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Re: Barton Woods
His head was still hanging as he walked home from school that day. He’d deliberately avoided Gary after school. He wanted to walk home by himself and think. Why hadn’t Holly said anything to him about her moving, or changing schools? Was she mad at Davey? Was she too embarrassed about what had happened Saturday in the woods? If she was upset with him, why didn’t she just tell him? Why did she keep ignoring his emails? He’d been emailing her since Sunday, and there had been nothing.
He thought back to the afternoon in the woods. Watching Holly’s terrified crying face as she’d been picked up, stark naked, and maneuvered over to him. Watching her little breasts rising and falling frantically, as she was placed next to him by the tree. Feeling her bare skin touching against his, as she was pushed up against him. Tasting her lips and her tongue as she was being made to kiss him. Feeling his penis touch up against her helpless little warm pubic mound, against her vagina. Feeling Lynda’s fingers pushing his hard penis up into Holly’s little vagina. Davey caught himself—he wasn’t supposed to feel like this. He wasn’t supposed to have seen that much of Holly’s naked body. Is that why she hadn’t answered his emails? Because she was embarrassed about that?
Davey didn’t realize he was walking by himself down Craig Street approaching Barton. He walked right by the house with the porch before he suddenly realized that this was Lynda’s house, where he’d gotten ambushed before.
Out of the garage came Lynda, standing in front of him, blocking his way again.
“HI, DAVEY!”
Oh, no! not again!
From behind him came another familiar voice. “HEY THERE, DAVEY!” Elizabeth.
Before he could react, Elizabeth had caught him by his arms and overpowered him. Lynda grabbed his other arm. Davey was escorted roughly into the garage. Then he heard the rumble of the garage door closing.
“Aw! Come on!” he protested. “When are you gonna cut it out?”
“We have a few of your little friends here,” Lynda gloated. “They want to look at you and touch your little body.” He felt Elizabeth already pulling off his shirt, as Lynda held him. Then Elizabeth reached down and picked him up by the ankles, as Lynda held his arms. They carried him over to a table in the back of the garage and laid him down on it.
“Let go of me! C’mon! Why are you doing this to me?” protested Davey.
“Because you’re such a little cutie!” Lynda responded, as she held down Davey’s shoulders on the table. He felt Elizabeth’s fingers undoing his jeans, and unzipping his zipper. He struggled, but once again, it did no good. He was no match for the two older girls. He felt his jeans being removed from his legs. He lay on the table in nothing but his undershorts.
“BEDSIDES,” chortled Elizabeth, “we have a few of your little FOURTH GRADE FRIENDS here, and they want to LOOK AT YOU.”
She reached under the table and pulled out a black leather strap with a buckle. She wound the strap around Davey’s ankles, and hooked the buckle on a hook on the edge of the table.
“They want to SEE YOU NAKED, just like in the PICTURE of you in the WOODS.” Lynda touched her finger to Davey’s chest and rubbed it around his right nipple.
Then Lynda reached under the table and produced another strap. She began winding it around Davey’s wrists.
“THERE! Now you’re ALL TIED UP for us! You CAN’T GET AWAY!”
Elizabeth went to a back door and opened it. She called in, “You can come in now. He’s all ready.”
Davey heard footsteps and giggles. Then two girls came into the room.
Oh, no! Emily and Lindsay! From his class!
They scampered over to the table.
“Ooooh! He’s so CUTE!“ Lindsay cooed. “Look at him!” She took Davey’s cheeks between his fingers and squeezed. She suddenly let go and looked apprehensively at Lynda. “Can we TOUCH him?”
“Go right ahead,” nodded Lynda, smiling.
Emily licked her finger and put her fingertip on Davey’s exposed navel. “Look at this CUTE little BELLY BUTTON!” She rubbed it gently. “I always wondered what Davey’s BELLY BUTTON looked like.”
Davey squirmed. The girls giggled. Emily cooed, “Look at him WIGGLE!”
Emily’s finger ran up from Davey’s navel to his left nipple. Her finger started making gentle circles around the edge of his nipple. Meanwhile, Lindsay slid her hand up the inside of Davey’s leg.
“We wanted Emily and Lindsay to be here when we TOOK OFF YOUR UNDERPANTS,” Lynda cooed. “Isn’t that NICE?”
