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 Blackshaft - 2-07 - Black Night part 4 (Adults Only.  Copyright@Rama. 
2013)



   DiDio Electric Ltd.  Generator Station 12.  Night.

   The station was humming with electricity.  None of the workers had
noticed the man who had been there that afternoon.  He was dressed just
like the rest of them.  They had noticed the box under his arm as he made
his way through the station or saw him opening it and placing the various
rectangular blocks he took from the box.  Each one had a small timer
attached to it with a smaller switch that he broke off after moving it.

   The night shift was no more than a skeleton crew who didn't notice the
devices either.  Not until the first one exploded and set off the chain. 
The explosions were barely audible to the city but the darkness was evident
as sections of the city blinked and flickered then went black....



   22 Lee Street.  Kitchen.  Night.

   No.  On-line.  Invites.

   Terri Sellers had rolled her eyes when her parents had told her about
the rules while they were away.  They had expected her to have some people
over but had seen enough horror stories in the press about parties that get
a little out of hand.  And so both her parents had drummed it into her that
she was NOT to put anything about any kind of party on-line.  NO if, buts,
or maybes.  It wasn't going to happen.

   Did they think she was stupid?

   Terri wanted a little fun, but any more than that and the neighbours
would tell them.  So she had promised to keep things quiet.  And she did.
It was just her, and a couple of her closest girlfriends.  A girls night
in, she thought until Stacy and Chloe had arrived with their boyfriends in
tow.  Two young, black males.  Boyfriends they weren't meant to have.  The
fact the boys were on the football team didn't matter.  Nor that they were
fit, strong young men.  The girls were all nice and virginal.  No boys
allowed was the rule.

   Yeah, right, Terri had sighed as she led the four of them into the front
room.  She had told them the rules - no riots, thank you.  And had informed
how her father had counted all the beers and measured the contents of
liquor bottles, even marking where it should be on the glass.  But the boys
had a solution for that.  Terri smiled as she watched them head out to the
car and bring in three cases of beer and liquor.  Her parents had told her
not to touch the booze, adding they knew what happened when they were her
age.  Well, it looked like she wouldn't.  They hadn't said anything about
other people's booze.  And as long as the place looked clean when they got
back in two days time...

   Soon the beers were being cracked open and Terri was watching as Stacy
and Chloe were cuddling up to their men.  She felt a tinge of
disappointment and unhappiness as she watched them kiss.  17 and only been
kissed, she thought.  She was the spare one here and saw the girls hands
sliding down between the boys legs.  Terri had made an excuse and decided
to head into the kitchen.  She was also jealous.  Stacy and Chloe were
getting into their boyfriends as Terri watched through a crack in the door.
The sight of the boys kissing and rubbing was getting Terri horny as well.
She had been feeling horny for days now.  The past few nights she had
fingered herself to sleep.  Terri stepped back from the door put a hand
between her legs.  The deep throbbing was there.  Those lucky bitches....

   She felt the urge to rub and took her hand away.  Just in time as the
door swung open and flushed Chloe stood there.  "I hope you don't mind us
bring the guys." the slender brunette said.  "It's just..."

   "No," Terri lied and went to start making some sandwiches.

   "You sure?" Chloe asked and Terri saw the top was half-way unbuttoned.
"We, Me and Stacy, we thought that you..."

   "I'm fine, Chloe." Terri shrugged as she started throwing the filling
onto the bread.

   "Tom," the brunette suggested, mentioned her boyfriend.  "Tom said he
could call someone over.  For you."

   "Nope," Terri shook her head.  "No need."

   "Maybe make a little triple date?"

   Terri looked at her friend and saw something behind that made her gasp.
Stacy was straddling her boyfriend Mike, kissing him but Tom was kneeling
on the edge of the couch behind her with his hands under Stacy and cupping
her breasts.  "Whhaaa...."

   Chloe turned and looked then stepped in, closing the door quickly.  "Ah,
yeah..." she smiled weakly.

   "What the fuck..." Terri blinked.

   "We've been...."

   Terri stepped in front of her friend.  "You see what he was doing?  What
they were doing?"

   "Yeah." Chloe grinned.  "Look, Terri.  It's no big deal."

   But they were...." Terri pointed at the door.  "She was..."

   "I know," the brunette said.

   "How..."

   "We got a little drunk one night and..." Chloe shrugged.  "But it was so
much fun!"

