I watched as the removal van pulled away. Welcome to your new home, I thought to myself. New home? Ha, it wasn't what I would have chosen for myself, but it was MY flat with my own front door, so the rest of the world could just go and sod off!

It was just how I felt at that moment as I looked at all the cardboard boxes and my other possessions scattered everywhere. I suppose I was feeling sorry for myself. I never wanted the divorce, but it seemed inevitable and became a little acrimonious towards the end. Still, as they say... such is life... as one door closes... and all that.

So here I was, 36 years old and divorced for the second time, but at least this time around I had a flat and wasn't having to live with friends. Mind you, that had its little perks, especially when they have a cute little girl of 6. Oh by the way, I'm a paedosexual. I used to call myself a paedophile, in the truest sense of the word, but the media and "do-gooders" had made the word paedophile synonymous with child molester or abuser and I was neither of these. It made my blood boil every time they referred to a child rapist or murderer as a paedophile on the news. Call them what they are for fuck sake, CHILD RAPIST or CHILD MURDERER. So although I was a true paedophile i.e. I was sexually attracted to children, I preferred to use the term paedosexual. Not only that, but it fitted in with other sexual orientations; homosexual, heterosexual, bisexual... paedosexual! See, it fits nicely.

My sexual predilection had no bearing on my divorce, well as far as I was aware it didn't. She wasn't aware of my tastes as far as I knew. We'd had a full and active sex life, and I'd never touched my own children or any related to me. Yes I'd been involved with my children's friends, neighbours children etc., but it had always been consensual and I had never hurt anyone - and never would. I looked at my watch. It was just after midday. I was surprised it had only taken 4 hours to move all my stuff, not that I had that much, but the worst was yet to come. I had to unpack everything. I decided that I would take a walk to clear my head before I started that task, and it would also give me a chance to look around the housing estate a bit, so off I went.

The estate was a bit run down, which was typical of an inner London housing estate. Graffiti was everywhere, most of it not making any sense. "Tags" they call them apparently. There was a small parade of shops on the estate consisting of a newsagent, convenience store, fish and chip shop which also doubled as a Chinese take away and an off licence. There was a mixture of houses, low rise and high rise flats, but the people I'd come across seemed friendly enough so maybe it wasn't too bad. I bought some cigarettes in the newsagents and it was as I came out I heard it. A normal sound which most people wouldn't have taken much notice of... unless they were like me. It was the sound of children playing, which meant only one thing. There was a school nearby!

I followed the sound and as I rounded the corner there was the school. I could see the sign "Dellside Infant & Junior Schools" it said. There were two playgrounds, one for each and they were packed with children running around, screaming and playing during their lunch break. I always loved to watch school playgrounds as there was virtually always at least one girl doing cartwheels or hand stands, and it pretty much guaranteed a peek at one or more pretty little girl knickers. I particularly liked this time of year as summer was about to take off, which meant that the girls were wearing skirts or those checked "gingham" style summer dresses. It seemed the school colours were blue and white so the dresses were light blue and white check.

I began to walk a little slower, my eyes scanning the playgrounds and spotted a group of three girls aged about 8 cart wheeling on the grass in the corner. Two of them seemed to care about their modesty, but one of them didn't seem to give a hoot as her dress slipped down and she showed off her light blue knicks. I thought that was a nice touch, the colour of her knickers matching the school colours.

I also noticed that there were a number of dinner ladies patrolling the playgrounds and the last thing I wanted or needed was them reporting a "pervert" hanging around the school, so I attracted the attention of one of them and beckoned her over. A couple of minutes later she was at the fence in front of me, accompanied by a couple of cute looking girls.

"Sorry to disturb you," I started, "but I've just moved onto the estate today and was looking at schools for my children?"

"Oh okay," she replied, "there's this one, and there's one the other side of the estate. This is the best out of the two though, although I might be a little biased!" she chuckled

I smiled.

"This is the bestest school round here mister!" the cute little blondie next to the dinner lady piped up.

"Sophie... go and play will you?" she said to the little girl.

Sophie ran off with her friends, my eyes following her cute little bum.

"She's full of herself that one!" the dinner lady said to me with a bit of a chuckle.

"Aren't they all at that age?" I replied laughing.

"You obviously have children then?"

"Two girls... eight and five."

She nodded her understanding, although I omitted to tell her they were staying with their Mum.

"It's a good school, the headteacher's really nice. You're welcome to look round any time," she informed me.

"Thanks." I replied. "I'll just observe for a moment if that's okay. I'll need to come back with my wife any way."

"No problem!" she said, "And thanks for introducing yourself. Can't be too careful with all these paedophiles on the loose!"

There it was, THAT bloody word again!

I smiled politely as she walked away. I continued walking slowly and that was when I first noticed her. She was sitting on the grass all on her own. Virtually every other child in both playgrounds were with friends, but not her. Although she was a little distance away from me I could tell she was a little overweight. Not fat by any means, but certainly carrying more than her peers. Pleasantly plump, I think is what they call it. She had short dark hair and was wearing a gingham dress. Despite her chubbiness she was very cute looking, and I couldn't help wondering why she was all on her own. I don't know what it was but I felt quite sorry for her, but she seemed happy enough on her own, and it looked like she was making a daisy chain or something.

As I got a bit closer to her I saw that she was indeed very pretty, but I was right about her being a little on the chubby side, not that it mattered a jot to me. I felt my cock start to stir as she sat there with her legs slightly apart. I couldn't see the colour of her knickers as they weren't open that far and her chubby little thighs blocked the rest of the view. As I got very close to the edge of the fence where she was sitting she suddenly noticed me and glanced up, giving me the most heart melting smile I'd ever seen. I winked at her and her smile broadened even more.

"Hello..." she said in almost a whisper.

"Wotcha sexy!" I replied with my standard opening line whenever I met a little girl for the first time.

I always liked to see their reaction to that remark, and it often gave me useful information as to whether or not they would be worth pursuing without the child knowing it. She giggled and her little cheeks blushed slightly at my comment. I could tell she didn't believe that she was cute, let alone sexy. However, my continually hardening cock told me otherwise.

"That's clever!" I said, pointing to the daisy chain she'd just finished.

She stood up, giving me a flash of her white knicks as she did so.

Holding out the daisy chain in her little hand she said, "Here!"

"I couldn't take that," I told her, "it must have taken you ages!"

"Not really," she told me. "I only throw them away when the bell goes anyway. It's something to do..."

"Thank you!" I told the little sweetheart as I graciously accepted her little gift.

"You're welcome!" she replied.

She was very well spoken and extremely polite, and I felt myself warming to my new little friend even more.

"I shouldn't really be speaking to strangers..." she informed me.

"In that case I should introduce myself," I told her. "I'm David!"

"My name's Catherine, and I'm 8," she told me.

"Well I'm very pleased to meet you Catherine and I'm 8. Now we're not strangers, is okay for you to talk to me?"

The little girl giggled at my silly repetition of her name and smiled nodding. At that moment someone started ring the bell, signalling the end of the lunch break.

"I've got to go now!" she said with a look of disappointment.

"Okay Catherine and I'm 8!" I said with a big smile.

"Bye!"

"See ya sexy!!" I said as she started to head towards the others who were lining up to go in.

I stood watching for a few more moments as they lined up in the playground and then trooped in. As I was just about to leave I saw Catherine look back towards me and wave. I waved back as I started to head towards home and begin the job of unpacking.

It took me hours, but eventually I had laid the carpets, arranged a lot of my furniture and unpacked most of my things. I was still in a state of disarray, but I could live with it temporarily. It would probably take a day or two before I really felt at home. I felt hungry but didn't feel like cooking. I hadn't gotten around to connecting up my cooker yet in any case. Then I suddenly remembered the chip shop on the parade of shops, so decided I would have a take away. I might even pop into the off licence and get a pack of cold beers, I mused. I looked at the time. It was 6pm. Time really flies when you're having fun - or really busy like I'd been. I grabbed my wallet and headed out for some food.

I stood outside the take away looking at the menu, unable to decide whether to go for fish and chips or down the Chinese route. Suddenly I felt something strike my leg. I looked down to see I'd been hit by the wheel of a bicycle. I spun round.

"What the fu..." I was just about to unleash a stream of profanities at the stupid person for ploughing into me, but was stopped in my tracks by a familiar face grinning up at me.

"Whoops!" said a smiling, giggling Catherine.

"Wotcha sexpot!" I said with a smile. "Why are you mowing people down on your bike?"

"Sorry..." she said blushing again at the sexual reference. "I didn't mean to hurt you, I just thought I'd get your attention!"

"You certainly did that!" I told her laughing so she knew I wasn't really angry. "You could have just said hello?"

"Er... I did... twice... but you ignored me!"

"Ah... in that case, I'M the one who should apologise. I was trying to decide what to have to eat. I didn't ignore you deliberately... honest!" I said, crossing my heart to show her I meant it.

Catherine nodded her understanding.

"So what are you having?"

"I still don't know!" I told her. "What you doing here anyway?" I asked.

"Oh Mummy didn't feel like cooking, and because it's Friday, she sent me over here. We sometimes do on a Friday night!"

"Really? So whereabouts do you live then?"

Catherine turned and pointed to the block I'd just moved into.

"Over there!" she told me.

I didn't tell her that I'd just moved into the same block. I thought I'd save that little bit of information for later.

"So what have you got to get?" I asked her.

Catherine showed me the scrap of paper in her hand, together with the £10 note. It read "sausage and chips x3, cod and chips x1".

I raised my eyebrows.

"Blimey, you hungry or what?"

"It's not all for me... silly!"

Catherine looked up at me and realised I was having her on.

"If you must know, it's for me, Mummy and the twins."

Hmm, twins I thought. This was new information for me and I had to find out more.

"Twins?"

"Yeah, also known as the little b..."

"You're not going to swear are you?" I interrupted her.

Giggling, she said sweetly, "Course not! I was going to say brats!"

"Really?"

"Uh-huh!"

"I believe you... but thousands wouldn't. So how old are they and what flavours are they?"

"Flavours?"

"Boy flavour, or girl flavour?"

"Oh I see," Catherine said laughing, "one of each. There's Adam, he's 6... and Donna..."

"Don't tell me..." I said putting on my mind reader act. "She's 6 as well?"

"How did you know?"

"The clue was in the word... er... TWINS?"

"Oh yeah!" she said collapsing in a fit of those sweet little girl giggles, "Forgot I said that. I can be a right divvy sometimes!"

"Maybe... but a sexy divvy!"

I saw her cheeks blush again slightly.

"How old are you again?"

"8, but nearly 9... in a couple of months anyway."

"I was 8 when I was your age you know?"

"Really?" she replied before suddenly working out what I'd said.

"You're silly you are!"

"Sometimes. It has been said before by many people. But I'm lovely really when you get to know me. Anyway, my belly is making some strange noises so I must get something to eat. What do you recommend?"

"I like sweet and sour chicken balls, and special chow mien but Mum doesn't get it often. She says she can't afford it."

"Oh that's my favourite as well!" I lied. "I think that's what I'll have, washed down with a bottle of finest château Du coca cola!"

Finally we entered and placed our orders. Catherine was served quickly while I had to wait for my order to be cooked.

"Shouldn't you be getting back home, your food will get cold?"

"I thought I'd wait for you," she told me.

Eventually my order came and we left the shop.

"I tell you what, I'll walk you back to your home," I told her.

I'd found out she lived in the same block, but I now wanted to find out exactly where.

"You don't have to..." she started to protest, "I'll be okay!"

"I'd like to," I informed her as we started walking back towards her block, Catherine wheeling her bike along.

When we reached the security door, Catherine fetched her security tag out and we both entered.

"You don't have to take me to my door you know?" the cute little 8 year old told me.

"I know!" I told her, "But I happen to live here!"

Catherine beamed.

"Really? So you're the man who moved into that empty flat on the other side of the landing?"

"Yep... moi!" I told her. "I'm your new neighbour!"

"Cool!"

"That means we'll probably see a lot of each other... if you want to that is?"

Catherine was nodding eagerly. We made our way up in the lift and got out on our floor.

"This is where we have to go our separate ways sweetie..." I told her, "parting is such sweet sorrow,,,"

Taking her small hand I kissed the back of it. Catherine acted very coy and beckoned me down as if she wanted to whisper something to me. I leaned down and instead she kissed me on the cheek. It was only an innocent little girl kiss on my cheek, but it meant a lot to me.

"Thank you," I told her, "not sure what I done to deserve it, but thank you!"

Shyly, Catherine said "It's because you're nice and I like you!"

I couldn't argue with that.

"Bye sexy... see you later!" I said, and with that she and her bike disappeared.

I got into my flat and realised just how hard my cock was. Catherine certainly had an effect on me.

I ate my Chinese food which, as Catherine had told me, was excellent. I couldn't get her out of my mind. I booted up my laptop and opened up some of my secret encrypted files. I looked at a number of image files from my collection of little girls that I'd downloaded over the years. Then I looked at some videos I had. I liked all sorts, but especially enjoyed those where the girls had a bit of chubbiness about them. I watched as small mouths and tiny smooth hairless pussies bulged with hard man cock. I got my own out and stroked it in time to the thrusts of the man face fucking the little cutie on my screen. I imagined it was MY cock and the mouth was Catherine's. As the man shot his hot cum into the girls willing little mouth, I erupted, closing my eyes and imagining that Catherine was on the receiving end of it in my mind's eye. Somehow I had to find a way of getting her to myself - alone!

