Thread: Camp Murder   (Casket &  Marie)

Freddy didn't hesitate as soon as Quinn's naked ass was in the water he began to swim toward her with a big smile on his face. Your the last one in the water, now you gotta blow me.... He started to say but just as he got within a few yards of her his expression changed. His big smile suddenly changed to an expression of horror, eyes large with fear and mouth agape. First his body shot up and then was sucked down underwater like something had pulled him under. His hands stayed up for a second but they were clutched into claws like he was trying to reach out for something to hold onto and then just like that they were gone too. Quinn may have thought he was joking around at first but as a minute ticked by and the turbulent water where he'd gone under settled back to the mirror like smooth surface she had to wonder. It was then that she felt something grab her as well, strong hands snatched her hips and yanked downward trying to pull her under as well. While teeth found their mark on her round posterior biting hard. Jason reached forward and kissed Day, exhaling the pot smoke from his lungs and letting it flavor their kiss. His tongue crept into her mouth and swirled with hers. Jason's arm squeezed Day tight against him as they made out and he enjoyed the feel of her big breasts pressed against his own chest. After a few minutes of tongue play he released her and handed the joint to her. Better smoke this before it goes out Day, My mouth is gonna be busy. He said with a smile on his handsome face. Jason dropped down to his knees in front of her and grabbed the button of her jeans and popped them open. He hadn't asked to do what he was planning on doing next but he was confident that Day wouldn't mind her pussy getting eaten out while she enjoyed the joint. Jason's hands savagely pulled at the incredibly tight jeans trying to free them from Day's hips, he yanked downward and eventually got the jeans down so that he was face to face with her puss. There it was that sweet little hitler mustache of pubic hair just above her pussy, Jason's hands reached around her and grabbed her ass pulling her pussy into his face and started tonguing her cleft. Micheal had watched as Hank effortlessly ascended a service pole on the side of the cabin and was on the roof without any real effort. I'm not that good with heights sir. Micheal shouted up from the ground. That's fine Micheal , just stay put and tie that rope onto the handle of the chainsaw and then throw it up. Hank shouted down and made sure to stress the young man's full name. I don't know if I can throw a chainsaw sir, it's pretty heavy. Micheal said as he finished tying the knot around the handle. Not the chainsaw, just the rope. Hank said with a laugh and then made his way to the edge of the roof. He peered over and after a few tries Micheal was able to toss the end of the rope up to him. Hank made quick work at pulling the saw up to himself and then untied it. He took the end of the rope to the branch and tied it to that. He then looped the rope through the crook of the tree that the fallen branch had come from and then dropped it back down to Micheal. Ok take the rope and wrap it around your waist, but don't tie it. I'm going to cut the branch into reasonable sized pieces and you can lower them down. Hank made quick work of the log, sawing it into several manageable sized pieces but as he finished as stood up he saw something from his high vantage point. Over by the boy's cabin, just behind it in the tree line was a figure. He couldn't make it out at this distance but he could definitely sure it was something as his eyes and mind had been relentlessly trained to pick out the human form from it's surroundings. He saw Marley and Mia headed toward the cabin with their arms full of the guys luggage and had a bad feeling, sure it could be one of the boys wanting to play a little practical joke but the thing looked larger than any of the boys and so he started to shout. Hey! HEY! He yelled but was unsure of if they could hear him. Whhat? I'm doing what you told me to do? Micheal called out, thinking that Hank was yelling at him. Micheal got the surprise of his life and at fist thought one of the logs was falling on top of him but as the leaves on the ground came up in a whoosh and the hard thump of something hitting the ground Micheal realized that Hank had just jumped off of the 12 foot roof and was now off in a run for the boys cabins. What the hell man? Micheal called out at Hank's back. Hank made an impressive run clearing the distance of several hundred yards in no time at all, the girls had entered the cabin and Hank ran up to the door and yelled in. Stay in here, there is something in the woods! He said as he grabbed the door and slammed it shut. Hank reached down into his belt and pulled his K-bar knife from it's sheath, it felt like an old friend in his hand and with a reverse grip he was ready for whatever it was. He crept silently around the cabin and peered around the corner where he'd seen the figure but saw nothing. Just then he heard commotion behind him and his military instincts took over as he spun around and grabbed who ever was trying to sneak up behind him. Micheal had abandoned his chore and made his way over to where he'd seen Hank run, he was going to call out but something about Hank's body language told him to be silent, that of course was a mistake because as he neared Hank, the ex soldier spun around and seized him by the neck and slammed him against the cabin wall with enough force to knock the wind out of him. Micheal gasped desperately trying to pull air into his lungs, barely aware that the tanto tip of a razor sharp knife was pressing against his chest just below his heart. Hank was in killing machine mode now and he didn't even recognize Micheal, his instincts had taken over and his body was screaming to be set loose so he could push the blade through his targets diagram and into it's heart. The maneuver was one he both practiced and actually used countless times, 'The Silent Kill' it was called because the recipient wouldn't even be able to scream. Thankfully though Mia's voice shocked him back to reality and he realized that it was Micheal he was holding and not some turban wearing terrorist. The girls were standing at the corner of the cabin staring in horror as Hank finally released Micheal and let the boys body fall to the ground. Micheal was coughing and trying to catch his breath his own face staring up at Hank with fear. I'm sorry....I thought I saw something....He snuck up behind me....shit....sorry kid you okay? Hank said with a look of embarrassment on his face. He squatted down and replaced the knife into it's sheath. You're ok, just breath. Fuck you I'm ok! You almost killed me! Look I'm bleeding! Micheal said through rasped breaths as he looked down and saw a tiny spot of blood on his shirt. Calm down, its just a scratch. Hank said as he lifted the boys shirt just to make sure. He was indeed bleeding but the wound was barely more than a shaving nick. Get your fucking hands off me psycho! Micheal said as he pushed Hank away and jumped to his feet. I don't know what sort of background checks they but this maniac definitely has PTSD or something, he's dangerous! Micheal protested as he stormed off, trying to hide the tears forming in his eyes from the view of Marley. Micheal ran off.