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THE GUARDIAN
By Art Martin

CHAPTER 4

ASSESSING THE DAMAGE
(mmmf, oral, anal, con, ws, mast)

The fiberglass of the powerboat was cracked in a radial pattern at several places
on the deck. Instruments were smashed. A piece of tin sliced a seat cover. At
least it was still there. If he could get the tin off maybe he could go look for the
'Spread Eagle'. They sure had a lot of raunchy fun on that boat. The four of
them, Teresa, Lisa, Ed, and he would sail to Mermaid Cove, drop anchor and
barter with the other boats. The object was wife swapping. It was always a great
day of screwing strange pussy out in the sunshine.

He also had to find his bass boat. Somehow the switch on the electric lift got
whacked and the bass boat was lowered into the water. It wasn't tied to anything,
so it just floated away. He hadn't used the 'Spread Eagle' in some time and he was
more upset about the disappearance of the bass boat than that of the sailboat. He
loved to fish in the early morning, silently trolling with the electric motor,
working the shoreline, trying his luck.

He also used it to sneak up on trespassers on the south cove. They were always
kids. From the water it just looked like 'the woods'. He would spy their boat,
pulled up on the far shore of the south cove. He'd launch the bass boat and
silently troll over to where the boat was grounded. There was a little sandy
stretch that looked very inviting. From there two trails headed uphill, one to a
small clearing nestled in the trees. The second just headed uphill where it
branched. Take the right fork of this trail and you could walk around the cove
back to the house or you could approach the clearing within a few feet and still be
concealed. There was log to sit on that had a perfect view of the clearing. Sit
there quietly, and unless they looked directly at him, they didn't know he was
there.

Occasionally some idiot kids would try to build a campfire and he would
immediately raise hell and run them off before they set the woods on fire. But
usually it would be a couple of kids looking for a little privacy. If his timing was
right, by the time he took up position on his viewing log, they'd be bare assed
naked and humping away. When they were finished, and got up to get dressed he
would put down his digital camera and make his appearance.

"You're on private property!" his voice boomed. It always amused him how
surprised they were to be caught in the woods. "Stay put or I'll have you arrested
for trespassing!"

They always froze, the girls clutching the pieces of their bikinis. Then he'd grill
them, who they were, what were they doing. The girls, bright red with
embarrassment as he checked out their young bodies, the guys shifting about,
embarrassed, afraid of who he might tell. It was great fun. He'd always let them
go after about ten minutes. Later he would share the moment and photos with Ed.
Teresa and Lisa thought he was being terrible, spying on them like that. Ed
thought it was great and would join him whenever the opportunity presented
itself.

A few years ago, early in June, it was four guys and a girl. She couldn't have been
but thirteen. The guys were fifteen or sixteen. They fucked the hell out her as he
quietly watched. She was very willing and enjoyed every minute of it. Brad was
so hard from watching the gangbang that he couldn't stand it anymore. He broke
his long-standing rule of letting them have their fun uninterrupted.

"What's going on here?"

"Oh shit!" was their collective response.

"I saw what you kids are doing."

"Oh shit mister! Please don't tell anybody," pleaded the hefty kid.

"How about it Missy? Who should I tell about what you're doing with these boys?
The police? Your parents? Their parents?"

"Oh no, please don't tell anybody, mister," the little brunette pleaded as rivulets of
cum ran down her spindly legs. "Just let us go."

"What's your hurry Missy? It looked to me like you were enjoying sucking and
fucking all these boys. Well, do you?"

She nodded in the affirmative.

"I know these guys would, but do you want to continue? You're okay with this?"

She meekly nodded in the affirmative.

"Okay then Missy have your fun. It's okay kids, ya'll go ahead and fuck up a
storm. I certainly won't tell anybody if you won't."

"Oh no mister, we wouldn't tell anyone," said the blond boy.

"Good. How about it Missy?" Again she nodded in the affirmative. "Well, who's
next?"

The short black kid wasn't shy. "Come on bitch!" He guided her back down onto
the leaf litter and bareback fucked her missionary style. He was a credit to his
race, very black, maybe fifteen, barely five foot tall, with a dong thinner, but
almost as long as Brad's. He had great staying power.

Brad asked out loud, "Is she on the pill?" The three guys waiting for their next
turn just shrugged their shoulders. The black kid grunted and suddenly pulled
out, ejaculating on her chest and stomach.

