August Moone
Book II
Roadtrips & Sidetrips
Chapter Six
Must Be Something in the Water

	The woman’s eyes bulged as the very manly cock slid effortlessly into her cunny.  She grunted, groaned, and was wholly fulfilled.  A bit of a twitch here and there, gripping the picnic table top, staring straight up into the tall surrounding firs and the drifting cumulous clouds; with an occasional glance to the new lover fucking her brains out.
	Beside her lay Wendsy, holding her legs back while Earl plowed into her pussy.  The girl wriggled, closed her eyes, grimaced some, but bucked into her new lover just the same.
	On the other side of her lay the other girl, Winnie--being hammered by Shane.  Laying out on the bench by her head was the woman, Charlotte being equally hammered by Wayne.  The woman looked back up into the sky gripping the table.
	Valerie and Cathy looked on from within the tent.

	August had a thing--well, that goes without saying.  But, water.  Or any liquid type beverage.  Not so much as for himself but for his “subjects.”  Wendsy was cool with it, so was Winne and Charlotte.  The other “subjects” were unaware of what the gist of drinking so much water was, though.  Not until the “need” to pee struck them.
	Wayne and Shane were a go, Abby and her biological offspring were not so much into the disgusting deed.  Water Sports.  It was a very disgusting thing to do, let alone be a part of.  Abby firstly had to down several cups of water, wait half an hour and then…
	She straddled her oldest daughter’s chest, facing downwards.  Her ass came up some so as the teenager could see her mother’s cunt peeing.  Her mother’s mouth was filled not with one cock, but TWO!  Both Earl and newcomer August filled her motherly mouth with their schlong while she was finally allowed to relieve her bladder.
	When done, Abby had to place her wet cunny onto Valerie’s face, specifically her mouth.  The girl then was goaded into licking her mother’s pissy cunt.
	Wayne and Shane had full bladders, they urinated happily onto Charlotte.  Charlotte willingly sucked on the boys, and then drained her own bladder onto their wares.
	Meanwhile, Wendsy straddled Cathy’s face and whizzed tenaciously onto the pre-teen’s face, drenching her.  August saw the lightning flashing in the young girl’s face, she seriously wanted to do harm to the pre-teen girl she was peeing on.
	Winnie peed on the girl’s pussy.

	Shane and Wayne were Earl’s boys.  Precocious lads, happy-go-lucky, wild lads who were well tan all over.  They didn’t really seem to talk, August so noted.  He further noted that they were similar to the way Wendsy & September communicated--a mind link.  
	Valerie and Cathy were Abigail’s girls.  She was a divorcee and deep-deep in debt.  Her ex-husband had skipped and left her in dire debt, troubles with the IRS, and virtually penniless.  Enter Earl Conway.  Conway wasn’t rich, but he was far from poor.  He was resourceful, he had ways, means, and money to burn.  There was a small courtship lasting less than six months.
	The intricacies of that relationship August skipped on, he wasn’t that interested.  But suffice it to say things in the relationship changed greatly once the “rings were exchanged.”  It wasn’t so much as a “forced” thing, rather than a happenstance of occurrences:  Valerie was caught smoking marijuana and masturbating using a cucumber.  Cathy was caught simply masturbating (using her fingers.)  Earl spanked the two, scolded them, but didn’t molest them.  Not yet.
	The girls were soon caught weeks later, masturbating one another and both smoking marijuana.  Valerie was soon caught sucking off a boyfriend, Cathy was caught sucking the same boy!
	So both girls were forced to suck Earl.
	And even with that, “only this and nothing more.”  They were spanked and their mouths filled with manly spunk, nothing more.  Not until the trend continued.  Valerie was caught giving head to her boyfriend (again) while the boy’s 10 year old boy humped her ass.
	Cathy was caught spreading her legs for a dog, smearing peanut butter on her bare cunny and having the black Labrador lick her!
