Halloween Horrors: The Marble Statue_New November 1

[TeenFan]

The Marble Statue
Part 36. (Leo Tells a Truth part N)


"For the second time in one night I had a gun pointed at me. The first time wasn't much of a big deal, a toy gun in the hands of a sheriff no older
than nine. Being arrested by that kid was annoying but sort of funny. Having a cranky senior citizen abduct me off of her porch, force me into
her house...now that was some scary shit. The little girls mentioned Mrs. Bosworth was a mean one and boy howdy were they right about that.
That old woman forced all of us into her parlor as she called it, and the whole time she cussed up a storm saying how naughty all of us were and
all of us were going to get our just rewards. I was starting to think I'd never ever volunteer to be a babysitter ever again.

The three girls, the two I was babysitting and their older sister, didn't do much to try to explain themselves. They didn't try to defend me either
by saying it's not my fault, that I was forced to strip down naked and fuck a pie pan on the old lady's porch. They let the woman think it was all
my idea. I tried saying it wasn't my idea, but Mrs. Bosworth shut me up right away. She had no time for excuses, even though she did say she
wanted an explanation. She actually didn't take the time to try to hear my side of the story.

With the gun still pointed my direction, I was told to walk over to a small table in the middle of the room. It looked too small to be a dining
room table. I guess it was mainly used for card playing.

"Put that pie down on the table. No, no...don't back up just yet. Keep your thing tucked down into that cream."

Mrs. Bosworth then had the three girls sit down at the table so she can see all of us in one glance. It was at this moment I heard some voices
coming from another room in the house.

"What's going on, grandma? What is all that noise?" a girl sounding voice said.
"Sounds like somebody is here", a boy's voice says.

A moment later a girl did come into the room. She was wearing light blue pajamas with little dolphins. Next to her must have been the girl's brother. He had on similar pajamas, but they were yellow with little duckies on them. Both kids looked to be a little younger than me. I was to find out the boy is named Reggie and he's twelve years old. The sister is thirteen and her name was Rhonda.

"I caught this naughty naked boy on my porch. He's doing the nasty thing with that pie and those girls were cheering him on and shouting
Trick-0r-Treat. I always carry my pistol with me if I have to answer the door. Good thing I did or that boy might have attacked me."

"I wasn't going to attack you. I don't even want to be here. I'm a victim," I tried to plead my innocence.

"Oh sure you are. You and those horrid children terrorize this neighborhood. Well, for once the tables are turned. I'm going to dish out the
terror tonight. Reggie, you run over to the kitchen and fetch the flyswatter."

Mrs. Bosworth had her granddaughter pull up another chair to sit next to the other girls. The brother soon returned with the flyswatter.

"Now young man, you just keep up what you was doing with that pie. You do the humpety hump hump while I spank your ass. I still got the gun
in my left hand, so you don't do nothing stupid. You hump and I'll thump."

The weird thing is the girls I came with all started to look happy at this moment. Once it was clear the old woman was going to punish me they
all started to smile and get excited. Real excited they got in a hurry, even clapping their hands when the plastic end of the swatter smacked
my butt.

"Fuck that pie", the old lady orders me.

The sting of the swatter was not that bad if it was only one swat. But I must have gotten a couple dozen smacks of that thing. I had to lean
over to keep my dick in the pie. I had to move my body back and forth to hump it. Sometimes the flyswatter got me on the backing up,
sometimes on the thrusting in. It stung like bee stings after a while, but somehow I got even more of an erection from it all. Looking forward
I see the faces of Meadow, Blossom, and Sunshine all wearing catwoman masks. I see the shocked but amused looks on the faces of Rhonda
and Reggie. I could feel myself getting more turned on by being seen by them. I don't know why. I guess since I had no choice. I guess since
I was naked...and in a way I wanted all of those other kids to see me naked...I don't know...I was scared and not scared anymore. Rhonda was
almost my age and she was really cute in those pajamas. She had some nice boobs pushing out the top of her jammie shirt. I actually wanted
that girl to see my dick. She'd only seen me stuck down into a yellow and white colored pie, but I wanted Rhonda to see my dick uncovered and it turned me on.

