Chapter 32 - RESET
(Mg, MMgg, oral, voy, exhib, inc)
Bunny's dad makes demands on her and her Mama. Dad always got what Dad wanted...
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As exciting as the cafeteria fire had been, with all that happened afterward, I had forgotten about the fire until I was at school the next morning and found the doors locked and barred with police tape.
"I thought you'd be dumb enough to come to school," I heard Mary Lou remark sarcastically from behind my back. "School's closed, Blondie!" she laughed. But I wasn't the only one there.
"So what are you doing here, Miss Know-It-Al!" I countered.
"Same thing you're doing," she laughed. "You didn't get the memo either?"
"What memo?"
"That they haven't finished inspecting the school for damage. I didn't get it either, but apparently we're among the few that didn't get it.
"So, your house or mine?"
"Let's go to your house," I said. "You won't believe what happened yesterday!"
"The school burned down?"
"No! After the stupid fire. It's why I didn't come to your house yesterday."
"You got laid, huh?"
"Well, yeah, but it's not that."
"Your dad fucked you."
"Yes, but it's not that either."
"Well, Pete and I missed you, not that we really missed you that much."
"Thanks, Mary Lou."
"You're welcome, Bunny," she said with a laugh.
Once we got there I was disappointed that Pete wasn't there. He'd gone off to meet with some of his other friends, doing whatever boys do.
Finally we were inside Mary Lou's house and I was able to tell her about what Mama and Mr. Jesse had been doing. "That's really kinky," she replied when I told her about the cat ears and cat tails. Kinky, a new word for my vocabulary.
Her reaction to when I told her how shocked I was that my mama was carrying on like that was like, "You didn't know your mother was a slut?"
"No."
"Well, she is. So is your Aunt Bess. Daddy told me all about what happened Sunday afternoon after we were sent to your aunt's house to babysit her kids."
"What happened?" I asked.
"Well, my dad fucked your mother, for one thing, then your uncle fucked your mother while your dad fucked your aunt and then my dad fucked your aunt. They had an orgy! your mom and aunt even went down on each other," she laughed. "But I'm not supposed to tell you that."
"Mr. Mack fucked Mama? Uncle Blake fucked Mama? Daddy fucked Aunt Bess?" I said genuinely surprised. No wonder Daddy called Mama a whore. She was just like me.
Mary Lou filled me in on all the juicy details that her dad had told her. Wow! I had no idea my mom and aunt were such total sluts! Not even after what I saw at Mr. Jesse's. I suspected that Mary Lou might be trying to put one over me. Well, I'll just had to find out about all this from Mama herself!
I told her about Daddy coming home and then coming to my room and Mama trying to stop him. I didn't mention Bob nor the encounter with Bob's dad, knowing how sensitive she was about the last time I was with Bob. She had a crush on him and I couldn't blame her. He was a hunk and a lot of fun to be with.
She got a call from her Uncle Sid. He was going to pick her up and take her somewhere and she was to look nice. I asked her about it and she told me that he was taking her to lunch to meet an important investor.
"He's going to whore you out, isn't he?" She wouldn't answer, so I went home.
Mama was puttering about the kitchen, having prepped tonight's supper. I made myself a sandwich and she tells me that she was going to see Mr. Jesse and apologize for giving him a black eye yesterday.
"You gave him a black eye?" I asked.
"Yes, but I didn't mean to. I was upset.
"Now, if you want to go to Janie's or to Wendy's that fine with me, but I'd rather you not go to Mary Lou's."
"How come, Mama?"
"Never you mind..."
"Mary Lou already told me about you and her daddy last Sunday."
Clearly exasperated she back tracked and said, "Oh, if you want to go to Mary Lou's, go ahead. But, be home in time to help me put supper on the table before your dad gets home from work." Then she left, taking the same route to Mr. Jesse's or Uncle Joe's that I would take.
I had no desire to go to Janie's or even to Wendy's. They both just seemed so... immature, even though I still counted them as two of my best friends. And of course, going to Mary Lou's was out, that is if Pete wasn't home. Hmmm, maybe he was. So I called and got the answering machine. Oh, well...
Having nothing better to do, I went out front and sat on the porch swing. I loved that swing and was quite content to pass some time swinging and waving at the passing cars. After a while I was getting bored and was about to go inside when my day suddenly looked brighter, as Bob pulled up to my house in his beat up, rusty old car.
