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A bright sunshine kept the town in an hot and dry weather for several days, for the greatest happiness of all people. Few white clouds were passing sometimes to break the blue that lit up the sky, without fearing for impending rain. The Weather Channel was formal, it would not rain before the next week. The spring had been wet enough and nobody wanted to take out umbrellas.

Everyone in the class looked at their watches or at the wall clock. The teacher tried to maintain a semblance of order and attention to complete his English lesson. But the bull knew it was a lost cause even before the big hand would end up finally, settling on the so desired "12" by everyone. A loud ringing sounded and thirty boys and girls, all on the threshold of adolescence, rushed screaming their joy out of the classroom, trying to ignore the teacher screaming chapters to review for the following Monday.

Bringing together his two books and throwing them in a hurry in his backpack, the young somewhat obese donkey sighed his relief. The weekend, finally.

FJ rose from his seat and unlike his classmates, he calmly walked towards the exit, taking care to greet with an hand gesture his teacher who returned the courtesy mechanically, already occupied cleaning the blackboard.

The boy looked stealthily at his reflection in the glass of the door. He saw nothing but his face a little chubby. A round black face, the center of the figure white, large ears slightly curved and rounded, charcoal color, a rounded and prominent snout, as befits each donkey. He found himself to smile a little, glad to have some rest at home. His big navy trunk T-shirt covered his chest but hid nothing of his little too pronounced ribs, even for him. Family genetics played against him, because he had the same face as his father, his mother having left him so little at the physical level. His efforts about food were hardly paying him back.

« So, are you coming or not ? »

FJ came out from his dreams, his face turned to the boy who came to speak to him, smiling.

« I do not know. You think that it is right to do this ?

• Come on, there is nothing wrong ! I know because I've done it before ! And then you'll see, it will be better than on u-porn ! »

FJ blushed at the mention of the porn videos website that he and his friend looked sometimes together some evenings. He looked more closely at his friend.

« I do not know. It is your father after all !

• He will not know anything ! It's been two months since I've found the place where he takes the girls he wants to fuck quietly and I was never caught !

• If you say so, Calvin... »

The gray wolfcub smiled more openly. The same size as FJ, but thinner and, FJ though, more attractive than him. He put his arm around the neck of the donkey, leading him gently but firmly towards the exit of the middle school. FJ thought he only had few weeks left before the summer holidays, and his passage to the 7th grade. He yielded to the friendly pressure.

« Well, OK, if you say that there is no danger. »

He restrained his joy.

« There is not one, I swear ! At least no more than wanking in front of a keyboard with Dad down thinking we're sleeping ! You'll see, seeing it in real life, it's much better than watching on a screen. Dad is tough and if he chosed this house, it is because he knows it will not be sold before a while !

• I bet it is he who is responsible for the sale... »

Calvin, this time, did not restrained his laughter.

« Of course he is ! That is why he has the key and that is why I found the place so easily ! Oh, when I'll be older, I hope to always be able to go there and get my own girlfriend ! »

FJ laughed too, always blushing a little. Calvin was a man much more extroverted than he was. And, but that he was careful not to say, much more interested in girls than he was. That he ever would.

« I do not know if I will stay for long cons. I have to get Lily on the way back. »

Calvin winced.

« Again ? You're her baby-sitter or what ?

• Just his big brother. You'll be perhaps someday.

• Considering the amount of condoms dad buys, I doubt it ! »

The young duo passed through the gates of the school, Calvin has released FJ's neck. The donkey entertained to his friends a quick hi, making them understand that he had something else to do. Calvin did the same, and none of the groups tried to get them back.

« When you have to take her back ? »

FJ looked at his watch.

« In a little less than an hour.

• Ok then, I do not think we can last much longer. You have some tissues ?

• Why ?

• To not let any clue ! I do not want to take the risk that someone could surprise us, or Dad found semen on the lounge window ! I had enough trouble to clean my keyboard the last time. »

FJ blushed harder.

