Barry but also\emdash also with brothers Kristoffer and Mikey.  Running amok naked thru the house, outside, in the garage.  Then, follow that up with sex.  Letting the boys boink her up the ass, in the twat, and especially in the mouth.  But also up the ass and in the twat.\par
\tab Also, a double dousy; \ldblquote have sex with your new daddy.\rdblquote\par
\tab Sweet sister Eve was a bit more prettier than her older sister, but more reserved.  She played a variety of musical instruments, had aspirations for protecting the environment and possibly visiting space.  She was a virgin but there were ways to fix that.\par
\tab The youngest Brandibuck, Susan, was a mere nine years young.  Very blond hair, very blue eyes, and a very not-so-innocent curiosity.  This got her in trouble most times; other times it got her insight on the goings on of her family, friends, and schoolmates.\par
\tab Of the boys; Barry, he was a willing participant.  He liked his sisters, all three and had no problem whether they were biologically connected or whatever age.  When at his old neighborhood he was \ldblquote involved\rdblquote  with a conniving young girl who had caught him with the girl\rquote s older sister.\par
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\pard\tab Barry, almost fifteen at the time, was courting the little girl\rquote s sister, Sherry.  Their courtship was not overly approved by the girl\rquote s parents beings as Sherry was just thirteen.  So Barry and Sherry \ldblquote snuck\rdblquote  their relationship and when deemed safe they made out at Sherry\rquote s house or at Barry\rquote s.\par
\tab And the one time they were making out at Sherry\rquote s and there was the little sister, Emily, spying on them.  With two brothers in the house, Barry had little time for peace and less for privacy.  At Sherry\rquote s she had just Emily and she was usually at a friend\rquote s house and seldom at home.\par
\tab After the little nine year old Emily confronted Barry with \ldblquote I know what you did (with my sister)\rdblquote  Barry was in panic mode.\par
\tab\ldblquote W-what are you going to do about it?\rdblquote  he worried.\par
\tab No worries, little Emily didn\rquote t want money; instead, she wanted to \ldblquote see it.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote See it?\rdblquote   \ldblquote See what?\rdblquote\par
\tab Emily rolled her eyes up to the dimwit boy.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh.\rdblquote  \ldblquote Thought you already saw it?\rdblquote\par
\tab More eye rolling and a huff.\par
\tab\ldblquote I know what you did,\rdblquote  she said, \ldblquote but I didn\rquote t SEE it.\rdblquote\par
\tab Oh.\par
\tab In the living room of the girls\rquote  house and Sherry had given Barry a handjob.  In turn, he had felt out her lovely barely teenage titties; then she laid on him and her clad in a skater skirt allowed the horny Barry to cop a serious feel of her ass.  Soon and the girl\rquote s purple panties were inched down allowing Barry to feel of her tender young ass.\par
\tab It took a while before Emily was able to get in a more prime viewing; by then, Barry and Sherry had complete their illicit deed.  The girl quickly grabbed up her panties and fled to the bathroom to clean up.  Boys don\rquote t clean up \ldblquote afterwards.\rdblquote   Boys don\rquote t say \ldblquote I love you\rdblquote , won\rquote t go shopping, politely fart in a girl\rquote s presence, or hold in a fart.  On the subject of love; how do you say \ldblquote I love you\rdblquote  in Hawaii?  Answer:  Usually a pineapple and a twenty will do it.\par
\tab Anyways, while Sherry was in the shower and Barry in \ldblquote afterglow\rdblquote , pesky little sister Emily wanted to see Barry dick.  He wasn\rquote t sure what she would do if he didn\rquote t, but he was sure he didn\rquote t want to find out.  For one, she could blab to her parents.  With or without proof, it didn\rquote t matter, the parents would be livid and Barry a dead teenager.\par
\tab So, he whipped it out.\par
\tab It was still semi hard and young Emily impressed.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wow!\rdblquote  she exclaimed.\par
\tab And the more the little girl checked his member out\emdash the more it got hard.\par
\tab\ldblquote Can I touch it?\rdblquote  she asked.\par
\tab DANGER! BARRY BRANDIBUCK!  DANGER!\par
\tab Fuck danger; if a girl asks if she can \ldblquote touch\rdblquote  your dick, you let her!\par
\tab Emily stretched her hand out and \ldblquote touched\rdblquote  Barry\rquote s cock.\par
\tab Then, wrapping her fingers around it like an expert she began masturbating it.  So long as the shower could be heard\emdash all was well.  But Barry knew he was on borrowed time\emdash dangerous time.  And checking the living room bay window\emdash the curtains were wide open.  Of course, the house was on a slight slope; the neighbors across the street would have to be on the lawn and fairly close to see anything pertinent going on.\par
\tab Emily stroked his cock to full hardness.\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote re gonna get caught.\rdblquote  Barry said.\par
\tab Emily, however, was in complete control.  But, she relented and dashed off down the hall to her bedroom\emdash but not before quickly raising her mid-thigh length dress revealing her nice kiddie style yellow panties.  She was all a-blush and like an embarrassed child dashed off.\par
\tab Barry followed\emdash just in time for the shower in the hall bathroom to go off.\par
\tab Damn!\par
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\tab Wait!  But more!\par
\tab Arriving at Sherry and Emily\rquote s house, via the back alley and then the back door, Barry wasn\rquote t overly prepared for what was in store for him.  For one, he knew Sherry wasn\rquote t home; she was at a social event of young daughter\rquote s with her mother.  Daddy was at work \ldblquote out of town\rdblquote ; and Emily had called him,\par
\tab\ldblquote Want to come over?\rdblquote\par
\tab Greeting him at the sliding glass patio door was Emily; a very pretty girl for nine years young.  She wore her own skater skirt\emdash and no panties!  This revealed as Barry stood at the door waiting for her to open it she lifted her skirt exposing herself.  Literally.\par
\tab Once inside, \ldblquote Let\rquote s go to my room.\rdblquote  And she took his hand nearly dragging him there.  In the bedroom she showed him all her stuffed plush toy animals; snakes, lions, frogs, crabs, elephants, zebras, and no bears.  There was a fish tank on a desk and the room was a green motif.\par
\tab After closing the curtains to the room\rquote s windows she turned and was embarrassed.  She asked,\par
\tab\ldblquote Is it still stiff?\rdblquote\par
\tab Barry was stunned by her boldness.  Rubbing himself he shook his head; then thought quickly,\par
\tab\ldblquote No, not until I see YOU.\rdblquote\par
\tab Emily blushed and flipped up her skirt again.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ve got pubes!\rdblquote\par
\tab Thanks, TMI?\par
\tab Feeling bold and brash himself, Barry unzipped and unfurled his cock.\par
\tab No underwear\emdash going Commando.\par
\tab Emily eyed the one-eyed monster, mouth open, eyes wide.\par
\tab Barry gave his prick a little stroke, squeezed it at the base, then shook it.\par
\tab\ldblquote If you take off your clothes it\rquote ll get bigger.\rdblquote\par
\tab The little girl gushed, blushed, then farted.\par
\tab Barry chuckled and began stroking his cock all the more.\par
\tab An embarrassed Emily pursed her lips then pushed down her skirt.\par
\tab At the time, Barry\rquote s family had merged with the girls and after a time he got to see glimpses of the girls, mostly Susan.  And of Susan he got to see her butt naked sprinting from her bedroom to the bathroom and then back again.  A few times while whacking off in bed he thought of Susan\emdash he thought of Susan in a sexual way.  Fucking, spanking, up the ass, in the mouth\emdash the whole bit.  Sure, he thought of Eve and Marsha, and then every girl he knew at school.  But Susan, for some reason, filled his mind and he thought of cumming off in her mouth most times.\par
\tab Off came Emily\rquote s simple girlie light blue top and there she was\emdash naked.\par
\tab\ldblquote You want to touch it, again?\rdblquote  he asked.\par
\tab Emily was suddenly incredibly bashful but finally managed to step up closer and once more wrapped her fingers about the steaming bone.  Slowly she took over masturbating.  The thoughts in Barry\rquote s mind were lurid to say least.\par
\tab Holding his breath, \ldblquote You want to do anything else?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Like what?\rdblquote  she asked innocently.\par
\tab When he asked what exactly she had seen on the sofa the other day,\par
\tab\ldblquote Just Sherry on top\emdash and your HANDS all over her butt!\rdblquote\par
\tab Works for me!\par
\tab Laying out on the girl\rquote s bed\emdash after making room from the numerous toy animals all over it, Emily was coaxed on top of him.  Barry shucked his black jeans and shirt and was naked himself.  How far this was going to go and how far it would get him into trouble he didn\rquote t know.\par
\tab Let\rquote s find out!\par
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\tab Caressing the girl\rquote s ass and Barry\rquote s cock was ready to explode.  Digging into Emily\rquote s crack and there WAS a bit of an explosion.  He shuddered; then, grabbing his prick he glided it up and down the Emily\rquote s pussy and all over her ass.  The urge to fuck was incredible\emdash incredible to hold off.\par
\tab\ldblquote Let\rquote s do something else.\rdblquote  Barry said.  There was no way\emdash no way he could fuck Emily.  No way.  He wanted to\emdash but he couldn\rquote t.\par
\tab Getting out from under the youngster and Barry took a breath (he had been holding it since Emily took holt of his cock.  Then,\par
\tab With Emily on her back, legs open, Barry eyed her pussy and somehow\emdash somehow managed to keep himself from sticking his dick to her and fucking her brains out.  Somehow.  He saw her dad coming after him \ldblquote afterwards\rdblquote ; then her sister followed by his dad, then the law.  Not good for a fifteen year old.\par
\tab His tongue lashed the girl\rquote s cunny making her squirm.  There WERE pubes coming in, tiny blond hairs that he could almost count.  He licked the poon, drove into the slit, then finally to sate himself \ldblquote mounted\rdblquote  and humped her pussy like he humped his bed.  He wasn\rquote t IN but close counts\emdash as did the relief when he finally blew his nuts and creamed.\par
\tab Emily\emdash\ldblquote Ewewew!\rdblquote  \ldblquote What the hell\rquote s that stuff!\rdblquote\par
\tab Thinking fast, \ldblquote Love cream.\rdblquote  He knew, though, that in no way\emdash no fucking way\emdash would she taste it.  He finished rubbing his spew all over her delicate cunny, dragged it up and down the crevice and held off his desire to ram himself into her asshole.\par
\tab After laying off the girl on his back, heaving, contemplating, and somewhat satiated from his ordeal, they moved to the bathroom for a mutual showering.  Emily happily lathered up Barry and he masturbated humping her sweet face and almost\emdash almost getting into her mouth.\par
\tab Out of the shower and Barry dried the girl.\par
\tab Before their next encounter his blended family moved.  Awwww\par
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\tab Kristoffer.  He liked girls and strove to sneak peeks at his sisters.  And it was Jan who afforded him those peeks.   They liked one another but had yet to do anything kinky.  The boy was not an avid masturbator but he did on occasion pleasure himself\emdash and not alone.  AND not with his brothers!  Kris had a best friend of whom shared his like of pleasuring.  And more than once did the boys get completely naked and have themselves a happy \ldblquote cockfight.\rdblquote\par
\tab There, too, was some ass play; nothing gay, just bashing their schlongs against one another\rquote s bare ass.  No kissing, no cock sucking, no rim jobs.  The boys were \ldblquote experimenting\rdblquote  and that was all there was to it.\par
\tab The youngest boy, Mike, was in curious mode\emdash regarding his sisters as well as mildly curious about his brothers.  Being brothers they had all seen one another naked and Mike had seen Kristoffer jerking off.  Mike himself had begun to experiment with his dinky but wasn\rquote t stimulated enough to make anything pertinent happen.\par
\tab Robert, bio daddy of Barry, Kristoffer, and Mike.  No sexual deviancy regarding his boys; the girls, however\emdash\par
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\pard\tab More than anything did he want to hump Marsha.  He wanted to spank her bare hand to bare ass); he wanted to see her laid out naked, on his cock specifically.  Usually, while humping the girl\rquote s mother, Caroline, he thought of humping Marsha, too.\par
\tab And Eve?\par
\tab Eve was thirteen and deemed applicable for fucking and fucking well.  The thought of spanking her bare bottom excited Robert; watching her shower, watching her finger herself, watching her pretty blond head bobbing up and down on his schlong excited him.\par
\tab And Susan?\par
\tab Hmmm  Susan was nine; too young?  Not really; to have her naked against him would be good.  To feel of her bare ass, finger her hairless cunny, to rub his cock against her slit, and then hump her face\emdash all good and no actual penetration taken.\par
\tab Caroline?\par
\tab Of Robert, her new hubby, she enjoyed his company.  He was a good man, well educated, and brought into the family a nice dick.  He was very satisfying and though he liked to poke her up the butt now and then, she tolerated that backdoor maneuver as he more than enough satisfied her cock hungry cunt.\par
\tab She also was appreciative of Robert bringing into the family his three boys.\par
\tab Of Barry\emdash yeah, she fantasized about getting dicked by him.  spanked, too.\par
\tab She dreamed of taking a shower with him and getting boned while doing so.\par
\tab She fantasized about a two-some with Barry in her cunt and Robert in her ass.  And it didn\rquote t stop (the fantasy) with Barry, there was Kristoffer and Mike, too!  Kris was a pleasing handsome fellow of fourteen and she did quietly yearn to have his cock slamming her pussy.  Mike was a sweet little boy she yearned to play with his cock and jerk him off.\par
\tab Oh!\par
\tab And also, Susan; she was nine currently but for some time\emdash since meeting the boys, she had deep seeded unnatural desires to run amok nakedly with them.  At a young age the girl had found pleasure fingering herself.  She wanted to see her brothers naked (but hadn\rquote t.)  She wanted to be spanked by the boys, but hadn\rquote t thought of her new daddy delivering unto her hinny swats.\par
\tab The family was an interesting one; and once armed with the information, Mr. Majestic untethered the moral fibers keeping the family from enacting on their desires.  Then, while the family was still under the influence of his electronic wizardry he placed secretive cameras throughout the house.  Then,\par
\tab Marsha.\par
\tab Clad in a mid-length skirt, Mr. Majestic slipped his hand up under the garment and fondle-fondle-fondled the girl\rquote s delicious butt.  Delicious!  \par
\tab The lime green panties came down\emdash slowly.  A slight perfumy smell there was to excite him even further.  Wild roses!  To be enticed would be an understatement.  Rising the skirt and he eyed the girl\rquote s cunny.  He loved that cunny!  On her own and she was a little on the naughty side; she just needed a little goading\emdash like the rest of her family.\par
\tab After a little ass grabbing, digging, poking, Majestic laid the girl out right there on the dining table.  Legs up, ankles on his shoulders, Majestic entered the teen and \ldblquote put it to her.\rdblquote   He closed his eyes as he boned the teenager; then he opened them to gaze upon her sisters.  Eve he definitely wanted to bone, and Susan, too.\par
\tab Then there was the girls\rquote  mother, Caroline.\par
\tab He liked \lquote em young; girls over boys.  But young adults and some older adults suited him also.  Caroline \ldblquote looked\rdblquote  young; she had a teenage daughter of fifteen, another two daughters, one marriage under her belt and working on number two.  She was holding her age well.\par
\tab Cumming off in Marsha and Majestic was well pleased.  Boning her in his dressing had been fantastic but screwing her on her family\rquote s dining table?  Out-fucking-standing!  His cock had never felt so good!  And with her legs up and ankles on his shoulders he began poking at her asshole.  In his dressing room he had entered her there, too.\par
\tab Once more as he fucked his eyes came to the various members of the family.\par
\tab Susan, specifically.  she was a cutey and would be worthy of receiving his sauce.  Being merely nine her three holes were likely to be rather tight, snug, virginal.  That was ok, Majestic was used to busting virgins and breaking in unfucked holes.  That mouth he definitely wanted to cum off in; then her little pussy and asshole; followed, then, by a heaping dose on her sweet little face, a squirt on her nobbies, and a blast on her ass for good measure.\par
\tab A gaze upon Marsha\rquote s cum laden pussy for a moment; he took in every nuance of the girl\rquote s quim.  It was OOOOOH so fuckable!  It was a pure delight and he ached for it.  So much so that he once more shoved his fuck pole into the cummy crevice and re-fucked it!\par
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\tab Eve.\par
\tab Also a nice fuckable pussy.  Not quite virginal, either.  But not a slut.  And no brotherly dong had been in her; in a previous year she had been at summer camp and lost her cherry to a horny fellow camper (a boy) from across the lake.\par
\tab Majestic slipped his hands up under the girl\rquote s party-like dress that was a classic 1960\rquote s style.  And she had even bigger titties than did her older sister, Marsha!  But not by much.  Majestic caressed the mounds; then, like with her older sister, laid her out on the dining table, removed her panties, and got busy.\par
\tab Completely naked; panties and bra on the blue carpeted floor, dress askew on the chair, Majestic \ldblquote majestic\rdblquote  sliding lovingly up and down the girl\rquote s sex.  The girl had the cute factor going for her\emdash exponentially!  She truly was cute!  That smile!  Those eyes!  And\emdash AND her butt!  And of course her cunt.  Majestic glided his prong up and down the crevice entrance, goading in past the not-so-well fucked lips but fucked lips and then in.  Boning a thirteen year old was not so bad, Majestic had done worse\emdash far-far worse.\par
\tab As much as he wanted to go \ldblquote slow\rdblquote  about the business of sexual intercourse, he failed.  Miserably.  Once his cock head disappeared into the young teen\rquote s twat the fuck was on.  The incredible feelings stemming from the illicit deed overwhelmed his dick sending a myriad of sensational feelings throughout his body, especially the mind.\par
\tab The fuck was on.\par
\tab Cupping the girl\rquote s ass he pinned her legs up his chest and power stroked his cock into her sex.  He had already cum multiple times and usually three or sometimes four was his limit.  After that he needed a few hours to recoup.  But the \ldblquote feeling\rdblquote  of cumming off came and though there was nay production the sensation of such was just as good. He strove to cum-cum and that wore him out tenfold.\par
\tab On his knees between her legs he eyed her.\par
\tab And being that there was no cum but her own juices\emdash he licked/lapped her pussy increasing his sexual want all the more.\par
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\tab Susan.\par
\tab Another cutey!  The nine year old had charm; an innocence about her but she was far from being \ldblquote innocent.\rdblquote   There were some boy suitors at her new school and with one she was peeing with on school grounds; another she was going behind the bushes for Show-n-Tell 101; another boy ran naked with her up and down the underpass!\par
\tab Of her brothers?  Nothing.  Not yet.  There was mild interest in Mikey, slight interest in Kristoffer, and a hell of a lot of interest in Barry!  With Mikey and Kris she wanted to see them naked and \ldblquote playing\rdblquote  with themselves.  With Barry she wanted to see him naked and playing with her!  Oh!\par