"Hi, ya, Bonnie!" he greeted cheerfully. He got out of his car and boldly came up the steps onto the porch.
"My name is not Bonnie," I told him, "it's Bunny," I corrected.
"Oh, yeah," he replied. "You know, I didn't think Bonnie was right, but when you didn't say otherwise yesterday, I presumed... Why didn't you say something?"
"I dunno. It's not important," I said.
"Then you're not mad at me?" he said hopefully.
"No, I'm not mad. I'm Bunny!" I said trying to make a little joke.
"And you fuck like a bunny," he said in low voice so that he wouldn't be overheard.
"You don't have to whisper. Mama's not home.
"Have you had lunch?" I then added.
"No, but I came by to see if you wanted to get together again today. But, I didn't make much in tips last night, just enough to put some gas in my car." He had told me that he delivered pizzas in the evenings to make his spending money. "We have some baloney, if you want to..."
"No, thanks, I've already eaten," I replied. "But I can make you a sandwich. You like meatloaf?"
"Meatloaf! Yeah, that'd be great!" he happily exclaimed. So we went inside and I made him a sandwich with the leftover meatloaf that would have gone to Uncle Joe. Too bad, Uncle Joe!
While I was at the counter making the sandwich, Bob came up from behind, encircled me with his arms and cupped my tits.
"I had fun yesterday," he said as he ground his crotch into my ass. "Did you?"
"Yes, but Mama's at the neighbors and might come home any minute," I replied. That didn't stop him from groping my tits.
With the sandwich made, I twisted away from his wandering hands and gave him the sandwich wrapped in a paper towel. "Here, you can eat this on your way to your house."
I won't bore you with the details, but once we were at his house, he had me naked in no time and on the floor with him pushing his cock into me. It was pretty much like that the rest of the day. Suck and fuck, suck and fuck. It was pretty much like the day before, except that his dad didn't unexpectedly show up.
He had to get to work, so he had me home in plenty of time to help Mama out with putting supper on the table, only she wasn't there. Her car was still there, but she wasn't. Not even considering the possibility that she was off shopping with Aunt Bess, I marveled that she was still at Mr. Jesse's and if she was still at Mr. Jesse's, I pretty well knew what they had been up to all afternoon.
I still couldn't get over the fact that my Mama was a whore. And not just my daddy's whore, but Mr. Jesse's whore too. But she wasn't just messing around with Mr. Jesse, but with Uncle Blake and now Mr. Mack too. Then I thought about how dolled up she was the other day to go work at the library. Was she really going to work at library looking like that, or did she have other plans? Maybe I should ask...
That thought vanished as I saw her coming through the neighbor's yard from Mr. Jesse's. Coming inside, it struck me how tired she looked. She told me what she wanted me to do, then retired to her bedroom. Just before Daddy came home, she came out, with her makeup fixed and looking a lot better.
Daddy walked in through the back. He looked happy today. And he was. "Got the backhoe up and running well before noon," he said, "and best of all, it was a lot cheaper than I expected.
"Now, watching Jose all day and making sure he didn't fuck up, I've had plenty of time to think about you two. And you know what I've been thinking? I've been thinking which of you was going to blow me as soon as I got home... right here in the kitchen."
"Oh, really, Hank!" Mama fussed. "Do you have to be so crude?"
"I'm not being crude. I'm being direct. Now which of you is going to blow me, right now and right here?"
"Hank, I swear..."
"Hush up, woman! I want my dick sucked. Now, seeing that you won't do it, I guess it'll have to be Bunny."
"Hank!"
"Hush, up, Clare! You had your chance.
"Bunny! Get your ass over here and do me!"
Well, in our house Daddy was and is the boss, so I did what he told me to do. I fished out his cock and was ready to do what he wanted.
"Naked! I want your ass naked when you blow me, Bunny."
"Oh, Hank, no! She's just a baby," my mama pleaded.
"She's a whore, just like you, Clare. And just like you, she's my whore.
"Come on, girl. You know I like you naked when you suck my cock."
Well, I pulled off what little clothes I was wearing.
"Where are your bra and your panties?" Mama asked. Then she added, "Oh, never mind."