I didn't have the best nights sleep that night, continually tossing and turning. I just could not get the thought of Catherine out of my mind, no matter how hard I tried. I had to try and think of a way. I looked at the clock. 8am. I got up, put the coffee on and visited the toilet. I poured a cup of coffee and lit a cigarette as I pondered things. As my mind was far away, I thought I heard a knock at the door. Just my imagination, after all I know nobody and no-one has my new address yet. Then, there it was again, only a bit louder this time. I wondered who it could be, especially at this time in the morning.

I pulled my robe on and went to the door. Standing there was a woman who I guessed to be in her twenties but looked more like a teenager. She was petite, very slim and with hardly any tits to speak of. Behind her I saw Catherine in a "Barbie" nightdress, and a smaller boy and girl behind her, both of them just in their underwear. The boy had a white pair of pants on adorned with "Spongebob Squarepants", the girl's knickers were lemon with little red roses and a red bow on the front.

"I... I'm... ever so sorry to disturb you... I know you've only just moved in... you wouldn't happen to know anything about electrics would you?"

The poor woman looked scared to death.

"Don't worry about it," I said smiling, "come on in, the kids must be freezing!"

She took up my invitation and the children followed her in.

"I'm really sorry..." she said close to tears, "it's just that all my powers gone and I don't know anything about electrics and couldn't get an answer anywhere else... and..."

I put my hand up to stop her, she was clearly distressed and well, to be quite honest, babbling.

"It's okay, honest!!" I told her reassuringly. "Let's have a coffee and I'll help you sort it out!"

She sat down and I poured her a coffee. I offered her a cigarette which she gratefully accepted, and after that she calmed down a bit.

"See Mummy! I told you he was a nice man!" Catherine told her Mum.

I laughed.

"I assume Catherine has told you we'd already met?"

Smiling she said "Yeah, she said she met you over the chip shop last night."

It seemed that little Catherine hadn't mentioned meeting at the school.

"I'm Kim by the way..." the woman said. "Catherine you know, that's Adam and that's Donna," she said pointing to the youngest two who like their big sister, were both cute and sexy little things.

Offering my hand I said "I'm David!"

She took it and gently shook my hand before Adam and Donna started arguing.

"Pack it in you two!" Kim reprimanded them.

"Don't worry about it," I told her, "mine are... were... exactly the same. Hold on I have an idea!"

I got up and opened a cupboard full of DVD's

"Cor!" all three of the children said at once, eyeing all the children's DVD's

"Fancy watching a film kids?" I asked.

They all nodded, so I grabbed "Monsters Inc.", slipped it in the DVD player and switched on the TV. All three of them sat on the carpet glued to the screen while I chatted with Kim.

"So what happened then?" I asked her.

"I'm not sure to be honest. I was doing their toast when the toaster went bang and everything went off. God knows what it was!"

"I think I know what it is. I need to go into your flat though."

Kim nodded.

"Cath? Be a love and show David into the flat. If I leave these two alone poor David won't have a flat to come back to!"

Immediately Catherine was up on her feet leading me by the hand to their flat. It was pretty dark in the hall as I looked for a fuse box.

"Does Mummy have a torch?" I asked Catherine.

"I'm not sure, but I have one in my room?" she replied helpfully.

I followed her to the bedroom and Catherine rummaged in a box, producing a torch. It was very small but it would serve the purpose. We went back to the hall where found the box and flicked the trip switch back on. Suddenly the lights came back on and I could hear the radio in the kitchen playing.

"Sorted!" I smiled at Catherine.

As we headed along the hall Catherine stopped by the toilet.

"Hold on... I need a wee!" she told me.

She entered the toilet and I stayed where I was.

"Come with me..." she said, "you can talk to me while you wait!"

I was astounded that she was inviting me in.

"Are you sure?" I asked. "Your Mum might not be too happy about that!"

"Mum's not here!" she told me flippantly. "Anyway, Mum sits there and talks to me when I'm having a wee, and so do Adam and Donna!"

"Yeah but..."

"You don't HAVE to..." Catherine explained, "but if you want to you can..."

Not wanting to let the side down, I followed her in and sat on the edge of the bath tub. Catherine grabbed the bottom of her short nightie and lifted it up. As she raised it higher and higher my eyes were glued to her as her milky white, chubby little girl thighs were revealed. Then I realised she had no knickers on, and I saw her pussy little slit for the first time. She sat back on the toilet seat but the back of her nightie caught, so she stood back up again and yanked the nightdress over her head and off. I was looking at her naked little body.

As she turned, I saw her little peach of a bum for the first time. Catherine saw me looking at her. and for a second I felt a little embarrassed at being caught out. so turned away.

"It's okay," she told me quietly, I don't mind you looking!"

"A... Are you sure?"

Bloody hell I was stammering now.

"Honest I don't mind... You can even have a closer look if you like!"

I got up off the bath as Catherine sat on the edge of the toilet seat and I knelt down for a closer inspection.

"You are SO sexy..." I told the little 8 year old.

"Yeah right!!" Catherine said with a disbelieving tone which I thought bordered on the sarcastic.

I gently held her face in both hands and looked directly into her eyes.

"YOU are a very beautiful, and a sexy little girl! Don't ever let ANYONE tell you anything different!"

I gently kissed her on the lips, letting them linger for a few seconds. As I pulled away I looked into her eyes again and noticed they were wet. I licked the tears away, tasting the saltiness of them.

As I sat back a little, Catherine opened her legs a bit. I stroked her hair and she opened them wider so that her hairless little slit was more exposed. She sat back on the toilet opening her legs even wider as I moved in for a closer look. Then I heard the hissing sound as a dribble of yellow liquid was released from that beautiful little slit between her legs. I loved to watch little girls wee and Catherine was no exception. When she finished Catherine took some tissue and handed it to me.

"Will you dry me?" she asked as she shuffled to the edge of the toilet seat.

I wiped her little pussy, occasionally deliberately missing with the tissue and ensuring my fingers directly brushed across her slit. There was a sharp intake of breath each time I did that. Catherine reached down and pulled her sweet little lips apart for me.

"Make sure I'm properly dry!" she instructed.

I ran my finger across the slit, diddling her little clit as I done so.

"Mmm... that feels nice..." she murmured.

"Can you stand up and turn around for me sweetie..." I whispered to her softly.

Catherine immediately complied showing me her little bum. She didn't just turn around, she leaned over the toilet and pulled her bum cheeks apart so that I could see right into her wrinkled little rosebud. I ran my finger down the crack.

"That tickles..." she giggled, "but it feels nice!"

I stored the information that Catherine liked the idea of things around her little bum.

"We'd better be getting back babes," I told her, "put your nightdress back on, and I think it best if your Mum didn't know about this okay?"

"Of course!" the little girl replied. "I'm not stupid!"

I considered myself told off as Catherine replaced her nightdress. We then made our way back to my flat. Kim didn't even notice our return, she like Adam and Donna, were engrossed in the film.

"Mum! Mum!" Catherine shouted, "David's fixed it!"

"Sorry I was miles away!" Kim said. "Haven't seen this film in ages... I forgot how funny it was!"

"No problem,"I told her, "the kids are always welcome to borrow the films whenever they like!"

I saw Kim's face drop.

"I... er... we haven't got a DVD player... my bast... my ex decided to sell it, along with a lot of other things including the TV and computer for his dr..."

She paused momentarily while she rephrased it.

"He sold them!"

I knew what she was going to say. Drugs. But she didn't want to say it in front of the children, and my heart went out to her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realise," I told her warmly.

"Well it's done, and he's out of our lives now... permanently!"

"Well," I said, "the kids will just have to come and watch them in here... and you of course if you want to?"

"That's very kind of you. I'm sure the kids will keep you to that," she said pointing to Catherine. "Especially this one. She'll be at your door morning, noon and night now you've said that!"

"No problem. They are welcome absolutely any time, and I mean ANY time. The place is too quiet without children running around!"

It was then that Catherine spotted the laptop on the table in the corner.

"Wow! You got a laptop computer?" Catherine gasped like I must be rich.

"Oh that? Yeah I use that when I can't be bothered with the desktop in the other room."

"You got TWO?"

I nodded.

"It's my job... computers."

"That was what really done it for me with John, when he sold the kid's computer. Cost me, not him, ME! Nearly eight hundred bloody quid and he flogged it for sixty. I could have bloody murdered him!"

I could see Kim was getting really worked up now.

"Just so that the bastard could get his next couple of fixes. He KNEW I'd got it for the kids, Catherine especially. She was still learning, but was really good on it as well. Now she struggles to keep up in school as she's the only one in her class that can't practice at home.!"

"Well..." I ventured, "she's welcome to use mine to do her projects, homework, play games, surf the web or whatever."

"You got the internet?" Catherine asked.

"Yeah course. High speed broadband!"

"COOL!" Catherine gasped as she ran over and hugged me tightly.

"Did you really mean I can use it?"

"Course I did!"

"Anytime?"

"ANYTIME!" I repeated, hugging her back.

Kim laughed.

"You've made someone very happy there, and a friend for life!"

"I hope in time that she, well all of you, will come to see me as more than a friend," I said warmly.

"Somehow I think we will."

Turning to Catherine she said, "However young lady, it's on one condition!"

My heart started to beat faster and harder. What was she going to say? If he touches you I want to know? If he shows you rude stuff on the internet I want to know? My mind was racing with all the possibilities.

"And that is that you don't become a pain, you do whatever David tells you to do when you're in here... and if you misbehave young lady, I'm telling you now in front of him, that he has my FULL permission to smack you and send you home. Oh and if that happens, expect another one from me! Is that clear?"

Catherine nodded sheepishly.

"Sorry?" Kim said sarcastically, "I couldn't hear the nod!"

"Yes Mum!" Catherine said.

"She's not a bad girl, are you darling", Kim said "but she gets over excited sometimes, and the best way to deal with it is to warn her beforehand like that"

I nodded my understanding.

"I'm sure it won't be necessary, will it sweetheart?"

Catherine shook her head.

"I promise to be good Mummy!"

"That's alright then. Right, we better get ready for shopping!"

"Yeah!" Adam and Donna shouted.

"Aww Mum, do I HAVE to come?" Catherine moaned.

"I know you hate shopping Cath, but we've got to go darling!"

Catherine looked really unhappy.

"Er... I have an idea..." I said quietly. "I mean it's up to you, but I have nothing planned, so if Catherine wanted to stay here and watch a film, play on the computer or whatever, I wouldn't mind?"

"Are you sure?" Kim asked. "Cath hates shopping yet the other two seem to love it!"

"Can I Mum... please... PLEEASE!" she pleaded in that whining way that kids do.

"Well, it would be helpful. Are you sure you don't mind?"

"It would be my pleasure, honest, and I'm sure Catherine will be on her best behaviour won't you?"

The little girl was like a nodding dog, crossing her heart as if that made her promise sacred.

"I suppose so... but remember what I said madam?"

"Yes Mum!" Catherine said like she'd said it hundreds of times before.

She went bounding over to her Mum and gave her a big hug, and then ran to me and did the same.

"I think someone's happy!" I said with a laugh, "But maybe you should put some clothes on first Catherine?"

As Catherine hugged me her short nightdress rode up exposing her little bum.

"And put some knickers on!" Donna shouted.

"I can see your bum-bum!" Adam added in a sing-song voice.

"Come on you three. Thank you David," Kim said, kissing my cheek.

"Woohoo!" all three of the kids went as they saw the kiss.

"Kids! Who'd have them eh?" Kim laughed as I followed them out and opened the front door.

Surprisingly, both Adam and Donna stretched up for a kiss so I willingly obliged.

"See you in a minute!" Catherine called out.

"Not if I see you first!" I called after her as I closed the door.

I went into my bedroom, booted up the desktop, and lit a cigarette. I opened up a couple of encrypted image folders in the hope that Catherine might discover them - "accidentally on purpose". Sitting at my computer desk, I went over the events of the last hour. Things were going better than I'd even dreamed of!

It was no more than ten minutes later that I heard the knock at the door. This is the moment, I thought to myself. Not only will I be alone with Catherine, but it will be for hours and with her Mum's blessing. It would also give me the chance to delve a little, considering how uninhibited she was in the bathroom earlier. I wanted to find out more. I opened the door and my little angel stood there in a short lilac summer dress.

"Yes?" I said, like I didn't know why she was there.

Little Catherine looked up at me, but I couldn't keep a straight face.

"Well, you coming in or you going to stand there all day?"

Catherine was not a stupid girl despite her young age.

Cheekily she said "I thought I'd stand here..."

"Get in!" I laughed, almost pulling her inside.

Catherine was laughing her little head off and I realised she'd outsmarted me this time.

"Yeah okay... very funny!" I said. "You changed quick! What's your other name, wonder woman?"

"Who?" Catherine asked puzzled.

"It was a TV series a long time ago.... bit like a lady superman but when she changed into her gear she spun and changed in seconds... and... you don't care do you?"

Catherine giggled that delightful little giggle of hers.

"Not really!" she said.

"Oi don't be too cheeky, I'm allowed to smack your bum don't forget! Oh and one other thing..." I said as we entered the front room.

Catherine looked at me.

"You DID remember to put some knickers on this time? I mean, I don't mind if you didn't but..."

Catherine didn't answer. Instead, she lifted her dress up to show me she had indeed put some knickers on. They were a very pale pink with little hearts all over them.

"Mmm..." I murmured, "they're nice. I would love to look at them a bit closer later on..."

Catherine didn't answer. She simply smiled.