“So let’s GET THOSE UNDERPANTS OFF YOU,” Elizabeth chimed in. “It’s PENIS-SHOWING TIME for little DAVEY!” Emily and Lindsay giggled. Davey was feeling more mortified by the second.
As Elizabeth reached for the elastic on Davey’s underpants, the door opened and closed. A female voice could be heard, “Am I too late?”
Lynda cooed, “Ohhh, Davey! it’s SARAH! You know, SARAH MORGAN, from your English class!”
Davey flinched.
“I think she came to see you NAKED! Isn’t that NICE?”
Sarah came over to the table, and looked up and down the length of Davey’s bare body. Then she reached out and gently petted his cheek.
“POOR DAVEY!” she made a sad face. “Look at you, all tied up, with nothing on but your tiny little underpants!” She slid her hand down to Davey’s bare chest, and gently caressed it. “You must feel so ASHAMED and DEGRADED, being PUT ON DISPLAY for us in NOTHING but your SKIMPY little UNDERPANTS!”
Emily snorted. Elizabeth giggled.
Sarah dragged her fingers over Davey’s nipple. Her hand kept moving lightly down onto Davey’s bare belly. She leaned over.
“You know, Davey,” she said softly, “you really SHOULDN’T be ASHAMED of your BODY. You have a VERY NICE BODY. “ Her eyes dropped to study Davey’s bare chest. “You have VERY NICE NIPPLES, Davey.” She leaned over. “I hope you don’t mind that I’m going to PUT A LITTLE KISS right on your little NIPPLE.” As Sarah leaned close, Davey could feel her hair tickling his bare skin. She put her mouth on his nipple and slowly kissed it. As she did, Davey could feel her tongue lapping at his nipple. He felt her hand on his belly, and felt someone else’s hand stroking his thigh. He became conscious of a tingling up and down his body.
Sarah leaned back. “Aww, POOR DAVEY! Did it EMBARRASS you that I KISSED you on your little NIPPLE?” She blew on it gently. The sensation of her breath on his wet nipple made him tingle even more.
At the end of the table he saw Lindsay stroking his thigh. Her hand slid way up to the top of his thigh, touching his underpants. He felt himself getting bigger.
“Uh-oh!” Lindsay grinned. “Look at what’s going on inside those undies!”
“Time to get them off,” Elizabeth reached for the elastic.
Sarah was still hovering over Davey’s face. “Awww, POOR DAVEY!” She made a sad face. “You must feel so ASHAMED, of ELIZABETH TAKING OFF your UNDERPANTS!”
Davey heard Emily snicker. He felt Elizabeth’s fingers slipping inside the elastic and beginning to pull down his underpants. Sarah and Emily and Lindsay watched, fascinated, as Davey’s penis came into view.
“Oooooh! It’s CUTE!”
“Look at it!”
“Can we TOUCH it?”
“Go ahead,” Lynda nodded, grinning.
Davey felt Emily’s fingers around his penis. He felt her forefinger stroking the underside.
“Ooooh! Look! It’s getting BIGGER!” Emily cooed.
Sarah leaned over Davey’s face. Her hair brushed his cheek and his neck and chest. “Poor Davey!” she almost whispered. “You must be so EMBARRASSED! You must feel so DEGRADED, to have to let EMILY PLAY WITH YOUR PENIS.” She touched Davey’s cheek with her hand and gently stroked. “You must feel so ASHAMED, with all these GIRLS looking at your little PENIS. POOR, POOR DAVEY!”
Davey felt Emily let go of his penis. At the same time, he felt Sarah’s left hand slide down his belly to his crotch. Her fingers gently picked up his penis. He felt one finger stroking the underside of it, and felt it getting big. The other girls were tittering.
“That’s nice, Davey! Let’s get it nice and big.”
“We want to see a nice BIG PERKY PENIS, JUST for US!”
Elizabeth said, “Boy, it’s a GOOD THING that Davey’s little GIRLFRIEND isn’t here!”
Sara stopped stroking and looked at her. “Girlfriend? I didn’t know he had a girlfriend!
”
“Me either!” Emily looked at Elizabeth. “Who is it?”
Lynda said, “The little Seeger girl. What was her name? Hailey? Holly?”
“Holly. That was it,” Elizabeth nodded.
Emily looked at Davey’s face. “Awwww! So DAVEY has a LITTLE GIRLFRIEND!” How SWEET!”
“Did you KISS her, Davey?” Lindsay chimed in.