	Earl beat the girls’ ass tomato red, then forcibly sodomized them into oblivion.  It didn’t stop the girls, Valerie was caught at her school with a small amount of pot, Cathy was caught shoplifting.  To say the least the girls caught hell when they caught home detention.  The girls were not “caught” but observed 69ing one another in a marijuana-beer induced state.  The final straw.
	For their mother, Earl found her at a “party”.  A special party only for women.  Here the fifteen or so women were in odd manners of vinyl, leather, sequence, and sheer see-through.  The prime point of the “party” was the dozens of cocks.  Fake cocks.  Dildos.  All shapes, sizes, colors, etc.  The women strapped them on and sucked them off of one another, fucked one another with them, beat and sodomized one another.
	Earl was pleased.
	August was, too.
	Earl had somewhat willing shared his story about his family, unknowingly-unwittingly.  Charlotte spent her time being porked by Wayne & Shane.  Wendsy enjoyed tormenting Valerie and Cathy, having the girl 69 one another, shoving sticks up their assholes, pebbles, and each other’s tongue.  Winnie occupied August’s lap while Earl spilled his story of his family.
	When evening began to set it was time to return to their own encampment.    

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	Meanwhile, back at the ranch…
	September, Danny, Rusty; three precocious lads with a LOT of time on their hands.  Their first debacle was tossing live slimey frogs into a group of girls.  Girls who were swimming in a secluded pond, some girls in their undies only, some in shorts, three butt bare assed naked.  
	Coming to their rescue due to their screams were some boys.  Teen boys who were friends, associates, and siblings to the girls.  No one knew exactly what was going on, only that the girls were freaking out.  The boys coming to the rescue were a little baffled, along with surprised and checking out the girls in their various stages of ah-nature-all.
	One girl, age 14, ran up to a teen boy about 15-16, a muscular topless youth with a pleasing muscular physique.  She clung to him shivering from her fright--before realizing that she was one of the three who were butt bare assed naked.  She then ran off screaming into the woods with the other girls.
	The six boys who had come to see what was the matter stood somewhat flummoxed, bewildered, bemused, and hard.  A missed opportunity for August, had he been there--well, things would have turned out differently.  September noted that several of the boys, if not all, slinked off into the woods to jerk off.  Two boys picked up the cast off undies and were most amused by them, they took the panties with them while slinking off.
	That was one incident.  There were others.
	Like finding the lone woman with her young son & daughter fishing at a woodsy creek.  The lone woman was pretty young herself, mid 20s.  Her offspring were as young as six and as old as seven.  The woman was tall, permed blond hair, very tanned skin, a summer cotton white blouse supporting twin 38Bs.  Slim she was, a bit of a butt but nothing outrageous.
	The kiddies were already in their undies, splashing about in the creek nonchalantly.  The woman wasn’t really doing a lot of fishing and the Creole bag seemed to be empty.  No one else was about.
	As for Danny, well, he was a part of the family, sure.  His “other” family was of no consequence, he firmly enjoyed fucking Winne and Wendsy, and especially Charlotte, and anyone else brought into the family at will.  But he was still Danny, he still had some reservations about narly shenanigans; he still had to battle with the Right and Wrong of moral ineptitude.
	It was not a big issue with him, but a slight worry with August.
	September was aware of the “issue” about Danny.  With Rusty there was no concern, he was 100% a go.  Rusty and Danny saw the “subjects” and went on without being noticed.  September remained behind.  He didn’t have the Device, but had gumption and gall.  
	When Rusty and Danny returned from their five minute walk ahead on the unmarked trail, the little girl and boy were secured on the muddy bankside with the woman suffering from a concussion.
	The kiddies were gagged, but not that it was overly necessary; they were deep in the woods.  But the fear of voices traveling and alerting unwanted voices, they were gagged just the same.  The woman had a nice bump to her noggin, there was a small amount of blood and she was very out of it.  Regardless, her clothing was used to secure her ankles and wrists.
	The boys took their time, undressing the woman.  They stripped off their own clothing, took one more look around for security’s sake, then one by one they took turns fucking the unconscious woman while her children watched.