I went and poured myself a coffee and some juice for Catherine, before we sat together on the sofa. I put my arm around her and gave her a hug. "I like it when you hug me," the little girl said.

"I like hugging you!" I told her, kissing the top of her head. "What do you fancy doing? How about a film then the computer? We have plenty of time."

"Can I pick the film?"

"Course you can!" I told her getting up and opening the cupboard.

Catherine scanned the titles.

"Cool!" she said. "That one please? I haven't seen it yet!"

I reached in and pulled out "Nanny McPhee" and then loaded it in the player.

Catherine looked up at me.

"Da... David?"

I was sure she went to call me "Dad" but realised her mistake just in time

"Yes sweetie?"

"Er... can I ask you something?"

"You sweetheart, can always ask me anything about anything, and I will always try to not only answer it, but to answer it as honestly as I can. And, if I don't know the answer, I promise I will always try and find the answer for you okay?"

Catherine nodded.

"What I wanted to ask was... can I sit on your lap please?"

I laughed.

"Of course you can honey, in fact you don't have to ask, just do it!"

With that, Catherine shuffled across onto my lap. As she did so, I felt her soft little bum move over my stirring cock. She shuffled around a little before finally settling with her legs over mine. My cock which was now hard, nestled snugly in her little bum crack. She must be able to feel that, I thought to myself, but she never mentioned it.

About twenty minutes into the film, Catherine must have felt a little uncomfortable so she turned and snuggled into me. I still had an arm around her and she took my hand and placed it on her bottom. I was a little surprised and was sure that she hadn't realised the significance of where she had placed my hand... or had she?

I took my hand away slowly and put it back round her. Again she took my hand and placed it on her bum. I wanted to double check I wasn't imagining it, so again I removed it. This time I'm sure I heard Catherine "tut" under her breath, and for the third time, she placed my hand on her bum, only this time she left her hand on mine and applied a little pressure. I now realised that she totally knew what she was doing, and I wasn't going to let her down.

I gently caressed her bum cheeks over her dress. She had a nice soft little bum, a little larger than most girls of her age due to her puppy fat, but lovely all the same. As we watched the film, I continued to knead her bum and once she was sure I would continue, she took her own little hand off. With my free hand I stroked her hair and she looked up at me. I kissed her little nose and she smiled. Then I kissed her sweet little lips, letting them linger. I then kissed her on the lips again, this time my free hand caressing her little non-existent titties over her dress. She obviously found it enjoyable as she made little moans as I did it. I pulled my lips away and stroked her face.

"Nice?" I asked her.

Catherine nodded dreamily.

"Want me to show you how to make it nicer?"

Catherine nodded again.

"Okay, when I kiss you this time, open you mouth just a little okay?"

Catherine nodded again and I moved my mouth back to hers. Catherine followed my instructions and this time I slipped my tongue into her mouth. She didn't recoil as I thought she might, and she caught on very quickly as her little 8 year old tongue found mine and danced together. I'd had my eyes closed but opened them briefly and was pleased to see that Catherine had her eyes closed. I continued to caress her bum and chest as we kissed. When we broke away I saw her open her eyes.

"Wow! That was SOO nice!" Catherine said.

"Sexy to kiss like that eh?" I asked her.

"Mmm... and I like you rubbing me!"

"I'm pleased about that," I told her. "There's plenty of other things we can do too, but there's no rush."

Catherine nodded knowingly, although that didn't quite register at that time.

We continued to watch the film, although I have to say my interests were elsewhere. Catherine changed her position back to where she had each leg draped over mine, only her short dress had now ridden up somewhat and I could see the gusset of her cute pink knickers stretched tightly over her puffy little mound. I was sure I could see a small damp patch appearing. I moved my hand so that it was at the top of her chubby little thigh, about an inch from her pussy. I waited to see if there was a reaction, which there wasn't, so I slowly inched my hand closer until my fingertip was in contact with the cotton knickers and I could trace the outline of her slit. As the pressure of my finger got more, I felt Catherine pushing her pussy forward to increase the pressure. Her knickers DEFINITELY felt a little damp.

I decided to go for broke, as I'd met no resistance whatsoever, and applied firm pressure with the side of my hand against her pussy. I heard Catherine give a little gasp. With my other hand I turned her head to face me.

"You okay?" I asked her.

Catherine nodded and her smile said it all. I kissed her briefly on the lips, and then we kissed passionately. As we kissed, I lifted her dress up over her tummy and caressed the smooth flesh of her lower tummy. Slowly as our tongues done a merry little dance, my fingertips moved lower and under the waistband of those cute little pink knickers. As I reached the top of her smooth pussy slit, my digit found her little love button and I started to play with it.

"Mmm..." Catherine moaned into my mouth as I rubbed her little clitty.

Then I traced along the slit right to her little bum hole and back again. Catherine squirmed, her pussy was definitely wet. I went back to diddling her little nubbin as we broke from the kiss. Her breathing was much faster now, and I knew she was close to having a little girl orgasm. I speeded up, rubbing her clit up and down, round and round in circles, and applying more gentle pressure.

"Ooh... ooh... yes... nice... aaahhh" she gasped as ripples of intense pleasure washed over the little girl.

"That's it sweetheart..." I whispered, "cum for me. Enjoy it. Cum on my fingers darling..." "Oooh Yes! YES! OOOH!" the gasps came out as I felt her little body stiffen and judder as she came.

My own cock was stiff as a board, and I knew I was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum. I had to find a release, even if that was in the toilet, but yet again, fate was to step in.

Catherine was still breathing heavily as I let her recover from her cum. I left her pussy alone but continued to caress her bum, nipples and stroke her little face. Every so often I kissed the top of her head, or stroked her hair until her breathing returned to normal.

"You okay sweetheart?" I asked her softly.

"Uh huh," she managed to get out, still a little short of breath. "I need a wee though," she said quietly.

"You know where it is," I told her.

"You coming with me again?"

"If you want me to," I told her.

Catherine nodded and started to get up. Once up, she reached out to pull me up too. We walked hand in hand to the bathroom.

"Will you undress me please?" she asked, once we were in there.

"If you want me to babes," I said, kneeling down in front of her and lifting the hem of her dress up and off over her head.

Catherine stood there in front of me in only her cute pink knickers with the little love hearts on them. I pulled the little girl to me and put my arms around her. Then holding her face I kissed her on the lips.

"You are definitely one sexy little girl!" I whispered to her.

For the first time, I think she actually believed me when I said it. I slipped my thumbs into the waistband as I slowly and gently began to pull them down. Catherine opened her legs slightly to help me ease them down, but the gusset got caught between her legs. I slipped my hand there and tugged it away from her smooth hairless little pussy. I could see they were damp, and I gave her slit a little stroke as I done it, eliciting a small gasp from the naked little 8 year old in front of me. It was the first time I had seen Catherine totally naked, and despite the puppy fat, she was exquisite. Not a hair to be seen anywhere of course with the softest smoothest skin. It even looked like she had little titties, although that was no doubt due to her weight as opposed to any actually development. Whatever it was, it made her look like she had the start of them and she looked all the more sexier for it.

Catherine sat on the toilet, again opening her legs as wide as possible so that I could watch as the yellow liquid started to dribble out, quickly building to a steady stream. Catherine knew I enjoyed watching this and smiled at me while she pissed. When she'd finished she slid to the edge again. She pulled her pussy lips apart waiting for me to wipe her. Instead I put my head between her legs and kissed her there. Then I kissed for longer, sticking my tongue out and flicking the tip of her nubbin with the end of my tongue. Catherine moaned and placed her hands behind my head, pulling me more into her sweet, puffy little pussy. I sucked on her little lips, run my tongue up and down her slit, and sucked on her little clit alternately. Catherine was squirming and writhing around, making little noises of pleasure as I orally pleased this little 8 year old.

As I tongue fucked my little lover, I was surprised how easily my tongue had entered her, but thought no more of it. Catherine seemed to be in ecstasy. She had spread her legs wider that I thought possible for a girl of her age and size, and had lifted them right up, exposing her tight little anal opening. As I sucked and flicked her little clit, I probed that opening with a finger, gently pressing it, then withdrawing. I then wet my finger and entered the tip into her tight wrinkled bum hole. Catherine went wild, forcing her bum onto my finger trying to get it in further, and at the same time pulling my mouth harder so it was clamped on her smooth little pussy. I finger fucked her bum hole as I tongue fucked her and I sensed Catherine was again close to the point of no return. As I felt her stiffen with her second orgasm within half an hour, I pushed my forefinger up her bum as far as it would go, as Catherine virtually screamed in orgasm.

"Aaah... oooh... yes... YES... oh lick me there... put your finger right in oh... yeah!"

I definitely had to find relief for my cock. It was no longer uncomfortable... IT HURT, especially kneeling down like this.

I lifted my head and looked up at Catherine from between her legs. Again she was breathing heavy. A silly question I knew, but I just had to ask...

"Nice?"

I got the dreamy nod again.

"Very..." she said, "much nicer than...."

And then she broke off, suddenly realising that she was saying something that she shouldn't.

"What was you going to say baby?" I asked her.

"Nothing..." she replied, her face changing to one of fear.

Because of that, I decided that I wasn't going to press it further - for the time being. I stood up and my cock was tenting out of my joggers.

"I need a wee!" I said as I stood up.

"Looks like you've done it already!" Catherine said, staring at the big damp patch on the grey material. "If you need to go then go!"

"I can't!" I told her.

Catherine looked at me with a puzzled expression.

"Well when a man or boy gets hard like mine is..."

"Your cock?" The 8 year old said bluntly.

"Yeah, my cock!" I said, wondering where she'd picked up the terminology,

"When it's hard it's hard to wee!"

"Well, make it go soft then!" she replied matter-of-factly.

"It's not as easy as that darling... I need to cum... like you just did!"

"Oh," she said. "Do that then!"

I loved the logic of little girls. No complications at all.

"I intend to," I told her.

"Can I watch?"

"If you want to babes... or... you could do it for me... if you wanted?"

Catherine didn't answer that. I pulled my joggers and pants down and my cock sprang out. I'm not that well endowed. I'm not one of those who goes on about a 10 inch cock stuffed up little pussies. I suppose it's 5 or 6 inches, more than adequate as far as I'm concerned. I've never had any complaints from anywhere and for sex with children, smaller is probably better I reckon. And I'm not circumcised so there's a nice foreskin to play with too.

As my cock appeared Catherine didn't react at all, which surprised me as from experience with kids, there's usually a reaction of some sort. I wrapped my hand around my cock and started to stroke it, slowly building a rhythm. Suddenly Catherine came closer to me. She then reached out for my cock, wrapped her fingers around it, and took over.

"Oooh yes baby, that's nice... ooh yeah..." I sighed as her hot, soft little fingers went to work.

Catherine was wanking my cock like a pro, every so often stopping to squeeze the head and prolong the pressure. Her other hand came up to gently squeeze and caress my balls, as her little wanking hand became a blur. I could feel my seed rising and I was close to cumming. Catherine somehow knew this, and as the first spurt shot out she aimed it over her flat chest and little titty nubbin's. As I experienced one of the strongest orgasms I'd ever had, I shot long ropes of sticky hot goo over the 8 year old.

Once I was spent and my cock softened I finally got to piss. The whole time, her hand never left my cock, holding it while I pissed. She even shook off the drips! This seemed to confirm my suspicions that Catherine had somehow done this before. I didn't know when, nor did I know who with, but I was determined that I would find out. One way or another!

After the session in the bathroom, I cleaned myself and Catherine up. I decided only to put my boxers on and Catherine her knickers. It was on the understanding of course that if there was a knock on the door, we would both dress pretty damn quick! I wasn't expecting anyone though, as most people wasn't even aware I was there.

I made more drinks, lit a cigarette and thought. What was Catherine going to say in the bathroom? She was going to say it was much better than it was with ... somebody... but with who? When? Where? Why even? Well I knew the answer as to why for myself, maybe it was the same reason, who knows? I was really determined to find out all the answers if I could, but judging from the way Catherine was acting, I would have to probe gently. I had a genuine love for the girl, and there was no way I was going to hurt her in any way, shape or form. However, I WAS determined to get to the bottom of it.

I wandered into the bedroom to find Catherine on the computer. As I'd hoped, she'd found the folders with some of my collection in them. She looked a little sheepish when I walked in and immediately closed the viewer down. I laughed.

"I know what you're looking at babes. You don't have to hide it, it's okay to look if you want to!"

I sat on the chair and Catherine sat on my lap.

"Do you like them?" I asked her.

"Some of them,"she told me.

"Did you look at the videos?"

She shook her head.

"Want to see?"

Catherine nodded.

I opened up a file of a girl about Donna's age giving a blow-job Catherine watched with fascination.

"Wow!" she gasped, "that girl's only about the same age as Donna. I didn't think she'd be able to do that!"

Again her response surprised me. Normally girls said it looked "yucky" or "disgusting" at the first viewing. All Catherine seemed concerned about was the fact the girl was about 6, not the fact that she was sucking on and was enjoying sucking on, a man's 6 inch cock!

I flicked through a few more images, paying more attention to Catherine and her reactions. The same 6 year old with cum dripping from her mouth. Nothing. Her little pussy stuffed with cock. No reaction again. Her little bum hole stretched to the hilt and filled with cock. Again, she never batted an eyelid. I'd never seen any child not react before. Something definitely wasn't right here but I couldn't figure it out. I needed for Catherine to give a reaction to something, anything. I flicked to the next picture... and then I got it!