The only time I wasn't looking right at Rhonda was when I felt myself cuming into the custard.

"Ohhhh Fuck" I think I shouted out as I let loose. The girls squealed, hopping up and down in their chairs. I closed my eyes. After a few moments of being frozen and tensed up I opened my eyes. All those kids were wide eyed. Mrs. Bosworth wasn't hitting me anymore. She had come around and was staring down at the pie on the table.

"You can pull your penis out of the pie now," Mrs. Bosworth says. Then her next words shocked everyone, "Rhonda, will you go to the kitchen
and grab the pie server utensil. Grab four small plates while you are at it."

[Jeepman89]

Amazing chapter, TeenFan! Having to cum into that pie was unimaginably embarrassing for him yet he was so turned on by having the other kids see him do it especially Rhonda. 4 plates? Yikes. This should be good.

[TeenFan]

The Marble Statue
Part 37. (Leo Tells a Truth part O)


Marsha and Lacie went silent, almost as if both of them were holding their breath. The strange and wonderful tale being told by Leopold was
more marvelous than Marsha could have ever suspected. Even Leo's sister looked shocked at the secrets being revealed for the first time.

"What did it feel like, having sex with a lemon meringue pie?" Marsha asks.

"The stuff was sticky and thick. But with the right angle and pushing I could easily slide myself through that pudding like pie. The pie filling is
thick enough that it left a tunnel behind when I pulled back, made it easy when I thrust forward again. The hard part was to not pull out all
the way. Those swatter swats really made me want to jump out of my skin. For a while that cream and lemon was the only cover I had and I
didn't want to lose it. I didn't want that old mean granny bitch looking at me sticking up with a hardon, but eventually after I came I was told
to pull my dick out."

Suddenly and without warning Lacie reached a hand over toward her brother's shorts. Leo sucked in his breath and held it at the surprise move
when his sister pressed the open palm of her hand against his crotch.

"You're hard. I can feel it. You are turned on by remembering that night." Lacy continued to rub her fingers against the front of Leo's shorts,
moving the material around to accentuate the visible bulge. "Did you jerk off thinking about that later on?"

Marsha was amazed at the boldness that Lacie showed, and she secretly loved it. It fit perfectly into her plans.

"I'm so glad you made Leo take your place in doing that babysitting job. I'm sure it loosened him up. He was so shy for so long. Between the
two of us dear Leopold has had sexual adventures everyone will be forever envious of.

"You are not telling nobody. That was the deal," Leo insists.

Marsha assures her cousin that nothing said will be repeated to anybody. Not to be left out, Marsha moved next to her cousin, and she too took
a turn feeling how hard he was down in his shorts. Leo finally had to say he won't continue his story until both Lacy and Marsha agreed to keep
their hands off. Reluctantly Marsha moved far enough away to keep her hands from wandering too close to his excited and aroused boy joystick,
so Leo could finish his incredible story.

* * * * *

Everyone was staring at my dick. It was covered in yellow pie filling with white cream smeared on the pubic hair area. "His grass is covered in snow" Rhonda says when she hands the four small white dessert plates to her grandmother. "But his dick is all yellow".

"If you want to you can clean him off. Use some paper towel," Mrs. Bosworth tells her granddaughter, and right away she rushes to grab a roll of
paper towels.

The old witch watches on totally amused, along with Meadow, Blossom, Sunshine, and even the other boy is laughing at me. Rhonda wipes the
pie custard off of me, wrapping the paper towel around my dick and rubbing hard. Then she uses another to try to scrub the whip cream of my
pubic hair and lower tummy. It still felt all sticky down there when she was finished.

Then the grandma took over. She pulled the pie toward her, set the four plates in a row, and she cut out four portions of the pie. She set a piece
of messed up yellow mixed with cream hunk of lemon pie on each plate. We were all bug eyed trying to figure out exactly what she was doing.
I could see how curious Meadow and Blossom were...that is until Mrs. Bosworth slid a plate in front of them. Sunshine also was given a piece of
pie and now they all looked down at the dessert like they'd just been handed a plate of dog shit.

