August Moone Sagas
Book 6
Journeying
Chapter 18
Ah Inspiring Bullshit Part II

Togetherness
	Taking careful aim, holding his breath, squeezing his left eye tight, he let go the string and sent the arrow flying.  Fifty yards later in a blink of an eye the nearly fashioned arrow struck its mark.  Austin stared with eyes wide and mouth agape.
	“Wow, shit!” he exclaimed, “I did it!”
	And he had.
	“And now you get to clean it, too!”
	Austin was less impressive about that and made a face.
	Forrest and Austin stepped out to where the turkey lay, it was a big one and would feed the growing group back at the cabin a couple of days or so.  (this after young Austin (one of Forrest’s firsts) cleaned it.
	Walking back to the cabin they encountered some of the others making their way back from a day of foraging; the girls mostly foraged for root vegetables and fruits along with ready-to-pluck berries.  The boys hunted and fished and made traps and signals to warn of intruders.  Forrest liked the cabin, a lot of work had gone into its construction to make room for the growing group and he had no intention of giving it up.  He had all but given up on finding a way out of the parallel universe and back into the world from whence he had been born into.  So a “stand” against the menacing horde of minotaurs and creepy Creeps was the thing.
	All the members of the cabin group were doing well, which was good.  Everyone got along--most times.  Forrest was not the only adult, there was the creepy Mason, but Forrest was the was the deciding factor in arguments and doled out discipline as necessary.  But that didn’t happen too often.  It was a new world, there was no television, no radio, the peer pressure thing was kind of low key--there was really no one to impress.  No school, no “parents”, no laws, no social klick to fit in; but there were still individuality and “space” and feelings, and etc. that had to be dealt with regardless.
	The bond between Forrest and Austin was awesome, though Forrest was not Austin’s biological dad, Austin regarded the strange man as such.  (he didn’t refer to Forrest as “dad” but you know…)
	Many of the others, the First Ones, regarded Forrest as a “dad-like” figure, Jamie, Holly, Annie especially.  Forrest guessed some near eight months they had been together.  It seemed longer in some respects.  All had come to realize that they were not going to find their way back to their birth world; and to some, that was okay.
	Others still kinda wanted to go home.  Sorta kinda.
	For catch up purposes--write these down:
	From the beginning, Austin.  He was thirteen (twelve way back when before crossing over into the parallel with Forrest.)  They had been in the desert way back when, remember back that far?
	Nextly, Jamie, Holly, Annie, Dustin, and Willy--lost in the woods down from the falls where Forrest and Austin came thru.  In the woods they encountered Jennifer who had gotten herself good and lost after running away from home.
	Then, the Teek family, consisting of Donna, her sisters Jodie and Nichelle with Donna’s beau, Scott--who was a horny boyfriend to Donna’s sisters!  
	Then, Megan and Ryan came along, Megan a babysitter to Ryan.
	Then Dustin found young Kellie all by herself.
	The epic story of Morgan and Logan came nextly, they brought with them Karen, Charlotte, Jackie, Courtney, Amy, and Mark.  Tagging along also was Arnold, Helga, Phoebe, Bud, and the once thought as dead, Ruth Ann.
	Creepy Mason and his equally creepy niece, Lydia with her very creepy friend, Lucy.  
	Then the ever popular Danny Phanton, his sister Jazmine, Danny’s friends Tucker and Samantha.
	A nice group all in all.
	Mason, the only other adult helped in the setting warning traps, he didn’t talk much or communicate much, but fucked a lot.  He still preferred sinking his bone into his niece Lydia and up into her friend Lucy, but with the cabin group, there were so many choices!
	Lydia and Lucy, speaking of, continually enjoyed one another as well, and as well as Mason; but like Mason, too--there were ‘other’ choices.  Lucy stuck with being kinda naughty with other girls, Lydia though a pussy monger herself, liked cock just as well.
	Strangely, Lydia and Austin hit it off.  As it was common, nudity was the game.  Most everyone went butt buck bare assed naked most of the time.  The only times not going prancing in the buff when was hunting, foraging, on experiencing the Monthly Curse (a girl thing.)  Clothing had its purpose, to protect from the elements and chiggers and other assorted various pesky insects.  Strangely--and thankfully, insects were not a common problem where the cabin group of Forrest Finch resided, but still--there were a few…