“Hey,” Elizabeth interrupted. “We made him FUCK her.”
Lindsay and Sara and Emily all gasped, then giggled.
“You DID?” “You made Davey FUCK his GIRLFRIEND?”
“We did!” Lynda grinned evilly. “You should have SEEN it! In the woods over by Barton Street, when we had Davey all tied up!”
“I took pictures. It was FUNNY!” chimed in Elizabeth.
“When we had Davey all tied up, we went and CAPTURED HOLLY. Then we took her to where Davey was tied up and we TOOK OFF HOLLY’S CLOTHES. Then we made her spread her legs and I POPPED her little HYMEN. Then we held her up against Davey and we MADE THEM KISS. It was so CUTE!”
“They didn’t want to at first. But we MADE them,” interjected Elizabeth.
“Then we rubbed their little bellies together until Davey’s little PENIS got HARD. Then we STUCK his PENIS into Holly’s VAGINA, and made him SQUIRT right up into HOLLY.” Lynda laughed. “It was so FUNNY!”
Elizabeth clicked on her cellphone and held it up for Emily and Sarah to see. “See, here they are!” She tapped her cellphone, and the other two watched closely. Lindsay came in to see too.
Emily purred, “Oooooh! That’s so DARLING.”
“Ooooh! Look at her WIGGLE! That is so CUTE!”
By now Davey had gotten furious. “You really hurt Holly! You hurt my girlfriend,” he shouted.
“Awwwww! So what?”
“So what????” Dave was irate. “Now she’s gone and moved to a different school, and I’ll never see her again, probably.”
The girls all stopped laughing. They looked back and forth at each other.
Emily said sharply, “Where did you hear that, Davey? That Holly had ‘moved to a different school?‘ "
“From Mrs. Engle,” retorted Davey. He was so angry he forgot that he was tied up naked on the table in front of these girls. He was just plain mad. “She said Holly moved to a different school on Monday, and she didn’t know where it was. Go ask her!” He paused for breath. “And it’s your fault, Lynda! Because of what you did to her! You and Elizabeth and that other girl!”
Lynda and Elizabeth looked at each other. Then Lynda nodded. “I know, Davey. That’s a nice way to think of it. Little Holly ‘moved to a different school.’ ”
Sarah and Lindsay looked puzzled for a minute, then nodded.
Suddenly Davey realized what they were saying. A wave of horror came over him. He felt an actual chill run through his body.
"No!" He cried out. "Please! NO!"
Lynda grunted. “Hey, c’mon! I wanna make Davey SQUIRT! I wanna let his little friends WATCH while I MAKE HIM SQUIRT for me!”
Davey only half heard. In his mind he was picturing Holly’s slumped back, as she walked away from him in the woods, after the ordeal.
Sarah, leaned over him again, and gently kissed Davey on his nipple. Then she looked at his eyes.
“Poor Davey! You must be SO SAD that your little GIRLFRIEND is GONE.” In the background he heard Emily and Lindsay giggling. “But, DAVEY, you SHOULDN’T BE SAD about your GIRLFRIEND being GONE. After all, you have MANY GOOD QUALITIES, and maybe ANOTHER GIRL will want to be your GIRLFRIEND.”
Davey didn’t hear most of this. He was seeing another sequence of pictures in his mind’s eye: of Holly looking at him with those big trusting eyes, of Holly saying “Can I be your girlfriend?” The feel of her little hand in his, and the sight of those eyes looking gratefully at him.
Lynda’s voice cut through the vision, yanking Davey cruelly back:
“OKAY so the LITTLE BITCH is GONE. NOW, it’s time to MAKE YOU SQUIRT FOR ME.”
Davey didn’t even notice Lynda’s fingers grabbing his penis and starting to knead it with her fingers. He half heard her voice: “I wanna let EMILY and LINDSAY watch while I MAKE YOU SQUIRT FOR ME. You HAVE to SQUIRT your BOY-JUICE out, ALL OVER YOUR BELLY!”
Elizabeth and Emily and Lindsay all laughed.
Lynda kept on squeezing Davey’s penis. As she manipulated his genitals, making his pelvis squirm, she probably didn’t even notice the tears that had filled Davey’s eyes. And if she had, she probably wouldn’t have cared.