Well, naked, I sucked Daddy off right there in the kitchen and Mama didn't do anything to stop me, she just went about putting supper on the table. There had definitely been a sea change in our house. Daddy now had his way with me whenever and where ever he wanted, and Mama never said another word about it.
Later Mama did ask me if I was okay with it and I told her I was. I loved my daddy and I'd do anything for him! She smiled and said, "Okay, it's up to you who you have sex with. I just don't want you to get hurt, Bunny."
Mama and I had a long talk. I asked her about what Mary Lou had told me about the after dinner Mother's Day party where Uncle Blake and Mr. Mack allegedly fucked her. She confirmed it and explained that she and Daddy swapped partners with Aunt Bess and Uncle Blake, and had been doing it for years. It was what Daddy and Uncle Blake wanted, so she and Aunt Bess had to obey their husbands and do as they wished. Then she told me that all those sleepovers I used to have at Janie's, Wendy's and Gina's was to get me out of the house so they could have their sex parties. Wow! And yes, she'd been fucking Mr. Jesse ever since she won a spot on the varsity volleyball team in 10th grade and that Daddy knew all about her long term relationship with the old guy. And sometimes, Mr. Jesse would even be invited over to party with Daddy, Uncle Blake, Aunt Bess and herself.
I asked her about getting all dolled up to work at the library. She smiled and just said that she actually had a date and left it at that.
Our conversation that night was cut short when Daddy came in and announced that he was ready for bed and that I was to join Mama and him in their bed. Well, Mama wasn't having any of that! And she won that argument, sort of. Daddy just sent her away and slept in my bed with me. Next morning, Mama gave him the ice treatment.
Early Saturday morning, Bob called and asked me if I wanted to go skating. Of course I had to ask Mama, and before she said yes, she wanted to know who this Bob guy was, so I told her.
"He just wants to have sex with you, Bunny," she said.
"I know, Mama. But he's nice to me and I like him a lot."
She said, "Fine. I don't think I can stop you, can I?"
"No, Mama. But I don't want to go behind your back." She hugged me and told me to go have fun.
Around ten, Bob picked me up. Mama didn't comment or make me go change when I came out in a pair of very short short-shorts and a cropped top that showed a lot of belly. At least I had a bra on.
"Is that thing safe?" Mama asked pointing to his rusty car.
"It doesn't look like much, Ma'am," Bob replied, "but it runs good and has good brakes."
Satisfied, Mama told us to have fun.
"Your Mama is really hot," he said once we were in the car. "No wonder you're such a good lay."
"Is that what I am? A good lay?"
"Yeah, but you're pretty too," he replied with his killer grin. That made me feel good.
We took off, but we were going the wrong direction. "Where are we going?" I asked.
"Pop insists that I cut the damned grass before we go. It'll only take me thirty minutes at the most."
We pulled into the back of his house. I immediately saw that his dad's pickup was parked in the back.
"Wait inside, Bunny," Bob told me. "I promise this won't take long." So I went inside.
Closing the backdoor behind me I heard, "Well, hello there." The room was dark, but I had no trouble finding his dad sitting across the room in his recliner. He was shirtless, but had shorts on, boxer shorts.
"My glasses are in the bedroom, so come here and let me get a look at you," he said. So I stepped closer and as I did I heard the lawn mower crank up.
"Bonnie. You're Bonnie, right?"
"No, my name is Bunny," I gently and politely corrected.
"Oh, okay, Bunny.
"You sure are a pretty thing, Bunny," he commented. "Of course when I met you," he chuckled, "I could see a lot more of you than I now can."
He then snorted, "And you... you can see a lot more of me this time."
I laughed at his little joke and he invited me to come sit in his lap while Bob took care of the grass. He was a lot hairier than Daddy or Mr. Mack, but I didn't find that off putting. Instead I was wondering what it would be like to be under him and...
I sat in his lap like I often sat in my daddy's lap, with his hands resting on my hips. He was a big man and had a bit of a pot belly. His dark thick chest hair fascinated me and I began playing in it with my fingers. He didn't seem to mind. And like Daddy, he didn't mind when I began playing with his big prominent nipples. I'd never seen nipples that big on a man before. He didn't mind that either.
His nips swelled when I tweaked them, just like girl's nipple would. A big warm hand slid up my back, up inside my belly shirt.
"Bob said that you never wear a bra," he said as he tugged on the back strap.