« I believe I have, yes. »

FJ put his hand into his right pocket and found a packet of Kleenex he held in his hands a moment before putting it back in his pocket.

« And I did not mean it, you know. »

Calvin laughed frankly remarked.

« I guess, yes ! I still was surprised by the distance. »

FJ was embarrassed to talk about it. He knew that his friend was joking somewhat of what happened. FJ still felt he had to respond.

« And me ? You almost screamed "headshot !" when you have touched the girl's face with your stuff ! »

Calvin had trouble suppressing a laugh, the two boys continued to walk down the street.

« Hey, blondes are so hot for me. To you too, right ? »

FJ avoided his friend's gaze, and said timidly they were before the same movie. He did not told him than what he most enjoyed was the polar bear and how he had to penetrate the young lioness. More accurately the large pair of testicles fully stood out against the girl's butt each time his cock was entered thoroughly. The mere thought of the scene had a small effect on FJ's loins.

Turning the corner, the two boys went to a house of red brick, flat-roofed, slightly hidden behind a hedge of shrubs. The hedge ended on the left side to make room for a white wooden fence. The bottom of the fence was hidden by bushes in places.

The two teenagers looked around and noting that no one were passing in the street, they bowed and crossed the barrier through a hole hidden by bushes, bypassing the "for sale" panel hanging from its support for months, faded by the sun and rain.

They went into the garden with grass and walked quietly to the back of the house, where a closed glass door still allowed to see inside. The boys hid in the tall grass and approached slowly. The door was closed and an old translucent curtain hung before. But the curtain had holes and hollowed large parts still allowed to see inside more easily because the lights of the room were on.

Calvin knew that his father was here, for he had seen his car, an old green Buick parked a little further up the street. There was very little wind, so no risk for the boys to be discovered by a burst. They knelt. FJ noted that Calvin had already opened his fly and he rejected his undies down, a smile lighting up his lips with pleasure when his hand came into contact with his privacy. FJ imitated, trying not to look at his friend's cock.

From inside the house, they heard groans and somewhat muffled cries. From when they were, the boys saw only the old sofa, the case turned towards them, hiding two adults whom they saw only their bare legs rubbing together. Two voices, one male and one female, exchanged sighs of desire and lust.

The boys remained silent, not wanting to be heard. Calvin was touching himself, half closed eyes.

FJ did the same but he took little pleasure in it. The strangeness of the situation somewhat frightened him. It was one thing to see porn movies on a screen and another spying two adults. And FJ did not really liked it. To not to offend his friend who had made the effort to reveal one of his most intimate secrets, FJ tried to focus on a powerful deep voice, like the one of the bear in the last movie, in order to give him pleasure.

Inside the house, the wolf stood up, his head and torso now appearing above the back of the couch. He looked viciously at the young woman under him, insulting her and telling her all the pleasure she gave to him. FJ saw with an impish look the same expressions of pleasure in the father's face and the son's. He was careful not to laugh at, not wanting to draw anyone's attention.

The father then raised the woman and forced her to take a stand against the back, face facing the glass door. Their eyes closed, curtain, grass and outdoor light prevented them from seeing that they were spied on. Her big boobs moved whenever the wolf fucked her ass behind her, returned his penis deep in her vagina. She screamed her pleasure at every cutting remark, her head raised to the sky.

This did not prevent FJ to open his large frightened eyes. He had stopped any action seeing the woman's face. At his side, Calvin had continued for a short time before his petting realize the fact that he knew very well the partner of his father.

« Mom ! »

FJ's word was almost silent. Calvin had understood, however, that all the turmoil the boy was able to feel. He looked at the woman, lost in her desire, shaking her head before being released on her back by the wolf laying down again on her, leaving only see their legs. A tear began to flow on the right cheek of the donkey. Lowering his head, he closed his fly and rose slowly, dragging his backpack on the ground, unable or not thinking to put it back on his shoulders. FJ quickly wiped the tear and restrained follows that threatened to sink. Calvin also closed his pants, all desire cut. He put a hand on FJ's shoulder.