   "Your boyfriend is..."

   "I've done Mike." Chloe offered.

   "YOU...You've what!" Terri whispered angrily, making Chloe step back
against the door pushing it open slightly.  She just saw the naked black
torso of Tom as her was raising Stacy's skirt.  Her pussy was throbbing
harder now.  "You..."

   "We swapped." Chloe said quietly.

   "That is not swapping, Chloe." Terri hissed having trouble looking away
from the beginnings of a threesome.

   Chloe's eyes narrowed.  "No, it's not.  It's full on fucking." she said.

   "I..."

   "You have moaned to me enough times about being a virgin." Chloe told
her pushing Terri back from the door.  "Well, we have a solution.  Pick
one. Tom or Mike."

   "Pick one!" Terri said, horrified.

   "Pick one.  Get your cherry popped."

   "Are you two nuts?" Terri gasped as her pussy seemed to flare up in
response.

   "We're serious.  You're going to be 18 in a week.  Call an early
birthday present from me and Stacy."

   "But..."

   Chloe grabbed Terri's face with both hands.  "You are horny, I'm horny,
we're all fucking horny.  You are ready to become a woman.  There are two
fine black boys in there ready to make you a woman tonight.  As many times
as you want, babe." Terri's eyes widened in shock.  A loud moan came from
the front room and Chloe dragged Terri to the door and cracked it open. 
Terri gulped as she saw Stacy on her knees on the couch, her boyfriend
between her legs as Tom was behind her.  Terri saw the boys pants were
around their ankles and both thrusting against Stacy.  Terri felt her pussy
almost combust.  Stacy was taking both of them at once!

   "Have you...?" Terri asked.

   "Oh,yeah." Chloe grinned.  "Two hard cocks inside you.  There's nothing
like it!"

   "But...."

   "Ghhhhod..." Stacy gasped as she reared up, grabbing the back of the
couch and Terri saw her t-shirt had been lifted up.  Mike was squeezing the
girl's small breasts as Tom was gripping her hips, their thrust becoming
alternate.  One in as one went out, leaving her friend with a cock inside
her all the time.  Terri saw Chloe smiling and followed her eyes.  Chloe
was looking at Terri's crotch.  She realised she was moving her hips in
time to the thrusts.  Stacy was biting her lips as the black boys were
thrusting up into her harder.  Part of her was creaming at how wrong it all
was, but another part - the part between her legs - was hungry for what she
saw.  She looked at Chloe and saw the lust on her friends face.

   "Come on, girl." Chloe smiled.

   Terri shook her head.

   "You want it as bad as I do."

   "Aaah!"

   "Fuckfuckfuckfuck...." Stacy moaned

   "Nnnnnnhhhh..."

   Terri looked at Stacy and saw Tom's ass jerking as he was firmly against
Stacy's ass, his hands gripping her hips.  She saw the grin on his face as
it was obvious what he was doing.  The smile on Stacy's face told her the
same thing.  That black cock was pumping his load into Stacy!  Her own
pussy seemed to be aching for that fun.

   "Tell you what, Terri," Chloe said breaking the spell.  "We'll borrow
your parents room.  We'll tidy up." Chloe said quickly.  But you can do
whatever.  Me and Stacy will be getting our pussies satisfied..."

   Terri watched, feeling paralysed as Chloe walked through the door back
into the front room.  She heard the laughs and the slap of skin on skin. 
She heard Chloe yelp then laugh as footsteps walked past the kitchen door.
Terri waited until she was sure they were upstairs then stepped out and
looked at the top of the stairs.  She heard more laughter, more whispers,
more playful slaps.  Then came the first deep groans and moans.  The slap
of skin on skin started again, this time in regular rythym.  Terri stepped
onto the bottom of the stairs, her pussy was on fire as she heard the
bang-bang-bang of the bed hitting the wall alongside the gasps and groans
and moans.

   "...fuck me!" she heard Chloe.  "Stick that big, black cock in my
fuckhole..."

   "Oooh, baby..." Stacy moaned...

   BANG-BANG-BANG...

   "UUuuhhhh...."

   BANG-BANG-BANG...

   More whispers.

   BANG-BANG-BANG...

   "Make these bitches cum, man" she heard Mike.

   "OOOOH, GHHHOD!" Stacy yelled out.

   "...AAH! ...AAH! ...AAAH!" one of the guys grunted....

