"Dad makes no sound. I just hear things being moved around."I go looking for you and I hear noises from the goddamn pantry. I open the fucking door an...d you have Carla bent over some boxes with your filthy cock in her wet fucking cunt."Uh, Oh."Was she tight, Bill, did she have a tight pussy? Was she a good fuck?"This is my mother talking?"Did I stop you from cumming in the wet twat of hers?"My father finally has had enough."Yes, you did you bitch. I was almost there." Oh, big man, your fucking. For my companion Yann, I had nodoubt as to what fate was in store for him. He would have no inkling ofthe effects of the spell that would be used on him.It was now nightfall and the sky was rapidly darkening. Worse, for me inmy skimpy clothing, the temperature was falling. Yann found a slighthollow in the lea of a rock and with his bare hands scooped the sand outinto a trough shaped depression that would hold us. The rock was warm inthe heat of the sun and would help us too. We lay down. She dressed quite stylishly, different from most girls with a tailored, or even military-inspired, look. She may have been my only female classmate who ever wore business suits. In school, she was very quiet, but when she spoke in class, she was accurate and insightful. While the school tended to be split between Jews and Catholics, her unusual complexion suggested her ancestry was Sephardi, distinguished from the Ashkenazi of central and northern Europe. her waist-length black hair, smooth and. ..i need to see what it is''one said and he walked forward opening the backyard fence , all following behind , listening to the sound , attracted by itall 5 in pijamas walking in the wood toward the sound getting louder and loudermy body felt pull toward the music all of us walking in the darka big fire camp in sight silhouette dancing in circles chanting we all walked to it , smell of wood fire filling my nose hypnotize by the scenethe fire big and dancing with flames of colorthe tall thin.