The image showed a girl who bore a remarkable resemblance to Catherine. She was spread eagled and tied by her hands and ankles to the bed. Clamps had been attached to her little nipples and the girl had her face screwed up. She was clearly in genuine pain. Unaware I was doing it, I studied Catherine's face. Her eyes were wet, filling up with tears. Suddenly she got off my lap and ran into the front room. I could hear her crying, big loud sobs. I gave her a couple of minutes alone before I shut my PC down. I lit a cigarette, taking deep pulls as I worked out my next move. I wasn't sure what to do to be honest, but I did know I had to tread very carefully.

I walked into the front room where Catherine was curled up in a ball. She was still crying but not as heavily now. I sat next to her and stroked her hair, trying to console the little girl.

"It's okay baby..." I said soothingly. "You cry it out..."

Catherine didn't answer, she just cried and took big gulps of air.

"You can tell me you know... anything. I want to help..."

Quietly Catherine managed to say "can't".

I pretended I couldn't make out what she'd said and asked her to repeat it.

"CAN'T!" she said a bit louder.

"You're right," I said to her softly, "I can't if you won't tell me?"

She didn't respond to that or anything else. When I looked closer I realised she had cried herself to sleep. I decided that it would be good for her to do that so I let her rest. I went quietly back to my PC and rebooted it. I opened up the same folder that stored the picture which had appeared to have upset her, and looked at it again more closely. It COULD have been Catherine, but it was hard to tell as the girl's face was so contorted. The backdrop was a plain white sheet, so there were no clues as to where it was taken. I frequented a number of paedosexual web sites and forums and had made quite a number of online friends, so I logged into the forum where I knew the most people. I uploaded that picture and attached a query to it.

"Does anyone have more of this series or girl?"

I asked that if anyone had, then they either message me privately. I also included a non traceable email address. I set my email client to check that mail box every 5 minutes and it wasn't long before I was told I had new mail.

I looked into my mailbox and I had three messages. They were all from different people but they all said pretty much the same thing. They all said that I'd be lucky to find the rest of them, as they were really violent images and when they were originally posted, most of the paedosexuals that frequented the place were disgusted by them. As one pointed out, "yes I'm paedosexual and love sex with children, but I wouldn't hurt them like that!", and another called me a "sicko" for even requesting them. I was going to write back and explain WHY I was looking for them, but decided not to bother. They could think what they liked. I knew why I was looking for them and that's all that mattered to me. I quietly went to kitchen and poured another coffee, and then crept to the front room to check on Catherine, who was still sleeping quietly. I walked over and kissed the top of her head. About ten minutes later, the new email signal went again, so I went back to the bedroom and opened th e email.

There was something different about this email. The writer said he was a fellow paedosexual (PS), and said that when he downloaded images from anywhere he used a bulk download programme. He went on to explain that he usually checks what it downloads, securely wipes those he doesn't want, then encrypts those he wants to keep. He then said he'd been away on business for the past three months and hadn't checked what had been downloaded. He promised me he would scan through them just in case the set had been inadvertently loaded. I clicked reply and told him I would very much appreciate it if he could do that, that I realised it was a stab in the dark, and thanked him for looking at least. I clicked "send" and became aware of someone looking at me.

"Hello poppet!" I said to Catherine standing at the doorway rubbing her wet eyes. "You okay?"

She nodded before running over to me and hugging me close. I kissed the top of her head, and decided I would probe VERY gently, but would stop of she didn't want to answer me.

"What you doing?" she asked.

"Oh just sorting out my emails," I told her.

"I'm sorry!" she said climbing up onto my lap.

"Sorry?" I said. "Sorry for what?"

"Crying... and that..." she replied.

I kissed her lips.

"Don't be daft!" I told her. "Everyone gets upset and cries sometimes..."

"Even you?"

"Even me!" I said with a smile.

It was true too. I had cried buckets when I'd made the decision to leave. Not over my marriage, but over leaving my children behind. It left a hole in me that I could never possibly hope to fill no matter what.

"Do you want to tell me what upset you?" I asked her.

Catherine shook her head. I decided not to risk upsetting her again by pushing it.

"Okay sweetheart, but if you change your mind, promise me that you'll tell me okay?"

She nodded.

"I can't hear a nod!" I said to her.

"My Mum says that!" she told me, smiling for the first time in a long time.

"I know," I said smiling back at her. "That's where I got it from!"

"I promise!" she said louder. "I'm hungry!"

I looked at the clock and it was already midday.

"Get yourself dressed poppet," I told her, just in case Mummy gets back early. I'll put my shorts on and then we can have a McDavids!"

"McDavids?" she asked.

"I'll make us burger and chips!"

That made her giggle when she realised what I meant.

"Okay," she said slipping her dress back on. "Can I watch Harry Potter?"

"Of course you can!" I told her as I made my way to the kitchen.

We were halfway though the film and the burgers, when there was a knock at the door. I went and opened it and saw Kim, Adam and Donna standing there.

"Hiya!" I said warmly, "Come in!"

They all came into the front room, as Catherine jumped up and went running to Kim with her arms out.

"Mummy!" she cried, hugging her and giving her a big kiss on the lips.

"Thanks Cath!" she said laughing. "I just fancied some second hand ketchup!"

I offered to make food for them as well but Kim explained they'd just had a snack in the cafeteria of Tesco's. It was good to see Catherine had return to her normal self after the earlier upset, but inside, I was still worried about her

"So," I said to Kim, "spent all your money?"

She laughed.

"Nearly! Kids keep you poor..."

"Tell me about it!" I said smiling.

"If it wasn't for Mum and Dad helping me out, I don't know where I'd be. They wouldn't help when I was with John. They also said he was a waste of time and they hated him!"

I nodded my understanding.

"Actually..." she said a bit sheepishly, "talking of Mum and Dad, I have another favour to ask of you?"

"Fire away!" I told her.

"I don't like to ask to be honest, you've been so good, but my parents called my mobile while I was out and offered to buy the twins some new clothes... so I was wondering..."

"Of course Catherine can stay longer! I told you, they're all welcome whenever, even overnight if you want!"

"Are you sure? I mean, you've been so good already and I don't want to take advantage of your good nature?"

"You're not!" I told her. "And I wouldn't let you!"

Kim laughed.

"You are an angel!" she said coming over and kissing me on the lips.

"Mmm..." I laughed, "THIRD hand ketchup!"

Kim laughed again.

"Oh I'm sorry, I forgot about that, thanks to Catherine!"

"Don't worry about it!" I said, handing her a tissue to wipe her mouth.

Once she'd done that she kissed me again, only this time, she let her lips linger a little longer.

The more I saw of Kim the more I liked her. She was pretty and had a very sexy body on her. I was also taken by Donna and Adam. They were both very cute to look at, although I hadn't spent much time with them as yet, a situation I was hoping to rectify as soon as I could.

Catherine was full of herself, telling her Mum about the films we'd watched, going on the computer, although she left out certain bits like the pictures, getting upset, and of course, the sex.

"Sounds like you've had a right old time... hope you behaved?"

"Didn't even know she was here!" I told her.

Kim smiled, satisfied that Catherine hadn't played me up.

"Can we stay here as well?" the twins chirped.

"No you can't. Nanny and Granddad are going to buy some new clothes for you. They can't do that without you being there can they?"

Although they were pleased about the new clothes, they both looked disappointed.

"Another time? You're always welcome!" I interjected.

This news brightened them both up. "Talking of which," Kim said, "I best get moving. I said I'd meet them at 1.30 at the shopping centre, if everything was okay."

Kim pulled her mobile phone out and pressed a button.

"Mum, hello it's me... yeah fine... David said it's okay she can stay with him... yeah he's a love..."

I felt a little embarrassed hearing myself described like this. I'd been called many things in my lifetime, but never that.

"Yeah okay, 1.30... yeah usual place... give my love to Dad... bye!"

"I've been called quite a few things," I said with a laugh, "especially by my ex, but never a love!"

Kim laughed.

"She made a big mistake in letting you go I reckon!"

I laughed as I reached into my wallet and pulled out a business card.

"This has my numbers and email on it, so you can always call if there's a hold up or something."

"Thanks!" Kim said, "L1et me scribble my mobile down for you."

I handed her a pen and sheet of paper and she wrote on it.

"Come on you two!" she said to Adam and Donna, "And you carry on being good!" she said walking over to Catherine giving, her a hug and a kiss.

At the door Kim thanked me again, put her arms around me and kissed me, briefly slipping her tongue into my mouth, before leaving.

As soon as her Mum had gone, Catherine was at my side.

"Can I take my dress back off now?" she asked.

"Of course..." I told her

"What about my knickers?"

"I want to take them off you!" I said laughing and giving her a little wink. "Are you in a sexy mood now then?"

Catherine nodded.

"You can say it you know..."

"Can we do sex?" the little 8 year old asked sweetly.

"What's the magic word?" I said teasingly, expecting her to say "please".

"NOW!" she said.

I collapsed with laughter. I love pre-teens! They say what they mean, unlike most conniving adults.

I held my hand out and Catherine led me to the bedroom. As soon as we were in there she was tugging at my shorts and boxers. She had them off before I even realised she'd done it. I dropped onto my knees and took my time slipping her knickers down and off. As she stepped out of them, I noticed her hand briefly moving to her slit where she gave her love button a quick rub before climbing up onto the bed. I lay next to her and wrapped my arms around the 8 year old, before we kissed passionately.

As our tongues searched each others mouths, Catherine took one of my hands and moved it between her legs. She was obviously very horny and there was wetness there already. I ran my finger along her smooth hairless slit and her legs opened automatically. My thumb moved to her nubbin making tiny circular motions, and she moaned into my mouth, while pushing her mound harder against me. My finger tip searched for her hole and soon found it's hot, wet slippery target.

As I wormed my thick digit into her, I waited to feel the barrier of her hymen... and didn't find it. Although of course she was very tight at that age, nothing stopped my finger and it went straight into her body. I continued to finger fuck the little girl as we both came up for air. I felt her little hand curl around my cock and she started a rhythmic motion.

"Ooh... ooh... nice!" she gasped as my finger slid in and out of her small love tunnel.

I moved my head down to her chest and took each of her little nipples into my mouth in turn as I continued to finger her. I gentle nibbled on her tiny pink nipples, making them stand out a little.

"Mmm... lick me Uncle Dave... please lick my pussy..." she gasped.

Never one to disappoint a sexy little girl I moved further down, leaned over her and licked her slit from top to bottom, before coming back and flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue. This sent her well on her way to orgasm, and opening her up with the fingers of one hand I stuck my tongue in her as far as it would go.

"Ooh... yes... YES... oh that's nice..." she sighed as my little 8 year old lover reached her peak, her hand having stopped its movement on my cock now, Catherine concentrating on her own pleasure.

I let her orgasm take its natural course. This little girl certainly didn't hold back as she screeched and shrieked, gyrated her hips and pushed back hard against my mouth. Little Catherine certainly knew what she liked!

When she calmed down a bit, I saw the now familiar dreamy look on her face.

"THAT was so nice..." she said, as I moved back up and kissed her lips. "I can taste my pussy on you!" she continued.

"Sorry!" I said.

"That's okay. I like the taste of pussy...."

My mind whirled again. Did she mean she liked the taste of her OWN pussy... or... No don't be stupid I chastised myself, how could she have... but...

Once again, things weren't adding up properly, but I put it to the back of my mind for now. Catherine's soft little hand was back into a rhythm on my cock as I lay next to her. She suddenly got up and leaned over me, looking up at me with that heart melting smile I'd seen when I'd first met her.

"I got to pay you back now!" she said in her sweet little voice,

I was puzzled and to be honest, hadn't a clue what she was rambling on about, but without further ceremony or words spoken, her head came down and I felt her warm wet lips on the tip of my cock.

"Ooh... oh my god!" I gasped.

This was unexpected but VERY welcome as Catherine teased the tip of my cock with her tongue. She then took me about an inch into her mouth, sucking and swirling her little tongue around. God she was good... too good really, but I wasn't complaining. Believe me I'd had some blow jobs in my time; from women, little girls and little boys, but this was in the top three, and I thought she was unbelievable. However, unbeknown to me at that time, the biggest surprise was yet to come.

I knew I wouldn't last much longer with this sort of treatment, I knew that much. I could feel the cum rising within me, and somehow so could Catherine. I heard Catherine take a deep breath just as I went to warn her I was about to cum. As I felt the first spurt, Catherine's head went back down... and down... and down!

Someone had taught this little 8 year old how to deep throat, as ALL of my cock disappeared into her mouth and down her tiny throat. This blew my mind and I cum like I'd never cum before!

Spurt after spurt pumped into her and I could feel her throat working, swallowing down every last little drop. She never struggled for breath, she didn't gag, nor did a single drop leak out, she just swallowed and sucked until I had nothing left to give, before she finally took her lips off. My final shock was when she sat up a little, looked at me, and then smiled, before opening her mouth wide show me she still had a mouthful of cum. Jesus that was erotic, and I watched amazed as she swallowed the last drop down.

I was absolutely exhausted after cumming so hard, and I lay there just cuddling my little lover.

"That was the best!" I said to her kissing her head. "Where did you learn that?"

Catherine went very quiet.

"That was the nicest anyone has ever done that..." I told her honestly.

"That was how..." she started, then stopped.

Once again she suddenly realised she was saying too much and I could feel her little body start to quiver again

"Okay... okay..." I said stroking her hair and trying to calm her down before she got upset again.