	Twelve boys, twenty-one girls.  Two adult males.  No adult females.  One cabin.  A new world void of Laws, Social decorum, political strife, nosey neighbors.  As before in an earlier incident--with another group in a far distant but relative non-birth world land, at least once a month there was extreme ‘bonding.’
	Everyone participated.  Not many had issues, some did--Morgan specifically.  The death of her mother still pestered her, she couldn’t let go, she felt responsible.  Her issue was with her step-sister, Karen, being boffed by all the hard dicks of the cabin group--but she had not seen the two adult males (Forrest or Mason) doing anything with her.  She had even asked the young tyke if they had--but Karen responded and assured that they hadn’t.
	Which was a lie.
	Helga Pataki finally got laid by Arnold, she still pined for him but was still brusque with him, too.  But that was Helga.  There was still animosity for the handsome odd boy hooking up with the once-thought-dead Ruth Ann.  Helga hooked up with whoever would ‘hook’ her, she wasn’t overly picky and actually found sex with another girl very pleasing.  It was Jodie Teek and Annie who Helga mostly hooked up with, pussy plastering--spanking the twat, licking and nipping, and the ever popular pussy pounding.
	Phoebe and Bud became an “item.”
	Donna and her beau Scott had hooked up and Donna was pregnant.  As to exactly who had knocked her up was unclear, she had taken a lot of uncovered dick of late…
	And there were other pairings.  But with the ratio kind of one sided, some girls were left out.  Of course, some of those girls were under ten years old, too.  Karen, Charlotte, Courtney, Amy, Nichelle, were in the single digit age range.  (not that it mattered…)
	Food was plentiful.  The weather mild with a hint of segueing to winter.  Whether or not it would actually “snow” or not remained to be seen.  Extra foods were gathered and stowed in case a bad winter ensued.
	No signs of the Creeps OR minotaurs OR any other bothersome creatures, no sightings or signs or anything of the like.  But that didn’t mean that they weren’t there or still could be.  
	Forrest and Mason began going out further and further, setting “traps” and warnings for “trespassers.”   The treks out to the outer perimeter usually took the whole day, sometimes the two spent the night out and returned the following morning, and sometimes they split up.  And sometimes they had “tagalongs.”
	Though he professed (to himself) that he didn’t really have “favorites” per se, Jamie often accompanied him.  Along with his “son”, Austin.  Others, too, tagged along occasionally--Jamie, Annie, Jennifer, and Jodie.  Willy usually came along, as well, as he most looked up to Forrest as some incredible figurehead.
	And of course, there were those girls who were pregnant.  Naturally.  
	There were no doctors in the group, not even a vet!  No one had any medical knowledge, not substantial anyways.  A dentist was needed, and possibly a psychologist!  
	The cabin would have to go through some remodeling, “mommies” would need quiet time and a place to scream.  It was a “commune” setting.  There were no “wives” per se, every girl was every “male’s” want for the taking.  Everyone got along--sorta.  Forrest & Mason were the head of the “family” with Forrest usually/mostly dishing out the commands, suggestions, and punishment.
	Austin and Holly accompanied Forrest on one of his treks out to the outer perimeter.  Holly was some three months along, she was thirteen, and still fuckable.  Due to the pregnancy, Holly didn’t walk too fast and often took breaks.  Forrest didn’t mind, she was a good fuck, gave great head, and didn’t mind being peed on or spanked.
	The day’s outing was good, overcast clouds, a light breeze, and a flat out landscape to tredge out to the outer boundary.  The landscape out from the cabin was mostly flat, a few dips and small-small hills; large tracts of meadows with multiple vegetation in various forms, including shrubs and small diameter trees.
	A few boulders, too, dotted the landscape with in the distance surrounding the entire sector rolling lush hills on three sides with an incredible dense forest in the forth position.  It was to the forest that Forest was heading, each time out he wanted to go a little further, if only one or two hours further.
	Reaching the forest took some hours, more with Holly’s intermittent breaks.  Once reaching the forest for the first time, Forrest took a moment or two to give it a good looksee.  He then had Austin and Holly hold position while he took a brief trek inside.
	There was some degree of raised alertness as traipsing off alone usually meant more adventuring than wanted.  A few steps inside the forest and Forrest looked back behind him, Holly sat on a small boulder with Austin nervously watching, waiting for Forrest to “disappear.”
	The forest was for all intensive purposes--spooky.  Dense, deep, and not too fresh.  A lingering odor indiscernible filled the still sullen air.  Not a sound there was, either.  Thick layers of moss clung to the massive trees, the trees were nothing like Forrest had ever seen, but closely resembled blackwood, ash, cedar, and oak--all rolled into one along with giant redwoods.  
	Strangely, too, there seemed to be a road, right from where Forrest entered there was a space being some hundred feet wide.  A thick layer of grassy moss made up the forest floor, a natural canopy was high overhead from the forest on either side of the expanse.
	“Spooky is as spooky does.” Forrest murmured.  Another glance back to Austin and Holly and he continued trekking.

	Staying in the middle open breezeway (though there was no breeze to speak of) seemed a good idea.  Peering into the forest left and/or right just creeped him out.  There was no noise(s), nothing stirred, nothing there was to report or make note of.
	As he moved in further along the breezeway, it got noticeably cooler.  And darker.  There was an opening he was moving to, as much as the one that was behind him.  Lush meadows and greenery all about--and about 1,000 yards from where he stood.
	He wanted to go on but a mild case of the nerves took him.  He knew, he just knew stepping beyond the forest would probably seal his fate, he’d step off into a new world as sure as anything.
	Six months, eight months, a year had it been?  A good cabin, there was food, the kids, the lack of morals (and Laws, decency, government interlopers, etc.)  No way could he give that up.  No way.
	He had just began his turn to trek back to Holly and Austin when…
	A noise.
	At first it was a twig snap noise.  Then there was movement--out of the corner of his eye.  It was in the left side of the dark spooky forest.  Forrest froze solid	and trained his eyes and senses to give him the information he needed to know.
	For a long moment there was nothing.
	Then, a tiger!
	An upstanding-upright tiger!
	It was almost human in the way that it stood, but Forrest saw that it wore clothing; no boots, though.   Not much more information was there, the “creature” was some yards inside the darkness of the deep forest.  No discernible “weapon” could be seen, the creature stood just behind one of the great trees.  It did nothing, no movement whatsoever.
	Forrest waited, and then--as he stood staring directly at the creature--again, out of the corner of his eye to his left again, something was going on.  This time it was at the entrance to the forest’s breezeway.  A gray cloud was forming.
	“Gotta go!” he said and bolted for the entrance.

	A scream there was suddenly leashing out loudly, propelling Forrest to bolt faster.  Just as the gray cloud fully closed up the entrance to the breezeway-forest, Forrest dove thru the small opening, his shoulder hitting/skidding on the ground.  He came up with a stout tree limb and bashed the first Creep he saw.
	There were four of them, they usually came in threes, but now there were fours.  Austin was standing his ground protecting Holly, he brandished a tree limb himself, but was clearly no match for 7-foot tall Creeps.  Two of the gray cloaked Creeps hung back, they pale yellow eyes peering out from within their hooded cloak.  It was not dark-dark, but at that evening type time when it was kind of gray.  The Creeps were more distinctive.
	Still no arms or viewable legs, they actually seemed to navigate across the land “floating.”  Two had come close to where Austin was protecting Holly, they had those single protruding “arms” sticking out from the center of the chests, very creepy.
	Forrest discovered one thing about the Creeps, they has mass.  A hefty swing of the tree limb into the mid section of the first closest Creep told him that.  The gray cloud completely obscured the forest.
	The tree limb to the midsection did little to distract the Creeps, Forrest grabbed Austin by the shirt collar and sent him flying, “Run!” he then grabbed Holly and did her likewise.
	Turning around he fell over another tree limb that snagged him, spraining his ankle somewhat as well as pinning him.  Darkness was descending and quickly, the four Creeps then began to come closer and closer to Forrest.
	Suddenly, the scene was erupted by a major disturbance--and bright lights--and noise.  Forrest barely had time enough to duck out of the way, seriously wrenching his ankle as he did so.  When he rolled over and leaned up against Holly and Austin, it was a truck!  A big truck, not one of those big trucker trucks, a huge oversized 4-wheel drive custom truck.
	The behemoth vehicle whipped around with its rack lights blaring cutting through the darkness picking out one creepy Creep after another.   The Creeps shrieked and made horrible hissing sounds, along with the shrieks and dispersed into the darkness.  The huge newcomer truck shut down--save for its blaring lights.
	“What the hell were those things?” asked a girlish voice after the vehicle was quiet.
	“Creeps.” Forrest decreed, “And they apparently don’t like light, or noise.”
	The driver’s side door opened and a person dropped down.
	“Can you tell me where the hell I am?”
	Forrest smiled, “That might take some time.”