"Ouuuuuuuu! Shit Leroy, you should have just shot off in her. Now she's dirty,"
said the youngest looking boy.

Brad was amused at the kid's naivety. He knelt down beside her and with his
hand, smeared the black boy's cum across her small tits. "Who likes to suck tits?"

"Gross!"

"It's not gross, boy, tits were made to be sucked."

"But Leroy's stuff!"

"Ten dollars to anyone who'll suck her tits," Brad offered. There were no takers,
so Brad upped the ante, "Twenty dollars? Going once, going twice..."

"Yeah man, I could use twenty bucks," said the hefty kid. He knelt, hesitated a
moment, then pecked at her tits.

"That's not sucking tits," scolded Brad. "Go on, give her a good titty sucking."

The hefty kid lowered his head again and did a proper titty job.

"Good boy! Now that wasn't so bad was it? Here's your sawbuck kid. Now fuck
her." The hefty kid began to get between her legs. "No, not like that. Missy, get
up on your hands and knees! That's it sweetie, now spread your knees a little."
The hefty kid caught on quick and moved behind her and stuck it in.

Brad walked back to the observing group and said to the young kid, "Go get your
dick sucked kid."

The boy's eyes lit up as he realized the possibilities. kneeling down in front of
her, the young kid presented the girl his semi erect penis. She knew exactly what
to do.

Brad had a grand time watching the kids fuck, making suggestions, making up
little games. His shorts had a giant wet spot from all the pre-cum seeping from
his dick. He wasn't about to touch the girl, consent or not, that would be rape.
But when the guys were all finished and unable to get it up again he told the girl
to kneel in front of him. He asked her, "Missy, are you on the pill?"

She looked at him quizzically. "Pill? What kind of pill?"

He shook his head, "Never mind."

Brad then unfastened his shorts and pulled them off his hips, freeing his mature
hard-on. Her eyes went wide. He was much, much thicker than the cock of any of
the boys. She thought he wanted a blowjob and was wondering how she could
swallow him. She leaned forward to lick him, but he stopped her.

"No Missy, just open wide."

She stared wide-eyed as Brad jacked off, just inches from her face, the massive
glans of his cock deforming as he pulled back and forth. Big props of pre-cum
formed at his large cock slit, beading up and then dripping down; occasionally a
drop would flick into her face. He quickly brought himself relief from the
pent-up pressure, spewing a massive load of thick man-juice into her open mouth
and across her face.

Spent, Brad zipped up his pants and made another offer. "Ten dollars to anyone
who'll French kiss her." There were no takers. "Twenty dollars?"

"What the hell," said the hefty kid, "I could use another twenty." The hefty kid
kissed her for a long time and collected his earnings.

"Ouuuuuuu!" said the young kid.

Brad didn't know what possessed him but he had to pee. He told the girl to kneel
again. He lowered his shorts again and started to urinate on the startled girl,
hosing her down from head to toe. The young kid was the first to join him and
took great delight from peeing on the girl. Soon all the boys joined in, soaking
her in their piss. Missy giggled in delight as the warm, pungent liquid splashed
across her nude body.

After the lat trickle of piss, Brad started to head back to his boat. He observed
that the kids' boat was a brand new red and white inboard SeaScamp He made a
mental note of the registration. Rounding the tip of the peninsula he glanced
back, the kids were splashing around the water rinsing off. As he lifted the bass
boat, he heard the roar of a powerful inboard speeding past the peninsula and
heading north. The kids waved to him.

Every so often, throughout the summer he would see the red and white SeaScamp
pulled up on the little beach of the south cove. He decided he didn't want his bass
boat observed anywhere near the SeaScamp, so he simply walked around to the
little clearing to where a group of boys, led by the blond boy would be gang
banging 'Missy'. It wasn't always the same group of boys, but there would always
be three to five of them and there was always 'Missy'.

On his second encounter with the teens, it was the blond kid, the hefty kid, Leroy
and two new guys, a densely freckled red head and a long haired kid sporting
pierced eyebrows and a couple of tattoos. Missy was being fucked from both
ends when he stepped into the clearing. Looking at 'Tattoo', Brad couldn't fathom
why some parents would allow their kid to mutilate their bodies for some sort of
ephemeral fashion statement.

"Hi Mister!" said 'Hefty'.