"You don't have to say anything... but you have done that before though?"

She nodded.

NOW I was getting somewhere, although she was only confirming what I'd already worked out.

"Was it your Daddy?" I asked her, starting with the most logical person.

Catherine shook her head. Now that was a body blow. I'd expected her to nod yes to that one. Now I was really confused as I'd somehow convinced myself it had been her father.

"Granddad? Uncle?"

Again a shake of the head. I was running out of ideas. In desperation I asked her "a teacher?"

Once again her head shook and now I was REALLY clutching at straws.

"Nanny? Mummy?"

None of those either.

Obviously someone had taught her, and in my opinion had taught her very well if the blow-job she'd just given me was anything to go by, but Catherine couldn't or wouldn't, I'm not sure which, tell me the full story. Little by little I knew I'd get there. I just had to be patient... and I had all the time in the world!

I cleaned myself up with tissues, but not surprisingly, my cock remained stiff, especially when little Catherine wrapped her hands around it again. It felt extremely sensitive now, and jumped at her touch.

"Gently sweetie..." I coaxed her.

I'd never been ready so soon before, but felt I'd be okay if she was gentle enough. She rubbed me gently for a couple of minutes and then stopped. She then climbed up and straddled my lower stomach, before she expertly began to rub my cock along her slit. Like a pro, she held my cock at an angle so the tip was in contact with her love button, thrusting herself back and forth against it for a couple of minutes, giving little gasps. Then she sat up a little more and I felt her guide it to the entrance to her tight little hole. Slowly but deliberately, I felt my cock forcing her smooth hairless pussy lips apart as the tip of my cock entered her.

"Oh god... oh Jesus Christ..." I gasped as Catherine lowered herself down further and further until half of my cock was inside her.

She didn't stop there either. She continued until her little pussy had swallowed all of my cock and then slowly but deliberately, started to move up and down it.

Oh... my... god... I thought to myself. SHE'S fucking me!

"Ooh yeah..." she gasped as I started to thrust back.

We slowly built up the rhythm and as we got faster, I thrust a little deeper. I grunted with each thrust and she moaned with pleasure. Soon I had hold of her by the hips and I was fucking this little 8 year old girl properly, as if she was some back street whore I'd picked up. Catherine showed no signs of discomfort at all, and all her sounds were genuine sounds of pleasure. As I fucked the little girl, her hand came down and she began to rub her tiny clit to heighten her pleasure.

I was soon at the point of no return as was Catherine. She was now panting and pleading for me to fuck her harder and faster. Although I'd had an orgasm not long ago, I simply couldn't hold back and had yet another explosive cum, filling her immature womb with my baby making seed. It wasn't anywhere near as much as when she'd sucked me off, but it was still more than enough for her little love tube to cope with. As the last of the hot sticky liquid drained from my body, Catherine collapsed onto me, kissing me deeply with my cock still embedded in her 8 year old body.

We hugged and kissed one another, basking in that wonderful warm afterglow of love making, which was always much nicer after making love, rather than fucking, a little girl... or boy! I stroked Catherine's lovely bum cheeks which were spread a little because she was leaning over me. I kneaded them, caressed them, and explored her wrinkled little rosebud with my finger tip, as my mind drifted.

I was brought out of my reverie by the sound of my phone ringing. I reached for it on the unit next to me, my cock still inside the 8 year old little girl.

"Hello?"

"Oh hello David, it's Kim. I'm not disturbing you am?"

I looked down at my softening cock buried in Kim's 8 year old daughters pussy, and swallowed hard.

"Er... no..." I replied, hoping I didn't sound guilty.

"You sound out of breath. Hope she isn't wearing you out!"

I laughed and thought "if only you knew". Oh the irony!

She continued.

"She's full of energy that one, always on the go and never knows when to stop!"

Fucking hell, you can say that again, I thought to myself.

"Anyway, I know I've really imposed on you already, but did you mean it when you said to the twins they could come over any time?"

"Yeah course I did!" I said.

At that moment, Catherine decided she was going to thrust her pussy on my cock again. Oh god I thought, not while your Mum's on the phone... please! I liked the direction the telephone conversation was taking.

"Could I impose on you further?"

"In what way?" I asked.

Although I had a feeling what was coming, I didn't want to sound too eager.

"Well... it's been ages since I had a night to myself... and I've been coping on my own since I kicked John out 3 months ago... and Mum and Dad want to treat me to a drink and a meal... and..."

"Would you like me to take all three off your hands overnight?"

"Err... well yes. I'll understand if it's too much... it's just..."

"Kim! KIM!" I shouted, to stop her in her tracks as she was waffling again.

Catherine had lifted herself off me now and I could see my cum trickling down the inside of her thighs.

"It's fine. In fact it'd be a pleasure!" I told her.

"Heaven's missing an angel!" she said with relief. "Cath's got a key, she can pop in and get the bits they'll need!"

I looked at Catherine who was again playing with her little cummy slit.

"Don't worry, we'll sort it!"

"I'll drop the other two in about an hour if that's okay?"

"No problemo!" I told her jovially.

"You're a darling..." she told me, and then said quietly, "I'll find a way to make it up to you! See you soon! Bye!"

With that she was gone. Catherine was going to town rubbing herself, and was close to cumming yet again. She seemed insatiable, as she gasped and moaned, one hand rubbing her clit, the other hand round the back of her fingering her bum hole. I let her finish as it was so erotic watching this chubby 8 year old fingering both her holes. The insides of her thighs were covered in semen which had dribbled out of her, some of which rapidly drying.

After Catherine had cum, I watched her put her fingers in her mouth and she sucked them clean. This included the finger she'd used on her bum as well as her little pussy.

"Enjoying yourself?" I asked her.

Catherine nodded.

"Well, we best get cleaned up. That was your Mum on the phone and guess what?"

"What?" she asked curiously.

"You're gonna stay the night!" I told her.

Catherine grinned from ear to ear.

"And..." I continued, "...so are Donna and Adam!"

"Cool!" Catherine said enthusiastically. "Can I sleep in here with you?"

Normally I'd have not hesitated had she been staying alone, but with the twins staying as well, I wasn't so sure. If they mentioned to Kim that Catherine had slept in my bed with me, my status as "angel" may well change, and I didn't want that, nor did I fancy being strung up by my balls!

"We'll see!" I said simply, and left it at that.

"Come on young lady... bathroom....NOW!" I said as sternly as I could manage, playfully slapping her bum to let her know I was joking.

She jumped off the bed and kind of waddled to the bathroom, due to the ropes of semen running down her legs. I placed her in the bath and handed her the shower head.

"Get yourself cleaned up quickly, as I need your help to get yours and the twins things for tonight."

I left her to it and went to get myself some clean clothes. Within twenty minutes Catherine was clean and dressed, and no one would have guessed that less than half an hour ago I was fucking this little 8 year old pre-teen!

It seemed strange being in Kim's flat for the first time, especially with her not being there. It was spotlessly clean, but very sparsely furnished with only the basics. You could tell that it hadn't always been this way. There were gaps were the TV used to be and that sort of thing.

"Come and see my room!" Catherine said, dragging me by the hand leading me in.

I was pleasantly surprised. It was what I called a proper little girls room and beautifully decorated. The wallpaper of course was "Barbie", and cuddly toys were scattered all over the place. I sat on the bed for a moment, pondering the fact that this was where my little 8 year old lover slept every night. The little 8 year old, who only half hour ago, I'd buried my cock inside.

"Help me choose?" Catherine said opening up a drawer.

I looked in and saw it was full of Catherine's knickers.

"You chose which knickers I should wear?" she told me.

I had a look and they were all colours and designs. Eventually I pulled out two pairs that I liked. The first were a vivid purple pair with the legend "Gorgeous!" emblazoned across the front, and the second I chose were white, printed with little red roses all over them. Catherine pulled out a nightie, two tops, a skirt, pair of shorts and two pairs of socks.

"Bloody hell Cath!" I laughed, "How long you coming for?" I asked her.

"Forever!" she said, grinning back at me.

"I wish!" I told her. "I think that's enough! Okay, now for the twins."

Catherine again led me by the hand into the twins room.

"Show me where their clothes are," I asked her, as I looked around the room.

Again, the room was immaculately decorated to look like the seaside, and contained two beds. Catherine opened a drawer which again was full of knickers, but were obviously smaller. I pulled out a pair of lime green ones which had "Cute!" across the front, together with a lemon pair that had a big red love heart on the front.

Catherine opened another drawer. This time it was filled with little boy's underpants. I decided to get two pairs of pants out, as I was never keen on little boys in boxer shorts. I pulled out a pair of "Spiderman" ones, and a plain pair of light blue ones for Adam which I chucked into the carrier bag Catherine had already put the rest of the clothes into. I was tempted to peek into Kim's bedroom just out of curiosity, but resisted the temptation, and we made our way back into my flat.

I put "Mary Poppins" in the DVD at Catherine's request and made some coffee. I heard my email ping in the bedroom, so I wandered in and opened it up. It was from the same man who'd emailed me earlier. He said he'd run some software which compared the image details against the one I'd uploaded and those which he had downloaded automatically, and he thought he had found the rest of them. He said he would email me in about forty five minutes time to confirm. If they were the ones, he would zip them up, and upload them to my private space at the forum, which we always referred to as "the club". I sent him a reply thanking him for his efforts, and said I looked forward to hearing from him soon.

I then heard a knock at the door, and opened it to find Kim with the twins, both of whom rushed me and gave me a big hug.

"Thanks for letting us stay Uncle David!" they both said as they rushed in to find Catherine.

"Uncle?" I said to Kim

"Mark of respect!" Kim said, putting her arms around me. "Thanks for this!" she whispered, as she kissed me passionately.

When she broke away she said, "I have to dash David. Got to get changed, Dad's picking me up soon!"

"No problem!" I told her., You go and do what you have to do, and enjoy yourself! Don't worry about them, and there's no rush in the morning! I'll make sure they're properly fed and watered!"

"You're a star!" she said, before disappearing to her own flat.

Kim was wearing a tight pair of light grey ski pants and I watched her little arse wiggling as she walked away. I wondered if her daughter got her love of things anal from her mother.

I ambled back into my front room to find the three of them arguing.

"OI!" I shouted.

All three stopped dead in their tracks and there was instant silence.

"Okay, what you arguing about?"

All three started talking at once.

"One at a time..." I said. "Catherine what's up?"

"Adam wants to watch Spiderman... me and Donna want to watch Shrek!" she explained.

"Is that all?" I laughed. "That's easily solved! Adam and I will watch Spiderman in here... and you two can watch Shrek on the other one in my room okay? Problem solved!"

All three of them nodded. I instructed the girls to follow me to the bedroom and I loaded Shrek in the DVD player. Catherine climbed up on the bed, and I picked Donna up for the first time. She was as light as a feather and as I did, she put her arms around me tightly and kissed me.

"Thank you for letting me stay Uncle Dave!" she said with a big smile.

I had my hands cupped round her bum and copped a quick feel, more to see if she reacted than anything, which she didn't.

"You're welcome babes!" I told her, kissing her on her little button nose.

She was a pretty little girl, and I hoped she would be as responsive as her big sister. Time will tell, I thought as I placed her on the bed next to her sister. As she made herself comfortable, I noticed she'd drawn her legs up and I got a nice view of her knickers. They were plain white with blue polka dots on them. I hoped that I'd get a chance to explore inside those at some stage. I left them to it and returned to Adam.

I popped Spiderman Two into the player and sat down. "Uncle Dave?" the cute little 6 year old asked.

"Yes mate?"

"Can I come and sit on your lap please?"

"Of course you can!" I said patting my lap.

Quick as a flash, Adam climbed up on my lap. He was a very cute lad as well, sharing many of the features of his twin sister. His hair was short, a mousey brown colour, and he had the same button nose. He was dressed in a tight pair of jeans, and an England football shirt. A pair of trainers were on his feet, which I told him he could take off if he preferred, which he did. The film started and the boy laid back on me as we watched.

During the film I wanted to test Adam out, so I began rubbing his smooth little tummy under his shirt. He didn't react in any way, and I was contemplating moving my hand over the front of his jeans when he suddenly jumped up. Shit, I thought to myself. He's sussed out what I'm up to and he's about to create about it.

"Uncle Dave?" he said.

Here it comes, I thought to myself taking a deep breath.

"I need a wee!" he told me.

I paused the film, breathed a big sigh of relief, led him to the bathroom and left him to it. It suddenly occurred to me that the girls were extremely quiet, so I crept to my room and peeked in. It was a nice sight. Both girls had taken their dresses off and were laying there in just their knickers... sound asleep! The room was very warm, so I could understand why they'd done it. I noticed my incoming email icon flashing, having turned the sound off earlier. I wanted to check it, but waited until all the kids were sleeping.

"Uncle Dave! Uncle Dave!" I heard Adam calling me. "Can you help me please?"

Yet again, I was impressed at how polite all three of them were. They never forgot their manners and it was always "please" and "thank you".

I walked into the bathroom and saw Adam in a state of panic.

"What's up matey?" I asked him.

"My zips stuck!" he told me, "and I'm bursting for a wee!"

"In that case, we have a problem don't we?" I told him.

I sat on the toilet seat and motioned him to me. I tugged at the zip, but it refused to move. Adam was starting to panic even more.

"I'm gonna wet myself!" he cried, close to tears.

I tried calming him down.

"Don't worry, I'll have it down in a moment!" I told him confidently. "And anyway, it wouldn't be the end of the world if you pee'd your pants would it?"