Ring a ding dong
	With his eyes closed he did his thing with little emotion, little thought to the foul deed he committed himself to.  But there was no denying the desire, no denying the feeling or the draw to commit such a deed.  In his mind flashed his own children--Mary, Lucy, and Ruthie--and of course, their associate friends he wouldn’t mind doing the hellish deed with.  Somehow over the years he had managed to keep himself from entering into such abhorred deeds.
	But then there was Zap Fannigan…
	As the orgasm in his loins came to an apex, Reverend Shamdan looked down; young ten year old Minn looked back to him, she tugged in her lips and made a slight face as his manly manhood fucked her.
	It was a “second” visit from the Zap, once more bringing his broodkin, once more getting them to strip naked and “perform” for the Rev, masturbating him, sucking him, and then laying out on his great desk buck naked, legs open, ready to receive him.
	Just minor qualms did the Rev have with what he was doing, but his cock overruled and he was compelled to fuck.  He also felt he was indebted to the man, the man (Zap) had shit on him--er, had information that he (Eric) did not want anyone (ANYONE!) to know about--like visiting the bathhouses, a male lover, having the joy of young teen boys, etc.
	It wasn’t so much as the Rev had a dark disturbing gay side, he liked pussy, too!
	After Minn, there was Julie to grease his prick.  After sinking himself into Minn, Zap had Julie turn herself over on the desk; the child spread open her own cheeks and the Rev entered from behind.
	There, too, was Nick, Carlos, and Kathy.
	Nick and Carlos were nine and ten years young, respectively.  Kathy was merely six.  During the first “visit”, the three latter stripped to the skin and all gave a BJ to Zap, their “father.”  The Rev was a little appalled (but not disgusted) when a copious amount of man jiz spilled into Kathy’s young mouth.  By glance Eric could see that the young girl of merely six was NOT a virgin.  Was not!  It was only a glance and he wondered if Zap was doinking her?
	Whatever his feelings, there was nothing he could do or say, Zap had him.  It was a position Eric Shamdan had strove to avoid, he didn’t like someone having something on him--especially illicit and immoral stuff such as he had committed himself to.
	During the first visit, after the blowjobs, Zap took personal pleasures with the boys a little further; the boys sucked one another--then Zap did them as well--as well as did Kathy.  Then, Zap did so infacto sodomize the boys, reaming them both as he had done so since they had come to live with him.
	For the second visit, after the good Rev got his nuts off in Minn and Julie; Nick and Carlos sucked the Rev’s cock back to life than spread their cheeks for his delight.
	Eric caressed Nick’s ass, as he was first, he generally preferred boys who were “older”, teenage boys, Nick was nine, just a few years from being a teen.  The Rev’s cock was hard, despite cumming as much as three times prior to addressing Nick’s naked willing ass.
	Zap had Minn on his lap, he was sitting in an armless chair, the girl sitting on him, his cock buried to the hilt up her ass.  Julie and Kathy sat on the desk fingering themselves--it helped the Rev keep his stiffy and slowly guide it into Nick’s backdoor.
	As Eric fucked Nick, his eyes cast upon the family photos on the desk.  Eric’s family.  Mary, Lucy, Simon, and Ruthie.  Mary was the oldest at 17.  Lucy came nextly at 14, Simon was a happy child of twelve with Ruthie tagging along at almost nine.
	All of Eric’s children, naturally, he had seen naked.  He knew Mary and Lucy masturbated, and Simon, too.  He didn’t believe Ruthie was, yet.  He firmly believed that his girls were virgins, but figured Mary may be a little on the naughty side.  Secretly--secretly he wished she would be naughty with him.  For that matter, that went for Lucy and Ruthie, too!
	As he fucked Nick, as he made love to his wife (Annie) a time or two (or three) he thunk of his children--Mary, Lucy, Ruthie bobbing on his prick, spreading their legs, receiving his cock willingly and readily.  Often he looked upon them fantasizing his cum dripping down their cheeks, face and ass.  He fantasized sucking on the girls’ tits, licking out their poons, watching them pee, spreading their ass cheeks like Nick was doing taking his cock into them…
	A tumultuous orgasm the Rev had, shooting wads upon wads into Nick’s anus--DEEP!  He clutched the boy’s naked hips and fucked hard until the deed was a done deed done done.  He strained and pumped vigorously until there was no more.  Steam rose from the boy’s hole, from Eric’s manly schlong.  Desperately he wanted to do the same to his girls, even Simon!
	Zap had an ability to make that happen.

Familiar cum stains
	It wasn’t going to happen for a while, in the meantime--Zap and Eric continued traipsing to the bathhouses--frolicking with one another as well as watching others.  Eric finally went to Zap’s house where they “fooled” around with one another all the day--including fooling with the children.  Zap finally answered Eric’s unsaid question-- “where’d you get the kids?”
	“Runaways.” was the simple answer.  Eric didn’t probe any further.  Other than the sex--the kids were doing well, clothes (when not having sex) and food and freedom.  They didn’t go to school, but Zap assured Eric he had that covered.  
	A few days later and Zap came to Eric’s office, alone.  Not totally, he had something with him.	 A “gadget-device-object”.  it was illegal to posses, but so was many things the government deemed unsafe, unwise, illicit, or illegal.  Zap never really explained how or where he got it, Eric didn’t ask.
	“It’s a mind zapper.” Zap explained, though, there was a read-out display that showed wavy lines with numbers, peaks and valleys.  By fine tuning the “peaks and valleys” to match the associate numbers, a “subject” became a victim.
	And there was “proof” in the pudding, Zap zapped one of Eric’s secretaries.  There was only one on staff at the time of the visit.  She was a good choice; 28, trim, unmarried (but with boyfriend) and very pretty.  She was tall, nice butt, great tits, fantastic smile and personality.  After she was zapped she was given the vocal command to “walk to the Reverend’s office.”
	And she did.
	Once inside, the door was shut/locked and the woman undressed herself as per another vocal command.  Eric watched in utter awe as Valerie Kay undressed to the skin.  He moaned.  He groaned.  He creamed.  A dream cum true, from the very first day the gal had come to work at the church, Eric secretly had wanted to see her naked.  
	…and thanks to Zap’s illegal device, not only could he see the woman nude, he was going to be able to screw her, too!
	And he did!
	So did Zap.
	Both men took their pleasures upon the unwary woman, balling her for over an hour--the church phone rang and rang and rang--Valerie lay out on the office floor of Eric Shamdan being sandwich fucked repeatedly, peed on, spanked, and drenched in cum.