\tab At school, nine year old Kevin Kartwheel, peed with her way out on the open school ground.  Lots of trees there were lining the outer perimeter of the property; bushes, too.  But out where the edge of the school grounds were against the chain link fence (where there just happened to be no trees or bushes) the two reprobates peed.\par
\tab Susan, usually wearing a skirt or dress for such occasion, parted the crotch of her panties (and on later occasions there would BE no panties!) and commenced to peeing up a storm.\par
\tab Kevin Kartwheel was amazed.  He professed to never seeing a girl\rquote s cunny.  He watched intently as the young classmate peed; he saw just a little of her cunny and a lot of pee stream.  In turn, awkwardly, the boy hauled out his little boyish pecker and sitting on his knees pissed a good pee himself.\par
\tab Following instances where with Susan taking the boy behind the bushes, hiking up her dress or skirt and peeing whilst standing!  That further blew the young boy\rquote s mind.  He had no idea.  And it also afforded the boy a gooder look at the girl\rquote s vagina.\par
\tab Then, behind the bleacher seating at the baseball field (when no one was there during lunch time) she coaxed a boy to rubbing his gallant puddling against her hinny.  It was an amazing event that put the young boy in orbit.  The sensation was indescribable.\par
\tab In the underpass with David Hookemup, a ten year old boy, they ran nakedly from one end of the underground passage to the other.  After school, before school, and one time\emdash and one time DURING school (which was more dangerous.)  They never got caught and that was all they did.\par
\tab Oh, except for the one time in the middle where the lights were off due to breakage they engaged in a sex act.  David knew some advanced sexniques; doggie style, anal, missionary AND reverse missionary.  In turn, Susan sucked his winkie, sucked his hairless ball sac, AND licked his asshole!  She did!\par
\tab And after the sucking (and licking)\emdash the fucking!\par
\tab David glided his young pud up and down Susan\rquote s smooth slit knowing that at any minute a student, janitor, security guard, teacher, could come waltzing down the steps into the passageway.  The corridor was pretty long going under the four-lane highway thru the middle of town.  The school was on one side with the underground passageway feeding housing projects.\par
\tab David did a fine job; but Susan thought of her brothers taking care of her virginity.  The boy wasn\rquote t a cummer; but close counts.  He went thru all the emotions of cumming off and Susan herself enjoyed the dicking.  She had yet to come into experiencing her period as her sisters did.  And after catching sister Eve masturbating using a tampon, well, Susan had to try that out herself.\par
\tab And she promptly got caught by her new daddy who \ldblquote accidentally\rdblquote  walked in on her while she was naked on her bed just \ldblquote gettin\rquote  after it.\rdblquote   And of that, Susan also wanted to have her new daddy play with her, too!  (like her brothers)\par
\tab The girl wasn\rquote t \ldblquote broken in\rdblquote  but close.  She frigged her cunny with the tampon, her fingers, and recently found the joy of the handheld shower thingy that adjusting the spray nozzle did wonders to her unfucked cunt.  David\rquote s little dick also did wonders\emdash and wasn\rquote t long enough to break her intact hymen!\par
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\pard\tab After the first fuck it was on to the next one; doggie style.\par
\tab That one got Susan introduced to her first anal probe.  David wasn\rquote t all that schooled\emdash or it didn\rquote t matter, one.  Once the naked Susan was on her hands and knees there were TWO options presented to the young boy\emdash pussy and asshole.  He stabbed the asshole and after a much ado about bending, no-go, and dire determination, anal penetration there was.  And once the head of his dick was in, and more bending of his semi weakened shaft, the pleasure of fucking was with him and it matter not if he were in her pussy or not so much.\par
\tab He fucked therein until he had to pull out and smack his cock (like his brother he learned form did to his girlfriend\rquote s ass) against Susan\rquote s ass.  A little exhausted he laid down heaving and sweating; a little delirious, too.  Susan fingered her asshole, pussy, and tried to see her asshole.  Then, on her own, she mounted David and squashed his beef with her cunt.\par
\tab Giggling and she moved up and down horizontally\emdash then vertically.\par
\tab The girl had amazing potential!\par
\tab And she wanted to have same with her brothers!\par
\tab And she wanted to have same with her new daddy!\par
\tab Awesome!\par
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\tab Majestic pressed his cock to the still virgin girl; her hymen was still there so she was still classified as a \ldblquote virgin.\rdblquote   He decided against breaking the membrane therein and satisfied himself with his cock head breeching her entrance.  A lot of smacking his cock against her cunny, some poking, some anal intrusion, and he was a happy guy!\par
\tab A great desire, though, remained\emdash\par
\tab Caroline.\par
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\tab Caroline Brandibuck had one of those \ldblquote snappin\rquote  pussies.\rdblquote   Despite repeated births and obvious dicking from hubby Robert, Caroline managed to have a snug fitting/dick pleasing cunt.  Mr. Majestic found the experience delightful.  Very.  After getting the woman completely naked (and laid out on the family dining table) his eyes took in the wondrous creature of womanhood; and then her womanhood!\par
\tab Delightful!\par
\tab The pussy was shaven and there was a rainbow tattoo off to one side and a coiled green snaked on the other side\emdash not on top near the midriff but on the cunt itself where she had to have exposed her poon to the artist.  Majestic deduced that the wearable art was done when she was a young woman, in college.\par
\tab No other tats and Majestic was satisfied with his going over the enticing woman.  He applied his tongue giving his cock sufficient time to recover from the doings it had done unto her children.\par
\tab That lasted about five minutes.\par
\tab He could have done more but was tiring and saw Kristoffer wiggling\emdash a sign of the EMAD\rquote s cohesion breakdown.  Little Susan had a confused look on her face and all the girls were naked\emdash naked!  So he stepped up his progress and noshed at the Y until his cock was sufficient in the task that was fucking.\par
\tab He felt a shot of cum exploding almost instantly as he sunk himself into wondrous cock pleasing poon.  There was no stopping the flow surge but Majestic tried to dismiss the feeling or at least quell it long enough to get a few pumps in.  Caroline groaned, moaned, and Barry showed signs of \ldblquote awareness.\rdblquote\par
\tab Majestic quickened his humping realizing that there were yellow lights on his EMAD\emdash the whole damn family was coming around and although by delving into their minds he had learned their naughtiness it still wouldn\rquote t be good to awaken to find half the family naked and dripping with cum!  No, not good at all.\par
\tab A few quickly hastened pumps and the fullness of sexual intercourse was done.  A repeat performance was in the works\emdash well, at a later time.  After fucking, which was deemed a damned fantastic one, Majestic had no time to enjoy and reflect upon the joy of fucking.  He had a family to fuck with\emdash their minds.\par
\tab And of the boys?  Yeah, Robert did have unnatural desires for the girls, even Susan.  Mostly he wanted to spank Marsha, bare hand to bare ass.  The same for Eve and Susan.  Sex with Marsha was a given, as was for thirteen year old Eve.  As for Susan?  Maybe just in the mouth, but after that and after spanking her, a simple rub (hard) against her pussy would be satisfying enough.  Maybe.\par
\tab Of course Barry wanted to fuck his sisters\emdash one-two-three.  It mattered not that Susan was a mere nine.  Not at all.  She was fuckable pussy-mouth-asshole and Barry was just the guy to do it!  Kristoffer felt the same way and Mike\emdash he wanted to fuck Marsha and Eve and had no clear idea about doing Susan.\par
\tab One mind after another and Mr. Majestic weaved his magic.  The lights of his EMAD settled and the mind warping/mind manipulation was a done deal.  The family was released back to themselves and after some unsettling moments of having their minds back the dinner continued.  Majestic\rquote s energy was depleted; as was his mind altering device.  He was able, though, to blatantly cop a feel of Marsha\rquote s ass as he was leaving in front of everyone and no one was upset about it.\par
\tab He hugged Eve and gave her a French Kiss goodbye as a topper.\par
\tab Taking a daring step forward and while hugging Susan, he slipped his hand up her dress and down her panties pushing her panties down to expose her darling little ass.  No one freaked\emdash including her parents who stood right there watching.  Their eyes were a little hazy and glassy but\'85\par
\tab Majestic couldn\rquote t resist Caroline.  He hugged her, kissed her deeply (if not passionately) pulled up her dress and pushed down her panties for an incredible ass play.  Husband Robert stood by grinning like the fabled C-cat.\par
\tab The EMAD had worked and worked well.  The family was demented.\par
\tab Majestic was sure he could have gotten the family naked right then and there and had an out and out orgy!  But he was worn out, depleted.  He had a performance to go to the following day, errands of this and things to do that.  The orgy of Brandibuck would have to wait.\par
\tab With the secret security cameras installed about the house, however, Majestic was able to watch the family engage immorally just the same.\par
\tab More on that later\'85\par
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\tab When I bought my fancy e-tablet I thought about the years of work places businesses I had been in with scores of employees; all without a cell phone that played music, took videos, pictures and communicated with online chat rooms.  I signed up (under duress) for Twitter and Facebook, so my friends and co-workers could communicate with me in the \ldblquote modern way.\rdblquote  \par
\tab My phone was beeping every three minutes with the details of everything except the bowel movements of the entire next generation.  I am not ready to live like this.  My cell phone is now in the garage in my golf bag (next to my porn collection.)\par
 \tab The kids bought me a GPS for my birthday because they say I get lost every now and then going over to the supermarket or library.\~ The GPS looked pretty smart on dash board of my motorized wheelchair, but the lady inside that gadget was the most annoying, rudest person I had run into in a long time.  Every few minutes she would sarcastically say, \ldblquote Re-calc-u-lating.\rdblquote\par
\tab Navigating the streets of Camden Town isn\rquote t all that jolly, y\rquote know.  It was like she could barely tolerate me.  She would let go with a deep sigh and then tell me to make a U-turn at the next light.  It\rquote s a bloody wonder I didn\rquote t wind up in the Canal!  If I made a right turn instead, well, it was not a good relationship.\par
\tab To be perfectly frank, I am still trying to learn how to use the cordless phone.  \par
\tab The world is just getting too complex for me.  They even mess me up every time I go to the supermarket. You would think they could settle on something themselves but this sudden \ldblquote Paper or Plastic?\rdblquote  every time I check out just grizzles me.  I bought some of those cloth reusable bags to avoid looking confused, but I never remember to take them with me. \par
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\pard\tab Now I toss it back to them.  When they ask me, \ldblquote Paper or plastic?\rdblquote  I just say, \line\tab\ldblquote Doesn't matter to me, I am bi-sacksual.\rdblquote   Then it\rquote s their turn to stare at me with a blank look.  I was recently asked if I tweet.  I answered, \ldblquote No, but I do fart a lot.\rdblquote\par
\tab People don\rquote t ask me a lot of questions anymore.  Wonder why?\par
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Ripped from the headlines\par
Caution:  standing your ground may result in extreme naughtiness\par
\tab Opening scene:  laying on his side (with his cock buried up into a twelve year old girl\rquote s cunny) and Cornell was a happy guy.  Left arm over the girl\rquote s side with hand squeezing her titties only continued to excite the man.  The girl seemed\emdash out of it; glazed eyes of brown staring off into oblivion.  She was a pretty thing; long brown hair, a round face, brown eyes, and a calm face.  At twelve her body was changing, growing.  Behind her, in her, her father enjoyed himself all without her knowledge.\par
\tab Adjusting a camera and Nova zoomed in on the action of her husband\rquote s cock sliding into their daughter\rquote s quim.\par
\tab\ldblquote You about ready to cum?\rdblquote  she asked.\par
\tab Cornell was in deep concentration; he wanted to hold of cumming a little bit longer\emdash but once the flow began the urge was unable to be quashed.  The simple fact of fucking his own daughter was enough.  Closing his eyes he pumped and tried to stop, tried to stop the emission but failed.  The naked Nova stood fingering herself while she watched.  No expression on her face, either.\par
\tab The cum flow came and Cornell was well pleased.  Nova zeroed in on her husband\rquote s cock spew.  He pulled out to rub his saucy cock all over their child\rquote s pussy, then he stuffed it back in for another minute or so until he was well exhausted.  Then, although heaving, sweating, exhausted, he pushed Janna onto her stomach and began lightly spanking her butt.\par
\tab No reaction from Janna whatsoever.\par
\tab He spanked a little harder and grinned saying to his wife, \ldblquote See, what did I tell you!?\rdblquote  he was beaming.\par
\tab Cornell was not a thin man, but not fat or even pudgy.  He was in his early thirties, short cropped dark hair; his mother was Mexican, a pudgy woman by all means.  His father was tall white cracker; thin, and loved Mexican food.\par
\tab More spanking, harder\emdash faster!\par
\tab Janna didn\rquote t stir; didn\rquote t cry.\par
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\pard\tab Cornell, exhausted, lay off on his backside panting.\par
\tab Nova checked the video; \ldblquote We\rquote ve got enough to sell to that weirdo.\rdblquote\par
\tab Cornell nodded and massaged his cummy cock and balls.\par
\tab\ldblquote He wants more, I think.\rdblquote  breathed the naughty man.\par
\tab\ldblquote We should be careful,\rdblquote  warned Nova, \ldblquote we can get carried away, like you almost did!\rdblquote\par
\tab Cornell smiled; cocking his other arm behind his head, \ldblquote No fucking jury is ever gonna convict me!\rdblquote\par
\tab Nova shook her head, \ldblquote Don\rquote t be so cocky, they might!\rdblquote\par
\tab Cornell was pretty certain, he was acquitted; there was no \ldblquote new\rdblquote  evidence to be had\emdash the prosecutor used all his cards to no avail.  True, the jury \ldblquote wanted\rdblquote  to convict him but the way the laws of the state were laid out\emdash they had no choice but to set him free.\par
\tab There was regret, killing a young black man, but it was \ldblquote him\emdash or me.\rdblquote   Cornell chose himself.  Of course, his wife, media, defense, all cited that if he had simply stayed in his car and waited for the actual police\emdash the \ldblquote him\emdash or me\rdblquote  wouldn\rquote t have been an issue.\par
\tab Cornell, one of those \ldblquote rent-a-cops\rdblquote  for a residential area, saw a young black man hoofing it along in the early Fall of the year wearing a hooded sweatshirt.  The young man seemed to be in a hurry and had what looked like bulky items under his shirt.  A block up was a convenience store that was often \ldblquote hit\rdblquote  and often from the residents of the residential area Cornell patrolled.\par
\tab He put two-and-two together and began following the young man.\par
\tab At one point the young man turned and yelled \ldblquote Quit it!\rdblquote  and produced the symbol of a hand-gun with his hand.  He smiled and point the \ldblquote gun\rdblquote  at Cornell then turned and continued on his way.\par
\tab What happened next was debatable to interpretation.  Cornell confronted the young man asking him to stop and show identification.  According to Cornell, the young black man told him to \ldblquote Fuck off!\rdblquote   and then he charged Cornell who was standing outside of his car.\par
\tab\ldblquote It happened so fast.\rdblquote  Cornell reported.  His heart was beating out of his chest and he was in fear for his life.  Cornell Namrammiz was in his late 20s, the young black man was in his mid-teens.  He had no intention of killing the young man but professed that if it came down to it he would defend himself \ldblquote in whatever manner presented itself.\rdblquote\par
\tab That manner was presented after the young man \ldblquote grabbed for\rdblquote  Cornell\rquote s weapon.  A struggled ensued and the weapon discharged killing the young man.  Cornell was bloodied on his face and back of the head where the young man had pummeled him seething \ldblquote Tonight\rquote s the night you\rquote re gonna die!\rdblquote  smiling and with a \ldblquote devil\rquote s face\rdblquote  glaring at him.\par
\tab\ldblquote I had no choice.\rdblquote  Cornell said.  \ldblquote It was him or me.\rdblquote\par
\tab Stand Your Ground was the law of the land.\par
\tab But many saw it a different way and knowing the young black man, Traymon, it was too far out of character for him to act that way.  In his sweat shirt, the \ldblquote bulky\rdblquote  items were sodas, bags of chips, and other snacks\emdash all paid for and confirmed from the store clerk.  The store clerk also reported that Tray had been \ldblquote happy-go-lucky\rdblquote  and boasting about his video game skills.  He was in a tournament at his apartment playing with some others.\par
\tab Cornell was arrested and charged with murder spending months behind bars.\par
\tab The trail that followed was lengthy and several times it looked like he was a man going to prison for half his life or life.  But in the end\emdash the jury could not find him guilty regardless of their feelings.  The law of the land, the prosecution\rquote s presentation, all spelled \ldblquote not guilty/acquittal.\rdblquote\par
\tab Many peoples were more than upset and sought to \ldblquote get him.\rdblquote   This prompted Cornell and his family to move but not far (far enough) and without protection.  He hadn\rquote t moved far enough away; not far enough away for everyone concerned and not far enough away for Barwick Lastnamenotprouncable.  Barwick, a lean, tall, African-American born in South African, raised in jolly England, felt it was his duty to seek justice for Traymon.\par
\tab And equipped with an EMAD\emdash justice would be served.  One way or another.  It wouldn\rquote t be enough for a \ldblquote confession\rdblquote  under coercion via the EMAD; the man had to be showed for what he was\emdash a scoundrel!\par
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\tab Cornell had an EMAD himself, it was cheap and had only one function; mind zap.  It was a low form of mind control; the mind zap blanked the mind, stunned it into submission.  No Q&A, no following commands, no acting out, nothing.  Just a mind blank.  Which was alright for Cornell; it allowed him to have his \ldblquote special way\rdblquote  with his children, and then other people\rquote s children.  His wife, Nova, videotaped his escapades having apparently no morals herself.  The video then was sold to lonely miners in far away regions.\par
\tab So, while Nova was videoing Cornell, Barwick was videoing them!\par
\tab After Janna, there was ten year old Karli.\par
\tab The child was sound asleep in her bed; in the same room she shared with her youngest sister, Lindsy.  The room was mostly dark, illuminated enough by pale lamps on the nightstands (for the video camera), themed in blue with bunnies and skies of blue and rainbows all over the walls.  Naked daddy Cornell stood watching his precious child sleeping\emdash masturbating as he did so.  Nova crept in with the video camera capturing her husband\rquote s antics.\par
\tab After hammering his pene he breathed,\par
\tab\ldblquote Te quierro jodder.\rdblquote  (I want to fuck you.)\par
\tab Slowly and the covers were pulled down.  The child slept on, induced by a little electronic trickery.  Karli wore a simple long mid-thigh length printed tee-shirt and panties.  Cornell carefully raised the child\rquote s legs; Nova zoomed in on her husband\rquote s dripping cock and then her daughter\rquote s panties.\par
