August Moone Sagas
Book 5
Absolution
Chapter 25
Discovering Amazing Discoveries!

A Tragedy of Errors; In Four Parts
	Part One:
	The girl moved cautiously thru the trees, picking her way slowly, looking as if she were looking for something specifically.  Tagging behind her was a young girl making a tiara out of wildflowers.  She was a cutey of about six, long golden blond hair, a blue top, short blue shorts.  The older girl had dark chestnut brown hair, something of a pleasing chest, tight short jean shorts, kind of a tomboyish charm about her.
	The girl suddenly seemed “elated” as she came to a near secluded opening, which opened to where two boys were.  One boy was approximately fourteen years--and a handsome fourteen at that!  The other was abut eight years young.	
	General chit-chat in the greetings.  The young boy seemed elated to see the young girl--inasmuch as the teen boy was happy (horny) to see the teen girl.  The girls were offered cold sodas from a daypack.  The four sat and drank, munched on some chips and beef jerky and continued their chit-chat banter--all unaware that they were being “observed.”
	Jake and Skyler were the primary “observers.”  but there was another not even Jake & Skyler were aware of.  They concentrated on the foursome, they were something of interest.  The “unseen/unknown” would come into play--sooner or later.

	It wasn’t long before there was something of “interest” in the secluded area of the woods.  The little girl, Jessica, went before the teen boy, Luca; the little boy, Jackie, went before the girl--Brianne.
	The teen boy put his arms about the young girl, hugging her.  Then, his hands went down to cop a feel of her precious young butt.  This was followed by a more earnest feel--a rub, squeeze, pat and then--
	Slowly the little girl’s not tight blue shorts were tugged down…
	Blue panties with white daises, typical kiddie style.  They were “tugged” down, too.  The little girl didn’t seem upset or anything, she was giddy and giggly.  Luca tickled her, all the while continuing to squeeze and fondle her little butt.
	Meanwhile, right next by, Brianne Smolt did likewise to Asher Dowsky.  He didn’t seem to mind, either.  He was a red headed fart, round jovial face, sweet and quite the little man.  Brianne fondled the boy’s bare behind once she had moved his clothes down.  Asher seemed to be okay with the girl’s doing, he was smiling and had produced a “boner!”
	The “boner” was the next object of attention for Brianne.  She tugged on the short organ, fondled the hairless testicle sac and had a “gleam” in her eyes something fierce.  Almost quickly she pulled off the boy’s shirt then gleefully the boy began helping Brianne out of hers.
	Beside them, young Jessica did likewise.
	When Luca’s short walking shorts were tugged down to his knees he was standing on, the little girl was greeted by a lovely teenly erection.  At fourteen, Luca had a pleasing cock.  Willingly the little girl gripped the dick and stroked it.  She giggled and willingly went down on it, kissing the head in a silly manner.  Luca ran his fingers thru the girl’s golden hair, sitting up straight somewhat slyly working his cock into her mouth.
	Jackie was nude.  Brianne lay down and Jackie rendered her nude by pulling off her shorts and panties.  His eyes locked onto her lovely cunny.  She was NOT a virgin.  Jackie crawled up onto Brianne’s nude body, gliding his cock up against the gash.  Brianne ran her hands up and down the body, squeezing cheeks, diddling the boy’s poop chute entrance and then working his cock into her cunny.
	Beside them--Luca sat with legs outward.  Jessica was brought in and down onto his opened lap; his cock nestling nicely up against her young cunny.  His hands roamed her backside and mostly her ass.  She was griped at the hips and “grinded” against his phallic.  
	The grinding increased ten-fold for the two teens, and their young humpers.  Asher “fucked”, repositioning himself several times--which was no prob for Brianne.  She clung to his lovely young ass, squeezing the cheeks hard and helping him to pump her.
	Luca did virtually likewise, taking young Jessica and having her hump along his shaft.  At one point she was raised up a bit and held there in place while his super hard dick glided moreso against her poon.  Jessica spread her legs more and the head of Luca’s cock disappeared within.
	Though Asher was too young to experience an “orgasm” of production, the feeling of an orgasm was there and was just as good.  He humped and humped, grinded on the outside of Brianne’s poon, then stuffed himself back in and humped some more.
	Though he himself didn’t “cum” per se, Brianne did.
	The boy suckled on her breasts while his teen lover calmed down from the event.  She continued rubbing his bare body, her legs no longer flailing about.  Asher’s little dinky softened some, but remained mostly stiff and hard, he hadn’t ejaculated and so would remain “hard” for a bit longer.
	Beside them, a great deal of cum mess was on Jessica’s poon.  A gob of such had been spewed INTO her poon, the rest coated her hairless cunt; her hips were held firmly and pushed up and down Luca’s cum squirter.  Laying her down on his nude body he kissed on her, tongue slipping into her mouth getting him a reason to live.
	The girl returned the kissing and pulled herself up, gliding her cum laden cunt against his body.  Luca jerked his gherkin until he shot a massive second wad--it spewed forth from his gangly prick anointing Jessica’s lovely ass and backside.
	He wasn’t through, though.  After some more Frenching of the young girl, diddling his fingers in his own spunk on the girl’s ass, his attention went to Brianne.  Asher had humped his fill on Brianne’s pussy, he had been scooted up her nude body to hump on her bodacious thirteen year old titties, gotten sucked on, and then…
	Luca positioned Jessica on her backside, legs open.  He took a moment to diddle her pussy, then nodded to Asher and he came to lay on the girl.  Luca himself mounted Brieanna--but first he paused for her to place a condom on his dong!
	Jackie lightly humped on Jessica.  He glided his cock outside her pussy for the first minute or two, Jessica mostly was inattentive--watching Luca and Brianne “doing it.”  she didn’t seem overly enthused about Asher doing her as she had Luca boning her.
	Luca did a good job, with his wrapped wiener.  He pumped slow and steady with deep full thrusts with an occasional straining to the max as intense feelings ravaged him.
	Brianne seemed to enjoy Luca, it wasn’t their first time.  There wasn’t any “kissing” involved, just plain ole fucking.  Luca DID fondle the girl’s breasts and suck on them, but no mouth-to-mouth stuff.  He made slow near passionate love until the final moments of which were uncontrollable euphoria.
	Luca was spent.  He pumped vigorously into Brianne, straining measures had been curbed to a scant few seconds.  At length he pulled out and pulled off the condom then reshuffled himself into the girl’s cunny and finished “doing her.”
	Brianne didn’t protest but pumped just as vigorously into him.