"Sometimes I do," I replied. I felt his fingers moving and the clasp suddenly loosened. The hand slid back to my hips. They didn't stay there very long, as he immediately gripped the helm of my cropped shirt and begin pulling it up and over my head.
"Fair's fair," he said throwing my top on the floor. He finished by removing my bra. "That's better, much better. It's how I remember you," he said cupping my bare tit. He sure didn't waste any time!
As he felt me up he said, "You're not shy, are you? Bob's a lucky boy. I'm lucky too," he added before dipping his head to kiss my nipple. Moments later he wasn't just kissing my nips, but sucking on one.
I felt his big boner under my butt and twisted around to get my hand on it. It was sticking out of his fly and it was hot and hard as my hand surrounded it. I began jacking him, giving him a hand job, knowing that if I got him off right now, that maybe I could get away without having to do more, and after a few minutes I was successful.
His goo didn't shoot off into space like I'd expected, but just seemed to gush out of his cock and over my hand. This was good, because I didn't want it all over my short-shorts. The sound of the mower stopped.
"Damn it, Pops," I heard Bob exclaimed from the back door. "Leave her alone!"
"Mind your own business, son. You ain't finished yet, are you?"
"No, but..."
"Then finish cutting the god damned grass!"
Bob closed the door. A moment later the mower cranked up again.
"Bob tells me you're really good with your mouth."
"Is that what you want?" I asked.
"Yeah, in fact I do. That and I want those shorts off." I guess I could have said no, but he already had my shorts unbuttoned and unzipped. When did he do that?
I stood up and slipped my shorts off.
Lifting his butt off the chair, he stripped off his underwear. Naked as me he said, "Bob wasn't lying when he told me you didn't wear panties."
Well, I had a pair of panties in my bag, knowing that I'd need them later to keep Bob's cum from soaking the crotch of my short-shorts. That just wouldn't do.
"Now suck me, Bonnie."
"Bunny," I said. "My name is Bunny."
"Whatever, honey. Just get with it."
He was soft by then, soft and gooey. But to my delight, he was circumcised and I liked the look of a circumcised cock. I knelt and...
Ewwww! It was cold and clammy. Not only that, it was a bit bitter tasting. I glanced up from his dick. He looked like a sitting Buda grinning down at me with an unlit cigar in his mouth.
"Suck it, honey!" His hand shot to back of my head and my face was forced down into his wet slimy crotch. Thinking I didn't have any say in this, I just did what he wanted me to do. Pretty soon all the bitterness was gone and only the neutral taste of a dick and the texture of a semi-flaccid cock remained. This wasn't so bad, in fact, I was now enjoying it. It took me fifteen minutes to get him up again, not that I minded that it took so long.
He pushed me off his lap and stood. Then he manhandled me onto his recliner facing backwards, my ass hiked in the air. He was going to screw me and I was ready. I felt his hands peel my ass cheeks apart. I was ready for him to take me and expecting his cock to sink into me, but what I got was his tongue instead. He licked me sloppily, dragging his tongue along my pussy gash and across my asshole. He did that a few times and then settled in licking mainly my asshole. Wow, did that feel good!
"God damn it, Pop! Leave her alone!" I heard Bob say. It was only then I realized that the sound of the mower had stopped."You can't rape her!"
His old man stopped licking my butthole and he let go of my butt cheeks. "Rape? Who said anything about rape," his dad said. "I ain't heard her once say, 'No,'. Hell, she's as ripe for a fucking as any woman I've ever seen!"
"She's only twelve years old!"
"Twelve?! You gotta be shittin' me!"
"No, she's only twelve." Well, I wasn't quite twelve yet, but I didn't correct Bob. "They'll throw you under the jail!"
"What about you? You're fucking her and you're eighteen, Bob."
"I just turned eighteen. She's been my girlfriend for nearly a year now. I don't think they'll throw me under the jail, Pop. But you..."
"Oh, god damn it!" his dad cursed. "Just when I thought I was gonna get me some young pussy! That'd shut those bastards up at the plant."
"If I was you, Pop, I wouldn't be bragging about this girl to anyone at the plant."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. You're probably right."
Turning to me Bob's dad said, "How about if you do a hoochie-coochie dance for us, Bonnie?
"Turn on the radio, Bob and get us some music!"