The little boy shook his head. Then I whispered like it was a state secret.

"Even I've done it..." I confessed.

This seemed to calm him down a bit as I continued to tug at the stubborn zip, which was still refusing to budge.

Little Adam was into the "dancing stage" now, hopping from foot to foot, desperate to relieve himself.

"Hmm..." I pondered aloud, "looks like its going to have to be brute force!" I told the boy.

I undid the top button and told him to take his shirt off as I didn't want to damage it. Adam quickly pulled it over his head.

"Okay matey, I'm going to force it open! I'll try not to hurt you..."

With that, I took hold of each side of his waistband in each hand and pulled as hard as I could. I heard the sound of the zip teeth coming apart and the job was done. Adam smiled a beaming smile at me as he realised I'd done it, although the force at which I'd done it knocked him off his feet. He quickly stood up and whipped his jeans right down and off. I noticed the small bulge in his underpants and could clearly see his little cock was stiff... the little 6 year old was piss proud!

His tight pants fitted his little body like a second skin. They were plain white with "Scooby Doo" printed on the front. His stiff little cock made Scooby's nose stick out which I found amusing. Adams hand's came up to the waistband to pull them down when I spotted a wet patch spreading across the front, making the white turn a faint yellow in colour.

Adam started to get upset that he was just too late. I grabbed the little boy under the arms and lifted him into the bath.

"Don't panic mate!" I said to him as he pulled his pants down.

I quickly turned him sideways by the shoulders, as his urine was spraying forward towards me due to his little cock being stiff. I didn't mind it, in fact I was hoping to play water sports with all of them at some stage, but at the right time and the right way.

Adam was still trying to get his pants off and his stream was flying everywhere. I moved forward towards him and took his little cock in my hand and pointed it downwards so that it stayed within the confines of the bath.

Adam giggled

"Oops...sorry!"

I laughed.

"It's okay mate," I told him with understanding, "it's hard to control when your willy's stiff isn't it?"

Little Adam nodded as he giggled again. He seemed to be relieved that I understood. I took the opportunity to have a good look at both his cock and his little bum while he finished. This was one very cute little boy. His bum looked nicely rounded and firm, and his little cock was a nice size for his age. He was uncircumcised with a little bit of skin dangling from the end of it... just the way I liked them. Eventually his flow stopped and I shook his cock to get the last drips off before I let go.

"Thank you!" Adam said, "...and sorry!"

"No problem!" I told him again. "Shame though, as I like your Scooby Doo pants!"

I looked at them sitting in the bottom of the bath, and then picked them up.

Holding them up I said to Adam, "I'll wash these for you and they'll be dry in no time!" Then in a whisper, "No need to mention this accident to the girls eh?"

Adam smiled at me.

"And you won't be wearing those jeans ever again!"

"They're old anyway," the boy told me.

I lifted a naked Adam out of the bath and ran the tap to rinse away the urine in the bottom. Once that was done I filled it with warm water about a third of the way and lifted him back in.

"Right, let's wash you down young man. You don't want to smell of wee do you?"

Little Adam shook his head as I reached for the flannel and soap and handed them to him.

"Could you do it for me please Uncle Dave... Mummy says I never do it properly!"

"If you want me to," I told him, "you sure?"

Adam nodded. I wet the flannel, added some soap, and started to wash his tummy and back. Then I made my way up and down his legs. I rinsed him off and then dropped the flannel before soaping up my hands. After working up a lather I began washing Adams bum cheeks. They were, as I'd suspected earlier, firm and smooth to the touch. As I washed him Adam opened his legs and then reached behind him pulling his tiny bum cheeks apart. My soapy fingers reached into the crack of his bum and rubbed along it, before I probed his tight little boy hole. Adam bent over, still with his cheeks pulled apart as if he was inviting me to put my finger in. I made sure my finger tips were very soapy and slippery before I probed further. I met a little of the usual natural resistance at first, but then suddenly his tight wrinkled rosebud opened up and allowed my digit to invade.

Adam bent over a little more and pulled his bum cheeks apart as much as he could, as my finger inched further past his sphincter and into his rectum. My finger was in a reasonable amount now and I started to move it in and out, building up a gentle rhythm, finger fucking this little boy's bum. I'm sure I felt him pushing back onto my finger trying to get more in.

My other soapy hand made it's way up between the boys legs and they automatically opened. My hand made contact with the little boys tight ball sac, gently caressing and washing them at the same time. I heard a little noise escape from Adam. Was that a moan of pleasure? My hand moved up a little more and found his little cock was stiff as a nail, or should that be a drawing pin? I withdrew my finger from his bum and Adam stood up. Gently, I pulled his little foreskin back to expose the head of his cock and he winced a little.

"Sorry," I told him, "but have to make sure your clean!"

"It's okay," he said, "just that it's not been pulled back before, not even when..."

He suddenly stopped himself. Bloody hell, I thought to myself. Not Adam as well.

"What was it you going to say matey?" I said jovially, as I took his little cock between my forefinger and thumb and gently wanked him.

"Nothing!" the little boy replied nervously.

I noticed him start to shake as well.

"You don't have to be scared... honest. You can tell me anything. I won't tell anybody I promise!"

Like his sister, Adam stayed silent. I decided not to pursue it as I continued wanking his cock.

"Feel nice?" I asked him.

Adam nodded.

"Has someone done this before with you?"

Adam shook his head... then very sheepishly, nodded.

"Do you want to tell me who?"

Adam shook his little head, and then very quietly mumbled "Can't!"

I left it there as I felt Adam judder as to a dry cum. I stopped, knowing how tender it became at that age after a dry orgasm.

"Will you kiss me?" Adam asked.

As I leaned forward to do as he asked, he shook his head and pointed downwards. He wanted me to kiss his little cock! I knelt down and kissed the end, swiping it with my tongue and giving it a suck, taking all of the little boy's length and his balls into my mouth in the same go. He tasted so sweet. It had been a long time since I'd had a little cock in my mouth.

When I pulled off him, he whispered "Thank you. That was nice... nicer than the last time!"

Last time? I thought to myself. He must be talking about the last time "someone" done it to him. I wondered who. I lifted him out into a warm towel and he rushed into the front room to dry off.

Maybe the answer was sitting in the email awaiting my attention in my mailbox.

Maybe.

Adam's comments came as a bit of a surprise, but it didn't shock me. All I had to do now was find out about Donna, although deep down, I didn't need to really. It was obvious that they'd all had some previous sexual contact, which didn't bother me particularly. What DID bother me was the fact that both Catherine and Adam appeared very scared about talking about it. In fact, I'd go as far as to say that Catherine seemed petrified! It also seemed to give them both a very casual attitude towards sex.

After our little impromptu bathroom session, Adam trotted back to the front room in his clean Spiderman pants and carried on watching his film. I went quietly into the bedroom where the two girls were sleeping quietly. They looked a lovely sight; 8 year old Catherine in just a pair of lemon knickers stretched tightly across her puffy mound, and 6 year old Donna in her white ones with little blue dots. I quietly sat in front of my PC and opened up the email. It read:

"Dear Friend, I have found the series you requested. It is quite a big one with about 100 or more pictures and a number of video files as well. I have loaded it to my private space and you can download them within the next 24hrs or it will be removed. The password is xxxxxx."

I hit the reply button and told him I couldn't thank him enough, and set my PC to download the encrypted rar file. While that was doing, I poured a coffee and smoked a cigarette. I felt like an expectant father waiting for his child to be born, but I hoped it would give me some answers.

Once the download completed, I burned the file to a disc and shut the PC down in the bedroom, before I crept out quietly so as not to disturb the sleeping girls. With the disc in my hand I went to the front room and booted up my laptop. Adam looked up briefly.

"Alright squirt?" I asked him.

He beamed back a smile which told me he was fine. With a feeling of trepidation, I put the disc in and entered the password I'd been given. It flashed up a warning about the contents being VERY graphic, and I felt my stomach tighten. I HAD to do this. I had to find out what had gone on, so I clicked on open to view the contents.

"What you doing?" Adam suddenly said.

I jumped out of my skin!

"Er... just some work stuff squirt!" I told him. "You watch the film yeah?"

Adam nodded and went back to the film, as the first image came up. Bingo! It WAS Catherine. Actually it was Catherine, Donna and Adam! The three of them were sitting on a sofa in their school uniforms and it looked just like any school photograph any parent would be pleased to have hanging on their wall for anyone to see. Three smartly dressed, happy and smiling photographs of siblings together. I flicked through the next couple. Again, they appeared to be school photos, although this time they were individual ones. A smiling Catherine in her gingham school dress, smiling for the camera, followed by Donna dressed the same smiling, and finally Adam in his white shirt and school tie. But then the theme of the images started to change.

In the next six or so images, all three were showing off their underwear for the camera. Catherine had lifted her dress up and was showing off her white knickers to the camera, from the front and the back. I have to say the shot from the back was incredibly sexy. She had her dress lifted up and she was facing the camera at an angle. Her knickers had been positioned in such a way that they were a little way down, and showed the top of her delicious little bum crack. Donna and Adam posed in a similar fashion in theirs. Whoever had taken these certainly knew how to get the best of the children.

The next little set showed them undressed and naked, little Donna laying back on a bed with her legs apart, showing her smooth hairless pussy to the world. Catherine with her bum to the camera, pulling her little lips apart, and Adam, his stiff uncut little cock sticking up hard like a little soldier on parade. I looked over to him briefly and he caught me looking. Again he smiled. I looked from him to the Adam on my screen and back again. I smiled back, giving him no indication of what I was looking at.

I went further into the images, and they got more graphic the further I looked. There were images of the three of them sucking a cock, although you never saw the man of course, and there were no clues as to where they were taken either. There was folder called "Adam & Eve" so I opened that up. It showed Adam and Donna. Donna was sucking Adam's cock, and he was licking her little pussy. Other shots showed Adam with his cock buried in her pussy and bum. There were also images of Donna licking Adam's bum, and Adam licking Donna's bum. Another folder showed Adam and Catherine in similar positions, and there was a folder that showed Catherine and Donna in a very erotic pre-teen lesbian series.

I opened up a folder called "Extreme 1". These showed all three of them sucking an adult cock and their faces were covered in cum. The same adult cock was buried to the hilt in the girls pussies, and the little bums of all three of the children. Again, you never saw the man's face. In the next series, all three had a vibrator up their bums, and the girls had them sticking out of their pussies as well.

The next folder showed only 8 year old Catherine. She was bound to the bed by her hands and her ankles. This appeared to be the first of the series of pictures that had led me here in the first place. A message flashed up to say there was a video to go with these pictures, so I clicked on the link and a video folder came up. My heart was in my mouth, but I decided to grab a coffee to calm myself down before I viewed what was to come. I hadn't realised that Adam's film had finished.

"Uncle Dave?" Adam said quietly.

"Yes squirt?"

"Can I watch Finding Nemo?"

"Ah..." I said, "I don't have that one!"

"We have!" he beamed. "It's in the cupboard in the front room. I haven't seen it in a long time though, because Daddy got rid of the TV and player, but we have still got it because I've seen the box in there!"

"Okay, okay!" I said. "I'll pop and get it, but you'll have to come and show me, so pop your shorts on!"

Adam jumped u, rummaged in the plastic bag and found a pair of red shorts. They must have been pretty old as they were very tight on him and were "proper" shorts, not the baggy things most boys wear nowadays. I picked up Catherine's key and we went into Kim's.

In Kim's front room, Adam went straight to the small unit and opening the door, rummaged about inside it

"See!" he said triumphantly, "I told you we had it!" he said holding up the box.

"Smart as well as cute are you?" I said to him with a laugh.

Littler Adam nodded.

"Come on then squirt..." I said tousling his hair, "back to my place."

"Uncle Dave?" the small boy said looking up at me.

"Yes mate?"

"I really like you!" he told me

"I really like you too. You and your sisters. In fact, I LOVE all three of you!"

"Do you love my Mummy?"

That one took me by surprise and I wasn't sure what to say to him, so I ignored the question, although I felt sure it wouldn't be the last time he asked. One thing I'd learned about pre-teens is that you can't fob them off easily. "Come on... let's get back!" I said picking him up in my arms.

As we wandered back, I caressed his firm cute little bum. Adam rested his head on my shoulder and whispered "you can put your hand down there if you want... I don't mind!"

"Later perhaps..." I said to him.

As we got back into my flat I noticed the bedroom door was open and there was no sign of the girls in there. In the front room I spotted Catherine and Donna sitting in front of my laptop. Catherine was again crying, and although Donna looked upset, she wasn't.

Shit! I'd forgotten about what I'd been looking at, and hadn't even considered the fact that the girls might have woken up. Plus I HAD told Catherine she was welcome to use the laptop any time she wanted to.

I moved quickly to stop the video on the laptop.

"I didn't mean for you to see that darling..." I said soothingly to Catherine. "You okay?"

She nodded.

"Let's watch this shall we?" I said as Adam held up the DVD box.

"Mummy said we wasn't to watch it!" Catherine informed me.

"Why?"

"Don't know!" she said shrugging her shoulders. "All Mummy said was that we weren't allowed to watch it!"

"Well," I said, "Mummy's not here and I'm in charge, so I'll take responsibility!"

Adam had already loaded the disc into the machine and the intro started. In all honesty I wasn't paying much attention until I heard Donna shout.

"Look... it's Catherine!" she cried, pointing at the screen.