	Luca flogged his dog, in a manner of which he was desiring to get “wood” again.  But it wasn’t happening.  Little Jessica had made mention she needed to pee, to wit whereas her big step-sister helped her out.  Jessica was stood up.  Brieanne holding her steady, opening her legs; Luca and Asher watched then as the young tyke began to pee.  Both thought it very amusing.  It helped give Luca a little more incentive to get hard.
	After Jessica had peed, Asher tried--he was directed, though, to pee on Jessica!  Asher did, urinating on the child’s cunny firstly, then with Brianne turning her about--he pissed on her ass that was offered up.
	Catching Luca’s eye, Brieanne smiled and turned herself about, offering her own ass.  Luca smiled and went to the offering, caressing it, parting the cheeks and checking the hole, fingering it and then spitting on it before applying his severely aching prong.  Naked Jessica and Asher traipsed off on their own…

*

	Jake saw a nice looker roar up in a late model but nice Corvette.  She pulled into a parking spot before the Bait/Tackle General Store and sashayed inside.  Skyler emerged from the shitter, he looked a little pale and not well at all.
	“Dude, you gonna live?”
	“If I’m lucky!” replied the teen.
	The sickly teen got a breath of air and rested against their car, which was Forrest’s SUV.  There was a large pond that was fed by a large manmade lake.  The water was low--but it was the dead of Summer so go figure.  It was a park-like setting, trees and such, but still desert-like and not totally hospitable.  There WERE fishes in the lake/pond, mostly ducks and other assorted fowl.
	The nice girl with the hot car came back out of the general store, hot pink halter top with the word “ANGEL” across her 28Bs.  Long luscious brown hair, shapely form from head to toe.  Nice--very nice.
	Both boys set their eyes on her, she was a hottie, late teens.  She had gotten herself a soda and as she returned to her ‘Vette, she winked at Skyler and Jake.  Jake felt himself creaming in his jeans.  The girl fired up the car and sped away--leaving the two horndog teens drooling (and creaming.)
	Jake was for following her and maybe perhaps possibly zapping with one of Skyler’s Contraptions, he now had three of them.  It was then that emerging out of the woods was the foursome just recently observed.  They were dressed, Luca caring Jessica.  They crossed the small park street and moved to where there were other teen girls and boys and some young adults.  Some older parental unit type adults were also present.
	When they had indeed crossed the street and climbed over the park’s wooden dilapidated railing, another figure emerged from the woods.  Jake and Skyler looked to one another, they hadn’t seen him.  He seemed odd and a curiosity.  He moved to a black ‘53 Chevy.  He paused before getting in, watching the foursome.
	When he fired up the truck and moved out of the park, Jake and Skyler followed.  It seemed like a good idea, they had no idea what they were going to find out.

	Out of the desert park, down the highway out of town just a little ways to the “outskirts.”  The outskirts had nothing more than plots of land whereas the lower-lower and lowest income folk dwelled on small parcels of land in rinky-dink trailers from the bygone era.  The area was near remote (and desolate.)  
	There was, of course, another reason why folks moved out to the remote area--not for the peace and quiet, not for the rugged living, not for the close listening of the baying coyotes.
	It was for the most part the “aloneness”.  to be left alone or to BE alone.  The parcels of land the Outskirt folks dwelled on were spread out whereas there was a good “few minute” walk between neighbors.  The Outskirters kept to themselves, by choice.  Some had old corals about their homestead, some had a mix of fencing materials to show the boundary of their home.
	Cole’s place was here.
	The Subject Jake and Skyler followed lived beyond Cole’s Place, up further on the Slope right next to the ridge.  From that vantage point there was a commanding view of the entire area.  A “safety/security” issue.
	The Subject’s abode was a doublewide mobile home, fenced with an old wooden lodge pole making the property some ½ acre.  Not much in the way of vegetation; scrub brush, tumbleweeds, sage brush, and some dead trees of no discernible type.  
	For the boys, Jake and Skyler had a mild problem--the absolute “spying” on the Subject.  Cole didn’t know the man personally, but had gotten his mail by mistake once, he was a one Packard Ghash.  Not overly friendly and a man of few words.
	Skyler took a break, a shit, and a big swig of ice tea.  Jake traipsed down into the “dungeon” and mingled with the Dungeonites therein.  When Skyler felt he was ready (and capable).  With Jake by his side, Skyler rendered themselves “invisible.”
	Cole wanted a “report” about Ghash if there was anything to report.
	The boys said they would and they headed off.