Family stains
	He knew he was destined for hell.  His behavior indecent beyond the scope of imagination; immoral sexual relations with men, illicit immoral relations with teens, having knowledge of sex illicit acts of the afore mentioned teens (knowing the place in question), and then participating in sexual relations of the most highest degree of illictness and perversion IN his own church!
	And it went a step further, his family.
	The desire was there, it always was--when bathing his girls (and even his son) he had deep seeded perverted desires--they were hard to keep at bay and often he sunk his cock into his wife fucking her brains out all the while thinking of doing likewise to his children.
	The ability to succumb to his illicit desires came to be more than desire and fantasy as Zap Fannigan brought his mind effecting device.  Zap waited an hour after the dinner as the mind effecting device messed with a person’s body after eating.  In doing so, the family (kids) were off doing their own thing while the adults (Eric, Annie, and Zap) had coffee and chatted.
	In the middle of the “chat”, Annie was zapped--to shut her up.
	Upstairs someone was bathing/showering, music blarred out of someone’s bedroom.  None of the children were downstairs.  Eric was nervous as Zap stood and pushed his unfurled schlong into Annie’s mouth.  He bobbed the woman’s head back and forth, sinking his pud fully into her mouth--something that Eric had often wanted but Annie wasn’t the type.
	Eric hung out at the open door to the living room, making sure no one of the children traipsed down unannounced.  Zap moved Annie to laying down on the great sofa, scooching up her black knit skirt and working down her brief type panties.
	Zap worked his cock nicely into Annie’s cunt, pushing off her flowery blouse and then her bra, freeing her twin mounds of lovely delight.  Eric finally came over, unfurling his own bone of which Zap instantly began stroking and then sucking.  Eric moved to place his balls into his wife’s mouth--while being sucked off on by Zap…

	Meanwhile, upstairs, Lucy, Simon, and Ruthie did a nasty in Simon’s bedroom, on his bed.  Mary was in he shower.  Lucy, Simon, and Ruthie--naughty--naughty--naughty on Simon’s bed.  Ruthie was nude, as was her brother and sister.  Simon noshed out Ruthie’s eight year old pussy.  Lucy caressed her brother’s nude ass, squeezing the cheeks as she sat beside the two fingering herself.  
	Ruthie giggled, bit her lower lip and twisted about as her brother licked her poon.  Simon’s cock and balls swayed about, Lucy fondled them and awaited her turn.
	She didn’t have to wait long, Simon’s tongue only had so much licking stamina and as he had already licked out on Lucy’s slightly furry cunt, he was ready.  
	Sitting up on his knees Lucy positioned herself, from out of his nite stand Lucy retrieved a condom and affixed it to her brother’s pulsing prong.  Simon then cinched up and Lucy guided her brother into her sex.  Ruthie frigged her young cunny and then peered behind her brother’s bobbing ass to see the “penetration” in progress.
	When the shower was heard to stop, the kids quickly scurried into hypermode, Simon fucking fast and furiously to get his nut--Lucy only got a partial orgasm from the quick deed.  The kids then flew into their clothes and the girls to their own rooms.  Young Simon masturbated laid out on his bed flogging his dog continually--he had little to worry if whether or not sister Mary would come in on him--it was his room!
	Mary took her time, drying off and doing her hair, trimming her bush, farting, and lightly diddling herself.  In mid stride she suddenly stopped.  Slowly she turned and sat on the toilet.  Then she opened her legs wide and nodded her pretty little head--an answer to a question posed to her (are you a virgin?)  she was
	She DID, though, give head.
	She also gave hand jobs and let her boyfriend(s) feel her titties and finger her pussy.  She was, too, almost on the verge of allowing a boy to fuck her asshole.  She had not, though, had any sexual relations with another girl--although she and sister Lucy used to masturbate together with Mary teaching Lucy the way to do it.  
	“Any thoughts of sex with your sister(s), or brother?”
	“NO!” came the quick answer in almost an alarm.
	“And what about your Dad?”
	For a moment there was silence from the mind-stunned girl, a curious face with deep thoughts--then she shook her head, “No.”  but she HAD thought about it, considered it if only in a fantasy (but didn’t ever girl?)

	With Mary zapped, Eric and Zap slipped in and checked the teen out.  The door was shut and Zap fished out his cock, it was rock hard and there was no stopping--into the girl’s mouth he went with the girl’s daddy standing right beside him.
	After a few pumps the girl was laid down on the floor, her daddy gulping for air and staring wide eyed--his daddy-cock throbbing with intense lust.  Zap didn’t take first dibs--he had already done so into the girl’s mouth, he was happy sitting back and watching--like Ruthie had done earlier.  (by being extra sneaky, Zap and Eric were able to spy on the kids earlier…)
	Eric lay on his teen daughter, his hard throbbing erection resting right on her love entrance.  Zap caressed the man’s ass, gently held the man’s hairy balls and pressed a finger to the base of the man’s cock.  Eric tightened his ass and pressed his manhood against his daughter’s cunny, slowly he began to pump.
	Zap rubbed and rubbed, fondled the man’s sweaty clenching balls and soon he (Eric) eased up and guided his prong into Mary’s cunt.  He let out a long satisfying ‘ahhhhhh’ and eased the whole thang into her sex.
	She was NOT exactly a virgin, she had “busted” herself via some vegetable.  As Eric fucked her, Zap crawled on top, resting his cock against the pumping minister’s sweaty ass.  It was quite a sight.  More was to come, much more.

And then…
	For reasons unknown only Mary was ‘messed’ with that first time.  There would be “other” times yet to come.  But not for over a week.  Eric thought Zap had “left.”
	But he hadn’t.
	He didn’t explain himself but showed up one day at Eric’s office.  His visit was brief, he came alone, only asked how the good Rev was doing, how was the family and would he like another go at them.
	For a half second or so, Eric was going to say No.  He had some reservations about his deeds, but then his Cock told his Brain and Good Sense to SHUT THE FUCK UP.
	“Dinner at six.” Eric told Zap.

	Before the dinner date, though, Zap was over to the Shamdan house, just for a visit.  He came slyly, his visit unaware/unknown to the other members of the household--save only for Eric.
	Super spying.  Seemed to be a trend…
	Mary was not in the house, she was “out.” (date)
	Lucy, Simon, and Ruthie were home, though…
	The afore mentioned kiddies had dispersed up stairs on the pretense of doing homework.  Zap zeroed in on Annie and zapped her.  He seemed a little pent up and while Eric watched, Zap undressed the woman and laid her out on the great sofa in the sunken family room.  
	Eric masturbated while he watched his odd friend fuck his wife, Annie lay sprawled out on the very comfy sofa--a gift given to them on their wedding from their parents (who would shit golden bricks if they knew what was happening on it!)
	Zap fucked, slow and hard, dramatically burying his bone into the nearly 40 year old woman--she still managed to have a trim figure and that was a plus.  His balls began to slap as the woman’s pussy became more and more lubricated.  Eric stepped a little closer, furiously humping his fuck stick.  Zap rolled Annie over to her side and Eric took position easing into his wife’s asshole.
	When done, the two horndogs took a brief rest before stealthily sneaking up the stairs to check on the kiddies.