\tab\ldblquote Toca mi verga.\rdblquote  Cornell whispered.  (touch my dick)\par
\tab Karli slept on.\par
\tab Cornell came onto the bed, snagged his daughter\rquote s panties at the crotch and pulled them off.  He moaned; and as the pinkish undies came off he sniffed the crotch panel (inside) then dropped them.  Spreading her legs he mounted her gliding his cock up and down her innocent slit.\par
\tab Nova stood with some mild trepidation.  How far would her husband go?  How far would she let him?  The money was good, no doubt there; the lonely horny miners paid very-very well.  But at what sacrifice?\par
\tab Breathing hard, then holding her breath, she watched in the dim light of the room as Cornell rubbed and rubbed, gouged, poked, and prodded before sliding up their daughter\rquote s body flopping his cock between her smallish mounds.  Then, carefully, he placed a hand behind her head moving her up to \ldblquote cock kissing\rdblquote  position.  The tip of Cornell\rquote s cock was smeared with cum and he smeared it all over Karli\rquote s lips.\par
\tab\ldblquote Te eres un cucuy!\rdblquote  (you\rquote re a monster!)\par
\tab Cornell paid his wife\rquote s comment no attention but steadily worked his cock into his child\rquote s mouth.  Bringing her head back and forth she in essence (albeit unknowingly) sucked him.\par
\tab A great quantity of mecos (cum) spewed into Karli\rquote s mouth.  Her daddy masturbated quickly but then moved down to smear the goo onto her panoche.  Then, with no trepidation on his part, he began entering her.  Nova closed her eyes, then opened them to zoom in on the defiling act.\par
\tab\ldblquote We\rquote ll make fuckin\rquote  millions!\rdblquote  he jeered as he deflowered his child.\par
\tab Nova pursed her lips\emdash\ldblquote at what price?\rdblquote\par
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Hell bent for hell\par
\tab Debauchery; Cornell\rquote s euphemism for \ldblquote getting it out of his system.\rdblquote\par
\tab And \ldblquote getting it out of his system\rdblquote  ONE was Lacey Weemarker.\par
\tab Lacey was 17yrs. young and worked at a pizza place.  Since school was done and done she worked extra hours padding her resume and making it look good for her managers, bosses, parents, and future college.  Taking some boxes out to the dumpster to crush/break down and\emdash\par
\tab Those tight turquoise jeans, tight butt, bobbing titties in form fitting blue tee-shirt all enticed Cornell.  He couldn\rquote t resist.  He wondered if she were a virgin?  He doubted it; and there was only one way to find out!\par
\tab There were big bright lights all around the pizza place; which was one of many small stores anchoring left and right of the mega supermarket in the middle.  Big bright lights EXCEPT where the dumpster was.  A tall brick fence surrounded the back area in a huge square \ldblquote C\rdblquote  configuration.  Beyond the fence was large empty lot, then the fire station, high school, and residential area.\par
\tab Cornell, in his 4-door domestic American pickup truck sweated bullets as he carefully negotiated the way out of the back alley, thru the maze of the parking lot, and then out onto the main road before the market.  In between the sides lay the mind zapped Lacey.\par
\tab To be nervous would be an understatement.  He was way nervous.\par
\tab Just minutes before midnight and he turned onto Oilfield Way that ran along the river.  Miles later and at the deemed \ldblquote perfect\rdblquote  spot he parked his ride and sat absolutely still.  Lights off; he was miles from anyone.  \par
\tab Some minutes later and he took his first breath.\par
\tab Then, the realization of what he had done came to him.  Blinking his eyes, letting out his breath, stifling a fart (and the need to pee) he put his hand to Lacey\rquote s butt.  A little fingering to the crotch and he was out of his seat and then out of his clothes.  Lacey remained oblivious.  When she DID moan and then move minutes after her kidnapper was naked\emdash her mind was zapped again and she returned to being motionless.\par
\tab Cornell let out his breath once more; his cock was hard, his intentions harder.  Opening a window let in fresh air and the white cracker Mexican began undressing the unconscious teen.  To the left, oilfields; to the right, a river.  The air was not all that fresh; and the air was not all that \ldblquote quiet\rdblquote  either with the pumping units squeaking and grinding.  Cornell paid them no mind and removed Lacey\rquote s clothes.\par
\tab When she was down to her panties, though\emdash he paused.  Full brief, powder blue panties.  She was a tall girl, a little Mexican in her, too.  Thick, rich, full of life bouncy brown hair, extra large titties for her age group, and a nice pube patch\emdash visible thru her panties.\par
\tab It was pretty dark, he dared not turn on the interior light regardless of the tinted windows.  The natural lighting of nature would have to do.  He did risk using the flashlight, a small handheld metal light using just two double A\rquote s.  a good once over the girl\rquote s body and the panties were slipped off at last.\par
\tab She was a virgin!  Imagine that!  Cornell eased into the teen\rquote s twat finding slight resistance\emdash inasmuch as he had when deflowering Janna and Karli, his own children.  Unfortunately he was a quick cummer\emdash almost blowing his load as soon as he got the panties off.  But he managed to get a few pumps in anyways.\par
\tab And regardless of cumming off or not, his cock usually remained steadfastly hard.  Sufficient enough to fuck the pussy juice out of the teenager.  Which he did.\par
\tab Then this happened\emdash\par
\tab Videos (and videos transferred to CDs) suddenly were found in neighbor\rquote s mailboxes; also at the local police department and three local television stations.  Videos showing Cornell and his wife, Nova, sexually molesting their three children\emdash the most horrendous was, of course, Cornell straddling his six year old daughter\rquote s chest having her suck his cock.\par
\tab The constabulary came to pay a visit\emdash right after the news media blabbed and gave warning to Cornell and Nova.  They were in panic mode:\par
\tab\ldblquote Breaking News!  Cornell Namrammiz and his wife, Nova, are not what they appear to be!  The once neighborhood watch captain accused in the killing of fourteen year old African-American Traymon Nightman are child molestors!\rdblquote  and a video showing the molestation in progress was revealed\emdash with the extreme naughty business blurred.\par
\tab It was 9AM and the proverbial \ldblquote shit about to hit the fan\rdblquote  was in progress.\par
\tab When a slew of cop cars, a news helicopter in the air, media vans everywhere came to the quiet neighborhood where neighbors were essentially unaware that Cornell was the same fellow who rocked the nation months earlier.  He had changed his name but was not under police protection.\par
\tab The onslaught of police and media freaked out Nova.  Cornell wasn\rquote t doing so well, either.  In a sheer panic, Cornell couldn\rquote t see how the situation was going to end well.  So, he shot and killed his wife\emdash then turned the gun on himself which jammed.  Police lodged tear gas and a stun grenade into the house forcing Cornell to stumble out still carrying the handgun he had just used.\par
\tab No, it didn\rquote t end well for Cornell.\par
\tab He survived the barrage of bullets from the police who quickly hustled him to the nearest hospital for medical aid\emdash then to jail.  No lengthy trail this time; in just WEEKS he was prosecuted and hauled off to prison.  Weeks later and he was found swinging in his private cell.  Bed sheets around his neck, hands behind his back.  It did not end well at all.\tab  \par
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\pard Marriage is a 50/50 proposition; but apparently there are two things wrong with that assumption.  Women and fractions.\par
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A frightening statistic, probably one of the most worry some in recent years. \par
25% of the women in this country are on medication for mental illness. \par
That's scary. \par
It means 75% are running around untreated!\par
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\pard A wife asks her husband, \ldblquote Could you please go shopping for me and buy one carton of milk and if they have avocados, get 6.\rdblquote\par
A short time later the husband comes back with 6 cartons of milk. \par
The wife asks him, \ldblquote Why did you buy 6 cartons of milk?\rdblquote  \par
He replied, \ldblquote They had avocados.\rdblquote\par
If you\rquote re a woman, I'm sure you\rquote re going back to read it again!  Men will get it the first time. \par
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Water in the carburetor \par
WIFE:  \ldblquote There is trouble with the car.  It has water in the carburetor.\rdblquote  \par
HUSBAND:  \ldblquote Water in the carburetor?  That\rquote s ridiculous!\rdblquote  \par
WIFE:  \ldblquote I tell you the car has water in the carburetor.\rdblquote  \par
HUSBAND: \ldblquote You don\rquote t even know what a carburetor is.  I\rquote ll check it out.  Where\rquote s the car?\rdblquote  \par
WIFE:  \ldblquote In the pool.\rdblquote  \par
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HE MUST PAY \par
Husband and wife had a tiff.  Wife calls up her mom and said, \line\ldblquote He fought with me again, I am coming to live with you." \par
Mom said, "No darling, he must pay for his mistake.  I am coming to live with you.\rdblquote  \par
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A young man wanted to get his beautiful blonde wife something nice for their first wedding anniversary.  So he decided to buy her a cell\~ phone.  He showed her the phone and explained to her all of its features. \par
Meg was excited to receive the gift and simply adored her new phone. \par
The next day she went shopping.  Her phone rang and, to her astonishment, it was her husband on the other end. \par
\ldblquote Hi, Meg!\rdblquote  he said, \ldblquote how do you like your new phone?\rdblquote  \par
Meg replied, \ldblquote I just love it!  It\rquote s so small and your voice is clear as a bell, but there\rquote s one thing I don\rquote t understand though...\rdblquote  \par
\ldblquote What's that, sweetie?\rdblquote  asked her husband. \par
\ldblquote How did you know I was at Bluewater?\rdblquote\line\par
From Genesis:  \ldblquote And God promised men that good and obedient wives would be found in all corners of the earth.\rdblquote  \par
Then He made the earth round...and He laughed and laughed and laughed!\par
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\pard It\rquote s a full house of naughty\par
\tab He needed a haircut.  This he determined after running his hand thru his hair; it was getting a little long at the ears and t the neck/collar.  He liked his hair trimmed short; it was a full head of hair but cut short.  Dark hair he had, but of his three girls?  Blond.  His wife (God rest her soul) had had lovely brown hair, and brown eyes!  The girls?  Blue eyes.  He had a grandma who had red hair.  His dad was a dark haired man but his mom had blond hair.  His wife\rquote s mom had blond hair but her dad had brown hair.  Genes!\par
\tab Rain Zanner contemplated the mysteries that were life.  No end result resulted from the contemplating so he settled in sipping his double latte watching the rain.  Days like this were dreary, days like this were depressing with little to no positive outcome.  The rain only washed away the debris in the gutter; the debris of the city, however, remained.\par
\tab Even in the coffee shop there were EMAD detectors, the latest high-tech thing.  More sophisticated to detect even an EMAD in OFF operation.  Of course, around the corner (or already) were EMADs to trump that and mask the OFF operation.  All schools, all government buildings, public sporting places, had EMAD detectors and preventors; plus security guards seen and \ldblquote unseen.\rdblquote   The world was in chaos with mind controlling units of various kinds.  Sexual depravation had taken a new high tech low.\par
\tab The day was early evening but with the clouds made the usually dreary city seem later than it was.  With a swipe of the windshield wipers his vision was clear and focused on a disgruntled girl standing at a covered bus stop.  She was \ldblquote disgruntled\rdblquote  by her stance and \ldblquote mad face.\rdblquote   She was just about eleven years old; short brown shoulder length hair, a nice face (when it wasn\rquote t mad) and a nice normal body overall.  A short mid-thigh length skirt (with knee length off-pink pants) and a multi-layer top set of clothing completed her outfit.  A school book bag containing everything but school related stuff slung over her shoulder suggested she was a girl of business\emdash er, she was an active girl having business other than school.\par
\tab Her being pissed off was what caught Rain\rquote s attention.\par
\tab The rain and accompanying thunder caught the girl\rquote s attention.\par
\tab Bus 22A was the normal route for that stop.\par
\tab It was Friday, though; Bus 22A didn\rquote t stop there but went to the Coliseum instead resuming normal operations Monday.  To go downtown one had to hoof it to the next bus stop one block away.  The girl Subject obviously didn\rquote t know that.\par
\tab That was good to know for Rain Sarcarion.\par
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\pard\tab The City lay sprawled all around; the River ran thru the middle, the airport off to one side, the Coliseum to the right a few blocks; the area immediate was moderate with supermarkets, outlaying businesses for car lots, parks, various schools, trade school, a trucking company, passenger train depot, bus depot, and the like.\par
\tab No one else was at the bus stop.  They knew.\par
\tab It was 4PM.\par
\tab The weather was not going to clear anytime soon and nor was the young girl\rquote s mood.  Rain ran his thumb over the smooth glass-like surface of his Instrument.  Blinking his eyes excessively he thought and contemplated.  It had been over a month since last he had used the Mind Controlling Unit.  It was sophisticated, high tech as all get out, and dangerous.  Rain realized that there was the potential for \ldblquote over use.\rdblquote   There was the potential to get used to the use of the gadget and thusly erode the security.\par
\tab Rain had no intention of being someone\rquote s bitch in Coyote Ridge (state penitentiary (Washington)).  Playing it cool, paying attention to the security cameras, people, and the situation as a whole kept him from being a statistic.  Being a private investigator awarded him, too, certain perks\emdash like concealed weapons, specialty weapons, security camera insight (and locations of) and so on.\par
\tab The rain was letting up.  Good.  The automatic lights were coming on\emdash bad.\par
\tab The girl was looking at the bus schedule inside the covered bus stop.  Also bad.  There was light traffic as the area specified was just outside the main city area.  A hospital was across the street, two-story.  Three story apartments were all around; flat lots were the mainstay; with a park, a school, a convenience store here, a laundry facility there; fast food here, a church there; a supermarket here with associated mini stores left and right of it and a gas station, too.\par
\tab People were getting off work from surrounding businesses.  The supermarket would soon \ldblquote get busy.\rdblquote   As would the restaurant and fast food eateries nearby.  Time to make the move if one was going to be made.  The Subject was studying the placard.  She had a nice butt.  Jostling the book bag the Subject began to hook it in a huff to the next bus stop one and a half blocks away.\par
\tab\lquote Stop.\rquote\par
\tab Rain sighed a relieving sigh as the Subject did inded\emdash stop.\par
\tab Thunder roared and lightning flashed in the distance.  Off to the right of the city by the sea and the storm brewing there was inching its way inward.  Rain felt the stirrings of his late afternoon lunch settling.  The air was lovingly fragranced with the fresh scent of rain.\par
\tab\lquote come back to the bus stop.\rquote\par
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\pard\tab As the Subject did so, Rain slowly drove up to the stop, opened the door, and electronically minded for the girl to get in.  She did.  Rain reached across her shutting the door.  The girl stared blankly ahead; mindless.  The safety belt was harnessed and Rain couldn\rquote t help but put his hand on her knee.\par
\tab No reaction.\par
\tab The pitter-patter of weather related \ldblquote rain\rdblquote  began; a stiff breeze began buffeting the big American SUV.  At one time he had a luxury car, a Jaguar.  But in his new pursuit of sinful decadence he switched.\par
\tab The approaching storm bothered him; he didn\rquote t like storms and had been in far too many of them.  The storm was interrupting his plans with Amelia.  Quickly, though, and just to make sure her mind was off-line he parted her legs and gave a fingering to her crotch.\par
\tab No reaction.\par
\tab Life was good.\par
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\tab Taking the I-90 out of the city he boogied East for a couple of hours.  The storm was behind him and that was good.  His passenger remained quiet and still.  Rain eventually grew weary and feared Amelia would pee\emdash staining the seat.  At the rest stop he stopped, got out and stretched, fouled the air, then hung his cock out and pissed on the manicured lawn.  Save for himself there was only two big rigs parked off to one side and a van.  The hour was late, before midnight, and the air cool with the heavy scent of rain fermenting.\par
\tab Parked at an angle so as no one from the trucks or van could see, Rain opened the passenger side door, swung his passenger\rquote s legs out, and \ldblquote checked\rdblquote  her.  A little dampness was there.  The seat, a brown leather covering, was also damp but easily cleaned up.\par
\tab It was a little awkward beings as the front passenger seat wasn\rquote t a bench seat but a typical one-person seat but off came the girl\rquote s shoes, socks, and then pants.  She hadn\rquote t \ldblquote wet\rdblquote  them too badly and they were discarded into the middle section of the SUV.  Then came the pinkish panties.  Rain sniffed them and grew intensely horny.  The young girl remained calm and oblivious.  He got her name from her book bag \ldblquote Amelia!  Dragon Slayer!\rdblquote  hmmm\par
\tab She was eleven and had a nice crop of pubes on her virgin cunny.  Rain fingered the damp snatch; then checking right, left, and then all around he \ldblquote went down\rdblquote  on the girl right then and there.  Right then and there!  The taste of the girl\rquote s pee he didn\rquote t mind.  He licked the entire pussy before wonton lust brought him (and the girl) into the middle section.\par
\tab The passenger door was closed; all windows up.  The windows were heavily tinted and that served optimum security purposes; air was still needed, though, so the moonroof was opened a bit and the naughty business commenced.\par
\tab Off came the multi layering of outerwear; a green long sleeved sweat shirt, an open unbuttoned checkered blue boy\rquote s shirt, a printed tee-shirt, and basic white bra.  She was eleven and had some pleasing mounds of which Rain partook of with his hands and mouth.  Sex was imminent.\par
\tab With Amelia naked he sat back checking her out.\par
\tab Why had she been alone, pissed off, at the bus stop?\par
\tab A little mind probing uncovered that she was a part of a dance troupe and was trying out for a role in a school play.  Amelia was up for a lead role; Danica Smather\rquote s, a friend, secretly wanted that role\emdash it was a prominent solo dance for five minutes.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ms. Lipshire wants us to do the Gangman dance.\rdblquote  Danica told her.\par
\tab But it wasn\rquote t the Gangman Ms. Lipshire actually wanted, it was the more simple standard arabesque.  So when Amelia went into the modern day popular dance\emdash in front of her classmates, studio, and Ms. Lisphire, all to find out afterwards she had done the wrong dance\emdash Amelia was more than humiliated but backstabbed.\par
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\tab Soft, delicate body\emdash as most girls had.  Small tiny hairs growing on her pussy, her very virginal pussy.  Rain didn\rquote t probe her mind too much\emdash although he could have.  Just why she was pissed off at the bus stop and left it at that.  The yellow \ldblquote evening\rdblquote  light from the surrounding parking lot light flooded the area and gave just enough light into the interior of the SUV to bathe the naked pre-teen in a lovely shade of insight.\par