He thought back to the afternoon in the woods. Watching Holly’s terrified crying face as she’d been picked up, stark naked, and maneuvered over to him. Watching her little breasts rising and falling frantically, as she was placed next to him by the tree. Feeling her bare skin touching against his, as she was pushed up against him. Tasting her lips and her tongue as she was being made to kiss him. Feeling his penis touch up against her helpless little warm pubic mound, against her vagina. Feeling Lynda’s fingers pushing his hard penis up into Holly’s little vagina. Davey caught himself—he wasn’t supposed to feel like this. He wasn’t supposed to have seen that much of Holly’s naked body. Is that why she hadn’t answered his emails? Because she was embarrassed about that?
Davey didn’t realize he was walking by himself down Craig Street approaching Barton. He walked right by the house with the porch before he suddenly realized that this was Lynda’s house, where he’d gotten ambushed before.
Out of the garage came Lynda, standing in front of him, blocking his way again.
“HI, DAVEY!”
Oh, no! not again!
From behind him came another familiar voice. “HEY THERE, DAVEY!” Elizabeth.
Before he could react, Elizabeth had caught him by his arms and overpowered him. Lynda grabbed his other arm. Davey was escorted roughly into the garage. Then he heard the rumble of the garage door closing.
“Aw! Come on!” he protested. “When are you gonna cut it out?”
“We have a few of your little friends here,” Lynda gloated. “They want to look at you and touch your little body.” He felt Elizabeth already pulling off his shirt, as Lynda held him. Then Elizabeth reached down and picked him up by the ankles, as Lynda held his arms. They carried him over to a table in the back of the garage and laid him down on it.
“Let go of me! C’mon! Why are you doing this to me?” protested Davey.
“Because you’re such a little cutie!” Lynda responded, as she held down Davey’s shoulders on the table. He felt Elizabeth’s fingers undoing his jeans, and unzipping his zipper. He struggled, but once again, it did no good. He was no match for the two older girls. He felt his jeans being removed from his legs. He lay on the table in nothing but his undershorts.
“BEDSIDES,” chortled Elizabeth, “we have a few of your little FOURTH GRADE FRIENDS here, and they want to LOOK AT YOU.”
She reached under the table and pulled out a black leather strap with a buckle. She wound the strap around Davey’s ankles, and hooked the buckle on a hook on the edge of the table.
“They want to SEE YOU NAKED, just like in the PICTURE of you in the WOODS.” Lynda touched her finger to Davey’s chest and rubbed it around his right nipple.
Then Lynda reached under the table and produced another strap. She began winding it around Davey’s wrists.
“THERE! Now you’re ALL TIED UP for us! You CAN’T GET AWAY!”
Elizabeth went to a back door and opened it. She called in, “You can come in now. He’s all ready.”
Davey heard footsteps and giggles. Then two girls came into the room.
Oh, no! Emily and Lindsay! From his class!
They scampered over to the table.
“Ooooh! He’s so CUTE!“ Lindsay cooed. “Look at him!” She took Davey’s cheeks between his fingers and squeezed. She suddenly let go and looked apprehensively at Lynda. “Can we TOUCH him?”
“Go right ahead,” nodded Lynda, smiling.
Emily licked her finger and put her fingertip on Davey’s exposed navel. “Look at this CUTE little BELLY BUTTON!” She rubbed it gently. “I always wondered what Davey’s BELLY BUTTON looked like.”
Davey squirmed. The girls giggled. Emily cooed, “Look at him WIGGLE!”
Emily’s finger ran up from Davey’s navel to his left nipple. Her finger started making gentle circles around the edge of his nipple. Meanwhile, Lindsay slid her hand up the inside of Davey’s leg.
“We wanted Emily and Lindsay to be here when we TOOK OFF YOUR UNDERPANTS,” Lynda cooed. “Isn’t that NICE?”
“So let’s GET THOSE UNDERPANTS OFF YOU,” Elizabeth chimed in. “It’s PENIS-SHOWING TIME for little DAVEY!” Emily and Lindsay giggled. Davey was feeling more mortified by the second.
As Elizabeth reached for the elastic on Davey’s underpants, the door opened and closed. A female voice could be heard, “Am I too late?”
Lynda cooed, “Ohhh, Davey! it’s SARAH! You know, SARAH MORGAN, from your English class!”
Davey flinched.
“I think she came to see you NAKED! Isn’t that NICE?”
Sarah came over to the table, and looked up and down the length of Davey’s bare body. Then she reached out and gently petted his cheek.
