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 A tale from krisnjamie.  This is a work of fiction, enjoy it or not but
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   Carl and Mike sat halfway up the stairs watching the procession of girls
storming through the hallway.

   Carl turned to look at the scowl on his friends face.

   "Cheer up Mike" he said wistfully "it can't be that bad."

   Mike grimaced as the troop disappeared into the kitchen and then turned
and led his friend back up the stairs to his attic bedroom on the second
floor of the old house.

   Flopping petulantly onto his bed he signalled for Mike to shut the door
which quickly clicked shut behind the boys.

   At 15 Mike was aware of how annoying his sister and her friends could
be. What were his parents thinking when they agreed to Stacey having this
birthday sleepover he wondered?  More importantly, why had they not planned
it a little better?  Why was he required to supervise until they came back
from their trip?

   Downstairs Stacey had gathered the girls in the kitchen.  Her thirteenth
birthday had been a couple of day ago and it had taken all of her
persuasive powers to convince her parents to let her have this little
party. She was a little aggrieved that Mike had been put in charge until
mum and dad got back, but they had promised that they would be back by 7.00
and assured her that Mike would stay out of the way as best he could.

   She looked at her watch.  4.40.  A glance out of the window confirmed
that winter was truly here as the last of the daylight slipped away.  Any
winter gloom was dispelled by a shriek from Alison as Jane poked her in the
ribs and Stacey gave a hurried agenda of her plans for the evening.

   They were commandeering the lounge for the night.  There was plenty of
coke, lemonade and other fizzy drinks, popcorn, crisps and nuts for later
and the promise of at least two horror films before bed.

   The girls dumped their bags and sleeping bags at one end of the lounge
and then hurtled onto the sofa amidst still more squeals to discuss what to
do first.

   A couple of hours away Peter Johnson drove in silence down the M5.  His
wife, Helen, dozed quietly in the passenger seat.

   "You mind if I turn the news on - I'd like to catch the weather" he said
quietly.

   Helen mumbled her assent.

   The news was full of the usual doom and gloom and it took all of his
willpower to stick it out to get to the weather report.  Just to add to his
day the reports were not good.

   His mother had barely registered their presence from her hospital bed.
She was failing fast and he would have loved to have stayed overnight but
the promise to his daughter and the prospect of leaving Mike in charge of
four unruly girls had forced his hand.

   His foot pressed down on the accelerator in an unconscious effort to
speed up a little bit and make it home before the storm really hit.

   10 minutes later and he was forced to a crawl as visibility dropped and
hail lashed the winddscreen.  All around him other cars were also crawling
along.

   "Idiot" he announced as a bright red sports car zipped past him in the
outside lane "He's looking for an early grave" he said to nobody in
particular.

   A Further 20 minutes and the entire motorway came to a standstill.

   Peter Johnson fumed quietly and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel
as he peered into the gloom.

   The accident had been perfectly preventable.  A bright red sports car
had lost its traction in the mix of slush and ice, flipped twice and
collided with a car and caravan.

   Tempers frayed as the queue built up.

   The hail gave way to snow.  It fell steadily and still nothing moved.

   At 6.30 officers started moving through the queue to explain that the
road was impassable and that the vehicle occupants were being escorted off
the motorway on foot.

   Carrying a small overnight bag Peter and Helen joined the stream of
people stomping through the deepening snow.  By the time they got to the
crash scene they were cold, wet and tired.  Crews were working to clear the
road but were being hampered by the weather.  Worst for three decades
people were saying.

   Eventually Peter and Helen were bundled into one of a small fleet of
police landrovers and ferried the short distance to the next sliproad. 
Here they found themselves herded onto waiting coaches and began the slow
procession to the community centre that had been opened as a refuge for the
night.

   He tried to call home but the mobile networks were jammed.

   At the centre Peter queued for another 40 minutes to use the one
available land line and finally, around 6.45, he managed to get through.

   Mike couldn't believe it.

   "Sorry son, nothing I can do.  We won't be home before tomorrow.  Look
after Stacey and her friends son.  I'll make it up to you."

   "but Dad" whined Mike

   "Look Mike, we're stuck.  Unless you want to call it off and put up with
Stacey moaning for a month you have to play babysitter."

   Mike grunted down the phone.

   "Tell you what" said his father "Why don't you ask Carl to stay the
night, at least you'll have some support....and there are a few beers in
the workshop....  Please son."