Tsk Tsk Tsk
	About an hour had passed since the Subject had left their sight, entering into his home.  The boys scurried along wondering what they had missed.  Not much.  (they hoped)  inside the home it was kind of a mess, clothes and newspapers and toys everywhere.  There was the high suggestion of “kiddies” in the house!
	There were, too, a pair of cats and one dog.
	Slight problem.
	The cats hissed, the dog barked.
	But seeings as how the Subject, Packard Ghash and the assorted kiddies, didn’t “see” what was causing the animals to nut up, they were admonished.  The cats shrugged it off and scampered away someplace dark and secure.  The dog barked it’s head off until Packard sent it outside.
	The Subject looked around, clicked his fingers and several “assorted” chit’lins assembled and were instructed to “get busy and CLEAN this place!” his voice raised sent the young’uns scurrying.
	Three girls, two boys.  None older than ten, none younger than eight.  That narrows it down now don’t it?  lol    Good looking kids, dressed, and obedient.  No nodule attachments to their noggins (temples), no electrified dog collars.  Ghash didn’t seem to have any ‘device’ of any sort, just the sound of his voice.
	Jake noticed on one of the paneled walls a family collage of pictures.
	The kids were there, along with Ghash and other assorted parental units.  Further investigating of the various pictures (and one of the kiddies addressing Ghash as “uncle” gave insight that Packard Ghash was the uncle to the chit’lins.
	Okay.  And?
	The kiddies scurried about picking up toys, video games, board games, cards, newspapers, and clothes.  Ghash tapped on the window to look sternly at the barking dog.  For a moment it shut up.
	Packard popped his neck, yawned, then rubbed himself.  He had a boner.  He made some sort of sound with his mouth, it got the attention of one of the girls.  She looked to him and he nodded to her. The girl left business of cleaning/picking up the living room to the others and sashayed down the hall to another room.
	A bedroom.
	The girl wore jeans, not tight, not too clean, and just to the knees.
	There was no door to the bedroom, it was small.
	The doublewide mobile home was actually two single wide trailers slapped together.  The room(s) were rather small.  Atypical of trailer homes.  Ghash stood at the doorway, fondling himself.  The girl sat on the bed, she was approx. ten years young, long brown hair, brown eyes.  She looked sweet and showed no visible scars or bruises.
	She did appear a little frightened.
	“Take off your clothes.” Packard told her.
	The girl gulped, nodded her head slightly, tugged on her bottom lip and then began undressing.  Her simple pullover tee-shirt came off firstly.  She wore a small simple ‘trainer’ and had AAA size titties.  The girl’s uncle nodded his head and stepped into the open room a little more.
	Slowly the girl continued to obey her uncle, undoing her jeans and sliding them down.  Ghash continued to massage himself and nod his head approvingly.  “Amanda” got her jeans to her ankles and kicked them off.  Pink panties she wore.
	She firstly opened her legs, laying back some.  It was something her uncle liked, a girl in her panties.  A YOUNG girl in her panties.  Ghash undone his own jeans and dropped them.  No underwear.  His bone was rigid and ready for action.
	Another head nod of approval and “Turn over, show me your ass.”
	Amanda complied.
	Ghash stepped out of his clothes and approached the bed.  
	Amanda pooched her darling little ass up, rubbing herself as her uncle approached.
	“Good girl.” he said.  His own hands came to her butt and rubbed.  Slowly-very slowly he pulled the pink garment down exposing bare flesh.  Amanda lay still, her head down on bed.  She showed no emotion.  Her pink panties were pushed down her legs, the uncle stroked his manhood with one hand, finger fucked the girl’s asshole with the other.
	Jake turned his head to watch the other kids in the front room.  They had at first appeared to be frightened (of the man who was their uncle) but had lightened up and were once more jostling one another as they did their task.  The boys were topless; their skin as near dirty schemed as the dirt outside the home.
	Back inside the small room, Packard Ghash was on the bed, his manhood buried to the hilt into the young girl’s body.  Skyler and Jake had to get up daringly close to see as to what “hole” the man was stuffing.
	Ye olde corny hole!
	Amanda bit her lips hard, clenching her hands into the bedding as she was shagged.  Her uncle pumped her hard and slow.  Had he been spying on the foursome in the woods?  Was that what had set him off to boff his niece?  Was he an asshole, a jerk, pisswad?
	Or just horny?
	Either way, he gave the girl a good butt doinking, shot massive amounts of sticky goo into her anal tract, then pulled out and spanked her young flesh with his pud, shooting more loads of sticky goo.  His hands pulled her up against him.  No fighting back or crying did the girl produce, not even when her uncle ran his hands up and down her body; one hand squeezed her very young buds while the other went down to finger out her deliciously young poon.
	The man’s dong limped out, dripping cum onto the bedding.  his mouth began seemingly “eating” the top of the girl’s blond head.  He made some noises, guttural sounds that were almost unnatural.
	This went on for a few minutes more--until the girl said, 	
	“Unky, I-I gotta pee.”
	Packard continued fingering the girl a moment more, then sat back.  His cock HAD re-stiffened.  He flogged it, patted Amanda on the butt and sent her own her way.  Packard whacked himself for a few pleasing minutes more then slid off of the bed.
	There were two bathrooms in the trailer sandwich, one on side plus a master bath in the rear master bedroom.  Amanda was in one bathroom, no door there, either.  She had peed and was wiping her freshly buggered bung hole.  Her “unky” stopped by to watch her.  Amanda paused, looked up to him a little concerned.  He moved on to the other hall bathroom.  Amanda looked relieved.
	The man washed his cock and pissed in the sink.
	Making his way back he checked the bathroom, Amanda had done done her thing and fled.  She was back in the bedroom picking up her clothes.
	“Leave ‘em.” said the unky.
	Timidly Amanda complied and went back out to the living room.  Uncle Ghash did so as well, equally naked.  No one really paid much attention, there were some “looks” and glances, but nothing more.  Ghash slid into a leather chair, propped his feet up and watched the kids.  The kids seemed a little nervous; no one said anything, though.
	The kids scurried about picking up the room, they were almost done.  Their Unky made a noise with his mouth/teeth/tongue getting the attention of one of the boys, eleven year old Davy.  “I could use a beer.” he said.  Immediately the youth darted to the kitchen to ‘fetch.’
	When the boy returned with the beer, the Unky hugged him, offered him a little smile and began patting him on the ass.  Jake noticed the boy’s eyes focused on the naked Amanda.  The Unky took a swig of his beer and offered a swig to his nephew.
	Davy drank a swig and the Unky slipped his hand down the boy’s pants.  As before mentioned, the boy was topless, as was the other lad, seven year old Ernie.  Their skin was as dark brown as the dark brown desert dirt outside their home.  The boy wore no underwear, this was known as Uncle Packard pushed the boy’s black knee length corduroys down.  The boy was “tan” from head to toe.
	And he had a bit of a “boner” going, too.
	The others continued cleaning up the room and had actually done so.  Amanda and her sister, nine year old Beth, shuttled the clothes they had picked up to the laundry room.  Ernie took the piled newspapers to the garbage.
	Jake watched the girls, they lingered in the laundry room down the hall from the kitchen.  It couldn’t be heard but it appeared as though Beth had asked something of her sister Amanda.  Amanda nodded her head.
	Davy crawled onto his Unky’s lap, the man’s manhood went sliding effortlessly into the boy’s ass.  Packard clutched at the boy’s cheeks and worked him up and down.  He made more noises near inhuman as he sodomized his nephew.  “Grind up against me.” the Unky said.  Davy eased forward and did as asked.
	Slow methodic pumping, along with grinding on the leather chair.  The Unky’s cock was huge and stiff.  His hands held tightly the young boy’s ass, continually working him up and down.
	Ernie slipped down the hall to the laundry room.  One of his three sister would peek out to see what was going on.  None of them spoke.  The dog (outside) had finally shut up.
	Beth hopped up onto the old washer, she needed a hair brushing; her golden hair was a little disheveled and probably a bath wouldn’t hurt, either.  They weren’t underfed, there were no “marks” on their young bodies.  They were just quiet.
	Amanda peeked out into the hallway.
	“Is he done, yet?” asked Beth.
	Amanda nodded.
	Slowly with some trepidation the siblings slipped out to the combined living room.
	“Uncle Pack, should I let the dog back in?” asked Beth pausing at the patio door.
	“If he’ll keep his big trap shut.” bitched back the Uncle.
	Beth opened the door and the mongrel mutt with more “Boxer” in him than anything else trotted in.  He looked right at the “invisible” duo standing by the kitchen/bar.  He snarled and growled--then got a bad look from his master.  The dog farted and with tail tucked trotted to a corner and lay down, his eyes continuously on the unseen Jake and Skyler.
	Timidly Amanda moved into the living room, quite close to her naked uncle and brother.  Packard had completed his task of butt fucking his nephew, the boy remained on the man’s lap, cum spilling out of his fresh fucked hole.  His own bone was still stiff, his uncle was a little displeased that the boy hadn’t cum on him.
	“Uncle Pack, should I get dinner started?”
	“Yeah, sure.”
	The girl, still naked, backed up to the kitchen to rummage the pantry and fridge.
	“Coleen, Beth, come here.” 
	The girls beckoned gulped, pursed lips, and looked to one another. Not really reluctantly but somewhat hesitantly they came to their naked uncle.  Brother Davy eased off his uncle’s lap and headed to the bathroom.  Packard stroked his cum shooter, it still expelled some sperm while he did so.  To Beth he reached for, fondling and patting her young nine year old butt.  Up her backside he went, then down to her butt again before slipping his hand inside her kiddie Capri pants.
	Slowly they were eased down.  She wore lavender undies.
	The undies were worked down and she herself pulled off her top.
	She crawled onto the man’s lap, sitting up against him.  Packard then reached down and picked up her lavender panties--then handed them to Ernie who lingered nearby.
	“Clean it off.” he told the boy.
	The boy took the undies and proceeded to wipe clean his uncle’s foul cock.  (it was a little stained.)  Packard’s hands were busy roaming on the boy’s sister’s ass, delving into the crack and deftly fingering out her glory hole, sucking on her young chest.
	“Uncle Pack,” called out Amanda from the kitchen, “do you want leftovers or something else?”
	“Do we HAVE something else?”
	“Not really.”
	There was a pause.
	“Go get my wallet, should be a few bills in it.”
	Almost hurriedly the girl dashed off to comply.  Ernie continued cleaning his uncle’s cock.  He reached out his left hand, taking young Coleen closer to the chair.  He worked the girl’s clothes until she took the obvious hint and undressed herself.
	Packard was into fingering the young girl, dragging the back of his finger up and down the child’s cunny.  Jake and Skyler could well enough determine by visual exam that she was NOT a virgin.  Natch!
	Packard was into fingering the young--when Amanda came to the end of the living room.  “There’s a ten and three one’s.” she said.
	Packard tossed his head back into the chair.  He stopped fingering Beth, eased her down onto his lap, lightly he took his freshly cleaned cock and pressed it against the girl’s taint and then up between them.
	“Any money in the cookie jar?”
	“I’ll go look.” the girl quickly scampered to the kitchen, got a step-stool and rummaged in the jar on a high cabinet.  Packard rubbed Beth’s ass, Skyler and Jake looked to one another, ‘money troubles?’
	“There’s a five!” shouted Amanda.
	“We got any coupons, should be some on the bar counter.”
	Amanda and Davy searched thru the cluttered pile of papers picking out the various pizza coupons.
	“Check the expire date.” called out Packard.
	Amanda found one that was suitable and within their budget, plus at least a one dollar tip for the poor bloke who had to drive the three miles out to their place to make the delivery.
	After Amanda made the call, Packard continued with his fingering…