« I did not knew... I swear ! »

FJ stayed behind for a second before returning to the exit, always dragging his bag. He cast a quick look over his shoulder, his voice filled with tears.

« It's time for me to pick up my sister. »

Calvin stood there, wondering what to do. FJ gave him a good reason not to worry about him.

« I know it's not your fault. But I have to get Lily now. »

No more turning, FJ joined the street, head down, forcing much as he could sadness, shame, while Calvin remained in the garden to mull his own stupidity.

FJ walked like an automaton, head down, his bag strapped over his left shoulder. He did not have the heart or the strength to put it back on correctly. He crossed a few streets, ignoring passersby who recognized and saluted him. His crestfallen made everyone understand that FJ was totally depressed and no one hold something about his silence or his rudeness. He barely noted that the crowd formed before him. It is only when a familiar

« Get out, Fatso ! »

rang in his ears than he looked up.

Three boys were stooding, facing him. His mind was so anesthetized than he barely noted the presence of a rott, a boar and a young black bear in front of him. The names of Gruff, Reese and Dave who imprinted in his mind did not made him react differently than just an information. FJ did not even pay attention to the three new blazers with the colors of the middleschool football team they wore proudly. He continued his path, passing next to Gruff who captured the FJ's bag in his hand, removing it from his shoulder.

« I think I told you to push you, Fatso ! »

FJ raised his head for a second, contemplating with a stupid eye the three young jerks before lowering his head again, sighing. He did nothing to try to regain his bag from Gruff's hands, as he wore himself out to do when it happened before.

FJ's bag in hand, Gruff looked at the boy, surprised by his lack of reaction. His friends Dave and Reese waved their hands, wanting to play with FJ's bag as usual. Gruff looked at his friends, shook his head and threw the bag towards the boy. He landed a few steps ahead of him.

« Why did you not throw it to us ? »

Reese looked Gruff with a look of reproach.

« It's not funny when he does not try to get it. »

Dave nodded his head to indicate his agreement. The funniest was to see the chubby donkey attempting to regain his bag, having always a time behind. But if FJ was not answering, why bother getting tired ? Reese groaned his disapproval, but he followed his friends, walking on their way, forcing himself to forget the missed meeting.

On their backs, FJ stopped in front of his bag. He tried to convince him to get it again. It was only thinking of the price his father had paid for that than he was persuaded not to give up. He took care to remove some dust before returning properly on his back, taking his way to elementary school.

FJ's sight looked somewhat rekindled when he saw the little donkey, wearing a purple t-shirt on her blue pants, sitting on a bench in front of the elementary school. The dark FJ's thoughts vanished at the sight of her younger sister who took her bag, greeting her friends before jumping into the arms of her older brother. Her high-pitched and clear voice was balm on the wounded heart of the boy.

« What happens FJ ? Looks like you've been crying ! »

The boy smiled shyly, taking her three years youngest sister by the hand, taking the way home.

« It's nothing, Lily. I had... pieces of onions in the face, it's still a little prickly.»

FJ was careful to control his voice. He did not wanted at any price that his sister could guess what had happened. Fortunately, if she suspected something, she did not showed it. After all, at nine, we did not had things like that in our head.

« How was your day ? »

The little donkey wore a smiling face. Her head was similar to her big brother, the distribution of colors of her fur distinguishing however. Black where FJ was white, white where the boy was black. Lily held her mother as much as FJ had from his father.

« As usual, and yours ?

• Such as ! Today we did a little music ! I am glad to see that I play the flute better than that twity Tifany ! She can barely put two right notes, and I'm up to four ! Oh and Kevin was not there today. The teacher told us that he had a pnamo...pneuma...Pnauno...

• Pneumonia.