\tab Rain shed his clothes then lay beside the girl on the middle seats that were  positioned back to make an impromptu bed (of sorts.)  There he lightly fingered the girl, checked her all over, then slowly mounted her.  The girl\rquote s blue eyes stared thru him.  He stared back and added a smile.  Then he added his cock\emdash to her tantalizing pussy.\par
\tab Ah, nothing like banging a virgin.\par
\tab Closing his eyes, lifting himself up just so to clear the girl so as not to crush her, Rain Sarcarion made as gentle entry into her sex as possible.  Amelia made a body twist, a grunt, a groan, and a frown.  Rain found the resisting membrane and busted it cleanly causing the youngster to give a little yelp.\par
\tab The pumping soon came thereafter\emdash so did the rain.\par
\tab Not far away in the town of Mirrormont and Rain\rquote s brother, Cloud, was also up to narly shenanigans.  He was a few years younger than Rain, did a stint in the Navy, then \ldblquote disappeared\rdblquote  for a few years \ldblquote finding himself.\rdblquote   He married a Cherokee woman and after smoking some godawful peyote he went on a wayward \ldblquote spaciological interplanetary expediation of the mind.\rdblquote\par
\tab He tripped out.\par
\tab Whether or not he was still married wasn\rquote t known.  He remembered being in New Mexico; then a sweat lodge in Arizona; then in jail in Alaska.  After making his way back to Mirrormont he settled back in with his brother and phased back into the land of the real.  Reality\emdash what a concept!\par
\tab As much as Rain was into extra-curricular activities not approved of by society, so was Cloud.  A little different but not by much.  He, too, had a mind altering device (don\rquote t everybody?) but his was handmade.  In the Navy he was an electronic wizard.  In private life he was a wizard of electronics.  The vcr was still set to 12:00 but the toaster chimed on the half hour.\par
\tab  In an under-the-house room (basement) fifteen year old Lucy sat in stunned silence alongside twelve year old Mitchell.  Low lighting conditions but Lucy could see cinderblocks, a thick blue carpeted floor, and not much else.  The lighting was adjustable and as she and Mitchell sat shoulder to shoulder virtually holding their breath, they saw just some feet from them a boy and a girl come into view.\par
\tab Air conditioned air kissed Lucy\rquote s face; her stomach grumbled and she had to pee.  But fear and trepidation kept her fear (and need to pee) at bay.  Also seen was a low laying bed, a futon.  It had a thin mattress, no pillow.  The boy, with short sandy brown hair and a lanky body, was about twelve\emdash so was the girl.  The boy came into view, looked sheepishly around, then shucked his long brown jeans and tossed them out of view.  No undies.  No shoes, either.  Off came his green tee-shirt and there he was\emdash naked.\par
\tab There was a slight gasp\emdash but not from Lucy or Mitch; there were others; behind Lucy.  She sat, as did Mitchell, with legs folded.  For a time she had been tethered, restrained.  Then, as she was unrestrained and settled down on the floor,\par
\tab\ldblquote Don\rquote t move, not an inch,\rdblquote  she was warned by a masked man, \ldblquote you do and you will be tied up and punished.\rdblquote\par
\tab In no way did Lucy want to be \ldblquote punished\rdblquote .\par
\tab She sighed, griped herself, and waited.\par
\tab The girl had long shoulder length brown hair.  Bell bottom blue pants with lots of sequence doo-dads all over them.  Down they came revealing red bikini style panties.  No hesitation.  The girl kicked the clothes away then pulled off a red tee-shirt and ditched the bra also.\par
\tab The two then stood just feet from Lucy and Mitchell\emdash for viewing or something.  Then they faced one another and the girl, Aurora, moved to her knees.  No expression could be seen on her face\emdash the light was not good enough for that.  She took the boy\rquote s semi hard penis and began stroking it to full hardness.  She also kissed it and licked it like an ice cream.\par
\tab Lucy felt her heart beating out of her chest.\par
\tab Mitchell was uncomfortable, stunned, and getting a serious hard-on.\par
\tab The lighting increased, just where the bed was.  Above the bed was a picture of a three-headed dog, the mythical Cerberus.  Just a note; if you ever think that mythology is boring, consider:  just remember, Cerberus, the hell-hound of Hades, guardian of the Underworld, comes from the Indo-European root word \u409?erberos; which evolved into kerberous which got changed to cerberus when it went to Greek to Latin.  \u408?erberos means \ldblquote spotted.\rdblquote   So, that means that the Hades, Lord of the Dead, literally named his dog\emdash Spot.\par
\tab Aurora sucked and sucked and sucked\emdash like a pro!  She cupped the boy\rquote s butt as well as his nut sac and sucked and sucked and sucked.  Then, just before explosive developments the girl stopped and laid herself out on the low laying bed.  The boy stroked his slobbered on penis and then went down on the girl licking her out.  The view was fantastic as Lucy and Mitchell, and the others behind them, got a bulls-eye viewing of the boy\rquote s swinging balls and bare ass\emdash as well as his tongue action to the girl\rquote s pussy.\par
\tab\lquote have you ever seen anything like that before?\rquote  a Voice asked of Lucy.\par
\tab She was pretty stunned\emdash by the invasion into her mind, the question, and what she was being questioned of\emdash the viewing.\par
\tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote  she answered aloud.\par
\tab A few seconds later and Mitchell answered \ldblquote No\rdblquote  aloud also.\par
\tab Soon and \ldblquote Scotty\rdblquote  was on top of Aurora sliding his cock into her sex.\par
\tab Lucy sat with eyes wide.  She had the concept of what sex was and the act thereof, but had not seen sex in action.  It was an eye opener regardless of the participants.\par
\tab Lucy heard, \lquote do-you-want-to-take-your-cock-out\rquote  pause \lquote and-play-with-it?\rquote\par
\tab Beside her and Mitchell licked his lips; his eyes were locked onto Scotty\rquote s bouncing ass.  The air was filled with the slapping of the boy\rquote s testicles, gruntings, and silent weepings (from behind).  Slowly and did Mitchell lean back and fuss with his pants.  Out of the corner of her eye and Lucy could see the boy haul out his cock.  Lucy and Mitchell were friends and how they came to be where they were was a bit of a blur to Lucy.  Last she remembered they were at a park playing soccer.\par
\tab Soon and young Scotty was pumping like a mad rabid dog.  The girl\rquote s legs flailed all about and at times wrapped about his body.  And at one time Lucy wasn\rquote t certain but she thought she saw someone standing off to one side.  But she wasn\rquote t sure.  Aurora made calls out to God and other inaudible sounds before succumbing to cumming.\par
\tab Scotty made the most of cumming off with a final finale of exceeding warp speed.  His young butt cheeks tightened up and the experience was a mind boggling one to beat all.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sonofabitch!\rdblquote  he exclaimed as he pulled out.\par
\tab Young Aurora lay heaving.  Streams of cum oozed from her cunny.  Scotty lay on his back beside her, his young pud semi hard still producing sperm.  Silence there was; Mitchell methodically played with his hard cock.  He was twelve, like Scotty and Aurora.\par
\tab Lucy heard but not directed at her,\par
\tab\lquote stand-up-take-off-your-clothes.\rquote\par
\tab Mitchell stood up and slipped off all of his clothes.\par
\tab Lucy breathed hard.  Behind her, again, she heard gasps.\par
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\tab An \ldblquote Oh My God!\rdblquote  was uttered from someone behind Lucy; she herself had the phrase on her lips\emdash watching as her young friend stood before the twelve year old girl receiving a blowjob.  Lucy really didn\rquote t know quite what to think about it; her thoughts were tumbled.  She herself had never given head and had no clear idea what it would be like (to suck a guy\rquote s dick.)  She was only slightly repulsed but realized, too, that the guy\rquote s dick was not really \ldblquote dirty\rdblquote  as it was kept cleanly inside his underwear.\par
\tab Still, though\emdash ewewew!\par
\tab The young girl slurped on Mitch\rquote s schlong all the while fingering herself.\par
\tab The young boy remained laid out on the futon\emdash also fingering himself.\par
\tab Suddenly and there was the cum off; the cream from Mitch\rquote s dick exploded into Aurora\rquote s mouth with dramatic fashion.  Most of the drama coming from Mitch himself as he rocked into the young girl sucking him.  His cum leaked out the corners of the girl\rquote s mouth and when he pulled free there were ropey strands of his spunk from her mouth to his piss slit.\par
\tab The girl then moved to the bed, opened her legs, and Mitch moved to her on an \ldblquote urging\rdblquote  from a mysterious Voice Lucy also heard faintly.  Having never licked out a girl\rquote s cunny before the boy was schooled in the proper procedure and quickly picked up on the task.  He was a little grossed out as the boy laying beside her had freshly fucked her.\par
\tab Lucy had a bold viewing of Mitchell\rquote s swing nads and bare lily white ass.\par
\tab\lquote have you ever wanted to be naughty with him?\rquote\par
\tab Lucy reared her head back\emdash the concept never crossed her mind.\par
\tab She shook her head, pursed her lips, and really needed to go pee.\par
\tab\lquote would you\emdash suck his cock?\rquote\par
\tab A sucker punch; she felt like she had been socked in the stomach.\par
\tab That concept never crossed her mind, either.\par
\tab On the bed and Mitchell took to sex like he knew how.  Lucy was floored, she breathed hard, harder, watching a sex act take place right before her.  She had a mild concept of what \ldblquote conception\rdblquote  was all about but it was never so vivid as \ldblquote right in her face.\rdblquote\par
\tab Mitchell\rquote s mind was abuzz with the act he was participating in.  It was fantastic!  The feelings were beyond his imagination.  Jerking off would now forever take a backseat.  Pussy was the thing.  The only thing.\par
\tab Did it matter that the girl beneath him was twelve?\par
\tab Nope!\par
\tab Mitchell didn\rquote t even think about it.  Age was meaningless.\par
\tab\lquote what if she were\emdash ten?\rquote\par
\tab Mitchell slowed his pumping to think about that.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t know.\par
\tab The fucking continued.  His cock was exponentially experiencing feelings never before thought possible.  And after just a few minutes there were even more feelings.  His progress stepped up a notch and the explosion that was orgasmic pushed the boy over the edge.\par
\tab Normally and Mitchell Brairwood was an average lad; played soccer with his mates, played the cello, had numerous friends\emdash girls and boys, a popular friend, scored well scholastically, farted privately, sang in his church\rquote s choir as well as school choir.  A good kid.  He didn\rquote t cuss, burp publically, or make crude jokes.  He was not a sex crazed demon and didn\rquote t sneak peeks at girls in short skirts.\par
\tab There was normalcy about him; he liked girls, he liked girls in skirts and dress, short shorts, and swimsuits\emdash but he wasn\rquote t 100% sure why.  But he was twelve, too.  Only recently had he found the pleasures of pleasuring himself; in the shower mostly but in bed, too.  And the concept of hand manipulation was elusive\emdash save for when in the shower.  In bed, he found rolling over onto his stomach and \ldblquote humping\rdblquote  his bed served him better.  He thought of various girl, spanked and squeezed his ass, and soiled his sheets.\par
\tab Lucy sat in utter amazement\emdash then realized there was a tingling sensation sensationally tingling her!  Between her legs!  Oh!  She tried to deny it but it wasn\rquote t going away.  No way\emdash no how.\par
\tab\lquote do you \ldblquote get after it\rdblquote ?\rquote  the Voice asked casually.\par
\tab Lucy couldn\rquote t breathe.  She couldn\rquote t think.\par
\tab\lquote do you FINGER yourself?\rquote  the Voice asked a little more than casually.\par
\tab At first and Lucy Barnburn shook her head indicating No.  But, she answered on wavering lips, \ldblquote Yes.\rdblquote\par
\tab\lquote stand up.\rquote  said the Voice, \lquote take off your clothes.\rquote\par
\tab Mitchell humped a good hump; his young tender butt cheeks tightened up as he entered into that final phase of orgasm.  \ldblquote HOLY SHIT!\rdblquote  he exclaimed.  It was totally out of character for him and Lucy didn\rquote t know he even knew the bad word he blurted.  \par
\tab The boy pounded Aurora\rquote s pussy till there was no more to give.  Exhausted, the boy rolled over to the other side of the girl and lay heaving, sweating, and totally blitzed.  It was the most amazing (but draining) thing ever; one that after some careful thought he wanted to repeat many-many-many times over.\par
\tab Lucy stood in a daze; a naked daze.  She was old enough, wise enough, to know and realize that she was in deep shit.  Failure to comply was not an option.  She knew, too, that she (and her young friend) were under the power of some electronic device.\par
\tab Resistance was futile.\par
\tab Compliance was the only way (out).\par
\tab But it sure was a toughie!\par
\tab Her eyes rested on Mitchell.  He had lily white legs despite most his time was outdoors playing some sport or another.  He was average in weight and height; blond haired, blue eyes, very friendly, and a nice looking kid.  And it mattered not to him, or to Lucy, that there was an age difference.  Big deal, three years.  They palled around; went to the pizzeria, the movies, and miniature golfing\emdash as friends.  And usually with others\emdash his age and hers.  But still\emdash on reflection, there was something there.  Something.\par
\tab And \ldblquote something\rdblquote  was leaking from his cock.\par
\tab Little boys she had seen naked; boys she babysat for.  Medical books, school health books, and crude drawings on the bathroom wall gave her insight on the detail of a boy\rquote s body.  Some girls she knew, her age, were indeed engaging sexually\emdash with boys.  She herself wasn\rquote t ready.  That didn\rquote t mean she wasn\rquote t curious\emdash she was.  Greatly.  But fear of getting pregnant was the big hold up there.  A lack of a boyfriend another.  She WAS fingering herself and found the handheld shower wand a marvelous ploy in the mysterious ways of achieving \ldblquote good feelings.\rdblquote\par
\tab And on further contemplation\emdash if she WERE to have sex with anyone?\par
\tab Mitchell would be the one.\par
\tab Sure, it likely wouldn\rquote t happen; he was twelve!  They were friends.  He was twelve!  She was sure to some extent that he probably was jerking off\emdash did he think of her when he did?  He was a boy, soooooo, he probably would jump at the chance to \ldblquote jump her bones.\rdblquote\par
\tab If he expressed somehow his desire to do so (jump her bones) would she submit?  Would she let him?  Would she be just as eager?  Hmmm  more pause for reflection and contemplation.\par
\tab Meanwhile,\par
\tab\lquote suck him.\rquote\par
\tab\lquote Oh My God!\rquote\par
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\pard\tab The concept was not elusive\emdash she knew what \ldblquote suck him\rdblquote  referred to.  It was just that \ldblquote he was twelve!\rdblquote   Mitchell was her friend, a pal\emdash and he was twelve!  At first she shook her head\emdash mostly in disbelief.  As she hesitated\emdash\par
\tab A shadowy figure suddenly appeared, grabbed up the girl\rquote s legs and lifted them, then swatted the girl\rquote s bare ass.  One swat, but it was swift and harsh.  The girl cried out and fussed but the might of the \ldblquote shadowy figure\rdblquote  was strong.\par
\tab\lquote suck him.\rquote  repeated the Voice.\par
\tab Lucy was stunned, shocked, horrified.  But she didn\rquote t want any harm to come further to the girl\emdash soooo, on her knees and to Mitchell\rquote s cock she went.\par
\tab He stomach turned and churned.  Her asshole clenched!  Great trepidation there was within the fifteen year old.  The concept of \ldblquote cock sucking\rdblquote  she was aware of but had never participated in the act.  She had heard of other girls describing the performance as likened to sucking/eating string cheese.  String cheese!\par
\tab Holding her breath she leaned down; beside them and the young girl lay twisting and crying as her bare ass was seared instantly by the harsh one-time swat.  The boy on the other side was sitting up but not interacting.\par
\tab No details there were of the \ldblquote shadowy figure.\rdblquote\par
\tab There was nothing to do but do it.  So, with eyes closed tight, she took Mitchell\rquote s schlong that was partly still hard and then partly not so much and drove her mouth down on it to the base.\par
\tab It didn\rquote t remind her of string cheese at all.\par
\tab It was gross.\par
\tab Of course, it had just been in Aurora\rquote s pussy, too.\par
\tab Retching and gagging, though, Lucy sucked the cock of her young friend until,\par
\tab\lquote that\rquote s enough.\rquote\par
\tab Just in time\emdash Lucy was right on the verge of vomiting.\par
\tab Then,\par
\tab\lquote ride him.\rquote\par
\tab Oh shit.\par
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\tab Although no details were given to the command \ldblquote ride him\rdblquote ; Lucy knew what it referred to just the same.  The act didn\rquote t necessarily repulse her it was just that it was in front of the \ldblquote shadowy figure\rdblquote  and whoever the fuck else was behind her unseen.\par
\tab She was quaking all over and still felt \ldblquote unwell.\rdblquote   But once more, closing her eyes, she moved up and mounted her friend and \ldblquote rode him.\rdblquote   Being stabbed in the cunt by a foreign object\emdash wow\emdash what a concept!\par
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\pard\tab Hmmm, to describe it?  Hmmm  not too much unlike diddling herself, but with \ldblquote pressure.\rdblquote   When inserting a tampon there was something there; when exciting her clit there was something there.  When sliding down on Mitchell\rquote s cock\emdash there was SOMETHING there.  It was indescribable; a little frightening, a little intriguing, a lot concerning.\par
\tab He was a cummer.\par
\tab She had seen him produce sperm and that meant he could very well impregnate her.  That would be bad.  Very bad.  Still, there, she was curious and there was no denying the feeling that Mitchell\rquote s schlong gave her.  There was a tingling sensation that rivered thru her body\emdash her nipples hardened and she was shuddered like she had the chills.\par
\tab And the more she \ldblquote rode\rdblquote  Mitchell the more the shuddering intensified her sexual feelings.  The tingling sensation erupted within her sending shivers all over her causing her to \ldblquote clench.\rdblquote   Her mind blanked.  She shuddered, shivered, and experienced her very first orgasm.\par
\tab Mitchell blasted a fresh hot load of spunk up into his teen friend experiencing his own orgasm\emdash but it wasn\rquote t his first.  And his orgasm was brief whereas Lucy\rquote s was a little longer lasting.\par
\tab When it was over\emdash it was just beginning.  Some time had passed from when after she had dismounted Mitch and when she was told to turn around and get on her knees.  There was a little delirium in her mind clouding her but in minutes that cleared and there was a boy before her\emdash naked.\par
\tab\lquote suck him.\rquote\par
\tab Lucy sighed\emdash how many more boys were there in the darkness?\par
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Music to my ears\par
\tab She had learned the 12 Keys of Music, Major Scale, Intervals, Chords of the Major Scale, and the Circle of Fifths.  She was well versed in Music Theory and had mastered several pieces of music most students had not.  She was also quite pretty.  Very pretty.  And Master Instructor Harold Sarcarion was smitten.  He so wanted to see her come to his music studio in her panties.  He so wanted to see the girl sit at his piano\emdash naked.  He so wanted to see the girl laid out on the daybed at the window, naked, legs spread, inviting.\par
\tab He so wanted to fuck the pretty ten year old and then do it again.\par
