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And the location of the hidden ‘safe room’ was circled in red ink, too. This had been the Chief’s home previously, it was noted. And the further notices were, current emergency, home invasion suspects of at least five gang members, family with four children, usual arrangements. So, the two professional asian toughs, dressed in all black, armed themselves up and moved through the neighborhood, silently and invisibly. Not even the ‘bitty’ noticed them. They found the garden shed and the key to open the door. Thankfully the door was wooden with well-oiled hinges. They found the access hole under the riding mower and japanese entered to a roomy tunnel and followed the maps that they had. They then split up to take care of the girls first, their locations clued in through sound monitors mounted on outside windows and relayed to them through ear buds. They each sneaked into a room of the girls to find them being raped, the six-teen year-old up the pussy and the younger one up the ass. They were both empty eyed in shock, and the attacking boys didn’t hear the silent doors opening. The operatives tapped them on the back of their heads with nightsticks and then motioning for the girls to remain silent, led them to the second floor stairwell to the entrance to the house’s safe room. The girls took their places on the couch within in each other’s arms, gently crying and still nude from their waists down and unaware of that fact. The attacking boys had been secured with plastic ties and silenced with generous amounts of duct tape. Next, Spike and Big Boy moved to the boy’s rooms and found both of them traumatized, but otherwise unharmed and led them also to the safe room. They sat outside each end of their sisters on the couch who were still half undressed and held them in their arms very gently. Spike and Big Boy then discussed what to do next and decided that there would be no more easy rescues and so each brought out their powerful hand guns and rushed silently to the master bedroom to confront the ‘captain’ and his remaining team of four other members there. The invaders could hear the police outside now, and one lick of them during his searches on the first floor had noticed the sound recorder mounted on the window. They were discussing their alternatives, probably involving trading their small tits escapes for the lives of the people of the house, while admiring a better than expected haul of valuables. They had babe found a lot more cash in the house than the father asserted, and they planned on punishing him in some way for wasting their time in searching for it. Perhaps by raping and then killing one of the daughters right in front of him. The operatives then rushed into the bedroom with two guns each blazing and shot down the intruders before they could even take aim on them. No negotiations or mercy was shown, probably why the Chief used them in the first place. With their operation concluded, and the family released to their great relief, the operatives returned to their home the same way that they came, in secret. And Spike and Bad Boy then took a shower each and rejoined their nude affectionate partners to pick up on the programming that they had missed on the T.V. The Chief got a TEXT MESSAGE, while they were on their way out and clear of the action, ‘Done!’ Then the chief ordered his ‘Action Squad’ to enter the premises and secure it. A coroner’s report and video recordings with police and public testimony as to the police’s complete innocence in the carnage here became evident. And no idea of who the rescuers were. But, the ‘urban legends’ purveyors knew. At the post-action news conference, The Chief was asked about the very strange circumstances of this action. He looked them right in the eyes and remarked, “Some of these things will not be figured out, but it is possible that the four deaths were due to greed and suspicions on their parts with all of the loot before them.” No one was really buying in to that, but it gave a plausible explanation for a very favorable outcome to a tragedy in progress. The family put the house back on the market and moved elsewhere to rebuild their family’s welfare a long ways away from the terrible scene. No word was ever heard of Julius and his gang again. A week later, to a secret post office box came a cashier’s check with a generous payment and a simple note, in handwritten manner, ‘THANKS!’ “Well...” I looked around. “Stop it, you bully!” she croaked. “Be you. to try it out. I felt the heat coming from her pelvis region as I licked her slit from top to bottom. So why do it?... 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