	The view was a delicious one; Lucy lay atop her brother Simon, Simon’s wrapped schlong buried nicely up into his sister’s quim, his hands tightly gripping the girl’s ass cheeks--pulling the flesh open to expose her pert unfucked asshole.  Lucy humped, sliding her poon up and down the younger sib’s bone, cum juices were already shooting and flowing.  Young Ruthie sat nakedly beside them fingering herself, cum drying on her face as well as on her hairless poon.
	When at last Simon and Lucy entered into that delicious realm of sibling orgasmic bliss, Simon pumped furiously to get every ounce of the enjoyment possible.  Lucy’s cunt clamped about her brother’s prong invading her cunny, squeezing it as it throbbed and pulsed inside her.	
	Simon gripped Lucy’s lovely tender ass, power fucking into his sister’s quim.  Lucy humped, Simon pumped, Ruthie frigged.  Then there was the shudder and subsequent explosion of mutual orgasmic ahhhhhhhhh.
	Gobs of milky splooge oozed out of  Lucy’s cunt, drenching Simon’s balls and pooling under his ass.  Simon’s cock continued pumping, surging, emptying “brotherly love” into his sister for several seconds.  Lucy slowly eased off of her brother, rolling to one side and seriously frigging herself into euphoria.
	Gently Simon coaxed sister Ruthie and she came down to suck on his sweaty cum laden nuggets, remove the condom and suck his cock.  Gently and with little effort he moved the nude younger sibling to sit on his face and while he “rested” he noshed on her sweet pussy all the while she noshed on him.
	It was bliss.  The two spies slipped off back downstairs where they once more fucked the ever living daylights out of Annie, and then turned onto one another for half an hour of serious impacting gay love.

Another session and then we’re almost done…
	Another session at the Shamdan house, another visit on the sly.  Both were too horny to mess with Annie, they checked on the kiddies.  This time, however, they WERE doing their homework.  Mary was home, too.
	No worries--’specially when you have a mind altering device…

	Like many men, seeing a “subject” in her panties was a good turn on, too--along with that seeing them butt bare assed naked.  Mary was first, she was alone in her room doing homework, jamming to her jams.  Luckily she was letting the whole house hear her particular jams and didn’t have her earphones on--it would have seriously diminished the attempt at swaying her mind to the Device.
	Even so, it took a little doing to waylay the teen’s mind, she was very absorbed in her study of early American poets as well as the jams blaring from her desktop stereo.
	“Got her!” Zap finally announced.  And when so assured that he had he quickly had the girl turn down her obnoxious music.  
	Compliance!
	Eric was stunned, astounded-- “You can make them--” he was at a loss for words.  Zap smiled and nodded, “Yeah, a few minor upgrades and sometimes the subject (victim) will follow thru with a given command.”
	Cool!
	To see how the theory would continue to hold Zap and Eric fully entered into the girl’s private bedroom, Zap having the girl NOT acknowledge their presence.  Eric quietly locked/secured the door to the room, the only door.
	Zap had the girl undress.
	Her green knit top firstly was removed and casually dropped to the floor.  Eric’s upper lip and brow were adorned with fevered sweat--anticipation sweat, actually.  He licked his lips and Zap dropped a hand to his side, reaching over to check to see if his ‘lover’ had a boner.
	He did.
	Zap went on…
	Soon in mere seconds Mary Shamdan stood clad in her stripped panties, bikini style.  Her father was near to cum in his pants at the sight of the seventeen year old--she was hot!  ‘specially near butt naked.
	Slowly-ever so slowly Mary slid her panties down.  It was a marvel for Eric to watch, he totally assured him that the device Zap had was working and totally secured the girl’s mind.  
	After stepping out of the panties Zap had the girl face her daddy, then move to her knees.  Zap looked to Eric and nervously Eric eased out his cock.  Zap tapped the control functions on the device’s panel and sent aloft the narly commands.  Eric stood looking down in total disbelief as his first born took strides (and took his cock) and worked it.
	Eric undone his slacks and eased his manhood into his daughter’s sucking mouth.  He was in heaven--pure heaven.  Zap smiled, it would get better--much better.
	But first!

	A gallon at least of hot splooge shot out and filled Mary’s sucking mouth, Eric had been pent up and refused to shoot wads, play with himself, or even bang his wife until ultra perv Zap Fannigan made his appearance.  His cock surged and power fucked into Mary’s lovely mouth, it was a blowjob like no other, he even had to suffice it to say that it was even better than when he nailed her on the bathroom floor!
	He shuddered all over.  His toes curled, his hair tingled, his balls scrunched up and cum by the gallons filled Mary’s sweet mouth.  Meanwhile, behind her, Zap worked his cock into Mary’s backdoor reaching around fondling the girl’s bodacious breasts and rubbing Eric’s sweaty ass cheeks, fondling his cum surging balls, and even working his cum shooter.
	Mary coughed and sputtered out the cum in her mouth but otherwise her mind remained locked steadfastly to the device.  With no energy left Eric fell back into a chair, he stroked his cock and looked over her naked teenage daughter.
	“Makes ya wanna be someplace else, huh?” said Zap.
	“Huh?”
	“I mean, to be able to do her any time you like, when and where and how, however you like when you please.  You’d have to be somewhere secure.”
	Eric knew that to be true, but there was no place like that.”
	“Yes there is, just not here.”
	Zap had Eric’s attention.  He finished fucking Mary’s asshole, shot loads up into her anal tract, then emptied the remainder onto her lovely ass.  The command was given (and accepted) and Mary moved to her bed, laying out and “going to sleep.”  Zap and Eric left the bedroom, nakedly, to check the other kiddies.
	More music blared from Simon’s room, music, too, came from Lucy and Ruthie’s room.  Simon was at his desk, in his underwear, fondling himself while doing his math and rocking out.  With his back to the door, he was easily targeted, acquired, and “shut down.”
	With the music turned down the two strolled to check on Lucy and Ruthie, when from behind them--
	“What the--?” Lucy emerged from the bathroom to find her father and father’s friend NAKED in the hallway.
	Oops.