"Since I know this stupid boy didn't come up with this stunt all by himself. Since I'm sure you girls had something to do with making him come
up on my porch to do his silly nude boy wearing a pie routine, you three are going to eat a slice of this wonderful lemon meringue. You too
Mr. Leopold. You are going to have some. You can fuck pie and eat it too you know."

"Ewww...that is so gross", Rhonda says, but she laughs afterward.

"I'll never forget this Halloween," Reggie says. "I thought this was such a lame year and having to go to bed because grandma won't let us stay
up. And then this happens. Thanks guys, this is great."

Sunshine tries to reason things out. "You can't expect us to eat this. Not after what he did to it. He shot his wad off somewhere in that pie."

The old woman repeats herself, "You are going to eat your dessert. Eat or I'm getting on the phone and calling your parents."

Meadow tries to outfox the old lady by telling her the parents won't be home until after midnight.

"In that case I'll hold you all hostage till after midnight. You kept me from going to bed. I'll be happy to keep your mom and dad from going
to bed anytime soon."

"He's not allowed to cover up is he?" Rhonda shouted out, since I had tried to cover myself with my hands. I had gotten just about soft all the
way and tried to cover things up. Of course their granny said I can't cover up. "He's actually a sexy lad. Nice muscles on him. No covering up
or I'll spank him again."

Our attention was brought back to the plates of pie when Blossom started to get freaked out.

"There's a big long hair sitting on top of my slice. Yuck...I want a different slice of pie."

Mrs. Bosworth only laughed. She laughs and tells Blossom she must eat the pie and the hair too. "Each of you will eat the pie...or you will
wear the pie. If you find a boy's pubic hair so what. You'll soon be cock suckers when you get to High School age. Isn't that right Miss
Sunshine. Finding stray hairs in one's mouth just comes with the territory."

Stunned at hearing such words we all look over at the crazy old woman.

"What do you mean by wear the pie?" Sunshine wants to know, her face more pink from the shame of being called a cock sucker by a grandma.

"It means what I said. Whoever doesn't eat their dessert will have to take their clothes off and this wonderful pie will be all you wear to go
back home."

I figured out right away the lady had made a mistake. I was already naked. I was forced to go back down the street to the girl's house naked
anyway. I knew I was going to refuse to eat my slice of pie. I'd rather have it smeared all over me.

With the threat of being forced to walk down the street naked, Sunshine and Meadow started to eat the pie in front of them. There was only
a chance my cum would be in their slice, one chance in four, twenty-five percent chance of getting a mouthful of my creamy cum in the pie
filling. Maybe the college girl, Sunshine, had the math figured out as she was the first one to clean her plate. She didn't make a funny face
so we all knew she didn't get the crummy cummy section.

Meadow was next to clean her plate. She too didn't retch or choke at finding any horrible surprise. Blossom recalculated and knew she had
a fifty percent chance of getting the dreaded selection. She again refused to eat the pie.

"Looks like two people are going home wearing their dessert. Stand up and take your clothes off, that whatever that is you are wearing. You
are too old to fit into that stupid outfit and you're showing your tits off to everyone anyways so you might as well take everything off. Now
get to it."

We were all still wearing what we had on when Sunshine first showed up at the house. The two younger sisters were still in their Arabian
Princess bikini costumes. I had on that stupid turban the girls made from the leggings. Apparently Mrs. Bosworth was not a fan of the costume
that Blossom had on...a skimpy bikini with a top that barely kept her boobs in place, small as those boobs were. The top was designed to
perfectly fit on a flat chested girl like Meadow.

"Take your costume off so you can get creamed and custard on your naughty girl parts. Rhonda, you get to keep that costume to do with as
you please. Reggie, you have the honor of putting that girl's next costume on her. There's still some whipped topping to put on her
bare chest. Whipped topping to cover her tits. Use the yellow meringue pie filling to cover her pussy. And we are not finished yet. This boy
won't eat his dessert. Rhonda you get to put pie back onto his body. Wherever you want to put it."