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\pard\tab Harold Sarcarion was a music instructor who also operated a park, an open air museum located ON the park as well as a music conservatory.  The park had chess stations as well as a large chess board where PEOPLE served as chess pieces.  There, too, were easels set up for people to paint what they saw (or thought.)\par
\tab Although young adults were attractive\emdash he wasn\rquote t interested.\par
\tab Teenagers, eighteen, nineteen, even seventeen were of little interest.\par
\tab Teen girls from thirteen to sixteen served the music professor more.\par
\tab But it was girls around the age of ten that got his attention the most.\par
\tab Sure, the girls in their teens were just as pretty, had form, breasts, more definition in their posteriors, but for \ldblquote sweetness\rdblquote , charm, and general overall appearance\emdash a ten year old was \ldblquote just the thing!\rdblquote   And with his grandsons, Rain and Cloud, Harold \ldblquote Storm\rdblquote  Scararion had opportunity.\par
\tab Of course, there were security concerns\emdash and everybody, fresh from the womb and one foot in the grave, had a means of detecting those \ldblquote opportunities.\rdblquote   Detectors and Preventors were the mainstay of the day; but, there, too; as with all electronic devices\emdash i.e. computers, the latest techno gadget, as soon as it is purchased or yea even produced\emdash it\rquote s obsolete.  The means to defeat a D/P is always on the horizon and often created before the D/P!\par
\tab So, Harold \ldblquote Storm\rdblquote  kept his wits about him lest someone named \ldblquote Bubba\rdblquote  keep them for him.  He was mindful of his young charges who sought his wisdom and instruction\emdash but there were occasions whereas a certain student warmed the cockles of his soul\emdash his cock, balls, and so on.\par
\tab Amy Loralie was one such.\par
\tab She was ten, the right age.  Long blond hair, blue eyes, a sweet-sweet face; a little lumpy, always-always in a nice-nice dress just to her knees.  Very polite, very bright, and took to music lessons and instruction very well.  Storm was very well smitten by her and after only one session with her he wanted to see her sitting beside him clad only in her panties.\par
\tab Other thoughts had her walking about his studio naked.\par
\tab Other thoughts had her laid out on the daybed in his studio, legs open, ready to receive his \ldblquote other\rdblquote  instruction.  Very muchly did he want to eat out her pussy, to jam a finger into her cunt, up her butt, and massage her pussy with his tongue.  OH!  His thoughts, his desires, increased outer worldly with each weekly session\emdash the girl came on Tuesdays and Thursdays and Harold Storm couldn\rquote t wait.\par
\tab It was an obsession, sure; he loved his music, he loved his park, and he loved Amy.  He was more than \ldblquote smitten\rdblquote  with the girl; she was so pretty!  To fuck her he wasn\rquote t sure; but he was sure that he wanted to see her naked, legs spread, etc.  To lay on her humping her, grinding, and soiling her would go a long way in satisfying his wonton lust.\par
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\tab\ldblquote Hey, Pop,\rdblquote  said grandson, Rain, \ldblquote storm\rquote s coming.\rdblquote\par
\tab The old man nodded, \ldblquote I know.\rdblquote  His kindly old eyes were once a dazzling blue but had faded some to hazel.  He was not bald but had a nice thick mop of graying hair, receding a bit but still not bald.  A single gold earring was in one ear, a sign of his rebellious years years before.  A naval tat was on one arm; an anchor, a tat of some woman (nude) was on the other.  Both tats were covered by his usual wear of long sleeves.\par
\tab Rain ushered in his Subject, Amelia.  She was re-clothed, minus her panties.  The panties were tossed to the old man at the chair in the modest kitchen of the home they shared.  The girl, mindless, stood by the breakfast table while Rain poured himself a cup of coffee.  Grandpa Storm handled the tossed pinkish panties expressing little emotion.\par
\tab\ldblquote Pop?\rdblquote  asked Rain out of concern, \ldblquote What\rquote s up?\rdblquote\par
\tab The old man, not really old, but, cocked his head, reared his head back and was in deep thought.  After a moment, and after eyeing Amelia,\par
\tab\ldblquote Got one yourself?\rdblquote  Rain surmised.\par
\tab Grandpa Storm nodded that it was so.\par
\tab The EMAD he and his brother had was new to the family and not overly used.  Rain was aware of his Grandpa\rquote s unnatural desires for his students.  In turn, Grandpa Storm was aware of his grandsons\rquote  \ldblquote unnatural\rdblquote  desires and their accomplishments of sating those desires.  Using his own wily ways, though, a pair of girl scouts had fallen prey to the old man; the unwary girls had come to the door hocking their wares (cookies) and were unwise to not follow their rule\emdash never go into a customer\rquote s house.\par
\tab Rain nodded, sipped his coffee, eyed Amelia, nodded to his Grandpa.\par
\tab\ldblquote Ok.\rdblquote  he said simply.\par
\tab The old man clutched the panties in his hand, then eyed the girl.\par
\tab Rain suppressed a smile then guided the girl to where his Grandpa sat.\par
\tab After a whisper of a subtle electronical command the girl slipped off her clothes and stood breathlessly naked.  Grandpa Storm eyed her, licked his lips, then reached out for her taking her between his legs.  In his mind, though, it was Amelia but Amy.  Rain leaned against the tiled counter sipping his coffee\'85\par
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Downstairs and this was happening\'85\par
\tab Karlos Backiswet had no sisters but plenty of girl cousins.  And of those cousins, many were under ten with some under six.  This gave him insight on the anatomy of a girl as those \ldblquote under six\rdblquote  often dashed about naked.  Girls clad in skimpy swimsuits also helped with the insight.\par
\tab But girls his age, eleven, were not so keenly developed in his mind.  As for masturbating?  Only recently had he made that astute discovery\emdash and he liked it!  He thought of his girl cousins, all of them, as well as family friend girls, and girls of his school.  If he had the chance, and sometimes he did, would he molest those girls \ldblquote under six\rdblquote  who dashed about naked?\par
\tab Damn straight\emdash and then some.\par
\tab The boy teetered, though, on the situation about him; to be naked and be so among some girls he knew\emdash and didn\rquote t\emdash as well as participate in the shadowy figure\rquote s quirky commands.  Karlos enjoyed being naked, and it was a dream cum true to be naked with girls.  He was a Mexican-American youth, just four months away from being twelve and a pre-teen.  Generally one of those \ldblquote happy-go-lucky\rdblquote  kids; he played soccer mostly but enjoyed baseball and running track, too.\par
\tab Lucy he knew only by sight from the sports park, not the park operated by Grandpa Scarcarion.  Mitchell, also.  Scotty and Aurora he didn\rquote t know.  Behind him, two of the four girls he knew.  There was another boy there among them, too.\par
\tab He had seen Lucy strip off her clothes; he had seen the girl suck Mitchell as well as \ldblquote ride\rdblquote  him.  His mind was tortured with what he had saw; both in pleasing joy and\emdash not so much.  He wasn\rquote t sure but he thought that they were all under the influence of a \ldblquote magical\rdblquote  electronical device.\par
\tab Very perceptive!\par
\tab How to react to all that was going on caused conflict within.  Seeing Lucy in her short green pants, red shorts, knee length jeans, really sent young Karlos.  Really!  Other girls of various ages also swooned the young boy and then all of a sudden, although he knew he had been kidnapped, there was Lucy\emdash buck naked!\par
\tab And that other girl (Aurora) she wasn\rquote t too bad, either!\par
\tab All those thoughts swimming in his mind, and the visual aid of Lucy and Aurora, sent Karlos\rquote  schlong into ultra-hard hardness.  Then when she got on her knees before him\emdash\par
\tab\lquote Holy shit!\rquote  he blurted into his mind.\par
\tab He was the opposite of repulsed.\par
\tab He didn\rquote t know her personally\emdash but had always secretly wanted to.  Would he actually ever really score with the girl?  Unlikely.  But to be her friend meant he would be closer to her and possibly there then would be a chance.  Not likely but possibly.\par
\tab His mind had virtually blanked out as she had come to him; she was naked and he missed most of her walk to him.  The air was cool in the room but he was burning hot.  All around him was inky darkness but he could see a cinder block wall to his right.  Lucy dropped to her knees, cupped his butt and balls, then took his cock into her mouth.\par
\tab Then took his COCK into her mouth!\par
\tab It was a dream.\par
\tab It had to be.\par
\tab He couldn\rquote t breathe.\par
\tab He couldn\rquote t think.\par
\tab The girl he barely knew her name was SUCKING his cock!\par
\tab Holy shit!\par
\tab And it felt good!\par
\tab\lquote how young is too young?\rquote  a Voice asked.\par
\tab Karlos was in panic mode.  Another teeter session was on him then some fool had to ask him \ldblquote how young was too young?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote I don\rquote t know.\rdblquote  He answered aloud.\par
\tab Lucy paused briefly as the boy blurted out his statement.  She herself had heard the question but it sounded like an echo and far away.  She sucked the boy\rquote s cock (and was still reeling a bit from her earlier antics with Mitchell.)\par
\tab Cock\emdash and then his balls.  At eleven, Karlos had early pubes and Lucy didn\rquote t make a face about \ldblquote flossing.\rdblquote   She sucked him wholly and received a bit of spunk for her efforts.\par
\tab\lquote go\emdash lay\emdash down.\rquote  Karlos heard but the command was not directed at him.\par
\tab Lucy stood up; locked eyes briefly to Karlos, then turned and walked the short distance to the futon bed.  Scotty and Aurora were still there, along with Mitchell.  Karlos heard something but it wasn\rquote t clear; muffled in his mind.  The two kids, the first pairing, got up and \ldblquote disappeared\rdblquote  into the dark off to one side.  A door was heard squeaking and then shut.  There was a bit of light from the bottom of the door and Karlos heard what could only be a shower.\par
\tab A bathroom.\par
\tab\lquote go to her.\rquote  the Voice said inside Karlos\rquote  mind.\par
\tab Karlos knew\emdash he knew what was in store.  Was he excited?\par
\tab Hell ya!\par
\tab There was a tiny bit of hesitation; a little concern about what was going to happen.  But then again, \lquote heck, I\rquote m being \ldblquote forced\rdblquote !\rquote\par
\tab Positioning himself on Lucy and Karlos felt his cock shooting bits of cum right off.  It couldn\rquote t be helped.  He was no longer in charge of his cock\rquote s doing.  Then, slipping in passed the girl\rquote s sex entrance and more cum was firing prematurely.  Still couldn\rquote t be helped and Karlos\emdash didn\rquote t care.  His cock was still stiff enough and into the girl\rquote s cunt he went.\par
\tab He had no idea fucking could be so incredible.\par
\tab His mind blanked.  His hips began automatically humping.  He wanted to say something to Lucy; like, \ldblquote I\rquote m sorry\rdblquote  but nothing passed his lips.  A power stroke here\emdash a power stroke there and it was all over.  He lasted just under a minute of pumping before releasing a torrent of pent up spunk.\par
\tab Lucy took holt of the boy\rquote s humping ass; he wasn\rquote t an expert but he was eleven, too.  Lucy herself wasn\rquote t an \ldblquote expert\rdblquote  but was learning\emdash learning that getting fucked (laid) wasn\rquote t that bad a deal.  Her mind was blank a little, too, concerning that it was Karlos\emdash a boy she knew.\par
\tab Logan.\par
\tab Mmmmm, Logan McMastercylynder.  She was a boy her age and she very-very-very muchly wouldn\rquote t mind getting laid (fucked) by him.  Terry Boldshiver, either.  Tommy Hardcheese, Eric Moleinmipocket, Adam Whatfarted.\par
\tab And Darren Domuch\emdash he was thirteen, but almost fourteen.  Regardless, he was cute and yah\emdash yeah, she wouldn\rquote t mind getting boned by him, either!\par
\tab\lquote sit-on-her-chest.\rquote  Lucy heard.\par
\tab Karlos came sliding his sweaty body up her body to straddle her chest, his cock between her breasts.  Slowly and the boy began to pump.  There was a bit of \ldblquote smell\rdblquote  slipping into Lucy\rquote s nostrils; a little disgusting making her wonder.  Cum oozed out of the piss slit and up close and personal she was fascinated beyond belief.\par
\tab She had sucked him.\par
\tab She had sucked him and her pussy and tingled\emdash and became \ldblquote wet.\rdblquote\par
\tab Other pesky thoughts about her situation seemed to be fading.  All she wanted to do was suck, be sucked, and be fucked (laid.)  She also (still) had to pee\emdash something of which she did right then and there.  The relief was fantastic!  The spanking for pissing/soiling the bed\emdash not so much.\par
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The sated storm\par
\tab There\rquote s rain\emdash and then there\rquote s \ldblquote Need a boat?  I Noah guy!\rdblquote\par
\tab The Northwest hunk of the country, specifically Oregon and Washington (US) gets a lot of rain.  A lot.  When it\rquote s not raining\emdash it\rquote s fixing to rain.  Buckets of rain.  The average across the whole of England is about 36 inches a year - it seems a lot more than that because we have a lot of light rain\emdash drizzle.\par
\tab The place with the most rainfall in England is at a place called Seathwaite with an average annual rainfall of 98 inches. It\rquote s all because we have predominantly southwest airflow over the country which brings all the moisture off the Atlantic.   With that being said, Seattle\rquote s average rainfall is 942 mm (37.1 inches) per year, less than New York City\rquote s 1173 mm (46.2 inches).\par
\tab The only way to enjoy a rain/storm is with a strong cup of tea (or coffee.)\par
\tab Rain Scarcarion did just that.  He mulled over his Grandpa\rquote s antics with Amelia\emdash the hugging, the cupping of her butt, squeezing her butt, then laying her out on the kitchen table taking off her clothing.\par
\tab Rain watched coldly as the old man schlepped his salami into the youngster.\par
\tab No emotion\emdash from Rain, the old man, or the little girl who had been dissed by a friend.  Outside and the rainstorm was in full strength.  An urge was building in Rain but he hoped to quell it in hopes of maintaining his freedom.  Caution was the key; one or two Targets at a time.  Any more than that and you risk security\emdash and freedom!\par
\tab Rain acquired one or two at a time\emdash whereas his brother, Cloud, was into mass acquisitions.  He was bold, brash, foolish, and risky.  Somehow, though, he had managed to keep his coolie safe.\par
\tab Grandpa Storm pumped the young girl on the table with a steady mindset; his aged penis was 2x4 hard pumping into the girl\rquote s sex like a piston.  The young girl made small grunts and moans but remained steadfastly mindless.  And at length the old man achieved his ultimate goal cumming off nicely in Amelia, then pulling out to hump the gash and squirt a ropey strand of spunk up the girl\rquote s body reaching clear to her chin!\par
\tab Another dash into her sex to finish off and the old man was satisfied.\par
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If you see two horseflies on a fencepost you know they\rquote re talking about a horse\par
A British law states that an Englishman must not sell a horse to a Scotsman. \par
In London, England, law required taxi drivers to\b  \b0 carry a bale of hay\b  \b0 on top of their cabs to feed their horses.  The law was in force until 1976.\par
There\rquote s nothing like 17 hands between your legs!  OH!\par
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\tab\ldblquote Take off your clothes.\rdblquote   Just like that, Take Off Your Clothes!\par
\tab The \lquote Oh shit!\rquote  look befell Hanna Kartweel, of whom the command was given.  Her breath (and yea her mind) were already taken by earlier events.  Already she had seen her young friends, Julianne, Katie, Angela, Mitchell, Karlos, and Martin strip off their clothes and participate in the shadowy figure\rquote s horrendous commands.  She gathered it was for his enjoyment, sexual perversion, and twisted sick mind.\par
\tab She didn\rquote t know why, though, everyone complied.\par
\tab Fear mostly, she assumed.  The man was menacing.  He was a man, tall, thin, and had some mysterious way about him.  No one denied him regardless of how horrible the command was.  Lucy had sucked off on the boys, Karlos and Martin, and then later the Shadow Man.  Then, Karlos and Martin had sex with her\emdash in more ways than Hanna knew possible.  Including both boys at the same time!\par
\tab Then, each in turn, Julianne, Katie, Angela, sucked Karlos and Martin.\par
\tab Then girls laid down on the futon (the mattress turned over) and the boys took turns licking them where they peed.  Then,\par
\tab Karlos, after licking out Julianne\rquote s pussy laid on her settling his cock on her virgin slit.  The girl had sucked his cock like a pro\emdash but had never done so before.  She was a natural!  She did make a face and retch but otherwise performed the oral copulation without too much a fuss.  She was giddy about being fingered and even more so when Karlos\rquote  tongue tongued her.\par
\tab After the tonguing and the boy lay on her\emdash and everyone in the drab darkened room could see from behind his hardened penis sliding into her vagina.  Breathes were halted as the full penetration took place.  It seemed like forever but was only a minute.  There was very little blood but there was a slight yelp.\par
\tab Katie Ann was scared, Angela had peed herself with fright.\par
\tab Mitchell didn\rquote t like having to lick out Angela\rquote s pussy\emdash but he did and did so quickly to get it over with.  Then, as Karlos got it on with the pumping in Julianne, and Martin worked on tonguing out Katie Ann, Mitchell entered virgin Angela.\par
\tab Lucy and Hanna were aghast.\par
\tab Hanna knew\emdash she just knew, that when the boys were finished with the girls\emdash her turn.  She had no idea what to expect.  The Shadow Man had asked her questions but they seemed to be more like echoes in a deep canyon.  She heard them but couldn\rquote t make sense of them.\par
\tab Karlos came off in Julianne with dramatic fashion.  He made some audible announcement and power fucked the last seconds of his union.  A great deal of ball juice spewed into the girl\rquote s cunny; then he pulled out and sperm aplenty exploded onto Julianne\rquote s belly.  The boy was exhausted and Julianne was mindless.\par
\tab After the boys had \ldblquote done\rdblquote  the girls there was a brief rest period.  The girls got up one-two-three and went into the bathroom to shower\emdash together.  The door was kept open and the boys set on their knees watching.  The girls showered in a small stall, then dried themselves, allowed to brush their hair, and then sit at a table to have lunch.\par
\tab The boys then went into the bathroom to shower\emdash together.\par
\tab The boys weren\rquote t too enthused to do so but a stern look from the Shadow Man and they complied.  More of the room was illuminated by what light Hanna didn\rquote t know or see.  She was the last girl and she knew\emdash she knew she would be next.  The last one.\par
\tab Lucy got to shower by herself\emdash but everyone watched her.\par
\tab The first two kids, Scotty and Aurora were not present.\par
\tab Lunch consisted of corndogs, chili cheese fries, and sodas.\par
\tab Afterwards, and the boys had their lunch, the boys stood up shoulder to shoulder.   Julianne was directed (by the Shadow Man) to get on her knees before Mitchell.  Katie got on her knees before Karlos and Angela on her knees was in front of Martin.  The girls took holt of the boys\rquote  wangs and lightly masturbated them.  Lucy and Hanna sat on their knees side by side watching with baited breath.\par
\tab Mitchell didn\rquote t cum in Julianne\rquote s mouth but her hair.  The boy was in some agony as he struggled to get his nut and on his own pulled out and began furiously jerking off only to be electronically minded to \lquote fuck her face.\rquote   Mitchell took a moment to bend his mind around that concept and then proceeded.\par
