Now this house that we are in—Bobby Jo’s house—it’s a house that I have been in before. In my mind at least. I met these two or three guys that hitchhiked out to California from Arizona. They were squatting in this house near where I lived. The house looked liked other people lived there but I never saw anyone else while I was there. They were very mystical guys. And they wanted to see if we could go into each others minds; not to tell anyone anything before hand, and just tell one guy what we saw. And then he would tell us if what we saw were the same thing.

In doing this I don’t know if I was in this guy’s head or he was in mine, but the house looked a little like the house from ‘Psycho,’ but not fully. Just the staircase. At the top of the stairs was one of those carnival freaks. The half man-half woman pacing at the top of the stairs. He wasn’t pacing though. One of his feet was nailed down to the floor so he was really walking in a circle.

At the end of the hallway in front of me I could see a door to the back yard area of the house. It had a large window in the door with a white sheer curtain. I could see a silhouette of a woman trying to get in. I wanted to help her get in. I felt as though it were a life or death situation. I ran to the door. But just like in Psycho, there was a door leading to a basement or cellar underneath the stairs pointing out towards me. When I got to the door under the stairs, it opened. It was utter blackness inside. I knew that there was a man down those stairs who wanted to hurt me. The darkness swallowed me up.

Blacky made his way into the living room. Snake just got finished raping Bobby Jo. I really didn’t want to see that. Red jumped up and ran to Blacky and gave him a great big hug.

“So did you have fun up there, baby?”

“Ya, loads. What’s up with this bitch?”

“Well, Snake had some fun and now we are trying to get Johnny over here laid, but he seems to be pussin’ out.”

“What’s wrong Johnny?” Blacky says. “Don’t you want to?”

Blacky walks over to Johnny whose is leaning up against the wall with his arms folded.

“I’m a lot of fucked up things man. But I’m not a rapist.”

“I’m not a rapist?” Blacky says, kind of mimicking Johnny. “You trying to say that you’re better than me, you piece of shit?”

Johnny turns his head away from Blacky. And then Red butts in…

“Fuck him! More for us.”

Red gets down on her knees in front of Bobby Jo. She spreads Bobby Jo’s legs apart. She gives Bobby Jo a flirty look and then slowly put her head down in between Bobby Jo’s legs, never breaking eye contact until Bobby Jo looks away. Red begins to lick Bobby Jo’s pussy. She runs her tongue up and down her clit. Red runs her tongue down into her hole and dives in lapping it all up. Bobby Jo is trying to say No, but can’t seem to. Red starts to violently shake her head back and forth. I don’t think Red really likes the taste of pussy, but I do think that the feeling of power and control she gets from giving someone oral sex makes her feel very masculine.

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