	When done with the mommy--Rusty set his sights on the little ones.  The little girl (6) especially.  For the moment, or this incident, September managed to curb his sadistic tendencies.  Not much was really done with the little six year old, just stripping her down and seriously fondling her, caressing her butt and holding her in a doggie style position.  September held her firm, very firm.  The notions to be sadistic were hard pressed to quell, but he managed.  Danny entered the girl’s mouth while Rusty licked out the child’s crack.

	For a finale the boys encountered a Chinese family.  Nonchalantly wandering along a wooded trail deep-deep in the woods, on their way back to the KOA.  There was the mommy, a very short woman with big breasts, a bit of a tush, a very well rounded face.  She wore American jeans (probably made in China anyways), a blue sweater, simple blouse, sensible shoes.  Her hubby was taller, taller than most Asian/Orientals.  
	Now the kiddies.  (It wouldn’t be an encounter if it weren’t for the kiddies!)  Two of them, a boy and a girl, the boy was 13ish while the girl was about eleven.  The boy was tall like his father, but very slender (skinny.)  He didn’t seem to have the outdoorsy type persona and actually seemed to be very pissed off.
	The girl, however, was pretty.  Average size for a girl her age, poised, well postured, super lovely long black hair clear to her darling tight butt in tight jeans.
	Though the boys didn’t have the Device of August Moone, they had the element of surprise, gall, balls, daring, no morals, security, and stun guns.  September had a personal electrifying device--it was a handheld personal defense weapon mostly aimed for women to use in their protection, or for police to use to subdue uncooperative suspects.
	Rusty (the quiet one) had a similar device.
	Danny had a fish knife.
	The Chinese family was caught off-guard and unawares.  There was no time to act.  September had the little girl, pinned her to the ground and placed HIS device to the girl’s neck.  Rusty had his device to the woman’s backside.
	“Do as yer told and no one gets hurt.” spoke September.  It was a lie, but they didn’t know that.  Not yet.
	The man and his son had to undress and stand aside.  The man then had to tie up his son, virtually hog tying him securely using his own clothes.  A couple of times the man tried to make a play--but his wife and daughter let out yeowls of displeasure so he stopped.
	The little girl averted her eyes when she saw the nudeness of her father and brother.  August wished upon wishes that he could have been there rather than hearing (and seeing the encounter thru September’s mind).  
	The mommy was then tied up, using her husband’s clothes.  The mommy was all kinds of emotional and crying, yapping in Chinese.  The daddy spoke English, not well, but so-so.  He demanded to know what was going on and what did the “little punks” want.
	No one answered him, September’s gleam only enraged the man more and more, but each time he tried to charge to help his family, his family suffered.
	Rusty tied the man’s hands and ankles very securely--shredding the man’s clothes--some used to secure the mommy, the rest the daddy.  He was gagged, also.  To a nearby tree the man was tied to, it was there he watched in absolute horror as his wife was stripped of her own clothing.  She was sat up on her knees while the three American dogs pawed at her, spanked her, and gropped her breasts.  They then each stripped off their own clothes and peed on her.
	After the splash down, Rusty forced his cock into the woman’s frantic mouth.  September had to put the juice to the woman, the daughter, and the son to force the man to chill the fuck out.  He nearly tore the sapling tree out of the ground he was so enraged.
	September delighted in torturing the boy, he placed the electrifying device to the boy’s testicles and gave them such a jolt, then forced the boy over a nearby log and placed the prongs of the unit to the boy’s rectum…
	The Chinese lad lay still for a long time.
	The little girl was stripped of her clothes.  Her father DID tear the tree out of the ground, but he lost balance and couldn’t do anything to prevent the boys’ assaults.  The Chinese girl was sat up on her knees while Danny fingered the girl’s hairless cunny.  His teenage cock he placed against the child’s belly and rubbed.  September got behind the girl and humped her ass.
	Over the log the mommy was laid out/over, Danny parted her pillowy white cheeks and penetrated her virgin poop chute.  Her husband was going bonkers rolling on the ground, he rattled on in his native language, bawled, and carried on for quite some time.