Leroy grinned, "You gonna fuck this ho bitch today Mista?"

'Tattoo' starred at Brad, his misgivings and distrust of Brad apparent.

"Way too young for me. Just came by to give you proper notice that you boys are
trespassing."

"Yeah right man!" scoffed Leroy, his very white teeth flashing a huge smile
between his thick lips.

'Blondie' cried out, "Oh, fuck I'm cumming! I'm cummming!" He jerked a little
and then stood up from his kneeling position behind 'Missy'. 'Red' pulled his dick
from her mouth and moved in behind her, plunging the bright red cock head of
his dick into her.

Hefty urged Tattoo, "Go on man, you're next! Go get some."

After the five boys had all relieved themselves with her, Brad made an offer, "Ten
bucks for anyone who will suck her pussy?"

"Make it twenty!" said Hefty gamely.

"Twenty it is."

Hefty went down on her, burying his face in her pussy, lapping at the
cum-cocktail oozing from her sex. After a few minutes he started to stand up, his
face covered with goo.

"No, no, no," admonished Brad. "Eat her till she cums. Lick her clit. Here let me
show you where."

Brad pulled back her dark pink clitoral hood and showed Hefty where her clit
was. It was just a tiny bud.

"Lick along the sides, and around the base. Avoid licking right on the top until
she starts cumming."

Hefty went back to work. After nearly ten minutes she started gasping in short
squeaks then she shuttered with her first climax. The boys stood in awe as she
jerked and twisted in apparent agony, eventually tearing Hefty's head from her
cunt.

Hefty stood up. "How'd I do Mister?"

"You did just fine, just fine." Brad turned to address the group, "Now you boys be
sure and get her rocks off too. From now on, make her cum first before you start
fucking her, she'll enjoy it more and so will you. Now before she cools off,
somebody get in there and stick a dick in her!"

Blondie said, "It's my turn." He got between her splayed legs and rammed it in.

After a minute or so of steady humping, Missy began to croak, "Uh, Uh, Uh,
Uhgh, Uhgh, Uuuunnngghhh!" as she squirmed in the leaves.

Blondie exclaimed, "Jesus Christ! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhh!
Ahhhhh!" He got up from between her legs leaving her panting like a dog.
"Fuck! It felt like her cunt was trying to eat my dick! Shit that felt good! Come
on John, you got to try that!"

Red, or John, shrugged his shoulders and mounted the prone girl and began
fucking her. She almost immediately began moaning and groaning, twisting
about. "Oh shit! Oh, shit! Yeah, baby, squeeze my dick! Squeeze it hard you
little slut! Oh, fuck! Aaaaagggghhhhh!"

Leroy was jacking his long dick wide eyed. "Muh fuck! I wants me some that
ho!"

Tattoo snarled at Leroy, "Wait your turn," and pushed him aside, taking Red's
place as soon as her hotly pulsating pussy was vacated. "Jesus fucking Christ,"
moaned Tattoo as soon as he was inside her.

It was Hefty's turn next. Leroy admonished him, "Hurry up man, I's gots to do
her!"

Hefty took his time, settling in for a nice long screw as she came again and again.
Being his most adventurous student, Brad whispered to him, "You want to fuck
her deep? Put her legs up on your shoulders."

Hefty just looked up at him, his face contorted as he cried, "Ahhhhhhh!
Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhh! Ahhhhhh!"

Leroy pushed him off and plunged into her. He was finished in less than a
minute.

Hefty got up slowly, brushing the leaves and dirt off. "I'm sorry Mister. I couldn't
hold back anymore. Next time I'll do it. Damn, but that felt good!"

Blondie broke out the beer and passed everyone a can. Brad politely declined.
He didn't want his fingerprints on anything associated with this group. Missy
stayed down on the ground, basking in the afterglow of her repetitive orgasms.
Tattoo stood next to her, sipping his brew. He casually stuck his big toe up her
pussy.

"Owwwwww! You're hurting me!" Missy closed her legs in an attempt to protect
herself. "Stop!" Tattoo shoved his foot into her crotch with more force. "Oh
owwwww! Stop!"

"Hey man stop!" yelled Hefty. "You're hurting her!"

Tattoo removed his foot. "Fuck her, she's a slut!"

Brad who never approved of hurting a woman said, "That's right fella. She's a slut
and you fuck sluts, but you don't abuse them. Have fun with her, but don't hurt
her."