“POOR DAVEY!” she made a sad face. “Look at you, all tied up, with nothing on but your tiny little underpants!” She slid her hand down to Davey’s bare chest, and gently caressed it. “You must feel so ASHAMED and DEGRADED, being PUT ON DISPLAY for us in NOTHING but your SKIMPY little UNDERPANTS!”
Emily snorted. Elizabeth giggled.
Sarah dragged her fingers over Davey’s nipple. Her hand kept moving lightly down onto Davey’s bare belly. She leaned over.
“You know, Davey,” she said softly, “you really SHOULDN’T be ASHAMED of your BODY. You have a VERY NICE BODY. “ Her eyes dropped to study Davey’s bare chest. “You have VERY NICE NIPPLES, Davey.” She leaned over. “I hope you don’t mind that I’m going to PUT A LITTLE KISS right on your little NIPPLE.” As Sarah leaned close, Davey could feel her hair tickling his bare skin. She put her mouth on his nipple and slowly kissed it. As she did, Davey could feel her tongue lapping at his nipple. He felt her hand on his belly, and felt someone else’s hand stroking his thigh. He became conscious of a tingling up and down his body.
Sarah leaned back. “Aww, POOR DAVEY! Did it EMBARRASS you that I KISSED you on your little NIPPLE?” She blew on it gently. The sensation of her breath on his wet nipple made him tingle even more.
At the end of the table he saw Lindsay stroking his thigh. Her hand slid way up to the top of his thigh, touching his underpants. He felt himself getting bigger.
“Uh-oh!” Lindsay grinned. “Look at what’s going on inside those undies!”
“Time to get them off,” Elizabeth reached for the elastic.
Sarah was still hovering over Davey’s face. “Awww, POOR DAVEY!” She made a sad face. “You must feel so ASHAMED, of ELIZABETH TAKING OFF your UNDERPANTS!”
Davey heard Emily snicker. He felt Elizabeth’s fingers slipping inside the elastic and beginning to pull down his underpants. Sarah and Emily and Lindsay watched, fascinated, as Davey’s penis came into view.
“Oooooh! It’s CUTE!”
“Look at it!”
“Can we TOUCH it?”
“Go ahead,” Lynda nodded, grinning.
Davey felt Emily’s fingers around his penis. He felt her forefinger stroking the underside.
“Ooooh! Look! It’s getting BIGGER!” Emily cooed.
Sarah leaned over Davey’s face. Her hair brushed his cheek and his neck and chest. “Poor Davey!” she almost whispered. “You must be so EMBARRASSED! You must feel so DEGRADED, to have to let EMILY PLAY WITH YOUR PENIS.” She touched Davey’s cheek with her hand and gently stroked. “You must feel so ASHAMED, with all these GIRLS looking at your little PENIS. POOR, POOR DAVEY!”
Davey felt Emily let go of his penis. At the same time, he felt Sarah’s left hand slide down his belly to his crotch. Her fingers gently picked up his penis. He felt one finger stroking the underside of it, and felt it getting big. The other girls were tittering.
“That’s nice, Davey! Let’s get it nice and big.”
“We want to see a nice BIG PERKY PENIS, JUST for US!”
Elizabeth said, “Boy, it’s a GOOD THING that Davey’s little GIRLFRIEND isn’t here!”
Sara stopped stroking and looked at her. “Girlfriend? I didn’t know he had a girlfriend!
”
“Me either!” Emily looked at Elizabeth. “Who is it?”
Lynda said, “The little Seeger girl. What was her name? Hailey? Holly?”
“Holly. That was it,” Elizabeth nodded.
Emily looked at Davey’s face. “Awwww! So DAVEY has a LITTLE GIRLFRIEND!” How SWEET!”
“Did you KISS her, Davey?” Lindsay chimed in.
“Hey,” Elizabeth interrupted. “We made him FUCK her.”
Lindsay and Sara and Emily all gasped, then giggled.
“You DID?” “You made Davey FUCK his GIRLFRIEND?”
“We did!” Lynda grinned evilly. “You should have SEEN it! In the woods over by Barton Street, when we had Davey all tied up!”
“I took pictures. It was FUNNY!” chimed in Elizabeth.
“When we had Davey all tied up, we went and CAPTURED HOLLY. Then we took her to where Davey was tied up and we TOOK OFF HOLLY’S CLOTHES. Then we made her spread her legs and I POPPED her little HYMEN. Then we held her up against Davey and we MADE THEM KISS. It was so CUTE!”