Allies, friends, and cum stains
	Danica “Breezy” Manchesca, Kyle Browboski, Stan Marsh, Ellen Gengenerate, and Wendy Casselburger were the latest/newest additions to the new world.  The mega spotlights of Danica’s mega 4-wheel drive picked out the lingering Creeps who lingered just inside the darkness of the landscape.
	“They really don’t like light, do they?” Danica said as a statement rather than question.
	Forrest nodded that it was so.  Very bright light anyways.  That gave him an edge, but still--he deemed that the Creeps were intelligent (maybe) and they might find a way around the bright piercing light of the 4-wheel drive’s spot lights.
	“This thing have an alarm?” Forrest asked.
	Danica indicated that it did.  Forrest pointed the spot light on the passenger’s side into the dark gloom that had beset the area.  Two more Creeps screamed piercingly into the bleak night air--and promptly fled.
	“I don’t think we’ll have much trouble with them,” Forrest announced, “not tonight anyways.”
	Explaining about the Creeps and the New World was going to take some time, but in a new world--that’s all one had, time.  On the sly, Forrest slyly checked the newcomer, Danica “Breezy” Manchesca--would she fit in or HAVE to be fit in…

	Back at the cabin the newest newbies were introduced, they (the newest newbies) also got a brief glimpse of narly shenanigans in progress--i.e. a naked Scott (17) noshing out a naked Courtney (9).  There, too, were other naked persons of Forrest’s group, Danny was burying his bone into Jodie’s ass while buddy Tucker humped hard on Lydia--sucking her titties and pounding her pussy as hard as possible.
	Breezy’s young group stood in awe, Forrest just “opened the door” and there was everything going on for everyone to see.  Morgan was nude making dinner, Helga had Arnold’s tube steak in her mouth while Phobe was underneath her eating her pussy.  Everyone was nude, doing something--to themselves or to each other.
	Forrest then got a quick glimpse into Breezy’s mind, seeing her as she noshed on young naked Wendy.  Ellen was there, too--it was dark, but there was light--it was a memory, in a bedroom, not too long ago, and just a glimpse.  If Forrest studied hard the memory snag, the “lighting” condition(s) would have been brighter.
	But be that as it may--
	“It’s, uh, a new way of life.” Forrest supplied the newcomer.
	Danica looked over the cabin group, wrinkled her nose, someone farted, cum dripped from Danny’s cock, Tucker gulped, Jazz and Samantha stared--the moment was tense.
	“I like it!” Danica blurted.

Minotaurs!
	Minotaurs in the Mist
	Right at the edge of the outer boundary that butted against Unexplored landscape was a glen that ran for some distance narrowly between two large hills.  There were hardly any trees, scrub brush, some boulders, and waist high grass was about it.  In the very center meandered a creek.  To the right (up at the top of the five hundred foot hill) was a thick deep dense forest.  On the left (at the top of an 800 foot hill) was a sparse forest that eventually emptied to a vast unforgiving uninviting desert-scape.
	Mason was on patrol, checking the warning traps he had set when the unmistakable sound of a snort alerted him.   Slowly and on ultra stealth mode, Mason slithered thru the grass to gain a better vantage mode.  Down in the middle of the glen a small horde of minotaurs had a small gathering of captive humans.  Newcomers who had not had the fortune of encountering Forrest first.
	About a dozen or so captives; women, teen girls, young girls, a couple of boys, two adult men.  One of the men had just been slaughtered--in that one of the beefy menacing minotaur brutes utilized a “hook” device, stabbing it into the man’s bare back--he was nude, then “hooking” the man’s backbone and RIPPING thru it.
	Some of the other captives totally freaked out as the man was a father and hubby to them.  The minotaur brute was not done, the man was cut up into pieces and placed into a large cast iron vat that was boiling.  Other body parts of human kind were already within.
	The other captives were not so as lucky as the adult male boiling in the pot, especially the females, adult and otherwise.  One of the adult females, three of them there were, was positioned doggie-style on the clearing and--and--well, y’know…
	One big monstrous minotaur took from behind while another stuffed himself into her mouth--his huge monstrous minotaur dick choking her as it shoved its way into her throat.  The minotaur behind her shoved himself deeper and deeper into whatever hole he was stuffing.  The woman flailed her arms about madly until she flailed no more.  No matter, the two minotaur beasts continued humping until they got what they wanted.
	Thereafter the woman was cut up and placed into the pot…

	The news of the minotaur encampment distressed Forrest greatly.  The beasts had no qualms if whether or not the humans were adult or children, Mason reported that all the captives had been tortured, raped, sodomized, skewered, and ripped apart.  They then were added to the pot and boiled for some time before the minotaurs had their feast.  They had some sort of drink they consumed during and after their meal.  thereafter, they all one by one passed out.  Mason held his retchings in and slithered away.
	Forrest sighed.  Creeps and Minotaurs.  One was bad enough but TWO?  The threat was too great, the cabin would have to be abandoned and the group to move on to another universe and start over again.  Swaying the Creeps he could see, in retrospect, Forrest had really not seen the Creeps as “dangerous” or to the point of being violent.  The Minotaurs, on the other hand…
	Fending off the Creeps could be done with light, bright light.
	Fending off the Minotaurs?  They were brutes, massively built, intelligent, and virtually impossible to deal with.  There weren’t sufficient “arms” to deal with two threats, he needed a plan.  He really would hate to give up the cabin, but risking the lives of the cabin’s inhabitants?
	To take his mind off his worries, he took newest newcomer to the cabin to his liking.  Er, that is to say--well, you know.  As she, Danica “Breezy” had blurted that she “liked” what she had seen the first night of her arrival, she was already an “in” person.  And with Forrest peering lightly into her noggin to view how much of an “in” type person was and finding her truths, Forrest easily had her so inclined upon his cock.
	With the new threat of the monstrous beasts the minotaurs literally in the backyard (so to speak) the cabin inhabitants’ hunting/gathering had been curtailed.  But Forrest and Mason still took the risks to prowl to the outer areas--in search of food and threats.  On one such prowl, Breezy (she preferred the nick name “Breezy” over Danica) accompanied him.  Partly on her own volition, partly on Forrest’s…
	Once the outer area had been checked an cleared, some delicious in-season berries picked, Forrest lightly tapped the girl’s mind.  This time merely “suggesting” that she strip to the skin while watching Forrest pee.
	He didn’t have to suggest too hard, Breezy was horny, she had been honry for the three days she had been a newcomer.
	After a good pee, Forrest turned to the 21-year old, stroked his organ and delighted in watching the girl slid her off-pink panties down and off.  Her lovely little poon was very trim with the slight hint of “pouting” lips.  Breezy focused on Forrest’s cock and dropped to her knees, addressed his massive schlong and began caressing it.  While she stroked lovingly and then subsequently sucked him, Forrest (naturally) delved into her noggin…