   "Yeah ok Dad, are you and mum alright?"

   Satisfied that his parents were safe he went and reported the news to
Carl who immediately called his own parents for permission to stay before
the boys ventured into the fortified lounge area to tell the girls what was
happening.

   "You have got to be kidding" snarled Stacey "I don't want you bossing us
around"

   "Your choice" snapped her brother.  Either I play babysitter or the
girls go home"

   "Ok but you leave us alone"

   "Wouldn't have it any other way sis" said Mike as he left the room with
Carl trailing behind.

   "Kinda cute huh girls" said Becky with a grin "which one do you want?"

   Squeals of protest rose in the air as the other three girls announced
their disgust at the idea before collapsing into giggles once more.

   Mike and Carl made their way out and found the crate of beer.  They
brought it back to the kitchen and cracked a can each before making their
way back up the stairs.

   The storm reached them a little after 7.30.  The girls had already
donned pyjamas and were huddled under blankets sharing nibbles and watching
the first of the horror films when Mike re-appeared.

   "What do you want" snapped Stacey as she paused the film.

   "Just to let you know that the weather report is pretty grim.  Most of
the roads are all snowed up and you might wanna get some candles ready in
case the power goes out."

   "It's only a little snow, now leave us alone" replied his sister.

   Fuming quietly Mike went back upstairs after grabbing a couple more cans
from the kitchen.

   "Bitch" he announced as he shut the bedroom door behind him

   Carl smiled up from the computer "but a kinda cute bitch huh"

   Mike laughed "You got the hots for my sister then?

   "Not hots exactly, but I wouldn't mind playing a bit."

   "Perv she's only 13 ya know"

   "You mean you wouldn't?"

   "Course not" Mike exploded "that's sick"

   "ok, ok not Stacey then, but I bet you'd have a look at Becky given the
chance"

   "Shall we get on with the game now" replied Mike ending the
conversation.

   Carl grinned and moved aside so that Mike could get to the screen and
keyboard.

   Downstairs all giggles were suppressed and breath was held as a severed
head bounced on the screen before them.  As they watched the door flew open
and a masked man entered carrying a bloodied knife.  He stormed to the
camera and the girls got a full screen close up of the mask and his
reddened eyes.  Squeals erupted and the lights went out.

   The squeals continued and drifted up to the attic.

   Mike made out Carl's eyes in the gloom as the noise reached him.

   "Shit" he hissed "There's a torch here somewhere"

   Torch found and on the boys bounded down the stairs and burst into the
lounge.  Squeals erupted again and got worse when Mike shone the torch
around the room.

   "SHUT UP" he shouted above the din.

   Silence.

   "Are you girls ok?"

   "Yeah, we're ok" whispered Stacey sheepishly "scary bit on the movie is
all"

   "Did you find some candles or anything" asked Mike

   "Didn't look yet" she replied

   "I'll check the kitchen" said Mike as he moved off.

   Carl followed, Stacey followed, Becky, Alison and Jane followed.

   Slightly annoyed Mike turned on the group "I can manage" he said

   "Yeah but you have the light" said Becky

   Mike shrugged and allowed the odd troop to follow.

   They found two candles and another torch.  Becky found the beer.

   "Can I have a beer" she asked

   "Don't think so" snapped Mike "a bit young huh"

   Carl tapped his shoulder "might settle them down a bit" he suggested

   "Oh alright then" announced Mike "but just one each ok."

   The girls dived in.

   Minutes later they crowded back into the lounge.

   Mike and Carl set up the candles at either end of the room and tossed
the torch onto the sofa.

   "I guess it will be cards or something from now on girls - call if you
need me" said Mike

   "no wait" said Stacey "you could stay a bit, just until we get things
sorted huh"

   Mike recognised the slightest hint of fear in her voice and glanced at
the other girls who seemed equally needy right then.

   He shrugged, looked at Carl, who nodded, and then flopped down in an arm
chair.

   "You wanna play a bit" asked Stacey as she dragged the Monopoly set out
of the cupboard

   Mike was about to say no but Carl got there first.  "Maybe just one game
and then if the power isn't back on you girls get an early night."

   Mike scowled at his friend.

   "ok that's fair" said Becky "can I have another beer?"