\tab A huge gob of cum spurted from his piss slit messing on top of Julianne\rquote s head.  The boy seemed utterly relieved.  Julianne had Mitchell\rquote s nuggets in her mouth but was still grossed out by the squirt.  Mitchell continued humping her face until he nearly passed out.\par
\tab After the other boys, too, got their blowjobs\emdash and subsequently orgasms therein, the girls laid out on the futon (again).  Then, pulling their legs back the boys were introduced into Rim Jobbing.  Although the girls\rquote  holes there were clean it was just the thought of licking a poop hole that grossed them out.  Still, though,\par
\tab The boys licked and not one retched, gagged, or puked.\par
\tab They also licked the girl\rquote s pussies one more time.  Then,\par
\tab Julianne on her back, legs back; Mitchell moved up slapping his cock against her pussy but not entering\emdash not there.  The other hole.  Ye olde back door hole.  It was tough going and his penis bent.  It was hard but not hard enough.  The Shadow Man told the boy to \ldblquote spit on it\rdblquote , finger it, then handed him a small packet that when torn open dripped a gooey substance sufficient for lubing up a no-go hole.  Thereafter and after a little effort on Mitch\rquote s part and sodomy sweet sodomy was\emdash a go.\par
\tab For Katie, she assumed the backdoor treatment from the position of being on her knees.  Karlos smiled and admired the girl\rquote s back end before proceeding.  He, too, licked, applied spittle, applied the cock grease from the small packet provided him, then engaged with the practice that was butt fucking.\par
\tab Martin burrowed his schlong into Angela; a demure thing, reserved in her persona she was; quiet, calm, timid.  The two lay on their sides\emdash with Martin behind her drilling her virgin shitter with his part Mexican cock.\par
\tab Katie was the one who didn\rquote t enjoy being reamed.  Angela tolerated the intrusion with a mild upset.  The boys\emdash well, they didn\rquote t seem to mind whatsoever.  Mitchell failed to cum\emdash he was empty.  Karlos produced a little bit o\rquote  semen but it was very little.  Martin came, though; giving a river of spunk and there was more to give!\par
\tab Lucy and Hanna knew their turn was next.\par
\tab So right!\par
\tab And it was during the sodomy one-two-three that the Shadow Man appeared and appeared naked.  Lucy and Hanna weren\rquote t sure just when that happened but after the boys one-two-three \ldblquote finished\rdblquote  and lay heaving, sweating, heaving the shadowy figure of man disrupting their lives appeared at the lunch table\emdash naked.\par
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\pard\tab Trying not to stare and Hanna observed that the man was masturbating while watching the boys.  But like Lucy, though, despite trepidation, fear, fear of the unknown, fear of the known, Hanna was curious.  She was curious and there was an unmistakable tingling sensation sensationally tingling her vagina.\par
\tab Had she seen boys\emdash her age\emdash naked?\par
\tab Yes.\par
\tab Did she watch them?\par
\tab Yep.\par
\tab Did she finger herself?\par
\tab No.\par
\tab Would she like to get fucked?\par
\tab Insert goofy game show buzzers here.  No idea\emdash no clear idea.  The concept of sexual engagement with a boy was not a part of her mindset.  She was getting a hell of a lesson on Birds and Bees\emdash much-much more than what Mommy and Daddy had laid out to her years earlier.  Much more.\par
\tab Mitchell and Julianne went into the shower stall and bathed one another.\par
\tab They were followed by the next pairing, Karlos and Katie, then Martin and Angela.  The three girls then sat at the lunch table for snacks and more soda consumption.\par
\tab\lquote Here it comes.\rquote  thought Hanna\emdash and Lucy.\par
\tab The naked Shadow Man, a tall lanky dude with thick dark hair, approached Lucy and Hanna.  Lucy suddenly moved\emdash slowly, but startled Hanna.  She heard nothing spoken but maybe she missed something.  Lucy took the man\rquote s hard manhood and began circle jerking it\emdash then she squeezed it at the base and leaned in.\par
\tab Hanna couldn\rquote t believe it.\par
\tab She further couldn\rquote t believe\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote Take off your clothes.\rdblquote\par
\tab With a sigh, though, Hanna undressed.  Slowly.\par
\tab All the while Lucy sucked the man\rquote s cock.\par
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\tab When it had begun she had thought casually she would be sucking one of the boys.  When it had begun she had thought casually she would be getting dicked by one of the boys.  Not so.  It was surreal; when the act of blowjob had been performed by Lucy it was Hanna\rquote s turn.  Her mind blanked out and she thought strangely of her horse, Nightwind.\par
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\pard\tab Nightwind was a palomino horsey type, 17 hands, light colored, huge mane and tail, and could gallop like the wind.  And Hanna loved riding him in the middle of the night right after a good rain!  The air was so fantastic and if the timing was right as she was riding back to the barn the morning\rquote s sun would gentle kiss them and warm them.\par
\tab And no, she wasn\rquote t supposed to be riding her horsey in the middle of the night.  Most times and she was able to slip back into her bed before anyone was the wiser.  Sometimes she was in the barn just putting Nightwind away when her dad came in on her.  He was none the wiser, either, thinking his daughter was an early riser.\par
\tab String cheese?  No, the man\rquote s cock in her mouth was far from being described as \ldblquote string cheese.\rdblquote   It was hot in her mouth, slick, previously slobbered on, and destined to possibly fuck her brains out.\par
\tab And the spunk?  Cum?  Ball juice?  Sperm?  What would THAT taste like?\par
\tab She hoped she wouldn\rquote t find out and she hoped doubly hoped that she would puke.  Then, like Mitchell had done unto Julianne, the man\rquote s man thing slipped out of her sucking mouth and up against her nose.  Her eyes were closed and closed all the tighter\emdash regardless, though, she \ldblquote saw\rdblquote  the cock against her face.  The man rode her face and his testicles\emdash his testicles were hairless and he put them in her mouth!\par
\tab Her stomach churned and she felt what could be described as heart burn.\par
\tab But it was bile.\par
\tab The man stuffed his prick back into her mouth jutting a little spunk matter coating the back of her throat thusly coating the bile that was progressively inching its way into her gullet.\par
\tab Mitchell, Julianne, Karlos, Katie, Martin, Angela watched then as Lucy and Hanna moved on their knees to the bed.  The man followed and the girls sat shoulder to shoulder, on their knees, at the foot of the bed.  The man stood just behind him flopping and waggling his cum dripping cock.  Fifteen year old Lucy was a pretty girl; a little stern in the face at times she was told, small teeth, a generous smile, bright brown eyes.  There was Mexican heritage in her family giving her the thick rich dark brown hair.\par
\tab At fifteen she had a nice set of jugs; more than ample and a little more than most girls her age but not oversized.  A nice form to her body; trim, slim, and \ldblquote just right.\rdblquote   She sat on her knees a little mindless, somewhat frightened, a lot concerned.\par
\tab\lquote get-on-the-bed.\rquote  Hanna heard a muffled voice.\par
\tab But it wasn\rquote t her to whom the Voice was directing.  Lucy moved onto the bed and remained on her hands-and-knees.  The Shadow Man came to the side of the bed and began caressing her ass.  Hanna sat on her knees staring straight ahead.  There were eight block cinder blocks vertical; eight horizontal.\par
\tab A strange inky darkness like a cloud there was all around; to the left of her was the lunch table with the others.  To the right\emdash nothing.  Her blue eyes came across Lucy and the naked man and quickly she moved to stare at the wall.\par
\tab She jumped, as did everyone else, when the man landed a swat to Lucy\rquote s bare ass.  Hanna clenched herself and felt herself peeing.  Her concerns and trepidations were replaced by fear\emdash pure fear.\par
\tab Another swat was landed followed by another before the hapless teen began to squirm.  And it was not until the teen\rquote s ass was a brilliant bright red that the abuse stopped.  Lucy was crying, sniveling and Hanna knew\emdash she knew that the same was going to happen to her.\par
\tab The man smoothed his hand over Lucy\rquote s burning ass then moved to position himself directly behind her.  Lucy continued to stare straight ahead and realized in fact that she had pissed herself.  Would that piss off the naughty man?  He was rocking back and forth; she heard a curious \ldblquote slap-slap-slap\rdblquote  sound quickening in the sullen room.  Gruntings and groanings also filled the room and out the corner of her eye she saw Mitchell pleasuring himself.\par
\tab Minutes later and the Shadow Man pulled away from Lucy.  She fell off to one side and even onto the floor.  Curling up into a fetal position she wept while the naked man sat on his heels watching her.  Hanna pursed her lips\emdash now she felt pressure to take a crap.\par
\tab\ldblquote Lay down.\rdblquote\par
\tab Oh shit.\par
\tab Oh shit\emdash oh shit\emdash oh shit.\par
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\tab Emily Sharpshed and Nina Phuckitt were her best friends; they had been so since kindergarten.  All three girls were excellent horsemen\emdash er, horsegirls; Emily had a palomino horse named Butterscotch; Nina had a pinto horse she called Magic.  And Hanna had her horsey, Nightwind\emdash also a palomino.\par
\tab The girls often rode their horses in the woods surrounding their homes; most times it was a half day ride\emdash so the other half of the day was riding back before sunset.  During time off from school the girls often got the chance to go a full day but they wanted to spend the night out, too.\par
\tab\ldblquote No.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote NO!\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Hell no!\rdblquote  from each of the girls\rquote  fathers.\par
\tab They were too young to be hoofing it out after hours.\par
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\pard\tab Disappointed, the girls settled for day rides\emdash but cut it close at times riding in just after sunset.  Hanna was the sweet one and usually got by without too much getting into trouble.\par
\tab Emily\rquote s dad was pretty cool; Nina\rquote s dad was not.\par
\tab One night, just hours after getting home from a day ride and Nina was pecking at Hanna\rquote s window.\par
\tab\ldblquote What\rquote s going on?\rdblquote  Hanna asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote My fucking dad went nuts on me!\rdblquote  she wailed.  She had been crying but was now pissed off.\par
\tab\ldblquote Oh, shit, because you were late?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Fucking asshole!\rdblquote  seethed Nina.\par
\tab Hanna, already dressed in her pajamas slipped out the window and carefully tread out to the barn.  Nina\rquote s horse was there, too.  The air was cool, there was a breeze, the scent of pines and cedars drifted aimlessly along the currents, and the fresh scent of horse shit permeated the scene.\par
\tab\ldblquote So what\rquote s going on?\rdblquote  asked Hanna, \ldblquote W-what did he do?\rdblquote\par
\tab Nina paused briefly, \ldblquote He beat me ass!\rdblquote\par
\tab Wow.  Hanna\rquote s dad scolded her, barked at her a few times, but never struck her let alone \ldblquote beat her ass.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote The fucker!\rdblquote  continued to bitch Nina.\par
\tab\ldblquote Soooo, what are you going to do?\rdblquote  Hanna asked sensing something was up.\par
\tab Nina held her peace for a moment, then; \ldblquote Fuck him, I\rquote m leaving.\rdblquote\par
\tab Double wow.\par
\tab\ldblquote Leaving?  As in\emdash\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Running away.\rdblquote\par
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\tab Colder Creek\par
\tab Up from Log Lake was a meandering trail up thru the pines to the 5,000 foot level where it tapered off.  The trail continued up to Miner\rquote s Lake where Hanna and her friends often could make in just hours.  It was soooo peaceful there!  Wildlife of small critters and no big critters were everywhere.  A miner\rquote s shack with a cement floor and tin roof with a potbellied stove was there and an old mine that was long since caved in was nearby.\par
\tab It was Nina Phuckitt\rquote s destination.  A perfect place to hide out for a while.\par
\tab And on a last minute dare (of herself) Hanna went with her; and after a stop at Emily\rquote s, she also tagged along.  The hour was late when the girls struck off; just a few minutes before midnight.\par
\tab A few minutes after 1AM and the girls arrived at Log Lake.  They had to hold up as there were teenagers about; the air heavily scented with marijuana told the tale there.\par
\tab Tying their horses up the three destined-for-punishment girls slipped up to the edge of the clearing peering/spying on the teens.  Just how many teens there were wasn\rquote t rightly known; some were in the lake, some were in the bushes.  Most were on the shoreline drinking beer, whiskey, and smoking pot.  Heavy rock music was playing from a radio and\emdash\par
\tab Some teens were butt naked fucking!\par
\tab Kind of an eye opener.  Kind of.\par
\tab The girls had seen teenagers at the lake swimming naked and smoking pot, drinking, and so on.  But out and out fucking?  Not so much.  Details of the fucking teens couldn\rquote t be seen so much as there was a distance and angle factor.  Seeing the Shadow Man fucking Lucy was another eye opener.  A really big one.\par
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\tab Inserting a tampon, her fingers, a banana and Hanna had some mild idea of what it would be like to be dicked.  What it actually would be like she had no idea.  She was curious, sure, but wasn\rquote t ready.\par
\tab\ldblquote Just relax.\rdblquote  cooed the man raping her.  She knew what \ldblquote rape\rdblquote  was, or meant.  Against her will.  Or against one\rquote s will; boys could be raped, too.  But mostly it was girls, women, children.  The Shadow Man was gentle but still\emdash it was rape.  She had saw him violent, the spanking of the other girl, but to what else was his?\par
\tab Nina\rquote s dad was violent.\par
\tab At the miner\rquote s cabin that fateful night she spilled how not only had her pissed off dad had spanked her, he had jerked her pants down and walloped her, too.\par
\tab\ldblquote Holy shit!\rdblquote  blurted Hanna.\par
\tab\ldblquote Goddamn it!\rdblquote  Emily breathed.\par
\tab Nina remained quiet, then\emdash\par
\tab\ldblquote He pulled my panties down, too.\rdblquote\par
\tab Hanna\rquote s mind was blank\emdash then and currently.  She saw the horrid shadowy figure walloping Lucy\rquote s ass.  Over and over and over.  Her own daddy had never spanked her; maybe as a toddler or something but not as a child.  If she defied the man, if she denied him\emdash or tried to, what?  Spanking or something worse?\par
\tab What could be worse than being raped or spanked?\par
\tab Let\rquote s find out!\par
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\tab It was slow and methodical and a myriad of strange (and unique) feelings swam thru her body and mind.  She had no idea what sex was like and after the deed still wasn\rquote t sure.  It was still rape, though.\par
\tab The Shadow Man caressed her face, gave a few more pumps, and that was that.  Was she now pregnant?  That was a horrifying thought.  She tingled, there was no denying that.  She felt flush and the extreme need to finger herself.  There, too, was a need to shower.  And try-try-try as she might her mind wallowed in a sea of frenzy.  Confused?  No.  concerned?  Greatly.  Frightened?  Partly.\par
\tab The man removed his penis from her and rested it against her.\par
\tab She was no longer a virgin.\par
\tab It wasn\rquote t as horrible as she thought.\par
\tab\ldblquote Five times.\rdblquote  Nina had said, \ldblquote Five times whipping my ass.\rdblquote\par
\tab Hanna clenched; the man still on her grinded his cock against her igniting more strange and unique feelings.  She couldn\rquote t think straight\emdash she thought of Nina\emdash and how she had betrayed her friend.  Hanna wasn\rquote t running away, nor was Emily.  Both of them had to get back home\emdash before sun up.\par
\tab Neither made it.  Hanna was just riding in when her daddy came out the backdoor essentially catching her in the act.\par
\tab\ldblquote Where you been?\rdblquote  he asked gruffly.\par
\tab\ldblquote I was just going out,\rdblquote  Hanna lied, \ldblquote but turned around to come back.\rdblquote\par
\tab She knew her daddy didn\rquote t believe her.\par
\tab And then later on when Nina\rquote s irate daddy came over\emdash it got worse.\par
\tab No matter how much she tried to explain that she had no idea where Nina was, her flusteration gave her away.  And Mr. Phuckitt was just about to go ballistic yelling to Hanna\rquote s dad \ldblquote She needs a good spanking!\rdblquote\par
\tab Of which Hanna\rquote s dad nearly popped the man in the mouth.  He was pissed to and in a spot.  Hanna finally buckled spilling the beans of where Nina was.\par
\tab A friend betrayal was the worst ever.\par
\tab Mr. Phukitt sold off Nina\rquote s horse and Hanna imagined that the girl was bare ass beaten beyond belief.  She didn\rquote t go to school and got one brief phone call,\par
\tab\ldblquote You bitch!  You fucking could you!\rdblquote  through a lot of sobs and tears.\par
\tab Hanna felt horrible\emdash and still did.\par
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\tab The Shadow Man humped Hanna\rquote s fresh fucked cunt, then lay off to one side of her and fingered her while he thunk up his next business.  Hanna wanted to close her legs; she wanted the terrible thoughts in her mind to go away.  The Shadow Man began fondling her breasts, then tilted her to her side and before she knew it he was probing her asshole!\par
\tab At the table sat the boys one-two-three.  Masturbating.  Slowly, and with their eyes locked on Hanna and the business going on with her.  The girls sat with their legs closed.  One of the boys, Mitchell, had cum.  The cream erupted from his piss slit like a school project volcano.\par
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\pard\tab The man behind her raised her leg and the \ldblquote probing\rdblquote  began; i.e. sodomy.\par
\tab Hanna held her breath and felt immense pressure in her ass.  It was passing a turd\emdash only in reverse.  It was the strangest feeling.  The strangest!  It was a violation and nothing she could do about it.  There was no feeling about it whatsoever; not sexual anyways.  The man entered her and began to pound, or pump, or something.  He kept her leg up and grunted while he did her.\par
\tab The butt humping seemed to last forever.\par
\tab It didn\rquote t, but it seemed like it.\par
\tab Karlos and Martin creamed their hands, too.\par
\tab When the man finally got his nuts off, creaming, he pulled out and finally put Hanna\rquote s leg down.  Then he caressed her side, re-fingered her pussy, then positioned her on her hands and knees.  The boys were called over and while the Shadow Man fondled himself wiping his dirty dick off with someone\rquote s panties, Mitchell entered the girl from behind\emdash up the ass.\par
\tab The boy lasted two minutes before emptying a small-small amount of jiz into Hanna\rquote s dirt chute.  Then, as Karlos came up to take his turn, Mitchell got on his hands and knees beside Hanna.  Looking to Hanna the boy was somewhat petrified.\par
\tab\ldblquote Stare straight ahead.\rdblquote  Hanna whispered.\par
\tab Mitchell was frightened\emdash he was scared.  He nodded and suddenly\emdash there it was.  His whole body began to rock\emdash to and fro.  Hanna shut her eyes and she, too, began to be rocked back and forth\emdash to and fro.  Karlos was a little more gentle but it was still an invasion.  But he was being forced, too.\par
\tab Three minutes later and he blasted a hot sticky ooey gooey load of boy spunk into her ass.  Mitchell fell off to one side to be replaced by Karlos.  Karlos was not frightened or scared.  He seemed serious and stared straight ahead as well as bowed his head looking up under his body and the man sodomizing him.\par
\tab Martin entered Hanna and five minutes later achieved his goal.\par
\tab Their reward for butt fucking Hanna?  Group shower.\par