[Jeepman89]

That grandma really means business. Amazing!

[TeenFan]

The Marble Statue
Part 38. (Leo Tells a Truth part P)


When I was done with fucking that pie my dick was covered with the stuff. My pubes were coated with the white meringue. Rhonda, the
granddaughter of Mrs. Bosworth was told to clean me up with paper towels and now she's being told again to coat me anywhere she wants with
more pie!

I had chosen this course of action when I refused to eat the slice of lemon pie that Mrs. Bosworth put in front of me. Eat it or wear it was an
easy choice. I already have no clothes on so the threat of losing my costume was no actual threat. It was what was about to happen to Blossom
that had my full attention. Blossom refused to eat her piece of pie and was going to have to wear it.

Back at the girl's house, when we did the Hide-N-Seek game, I found Meadow and had gotten to see her lower half naked. I got to watch as she
fingered herself for a couple minutes. Actually, it was Blossom I wanted to find in the game. Blossom is two years older and her body so much
more of a delight to look at. Blossom was a lot taller. She had more of a girly look to her and her chest was well into growing tits compared to
the ten year old. Seeing Blossom get naked all the way would be the real treat.

Since the crazy granny still had a small pistol in her hand, still a threat to shoot somebody, nobody could complain or try to escape. Sunshine
and Meadow continued to sit silently in their chairs. Blossom stood up and she had Reggie and Rhonda standing next to her. I watched, getting
turned on once again as Blossom took off her top. The catwoman mask partly hid her expressions as it made it harder to read her eyes, but the
rest of her face showed how embarrassed she was. Blossom took the bikini top off, handing it to Rhonda. She tried to cover up but Mrs. Bosworth
grabbed the fly swatter off of the table.

"I'll spank you good if you cover up."

In all the places her younger sister was skinny Blossom was getting fleshy curves and softness. The tummy and shoulders were still sort of boyish, but Blossom had small mounds that looked like two rolling hills that formed a meadow on her chest. Each one was topped by a dark brown
nipple that was more wide than pointy. Reggie got to say the things I was thinking in my mind.

"Wow...that's hot. I never saw a girl in my class with no shirt on. Can I touch em, grandma?"

"You get to dress her up, Reggie. Of course you can touch her. You can do anything you want to. She's not as ripe as your bigger sister is, but
that's a naughty one who deserves what she gets."

I don't know who else noticed, but is saw Reggie's yellow pajama bottoms started poking out. As soon as he put his hands on Blossom's boobs to
give each one a feel, squeezing the nipples between his fingers, his poker was pushing out pretty good for a kid his age. I felt my dick stiffen up
too. It didn't get all the way hard. I had just cum for the second time that night. I was worn out down there. But I thoroughly enjoyed the
show that was just getting started.

Blossom whimpered and shivered as Reggie's hands fondled her tits. Meadow looked down at her empty dessert plate. Sunshine looked away
then looked back again. I could tell Sunshine wanted to do something, to find a way to protect her sister, but she just sat there. I was glad
she wasn't my big sister. How could anyone depend on her after that?

Blossom whimpered again, then started crying, when Rhonda pulls the bikini bottoms down all the way. Blossom's hands moved forward to
cover herself. I guess Mrs. Bosworth was expecting that. The cranky old woman had moved closer. Blossom got a smack on the ass that was
loud. The girl jumps and squeals and she pulls her hands back. I could see the girl I was babysitting was turning into a super hottie. I could
see a small growth of dark hairs at the top of her slit. It didn't obscure much. I could see her front crack easily.

Mrs. Bosworth grabs the slice of pie and she holds it out to her grandson. "Start with the whipped topping."

Reggie uses his fingers to grab the white cream from off the piece of pie that Blossom refused to eat. The cream is dabbed onto her breasts.
There is just enough cream to cover each one. There was a lot more yellow lemon pie to work with. Reggie first coated Blossoms tummy, then
did the girl's thighs. He saved the best for last when he grabbed the last big scoop of yellow custard to rub between her legs. I wished I could
have been the one to apply that pie mix. I wanted it to be my fingers rubbing along that lightly haired slit. Just thinking that made me get
harder. When they turned their attention to me I was standing up at attention.