*

How to make money at others’ expensive
	Money worries.  The man obviously didn’t have a job.  Where his money DID come from wasn’t known; there were bills on the bar counter, gas in the truck, some food in the house, and twelve dollars in his wallet.  From experience, Jake and Skyler knew how there was a way to make money…
	Cole had a “business”, filming the Dungeonites having sex with each other as well as he himself involved, along with his sister.  In the beginning, Jake had learned, it had just been Cole and his sister Breezy making adult pornos.
	This led to other forms of porno where the money was more.
	Cole had IRS troubles and wanted them off his back before they possibly came snooping or getting into his biz.  He also had dreams and desires (the tangible inanimate type); a home in the mountains, or beach, a nice-nice car or big fancy SUV.  Filming the kiddies was the next best thing.
	Breezy had made her “acquisitions” as her kids were happenstance runaways, abused, neglected, etc.  They had been included in the “filimings”, but not with Cole’s Collection(s).  With the advent of Forrest’s brood (from that interstate restaurant snafu) more filming was done.
	But that was Cole and the gang.  Packard Ghash wasn’t into filming, not yet.  He seemed to have his way with his kids and they didn’t seem too put off by it, not much.  What their story was was unknown.  He didn’t seem to be volatile with them, none had bruises or “marks” on them.
	Before the pizza arrived, Skyler clutched Jake, ‘I think I’d better get out of here.’ he whispered hoarsely.  The Contraption Side Effect was effecting him.  It was bad enough to go it alone, but having the Contraption render TWO peoples invisible was asking for it.
	‘Ok, bud, I’ll get you out of here.’
	They were making their way to the patio door--the family dog nutted up again and stood up from his corner.  He was quickly admonished but it took a little doing and a serious threat tone of voice from Packard.
	Packard, after calming down a bit, scooped up the naked Beth and promptly latched onto her nipples.  She was just beginning to get lumpy; at a mere nine year young so was eight year old Coleen.
	Packard placed the naked child on a small kitchen table, opened her legs and went down on her.  The young girl griped the edges of the rinky table, biting her lower lip.  She needed a bath, a hair trim, and better nutrition.  She had a missing front tooth and an incisor.  Almost sad blue eyes, but a pretty face just the same.
	Her uncle noshed on her, driving his wicked tongue into her young cunny, driving a finger into her corn hole, sucking on the whole of her cunny and seemingly sending unique vibrations of the orgasmic kind into the young niece.
	At length the uncle stood; his cock was massively hard, pulsing purple and dripping with cum.  “Suck it or take it.” he said.  Beth gulped and stared at the manly manhood.  Some choice!  The girl responded with a slight shoulder roll/shrug and then lightly fingered her pussy that Skyler determined was well fucked anyhow.
	“Good choice.” almost smiled Packard.  He leaned forward and brought the child right to the edge of the table, then slipped the head of his dick into her crevice and began pumping.
	The other children lingered in the hall just down from the kitchen.  They were well aware (apparently) of what was going on.  None of them spoke but stood at doorless rooms, waiting.
	Presently a trail of kicked up dust could be seen.  Amanda watched as it neared, she squinted her eyes, pulling unkempt blond hair out of the way to see better.
	“Uncle Pack!” she almost shouted, “Pizza guy is here!”
	The girl and eldest sibling Davy near raced to the sliding patio deck door, right there to the left into the kitchen area was their Uncle strongly fucking their sibling sister, Beth.
	Slightly did Davy get an erection, too.  His naked sister Amanda right there close to him, his dick.  The boy’s eyes focused (feasted) on the girl’s very tan perfectly shaped ass.  He seemed to have a longing.  But quickly the girl fled to the other side of the kitchen, fetching some clothes so as not to be seen by the “pizza guy” naked.
	Davy backtracked down the hall and plucked up a pair of shorts.
	Coleen and Ernie remained naked, but in the Slopes of the Outskirts, that was almost a given.  Kids as old as ten and eleven were commonly seen running abut their homestead buck naked.
	Packard tensed up and began straining/jerking as he fired off wad after intense wad into his young niece.  The young girl had her face all screwed up and didn’t seem to be overly enjoying being packed by the Packard.
	The man emptied a gorge full of cum into the child’s cunny, then lay his prong against her to continue with the intense feeling just a little more.  Then, with enormously summoned strength he hefted the naked cum dripping child up and backed down the hall, too.
	The “pizza guy” pulled up in his little red truck and waited for the cloud of dust to settle before getting out.  This gave Packard a little more time to recover himself.  He sat his fresh fucked niece on a bathroom counter, the took the time to wipe his nasty dick up and down her cunny.  Beth was a little upset, “it hurts!” she complained.
	“Then you should have sucked it.” her uncle returned.  He went down on the girl, placing his tongue into her mouth and fingering her pussy.
	The family dog nutted up again and came near charging to where Skyler and Jake stood.  Skyler looked deathly ill (to Jake).  He was hot and beginning to retch/puke.  There was also a brief loss of cohesion from the Contraption--in that for a brief nano second, the team of Skyler and Jake were visible.
	Not good.
	The pizza guy bounded up the steps carrying a large “everything” pizza and a large bottle of soda.  He had a big smile on his face.  He had no idea why his coworkers at the pizzeria in town were laughing when he voluntarily took the order to drive the five miles out to the Slopes of the Outskirts.
	He firstly saw a naked eight year old girl.  Then an equally naked seven year old boy.  A ten year old girl with a simple halter top on and a pair of shorts (no panties) appeared nextly.
	Then the family dog.
	The boy’s face quickly evaporated.
	His charm and wit and humor and good nature fell to the wayside as the transaction with the man of the humble abode was completed, and “pizza guy” received a mere pittance for his troubles--$1.50 tip.
	A dollar and a half for a five mile drive.  He was not pleased.  He understood then why his coworkers were in such an uproar.  Oh well, he thought, there were other customers who would make up for it.  He drove away not too disgruntled, a slight boner in his pants for the seeing of the naked children, including the scantily clad ten year old.
	He was unaware that he had “passengers” in the back of his ride.