	Meanwhile, the little girl was humped on.  September bent her over and jammed his cock up into her super tight bung hole without much care.  The little girl began to scream at the tremendous discomfort--but her screams were quashed with Rusty cramming his cock into her mouth.
	Danny emptied his first load into the mommy’s ass, spanked her ass with his dirty schlong, then buried his prick into her mouth for another enduring hump.  The husband/father rolled on the ground with the tree lashed behind him watching in horror.
	When the Chinese boy began to move about he was sat up on his knees, and presented with his sister.  She was forced to suck him.  The boy was only halfly aware of the immorality, he was dazed and still riddled with some electrifying pains.
	But at length the boy DID get wood.  His cock reacted to the slurpings of his sister.  He at length, too, realized that it WAS his sister sucking him.  He was infuriated, enraged, aghast, and confused.  The feeling--the sensation of being sucked was incredible.  Too incredible to ignore.  His sister was not a pro, but under dire duress she did a fine job.
	And at length the boy came off into his sister’s mouth.
	Rusty and Danny held the man up and retied him to another tree, a little bigger but further away.  Once secured his nuts were electrified and then his naked distraught daughter was brought up.  She was forced down into position to gobble on her daddy’s cock.  Rusty took the pleasure of sodomizing the girl while she did so.  The daddy was too pissed to get too stiff, the horror of it all and all.  His rod got a little emotional about the blow job, but he still maintained the ability to hold off ejaculating into his daughter’s mouth.
	Not to worry, September had plans to make the man cum.

	September caught the strong scent of marijuana wafting along the air, he smiled, he wasn’t a toker himself but knew what the implications of those who did--er, that it usually meant teenagers smoking the hemp were usually zoinked out of their minds and thusly were easy to mess with.
	The day was getting late, soon they would have to return to the campsite of August Moone, September wondered how they had fared for the day.  He returned his attention to the Chinese family.  It wasn’t quite over for them.
	Danny had taken the little girl’s panties off, admired her pussy, then wrapped the purple undies about his cock & balls.  He liked girl’s in their panties, a fetish.  September and Rusty had pounded the child while she sucked off on her father’s cock; their balls slapping as they each took a long turn at filling her backdoor.  The girl’s head slamming against her father’s belly; the man glared at the boys as they sodomized his daughter, it bothered Rusty, but it didn’t bother September.
	After humping the girl, the boys left her (to curl up on the lone woodsy path) and once more settled their attention to the woman/mother.  Rusty took a turn at burying his cock into the woman’s pussy and fucking her relentlessly.  He humped madly for several minutes, didn’t cum, but close counts.  Thereafter September pushed the boy down into position, forcing the son to lick clean his mother’s cunny.  The boy strongly resisted, but was shocked into submission--along with the horror of watching his sister being shocked & electrocuted.
	The boy also put his cock into his mother’s mouth for a full five minute suck.  She didn’t suck well, either, but knew how.  She sucked his balls and when the lad was turned about, took a few lick up his crack!
	His sister was brought over and she once more took to sucking him, while she once more was humped in the ass.  Danny took charge of that while September and Rusty sandwich fucked the mother.
	The man’s wrists were a bloody mess, he was wrenching hard and had badly injured one wrists, he had even managed to break a tooth he had gritted his teeth so hard!  “I’ll fucking kill you!” he yelled.  September found that he had to place the energy output of the electronic electrifying device to a higher degree of output as the man did not respond favorably to the lower settings.
	The young teen boy/son at length got serious wood.  A nice stiffy.  Humping his mother was not so bad.  It was immoral, disgusting, repulsive to consider--but not all that bad.  Humping his virgin sister, though, that was a nuance he wasn’t ready to cope with.  But thanks to September’s insistence…
	The girl was wrestled into place, zapped a few times into utter submission, stretched out with her legs pinned behind her, arms and wrists tied very securely and then tied to her ankles.  Each boy of the Trio fingered the girl’s pussy, sucked on her small budding breasts, wetted her down with their urine splash, then pushed the brother down and made him lick her out.
