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Matt first heard about the swingers party from some friends he knew in English class. They told them they heard from someone in Mrs. Livingston's third period that a bunch of adults gather at a rural house out in the ranch areas, and get with it for the night. Usually on Friday nights. Matt wanted to check it out and see if it was legitimate. He recruited his friends Lucas and Ian to accompany him to the location. They brought along a video camera to film the place as they infiltrated it. But they had to borrow their brother's car in case anybody recognized them.
It was nine pm, and they arrived at the house. Matt grabbed the video camera. Lucas stood by the house on lookout. And Ian waited in the car as the getaway driver.
Matt began filming, and opened the back door. Inside, he saw a living room filled with naked adults fucking one another in an orgy. Some of the people he recognized as parents of classmates he knew. But he also noticed something very disturbing.
One, his parents were there, fucking away with other adults.
Two, minors were there, some as young as fourteen.
The adults were fucking one another, but they were also fucking the minors.
And Matt was able to get it all on tape.
While he was filming, he slipped and fell on astroglide that glistened a fraction of the floor.
One of the adults heard this.
Matt went racing out the door.
Lucas and Matt ran as fast as they could as the naked fiftysomething chased after them.
They got in the car, and Ian took off.
They sped all the way down the rural road, and immediately on the highway.
That night, at Lucas's house, they watched the tape. Matt had to vomit. Lucas and Ian were shocked, to say the least. It's one thing to film a bunch of adults swinging. But when it's with minors, it's a whole different situation.
"My parents are pedos. Not just swingers, but worse: they're pedos", said Matt, recovering from vomiting in the toilet.
"What do we do?", asked Lucas.
"We can't just go to the police. Matt's parents were there.", said Ian.
"Who's going to hold onto the tape?", asked Lucas.
Ian said, "I'll do it. Don't worry. Everybody just remain calm."
"How can I remain calm when I just saw my parents naked fucking other adults and teenagers? Sarah Parker was there! She's in my Chemistry class!"
"Are you going to see her there on Monday?", asked Ian.
"Pretty sure," said Matt.
She wasn't there that next Monday. Instead, her picture was all over the local Sunday news as her body was found dead in a dumpster somewhere in Katy. Local authorities said it was a homicide, and that they were investigating.
Matt's parents weren't religious, but they were avid news watchers. All three of them were sitting at the breakfast table watching the news segment when it came on. Matt's parents got really nervous, and changed the channel to something more positive. They just ate breakfast there, as Matt looked at both of his parents, unsure whether he can ever trust them again.
That Monday, Matt, Lucas, and Ian met at lunch, discussing the murder of Sarah Parker, who was one of the teenagers there. As they were discussing, they saw a tenth grade student who was there that night pass by their table. They immediately flagged her down, and invited her to sit with them. At first, she resisted, but with enough persistence, she agreed.
She introduced herself as Mandy Jennings.
They then told her they knew she was there that night.
She wanted to leave, but bowed her head down out of shame.
"What were you doing there?", asked Ian.
"My parents whore me out", she wrote on a napkin, passing it to them.
"You mean like pimps?", asked Lucas.
"Exactly", she wrote.
"Could we talk about this further?", asked Matt.
"Sure", said Mandy, as she gave Matt her phone number.
After she gave them her phone number, she said she had to go.
That night, as Matt was trying to sleep, he received a phone call from Mandy, asking Matt to meet her at the park. While he was talking to her, his Mother interrupted the call. "Who are you talking to?", Matt's mother inquired. "Nobody", said Matt. "You sure about that?", asked his Mother. "Pretty damn sure", he said. Then he left in his car, heading for the park.
On his way there, Matt called Lucas and Ian, and told them to meet him at the park. There, all four of them sat in Matt's car. Lucas and Ian were in the backseat and Mandy was in the front passenger seat.
"Tell us everything you know", said Matt.
"Well.", said Mandy, "My parents have me go to these parties where I see some other kids from school there. And.we're forced to fuck these adults at the party. I've seen Sarah at these parties on multiple occasions. Not every time, but sometimes."
"Who murdered her, Mandy?", asked Matt.
"It was this adult there named Victor", she said.
"Victor? Did he have blonde hair and a moustache?", asked Matt.
"Yeah. How did you know?", she asked.
"That's his Dad", said Lucas.