*

Happenstance and Occurrences
	It wasn’t until they had come to a stop and looked around that they realized a minor faux pas.
	“Uh, weren’t we supposed to get out at Cole’s?”
	Skyler looked around, HE was the one that was sick, it was supposed to be Jake who should have made notice.  They were at the pizzeria.  They had no way back, Forrest’s ride they had “borrowed” was at Cole’s.  Slowly the boys got out of the small pickup’s backend--and became “visible”.  Skyler doubled over and vomited.
	Into the pizzeria they went, it was cool within, but the smell of pizza was not kind to ill-boy Skyler.  The ice creamery next door was better, it was WAY cooler inside.
	“Soooo,” Jake mused after a double serving of chocolate/strawberry malts, “how we gonna get back out to Cole’s?”
	Skyler wasn’t amused, it was Jake who should have been more alert.
	“We could call Breezy.” drawled Jake.
	Skyler looked to him, ‘No.’ they weren’t supposed to be out tootin around in Forrest’s ride in the first place.  Out to Cole’s was one thing, stuck back in town with no way BACK to Cole’s was something else.  She’d tell Forrest and Forrest would take away their driving privileges.  (of his ride anyways.)
	“Well, anyways,” Jake said changing the subject, “what are we going to do about Packard?”
	Skyler shrugged, “How the fuck should I know!?” bitched back Skyler, he still didn’t feel too good.
	Jake shinned it (and Skyler) on, he didn’t feel well and so he let it go.

	Presently, though, something of mild interest caught Jake’s attention.  Skyler by then had begun to feel better and took an interest, too.  The boys looked to one another and smiled and nodded.  
	Two subjects were in their late teens, another was a young adult, just a year or so out of her teen years, and another was a young mother, late 20s with a five year old fussy daughter.  The boys firstly laid eyes to the two teen girls.  Delicious!  Jake already had them nude (in his mind) while Skyler imagined them sprawled out on a bed in Cole’s Dungeon.
	“Hey,” sparked up Skyler, “I got an idea.”
	“Well, drawled Jake, “don’t keep it to yourself…”
	“Well, I-I was just thinking--”
	“Don’t do that, you’ll hurt yourself!” joshed his friend.
	“Wise ass.” bitched Skyler, “Anyways, Cole’s in the biz of making movies.  I don’t know how much he makes, but he makes money, right?”
	“Right, it’s like some sort of big ass secret or something, they don’t want to say.  Anyways, ’and’?”
	“Well, I was just thinking, why couldn’t that Packard fucker make a movie, of his kids, or something?”  then, “If he’s got money troubles like we think, making kiddie pornos would do him good.”
	Jake had to think about it.
	“Well, he don’t have a camera, of any kind, I don’t think.”
	“We could get him one, or borrow one from Cole.”
	“How would we get it to him, to Packard, just knock on the door and drop it off?”
	Details--details…