Tattoo glared at Brad. He didn't like to be lectured too, and kicked dirt and leaves
on the prostrate girl. Brad's distaste for Tattoo was finalized. He turned to
Blondie and quietly instructed him, "Don't ever bring that asshole on my property
again. Understand?"

"Yes sir."

"Now you better leave. Now, before he hurts somebody." Blondie looked
annoyed. "Party's over."

"Okay Mister." He turned to his friends, "Come on guys we've got to go."

"I thought you said we were going to have all day," protested Red.

"Well, I've got a dentist appoint. Mom only told me this morning. Come on guys,
I can't be late."

Brad went over to help Missy up. She was covered in dirt, leaves and cum. She
ran her hand up the leg of his shorts, clasped his dick, wet with pre-cum and said,
"You want to fuck me Mister?"

"I'd love to fuck you Missy, but you're jail bait. Better stick to your peers."

"But you're so nice and hard, and so big! I bet you really know how to make a girl
feel good"

"You didn't feel good today, Missy?"

"Oh, yes. I never felt better thanks to you. Come on. Fuck me."

"No, I can't do that."

"Then let me suck you. I want to taste your stuff." She sank to her knees.

Brad decided to jack off in her face again. He untied his shorts and pulled them
down, just enough to free his raging hard-on. "Open wide Missy!" He began
beating off. Suddenly she plunged her open mouth over his big dick, and sucked
him down to the root in one swift motion. Brad was taken by complete surprise.
She had deep throated him with ease. Then bobbing her head back and forth she
fucked him with her mouth, with long strokes, sucking like an industrial vacuum
cleaner, until she sucked up a load from his balls. When she started gagging on
his flood of cum, he pulled out of her mouth and finished ejaculating onto her
face and into her leaf tangled hair. Brad stood there a moment breathless as she
licked the last dribble from his cock slit. Then he jumped back as Hefty's piss
splattered off of her face and sprayed his legs. The other boys quickly joined in,
hosing her down to her gleeful laughter.

The boys gathered their swimsuits, slipped into them and headed for the boat,
leaving Missy to tend to herself. As Blondie was about to leave the clearing
carrying the ice chest, Brad called out to him, "Hey kid! Pick up the beer cans if
you ever want to come back."

Blondie stopped. "Sorry Mister," he apologized. Gathering up several can that
were thoughtlessly thrown on the ground, Blondie stowed them in the ice chest.
Missy sashayed across the clearing carrying her faded bikini in her hand, waved
and followed Blondie from the clearing.

Brad slipped back into the woods and followed the trail back to the house. About
the time he reached the house he heard the whine of a starter and then the deep
rumble of an inboard. He listened as the SeaScamp cleared the cove, then the
engine roared and quickly began fading away.

The next time he saw them it was a week later. Brad had just returned from his
car wash rounds. He caught a glimpse of the red and white SeaScamp as it was
leaving the cove. It looked like five people in the boat. After that he didn't see
them for nearly a month.

Normally it was a route day, but some one called earlier that week complaining
that the dollar bill changer had robbed him. Brad canceled his golf game and
immediately went to investigate. The changer was indeed jammed. Someone
had run a piece of tape into the machine, attempting to extract bills from the
machine. He cleared the machine, serviced the location and went on to the next
location. Having tended to his business, he was puttering around his supply shed
when he saw the SeaScamp pull into the cove. Displaying a strong work ethic, he
completed his tasks before heading to the clearing.

He recognized Hefty immediately. He had Missy's legs over his shoulders, deep
fucking her. Loud mewls of ecstatic pleasure accompanied her groveling body.
There was Blondie, fondling his limp dick, drinking a beer. Red had a stiff dick
and was apparently next in line. There was a new guy, a Latino, husky, hairless
and brown all over. The Latino was startled when Brad walked up to the group.

"Hey, he's okay, Pedro!" reassured Blondie. "Hi Mister, where've you been?"

"Working I guess."

"You live in that big house and you have to work?"

"Yeah, can't play all the time you know. I get bored. You know you're
trespassing."

Blondie grinned. "Yeah, but who cares!"

Brad could hear Hefty grunting as he pumped his seed deep into Missy. Hefty
cleared out of the way and Red took his place. He grabbed her legs and pushed
them forward, pinning her outstretched legs to her shoulders. He rammed his
hard cock home deep to her cervix.