   So fucking horny, Terri thought.  Just a peek, she decided.  That was
all, just a quick peek.

   "...UUH!" the deep male voice grunted.  "...UUH! ...AAH!"

   "YEESSSS!" she heard Stacy scream.

   "ALL THE FUCKIN' WAY, MIKE!" Chloe yelled.

   Terri felt hot and horny just needed to get a little look.  She made her
way up the stairs and saw the door to her parent's room was wide open.  The
end of the bed was moving back and forth as the fucking action was pounding
it off the wall.  From the way the legs were spread it was obvious the
girls were side by side and the boys were on top of them, their cocks
hammering away into both of them.  Moving round to see a little better she
found herself looking at Chloe right in the eye as she clung onto Tom. 
Chloe winked at her and bit her lips.

   "MAKE ME CUM, BABY!!!" Chloe yelled, without breaking eye-contact to
Terri.  Terri could see the naked black asses rising and falling, their
thick cock burying into her two friend's holes.  Suddenly Stacy slapped her
hands onto Mike's ass as it plunged down and stayed there.  Terri could
almost imagine the cum filling Stacy right now.  Her pussy was hungry for
some fun.  The ache was too much.  Just the one time, she thought.  She
knew where the condoms were and could replace the one she used.  Besides,
it wasn't like a huge party, was it?  She was holding to her word.

   "AAAhhhhhhh...." Mike gasped, plunging himself down between Chloe's
thighs - all the way, Terri smiled - and his hips began jerking. 
"...UUUUUUUUUHHHHHhhhhhhuuuuck....." Chloe laid her head back and started
to gasp and pant....

   Terri was rubbing herself between the legs eagerly and biting her lip.
Well, she corrected herself and swallowed.  Maybe twice....

   Terri walked into her parent's bedroom.....







   St Ignatious School for Ladies.  Main Gate.  Night.

   The moon was bright as gentle night sounds were disturbed by the engines
roars.  The heavy wooden doors suddenly sprang back and opened wide. 
Lights snapped on along the wide road that went into the private school's
grounds highlighting the roadway for the series of vehicles that were
speeding along it.  suddenly they slowed slightly and slid through the open
gates before gunning up the speed again and curving onto the main road that
led to the city.

   As the last of the speeding convoy zipped through the gates stayed still
then silently slid closed again.  The cars sped towards the city as part of
it went dark.

   "You see that?" the call from the lead car said.

   "This is a dumb thing to do."

   "The man wants it done."

   "Still dumb."

   "Don't know why he doesn't just let the cops handle it."

   "He has his reasons."





   The Meadill Apartment.  Night.

   Claudia Meadill was so damn bored of married life.  She used to be the
life and soul of the party and had then fallen in `love'.  Alan had seemed
so perfect when she met him.  The idea of marriage had been so exciting but
the truth was the total opposite.  Five years on, it was drudgery. 
Domestic slavery.  Boring.  How many words could she think of to describe
it.  Claudia had filled an entire crossword with them.  They weren't the
answers to the clues but the crossword had bored her.  She used to take an
hour to get ready and go out and, well, flirt the drink out of the boys. 
The blonde hair had now gone back to her natural chestnut brown, and her
style had become more housewifey than temptress.

   And Alan?

   Everything was business these days.  It was all meetings and conferences
and more meetings.  He was a sales manager with eyes on reaching the board
one day.  That meant no eyes on her.  This week was one of those
conferences where he was away.  Another one, Claudia had thought as he
headed out the door.  Maybe she could get a lover, she wondered.  The
vibrator was not substitute for a hard, throbbing cock.  It was better than
Alan's though.  These days it was two thrusts and he was done.  Goodnight,
honey.

   She walked through the kitchen cradling the glass of water in her hands
and went into the hall.  Claudia stopped at the entrance to the living room
and looked at the sleeping form of the teenage boy on her couch.  His name
was Ryan Coolly and wasn't more than 18 and had been very, very drunk.  She
had heard him trying to get his key to fit her lock and had the baseball
bat in hand when she yanked the door open.  The kid hadn't seen the bat
when he asked what she was doing in his house.  Then fell flat on his face.
His mother would kill him if she found him in this state.