	 Emily and Dora.  Very-very nice.  Eighteen, seniors at their high school, driving a nice car (newer model Camry), carefree and happy, ogling some boys of various ages (all teen age level) and in a giggle fit jostling one another.  They had been at the pizzeria and made their way to the Camry.
	It was the last thing that they would remember--clearly.
	With the a/c running on high, the interior of the car was suitable.  The radio had been switched off to lesson noise interference.  With the Contraption III in operation, a more suitable command of a Subject(s) mind could be rendered.  What potential side-effects there would be were yet to be known.  
	Contraption III had the narly ability of really getting into a Subject’s mind--up to five or more Subjects were thought to be “contained” and controllable.  The Subjects’ minds would be affected inasmuch as the previous Contraptions, moreso the First One, but C-III had more umph.
	And with C-III, it did not negate or interfere with the previous Contraptions--that made it so as one of the previous could be used--like the C-II, which made the bearer and an accomplice “invisible.”  A new heat sink that wicked away heat, a liquid thermal layering over the critical components that created such extraordinary heat was installed in all three of the Contraptions, hopefully it would help in calming down the nasty side effects.
	With that said and done:
	Skyler and Jake meandered behind the first two Subjects, zapped them/touched them, and “escorted” them to their car.  Then, it was a quickie around the mini mall building.  The radio was turned off and the a/c was cranked to the max.
	Emily Deveroux.  Eighteen.  Strawberry blond hair pulled back into a bouncy pony tail.  She was cute, trim, nice hips and a great ass.  A nice set of 28Bs, too.  A stripped sleeveless shirt and knee length jean britches.  Very tan.  Her movements were concise, she was somewhat reserved but still outgoing enough not to be a prude or standoffish.  She was a cunt hair away from being a cheerleader.
	Her friend Dora was a close friend, dark hair, green eyes, an inch more in the hips and tits, and an inch taller, too.  But she was sweet, friendly, outgoing, and just as tan as Emily.
	She wore a white striped top with cottony britches to the knees, the belt loops at the hips had been cut away, including the whole area there making the copped pants an inch less all the way around, therefore revealing more “skin.”
	‘Virgin?’ Skyler asked.  It was a new nuance of the C-III, Q&A.  he rather liked the results Forrest had gotten from his previous Subjects, Q&A was not only insightful--it was fun!
	Emily almost struggled but under the power of the C-III, she had no choice but to blurt out with a head nod of acknowledgement, “No.”
	Thru further Q&Aing, it was learned the girl was the daughter of an insurance salesman, her mother was a substitute teacher and music tutor.  She had an older sibling who was an unwed mother living at home, and there was a younger sister sibling, too.  
	Emily had lost her virginity at 14, not often, but at least to the same horndog.  She took it in the ass when she was nigh but 16, and gave occasional blowjobs in between times.  She got totally naked with her beau, ran naked thru a park in the middle of the night, skinny dipped with the boy and some of his friends--her friends and got drunk AND high.  
	She knew she had gotten fucked by several of the boys, too, at that orgy infested party.  She was not into “girls”, but WAS curious about what it would be like to nosh on another girl’s cunny.
	No sexual mis-thoughts about making it with her daddy.  (or mother)
	No further desires to engage in an orgy…
	For Dora, she was not a virgin, either.  But with Dora, an older brother and an uncle had boffed her, basically it was a rape.  She was into drinking and smoking weed and the two took advantage of her.  If she told anyone, like her parents--cops, etc., she’d be busted, too.  She was an outstanding member at her school AND church.  An honor student and excellent standing member of her class.  The discovery of her drug use and alcohol abuse would surely end those standings.
	‘Take your pants down.’ Skyler told Emily.
	And very obediently eighteen year old Emily did so, undoing her britches and slipping them down to her ankles.  White undies with purple dots all over them.  Hi-cut nylon undies.  Jake let the seat down and pulled her shirt up, then flipped the bra cups out of the way.  Tilting the steering wheel out of the way he mounted the girl, working his own clothes down then the girl’s panties.
	Jake took command of Dora.

	Both boys found the girls’ poons deliciously snug, cock pleasing.  Jake stepped it up a might, removing Dora’s pants and panties and pushing her legs back, locking her feet to the headboard and driving his bone into her backdoor.
	Skyler was satisfied with simply fucking Emily’s cunt.
	Skyler loved to fuck, as did Jake.  Both did so and loved watching the girls’ jiggling titties.  The sensation of their bare unwrapped cock slamming into the tight teenage poons was real.  And Jake was porking Dora’s equally tight backdoor.
	Afterwards, and the boys’ spillage ladened in gobs all over the girls’ poons (and corn hole).  The boys were worn out, and still had a problem on their hands.  (and no side effects were noted!)
	And then something more.
	Skyler and Jake redressed the girls, but didn’t bother wiping them clean.  They proceeded back to the pizzeria when Jake noticed that Emily and Dora--were still “zapped.”
	Skyler checked his machine, it was still receiving the girls’ brain wave patterns although he had initiated a Cancellation.  Ut-oh!
	Jake shook Emily’s shoulder.
	Nothing.
	Skyler copped a feel of Dora’s breasts.
	Nothing still.
	“What gives, Dude?” asked Jake.
	“Beats me the fuck out of?” Skyler said.
	Jake stared at him, ‘beats me the fuck out of?’
	“Dude, like are you okay?”
	“Sure? Me k-oh.”
	That wasn’t right, that wasn’t right at all.
	The Contraption III had a minor glitch in it after all.
	Jake considered contacting Forrest.
	Suddenly he noticed that Emily and Dora were “peeing” themselves.
	Both girls, too, seemed to be slowly coming around.  Checking the C-III’s readings, the brain wave patterns were flat lining.  The girls were coming around.  Time to boogie!

	Denise Hollman.  She was 20 and was a clerk-assistant for an national brand office supply warehouse.  A bouncy-bubbly girl, small bust, great ass, nice shape from head to toe, red hair in permed curls, small teeth, dainty.  She was on her way home from finishing her 8-hr shift.  Blank knit slacks, a great-great tight ass.  And though the two horndogs Jake and Skyler had just boffed Emily and Dora, they were ready for action again.
	Denise had managed to hang onto her virginity until she was eighteen!  Amazing!  She had, though, given a few hand jobs and just as many blowjobs, though, since age fourteen.  She feared getting pregnant and so any boy who boffed her twat had to wrap his schlong in rubber.  She was an anal virgin.
	“Damn,” remarked Jake to Skyler, “Ole Cole would love to have her in his clutches.”  Denise had a very good body, small petite breasts, a very well trimmed snatch that had a kick-ass unicorn on one side in a boxing pose with a Devil character on the other side.
	In her car parked at the side of the pizzeria, Denise was boffed--she was actually double teamed with Jake slamming into her tight cunny and Skyler gliding into her virginal shit pipe.
	The boys had a grand time.
	Denise peed and came.
	Skyler passed out.
	“Do you think we could take her to Cole’s?”
	Jake was still on that scheme.  Skyler stuffed the girl’s cunt, after awakening and barfing into the backseat.  His cock was dramatically stiff and in a serious need of fucking.  Denise was naked, her clothes everywhere.  Jake rested, al la naked, watching his friend and thinking.

	Like Emily and Dora, Denise peed herself and remained “dazed” for several minutes after Skyler had initially released her mind.  And Jake noted he (Skyler) still spoke a little odd…

