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NEW YEARS EVE WITH DAVE AND TRACY

--- It was probably New Years Eve 1997 or 1998. Our son would have been around ten. By this time Dave had is young son living with him near Gainesville, Florida. He was also around ten. Both boys played together, mostly in the back bedroom, so they are not part of this story.
---Tracy also had her daughter, perhaps 1* or 1*, living with them. This daughter was way too mature for her age. She could have passed for legal age and did things only 18 and over should do. I’ll call her Tina because this story is partially about her. Tina and the other young neighbor girls dressed----well like sl*ts or wh*r*s. Much like Dollie and Tracy did. Tina and most of the other girls were cute skinny little things. The kind that make older guys look. But these were little girls playing in the neighborhood with boys, and around young adults.
---Later this New Years Eve, and many days after that, we’d find out that Tina and her little girlfriends weren’t JUST dressing like wh*r*s! We were invited by Tracy and Dave to spend New Years Eve down the road a piece with some of their other friends. I never could find the house on my own. It was in one of those twisty curvy sub divisions where streets wandered everywhere and became dead ends. We couldn’t find the house, but many other weirdos did.
---There were no race, age, or color barriers at Tracy’s friend’s house, Wauneta, I’ll call her. Wauneta was a Mexican and had two teenaged Mexican daughters. Yep, they also dressed and acted like sl*ts. Wauneta and her daughters were rather large for their ages, in every aspect. The daughters had very large tits which they proudly displayed in whatever they partially were wearing at the time. Yes, Wauneta dressed much the same.
---Wauneta’s boyfriend was black. Very black. A nice, polite, quiet older man. Old Joe and I visited a lot. I was 59 so was the only other old fart there. At any given time whenever we were at Wauneta’s house there was an assortment of young boys, and not so young boys hangin out. Spanish, Black, and White. Possibly something else tossed in. Of course the boys and young men were hangin out lookin at what the girls and women were hangin out! Feelin them when they could. And it seems they could about anytime. This was early afternoon and the New Years Eve celebration was already well under way.
--- Beer and alcohol was flowing and strange smells from smoke billowed through the house. Pills, which I don’t think were aspirin, were popped frequently by many. Dollie, Tracy, Dave, and I stuck to the bottled beer. Dollie and I sipped ours, making one bottle last for hours. Dave and Tracy amazed us in how much they could handle before they had to piss it back out.
---The house was small, with an enclosed porch across the front. The partiers overflowed onto the porch and into the front yard. Friendly neighbors joined them. By evening things were getting very friendly among the neighbors and others who seemed to be endlessly coming and going. Each new bunch brought more to drink, smoke, and sniff. The four of us mostly drank our beers, visited, and watched. As most other females seemed to shed their clothing, Dollie and Tracy occasionally flashed. Other than that, we were there being entertained by others.
---What amazed us was that when Tina, Tracy’s daughter, fucked one young boy after another, Tracy just encouraged her and laughed. Don’t remember how many young----too young---girls were fuckin and suckin boys, and not so young boys. Sometimes doing several things at a time. That new Years Eve was a never ending orgy. I nearly had to fight chubby little Mexican girls, Wauneta, and others off. Somehow Dollie and I remained untouched and reasonably sober. We were actually uncomfortable among those people.
---I remember driving Dave’s truck back to Tracy’s trailer sometime in the early morning. It’s times like those that remind me Dollie and I aren’t really so wild ourselves.