“I want to fuck her” Bill answered before Carl could say anything else. Carl knew Bill was too big for him to take on alone, and Vern and Dave wer...e clearly going to do this as well. Katie eyes pleaded with Carl, the only thing now standing between her and being gang raped. Tears well up in her eyes as the probing hands went further and further. Vern had a boob out, and was closing in with his mouth as he bent over Katie in the boot.Bill had moved her panties aside, and was rubbing her now. Yet, if we could enlist only a small fraction of the other 90% of our brain to help us with our thinking instead of in just keeping up healthy, breathing, and alive, imagine what more we all could accomplish in a day. Imagine if we could harness more than 10% of our brains. Imagine the results we’d get by using 15%, 20% or even 25% of our brains. Instead of thinking of the same, old things, we’d be using our newly revised brains as if they are now our personal supercomputers. I can’t even. Please keep talking. I asked him what was he doing? He told me If i knew I might not want to talk to him again. I begged him to tell me. He told me he was visualizing what I was saying and if I wanted to can he come over so I can tell him the story in person. I told him no. But I kept going on with the story and I could hear him beating his dick. IT EXCITED ME. I started playing with myself and came and fell asleep with him on the phone. The next night he called me. I was going to. "They could send them on e-mail, yes," I said, "but they're also on... web sites. Nobody has to send them, exactly. They're just... there." Goodness!" Marlene said.Funny, that's what Tess had said, too.Tess was looking at me gratefully, as if I had taken the weight of the world off her shoulders.Actually, we'd only just begun."Does your father know about this?" Marlene asked.Tess finally spoke. "No. But Roy, Junior does." He has the magazine?" No. Nobody we know has the magazine, yet. But he.