"That's NOT Finding Nemo!" Adam cried out.

Typical boy, I thought.

Catherine just sat there, her mouth open and not saying a word. I looked to the screen which had a picture of Catherine in her school uniform on it, with the caption underneath which read: "Pre-teen Schoolgirl Slut", which then changed to a series of titles... "This horny 8 year old takes every way! Watch her fuck and suck... bondage action... bukkake... s&m... You name it, SHE does it! The 8 year old pre-teen schoolgirl slut!" and then the screen faded.

When it came back up, it showed Catherine undressing from her school uniform. Suddenly a hand came into view and slapped her hard across the face, making her cry. A man could be heard laughing in the background. The man's hands appeared again, and he literally ripped Catherine's white school knickers from her. The scene faded and in the next one, Catherine was squatting on a man who had his cock deep inside her and was shoving her up and down on it roughly. It was clear she was in pain. At the same time, another man had hold of her hair and was fucking her mouth for all it was worth. Catherine was struggling for breath and clearly didn't like what was happening. I stopped the disc and moved over to Catherine, instructing Donna & Adam to take a DVD of their choice from the cabinet and watch it in the bedroom.

I put my arm around the 8 year old, hugged her to me and kissed the top of her head.

"Time to tell me sweetheart..." I whispered to her gently.

"I... I... can't..." she sobbed quietly.

"Yes you can!" I told her. "You have to now darling..."

"You don't understand!" she said shaking.

"Try me?" I coaxed.

Nothing.

So I tried again. I took her face in my hands and looked into her eyes.

"Listen..." I said gently, "I LOVE you, and your brother and sister. Have I ever hurt you?"

Catherine shook her head.

"Do you trust me?"

Catherine nodded.

"No matter what you tell me, no-one... and I mean NO ONE, no matter who they are, is ever, EVER going to hurt you, Donna or Adam ever again!"

"What about Mummy?" she said quietly.

"Nor Mummy!" I said. "Nothing's going to happen to you, because I won't let it! And that's a PROMISE!"

She looked at me with a tear stained face.

"THAT... IS... A... PROMISE!" I repeated slowly to her, and for the first time it looked like she believed me.

"Ready to tell me?"

Catherine nodded.

"In your own time sweetheart... take as much time as you need okay?"

I got up and got her a glass of water, and made sure the box of tissues were nearby. I was sure they would be needed.

I pulled Catherine onto my lap and hugged her close to me as she began. I wanted her to tell it in her own little way, and was determined not to interrupt her unless I needed to ask something.

"I... I... It was okay at first. It was friend of Daddy's. He used to touch me... you know... down there?" she said, pointing between her legs.

"I didn't mind... it felt nice... not as nice as when you do it though..."

She looked up at me and I smiled at her little compliment.

"Then he wanted to do more. I liked having my pussy licked, and it was nice when I sucked his willy... I liked it when the stuff shot out!"

Catherine seemed to be much more confident now, and I felt better about asking her questions I wanted the answers to.

"When did it start?" I asked.

"About 6 months ago I think... I'm not sure..." she told me. "But then he started getting really nasty..."

"What about your Dad? Was he doing it?"

Catherine shook her head.

"No... he didn't do anything. But he used to take us there, and he said we had to do whatever we were told!"

I nodded.

"I didn't like it when he tied me up... I mean the tying up was okay... but when he... he..."

Catherine started to sob again and I really felt for her. I hugged her to me and kissed her head reassuringly.

"It's okay poppet... take your time..."

"When... when he p... put this big plastic thing that looked like a willy... he put it inside me... he just... just shoved it straight into my minnie... my pussy he called it..."

I reached for a tissue and handed it to her. As Catherine wiped he eyes she continued.

"It hurt... I mean it REALLY hurt... and I screamed... and he... he just laughed!"

"Oh darling!" I said as I held her tightly in my arms.

I felt close to tears myself, but managed to hold it together as this sweet little girl struggled to get it all out.

"Did he put anything on it first? You know, to make it slippery or anything?" I asked.

I meant some sort of lubrication of course, but was sure she wouldn't know what I meant if I'd said that.

"No... nothing... he just pushed my legs apart and shoved it up hard! It really hurt!"

"I can imagine..." I said to her, although in reality I couldn't begin to imagine the excruciating pain she must have felt.

"And... and then he did it to my bum as well!" she told me.

I winced at the thought.

"He put these big metal peg things on my titties... that hurt as well... and if I didn't do what he wanted...when he wanted me to... or the right way... he slapped me... hard!"

She took a sip of the water and I gently rubbed her back.

"Did Mummy know what was happening?"

I felt her physically start to shake.

"No... I don't know... but I don't think so..."

"So how come she had that DVD?" I asked.

"I don't know... I didn't know she had it. We thought it was Nemo!"

"What about Donna & Adam?"

"I knew he was doing things with them too... I saw him... but I don't think they did all that stuff he made me do though."

Catherine was now like a tap. I'd turned it on and it had started as a drip, but now it seemed to be running at full pelt.

"What about that DVD there?" I asked.

"They were filming all the time, everything was filmed... and they took pictures all the time..."

"THEY?" I asked.

"He brought his friends round... they were all like him... smelly and horrible... they liked to hurt me... the more I cried or screamed the more they liked it..."

I nodded my understanding.

"Even when I couldn't breath because I had a willy going in and out of my mouth with that stuff coming out... or they all wee'd over me... one time there was six of them and they all stood round me in a circle... they were all playing with their willies... and then they squirted all their white stuff over me!"

Before I could say anything, she continued.

"They taught me all these dirty words and I had to use them or they'd slap me; cock, arse, pussy, cunt, cum, fuck...When they were doing things I had to say things like "Fuck me harder!" "Cum in my pussy!" Fuck my face!"... and I had to say it like I REALLY wanted it... so I did...but I stopped crying and screaming... I made it look like I was enjoying it because they seemed to like it if they thought I wasn't!"

I lit myself a cigarette, trying to take it all in.

"T... The thing is..." she started again, "I liked it... well not the hurting bit, but the sex... after the hurt... I liked fucking!"

I noticed she had started to use the other words now.

"I like sucking cock... I like to dee... d... I can't remember what they said it was called now... when you take all the willy down your throat... they said I was REALLY special because not many little girls can do that!"

Catherine sounded quite proud of the fact she could do it.

"Deep throat you mean?"

"Yeah that's it! I like to do that... I like it all... I even like it when people wee on me... and I like to wee on people as well... I just don't like the hurting part!"

"Don't you worry darling..." I told her, "no -ones ever going to hurt you like that again... I promise!"

I felt Catherine starting to shake and I done my best to soothe her.

"B... but he said..."

"Said what poppet? Come on you can tell me. You told me the rest..."

I heard her take a deep breath to steel herself. "He... he said if I told anyone... he would come and get us... and he would kill us! He had a big knife... and... and..."

Catherine started to cry. Actually, that's not quite right. Catherine started to SOB! The poor little mite sobbed her heart out, and I couldn't console her, no matter how much I tried. I let her cry herself out, and in that instant, I made a decision. This man was either going to jail for the rest of his natural, or he was a dead man walking. I favoured the second, but I had to find out who he was first.

When Catherine had eventually calmed down about thirty minutes later, I again looked Catherine in the eyes. I kissed her on the lips tenderly.

"No one's going to hurt you baby I swear. You will NEVER see that man ever again. I promise you!"

Catherine smiled. A smile that said that she actually believed what I'd said.

"That's about it really..." she said casually as if she'd just told me a fairy story.

"Just one thing sweetie..."

Catherine looked at me.

"Do you know his name?"

"I heard someone call him... what was it now..." She raised her finger to her mouth like she was trying to remember. "Ginger... I think it's because he had ginger hair!"

Okay, it wasn't much to go on I thought. Ginger. But it was a start. I looked round to see Adam & Donna were stood in the doorway, both looking extremely upset.

"You told! YOU TOLD!" they both screamed hysterically. "He'll come and get us... and..."

They both ran to me with tears running down their faces.

"We promised Cath.... and YOU told!" they screeched accusingly.

I hugged the three of them close to me.

"No one's going to get you! I don't care WHO said it! You're safe with me!" I told them.

Eventually I managed to get them all calmed down and I ordered a Chinese take away to be delivered. All three children ate ravenously, all the emotion having made them hungry and tired, and it wasn't long before they'd all dozed off.

I took the DVD to the computer in my bedroom and quickly copied it, before placing the original back in it's "Nemo" box. I quickly scanned the disc through to try and pick up any clues as to where it might have been filmed. Nothing. This "Ginger", whoever he was, had covered his tracks pretty well.

Hang on! I stopped the film and scanned backwards slowly. Yes I thought I'd spotted it. The hand that was thrusting a dildo into poor little Catherine. There was a home made tattoo on that hand but I couldn't quite work out what it said. I took a capture of it and loaded it into my sophisticated image software. I zoom and studied it over and over again. It was three letters... R... O... B ROB? ROB!

Okay I thought the hand my not belong to the mysterious "Ginger", but now I had more to go on. I decided to take the original disc back to Kim's place in case it was missed, after all, I now had a copy. I went to the front room and it made my heart feel good to see the three frightened children sleeping peacefully after all that had gone on. I picked up the key and made my way into Kim's.

I located the unit that Adam had got it from and opened the door. As I did, a load of things fell out. I noticed that one of them was a photo album. Guiltily, I flicked through it. Most of them were of the kids. One was very nice which showed the three of them in swimsuits on the beach with Kim, who was also in a bikini and looking very sexy. Obviously it was taken in happier days. I pulled that one out. I was about to give up when I spotted a wedding photo. So this was John? I took that out as well. Kim looked stunning in her wedding dress and I felt a little envious of John. He appeared a good looking man, but I assumed it was long before the drugs got hold of him. I couldn't see anything else that would help me and I went to put the album back, when a loose photo fell from the back. It was a picture of John... looking much different!

He was smoking a joint and holding up a beer can. But what got me excited, if that's the right word, was the fact that sitting with him was another man. A ginger haired man. I put that with the others and slipped the album back.

Feeling confident, I shot back to my flat and scanned the images into my PC, before returning them so they wouldn't be missed. Was this the mysterious "Ginger"? It had to be. The image had been taken from a bit of a distance, so I couldn't tell if this man had a tattoo or not as I sat there staring at the screen just wondering.

"That's him! That's Daddy's friend!"

Catherine had woken up, wandering around silently looking for me, and now stood in the doorway watching. I beckoned her over. She ran to me and I hugged her close.

"Is this the man that hurt you baby?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

Catherine nodded.

"Do you know if he has a tattoo at all?"

Catherine looked at me puzzled.

"Writing on his skin?" I explained.

"Er... yeah... yes he has!" she said suddenly recalling, "it says R... o... something... Roy..."

"Rob?" I suggested.

She thought for a moment.

"I think so... I'm sure it does... I only saw it once... R... O... B... yeah Rob!"

I punched the air.

"Got ya... you bastard!" I said out loud.

I edited the image so that I had an excellent head and shoulders shot of "Rob", and I could feel the adrenaline within me starting to pump. I knew I was getting close to him. I hugged and kissed little Catherine. I was doing this for her, Adam and Donna, but mostly for her. I was a paedosexual and I happily admitted it to myself. I liked sex with children, provided THEY wanted it too. Their pleasure meant as much to me as my own. But this piece of scum was a molester... a rapist... and was the reason people like me were given such a bad time, as we were all tarred with the same brush in most people's eyes. This fact alone made me hate him even more.

"How you feeling sweetheart?" I asked Catherine.

She flung her arms around me and hugged me tightly. Her lips made contact with mine and she kissed me, slipping her tongue into my mouth, searching for mine.

When she broke away she simply said "Safe!"

It was all I needed to hear. She took my hand and placed it between her legs.

"Finger me..." she whispered.

"Are you sure? After..."

She put her finger to my lips to silence me.

"Please... I want you to... I like sex with you... you're so gentle and kind..."

I gently rubbed her mound through her clothing, before slipping my hand up her dress and into her knickers. My finger found her wet and slippery little slit. As I rubbed her love button, she moaned into my ear as her hand squeezed my rapidly hardening cock.

"By the way..." I whispered in her ear, "you can use the dirty words if you want to... it turns me on... but it's up to you!"

"Mmm..."she sighed, "finger me Uncle Dave... rub my clitty and make me cum..."

I slipped her knickers down to above her knees and she opened her legs. Catherine then pulled her dress up and off over her head. She looked incredibly sexy standing there in just her knickers, pulled halfway down. Then the little 8 year old pulled my cock out and gently stroked me.

"Ooh... yeah... gonna cum..." she managed to get out as I continued rubbing her slit.

I felt her legs wobble and held her tightly to stop her from falling as pleasure waves began to ripple through her 8 year old body.

When she'd recovered, she dropped to her knees. Smiling she looked up at me and wrapped both hands round my cock. She looked angelic, but erotic at the same time.

"I'm going to suck your willy... would you like that?" she asked innocently.

I nodded.

"Would you like me to do it like before?" she asked as she flicked the tip of her tongue across the top.

Again I nodded.

"Would you like me to deep throat? Take all of your big man willy down my little girl throat?"

I couldn't speak. I could only nod.

"Do you want to cum in my mouth? Do you want me to swallow all of your lovely creamy cum?"