"Ow! Not so deep!" she cried.

"Hi, Mister!" greeted Hefty, fresh from his first fuck of the day. "Thanks for
telling me to lift her legs up. Man it fells like your dick's gonna go right through
her!"

Blondie added, "Yeah, and thanks for tip on getting her to cum. Once she starts,
she keeps cumming as long as she's getting fucked, feels awesome."

"Leroy's not here?"

"Yeah, he's in the bushes over there, taking a dump."

"Tell him to bury it. I nearly stepped in someone's turd the other day. I don't like
that. Attracts flies."

"Sorry Mister, I guess that was me," Hefty admitted sheepishly.

"Cover it up next time. Flies play in your shit and then land in someone's food.
It's a simple public health thing."

Red rejoined the group, digging a beer out of the ice chest. They idly chatted for
awhile, talking about their exploits fucking girls. Leroy told a funny story about
fucking a black girl when her mother walked in on them. Naked, the portly black
woman chased him out into the streets, screaming at him, attracting the attention
of all of her neighbors. He then had to sneak back to his cousins' house where he
was staying for the weekend, only to run smack into the pastor of their church as
he was leaving his Aunt's house.

Once the laughter died down, Blondie asked, "You got any tips for us today,
Mister?"

Before he could answer, Missy petulantly demanded, "Hey! What about me! I
need some love! Hey, Mister, you want to fuck me?"

Brad walked over to where she sat on the ground, rubbing her smallish tit with
one hand and rubbing her well used crotch with the other. Her eyes lit up
thinking he was coming over to screw her.

Brad knelt down and brushed the leaf debris from her brown hair. He looked into
her hazel eyes, and asked her, "Missy, have you ever been fucked in the ass?"

She shook her head, no.

"You'll like it. All real sluts like it, and you are definitely a slut. If it's done right,
it feels great. It can hurt like hell if it's not done right. How about it? You want
your virgin butt popped today?"

The prospect of a dick up her butt was very appealing. Still she was
apprehensive. "Promise it won't hurt."

"It might, just a little, then it feels sooo good. Trust me." She nodded. "The
most important thing for you to remember is to relax. Relax your sphincter."

"My what?"

"Your asshole. You want to be relaxed as possible. When was the last time you
shit?"

"This morning."

"Good. Now remember, try to relax. I'll show the boys how to loosen you up,
how to relax your asshole. Okay?"

"Okay."

"Now what do you do?"

"Relax my asshole."

"Good girl."

Brad stood up and returned to the group of boys. "Okay guys, it your lucky day,
and one of you will be very lucky. Missy tells me she's never been fucked in the
ass."

The boys stared at him, the possibility had never occurred to them.

"She's got a virgin ass boys. In less than an hour from now, she won't have a
virgin ass. One of you will be first in line and will claim the prize...Now butt
fucking is a lot like pussy fucking, but if you don't take your time and do it right,
you can rip her asshole and she'll never be able to control her bowel movements
again. You hear me? Do it right, and you will have fun, including and especially
her. Now listen up... First thing you must do, is loosen her up. Her sphincter,
that's the tight muscle-ring of your asshole, needs to be relaxed and stretched out.
You know, it may take awhile, but you can shit a pretty big turd. The sphincter
relaxes a little at a time until it can accommodate what is passing through it, in
this case your dick.

"First we need to finger her ass to stretch it out. Now once you get past the
sphincter, and into her rectum, you have to be careful. Now the inside of a pussy
is surrounded by muscles and is very tough, it can stretch to allow a baby to pass
through. In contrast, the lining of the rectum is very thin and it is easy to tear or
puncture it. Do that and you have to get her to an emergency room, fast! So
you've got to take it very slow, and penetrate a little at a time, so that the lining
stretches without tearing.

"You penetrate, maybe a half an inch at a time, stop, let her body adjust, and it
will adjust but you've got to give it time. Once she's comfortably stretched out all
the way, you can gently begin fucking her. Her sphincter will relax even more.
Once she's fully relaxed and fully adjusted to your dick up her ass, you can fuck
the shit out of her without any danger at all.

"One more thing; use lots of lubricant. She won't get a juicy ass like her pussy
gets juicy, so you have to use this." Brad pulled out of his pocket two tubes of
KY. "Put lots on your dick and put lots on and up her asshole. It will hurt like
hell if you're too dry. Just think how it would hurt you if your buddy wasn't
greased up."