   Claudia had dragged the near-sleeping kid in and dumped him on the
couch. He was mumbling about some girl who'd dumped him and had obviously
been drowning a few sorrows.  As she stood there and looked she him smiling
and saw the growing bulge between his legs.  Naughty boy, she smiled and
wondered about who he was dreaming about.  As she stood there Claudia
couldn't take her eyes from the bulge, couldn't help but wonder...

   No, she scolded herself.  The kid was her neighbour's boy.  There are
limits.  It would make her no better than one of those teachers who she'd
read about.  Women who had crossed the line.  The kid might have been only
six or seven years older but they were the teacher and there were limits.
All the same she had occasionally wonder what it would be like.  She could
see the appeal.  They were young, fit, toned.  They had endless energy. 
Claudia blinked and realised she was standing over the sleeping boy now.

   Just a boy, she told herself.  Just a boy...

   The bulge seemed to move and she could trace the line of that young cock
in the denims.  Had it felt what it was like to be buried deep inside a
woman yet?  She popped her cherry at seventeen.  It wasn't the greatest
experience of her life but she had enjoyed it.  It moved again.  The kid
was getting hard.  Claudia wondered what he was dreaming about as she
looked at the smile on his face.  The youthful cock was straining at the
material of his pants and Claudia found herself standing over him.  She
couldn't stop herself as her hand reached down and touched the bulge.  It
seemed to respond and she looked at him as he moaned.

   Well, she thought, he must have been uncomfortable with that growing
cock straining hard.  all she would do was just move it so it was more
comfortable.  That was all.  Just move it, she told herself as she gently
eased the zip of his pants down.  Just shift it a little and no more....

   Claudia saw the cock seem to spring out and swell up in front of her. 
She looked at him and reminded herself he was a boy.  he might be on the
edge but he was legally underage.  But then so was she when she had sex the
first time.  Younger than him too.  The cock wasn't going down anytime soon
and Claudia knew there was only one way to get it down - relieve the
pressure that keeping it up and hard and....

   Her pussy was throbbing as she looked at it.  It was a good length, nice
thickness.  The guy who had taken her virginity was twenty-one, the first
of so many she had fallen in `love' with.  Claudia wrapped her fingers
around the shaft and gently started to pump.  He smiled and made a happy
groan.  The only thing was when he came, what about that cum...

   Can't leave a mess, she thought and Claudia licked her lips then lowered
her head down.  She eased the skin back as she opened her mouth and sank
her lips down his young, hard cock....



   10th and Ennis Street.  Alley.  Night.

   "Anyone there?  Anyone?"

   The radio called out in the front of the ambulance to the two empty
seats.  The two paramedics had been waved over by the woman who had told
them about her `problem'.  She had a `scratch', she had told them and
lifted her skirt to show her naked pussy.  The paramedics had looked at
each other before letting her into the back of the ambulance.  They knew
just what her problem was.

   "Four-Six?" the radio called again.  Come in, Four-six!"

   "Fuck that," the black paramedic said watching the woman sinking down
onto the white cock of his partner on the cot in the back.  She was
dripping wet as she begin to ride him.  He found the tube of medical
lubrication and squeezed some out into his palm then smeared it around his
own hard cock.

   "Mmmmmm...." the woman moaned as she stared into the white man eyes. 
"Scratch it, baby!  Scratch it!"

   "I'll scratch it, baby." the black man grinned and pushed her ass cheeks
apart with his fingers as he knelt behind her.  The woman looked back,
surprise on her face and saw the large, black cock being pushed between her
ass cheeks.  She felt the fat head pushing against her tight anus and
smiled back at him, licking her lips.  "Gonna scratch it good." he smiled
and grabbed a handful of her hair.

   The woman moaned a deep, guttural moan as she felt the tight anal ring
being pushed open.  It felt so tight with her pussy already filled with
hot, throbbing cock.  Now there were two of them inside her.  "Uuuuhhhh....
Two big fucking cocks inside me..." she moaned....

   "Jesus, Four-Six!  Where are you!" the radio yelled again.

   "That itch is deep, babe." the white man grinned and he and his partner
high-fived.  Then they began to pound into her holes....





   Emergency Control.  Night Shift.

   Fuck you, Four-Six, Pauline thought as she threw her headset onto the
keyboard in front of her.  The explosions at the generator station had
caused the power to go down for a moment but the emergency generator kicked
in and the place was on reduced power.  She looked about her and was
disgusted by the amount of empty chairs and stations around her.  She had
seen them all creeping off to fuck knows where.  Pauline opened her water
bottle and took a sip.  Units weren't responding and people here were
slacking.  Meanwhile there were all these weird calls coming in.  Most of
them time-wasters.  She had listened to women across the city coming up
with the lamest of excuses for firemen or cops.  A couple had just asked
for the address of the nearest cop bar to them!