\tab And though it was a tight fit\emdash Hanna joined them.  The boys lathered up each other\emdash not themselves, then lathered up Hanna with special attention to her fresh fucked asshole.  It was a tight fit\emdash the shower stall.  Hanna\rquote s asshole\emdash not so much.  On further instruction\emdash Hanna was pressed against the back of the small stall and once more the boys one-two-three sodomized her.\par
\tab They didn\rquote t have to achieve orgasm, just \ldblquote pump like hell\rdblquote  for about a minute, then get out of the shower and watch the others do her.  When the last boy got out of the shower\emdash the Shadow Man got in.  Hanna broke down totally losing it and sobbing uncontrollably.  She was a mess and even fought the man.\par
\tab Strangely, it did not get his ire and her outburst was tolerated.\par
\tab She was, though, roughly shoved against the wall, spanked into submission, and then sodomized.  Roughly.  The boys watched with mixed feelings; they wanted to do something but the man was a man\emdash they were kids.  None of the boys realized that they were being manipulated and manipulated electronically.\par
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\tab She had a headache.  She didn\rquote t feel overly unwell but didn\rquote t feel overly fantastic, either.  An icky taste existed in her mouth; her pussy and asshole ached, too.  In her mind\emdash a thousand thoughts raged in a storm that would not settle.  Closing her eyes didn\rquote t stop the carnage\emdash it was horror\emdash horror.\par
\tab And on and on it went, too.\par
\tab When Lucy looked into Mitchell\rquote s eyes\emdash nothing.  There was no \ldblquote Mitchell\rdblquote  at home.  After sodomizing Hanna, and then subsequently being sodomized himself, and then a shower experience, he sucked Karlos and Martin.  Neither boy creamed in his mouth.  She sucked their testicles and then the boys, in turn, turned about, bent over, and Mitchell had to kiss/lick their holes.\par
\tab Karlos and Martin then did the same to Mitchell.\par
\tab The boys had another lunch before sodomizing one another.\par
\tab The girls, Julianne and Angela 69ed.  On the futon just after the boys had finished sucking and fucking the girls were directed to do engage in the infamous deed.  They had to be schooled.  The Shadow Man caressed their bodies and had a tremendous boner as he did so.  Every so often as he smoothed his hand over Angela\rquote s butt as she was on top, he cast a quick look to Lucy and Hanna.  They sat on their knees shoulder to shoulder\emdash watching and waiting.\par
\tab And it came.  Julianne and Angela licked and licked each other; the man parted Angela\rquote s legs and butt showing Julianne\rquote s tongue action to the smooth pussy of Angela.  He smacked the girl\rquote s butt (but not hard.)  Each girl had \ldblquote nice butt.\rdblquote   Each girl had a nice body; her hair, hair style, eyes, body form.  Julianne had big bright blue eyes; soft skin of creamy white with just a hint of tan.  She was an outdoorsy kind of girl; a huge smile with slight-slight overbite (but only when she smiled big.)  She was height challenged, shorter by inches than most her peers.  Energetic, loved soccer and volleyball.  And she was, too, a promising actress!\par
\tab Katie Ann, too, was a promising actress, but mostly she liked to read.  The girl had honey blond hair that changed style about every week.  Her smile, too, was delicious.  A good attitude, happy-go-lucky, loved to sing and help little children with their projects.  Favorite color was orange.\par
\tab Angela was a unique girl; a nice smooth body, long-long dark brown hair, a split between her front teeth, a little shy and demure, and flat chested as could be.  Sure, she was just ten, eleven in five months, but even so girls her age in modern day were \ldblquote sprouting.\rdblquote   Even short statured Julianne had knobbies!\par
\tab Lucy laid out on the futon and gritted her teeth.  But, she wasn\rquote t being raped or sodomized.  Not yet.  Hanna came to settle\emdash on her face.  All the frequent bathings and Hanna\rquote s poon was still a little musky.  Lucy licked it; placing her hands on the girl\rquote s butt she nosed her mouth to the girl\rquote s cunny and drove her tongue inward.  It was slick, salty, and totally unlike the sucking of cock.\par
\tab And Hanna\rquote s tonguing of her was a little curious.  It made her tingle and buck some.  She didn\rquote t mean to but she clenched her legs together smushing Hanna\rquote s face.  Power sucking the twelve year old\rquote s pussy she endured the immense feelings that were all too sexual.\par
\tab God!  What she wouldn\rquote t do to have some dick right now!\par
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\tab\ldblquote I want you suck and fuck each other.\rdblquote\par
\tab The boys looked to one another and then back to the Shadow Man.  They nodded their heads and then watched as the man escorted the girls out a door.  The man pointed to some black orbs in the ceiling.  Security cameras.  They would \ldblquote observe\rdblquote  the boys and record them.\par
\tab\ldblquote If you don\rquote t,\rdblquote  and didn\rquote t smile while saying so, \ldblquote you\rquote ll be punished.\rdblquote\par
\tab What that punishment would be the boys didn\rquote t know\emdash but they knew that they didn\rquote t want to find out.  No way\emdash now how.  They rubbed their butts and watched the girls leave.\par
\tab\ldblquote W-whattya think\rquote s gonna happen to them?\rdblquote  asked a squeamish Martin.\par
\tab Mitchell shook his head, \lquote No idea.\rquote\par
\tab Karlos surmised with a heavy sigh, \ldblquote Probably to get royally fucked!\rdblquote\par
\tab The boys one-two-three paused, then got about doing what they were told to do.  They were concerned\emdash for themselves as well as the girls.  Punishment?  No way\emdash no how.  Mitchell went first, slurping and slobbering all over Karlos\rquote  cock and then Martin\rquote s.\par
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\tab Horses!\par
\tab A big black beauty and a brown one with a big white \ldblquote star\rdblquote  on his forehead.\par
\tab The black horsey was some 17 maybe (even 18 hands high!)\par
\tab The brown horse was a lovely creature some 16 hands high.\par
\tab The girls (Lucy and Hanna specifically) were led up some cement stairs to the outside where there were some stables.  The other girls went up some other stairs that emptied into a modern day kitchen\emdash with light!  There, too, were two men and another naked little girl.\par
\tab Outside and the air was pleasant with hay, horsey, and recycled oats.  With an overcast sky the air was moderately cool.  Surrounding the stable were giant boulders and lots and lots of trees.  Kind of making it kind of private.\par
\tab\ldblquote Play with him off, like you did the boys.\rquote\par
\tab Lucy\rquote s heart dropped into her stomach.\par
\tab\ldblquote W-w-wh-what?\rdblquote\par
\tab No way\emdash no how.\par
\tab\ldblquote Play with him,\rdblquote  said the man sternly, \ldblquote or take punishment.\rdblquote\par
\tab What sort of punishment? Lucy wondered.\par
\tab With her hesitation the naked man took holt of Hanna instead.\par
\tab Out to the middle of the open corral to the center post used to tether horses and \ldblquote walk\rdblquote  them to cool them down after a day\rquote s exercise.  Lucy\rquote s hands had been bound and she was tethered to a hitching post just outside the door.  Hanna was secured with her hands up above her head to the metal ring at the top of the post.  Then her ankles were hobbled and spread out to stakes driven into the ground.\par
\tab Hanna\rquote s heart was beating near out of her chest.\par
\tab So was Lucy\rquote s.  She wanted to speak, to protest, to do something but was unable.  She shook her head violently trying in vain to convey to the horrid naked man \ldblquote STOP!\rdblquote  but she failed.  She could only watch as the pretty girl before her was whipped.  A strop was used as \ldblquote punishment.\rdblquote   It was just like the ones used in a barber\rquote s shop.  Long, thick, and wide.  The first strike sent the poor hapless girl out of her skin.  The lash struck her bare ass and she screamed a good scream.\par
\tab\ldblquote JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!\rdblquote  yelled Lucy, \ldblquote STOP IT!\rdblquote\par
\tab Strangely, the man did.  Hanna fussed against the post, her legs trembling, her ass having a single red welt across the cheeks.\par
\tab\ldblquote All you need to do then,\rdblquote  said the man calmly, \ldblquote is do what I tell you.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lucy was breathing hard as if she had been stricken.\par
\tab\ldblquote You sonofabitch!\rdblquote  seethed Lucy.\par
\tab The man, expressing no emotion, walloped Hanna again.\par
\tab\ldblquote YOU SONOFABITCH!\rdblquote  screamed Lucy.\par
\tab Another wallop.\par
\tab And Hanna passed out.\par
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\tab Julianne\rquote s mouth hung open wide; Katie and Angela were much the same.\par
\tab On a kitchen table lay a naked little girl about their age and a grandfather-like man fucking her.  Another naked man stood at her head with his manhood in her mouth.  The girls held hands and awaited their fate.\par
\tab When they heard someone screaming\emdash the girls clenched themselves.\par
\tab The other man smiled a Devil\rquote s smile, cocked his head and seemingly \ldblquote stared\rdblquote  thru the wall out to the secluded stable.  His grandpa didn\rquote t bother paying attention but went on to finish his deed with Amelia.\par
\tab When Harold \ldblquote Storm\rdblquote  Scarcarion did indeed \ldblquote finish\rdblquote  with Amelia he stepped back, eyed the three standing naked offerings at the basement door, he smiled, nodded approvingly, then left the room.  The three girls couldn\rquote t take their eyes off of the naked girl on the table or the naked man with his cock in her mouth.\par
\tab The girl was sucking, making slurping sounds and masturbating the man\rquote s cock as well as herself.  Gobs of cum soiled her young cunny.  The room was stinky with sex sweat.  The man pulled out of the girl\rquote s mouth, slapped her face with his meat then stepped away blatantly masturbating before the three pretty girls.\par
\tab Pretty frightened girls.\par
\tab Tapping Amelia on the shoulder the young girl sat up, took a moment to gather herself then hopped off the table.  Rain leaned down to her whispering in her ear, \ldblquote go out the door, down the hall, bathroom on the right.\rdblquote  His grandfather would be in there and he would \ldblquote help\rdblquote  her with her needs\emdash and his!\par
\tab When the girl had left, Rain, sized up the three girls.\par
\tab\ldblquote Have you had lunch?\rdblquote  he asked.\par
\tab All three nodded their pretty heads in unison.\par
\tab\ldblquote Are there others?\rdblquote  he asked, assuming that his brother had acquired at least one more due to the screaming he had just heard.\par
\tab\ldblquote Three boys,\rdblquote  said Julianna (forgetting the fourth boy, Scotty) and two other girls.\rdblquote\par
\tab Rain was awed, his twin brother was a risk taker and had absconded away with quite a haul.  And a good haul, too!  Julianne was a strikingly pretty girl; that lovely honey brown hair, those eyes!  He enjoyed marveling over her short statured naked body, smooth hairless pussy, and body form over all.  The girl, Angela, was almost frail-like; almost.  Long-long dark brown hair, a goofy face with the split front teeth, glasses, and timidness.  But she wasn\rquote t frail by any means.  She had a good overall body form, too; and an equally hairless cunt.\par
\tab But it was the honey blond haired green eyed girl, Katie, Rain beckoned to him first.  Height wise and she was a head taller than Julianne and a head shorter than Angela.  That smile!  She had one of those embarrassing smiles that illuminated her face as well as expressed embarrassment.  He would have preferred to see her in her panties, peeing in her panties, then pushing her wet panties down.\par
\tab Once the girl took the few steps to him he had her put her fingers to his slobbered on cock.  Pursing her lips, clenching herself all over and the girl timidly masturbated the man.  Julianne and Angela remained side by side holding hands tightly.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck it.\rdblquote\par
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\pard\tab Katie felt ill and almost to tears but managed to push away her emotions and put her mouth down onto the man\rquote s erection.  Rain smiled and heard another scream outside.  The girls one-two began to wail and stamp their feet.\par
\tab\ldblquote What is he doing to them?\rdblquote  cried Julianne.\par
\tab Rain cocked his head, ran his fingers thru Katie\rquote s soft lovely hair,\par
\tab\ldblquote Punishment.\rdblquote  he said cooly.  \ldblquote If you don\rquote t do as you are told to do around here\emdash you get punished.\rdblquote   And how!\par
\tab Julianne gulped; Angela was all about shedding tears\emdash and peeing.\par
\tab After superiorly slobbering all over his cock and Rain had the young girl hop up onto the table.  She laid down and braced for what would be yet another rape.  Rain smiled to her, looked her over carefully, and noted the absence of her virgin status.  A little fingering, massaging of her non-virgin pussy, then opening her legs he applied his mouth and sucked/diddled her.\par
\tab Katie squirmed and went into a euphoric state of being.\par
\tab It was brief.  Rain stood up and heard the distinct sound of a horse whinnying.  He smiled, chuckled, and imagined what was going on out there.  His brother had a weird way about him.  Very weird.  But then so did Rain.  Turning the girl on the table over he parted her cheeks, examined her closely, then burrowed his tongue into her asshole.  Angela was just a mess\emdash crying, sniveling, and with wet legs.  Julianne pursed her lips and griped herself tightly.  Would the nightmare never end?\par
\tab No, not really.\par
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\tab Down the hall in the bathroom and Grandpa Storm was banging Amelia whilst she was on all fours.  The old man, positioned behind the girl, humped and humped well having just did so to the girl on the breakfast table.  He swatted her ass, too.  The girl was partly aware; but her confusion confused her and so her emotions were nipped.\par
\tab Downstairs in the basement\emdash\par
\tab He was almost thirteen, a few months, and he never thought he would be in such a fouled up predicament\emdash slurping cock almost willingly in a basement of some dude\rquote s house.  And behind another \ldblquote almost thirteen year old\rdblquote  fucked his asshole.  On the upswing, though, he had had sex!\par
\tab His mind was confused as could be, though.\par
\tab\ldblquote Soooo, what\rquote ll do?\rdblquote  asked Martin.\par
\tab Mitchell shook his head, \ldblquote I-I guess we\rquote d better do as he said.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Or we\rquote ll get punished.\rdblquote  added Karlos.\par
\tab\ldblquote Spanking?\rdblquote  Martin queried.  \ldblquote Like that girl?\rdblquote\par
\tab Mitchell nodded, \ldblquote Probably.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote If not worse.\rdblquote  added Karlos.\par
\tab\ldblquote Soooo, wh-what do we have to do?\rdblquote\par
\tab Mitchell and Karlos turned to the boy rolling their eyes.\par
\tab\ldblquote The same shit we been doin\rquote !\rdblquote  barked Karlos.\par
\tab\ldblquote That\rquote s what I thought.\rdblquote  said Martin trying to be lighthearted about it.\par
\tab\ldblquote It\rquote d be better if you were a girl.\rdblquote  Mitchell said.\par
\tab Just then and they heard a scream.\par
\tab\ldblquote Jesus!\rdblquote  Karlos blurted out.\par
\tab\ldblquote Someone\rquote s in for it.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Which one of them?\rdblquote  Martin asked curiously.\par
\tab\ldblquote Doesn\rquote t really matter.\rdblquote\par
\tab A brief pause for dramatic effect; then,\par
\tab\ldblquote I-I guess we\rquote d better get to it.\rdblquote\par
\tab Kind of hard to start, though.  Just then,\par
\tab Who should return but the first two, Scotty and Aurora.  The boy went to the refrigerator and helped himself to soda and then tossed a bag of popcorn into the microwave.  There was a mini kitchen in the basement\emdash it used to be a game room but had become a \ldblquote different\rdblquote  kind of game room with the Scarcarion family.\par
\tab The girl, Aurora, was pretty; naked, short super curly brown hair, a nice round face, blazing eyes of blue.  She settled on the end of the futon watching the three naked boys.  Scotty sat at the lunch table casually watching but not all that interested.\par
\tab Nothing was said but Karlos had a ton of questions to ask.\par
\tab The girl laid down, her butt still on the edge of the bed.  Slowly she began fingering herself.  And one-two-three the boys staring got hard-hard-hard.\par
\tab\ldblquote I-I don\rquote t think we\rquote re supposed to do anything\emdash with her or anybody, just-just us.\rdblquote  Mitchell said stating fact.\par
\tab Karlos nodded\emdash then cast a coy eye up to the unseen security camera above them.  He noted, too, there were others.  With a sigh, \ldblquote This is gonna suck.\rdblquote  Not meaning to make a funny.  Mitchell nodded with a not-so-enthused face.  On his knees he took Karlos\rquote  cock and began working it.  Martin checked the girl on the bed then began plowing his cock into Mitchell\rquote s asshole.\par
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\tab Naked sixteen year old Lucy closed her eyes as she placed her fingers around the massive schlong of Meteor\emdash the 17 hands high black as midnight horsey.  Her face was against his side; Hanna still restrained at the center post.\par
\tab\ldblquote Just like with the boys\rdblquote  she masturbated the mighty horse.  Her thoughts were jumbled and never in her wildest imagination did she see herself jacking off a horse.  But she was.  Then,\par
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\pard\tab When after the great dark horse was \ldblquote hard\rdblquote  sufficiently,\par
\tab\ldblquote Rub his dick on your cunt.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lucy stared across the stable.  She couldn\rquote t breathe\emdash she couldn\rquote t think.\par
\tab\ldblquote Do it,\rdblquote  said the naked horrid man, \ldblquote or she gets more.\rdblquote\par
\tab Still, though, Lucy hesitated.  Then, slowly, she stood up and angled herself enough to whereas she could bring the odd shaped end of the equine\rquote s penis to her pussy\emdash er, cunt.  The man leered, a wavering sneer was on his lips as his eyes were fixed on the teen\rquote s actions.\par
\tab Lucy\rquote s mind was blank.  She just went thru the horrid action of rubbing the horse\rquote s dong against her pussy right in front of the naked man who was lightly pleasing himself, too.  Sick son-of-a-bitch!\par
\tab\ldblquote Work it in.\rdblquote  the man cooed.\par
\tab Lucy heard the words.  Her breathing increased, her resentment\emdash her hatred of the sick/twisted/demented bastard increased tenfold.  Even more!  But she began \ldblquote working\rdblquote  Meteor\rquote s cock into her cunny.  It was a little awkward but she managed to some degree to get fucked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Now,\rdblquote  said the man, \ldblquote suck it.\rdblquote\tab\par
\tab It felt like as if someone had socked her in the stomach.  She retched instantly, clenched the horse\rquote s cock, and felt horribly ill.  Shaking her head,\par
\tab\ldblquote No way.\rdblquote   No way in hell.\par
\tab The man, Cloud Scarcarion, smiled, sneered, and clenching his own cock,\par
\tab\ldblquote Well, maybe I\rquote ll let her go,\rdblquote  indicating the hapless Hanna unconsciously hanging loose at the center post, \ldblquote and bring out one of those other girls.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lucy was close to throwing up.\par
\tab\ldblquote What the fuck is WRONG WITH YOU!?\rdblquote  she screamed near hysterically.\par
\tab Cloud smiled, even chuckled.\par
\tab He then brought into play the strop, snapped it in the air startling the horse.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck his cock,\rdblquote  Cloud said calmly, \ldblquote and a couple of other things, then you can go.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lucy stared at him\emdash she couldn\rquote t wrap her head around what he was saying.\par