• Yes ! He always had weak lungs, this is the third time this year ! And then we also learned that Miss Partridge was going to retire ! She is not so old that yet ! She is younger than Miss Rayley but anyway, I don't like her !

• Why ?

• I do not know but I don't like her ! She doesn't know how to put a proper top to go with her pants ! It's not complicated, however, me and mom, we can do that ! »

FJ made a face at the mention of his mother. He noticed he had the chance to see Lily looked toward the neighborhood on a flowering hedge. She would not ask about it.

« Do you think Dad will already at home ?

• I think so. It's Friday and he always comes back sooner. Finally, when he has no last-minute meeting.

• Cool. I hope Dad will make the pizza ! »

FJ nodded, smiling. His father was a reasonably good cook, and pizzas were better than frozen ones. The boy focalized on the day of her sister who dropped his hand when she arrived at the threshold of the house. FJ sincerely loved his sister. He still remembered the first time he had seen her, just one hour after her birth. She was a small thing, so fragile, that FJ had felt the innate need to protect her. He was a not even 4 years old boy, but he had promised to watch over her as best he could.

The little girl was turned into a purple tornado when she entered the house, looking for her parents. To his chagrin, only Marty, their father was in the living room. Her sadeness of not seeing her mother vanished when the man took her in his arms to kiss her cheeks. Lily tried to resist to.

« No Dad, you're prickly ! »

Marty ignored her protests and the strong donkey released his daughter only her cheeks properly kissed. FJ made a quick gesture of the hand to greet his father, remaining at some distance. He had passed the age for such effusions but Marty liked to ignore his protests sometimes.

« Do you know where is your mother ? I tried to call her but the phone is on answering machine.

• Mom is not there ? »

Lily did not hide her disappointment. This did not prevent her from rushing to the fridge to get a big bottle of milk. FJ, who had placed his bag followed to give her a glass. The mention of his mother almost did FJ swallow wrong. He avoided to look at his father straight in the eye, making the excuse to search in the kitchen for something to eat. Marty, who had returned to the living room, did not protested, seeing him doing so.

« Uh, no.

• She must still be in some meeting ! »

Lily said nothing, her muzzle now busy drinking her milk. FJ did nothing to contradict her. An old magazine in hand, Marty went to the toilet.

« She works too much sometimes. I imagine she will be in time for dinner ! And you, FJ, you make a funny face. Do you have troubles ?»

FJ put down the snacks he had in his hands and looked at his father intently.

What can he could say ?

« No Dad, I just saw mom being fucked by the father of my best friend, I think she will return later this evening and will have some headache. »

Absolutely out of the question.

« No dad, I just had a big day. »

Marty stared at his son's face for a moment. FJ resumed to his snacks and looked away.

He sighed. After all, if FJ had really troubles, he would eventually come about. The father locked himself in the bathroom before Lily could take possession. Fortunately for the bladder and intestines of the father, his daughter was captivated by the television and the three drawn superheroines kicking the butt of an evil monkey.

FJ chewed the sandwich who seemed tasteless. Sitting against the edge of the table, the boy ended it up back in the fridge and went up to his room.

Nothing had changed in his place since the morning, but FJ no longer felt at home. It lacked the protective sensation he had lost. It also lacked a true friend to confide. Since he leaved the cursed house, FJ was not very inclined to attend Calvin.

It was not the boy's fault, no, but he was a little responsible for this anyway. The boy thought that his resentment would perhaps dissipate with time. FJ took off his shoes and lay down on his bed, his arms behind his head. He did not move and let a tear celebrate the death of his innocence.

Everything had changed. And what was most frightening was that FJ could not imagine what his life would be now. He did not knew what he should say or do. Or say not, do not.

Outside, the sun continued its course and the town was full of people living their own lives, facing their own dramas, enjoying their own pleasures and joys of their own experimenting. FJ was too lost in his thoughts and concerns to be aware of it. He was too busy thinking.

In his eyes, one thing was certain.

Nothing would be the same.