   She took another sip from her bottle and closed it up again.  Pauline
had learned long ago not to drink the tap water and now stuck to bottled.
She wasn't having any of that fluoride shit the government was pumping into
it.  The young woman who had been sitting next to her returned with a
curiously satisfied smile on her face.  Lazy bitch, Pauline thought and put
on her headphones again.

   "This is control," she said into the microphone.  "Anybody out there
respond, please." She waited and listened to static.  "Anyone?"

   Hearing the movement Pauline looked over to the young woman and saw the
lazy bitch was leaving the room again.  She shook her head in disgust and
pressed transmit again.  "Anyone out there at all!" she yelled.



   Beach Mansion.  Night.

   IronRod listened to the man on the other end of the phone.  He stood in
the open door of Beach Mansion and looked at the city as part of it went
dark.  The news he had got wasn't good.  The city's emergency system seemed
to have broken down.  Units weren't responding and headquarters was still
arguing who was in charge after the killing of the Deputy Commisioner and
with the city council wanting action but not putting anyone up to lead
things there.  Yet.

   He had lied on hearing about the still missing Commissioner, knowing she
was lying under the mansion dead.  That mess would need some thinking. 
There was no way her body could be found here.  There would be too many
questions and frankly the still sobbing Kacey Sutton wasn't up for that. 
He had left the girl with Danielle Holmes and Corrine Allen, hoping they
could help her.  IronRod fast-dialled another number and heard the deep
voice answer.

   "Yup?" the man said over the sound of an engine.

   "There's no back-up." IronRod told him.  "Emergency services aren't
responding."

   "Maybe for the best."

   "Anyway, there's one location we don't need to worry about.  You and Jet
deal with the generator and gas stations.  The rest head for the other
devices."

   "Still with the dumb names."

   "It's simpler this way.  You are going to be a hero tomorrow, Pride."
IronRod said with a smile.

   "I've met heroes." he replied.  "Usually find them in bodybags."

   "Just go and save the city."

   IronRod ended the call and looked at the city.  He turned back and
looked at the two women comforting the younger one.  Then headed down to
the cave figure out a way to deal with the dead Commissioner.



   Grant's Bar.  Night.

   Emmy had suggested it.  Just the two of them, her and Annie her sister,
catch a couple of drinks, she'd said.  Truth was they were feeling horny.
They had been for days after those lousy so-called boyfriends had pissed
off with those skanks at the club the other week.  So it was just the girls
and some drinks and to hell with men.  That was the plan until Emmy had
gone to the ladies too long ago.  Annie sighed as she stood up, grabbed
their bags and went there herself.  She walked in and saw no-one.  but she
heard the familiar sound of moaning from behind one of the cubicle doors.
She heard that moan when she was 14 still shared a room with Emmy.  She
also heard before bursting in and catching Emmy with her first real
boyfriend.

   "Emmy?" she called out and heard the moaning stop.

   Emmy's blonde head appeared over the top of the cubicle, a wide grin on
her face.  "I'll be, ehm..."

   Annie walked into the next cubicle and stood on the toilet.  She looked
over and saw other person in the cubicle with Emmy.  A woman's red-haired
head was moving between her sister's spread thighs.  "Emmy!" she gasped,
shocked.

   Emmy opened her eyes but didn't move.  "Just so horny, sis." she moaned.
"Just so fucking horny!"

   The woman looked up from Emmy's crotch and smiled before standing up and
stepping out of the cubicle.  Annie watched the woman step in the doorway
of the cubicle she was standing on the toilet in.

   "You got to try it, sis." Emmy beamed up.  "Only a woman can really hit
that spot."

   The red headlicked her lips and smiled again.

   Annie slid down and looked at the red-head as she stepped in stepping to
one side as she closed the door in the tight cubicle.  God she did fell
horny.  The red-head had her hands on Annie's short skirt and was pressing
herself against her.  "Your sister's right." the red-head smiled.  Annie
looked up as she saw Emmy looking down at her.

   "Fuck men." Emmy said.