"That boy is a pervert," Mrs. Bosworth tells me. "Look at that. He got an erection staring at a naked little girl. Rhonda, get that nasty thing
covered up."

Then it was my turn to get a new costume. I wondered why they had bothered to take the stuff off of me earlier when it goes right back onto
me. I had to stand there with a room full of people watching as Rhonda did a repeat of putting the white whipped topping onto my pubic hair.
The main difference was my balls got a thorough coating of the sticky yellow filling. I had a completely yellow dick and balls when Rhonda was
finished with me. I was hard the whole time, and that girl wasted no time in rubbing my shaft. It was like she was trying to jerk me off, but I
didn't get close to cuming again.

* * * * *

"What's the most times you've cum in one day?" Lacie says, interrupting the story. "Come on...how many times can you cum in one day?" she says
as she rubs her brother's bare leg.

Again the sister is getting so bold and fearless around her older brother. Leopold looks a bit ashamed and red faced. Telling such a story would
do that, but it was the special attentions Lacie kept applying with her probing questions and probing fingers.

While looking downward Leo says, "Three times. I did it three times once."

Marsha wanted to know more so she asks, "When was this, cousin Leo?"

"It was the day of your birthday party. The one where the girls made me cum into the pool. Later that day I jerked off two more times before
going to sleep. I guess seeing all those tits on all the girls really got me turned on. I'll do it again if you do another pool party. Everyone gets
naked...I'll do it."

"That would be five naked girls to your one. Not fair. We need more boys next time," Lacie says, and Marsho could not agree more. More boys
would be invited if she did another pool party.

"Go on, Leo. Finish your story. What happened after you got turned into the Lemon Meringue Boy?"

* * * * *

"I think it's time to wrap this party up," the old woman says.

You should have seen how fast Sunshine and Meadow jumped out of their chairs. They wanted to run for the door immediately.

"I see it's almost midnight. You better pray your parents don't come home early," Mrs. Bosworth says and she opens the front door. But before
she lets me leave she grabs my shoulder right before I could walk past her. The old witch kisses me on the mouth, then she tells me I'm a cute
hunky boy and come on by next year. "No need to bring a costume. Just come as you are," she tells me. I felt a shiver run through my body.
I'd never been touched that way by a stranger before, a mean old woman kissing me. I pulled away from her and started running for the
house we needed to be at, as fast as we could get there.

Blossom and Meadow's house is only a few houses down the street. We got there in only a minute or two. Fortunately there was no car in the
driveway. Sunshine unlocked the door. I didn't know what to do when we all piled into the living room. Blossom burst out crying again. Meadow
looked totally lost and she sat down on the couch. Sunshine took charge of things.

"Blossom. Leopold. You two need to get that gunk off of you. Get into the tub. I'll help you guys get cleaned up."

That started a whole new round of what should have been total embarrassment. I would have been mortified, but after everything that had
happened on this babysitting job I was not concerned much when I was told to stand in the bathtub with Blossom. Sunshine got the detachable
spray head going and she stared hosing both of us down.

"Wash yourselves off," Sunshine shouts at us.

Seeing one more chance to have some fun, Blossom puts her hands on me instead of herself. Her hands go straight to my dick and she starts
rubbing the pie crud from my cock and balls. If her 18 year old sister didn't like that she kept her thoughts to herself. I figured if Blossom was
touching me then it is only fair that I get to touch her. I reached out and began rubbing the whipped cream off of Blossom's breasts.

Sunshine only encouraged us to hurry up. I reached down and put my right hand between Blossom's legs. I felt the icky sliminess of the lemony
pie filling sticking onto her pussy lips. I felt along the grooves as my hand helped wash the stuff off of her. With her hand massaging my penis
and mine rubbing her pussy...I'm sure I could have cum a third time that night if we had more time.

Meadow bursts into the bathroom. "My mom and dad just drove up."