   Mike stomped off to the kitchen and brought the remnants of the crate
back in.

   "Just one more each ok?" he said

   The girls nodded in turn as they took their cans.

   Six people playing Monopoly was a bit crowded.  A certain amount of
light hearted shoving took place as did a certain amount of cheating.

   Somehow nobody seemed to take any notice when Becky grabbed another can
of beer and Mike just shrugged and sighed when the others also demanded
another.

   Three beers made Becky even more mouthy than normal and when she landed
on one of Carl's hotels and couldn't pay she offered a kiss instead.

   Carl laughed "Don't think so little girl pay up or sit out"

   "Wanna feel a boob then?" she went on.

   Mike shot him a warning glance and the other three girls fell silent in
anticipation.

   "Don't think you have anything to feel just yet" smiled Carl.

   "ok ok" said Becky thinking quickly "let me off this time and if I land
on anything again I'll take something off"

   "BECKY!" squealed Stacey

   "I don't wanna be out already" explained Becky

   Carl was about to refuse again when Stacey interrupted "ok just agree
and let her play on guys huh"

   Carl looked at Mike who shrugged.

   "ok" said Carl slowly "if you're sure"

   Unsurprisingly, Becky fell foul of her very next throw.

   "Ok" said Mike "that's it, you're out"

   "No way" squealed Becky "I'm gonna pay" and to the surprise of all
around the board se promptly tugged her pyjama top up and over her head.

   "What?" she demanded of the 3 girls and 2 boys who stared at her "C'mon
whose turn is it now?" Carl gave Mike an exaggerated wink and Mike couldn't
help smile back as he cast furtive glances are the small mounds of flesh on
the girls chest.

   The game went on.  Alison was the next to get into trouble.

   "Right" said Carl "you're out........unless....." he left the words
hanging in the air.

   Stacey dropped her jaw as her usually sedate friend stripped off her top
defiantly.

   "Way to go" announced Becky

   Mike cleared his throat and picked up the dice.

   A few rounds later Alison landed in trouble again.

   "You out this time" enquired Mike

   "YES SHE IS" stormed Stacey

   "Hey wait up" said Becky "it's her choice huh"

   All eyes fell on Alison.

   "I think I'm out" she whispered.

   Mike tossed her top to her "Good choice" he said as she dressed.

   "Ok" announced Becky "I'll drop out too" she said as she grabbed her own
top and moved off to the sofa with Alison.

   The game ground to a halt after that and as Stacey and Jane packed away
Mike suggested that they get their sleeping bags ready.

   "oh no it's too early for bed yet" drawled a slightly tipsy Becky.

   "Yeah" chorused Alison "let's play something else."

   "Any ideas?" asked Stacey

   "No lights - Blind Mans buff!" shouted Becky

   Even the boys laughed along at that one.

   "No.  No Come on - it'll work." Demanded Becky "Blow out the candles and
the boys keep a torch - off of course.  We have to get from one end of the
room to the other without getting caught......c'mon it'll be fun" Mike
laughed "Don't think so girls, sounds pretty boring to me."

   "me too" agreed Carl

   "Yeah" said Stacey "it'll be too easy to catch us anyways"

   "Not if we push the furniture back out of the way and stuff" chirped
Alison "What do you think Jane?"

   "I guess.  If you want" Jane whispered

   Mike was about to say his final NO when Becky added the clincher

   "and if a girl gets caught the boys get to kiss her"

   the room went silent again.

   "BECKY!" Stacey finally wailed

   "Ok then" the brazen girl went on "they can feel us up too."

   Mike and Carl collapsed into fits as the girls started shouting at each
other and arguing.

   The laughter ended abruptly though when Stacey cleared her throat for
the announcement.

   "Right then - the rules are........  if a girl gets caught the boys can
take off their tops and we have to start again." Hushed silence.

   "If all the girls get out to the kitchen we get more beer"

   "And" asked Mike "what happens if a girl gets caught twice?"

   His sister looked at the other girls for encouragement.

   "The girl gets naked" she hissed

   Mike and Carl looked at each other in the candle light.  He girls waited
for their response.

   Finally Mike stood, walked to the nearest candle and blew it out.  A
cheer went up.

   "But" he added "the game ends when a girl gets naked and we get to
....um.....  study her in the torchlight."

   "Deal" squealed Becky.