	The day was getting on, still damn hot, but the daylight was waning.
	The final Subject had been greeted (er, zapped) and Jake had her in the middle seat of her family newer model station wagon, balling the crap out of her.  He had wasted no time in getting her naked, then fucking the ever living bejeezus out of her.
	She was a mother, she had a five year old in the front seat with Skyler.  She got dicked on a fairly regular basis.  There was no Q&Aing her, just out and out fucking.
	Thereafter, Jake peeked over into the front seat--
	“Dude!” quipped the teen.  Skyler looked, “What?” he had the little five year old naked, ankles clamped together and legs up.  His other hand fingering the child’s cunny and asshole.  His pants and underwear down, cock rock hard.
	Jake watched as the stunned little girl lay in a varied state of confusion.  Skyler went down on the girl, licking her young-young poon, engulfing it fully and wholly  before doing the ultimate unspeakable.  There was no “penetration” per se, but close counts.  He had Jake hold one of the child’s legs while he positioned himself, his gangly teen cock rubbing tenaciously against the innocent child’s cunt.
	He then proceeded to hump and hump and hump, trying to stuff his dick INTO the child’s cunny but ultimately just resting the shaft against the smooth hairless slit and humping madly until ejaculating.
	“You cad!” seethed teasingly Jake.
	Skyler paid him no mind and finished emptying his tool.
	“Cole would like this one.” Jake made mention.
	“Yeah, he likes them young.”
	The boys rested a moment before continuing.
The Next Thing You Know…
	Emily, Dora, Denise, Hanna with five year old April.  Cole looked them over one by one, licking his lips thoughtfully.  “Nice job.” he told the boys, Skyler & Jake.  Most of Cole’s previous Duneonites had been “released” so a new batch was needed.  The team of Jake/Skyler helped out and Cole was appreciative--along with approving.
	The boys asked if they could “barrow” one of Cole’s video cameras.
	Cole had no prob with that request, he had others.  But he did add, “just bring it back.” video cameras weren’t free.  The boys left, with a video camera.  Their first task was to take Hanna’s station wagon out into the desert, on the far-far side of the interstate and crash it into the dry river bed.  Jake would follow driving Forrest’s SUV.
	Thereafter the boys stopped at the interstate eatery to discuss the plan about how to get the barrowed camera to Subject Packard Ghash.
	“Then what?” asked Jake.
	“Whattya mean?”
	“Well, Cole said we could “barrow” the camera, he wants it back.”
	Jake wrinkled his nose, farted, and stirred the ice in his soda.  The waitress who brought them their shared plate of fries eyed them, smiled meekly then went on.  Jake hadn’t seen his picture up anywheres, but that didn’t mean the waitress hadn’t seen him someplace, or on the daily news.  He WAS a kidnap victim, just a willing one.  He had the so-so okay from Forrest that if he wanted to vamoose, he could, willingly.  
	There was the unspoken stipulation that if he blabbed one word about what was happening, how, and by whom, he’d be a dead dick.
	Jake assured Forrest that he was cool.  He liked what was going on and didn’t want to do anything to fuck it up.
	“We’ll just have to tell Forrest.” suggested Skyler, “he’ll get us a new camera to replace the one we give Packard.”
	Jake thought that was a good idea.
	The next thing was to finger out just exactly how to get the camera they had to Packard.  
	“We could--just lay it somewhere where he’d see it?”
	“Put it in his mailbox?”
	“Put it in his truck…”
	“But would he know what to do?  I mean, just ‘cause he has a camera don’t mean he knows what to do with it?”
	The look from Jake was one of mild confusion.  “I’m sure he knows how to operate a video camera!”
	“No, I meant, like what Cole does, the business end of the camera.”
	Jake mulled it over, “Oh.” he gulped and strove to figure out just how to accomplish that little detail.  The boys thought--and thought--and thought.  At the end of their fry meal and several sodas, neither had a definitive answer.
	“Well, maybe it’ll come to us later.”  the boys scurried out of the eatery and tooled back towards Cole’s.

*

	The boys spent the night with Cole.  They played cards, dominoes, and watched some old pornos of Cole’s captives.  The boy’s learned of Cole’s “contacts” and how he had made them.  That helped Jake and Skyler; somehow they would have to add that little tid bit of info for Packard Ghash.
	Skyler and Jake, with Cole, traipsed down into the Dungeon and had their fill of the Dungeonites therein.  Jake watched in awesome awe as Cole, too, had no morals whatsoever and molested the little five year old, humping on her little poon while her very distraught mother watched.  When the man’s cum spilled onto the child’s cunny after several minutes of severe vaginal humping, one of the Dungeonite boys was tasked to lick the girl’s poon clean.
	It was all for shock value.
	Shannon and Tamara--former friends of Jake’s were still with Cole, too.  Jake and Skyler boffed the girls (for old time’s sake) while Cole had one of his original Dungeonites do some continuing mind blowing for the newest arrivals.
	Young ten year old Dungeonite Shaun was put to the task of cleaning up April’s cum laden cunny.  She, along with her mother and the other new arrivals had “come around” significantly.  They were still dazed and highly confused, but aware that they had been kidnapped for sexual depraved purposes, they were statistics.
	They had no idea how horrible their situation could be.  All had been mildly curious (save for April) about what it would be like to be kidnapped and put into the horrible situations they had heard about on the daily news blab.
	Emily and Dora had to spread their legs for young boys Kim and Bryce, eight and merely seven years young respectively.  The girls were horrified and dumbfounded, but then again…
	To further put Hanna into a spinning out of control mind blast, she watched as the boy “Shaun” after finishing licking the splooge from her daughter’s vagina mount and stuff her innocent.  Hanna was appalled and sickened.  Shaun had been a Dungeonite long enough to know that disobeying was not an option.  The welts on his backside from head to toe were just beginning to heal.  The marks were still visible.  On the bottoms of some of the other boys there were scorch marks whereas they had been branded for misbehaving and not obeying.
	On some of the bald hairless poons of some of the girls, Shannon, too, there were branding marks there, as well.  The newest arrivals quickly caught on and their first few hours were sheer terror.  Sheer.
	Six year old Lonnie and five year old Terry approached the heavily distraught Hanna Mosely, she was totally freaking out as she watched her young child being basically raped.  The Dungeon Master masturbated himself, humping on April’s face, holding her hair tight in his hands making her suck his balls and manly shaft.
	Lonnie and Terry climbed onto the naked mother, Hanna.  Her mind was about gone.  Lonnie placed his hairless nuggets into the freaking out mother’s mouth while Terry laid up against the woman between her legs and fucked her cunt.
	Super young boys Xu and Ricky came to highly confused Denise.  She was a good girl, molesting boys or having any sexual doings with boys so young was just too deplorable to deal with.
	When she showed refusal at participating in the heinous sexual doings, a ten year old girl was wrestled into a position--by a pot bellied stove.  She was wrestled onto her backside with two teenage boys (Jake/Skyler) holding her squirming nude body firm.  The girl SCREAMED and ranted.  The other children fled to dark corners whelping and cringing.
	A hot branding iron was removed from the stove, its tip glowing super red hot.  Penny’s legs were pinned back, her young ass vulnerable.  Her anus clenched tight as did her whole young body.  The maniacal Dungeon Master pressed the torturous iron to the girl’s bare ass.
	The room (which was small anyways) was quickly filled with putrid odor of burning flesh.  Penny screamed at the top of her lungs before passing out.
	Denise passed out, too.
  