Brad looked over his eager students. "Now this may not sound fair, but I'm going
assign the order you go in. Sorry, biggest dick is last. Now if I pick you first,
don't think that I think you have a small dick or any other nonsense like that. My
concern is strictly for that girl's safety and pleasure.

"Now lets see. Red, Hefty you two are about the same size. Then Blondie,
Leroy, and Pedro, you really have a nice big dick, you're definitely last." Brad
made a show of looking Red's and Hefty's dick over. Both boys' cocks were about
6 inches. Red was slightly smaller in girth but a little longer than Hefty. If he
was strictly impartial, Red should have been first, but Hefty was his favorite
student and deserved the honor of taking her anal virginity.

"Hefty, congratulations. You get to pop that little slut's butt cherry." With the
banging order settled the group surrounded the girl.

"Okay Missy, lie back and relax," Brad instructed.

"Guys, let's see whose hands are in the best shape. Hangnails hurt like hell."
Blondie and Red obviously bit their nails, they were rough and jagged. Leroy's
nails were too long. Hefty and Pedro's nails were short and smooth. "Okay guys,
see how their nails are short and smooth, that's what you want."

Brad handed Hefty a tube of KY and handed the other to Pedro. "Put your legs up
Missy. Leroy, hold her legs so we can see her little asshole. Ah, there's the little
brown jewel. Now who wants to kiss it? Ten bucks!"

"Make it twenty!" said Hefty. As the boy bent to kiss his first asshole, Brad knew
he made the right choice.

"No, no, no. Haven't I taught you anything? Get back in there and lick her good
and proper...Flick her hole with the tip of your tongue...Don't be afraid to probe a
little."

After several minutes of butt licking, Hefty pulled away and exclaimed,
"Awesome man, awesome!"

"Now Hefty, put some KY on your fingers. No, all of them...well the middle
three, thumb too. Now spread some on her little hole. Good. Now rub her little
asshole. Gently apply pressure. Come on Missy, relax. Rub it, push it in." Her
rubbery hole opened just little allowing the tip of his middle finger in.

Brad made a hole with one of his hands to demonstrate what to do next. He stuck
his middle finger in the hole to the first knuckle, raking the sides with the pad of
his curled finger while rotating it around the faux anus. Hefty caught on and
starting rimming her hole with his finger.

"How's that feel Missy?"

"Good! I like it."

"Push it in a little deeper, Hefty, to the next knuckle. That's it, slowly, now work
it around." Missy grimace slightly.

"Now you know boys, it's okay to play with her tits and her pussy while Hefty
preps her ass. Pedro, come rub her little clit for her. Red, Blondie, lets see a little
titty action.

"Leroy, spread her out a little more, so they can get at her little better. That's it
Leroy, now while you're there, suck on each of her toes, one at a time, take it
slow."

A helpless ecstatic moan rose deep within her throat as the five boys worked her
over at the same time. Pedro took over from Hefty, finger fucking her ass,
stretching her further with his very thick digit. Her face twisted in a wild grimace
of lust as she shook with wanton desire, completely unencumbered by inhibitions
and or morality. She was the willing participant in a filthy degenerate act, the
object of which was the total debasement of her body and soul, the reward was
the pure salacious pleasure of being a total slut.

A speeding bass boat passed by the peninsula, snapping Brad from his reverie.
He took cover lest he be observed standing around his pier buck naked, not that
he really gave a shit. "Fuck it!" He decided not to worry about the damned boats.
Someone will find them and track down the registry. If not, they were insured.
He had better things to do. His luscious daughter was waiting for him, waiting
for him to do whatever he wanted with her, and he knew what he wanted to do.

He headed back to the house. He thought about little Missy one more time. The
following summer, he ran into Blondie in a grocery store. He asked about Missy
and why he hadn't seen them.

"She got knocked up man! Had a little nigger baby. Man, all hell broke loose!
Her step-dad is a black guy and her mom accused him of rape. He was arrested.
It took DNA to clear him.

"She gave up the baby. Her step-dad wasn't about to support it. I really haven't
seen her around lately. Dumb slut should've been on the pill. Too bad, she was a
lot of fun. Well, see you around Mister."

Brad uttered to himself, "Stupid, stupid kids," and entered the house.