   The furniture was pushed back against the walls and all the girls
congregated at the far end of the room.  The second candle was blown out
and Mike snicked off the torch.  Darkness was complete.

   The boys heard a rustle and moved slightly apart trying to cover the
width of the room.  Mike felt rather than heard a rush of movement, the
door behind them opened and closed.

   "That's one girl in the kitchen" he said into the blackness.

   More movement, the door opened again.

   "That'll be the second then" hissed Mike

   "Yeah but I got one" yelled Carl.

   "OK GIRLS" shouted Mike "The round's over one of you got caught -
everybody back in the lounge."

   He clicked on his torch and shone the route for Stacey and Becky to get
back to the end of the room.  Jane was still there and it was Alison who
hung in Carl's grip.

   "The top's coming off then Alison" said Carl

   "No biggy" she replied defiantly "You've seen it before"

   Carl smiled at her as he helped her out of her pyjama top and the girl
stood as the boys ran their torches over her naked torso.

   The girl was released, the game began again.

   Nobody made the door this time.  Mike caught Stacey.

   "You do it" he said to Carl "It doesn't feel right for me to do it."

   Carl didn't hesitate and soon Stacey was covering her budding breasts
with her hands as the boys flashed the lights over her skin.

   "Wanna carry on?" Mike asked his sister

   She nodded and made her way back to the others.

   The next round was quick.  Three girls swarmed past the boys with ease.

   "Ok" said Mike "let's move down the room slowly"

   He and Carl moved quietly, arms outstretched for maximum reach.  Carl
hardly paid attention when he caught his ankle on a cushion and then,
realising that no cushion should be in the middle of the room he turned and
fell upon his victim as she rose to her feet.

   Becky was quickly deprived of her pyjama top and the other girls were
recalled.

   "Just Jane left with clothes then" smiled Carl.  "If we catch anybody
except Jane we get a naked girl.  You still up for this girls?"

   There was some murmuring but the consensus was in favour of going on.

   Jane didn't get caught.  Stacey didn't get caught and neither did
Alison. Becky did though.

   With an improvised fanfare from Carl Mike proceeded to lower her pyjama
bottoms and have her step out of them.

   She covered herself with her hands.

   "No cover ups Becky - the rules say we get to explore." Claimed Carl.

   The girl reluctantly took her hands away as the boys circled her.

   "We're just gonna take her to the kitchen for a bit" explained Mike "You
guys might wanna think up another challenge."

   "No you can't take her" squealed Stacey

   "Don't worry sis, we're only gonna look but it feels a bit strange with
you all watching." And with that Mike led the girl out of the room.

   Carl helped her up onto the kitchen table where she was encouraged to
lie on her back.  The boys gently moved her legs apart and clambered close
between her thighs with their torch as Becky squirmed with embarrassment.

   "Do I get a beer or something then?" she asked.

   "You can have some of mine if your desperate" answered Carl

   "Cheers" she said

   "But we get to touch" he added.

   She scowled in the torchlight but reached over and picked up the can
anyways.

   She got touched.  She got fingered and probed.  Her nipples were toyed
with and her ass was fondled.  For a full ten minutes the two teenage boys
played with their captive.  They would have gone on longer but Stacey
called out that time was up and they reluctantly let the naked girl go back
to the group.

   By the time the boys adjusted themselves a little and followed into the
lounge all clothes were back in place.

   "Well" said Mike a little throatily "do you have a new challenge or are
you off to bed?"

   "Hide and seek" announced Stacey

   "Go on" encouraged Carl

   "You give us time to hide and then you come looking for us.  If one of
us gets back to base - here - before you catch somebody then the girls win
- if the girls win we get beer and you take your tops off."

   "Go on" said Mike this time.

   Stacey cleared her throat "If you find and catch one of us then the
round is over."

   "And what do we win?" queried Carl

   Stacey looked over her shoulder at her friends who motioned her on.

   "You get 20 minutes with the girl.  You can strip her and touch her and
stuff"

   Mike looked at Carl "What do you think?"

   "What do you expect if the girls win twice" queried Carl

   "umm er" thought Stacey "You have to take your jeans off too....and" she
said making it up as she went along "if we win again after that you get
naked."

   "So if you win you all get beer and you get to see both of us taking
stuff off and if we win we get to play with one of you?"

   Stacey nodded.

