"Just then the angry yells of other teenage boys caught my attention."Get off the track, you idiot, you are going to wreck our cars."I turned towards ...he voices, feeling angry about the lack of respect to elders the boys were showing. I was about to give them a piece of my mind when a gentleman about my age ran up, grabbed my arm and began pulling me backwards."You have to get out of here now, you're right in the middle of the track," the man sternly told meHe pointed down to the cement floor. I could smell it: an earthy, animal scent like that of a slaughter house. I was nearly outside of my body, taking several minutes to realize that this was ME, not some wild animal being field dressed. Then, to my disbelieving terror, they pulled the remainder of my entrails out and cut them from inside my body cavity. Another extended the hose from the cottage to the site of my grotesque butchering, and proceeded to spray me off, cleaning the blood off my body and from my empty adbomen. . She mumbled again, “Daddy? Is Mommy gone out? Is your thing limp again? Do you need me to make it hard again? Why is it always so soft? If I make it hard it’ll be almost as long as my finger.”We all laughed again. Daddy has a short cock and can’t get it up without help.I whispered to her, “Yes, Mommy gone out. Help me get hard. Open your mouth.”I propped her on the floor with her back against the wall and pulled my pants off so my rock-hard monster cock waved right in front of her face.Jenny’s. Do you want a hand with your case." Oh sure. Thanks," Cathy said gratefully. Then, as they went up the stairs to the next floor, she asked: "So how long have you been over here?" About 18 years," smiled Anita."Oh Jeez, sorry." No problem. There is another exchange student here. Suki? She Japanese and she's in room 3, next to mine."Finally, they reached the top floor, where two redheads and a black girl were deep in conversation. With relief, Cathy spotted rooms 5 & 6 - and a third.