With a few more blasts of the shower head Blossom and I are both clean enough to jump out of the tub. Each of us grabbing a towel, we quickly
walked while drying off, walked over to Blossom's bedroom.

Blossom's hair is a total mess. It's wet at the bottom and her top is still under the catwoman mask which is still on her head. She pulls open
a dresser drawer and yanks out some mismatched pajamas. Meadow actually strips right in front of me, but wasn't naked for long as she too
puts on pajamas. Sunshine grabs both towels and she races back to the bathroom. Blossom is pulling on these pajamas when I shouted out
"Where are my clothes?"

Blossom stops and she stares at me. At first her face looks blank, like she can't recall where she hid my clothes. I start hopping up and down,
anxious for a reply. I figure I could try to put something on from this room, but would anything fit? There's not much time.

"OH Shit", Blossom says. "I hid your clothes under the couch in the living room. You were counting and I put them there. I didn't think you'd look
in that place. Well...that's where they are."

Sunshine steps back into the room, and had heard all of this conversation, and the older sister came up with the solution. It had to be a fast solution, since we all could hear voices coming from downstairs.

"Where is everyone. Are you upstairs?" comes the voice of the dad.

"I hope you all had a good time. But it's getting late," says the mom and we could hear footsteps on the stairs.

Sunshine holds in front of me Meadow's Arabian Princess costume. All that is left of it is the bikini top and bottom. "Put this on. It's better than nothing."

Knowing there is no time to argue I put the silly bikini on. The top is no big deal, but putting those bottoms on was a real fright fest, so
stupid and the bottom was incredibly small. These square piece of material fit just fine over the crotch and ass of a ten year old girl. It barely
covered anything on me, four years older with a body twice her size.

As soon as I got the thing tied on with some help from Sunshine the parents show up at the door. Sunshine is wearing the clothes she showed up
at the house with. Blossom and Meadow are wearing pajamas. It was me in a bikini the parents stared at.

"I didn't expect to see this," the mom says.

Once again it was Sunshine to the rescue. "Leo lost a bet. He played Hide-N-Seek with them. If he couldn't find a girl in fifteen minutes then
the girls could dress him up any way they wanted to."

"Yep, that's what we did. I figured what better way to humiliate our babysitter than to make him wear my costume. Isn't it funny." Blossom
breaks out in a giggle fit.

Both of the parents looked at me suspiciously, but they bought the story. I retrieved my clothes from under the couch in the living room, went
into the downstairs bathroom to change. I got paid my money and then walked to my house. I wanted to cuss out my sister when I got home.
I really wanted to cuss her out...but then I'd have to tell her why I was upset with her. So I didn't say anything about it. I lied and said nothing
much happened when Lacie asked me how the babysitting job went. Now I know why she had the knowing smirk on her face, that funny smile.
She knew some funny stuff was going to happen. And now I know she watched that Abduction zombie video over and over. I wish I could get
upset over it now...but actually...it was such a great time. And yes, I did jerk off thinking about it all afterwards. Mainly remembering what
it felt like to put my hands on Blossom's body.

* * * * *

"I'm so happy to hear the rest of that story. I got some of it out of Blossom and Meadow, but neither one would tell me everything. Now I know
why. I wish I could have seen your face, big brother, when you had to decide whether or not to eat cum pie or wear it. What a great Halloween."
And Lacie presses her hand on her brother's thigh again, the hand turning into what must be pretending to be a spider. The spider hand crawls
its way toward Leo's crotch.

Leo slaps the hand away, "Enough with the cock grabbing you two. It's the next turn for somebody, whoever is next for Truth or Dare."

[Jeepman89]

Great chapter and a great way to explain what he was wearing when the parents came home!

[TeenFan]

I had to go back and count. The Leo Tells a Truth section was 16 chapters, spread out over two Octobers. And poor Leo didn't even get any
candy. He did get plenty of memories.

I can see Blossom and Meadow being in potential spinoff stories, along with Rhonda and Reggie. Sunshine never got her chance at making a
wish with the Genie. Will this come back to haunt Leo sometime soon after that fateful Halloween babysitting ordeal?