   "Tell you what" suggested Carl "If we win twice we get 20 minutes with
the new girl AND another 20 minutes with the first girl.  If it's the same
girl we get an hour with her."

   He girls huddled and then Stacey was pushed forward to agree the terms.

   "I haven't finished yet" announced Carl "If we win three times you all
get naked for the rest of the night AND" he said silencing any protests "We
get to do stuff to you if we want."

   "You err you can't fuck us though" asked a worried Alison

   "Ok" said Carl "no fuckin"

   The girls discussed some more and finally agreed.

   "Ok, one more thing" added Mike to drones and catcalls "Whoever wins
three times this is the end.  If we win you lot are all naked anyways and
if you win we get naked and you get to look at us for a bit before
bedtime."

   The girls nodded their agreement and, as they left the room, torches
were switched off.

   Mike and Carl had a little chat.

   Mike pointed out that there was one door in to the lounge and suggested
that both left together but that one then doubled back to guard the
approach and make sure the girls couldn't get past.  Carl chuckled.

   "Which one doyou want naked first?" he asked

   "Anybody `cept my sis" came the reply.

   The boys left the room, shut the door and shouted that they were on the
hunt.  They checked out the kitchen and dining room and satisfied that both
were empty made their way to the foot of the stairs.

   Carl carried on up but Mike crept slowly back to the door of the lounge,
slipped into the shadows nearby and waited.

   He heard a curse as Carl walked into something in one of the bedrooms
and then movement as footsteps padded across the floor above his head.  He
heard the creek of the stairs as somebody crept down as quietly as possible
and then rapid footsteps as they ran towards the door.

   He could barely make out the shape but grabbed an arm just as they
reached for the door handle.  The girl squealed in shock and Mike shouted
that he had captured one of them before flashing on his torch and lighting
up Alisons face.

   "We're gonna have fun with you" he whispered to the young girl.

   The others crept down the stairs.

   Alison explained how close she had been and Stacey complained that Mike
hadn't played fair.  He defended himself but agreed that the rules would
prevent a boy simply guarding the door in future rounds.  The other three
girls were then ushered into the lounge with a cooking timer whilst Alison
was escorted to the kitchen.  Her top came off instantly and the boys saw
her young breast mounds for the third time that evening.  She was rather
more coy about her pyjama bottoms and eventually Mike held her whilst Carl
stripped her.

   The boys again made use of the table and the embarrassed girl found two
boys closely exploring her pussy.  She was stroked, caressed and probed. 
Carl found a certain fascination in watching her body ripple as he brushed
her clit and Mike giggled nervously as he pawed at her nipples and watched
his friend play wit the captive.

   "She's sopping wet Mike" Carl announced.

   "She's loving it" replied Mike as he tried to make eye contact with the
girl.

   Both boys inserted a finger into her one after the other and then Carl
started a slow and steady finger fucking.  She resisted at first but pretty
soon Alison was bucking her hips to meet his finger and fairly writhing on
the kitchen table.  She squealed as her orgasm overtook her and then lay
panting as the two boys continued to poke about in her cunt and toy with
her nipples.

   The buzzer went off and the other three girls stormed through the
doorway to "rescue" their friend.  She was already sat upright on the edge
of the table when they arrived and was led away to dress with questions
ringing out.

   "What did they do?" "Was it horrible" "Did they touch you down there?"

   The boys gave them a moment before going in.

   "Ready for round 2 - or would you rather back out?" asked Mike

   "No we're ready for it" replied an emboldened Alison.

   Carl chuckled "Don't forget, if we win again we get the new girl and we
get Alison back."

   "Yeah yeah - you won't win" boasted Becky.

   The girls were gone in a flash.

   This time the boys knew that they had to search properly rather than
rely on the door guarding.  They made their way to the dining room.  One
stayed in the doorway watching and listening as the other poked about in
the spaces.  Then they headed for the stairs before realising their
mistake, recognising the sound of movement in the kitchen and hurtling back
to see the door close behind whoever had just made it to the lounge.

   Alison was a hero this time.

   The girls clanged their beer cans together as the boys stripped off
their shirts.

   "Just think" laughed Stacey "next time I get to see my bro in his
undies"

   the girls laughed loudly.

   "You have to win first sis" smiled Mike.