	September shoved a small limb into the boy’s asshole, broke it off and then crammed in a few pebbles.  Clutching the boy’s balls hard September goaded the boy into his sister’s mouth.  She sucked him and sucked him till he was dramatically hard.  Then, with her young legs spread good and wide the boy was forced to fuck her.
	The boy, Charles Ho Lee, knew how to fuck.  It was instinct.  But fucking his sister was a step that was hard to get over.  But there was no denying the wondrous pleasures of sinking one’s pud into a sweet tight-super tight snatch like Arlene.  The girl cried, bawled, and occasionally made pleasing noises as she was boned.  Brother Charles at long last emptied a dramatic load of hot spunk into his sister’s cunt.  His eyes fluttered and he continued humping until he was well drained. 
	After pulling free of his horribly distraught sister, Charles was none too pleased to see the “mess” he had made.  He didn’t know about the “cherry popin’” bit of breaking a girl’s pussy in.  He was shocked and a little grossed out.
	Using the mommy’s panties the girl was cleaned up.  The September, Rusty, and Danny took their turns at screwing the girl, before scooting up into place before her daddy. 
	The daddy was out of his mind at this point.  Charles had to be zapped back into submission lest he try anything funny, as he did try.  But having just fucked his first fuck he was already out of strength.
	Both the mommy and the daughter sucked on the man’s tool, his balls and all.  It took a little doing, several minutes in fact, before stiffness came to the man.  Then the boys placed the girl into optimum position and pushed her onto her father’s cock.
	This didn’t go over well and the man tried to stop the insanity.  
	Didn’t work, both were zapped and zapped hard until the little girl lost consciousness.  The man humped until he lost his wad.  The mommy was forced to suck her husband’s cummy cock and then lick her daughter’s cunt.

	August was sure (to a point) that Charlotte probably wouldn’t have approved of the next bit.  The Chinese dad was dragged out to the pinnacle of a large boulder, the tree he had been lashed to was left behind, his ankles and wrists were still bound behind him, he had been zapped a couple of more times--and then PUSHED off the jutting boulder.  
	He plummeted some ten feet to the slopping side of the rocky exposed hillside that was some two hundreds open to a meandering creek below.  The darkness of the impending evening swallowed him up.  
	As for the mommy and her kiddies…
	They were marched back up along the trail quite aways, the boys was once more forced to fuck his sister AND mother, then zapped into unconsciousness before being let down into a deep pit.  The pit was a wash out as a result of heavy rains and snows during the winter.  A large tree’s roots were now exposed causing a large open pit that was some twelve feet or so deep.  The mother and sister were spanked and fucked into oblivion, then electrocuted into unconsciousness.  Then they too were lowered down before the Trio finally had had their fill and returned to camp.

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Chanced Happenstance (and other occurrences)
	The Colorado KOA wasn’t ever going to be the same again.  But in the meantime--August went to check up on Earl & Abby; but along the way that all too familiar stench of “happy smoke” once more wafted into his nostrils.  At this juncture he was alone.  No particular reason, he was ansy for one, though.  He knew that the KOA was about to be inundated with media and state patrol, possibly the FBI (if not the national guard) for September’s shenanigans.  Timing was of the essence.
	He would inform Carl that the KOA was probably no longer a good place to be, it was probably time to go to another (at the opposite end of the state!)
	Along his way to Carl’s secluded encampment the strong scent of marijuana tempted him.  He wasn’t a tokker himself, but had occasionally took a few hits now and then (back when he was young.)  With the Device firmly attached to him he stole his way thru the dense woods, scraping his knees, shins, elbows, and tumbling over logs and boulders before coming to where the scent of the marijuana was the strongest.
	Here he paused and sent out his Second Self.
	Just beyond in a very secluded area were a group of peoples, no one older than 15.  Hmmmm, this had possibilities.  As many as eight teenage girls, two were just about teenage.  A small handful of girls under ten, but older than five at least, along with a small handful of boys.  One woman.