**

	Cum the new morn and after breakfast, helping to serve the captives in the dungeon, the boys set out to once more “visit” Packard Ghash.  It was then that the man’s truck fired up and he was leaving out.
	“Shit!” bitched Jake.
	Both boys rushed back to Cole’s and to Forrest’s SUV then scurried down to the stand of mailboxes.  Here quickly Jake stuffed the mailbox marked Ghash with the semi hi-tech video camera.  Then they scurried down the dirt road to where there was a real estate office, bait shop, so-so grocery store and two pump island gas station.
	They could see Ghash’s truck coming down the Slope.
	Being “morning” though, the likelihood that he would check his mailbox was unlikely.
	Not improbable, just that it wasn’t noon type time so it was unlikely.  The mail didn’t run in the Outskirts area until late afternoon.
	Suddenly, pulling up into the gravely parking/yard was a hot red Corvette.  The same hot gal the boys had seen the day or so before was driving.  She was still hot.  She got out carrying a small briefcase of which she took into the real estate office.  She wore hot tight-tight jeans with rivets and leather, the pockets near worn.
	The boys waited--and waited--and then waited some more.  They pulled out their aching puds and jacked themselves--then each other.  The hot girl in the hot car didn’t come out.  No matter, something else took their interest…

	Presently a car pulled into the area and rolled to a stop to the gas pump island.  A woman got out along with two young children.  One boy, one girl.  The boy was about 7 years while the girl was five-ish.  There, too, was a three year old in a car seat in the back of the ratty kinda small for the family import car.
	The mother was of no interest to the boys.  If a bulldozer should run over her face, it’d be an improvement.  She could stand to lose some weight, too, and a size reduction on those twin 44Ds on her chest.  Both children quickly ran amok once out of the car, the mother proceeded to fuel up the car, the boy had the task of taking money to the clerk inside the grocery/bait shop.
	The little girl could use a hair trim and a serious bathing.	 Missing some teeth and manners, but it wasn’t her fault.  She was a little grimy, wore a simple summer dress that could use a good washing.  
	The woman hollered at the kids inside the store, flipped the gas pump handle repeatedly and had serious body odor.  Skyler exited the SUV and sashayed into the store…
	Jake shook his head, ‘no morals, no fucking morals whatsoever!’

	“Dude!” almost shouted Jake.  He came around the backside of the rinky-dink general store, where the boxes and dumpster was.  Here, No Morals Skyler had the little girl’s panties down at her ankles and her dress off.  His cock was rock hard as he masturbated against her.  He had the little girl’s fingers about his prong and clutching his balls, too.
	“Anyone coming, besides me?” Skyler grinned.
	“You sick fuck!” joshed Jake.  He looked thru the screen door and shook his head, “You’re clear.”
	Skyler continued his doing, pressing his wicked bone against the nude child’s chest, her belly, then down between her legs before laying her down.  Jake rubbed himself and then hauled out his own meat stick.  Skyler held the wiggly child’s legs open--a Contraption held her mind but it wasn’t a good grip--she was too young for one thing.  But the newest Contraption worked enough to keep the untouched mind at bay enough to allow narly naughty shenanigans.
	And Skyler was all about that.
	
	“Dude, you think a guy can run out of sperm?”
	Jake looked to Skyler--what a question!  He shrugged, he didn’t know for sure himself.  Both boys had covered the little five year old’s pussy and belly area with their spunk, her pert little equally virgin asshole.  With cum laden cocks they stuffed the child’s mouth--one at a time, then splashed her with urine.
	Thereafter they laid her to rest behind the dumpster, still naked and “coated” and covered her with crushed/broken down boxes.  She’d be found in no time.  The boys then scooted back to their SUV.  The hot girl and her ‘Vette were gone, naturally.  So was their other subject, Packard.
	“Shit!”
	“Double shit!”
	But then looking to the interstate not far off there was Packard’s truck heading towards the desert city.  The boys looked to one another and Skyler put the SUV into gear.

	“Where’s he going?” Jake wondered allowed.
	“Don’t know.” Skyler replied.
	The boys finally caught up to the rattletrap truck, and followed it thru the small city in the desert before it finally scurried down to the seedier side of businesses.
	Packard Ghash drove to a pawn shop.
	“What the fuck’s he doing there?” Skyler asked bitchingly.
	Jake had no clue.  They watched as the man entered the store, carrying a small object.  The video camera they had just stuffed into Ghash’s mailbox.
	“Oh shit, don’t fucking tell me!”
	Jake shook his head, “I don’t fucking believe it!”
	“Son-of-a-bitch!,” seethed Skyler, “the fuckwad’s gonna pawn it!”
	“What’ll we do now?”
	“Tell Forrest I guess.”
	Skyler wrinkled his nose, there was another option.

	“Acquiring Funds” and “objects” was one thing (unbelievably) that Skyler disliked.  He liked it on an esoteric level, the premise was good.  But there was something that just bothered him.  (Sure, he can emptied splooge onto an innocent five year old child, rape and molest virtually every girl (and boy) encountered; kidnap girls and boys for sexual purposes and THAT not bother him--but a little thing like “bank robbery”  THAT bothered him!)
	The “bank” heist was half a block up from the pawn shop.  Packard Ghash hadn’t emerged and Skyler was pissed.  Jake stayed with the SUV and Skyler went off to visit the nearby bank.  Just a quickie.  Packard came out during his absence.  Jake fumed but watched the old truck slowly tredge down the one-way street then make a turn.
	Skyler returned nonchalantly and they scurried after their prey.

	For an hour they searched and searched before re-sighting the Subject vehicle.  It was parked at the park (again.)  Slowly Skyler pulled Forrest’s ride to a neighboring parking spot and scanned the area for any sign of Ghash.
	Packard Ghash wasn’t sighted, but some others the boys were familiar with (not as familiar with as they wished, but…) were sighted.  Utilizing supreme stealth via the Contraptions I-II-III, the boys scuttled into the woods.  They lightly followed the “other” Subjects:  Brianne, her step-sister Jessica, horndog teen, Luca, and equally horny Asher.
	As before, the foursome made way to their secluded spot.  Or so they thought.  Skyler and Jake looked all around for the spying snoop Ghash.  On first scan he was not found.
	In the secluded spot the kids slung their daypacks and kicked off their shoes.  Jessica and Asher peeled out of their clothes, it was hot out and they just peeled to their underwear.
	Luca peeled, too, but got totally naked.  His teen cock was already dramatically stiff.  Brianne held off getting to the skin, she fished out a soda from her pack and eyed Luca’s bone.
	Jessica and Asher goofed around being silly kids, atypical; then on encouragement from Luca, they stripped to their skin and frolicked in the nearby creek.  It was nearly dry in the dead of summer, but there was still enough water to get themselves wet.
	Luca masturbated and Brianne sucked him, pouring some soda onto his organ and drinking it from his balls!  They, like Skyler and Jake, were unaware that Subject Ghash WAS watching them…