Inside the house was lit only in the hall way were she had turned on a light. Fear crept over her as she thought that someone may have snuck inside th... house to kill her as she sniffed the brownies. That’s impossible, she thought. I have only been turned away from the door a mere few seconds. That’s all a killer needs, Bren, her subconscious told her. Shivering now from fear instead of cold, Brenda slowly walked backwards down the steps of her house. A sudden blast of wind made the screen door. I reached down to feel her wetness then gentle pushed the end of my index finger in to her arse, oh god yes she moaned as she tried to push back on to it, you like that I asked? God yes she groaned as I pushed a second finger in then a third, want to try my dick, I asked? She nodded, careful its my first time she mumbled her face buried in the bed clothes. I pulled out of her pussy and gentle prodded her butt hole with the end of cock, there was a little resistance, relax I said knowing that. And knowing him, I'm sure he must already have a mental picture in his head with us two rolling around over the floor. Well, I hope that he was thinking about that, because I saw he was smiling in a way that you do when you have a happy thought in your head.You must know, for fun, the boys sometimes wrestled with each other in the park, and ... well, I have also wrestled with them sometimes. However, only when I was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. It would be hard to do when I'm wearing a skirt. Mylast conscious thought was of her pulling the canvas over my head andfastening the straps. IVWhen I awoke, I felt as if my body had been beaten with a ball bat ordragged for several miles behind a speeding truck. Every muscle achedand my head felt like I was coming off a three-day drunk. As I slowlybecame aware of my surroundings I knew I was in real trouble. I was nolonger bound or gagged, but I was in a metal cage similar to the onethat was used on Michelle..