	Two young girls about 6 or so were nude, another about eight or so was clad merely in her panties.  Two boys about eight were nude, happily following (chasing) the nude/panty clad little girls.
	The single adult woman was Chinese.  She was clothed.  There were two other Chinese with her, half and half girls, one about 13/14 with the other about 17/18 or so.  They were a family.
	How the rest figured into the mix wasn’t known, not yet.  There were two teen boys thrown in, 13/14 yrs young.  Nice lads, one was toking it up with the American/Chinese girls while the other sneaked off with one of the other teen girls and one of the wee little lasses.
	August sent his Second Self on a reconnaissance mission.  (naturally)
	The Suspects didn’t go far into the woods.  The teen boy (a nice looking fart about 14 yrs August judged) ruffled the blond hair of the little girl.  SHE was cute.  Very cute.  None cuter!  She was all of about six years young, long blond hair to her butt, lily white skin, incredible blue eyes.  August got the impression that the girl and the older girl with them may be sisters.  But the older girl, also about 14ish, didn’t seem to have any similarities to the little cutey pie.  Step sisters?  Or no relation at all?  August didn’t know, but he smiled inwardly to himself as he assumed that he probably would in time to come.
	The teen boy, 14ish, sandy brown hair, boyish-youngish face, average size and weight for his age group, squatted down and gave the little girl a nice hug.  The other stood smiling, hands before her, leaning against a small tree.  She was cute herself, long unstyled dark brown hair, nice chest.
	The boy began caressing the little girl, squeezing her butt and then the two kissed.  Right on the lips.  No biggie there--if the two were siblings or something.  But then the kiss was kicked up a notch with the boy engulfing the child’s mouth, stuffing her mouth with his tongue.
	Hmmmm
	And the little girl reciprocated!
	Hmmmm x’s 2!
	And at length the teen boy undone the little girl’s powder blue rumbled kiddie pants.  Lilac purple undies she wore underneath.  Her pants were slid down her lily white legs to her ankles, the boy sat back and took a moment to gawk.  The teen girl standing nearby did nothing, she squatted and looked to the little girl, smiled, and the teen boy slid the child’s undies down.
	In a fluid motion the child’s top was whisked off.
	He then hugged the child, again caressing her dainty little ass and kissing her.  He lightly pinched her nipples and dragged the back of his finger up her slit.  August 2nd peered closer to take a gander at the child’s naked cunny, determining that she was NOT a virgin.
	Hmmmmm x’s 3!!
	The boy began sucking on the child’s nipples, one hand still caressing her naked ass.  The child didn’t seem upset by this, she giggled and pranced in place, fingering herself.  The boy began hurriedly undoing his jeans, shucking his shoes and yanking down his clothes. 
	Sitting up his cock stood straight out.  The little gripped it with both hands and masturbated it slowly.  She grinned big.  The teen girl still did nothing. 		
	Soon the little girl (albeit encouraged by the boy’s hand behind her head) began sucking on the purple monster before her.  She sucked merely on the head of the boy’s engorged cock.  But it was enough.  He sat upright on his knees, reeling in the pure enjoyment of being blown/sucked.
	August the Original noted one of the younger lads of the group slipping off into the woods where the three had gone.  The Chinese mom was smoking a joint, one of the other teen girls joined in.  There was a van nearby of which just inside lay the other teen boy and one of the teen girls.  One more member of the group was there, too, shedding his clothes standing outside the van.  The young boy came up into the van and sat on the girl’s face as she lay on her backside--being hammered by the teen boy.
	Some of the remaining members of the group looked on, then paid no attention.  August thought this all to be very-very odd.
	Back inside the woods…
	The teen boy was now nude.  The little laid out on the clothes.  The lad who ought to know better went down on her, licking her poon.  It apparently tickled as the child he licked squirmed, giggled, and showered his handsome face with her pee.
	It didn’t seem to bother the boy, he licked her in earnest.
	The teen girl watching slowly began undressing herself.
	As she stood to lower her jeans and undies, she so noted the intruder.