_________________

Thanks for the recent comments, Jeepman.

[Jeepman89]

My pleasure, TeenFan!

[Trundle]

It really was an epic section of Leo telling a truth, what an absolutely crazy night he had back then

Really enjoy having this story spring back to life every halloween, are we getting more or will we have to wait until next year to find out what happens next?

You've loads of great stories going on at the minute so I'm happy to get updates for any of them.

[TeenFan]

The Marble Statue
Part 39. Lacie Loses Here Mind, part One.

"It's your turn silly boy," Lacie informs her brother. "You've only done one turn, but that dare for Marsha to play baseball with no clothes on
was hilarious. I really loved it. Well...who are you going to pick on dear bro?"

"I'm gonna...um, I guess I'll pick on you, Lacie. I'm going to give you a dare. Now listen up. This is what I want you to do..."

* * * * *

Across from the sports park, on the other side of a road is a business complex. It has a number of somewhat secretive tech companies in the
complex surrounded by a wall. A gate guard, nestled into a small cubicle shaped building, controls the entrance into the complex. Anyone pulling
up to the gate first has to show proper work badge credentials to be allowed in. The ones who run the business complex don't spend much money
on the security, usually hiring some college student or some kid right out of high school. The job is minimum wage so no serious adult worker
would be interested.

It's going on 11 pm at night, and the gate guard is one hour into his shift. A young guy, probably no older than nineteen, stands at the open
doorway as he huffs on an E-cigarette, puffs of vapor blowing out like he's the magic dragon. The guard is slender, the tan security uniform
looking new and spiffy. No car has pulled up in the last fifteen minutes and the guard looks to be bored to death and he's got a long wait until
the 5 am shift change.

The guard finishes his smoke. He goes back into the guard shack. This small square building has large windows on three sides, the side facing
the gate, then a set of widows with views toward the main street up front and the first row of business buildings toward the back. One wall
keeps the guard completely blind. The chair he sits in faces toward the gate, the open door toward where cars will pull up. Most of the time
the guard will sit in his chair and look through the window to see the presentations of work passes. Only when non-employees need to
come inside does the guard have to exit the shack to write down everyone's name on a log in book.

In the chair the guard picks up a book and he's busy reading, paying no attention to what is going on outside the guard shack. He can hear cars
pulling up, so that is when he'll have to look up from whatever he's reading. Not falling asleep is probably the hardest part of the job.

It wasn't a sound that makes the guard look up and out the window to the gate. A motion caught his eye.

* * * * *

Marsha and Leopold hide in the shadows at the back end of the gate guard shack. She and her two cousins quietly snuck up to that area and
Lacie then got partly undressed. Lacie took off her shirt and bra, and these two clothing items are firmly secured in Marsha's hand. Stepping
away from the shack, Lacie moves far enough away that she can make a new approach to the shack while bathed in the light coming from two
lamp fixtures on either side of the main gate.

The hardest thing for Marsha and Leo not to do is laugh as Lacie staggers toward the guard shack. Lacy moves like a drunken person, or maybe
like a zombie would move since the girl has no experience with being drunk. Her body sways as she walks, feet shuffling, head bobbing.
As she gets closer Lacie lets out loud moaning sounds. Marsha giggles and has to slam her hand over her mouth.

When Lacie is fifteen feet from the gate the guard looks up from his book. For at least five seconds the guy is totally frozen, shocked at seeing
a young lady wearing shorts but nothing up top staggering toward the metal entrance gate. The guard jumps out of his chair, and running out
of the shack he scrambles to intercept Lacie.

"Do you need help miss?" the guard shouts as he gets close to the half naked girl.

Lacie turns toward the guard and she stops moving. She then uses her right hand to rub her crotch.

"Touch me. Please touch me. I need it now." Lacie continues to rub her hand down there.

The guard has no idea what to do. He stands there like an idiot, watching a girl rub herself, then his mouth drops open when Lacie massages
her breasts, shouting out "I'm so hot. I need a man right away."

Lacie takes a step closer to the guard. "At last I found a man. Will you fuck me? I need to be fucked."