   Annie felt the red-head's hand sliding up under her skirt, the tips of
her fingers grazed against her clit and the pleasure went through her like
an electric shock.  She stared at the red-head and blinked.  "Fuck men."
the red-head told her.

   The fingers were stroking against her more firmly now, tracing round and
round, and making her moan.  She looked up at the satisfied eyes of her
sister and smiled.  "Fuck men," she agreed and let the red-head pull up her
skirt before sitting on the toilet seat.  As the red-head lowered herself
she spread her knees for the woman....



   Richardson Junction.  Night.

   The cars stopped at the normally busy Richardson Junction.  There was no
traffic.  Vern Kobe stepped out of his car and looked around them.  No
cars, no cars were coming.  The other doors opened and he was joined by the
rest of the small group.  "This is weird."Laura Petry said.  "There should
be traffic heading home at least."

   The thin frame of Lee Kelner was turned away from Laura, a look of
concentration on his face.  The lessons had been useful, giving a sense of
control of the `thing' inside him.  He needed it at the school with all
those sexy young women around the place.  The man called Jameson (or
IronRod, for whatever reason) been arranging lessons on hypnosis and
meditation and other mystic rubbish.  But mostly he had been telling him to
accept what he was, to use it positively.  So far it seemed to be working.

   "So we're doing what again?" Lee asked.

   "Stopping some bombs going off." Vern replied.

   "Oh, yeah.  Bombs." Lee shook his head.

   "I love bombs." Sam Nilson grinned.  "So intricate and complex and--"

   "They go boom." Vern finished for the technical genious.  "And they blow
people into little bits."

   Laura looked at three black men and wondered how she got involved in
this again.  "Children, behave." she told them and checked her cell phone,
looking at the list on it.  She opened the new message and saw the picture
in it.  "That looks like..."

   Lee leaned towards her and caught the scent of her perfume.  The beast
inside him stirred a little.  "Smiler." Lee blinked.  "I thought he was
dead."

   "He wasn't." the small voice of IronRod sounded and they looked to Vern
who was holding the cell phone up flat.  "That was just an imposter.  This
asshole seems to be the real one and he's missing most of his face."

   "The bombs?" Laura asked.  "What about the bombs?

   "You have your lists.  Find them.  Get rid of them.  Make a lot of noise
when you do it." Sam made a exploding motion and mouthed the word
`BOOOOOM'. "If you can defuse them do it, but do what you need to.  And use
the ski-masks.  The mystery is everything here."

   Vern sighed.  "Why should we give a shit?" he asked.

   "'Cause it's a good thing.  Besides, this city needs a hand."

   "What about collateral damage?" Vern replied.

   "Just do what's necessary." IronRod told them and ended the call.

   The group stood there looking at each other.  "You heard the man." Vern
told them.  "Find them, get rid of them."

   "Boom, baby!" Sam smiled.

   "Shut the fuck up," Laura sighed and they headed back to their cars.







   Firehouse 35.  Night.

   The situation at the bomb scene had been handed over to the police and
there was no need for fire personal anymore.  The crew were pulling into
the wide open station and piled out.  The men and two women started pulling
off the heavy coats and trousers and stopped as they looked about them. 
There was one other truck there.  The third one was out on patrol.  A
couple of the guys had gone on ahead then suddenly rushed back and was
motioning to the rest of them quietly.

   Pete Brennan sighed.  He needed a coffee, preferably with whisky in it.
"Wh--" he started but Adam Werner one of the two guys motioning hushed him
then nodded to the rest of them to follow them.  They walked towards where
Adam and James, the other guy, had pointed and stopped.

   "The fuck..." Siobhan Messing smiled as they saw the Fire Captain in the
office.  In front of him was a naked brunette on her knees with his cock in
her mouth.  They stepped back and crept upstairs.  That's when they heard
the moans and groans coming from the rooms around them.  A quiet check told
them the second crew was busy with other women.  Siobhan and Colleen Davis
had gotten used to the female groupies that flocked to the station and the
guys there.  But so far the women were politely rebuffed and sent away. 
Most of the guys were married anyway.  Colleen and Siobhan retreated with
the rest of their crew back to truck.

   "What do we do?" Adam asked.

   "We can't just bust in..." Kevin Ferns shrugged.

   The two women suddenly felt the men's eyes on them.  "What you looking
at us for?" Colleen asked.

   "I don't..." Pete muttered.