"We're running late, Pops. Sometime later, maybe."
Bob turned to me and said, "Wanna join me in the shower?" Well, he was all sweaty and I was already naked, so why not?
Bob took me to the bathroom and turned the shower on. Bob's dad followed us in and sat naked on the toilet. With the water warm, we got in, but he didn't close the shower curtain.
"Don't get my hair wet," I told Bob. And he was careful not to, but with his father watching he did a job with his hand on my pussy and got me off big time. Before it was all over, I think his dad had gotten as wet as Bob and I had.
"What are you waiting for, boy? Go ahead and fuck her," I heard from the peanut gallery. Bob turned the water off, shoved me into the corner and ran his cock up me from behind.
"Yeah! That's it, boy! Fuck her! Fuck her good!"
Well, when it was all over, I needed that pair of panties I'd brought with me. Bob's dad was gracious enough to go out to Bob's car and retrieve my bag with the panties. He didn't bother to put his own pants on though, and managed to flash his neighbor, something he found to be very funny.
I was no longer all that interested in going skating, but Bob insisted, saying that it wouldn't be wise to hang out all day at his house with his dad all worked up. We made it out of the alleyway and out of his neighborhood with his car still in one piece and headed back towards the center of town. I wasn't paying too much attention to where we were until he pulled up and stopped at Mary Lou's.
"Be right back!" he said hopping from the car.
"Why are we stopping..." I began but he ignored me or didn't hear me. Then, knowing how possessive Mary Lou was of Bob, I began to worry if she would go ballistic that I was with him.
She bounded from the house laughing and jumped in the car next to me.
"Bunny! What are you..."
"What are you doing?" I shot back.
By then Bob was back in the driver's seat. "Sorry, I'm late, Mary Lou," he began as he cranked up his junker, "but Pop made me mow the grass before I could go."
"What's she doing here?" Mary Lou asked with eye daggers for me.
"I told you, she going with us," he lied.
"No, you didn't!" she shot back.
"Don't worry, babe, I fixed her up with a buddy."
As what he just said sunk in, I nearly screamed, "What!? What buddy?"
"Oh, I didn't tell you?" he said all innocent like. "You'll like him, Bunny. He and me, we joined the Marines the same day and we're going to boot camp together."
Mary Lou leaned into me and whispered, "He's passing you off, slut!"
I did a slow burn while we continued across town. Well, maybe not a slow burn, but I didn't say anything. Not even when we stopped at this run down looking house. Bob honked. A moment later a short stocky guy with a mop of straight black hair came out. He was kind of cute, and...
"Hop in the back, Bunny," Bob told me. As neither he nor Mary Lou made any effort to let me out, I had to crawl over the seat back to get into the back. Just as I ungracefully flopped into the back, the door opened and this guy gets in.
"Where have you been?" the guy asked Bob.
"Sorry, I got delayed.
"Hernando, this is Bunny, the girl I told you about." At least he didn't call me Bonnie. "Pretty, ain't she? Just like I said she was." The brown, round faced guy looked me over and grinned.
"And this cunt is Mary Lou," he introduced.
"Hi," Hernando said to Mary Lou who wasn't all that pleased to be introduced in the manner Bob had introduced her to Hernando. Introductions made, we headed off to the skating rink.
Well, even though he didn't speak English all that well, Hernando was sweet to me. He even paid for my admission and skate rental! And after we skated for an hour and a half, he bought me a hot dog and a Coke.
So we're sitting in the far back of the skating rink with our lunch and Bob takes Mary Lou's plain hot dog from the bun and feeds it to her, except she didn't bite it off, she let him slide it in and out between her lips. It was so obscene! And she had the nerve to call me a slut! And Hernando, he seemed embarrassed by it, not that I could tell if he was blushing.
Lunch over, Bob announced that it was time to go. I was all in favor of just staying and skating some more, but with our ride and his date leaving, Hernando and I had no choice but to come along with them. Not surprisingly, Bob headed straight for Lovers Leap.
So I'm sitting there riding along in the back seat looking out the window, wondering if I really wanted to go to Lovers Leap with this Hernando guy... not that I had a choice. I felt him next to me moving about. I turned just in time to see Hernando strip his t-shirt over his head. Apparently he no qualms about where we were going and why.