\tab\ldblquote Suck his dick,\rdblquote  repeated Rain, \ldblquote or I\rquote ll bring one the other girls up here to do it\emdash while you take your turn at the post.\rdblquote\par
\tab Lucy continued to breath hard and try to comprehend.  Then,\par
\tab Slowly she went to her knees.  There was a great trembling within her; she felt suddenly chilled and there was uncontrollable shivering.  Meteor\rquote s cock was hot in her hand; he was musty smelling and had just dropped a healthy pile of recycled oats.  Huge horseflies buzzed incessantly about; there was a swarm of gnats; the air was heavy and Lucy was sucking on a horse\rquote s cock.\par
\tab Her mind blanked out and as she sucked she also diddled herself.\par
\tab Walking over to the post, Cloud released Hanna bringing her to the horse.\par
\tab\ldblquote If you don\rquote t want to go back to the post, do as you\rquote re told.\rdblquote\par
\tab Hanna was barely conscious; she had been well stricken with the strop; mostly her ass and back of the legs.  She shook all over but complied with the sick-twisted-bastard of a man\rquote s demands\emdash masturbate the horse (while Lucy sucked it.)\par
\tab Meteor made noises, shifted his weight and went thru the motions of approaching blast off.  Lucy had the head of the horse\rquote s cock in her mouth, her fingers working diligently her pussy.  Hanna, sobbing, trembling, shaking, masturbated the horse to \ldblquote get him along\rdblquote  in his orgasm efforts.\par
\tab After the cum wash\emdash a blast of horse spunk that filled Lucy\rquote s mouth and then \ldblquote washed\rdblquote  down her chest too pool between her feet,\par
\tab Cloud moved a large bale of hay under the horse.\par
\tab Lucy vomited.\par
\tab She retched, gagged, choked, and puked.\par
\tab Hanna wailed.\par
\tab\ldblquote Get on the hay.\rdblquote  Cloud told Lucy.\par
\tab Lucy moved under Meteor and positioned herself; legs draped over the sides there was enough clearance for the next bit.\par
\tab The next bit involved more of Hanna\rquote s handling of the horse\rquote s cock\emdash directing it into Lucy\rquote s well fucked cunt.  Hanna took a turn at retching; she was so horrified at the deed but did as told and helped \ldblquote work\rdblquote  Meteor\rquote s cock into Lucy\rquote s cunt. \par
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All in the family\par
\tab\ldblquote Rain, your brothers need your help.\rdblquote\par
\tab Rain nodded, sighed, \ldblquote What they do?\rdblquote   not \ldblquote where\rdblquote  but what\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote Ran their truck in a ditch.\rdblquote\par
\tab Rain bowed his head, stretched, and was in the middle of a small meal.  He wanted to go lay down after the day\rquote s hectic activities but now\'85\par
\tab\ldblquote Where?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Up towards Montyville, coming out of it on Route 9.\rdblquote\par
\tab Rain stretched; sitting at the breakfast table he and little Amelia were having a bit of early dinner.  Amelia was still naked\emdash as was Rain.  His mother who had just came in from somewhere else in the house was clothed in a smart business suit of brown and beige.  No shoes, no panty hose.\par
\tab\ldblquote Dumbasses.\rdblquote  Rain sneered.\par
\tab\ldblquote Is your other brother\emdash busy?  Maybe he can go help, too.\rdblquote  suggested Gale.\par
\tab\ldblquote Nah, he\rquote s busy.\rdblquote  although he hadn\rquote t heard any screaming of late.\par
\tab\ldblquote I\rquote ll go.\rdblquote  \par
\tab\ldblquote Bring me back something!\rdblquote  she hollered out as he went down the hall to his room.  Amelia followed.  A bedroom door on the right revealing a naked man on a large bed\emdash asleep.  Grandpa Storm.  Amelia followed right up close to Rain.  In his own bedroom he dressed, stretched then hugged Amelia.  On his knees he looked her over; her face was still pretty\emdash as was the rest of her.  Her pussy was getting well fucked.  His Grandpa like \lquote em young!\par
\tab Just like his brothers!\par
\tab Patting the girl\rquote s butt he led her to the basement entrance.\par
\tab\ldblquote Go down the stairs, all the way,\rdblquote  he said pointing to a door, \ldblquote and  don\rquote t go up the other stairs.\rdblquote  Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Tell the boys that you\rquote re their play toy and they are to play with you.\rdblquote\par
\tab Amelia was still somewhat mindless but susceptible to new input (to her new way of life.)\par
\tab\ldblquote That means,\rdblquote  Rain whispered, \ldblquote they are to fuck your three holes (until I get back!)\rdblquote  and then even after!  Another pat to her butt sent the youngster down the wooden steps, turned right to the short steps to the heavy metal door with no windows.\par
\tab Rain paused; as soon as the little girl was inside the basement he went down the stairs and to the left up the cement stairs to the stables.  His brother, Cloud, was shagging Hanna as she was on all fours, her mouth to the cummy cunt of Lucy (who was still positioned underneath Meteor.  Hanna\rquote s backside and legs were with many-many welts.  Cloud liked to gather \ldblquote more than one\rdblquote  as well as be a little torturous.\par
\tab Rain cleared his throat to get his abusive brother\rquote s attention.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah?\rdblquote  he answered not missing a pump.\par
\tab\ldblquote Dusty and Blizzard\rquote s run their ride off the road, into a ditch.  Going to go help them out.\rdblquote\par
\tab Cloud spanked Hanna\rquote s ass and drove his cock the fullness it would go.\par
\tab\ldblquote\rquote ight.\rdblquote  then, \ldblquote Hey, bring me something.\rdblquote  \par
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\tab A sleek black Chevy Camero with \ldblquote a little something extra\rdblquote  under the hood roared by; did a little fishtail as it settled back into its lane.  This made Rain smile; the weather wasn\rquote t one for acting foolish on the two-lane highway between Mirrormont and Montyville.  Thick dense woods on one side, thick vegetation everywhere else.  Plus the ditches that ran alongside the road and with the inclement weather they were running full with water.\par
\tab The rain was sporadic as were the clouds.  Thick heavy clouds with flat bottoms; torn raggedy clouds; thin wispy clouds, and then spots in the sky where there were no clouds at all.  The air was chilly and filled with the scents of backcountry smells; barnyards, meadows, wildflowers.\par
\tab And despite the coolness and the splattering of occasional rain, a 1969 turquoise blue convertible Cadillac passed Rain and his ride.  A long haired hippy mired with tattoos was at the wheel; in the passenger seat was a lovely long tall blond gal doing a bong.  In the backseat, a dude with a military haircut was naked 69ing another tall gal who had flaming red hair.  As the car zoomed by, the red hair gal looked up and smiled to Rain\emdash then gave him the finger.\par
\tab Rain smiled back and gave the finger in return.\par
\tab Just a couple of miles out of Montyville and there was Dusty\rquote s dull red SUV, off the road askew in the ditch.\par
\tab\ldblquote Good job, dumbass.\rdblquote  breathed Rain.\par
\tab The SUV was a normal pickup but Dusty and twin brother, Blizzard, fixed it up so it was like many other SUVs\emdash so they could go fishing, hunting, kidnapping, what have you.  Rain pulled up as close to the ditch as possible without himself going in.  He had a winch on the front of his bumper.  He noted neither of his brothers got out of their truck.\par
\tab Walking up to the driver\rquote s side and there was Blizzard; giggling and smiling\emdash a sign that he was possibly high.\par
\tab Rolling the window down,\par
\tab\ldblquote Hey, bro, wuz up!?\rdblquote\par
\tab The stench of marijuana filtered out to the nice clean crisp natural air.\par
\tab\ldblquote Apparently you.\rdblquote  popped back Rain.\par
\tab This only got Dusty to giggle and snort.\par
\tab Behind the seats and brother Blizzard said \ldblquote Hey!\rdblquote  and waved.\par
\tab He was naked.\par
\tab So was the wee little girl he was naked on.\par
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\tab A crack of thunder and a sudden \ldblquote chill\rdblquote  in the air told the boys that more rain and a possible storm was on the way.  The usually little water ankle deep in the ditch was up to their knees (and rising.)\par
\tab The wench cable was hooked up and within minutes the old \lquote 70s model pickup was yanked out of its predicament.  The clouds above them darkened and a steady drizzle of rain began to fall.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wanna see?\rdblquote  Dusty giggled.\par
\tab Might as well.  Rain shrugged and crawled into the old funky truck.\par
\tab Inside on a bench seat w/o proper seat belts with the back laid down lay a young girl no more six years.  Naked.  Her purple top lay off to one side, her full length jeans with large piss stain off cast off to the back of the truck along with her very wet yellow panties.  Blizzard lifted the girl\rquote s legs admiring her nakedness.\par
\tab\ldblquote Aint she a beaut?\rdblquote  quizzed Blizzard.\par
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\pard\tab Rain ran his fingers up and down the child\rquote s legs with specific attention to her still virgin cunny.  The girl was unphased by any electronic means; Rain was the only one in the family who had such a device; the others used gruffness, brashness, and out and out gall to acquire what they wanted.\par
\tab Jill Brightshed fussed a little; Blizzard swatted her butt that already had been swatted a few times.\par
\tab\ldblquote We wuz gonna wait tills we gots home,\rdblquote  stated Dusty, \ldblquote but we couldn\rquote t.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Did you get her in Monty?\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Yep, at Yorky\rquote s.\rdblquote  a convenience store.\par
\tab\ldblquote Sheriff will be prowling,\rdblquote  Rain cautioned, \ldblquote best get home.\rdblquote\par
\tab Blizzard, though, turned the child whereas he could lay on her, specifically his cock could lay on her.  The girl fussed\emdash and got slapped for it.  Dusty giggled and took a toke from his doobie.  He passed it to Rain who declined.  He liked to keep his mind sharp and not fogged up with smoke.\par
\tab The little girl yelped and then went orgasmically tight as Blizzard penetrated her.  The long haired uncouth former rodeo clown drove the head of his penis into Jill\rquote s vagina with strong intent on full penetration.  She was a cute little thing; shoulder length light brown hair, a nice round face, soft blue eyes, and very child-like.  Of course, she was six years old, too!\par
\tab Blizzard was in\emdash partly.  He moved his hips and had his arms locked above her and was steady on with his foul deed.  The little girl was too terrified to do much but wail some.  Rain watched the proceedings but cautiously checked over his shoulder to the driver\rquote s side mirror for road traffic.\par
\tab Not much traffic there was on the back road between the two neighboring towns.  And when bad weather came there was even less.  The road was not straight and some of the curves were not so nice to navigate even during day time with no weather!\par
\tab Blizzard began making sounds of extreme pleasure.  He and Dusty liked \lquote em young!  Dusty giggled and giggled.  Rain gouged the heel of his hand to his own growing boner; his grandpa liked \lquote em young, too.  He and brother Cloud liked \lquote em a little older; ten\emdash twelve\emdash thirteen.  Not much older but occasionally there were exceptions.\par
\tab Thankfully and Blizzard had an average cock, six inches.  He was also usually a quick cummer and did so with Jill.  A powerful final thrust and the hellish deed was done.  A great quantity of spunk there was, most of which was slathered on Blizzard\rquote s cock.  There was blood, there, too.  Casually and with callousness, the man wiped his cock off and the little girl\rquote s pussy with her own panties\emdash then tossed them out the window into the ditch.\par
\tab\ldblquote Wanna have a go?\rdblquote  Blizzard asked.\par
\tab\ldblquote Nah, not now, got errands.\rdblquote  Then,\par
\tab\ldblquote Take her home, Pa would like her.  Got others there, too; in the basement and at the corral.\rdblquote\par
\tab Dusty busted a gut, \ldblquote Oh, shit!  You mean ole Meat\rquote s gettin\rquote  him some?\rdblquote\par
\tab Dusty referred to Meteor, the 17 hands high black stallion.\par
\tab\ldblquote Yeah, he\rquote s getting him some.\rdblquote\par
\tab\ldblquote Hot shit,\rdblquote  Dusty said scrambling to get in the driver\rquote s seat, \ldblquote I gots to see that shit!\rdblquote\par
\tab Rain piled out of the fucked up truck, paused a moment as his brother hurriedly hurried off.  He expected another call from his Ma\emdash\ldblquote You\rquote re not going to believe this, but your fool brother\rquote s in the ditch again!\rdblquote\par
\tab As the truck peeled out on the slick road,\par
\tab\ldblquote Dumbasses!\rdblquote\par
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\tab There are a few good things in life that are good; the smell of Christmas Trees, the smell of rain in the woods after a storm, hearing an old woman cuss, the sound the of the ocean, the feel of mud between my toes, county fairs\emdash the smell of hay, the smell of barnyard animals, foot long corndogs, funnel cakes.\par
\tab There, too, were some things he didn\rquote t like; people who had Lists of things they didn\rquote t like; 99 percent of all cats!  He just wasn\rquote t a cat person.  He also wasn\rquote t fond of sand in his shoes or butt crack.  People who cut him off in traffic, cleaning the bathroom, kitchen, garage, his room; cleaning anything.  Spinach, and avocados, and eggplants were on his list of Things I Don\rquote t Like.\par
\tab  Pretentious people were also on that List; also obnoxious and  \par
superficial people.  That reoccurring dream\emdash he had had it since he was a teenager; a lonely beach, the ocean was dried up.  There were dry plants of some type all around sporadically speaking and there was a stiff breeze off the \ldblquote dried up ocean.\rdblquote   The main thing of the dream, though; was the bridge.  There was this cement one lane bridge going out over the dry ocean, curving after a couple hundred feet and \ldblquote disappearing\rdblquote  into the hazy sky\emdash or possibly low laying clouds or fog.  On the bridge were these 1940s and 50s style cartoon cars and trucks.\par
\tab On his List, too; black lip liner\emdash creeped him out.  Those station wagons with the back cut off so they look like a low-rider truck; piss in his pants, dingleberries, the old man who \ldblquote let\rquote s one go\rdblquote  in the supermarket and lets you walk into it.\par
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\pard\tab He liked ice cream cake, a ride on a Harley (w/o the required helmet), the rain on his face, and the sun shining on my face.  And lastly he found these things to be a drag:  dust in his hair, horseshit on his boots, no money in my pocket, piss in his pants, and the sun shining on his face.\par
\tab He liked the dark, or the dark liked him one.  At the first light in Montyville he stopped and noted across the street at the ten o\rquote clock position a lone girl wandering back and forth the store front.  She lingered at the phone bank, then the ice chest machine, then went inside the store disappearing from sight only to emerge again and repeat her listless performance.\par
\tab\ldblquote Bring me back something!\rdblquote  his Ma had said.  That meant \ldblquote donuts\rdblquote .  And a special kind of donut, too.  Several of them; jelly filled.  No sprinkles, no glazed, no chocolate, or any of those other yummy treats.  Jelly filled.  His brother Cloud like maple and only maple.\par
\tab The particular donut shop was a few blocks away on 5\super th\nosupersub  Street.  He let the possible Target go.  The hour was\emdash evening type time, 7:30PM to be exact.  The weather was iffy, couldn\rquote t make up its mind if it wanted to downpour or just sprinkle.\par
\tab The girl was still on his mind and he almost\emdash almost made a U-turn.  But,\par
\tab Priorities!  His Ma wanted donuts and the donut shop closed a 8PM.\par
\tab 1 dozen jelly filled donuts, 1 dozen maple, 1 dozen glazed, 2 dozen mixed donuts later and he was back to the convenience store and his \ldblquote Possible.\rdblquote   She was still there.  His thoughts swum about considering this option, that option, as well as security.  His mind fell to the recent news reports of police using girls as bait to lure and capture perverts such as he.\par
\tab It did seem like a set-up; the girl, about twelve, maybe thirteen, wandering listlessly back and forth in and out of the store.  Was she advertising?  Afraid?  Forgotten to be picked-up?  A runaway?  Or a set-up?\par
\tab More rain began to splatter on his windshield.\par
\tab The thump swinging of the windshield wipers mesmerized him.\par
\tab Already at home there was a small handful of delights.\par
\tab So what was one more?\par
\tab Three cars were in the lot of the store; one was the clerk behind the counter.\par
\tab No cars at the island petrol pumps.\par
\tab It was after 8PM and the weather was turning shitty.\par
\tab Bird St. was to the left of the store; residential with few light poles to illuminate the way.  A garage (that was closed) was across the street; two cars in its lot scheduled for repair.  Diagonally across was a car lot; closed for the night.  Rain clenched the steering wheel; the Prospect kept pacing beginning to piss him off.  More than once did she hover at the phone bank.  She wore a short mid-thigh length pleated gray skirt, a gray blazer with white blouse.\par
\tab Private school.  Catholic perchance.  Long silky hair\emdash the light revealed that.  Possibly virgin.  Maybe not.  If not she was most likely \ldblquote in the know\rdblquote  about sex, sex acts, positions.  If not, she would learn.  Rain left his ride at the side of the road.  There was no sidewalk but a bit of unpaved pavement\emdash then a ditch with a goodly amount of rain water rushing in it.  The banks were thick with vegetation and a bit o\rquote  liter.\par
\tab A chain link fence ran alongside the way; on the other side was a large mostly empty but there were some old wrecked cars, city debris, an empty burned out shed, some old derelict trees, and so on.  An alley ran along the left side of the store and the only lights were from the canopy shielding the island fuel pumps, a light standard at the corner, the advertising sign, and the store itself.  Other than that it was dark.\par
\tab Pulling up his jacket\rquote s collar, Rain shuffled down the alley to the dumpster.\par
\tab The girl had gone back inside the store but was out within a minute.\par
\tab In a huff she returned to the phone bank\emdash which was out of order.  Typical.\par
\tab She did check her watch, mumble to herself, sigh in a disgruntled manner, then stomped her way back to the double doors of the store.  But she didn\rquote t go in but marched her way to where the car services were\emdash and the dumpster.  At the spigot where motorists got water (or air) for their vehicles she paused, turned around, then turned around again coming closer to the mostly hidden Rain Scarcarion.\par
\tab The \ldblquote security\rdblquote  was a camera at the gas pumps, one on the upper corner (above the phones) and one at the door entrance.  Looking out to 5\super th\nosupersub  Street where his truck was parked and he could see it gleaming in the rain.  He should have parked back a little further\emdash out of direct sight of the store cameras and view.\par
\tab No one else was in the store save the clerk who had ear buds in his ears jamming to some tune while he price fixed items in the soda isle.  Rain waited.  Although there were no other cars, no other people\emdash he waited.  Caution was the game plan\emdash security meant safety.\par
\tab At the dumpster the girl pulled out of her jacket a packet of cigarettes.\par
\tab Ill-gotten.\par
\tab After lighting one up, farting, coughing on the smoke,\par
\tab\ldblquote Hmmm, don\rquote t you know, smoking\rquote s bad for you!\rdblquote\par
\tab More of a statement than question.  Before the girl could even be startled\emdash\par
\tab\lquote Your mine!\rquote\par
\tab A cascade of weather befell the area just as Rain placed his newest acquisition inside his ride.  After looking around \ldblquote one more time\rdblquote  he entered his truck, paused a moment, then left the area motoring homeward.\fs22\par
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