"That fucking evil freak piece of shit is your father?", she angrily asked.
"Oh, boy", said Ian.
"That's him", said Matt.
"I'm really sorry to tell you that, but your parents are evil sick pieces of shit", she said.
"That's OK. Call this a learning process", said Matt.
"This happens everywhere, you know. It's an underground sex network.", she said. "Most people don't know about it".
"I just thought we lived in a weird town", said Lucas.
"No, it's an evil world. Why did you come to me to begin with?", she asked.
Matt said, "We heard about these parties from a classmate. We wanted to find out if it was true. And sure enough, it was. But we didn't know my parents were there, and that kids were involved."
"We filmed it.", said Ian.
Matt exclaimed, "Don't tell her that! Jesus!"
"It's all on tape", said Ian.
"It's all on tape?", asked Mandy.
"We're thinking about going to the police", said Matt.
"The police might not do anything. I've seen various cops, judges, lawyers, and other people with clout at these parties.", said Mandy.
"You never know," said Matt.
"That's true," she said. "Anyway, I have to go now. I'll see you guys at school tomorrow."
She left the car, and headed home.
When she got home, she pulled the tape recorder out of her jean jacket pocket, and gave it to her mother. She played the whole conversation to her husband. They then uploaded the conversation on a password protected website on the dark web where all the party's participants, including Matt's parents listened to it.
That Thursday evening, Matt's parents told him all three of them were going on an impromptu trip to Big Bend State Park on Friday afternoon, and that they would be back on Sunday night. Matt called me, and told him he wanted to take the tape to the police promptly on that following Monday when he got back.
Matt never returned.
He was found dead in a freak accident at Big Bend that weekend.
Plus, the tape went missing that weekend after I got back home.
I searched all over. It was gone. Nowhere to be found.
We never saw Mandy ever again. We checked her records, and it turns out that she moved on a whim to another town. No forwarding address was given.
That's when I knew we shouldn't pursue this any further, but Lucas disagreed. He wanted to avenge Sarah, Mandy, Matt, and any other kid dragged into this subterranean world.
I kept telling him to leave it alone, but he wanted revenge so bad.
Later that month, Lucas went crazy. He was having all of these mental breakdowns all of a sudden. He claimed that people were trying to kill him. He even claimed his parents were trying to kill him. He even got in so much trouble with law enforcement that a judge court ordered Lucas to be hospitalized in a mental hospital for the rest of his lifetime because he was deemed such a danger to society. He was only sixteen, and never graduated high school.
I happened to get lucky. They tried to scare me and intimidate me ever since, but those were only warning signs. For me to keep quiet. Obey. And leave it alone.
In college, in my freshman year, I met this woman. Eighteen years old. Very lovely. But I didn't pursue a relationship with her. Then there was another girl. And another. And another. I never pursued relationships with any of these women. Because I didn't trust the romantic world anymore. It's all presented as a bed of roses, but what we saw that night proved that there are so many people willing to just kill your youth and your innocence for hedonistic pleasure. I didn't even masturbate at all since then. I remained chaste and celibate out of repulsion and fear of sex, relationships, and the dark unknown.
Then I saw Mandy again. She was outside the campus library, sitting on a bench, reading a book.
"Mandy?", I asked her.
She looked at me, and said, "Excuse me?"
"Mandy, don't you remember me? It's Ian. Don't you remember me, Lucas, and Matt from several years back?"
"I'm sorry, but you must have me mistaken for someone else", she said.
Another man came over to her. He was tall, dashing, and ready to climb the pyramid.
"Ready to go, Eva?", he asked her.
"Yes, honey. Let's go."
Right before she left, she softly said to me, "Don't tell anyone."
She changed her name, and walked away with a completely different man.
She looked like she would grow up to be one of the adult participants now at those kinds of secret nighttime parties when older.
Walking away, she and her boyfriend arrived at a stop sign and crosswalk. He dropped one of his books, picked it up. She turned towards me from afar, and looked at me.
She wasn't young anymore.
There wasn't any trace of guilt nor shame on her face.
She had completely embraced what had happened.
Initiated.
That's when I knew she had completely crossed over to the dark side.
She then took the lead, said, "Come on, let's go", escorted her boyfriend forward, and continued to walk up those many steps with him where they would be gone forever.
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