	She said nothing, no emotions, no smiles, no warning, nothing.
	Then she gave a subtle nod.
	The young lad in hiding came out and seemed sheepish.
	The older youth slid up the little girl’s body, licking her belly and blowing raspberries on her skin.  She giggled and peed more and the boy began sucking on her nipples.  The teen girl stepped out of her jeans, she wore basic white undies with yellow duckies.
	The little boy eyed the teen girl, it was most apparent that he was with wood, hands before him, squeamishly dancing on one foot and then the other.
	August saw a small smile appear on the teen girl’s face.  She then undone her bra and slid her panties down.  The little boy (about 8-ish) stood with mouth open.  He was a red haired fart, jovial features, very bright blue eyes, typical eight year old.
	The teen girl stepped closer to him, cocking her head and broadening her smile.  She squatted before the squeamish boy, stroked his cheek, then began unfastening his jeans…
	The teen boy behind her now had his cock working up and down the little girl’s gash.  He wasn’t IN her, but grinding on her just the same.  Her legs were up flailing about madly as he humped.  Her hands clutched his body and there was a series of grunts and moans coming from them both.
	“Kristy” turned about to position herself behind the boy, “Jackie.”  She continued undressing him, the boy was now fascinated with the teen boy and little girl; the teen boy, Brock, had managed to guide his teen bone into the little girl’s pussy.  He didn’t go all the way into her, but close counts.  He humped and pumped, pulled out and humped her gash, then re-inserted and continued humping.
	The lad’s balls flopped, cinched up tight, and sweat began to become a sheen layer on his nude body.  He hadn’t seen much sun, himself.  Kristy seemed preoccupied on two fronts--methodically undressing Jackie and eyeing Brock as he fucked little Karen.
	“Oh shit!” he cried out at length.  In earnest he began to hump, he was at the critical point of orgasming.  Little Karen wriggled, clung to Brock and hung on for dear life as the boy madly went into Final Hump Mode.
	Kristy had Jackie nude and was masturbating him, fondling his hairless testicles, caressing his ass.  She also had begun peeing.  She closed her pretty eyes, farted, and pissed up a storm.  Jackie at the final stages diverted his stare at Brock and Karen to Kristy.
	Kristy went to her knees, never minding the “puddle” and took Jackie’s little dingus into her mouth.  She sucked him whole and then included his tezzies.  Jackie didn’t mind at all.  Brock had cum, a great gob of spunk filled Karen’s cunny, he pulled out, rubbed his prong against the girl’s well fucked cunt, spilled a little more juice, then began diddling her pussy to make it feel better.
The Participants
	In no particular order but just because:
	Ara Lee, of strong Chinese decent--raised in California, schooled in New York, member of the PTA in Albuquerque, NM.  She was a couple of years shy of turning forty.  She was a mother of two, widow.  Her daughters Megan-17 and Claudia-13 were her pride and joy.  Megan was the brightest, still in high school but taking college courses to graduate high school early and enter into college directly.  
	Claudia missed the “smart tree” and struggled to maintain “B” averages.  She was borderline Tomboy, wasn’t into school work but extra curricular activities, school functions, and a mild interest in boys and fashions.  (not necessarily in that order	
	She was a proud member of the Babysitter’s Club, founded by Kristy.
	All the girls were fast friends.  Brock and Logan were included.
	Claudia had another friend, an outside friend who provided her with a manner in which to alleviate certain pressures of dealing with her family and friends and school.  Happy Smoke.  She didn’t know for sure how her immediate friends would feel about the dope smoking, so she kept it to herself.
	She was unawares that her immediate “family” was in on the deal.
	But they were unaware that SHE was into it!
	Until one night.
	Claudia was supposed to spend the night with the B’7 club, a so-so impromptu slumber party.	  Claudia for some reason got a mild case of the heebee-jeebies, one of the other girls got sick, and Kristy’s new dad and Kristy were in a fight/argument.  So Claudia bugged out and came home early.
	She found her mother and older sister munching out in the kitchen.