She had certainly taken on board the "dirty talk"... and it was working! I felt her lips encircle my manhood as she sucked and sucked. Then she came up, took a deep breath, before heading down and taking me deep into the back of her little throat. I closed my eyes. As much as I hated this "Rob", I had to reluctantly admire his teaching skills. I felt Catherine's lips sliding up and down my length. Then I felt her change as her tongue swirled round the head. I opened my eyes to find it was a naked Donna doing the honours. She was on her knees too next to Catherine who was instructing her. By the side of them, Adam was also naked stroking his hard little cock.

"So take a deep breath, relax... and then you do it..." Catherine was instructing her baby sister.

"Ready... now down..." she said holding the back of Donna's head and pushing her down.

Donna slid her lips right down about halfway before she started to gag and came back up.

"You're not doing it right Don..." Catherine told her. "You have to relax... and when you feel like gagging, stop... breath through your nose and then go further..."

I noticed Adam had picked up a round ended pen from my desk and was laying back on my bed gently fucking his cute little bum with it, while stroking his cock with the other.

I felt Donna trying again. Halfway down as her gag reflex kicked in, she stopped and I heard her breathing through her nose, her mouth stuffed with my cock.

"Now!" Catherine instructed, pushing Donna's head down.

I felt the tip of my cock hit the back of her throat.

"Yes!" Catherine clapped. "I said you could do it!"

Donna came back up and took her mouth off my cock, looking extremely pleased with herself.

"Wow... you clever girl!" I told her as I reached between her legs.

Catherine knew I needed to cum so she took over.

"You'll be REALLY clever when you can do this!" she told Donna proudly as she swallowed my cock down again, working her throat.

I could feel my cum rising and it started to pump out. Catherine swallowed and gulped, then allowed the rest to pool into her mouth. When I was done, she moved her mouth off me and then opened it to show me her last mouthful of gloopy thick semen. She then kissed her sister, transferring some to her. Before swallowing the rest, she coughed a little into her hand, and went over to little Adam on the bed. She took the pen from his hand, smeared the cum that she'd coughed up over his tight little hole and proceeded to fuck his bum hole with the pen while she leant over and sucked his little cock.

I lifted Donna up and stood her on my thighs. Her little pussy was directly in front of my face and I lapped at her honey pot like a thing possessed. Donna squirmed as I licked her little clit and tongue fucked her. I held her firmly by her sexy little bum to stop her falling. Adam was gasping as Catherine fucked his bum and sucked him off to a dry cum.

I turned Donna round and she immediately bent over ready for what I was about to do. I gently pulled her little cheeks apart and her wrinkly tight little bum hole was an inch from my face. I stuck my tongue into her poop chute, while I continued to rub her clit with my other hand. Catherine and Adam came over having finished on the bed, and I saw Adam drop to his knees and start sucking my cock. After a couple of minutes, I felt Donna shuddering to an orgasm. Despite having had an orgasm not long beforehand, these three children could work magic, and it wasn't long before I was shooting another load into Adam hot little boy mouth. He swallowed hard but couldn't manage it all, even though it was nowhere near the same amount as I'd given his big sister, and I watched as the goo trickled down his chin. He looked up at me and gave me a big cummy smile.

We were all exhausted and made our way to the bathroom. On the way the kids were whispering to each other. When we got there, Catherine said she had a surprise and I had to lay down in the bath tub. I did as instructed and lay down. Then Catherine climbed in and stood over me, a leg either side. Spreading her legs and pulling her pussy lips apart she started to piss. She knew I enjoyed this as she sprayed the amber liquid all over me. Once she was spent, she laid down with me and Donna climbed in, doing the same over both of us. When she was done, she laid on the other side and Adam jumped in. Holding his little cock in his hand, he sprayed his golden liquid over the three of us. I noticed Catherine and Donna open their mouths as they tried to catch some of it.

Eventually we all cleaned up, got dressed and I settled the kids down for the evening. I decided to have an early night as well, as I had the feeling tomorrow was going to be a very big day.

I let the three children sleep in my bed and I crashed out in my armchair. To be honest, it wasn't the night I'd originally had in mind, considering I had three sexy kids staying over, but it had been a very long day with all that had happened, and I felt physically and mentally exhausted. Despite how I felt, I still had trouble sleeping. Surprisingly, the kids slept pretty well, until I felt a little body climb under my cover with me. It was Adam.

"You okay mate?" I whispered to him.

"Bad dream!" he informed me.

I wasn't surprised. This "Rob" had scared these kids half to death. I hugged Adam's little body close to me and as I kissed the top of his head, I whispered back.

"Don't worry little man, the nightmare's going to end!"

I don't think he heard it though. He was already back to sleep.

I was next woken by the sound of the phone ringing.

"Hello?" I said sleepily.

"Hi Dave it's Kim... I'll be home in about half an hour. How have the kids been?"

"Brilliant!" I told her.

I decided to act like everything was normal. It wouldn't have been right to go into things over the phone. Besides, for all I knew, she might even have been part of it.

"The kids are still asleep," I told her.

"You're kidding me? Blimey I'll have to send them over to you more often!" she laughed.

"I'll see you soon then?"

"On my way," Kim said, "and thanks again Dave!"

"No problem!" I said as I put the phone down.

I woke Adam up and then went to find his sisters who were up and already having a wash.

"Better shift yourselves kiddos," I told them. "Mum's on her way!"

"Yeah!" they all chorused, and then all I saw, was three naked and semi-naked bodies running backwards and forwards into the bathroom.

I wandered into my room and got dressed. I tried to keep an open mind, but the more I thought about it, the more I convinced myself that Kim wasn't involved in this. At least I hoped she wasn't. Oh well, I'd soon find out.

Thirty minutes later Kim knocked, and as I opened the door, the children ran up the hallway screaming "Mummy!"

"I'll have to do this more often if I'm going to get this reaction!" she laughed.

If this was what she wore out last night, then she must have looked stunning I thought to myself, as Kim was dressed in a very tight clinging mini dress, which showed of her nice little body a treat. We went into the front room and all three kids were gabbling at once.

"Whoa troops!" I said in a loud voice. "Why not go into my room and play on the computer or watch a film for a little while, I want to talk to your Mum for a minute?"

They decided on a film amongst themselves and trotted off. I made a coffee for Kim and myself, and then sat down next to her as I lit a cigarette and offered her one.

"Good night?" I asked.

"It was... I can't thank you enough... I needed a break," she said putting her arms around me and giving me a peck on the lips.

I was trying to think of an easy way to broach the subject of the DVD, but decided there wasn't. I'd just have to ask.

"Kim... Can I ask you something?" I asked.

"Of course you can. This sounds serious though?" she replied, detecting the change of tone in my voice.

"It is... and I don't know how to say it to be honest. I think the world of you and the kids... and..."

Kim put a hand up to silence me.

"Then just say it, whatever it is!"

I took a deep breath and steeled myself.

"Who is Rob?"

There I'd said it, and almost wish I hadn't. At the mention of that name, I saw the colour literally drain from Kim's face. I saw her eyes well up and she was fighting back tears.

"H... how do you know about that bastard?" she asked.

"You obviously know him then?"

Kim nodded.

"How do you know him?" she asked quietly.

"I don't... but I intend to!" I told her.

"He is one nasty piece of work!" she told me.

"I gathered that!" I replied.

There was an uneasy silence for a moment or two.

"Fancy watching Nemo?" I asked her.

Kim started to shake. In fact, she was shaking so much, she had to put her cup down.

"H... how did... y... you know about that?"

"Adam wanted to watch it," I explained, "only we both know what's on that disc don't we?"

Kim started to sob as she nodded. I held her and let her cry until she composed herself.

"I assume there's an explanation?" I said.

Kim realised she was in a fix. The only way out was to tell me the full story.

"Rob..." she began, "was a friend of Johns. Well both of us I suppose, but more John."

I nodded.

"It's because of him that everything fell apart... BASTARD!" She almost spat the word. "It was him that got John onto the drugs you see... and... and then... he became his dealer!"

She started to cry again, and I hugged her close.

"I know it's difficult..." I said to her, "take your time okay?"

"Well at first he was only spending small amounts of money, but then he took more and more... lost his job because of it... then started to sell things from the flat..."

My mind flashed back to the missing TV in Kim's front room.

"When he ran out of things to sell, he stole. He stole from me, my parents... even his own family. His family won't have anything to do with him now. It's a shame, because they're nice people. We all tried to help him, but he didn't want to know, He was only interested in his next fix!"

Kim blew her nose.

"And then... it must have been around three months ago now, I had to go into hospital for a week."

I was listening intently.

"When I came out, the kids said they'd spent most of their time at "Uncle Robs". I asked John what that was all about, but he was so out of it by then, he didn't know what day of the week it was most of the time. He did say he owed Rob over £5000 for his drugs and if he didn't find a way to pay, he was going to hurt him!"

Kim was sobbing again as she said it.

"Rob offered to cancel the debt... and supply him for free... if... if..."

"If he could molest the kids and film them on a regular basis?" I finished the sentence for her.

"I swear to you, I didn't know until after... and I kicked John straight out!"

I believed her.

"And the DVD? Where's that come into it?"

"Rob came round one night threatening me. Then he said not to worry about the money, as it had been "paid in full" and he threw the disc at me. When I saw what was on it, I threw up for hours!"

"That's understandable," I said to her. "Did you not think about going to the police?"

Kim nodded.

"I did think about it, but it would have been his word against ours... and then social services might have taken the kids away... they're all I have now!"

I could see the logic in her decision. I wasn't a fan of them either.

"Have you spoken to the kids about what happened?" I asked

"Only Cathy," she said. "It seems only she suffered the violence. She said... she said she actually enjoyed it at first... you know the sex part?"

I nodded.

"But obviously not the hurt. I've done all I can to help her, but..."

"But what?" I asked

"I can't believe I'm going to say this... but she seems to crave sex now... well they all do... but especially Cath!"

"Well..." I said, "she's been awakened sexually hasn't she? Well, all three have..."

Kim gave me a puzzled look.

"What I mean is, okay she has suffered terrible abuse, there's no denying that and there's no excuse for it either... but like you said she actually enjoys the sex. She obviously wants the sex without the hurt, which is a natural thing."

Kim looked liked she sort of understood what I was saying.

"Let's face it and I'll be blunt, all girls have the same sexual parts you know..."

"Yeah... but..."

"But nothing!" I said. "It doesn't matter if your 8 or 28, if you get your clit rubbed the right way it feels nice! Same as Adam. If someone was to stroke his cock, it'd feel good! You don't have a little sexual feelings switch that gets flicked on at the age of 16 you know!"

Kim actually chuckled.

"I see what you mean... and I suppose you're right. I remember touching myself as a little girl in bed at night..."

She blushed slightly at the revelation.

"...and it felt good!"

"There you go then!"

"So how come you know so much? Are you... not sure how to say this to be honest... are you a pae...?"

"Are you asking me if I'm a paedophile?"

Kim nodded, her head bowed.

"No," I said firmly. "I'm paedosexual!" I told her.

Kim looked at me.

"A what?"

"Paedo - sexual" I told her. "I'm sexually attracted to children... but I don't molest them, nor do I rape them. It has to be consensual..."

I could see an understanding in Kim's face.

"I knew there was something. I saw it the first time I saw you with them. You were gentle and loving... and the kids adored you from the start. They normally shy away from men because of all this!"

"Children aren't stupid Kim, especially yours. Treat them as little adults, be honest, and show them love and affection. That's all I do, and if they respond in the right way, then I take it further."

"So does that mean you wouldn't have sex with a woman?"

I laughed.

"Ahem... I'm divorced remember? I have children of my own?"

Kim laughed with me.

"Forgot about that, so I take that as a no then? I'm in with a chance?"

"More than a chance!" I laughed as I pulled her close and kissed her. "Especially now my little "secret" is out. Does it bother you?"

"Not really!" she said. "They need someone to show them that sex is nice... done the right way with love and affection!"

Kim it seemed, was actually giving me permission to be sexual with Catherine, Adam and Donna.

"What about Rob?" she asked.

"Do you know where he lives?"

She nodded.

"I only ever went there once. The place is filthy but I'll never forget it!"

She wrote the address down on a piece of paper.

"What are you going to do?"

"Oh call a few favours in!" I said nonchalant.

"I better be getting home... maybe we could ALL pop back later?" she suggested with a sexy wink.

"I'd like that!" I smiled back, knowing I was in for a hot time.

"COME ON KIDS! TIME FOR HOME!" Kim called out.

After being smothered in hugs and kisses from all four, I suddenly found myself alone again, but looking forward to later.

Epilogue

It was a week or so later. Kim and I were cuddling up on the sofa together and the kids... well they were being kids, running around making a noise, playing on the computer, all three naked of course, when the local paper dropped through the letter box.

"Look! Look!" Catherine was shouting as she rushed in with the paper.

Kim looked at the front page and her hand went to her mouth.

"POLICE RAID CRACK HOUSE - MAN ARRESTED WITH LARGE QUANTITIES OF CLASS A DRUGS!"

There was a photo of Rob on the front page. The report also said they had found large quantities of child pornography showing violence during a search of the house

Suddenly mobile rung.

"Sorry..." I said, "I best take this... business!"

I walked into the hallway as I answered.

"Hello... yes... yes... brilliant... did you remove and destroy the ones I said about? Great... thanks... I owe you!"

"No problem!" the voice on the other end said.

"Cheers mate!" I appreciatively.

"You're welcome... see you Inspector!" the voice said to me before I hung up.

** Lonely Girl - The End **

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Author's Note: I did start a follow-up to this series which I've never posted. If enough interest is shown by readers, I will continue it. let me know via the forum! :)