	How it started, or when, was not really known.  Due to overwhelming concerns pressing Forrest merely picked out a particular scene that assued him that Danica Breezy Manchesca would indeed “fit in” with the rest of the cabin group.
	She was an equal opportunity child lover, one scene in particular was with Danica licking out ten year old Wendy.  Jenny was beside them, sitting nakedly on a bed.  Wendy thrashed about as Danica’s tonguing expertly thrilled her into young ecstasy.  Wendy was a short statured young lady, raven dark hair that was very silky soft, a well rounded face, happy-go-lucky, and enjoyed a good tonguing.
	Jenny was a long red headed gal, long narrow face, deep set blue eyes, her face adorned with freckles, and she always seemed to be smiling.  She was taller than her friend, Wendy had some pubes freshly growing on her young snatch, Jenny’s poon was still perfectly smooth bald.	
	Danica also enjoyed boys--tonguing them as well.  Another showed Danny (also a nickname--of which why she preferred Breezy as “Danny” was a BOY’S name and she was NOT a boy!  So there!)  anyways, Danny was once more totally nude sucking off on young ten year old Stan.  Stan was a typical white boy, sandy brown hair, sweet boyish face, and had light sandy pubes coating his lovely testicle sac.  Danica loved on them, sucking them into her mouth, working his little dick into something stiff and hard, sliding a finger up into the boy’s tight rectum…
	All the while Kyle sat naked beside them masturbating.
	She sucked on both boys and then had them position themselves between her legs and fuck her.  She loved being doinked by young boys, and after catching the boys a year earlier butt fucking one another, peeing on each other’s ass, and fondling one another--she barged in on their private frolic and got them to do those naughty things to her along with other naughty things.
	Being a friend of the four kids afore mentioned, she was able to take them camping with her.  The mega four-wheel drive was actually her brother’s, he had gone off to a foreign war.  Once out remotely with the four kids, Danica eased them into the narly shenanigans they so enjoyed--it was still the boys doing her, but at least they did so while Jenny and Wendy watched; and in turn, the boys watched as Danica licked out Jenny and Wendy and they licked her.
	Hooking the kids up to one another hadn’t had a chance to happen, a horrible storm came with green lightning, strange horrible noises in the woods where they were camping came and the group took off in the truck.
	They nextly came crashing into the new world.
	Hmmm, what’s this, a short story, huh?

Sailing-sailing…
	Fresh clean sea air, a gently “roll”, a few pesky seagulls but they only added to the ambience.  It was thought that with what was known about the kiddies, that if they were in a different environment they may be more willing to get just as kinky with their ‘old man’ as they did themselves.
	Well, that was the thought anyways.
	Zap marveled at how when friend Eric Shamdan ogled one of his naked children (especially the girls) it was like he was ogling them for the first time.  
On the gently swaying small yacht “Just Do It” Eric gazed upon his daughter Lucy and her tagalong friend, Holly--both were delicious to gaze upon when dressed--they were “desserts” when naked. 
	In the forward seating area daughter Lucy was sprawled out on one of the cushiony seats, her pants and panties at her ankles, her blue knit top pushed up over her teenage breasts; he looked upon the girl as it was his first time.  Beside her lay stretched out Holly, her friend.  Zap paid her an “eye” visit, slowly undressing her.  The other members of Eric’s family were “sprawled” elsewhere…
	Lucy.
	Eric eased out of his black slacks, opened Lucy’s legs at the knees and leaned in.  The gently rocking of the Just Do It	 took a bit getting used to, Eric had been a sailor before being a minister so he was somewhat used to it.  Lovingly he licked on his daughter’s teenage quim, sucking on it with eyes closed, remembering seeing secretly when son Simon stuffed the girl’s pussy.  Somewhere--somewhere like a lost tropical island would be ideal for the family to let go their inhibitions--maybe.  
	Of course, there was the wife.  Annie.  Annie was not naughty, not so much as Eric knew.  She had caught daughter Mary masturbating one time (one time) and scolded her, there was poor Simon who had soiled bed sheets and underwear, but he was a boy and it was a natural.  Annie would be a stickler, a stick in the mud, and seriously frown on anything immoral from Eric unto his children and the children unto themselves or to one another OR to their father.
	But as long as she was unconscious…
	Eric continued licking out his child, hands traveling up and down her body, squeezing her breasts and slowly inching his way up.  Up, up, up to where his mouth latched onto her lovely teenage breasts that were twelve year old type rather than fourteen.  Soon his manly manhood grinded against her fourteen year old cunt.  There soon was a “rhythm” as Eric slipped his fatherhood into his daughter’s poon, the rocking motion of the yacht and the fucking…
	Eric suckled his daughter’s titties and pumped steadily.
	Zap slipped the clothes off of Lucy’s friend, Holly.
	Simon
	He thought his cock would never stop cumming, and when it did, he thought the feeling his cock had would never cease!  He had fucked his daughter (Lucy), his unsheathed schlong had entered her and filled her young poon significantly.
	During the fuck act Eric pushed off Lucy’s clothes and moved her to the carpeted floor.  There in the Missionary position he fucked her and fucked and fucked her--at eye level on the cushion seat Zap nailed Holly.  Holly had been a virgin, had been.  Her broken “cherry juice” coated the paisley blue cushions--what did Eric care, it wasn’t HIS boat…!
	Zap pumped his fill of the unconscious (device induced) Holly, and even when done--wasn’t done.  He rested, sucked on the girl’s titties, then rolled her over, positioning the girl against the soiled cushions, then began spanking her.  His soiled schlong soon got stiff enough for a rear assault.
	Eric found some strength in reserve and stood making way to the head (bathroom.)  a brief revitalizing wash of his sex and then a quick check on the rest of his family.
	Going a little aft thru the galley and the second bathroom he came to look upon Simon and Ruthie.  Zap’s device put their minds, too, “to sleep.”  Zap still messed with Holly, he could hear spankings and gruntings.  Eric’s balls surged, his cock surged--his eyes paused as he looked upon his two children--images filled his head recalling Simon as he sank himself into Lucy’s pussy.
	His hand came to rest on Simon’s ass.  The boy wore short beige shorts, perfect for sailing.  Eric still heard spanking going on, his naked cock began to stiffen as in the back of his mind a totally narly image swelled there.
	Slowly-ever so slowly Eric slid Simon’s shorts down.
	It had been a long-long time since he had seen Simon naked, usually it was the boy in his underwear.  Sometimes while boning the wife, Eric thought of Simon.  While boning his lover, Zap…he thought of Simon.  While watching the teen boys do one another--he thought of Simon.
	With the shorts down, Eric paused a moment--before sliding the boy’s basic briefs down.  Eric let out a slight groan, a moan, a delicious “ah.”  Simon’s penis was perfect, his testicles, his whole sex area.  Eric was hard, sweating, and his fingers trembled as he gently caressed his boy’s nakedness.
	He didn’t hear any more spanking going on, looking down through the galley he didn’t see his friend and figured he was either asleep or fucking one of the girls out of sight.  Eric went on…
	Lightly-ever so lightly he lovingly stroked his son’s cock and balls.  Soon the boy’s penis began to grow some and Eric removed the lad’s clothes, rendering him naked--he was already topless.  Eric slowly went down on his son, sucking him--Simon’s twelve year old sex filled Eric’s mouth with Eric slipping a daring finger up into his son’s tight asshole.
	Soon Eric had his own cock grinding against Simon’s sex, Eric began to hump, pumping against Simon’s balls and cock until moments later a great quantity of cum exploded from Eric’s cock.  The cum shot up Simon’s naked chest and Eric diddled his fingers into it, smearing it about the boy’s nipples, even wiping the sperm onto Simon’s lips!
	Eric then locked his son’s ankles together, raised them up and went down on the boy’s anus, licking and plunging his tongue into the rim.  Desperately he wanted to sink his cock into his son’s hole--for the moment, though, he would hold off.  For the moment.
	He licked and licked and licked and suddenly he noted that the usual gentle swaying of the Just Do It was a little more than gentle.