   The next round saw the boys being much more cautious about both the
kitchen and dining room.  Only when they were absolutely certain that
nobody was on the ground floor did they venture up the stairs.  Reaching
the first floor landing they took a room each and the realisation of
another mistake hit them both at the same time as the third room door
opened and footsteps resounded down the stairwell.

   The girls made the most of the boys stripping down to their boxers and
lewd comments, far too lewd for 12 and 13 year olds were made about what
they would see next.

   The next round pattern was the same.  First floor landing one boy headed
to each of the first two doors.  As soon as he crossed the threshold of his
parents room Mike turned and dashed back out colliding heavily with a girl
heading towards the stairs.  Winded he had no difficulty in controlling her
and the torchlight promptly allowed Becky to be identified.

   The boys promptly sent Stacey and Jane to the lounge with the timer
whilst leading Alison and Becky to the kitchen.  Both girls were stripped
and then Alison was laid spreadeagled on the table.  Instantly Carl started
working on her cunt and clit and almost instantly she responded.

   Mike held the naked Becky from behind, forcing her to watch what was
happening to her friend.  As he held her his hands stroked her skin, felt
her nipples and slipped between her thighs and he whispered that he hoped
she would put on as good a show when it was her turn.

   In fact, by the time that Alison took to her personalised orgasmic skies
Becky was already wet with anticipation.  Carl helped Alison off the table
and almost before the space was vacated Becky was in her place, legs
spread, hips quivering, tongue licking her lips.  Her guttural moan as
Mikes fingers first penetrated her was inhuman and it only got louder as
his fingers fucked her and she fucked back.

   Alison watched on and Carl delighted himself by continuing to finger the
girl where she stood, or half leaned, against him.

   Becky writhed and wriggled to orgasm and lay spent, spread and dripping
as the others came in to announce that time was up.

   Stacey gulped when she saw her friend displayed so crudely and Jane
might even have whimpered.

   The next round was almost identical.  Save that this time Mike crashed
into Carl as they both made a dive for the same girl who skipped away and
down the stairs.  It should have been all over for the hormone driven boys
but luck was with them.  A second girl as not so quick and before the first
reached the foot of the stairs Mike clicked on the torch and announced the
capture of Stacey.

   The girls were marched into the lounge.

   "Time to get naked girls" grinned Carl.

   Becky and Alison were stripped off before Stacey even had her top off.

   "C'mon sis" hissed Mike "I haven't seen your pussy since you were about
3"

   Stacey poked her tongue out at her big brother but shoved her pyjama
bottoms down anyways.

   Carl moved forward and slipped a hand between the birthday girls thighs

   "Smooth as a babys bum" he announced "Do you shave down there Stace?"

   The girl went bright red as she admitted that she did.

   All eyes turned to the fully covered Jane.

   "Time to display your wares Jane" said Mike evenly.

   The girl shook her head.

   "I don't think that's very fair" said Carl "Becky, Alison, do you think
its fair?"

   The two girls hesitated seconds before they launched themselves at Jane.
Stacey moved to help but Carl wasn't sure who she would have helped so he
grabbed the naked teen and held her close.  Moments later the triumphant
due emerged with pyjama top and bottoms and a naked Jane was curled
protectively in the corner.

   "Girls, would you mind" asked Mike indicating the ball of flesh that was
the shy Jane.

   Alison and Becky gladly helped Mike to unroll the girl and then spread
her limbs so that the boys could get their first look at her naked secrets.

   "Carl can convert you Jane" whispered Alison

   Carl grinned, handed the naked Stacey to her brother and moved forward
to crouch between Janes thighs.

   Moments later her cries for pity and freedom were replaced with grunts
and groans as her hips fought to keep maximum contact with his practised
fingers and she too was brought to orgasm.

   "I think" announced Becky "that we've all had some of that...except the
birthday girl."

   Stacey tried to back quietly away but forgot that her brother was still
holding on to her.

   Mike leaned forward to whisper to his sister.

   "I'm gonna watch my sister get finger fucked.  I'm gonna watch you
wiggle your arse and groan with pleasure and I'm gonna see you come....and
then.....and then I might do you myself."

   Stacey gasped as he spoke, her eyes went wide and she struggled as Mike
and the three other girls took a limb each to pin her spread wide for the
attentions of Carl.

   "Attagirl Stace" hissed Mike as her hips bucked with each thrust from
Carl "Happy Birthday."

   The end