He beamed with a bright smile as I checked out his physique. From what I could see, he was a fine specimen of virile masculinity, very muscular. My hand seemed to have a mind of its own as it reached out and touched his very dark nipple. As I tweaked his nip, our eyes met. Then like a boa constrictor wrapping itself around it's lunch, he was on me and had me flat on my back, his tongue driving into my mouth.
We turned off the main road and onto the dirt road leading up to local make-out place. Riding up the bumpy road, one hand was stripping my top off while the other tore at my shorts. By the time we came to a stop, he had ripped my panties off and had his cock out probing around for my entrance.
"Wait! Wait! Wait!" I pleaded, not that it did me any good for his cock found my pussy and he was slicing in me. And we weren't even all the way undressed yet!
He pumped into me hard for a dozen or so strokes before I got him off me long enough to make him understand that his zipper was hurting me.
"God, take your pants off!" I told him. He looked at me, removed his shoes and pants. Meanwhile I got rid of my bra. He mumbled something about a "puta bueno" and was on me again. As he fucked me, he kept saying, "puta bueno". I didn't know what a puta was and figured he was talking about a taco or something, and more or less ignored him.
He didn't last long and pulling out, he attacked my tits with his mouth. He was kind of rough, and I had to tell him to stop biting so hard. He did stop biting my nipples and moved over me, shoving his uncut dick in my face. Okay, I like sucking a guy's cock, I really like it because I'm more or less in control and if I had a mind to, I could always bite the guy if he pissed me off. I'd never bitten a guy, but I could. Some months before, I talked to Mary Lou about biting a guy and she strongly advised not doing it as the guy just might hurt me and hurt me bad. So, sucking Hernando's brown penis was kind of fun, especially since it was flavored with our mixed juices.
Well, I got him hard again and he wanted to do me from the back. He was very insistent that I prop myself on the open window of Bob's car. Gawd, we were parked right next to a guy who was making out with his girlfriend. As Hernando tried to slot into me from the back, I wasn't sure if he was going to try and do me in the ass. He didn't. He found my slippery cunt and drove his cock home.
So I'm naked, half hanging out the window and this couple next to us watched as I was fucked. I sort of waved to them, you know a finger wave and the guy started honking his horn.
Hernando disengaged and dragged me back in the car and went at me again in a traditional man on top position. Well, he was crushing me, so I managed to swap places with him on bottom. I rose up to ride him, giving the guy parked next to us a clear view of my bouncing bobbies. I couldn't see the girl and figured she was going down on the guy.
Hernando lasted a lot longer that second fuck, but not long enough to get me off on his cock. Okay, it would have been better if he sent me orbit, but I got a good screw, so I was happy. We took a break and looking over the seat back watched Bob screw Mary Lou for a few minutes. Bob pulled off and we all took a break.
Mary Lou was ready to go home, but Bob had other ideas. He wanted to switch with Hernando. Mary Lou made a fuss about not crawling over the seat back, so Bob did. Now I had two guys in the back seat with me. Hernando got nervous about rubbing against Bob's dick and bailed out to the front.
I heard Mary Lou squeal, but I couldn't see what they were doing as I had Bob's cock in my mouth trying (successfully I might add) to get him up. From there he banged me to a long, continuous, glorious rapture, one that left me totally disoriented and exhausted when he finally got off on me.
Bob crawled back over to the front and Hernando crawled into the back with me. Bob got his pants on and not much else, cranked up the car and tore out of Lovers Leap. Hernando and I were tossed about in the back seat trying to get dressed as he drove down to the main road. Somehow we managed.
"What's your hurry?" asked Mary Lou who still had a clot of cum on her face.
"I'm running a late and gotta get to work," he explained.
He dropped Hernando off first. He was barely out of the car and Bob took off. He dropped Mary Lou and me off at Mary Lou's. Actually it was more like being dumped at the curb, as he was in a hurry to get to work.
Mr. Mack was home and commented on how disheveled we both were. We made a beeline to shower together and get cleaned up. Her dad was waiting for us when we stepped from the shower.
"You need to be home anytime soon?" Mr. Mack asked me.
"Well, Mama's expecting me sometime today," I answered.
"Well, don't worry about your Mama. She knows you're here and she knows you're staying for a while.
"Now, you two just stay nude. Bunny's dad is on his way over."
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