	Topside there were swells, not large ones, but enough to make “white caps”.  To the horizon there was a long dark grayness.  Zap (nakedly) checked the instruments, hauled up the anchor, and head in another directions.  The Just Do It was equipped with the latest technology regarding weather indicators and such, Eric came up to him as the man who owned the yacht made the course corrections and deciphered the weather readings.
	“A weather front is moving across the horizon.” he said.
	“Are we in any danger?” Eric asked.
	“Only if we move into it.”
	And there was no intention of doing that.
	Listening to the jargon on the marine radio of other ships in the area, the storm was a bugger and one to stay the hell away from.  A tanker was caught in the middle of it and the crew was abandoning ship.  Other vessels were giving the storm a wide berth.
	A wise move.  Zap put the Just Do It on a different course and sailed parallel from the storm which was some mere 120 miles away.  
	After that, Zap turned to face his concerned friend, “Having fun?” he asked.  Eric didn’t answer, he was concerned.  The nearest shore was out of sight, miles and miles away, Eric worried about the storm, the seas about the Just Do It, how deep the water where they were was, could he remember how to swim…
	Zap dropped to his knees and took Eric’s cum funky member and began enjoying it.  Eric’s concerns and worries quickly ebbed away and he filled Zap’s mouth…

Ruthie
	Could he be such a cad as to carry thru with the notion regarding his youngest?  So far he had delved deeply into that sordid world of illicit fantasies with Mary and Lucy, and Simon.
	Simon still lay naked with his penis still somewhat stiff.  Eric returned to gaze upon the nude boy--the desire to sink his manhood into Simon’s asshole was still great within him.  Closing his eyes, gripping the wooden rail from the entryway Eric imagined (fantasized) his cum drenching his son’s face and chest, cock and balls, ass and hole.  
	A couple of good waves tossed the Just Do It, shaking Eric from his desire, he popped his head back up to where naked Zap stood,
	“All’s good.” Zap reported.	
	Eric knew better, but…
	Ruthie.
	A slow caress of Simon’s nude ass, a cup of his testicles and a tug so gentle on the boy’s slowly going soft pud and Eric’s attention turned to the youngest Shamdan.
	The Just Do It tossed a bit more, Eric heard the engines gun to life and the ship move a little more earnestly.
	“So right?” Eric called up to the cockpit.
	“So right!” returned Zap in a quirky deep voice.
	When the Just Do It smoothed out once more and the anchor let go, Eric focused.  Like Simon, Ruthie wore shorts--blue knit type with wide leg openings.  The shorts were short and when she sat, pulling a knee up anyone could “view” her panties.  Eric raised one of her legs and “viewed.”
	Basic white undies with pink daises and dark pink trim.  She was merely nine.  Nine.  Eric battled himself--he couldn’t.  he shouldn’t.  he couldn’t.  he wouldn’t!
	He would.
	As the name of Zap’s yacht had it, Just Do It, Eric complied and slid Ruthie’s shorts down.
	Just to her ankles.  Then, he paused a moment to gaze upon her in her undies.  It wasn’t the first time, he was her “daddy” of course and of course he had seen her in her panties many-many times.  No biggie.  He had seen her butt bare assed naked--as he had with ALL his children--until their modesty took over and only Simon didn’t mind too much letting his dad see him nude.
	Trembling fingers pressed to Ruthie’s pussy, running up and down the fabric of her panties--then smoothing the cheeks left and right, slipping under the hem of the undy and squeezing bare ass flesh.  Eric was beside himself.  From the forward section he heard once more spanking in progress.  He smiled and slid Ruthie’s panties down, opened her legs and went down on her.

	Her pussy was delicious--delicious!  He licked and licked and licked and licked and…
	On and on it went, he couldn’t get enough!  Opening the child’s cunny he drove his tongue feverishly into the opening and had his way, pounding his cock with his free hand as he did so.
	He knew.
	He knew he was a monster.  A daddy doing such a thing to his young child, his young unaware child.  But the taste to his tongue, the feeling surging throughout his body--his cock, was tremendous!  He licked.
	When his tongue had worn out, he removed Ruthie’s clothes and opened her legs, laying his cock against her cunny.  His hands traveled all over her nude body, squeezing the ass cheeks like he had always wanted to do, finger fucking her asshole and imaging his cock slamming into her, or at least Simon’s.
	Zap.
	Zap had fucked Mary.  He had fucked Annie and boffed Lucy.  Would he, too, want to sink himself into Ruthie?  Simon?  Zap had five kids of his own he was doing--Julie, Minn, Nick, Carlos, and Kathy--and Kathy was the youngest at merely six years young!  Eric had seen only Zap having young Kathy sit on his lap while Zap’s schlong gouging the child’s anus and humping against her poon crevice.  It was Nick and Carlos who were actually fucking the child.  Zap merely got off (creaming) into the girl’s mouth.
	Would he want to have a fuck or two with Simon and Ruthie?
	It was assured.  Of course he would.
	Mixed feelings abounded then.  He didn’t understand--he had small misgivings when Zap pumped into Mary, the first time was up the girl’s ass, between the tits followed, in the mouth nextly, and finally a good screw in the twat.
	Zap then nailed Annie; pussy, mouth, and asshole--not necessarily in that order.  Then he did likewise eventually to Lucy.
	Now, far out to sea, Eric felt at the man’s mercy.  He had been at the strange man’s mercy for a long time--he couldn’t deny the man without serious retributions.
	The desire to fuck Ruthie (before Zap did) swelled within Eric.  But his cock was monstrous, man size--Simon would have to fuck her a few more times to break her in enough so as…
	A huge wave pummeled the Just Do It, knocking Eric to the floor and his senses aloft.  Both he and Zap dashed to the cockpit, Eric peeking quickly into the forward area seeing Holly’s ass blistered red…
	“What the…?” Zap uttered as Eric came up.
	“What the…?” Eric uttered as he came up beside his naked friend.
	A wall of gray surrounded the Just Do It, the seas were relatively calm, which only meant one thing…