“They didn’t want to at first. But we MADE them,” interjected Elizabeth.
“Then we rubbed their little bellies together until Davey’s little PENIS got HARD. Then we STUCK his PENIS into Holly’s VAGINA, and made him SQUIRT right up into HOLLY.” Lynda laughed. “It was so FUNNY!”
Elizabeth clicked on her cellphone and held it up for Emily and Sarah to see. “See, here they are!” She tapped her cellphone, and the other two watched closely. Lindsay came in to see too.
Emily purred, “Oooooh! That’s so DARLING.”
“Ooooh! Look at her WIGGLE! That is so CUTE!”
By now Davey had gotten furious. “You really hurt Holly! You hurt my girlfriend,” he shouted.
“Awwwww! So what?”
“So what????” Dave was irate. “Now she’s gone and moved to a different school, and I’ll never see her again, probably.”
The girls all stopped laughing. They looked back and forth at each other.
Emily said sharply, “Where did you hear that, Davey? That Holly had ‘moved to a different school?‘ "
“From Mrs. Engle,” retorted Davey. He was so angry he forgot that he was tied up naked on the table in front of these girls. He was just plain mad. “She said Holly moved to a different school on Monday, and she didn’t know where it was. Go ask her!” He paused for breath. “And it’s your fault, Lynda! Because of what you did to her! You and Elizabeth and that other girl!”
Lynda and Elizabeth looked at each other. Then Lynda nodded. “I know, Davey. That’s a nice way to think of it. Little Holly ‘moved to a different school.’ ”
Sarah and Lindsay looked puzzled for a minute, then nodded.
Suddenly Davey realized what they were saying. A wave of horror came over him. He felt an actual chill run through his body.
"No!" He cried out. "Please! NO!"
Lynda grunted. “Hey, c’mon! I wanna make Davey SQUIRT! I wanna let his little friends WATCH while I MAKE HIM SQUIRT for me!”
Davey only half heard. In his mind he was picturing Holly’s slumped back, as she walked away from him in the woods, after the ordeal.
Sarah, leaned over him again, and gently kissed Davey on his nipple. Then she looked at his eyes.
“Poor Davey! You must be SO SAD that your little GIRLFRIEND is GONE.” In the background he heard Emily and Lindsay giggling. “But, DAVEY, you SHOULDN’T BE SAD about your GIRLFRIEND being GONE. After all, you have MANY GOOD QUALITIES, and maybe ANOTHER GIRL will want to be your GIRLFRIEND.”
Davey didn’t hear most of this. He was seeing another sequence of pictures in his mind’s eye: of Holly looking at him with those big trusting eyes, of Holly saying “Can I be your girlfriend?” The feel of her little hand in his, and the sight of those eyes looking gratefully at him.
Lynda’s voice cut through the vision, yanking Davey cruelly back:
“OKAY so the LITTLE BITCH is GONE. NOW, it’s time to MAKE YOU SQUIRT FOR ME.”
Davey didn’t even notice Lynda’s fingers grabbing his penis and starting to knead it with her fingers. He half heard her voice: “I wanna let EMILY and LINDSAY watch while I MAKE YOU SQUIRT FOR ME. You HAVE to SQUIRT your BOY-JUICE out, ALL OVER YOUR BELLY!”
Elizabeth and Emily and Lindsay all laughed.
Lynda kept on squeezing Davey’s penis. As she manipulated his genitals, making his pelvis squirm, she probably didn’t even notice the tears that had filled Davey’s eyes. And if she had, she probably wouldn’t have cared.
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Re: Barton Woods
"There's actually a bit more to this story, but it gets pretty dark. Not sure if I should post it."
As long as the subject is a MALE, go for it. I like it best for males to be naked and females to be clothed and I do not mind having the girls get the upper hand on the males since they usually do in real life anyway.
As long as the subject is a MALE, go for it. I like it best for males to be naked and females to be clothed and I do not mind having the girls get the upper hand on the males since they usually do in real life anyway.
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Re: Barton Woods
If I'm guessing right it gets very dark. Still, we've been warned. I hope the villains get their comeuppance.
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Re: Barton Woods
I'm afraid you guessed right, Britguy. And I'm afraid the girls don't get their comeuppance--not in this story.
I added a few lines at the end, to carry this scene out a bit more.
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