	There was a reason for this…
	Claudia knew what it was.  She was “high” herself, smoking a joint on her way back from Kristy’s two blocks down the street.  There, too, was the heavy stench of marijuana smoke lingering lifelessly in the house--despite the heavy presence of incense.
	There was another surprise in store for Claudia.  It came two weeks later when once again the heebie-jeebies forced Claudia to abandon the slumber party and sashay home.  This time she thought she would catch her mother and sister in the act and thusly segue her way into their secretive doings.
	She was not prepared for what she found when she snuck into the house.  The doors were all locked, windows shut; it was after ten PM.  Claudia, though, had a key.  She made her way thru the kitchen door from the garage.  All the lights were out, but the nite light in the kitchen revealed that her mother & sister were at it again.  There was snack wrappers everywhere, chips and dip, hot dog leavings, etc., scattered everywhere.  
	The unmistakable smell of Happy Smoke filled the air.
	Claudia crept into the living room, not a light one was on anywheres downstairs, only the nite lights providing the way.  Claudia eased up stairs and found her mother’s bedroom door open with Ancient Chinese music playing on the stereo and muffled sounds as well.
	Claudia peeked.
	On the bed were her mother and sister--butt bare assed naked with the mother cramming a man’s lifelike cock into daughter Megan’s asshole!
	Suffice it to say from then on Claudia became a part of the shenanigans.

	Kristy.  The founder of the Babysitter’s Club.  Instead of one girl struggling to keep track of sitting for this child and this family and so on, the girls (and boy assistants) banded together to form a club.  Babysitting duties were doled out to those in need and the monies collected went into a “treasury.”  The girls actually made very little profit, but the club was a business--they pooled their monies into projects for the kids, personal/school projects, etc.
	Kristy was the groups sole Tomboy.  She played ball, all ball, anything to do with balls--get yer mind outta the gutter!  Baseball, Basketball, football, and even racquetball.  (mostly baseball)  She very seldom wore a dress.  She was an only child, up until her parents divorced and her father moved away.  Her new daddy had a little girl, Karen.
	At first Kristy didn’t like Karen.  She was regarded as an invasion, a pest.  She was cute, nosey, troublesome.  She was showered with lots of attention, too.  But Karen loved Kristy, the big sister.  Kristy virtually ignored Karen, but the other girls of the B’7 group didn’t.
	MaryAnne.  A so-so shy girl, not overly outgoing, mostly reserved.  She was most comfortable in long flowing dresses.  A light brown haired girl with matching eyes, a soft complexion, very pleasing to the eyes to behold.
	Dawn.  Dawn was the one binding the group together during tough times, coming up with ideas or supporting someone elses.  She was the treasurer and often added to the kitty with her own allowance money.  She dressed smartly and was into fashions on a limited scale.  She was the one most likely to embarrass.  She was into arts & crafts and supplied a woman who owned a shop with trinkets Dawn made on her own.  
	Stacie.  High fashions, model material. She wasn’t afraid to get her hands dirty, but didn’t prefer to.	 She was the most outgoing, made most of the group’s suggestions about what to do, when, where to go, and so on.  But she wasn’t pushy.
	Mallory.  A young member to the group with major responsibilities--taking charge of wee ones.  She was adventurous and had tons of patience.  She was a curly haired red head, round face, dimples, dazzling eyes, and seemingly always in a good mood.
	Cheri.  The token African-American to the group.  She was a dancer, heavily into music, didn’t understand rap “ ‘cause you can’t dance to it.’ “  She was a pre-teen as well, sometimes shy, usually outgoing and cheerful.
	Seven girls from differing backgrounds, similar tastes, different goals, different families.  Seven girls who found themselves, bonded, and became a single unit.  Which was why they were camped out in the middle of the woods in southern Colorado.  Some had no reason to be where they were and somewhat regretted their decision to join in.
	Some had very good reasons to be away from their families.
	August was going to know their stories, and more.
	Stay tuned, you’ll enjoy.  (get yer jiz rags ready…..)