   Siobhan pulled Colleen away and looked at her.  "We could go back out?
Siobhan suggested.

   "I'm hungry." Colleen told her then turned back to the men.  "Let's just
go to the fucking canteen."

   Siobhan watched as Colleen led them back upstairs.  She headed after
them and stopped as she looked into the main dormitory where everybody
slept, all dressed and ready to jump up and head out.  She watched the five
firemen lying back as each one had a blonde groupie riding them.  Siobhan
was also feling hungry, but she was feeling more horny.

   "Can you believe it?" she heard Adam behind her and looked back.

   "Nope" she said.

   "Aren't we meant to report this or something?"

   "To who, the captain?"

   They both looked at each other and smiled.  "You know what?" Siobhan
asked, looking him in the eye.

   "Hm?"

   "We can report it.  Or...." she smiled.  Adam looked down and smiled as
Siobhan's fingers were stroking his crotch.  "I'm kinda hungry myself right
now."

   Adam felt his cock twitch as the stroke became firmer and he felt the
fingers grip his crotch then squeeze.  He smiled then took her hand.  "I
know just the place..." he told her....





   Beach Mansion.  Front Room.  Night.

   IronRod looked at the three women on the couch.  Kacey Sutton was still
in shock and being comforted by Corrine and Danielle.  He had looked over
the scene below in the cave.  Smiler - unless he was another imposter - was
definitely dead.  The two bullets that had smashed through his skull into
his brain had seen to that.  The other bullets had destroyed most of his
face.  Dead and gone.  NightLord was holding on.  IronLord had an idea what
to do with that piece of shit.  But Commissioner Gregg?

   He couldn't call the cops, any of them.  Not to find her here.  No, her
body couldn't be found here.  Danielle and Corrine wouldn't say anything
but the younger one.  Kacey Sutton?  How badly was she shook up?

   "Take her home." he told the two women and they looked at him.  "Get her
out of here.  Get her somewhere else for now."

   Corrine looked at Danielle who just nodded then they pulled Kacey to her
feet and walked her out of the mansion.  IronRod looked at the dark doorway
to the cave and sighed.  He opened his cell phone again and hit a number.
It was time to get to work.



   Firehouse 35.  Night.

   Colleen watched the guys as she ate the egga and bacon she had made for
herself.  She saw the whispers between them then noted how they seemed to
quietly walk out until it was just her alone.  The alarm made her stop and
she rushed to the corridor but stopped as no-one else was there.  Looking
in the rooms she found the others.  All naked and `entertaining' the
groupies!  One redhead was sandwiched between a couple of the guys,
clinging on to them as they thrust into her.  Colleen blinked in surprise
as the alarm was still going.  None of the guys were moving.  A blonde in
the room turned onto all fours and Colleen saw one of her team moving then
slapped the blonde on her naked ass and mounted her from behind.

   What the fuck were they doing, she thought and ran to where the
captain's office was.  She stopped as she saw his podgy frame pounding into
the same groupie who had been on her knees when they first got back.  The
alarm continued as she wondered what to do next.  There was a fire
somewhere and the everyone was fucking!

   Colleen ran downstairs to the small office where the computer was and
stopped herself as she saw the topless figure of Siobhan leaning over it
with Adam behind her, his thusting movements making it obvious what they
were doing.  She ran behind on of the trucks and wondered what to do.

   "Hiya, Colleen," she heard and jumped as Siobhan and Adam came round and
looked at her.  Theye were both naked.  Adam's cock slowly drooping down.

   "What the hell," Colleen gasped.  "We have a call out and you, everyone
is..."

   "After the night we had, I think we should just relax." Siobhan smiled.
"Besides, I was so horny."

   "But..."

   "Yeah," Adam added.  "Someone else can take a turn."

   "Anyway, we're going upstairs, you coming?" Siobhan asked.

   "No!  I...  You..."

   "You're loss." Siobhan smiled and caressed Adam's softening cock. 
Colleen blinked in shock as she watched her naked colleagues walking away.
"We could try the first aid stuff." Siobhan said to Adam.  "Maybe find
something there like lube.  I've never taken it up the ass before..."

   Colleen just shook her head as the alarm kept ringing....



   The city.  Night.

   The cars turned, slowing down then broke up as they headed to the
various locations they had been given.  As soon as they were clear the
engines roared and the vehicles gunned hard in their seperate
directions....


   TO BE CONTINUED....