Mikaela

Saturday couldn't come fast enough for me. Friday night I found it impossible to fall asleep despite all I wanted to do was get through the night so date night would come faster. I had never been on a date before, though I guess you could argue that's what Dad and I did when we went out together.

Speaking of which; he was very excited for me. I'm thoroughly spoiled rotten when it comes to clothes so we had gone shopping for my date. Adam would certainly enjoy what I had chosen. It was probably a little over the top, but I get such a kick out of being admired and impressing boys.

Ouch; sounds vain, don't it? Comes from being desired since I was five I guess.

In the end on Friday I got up and trotted naked off to Dad's bed. He was sound asleep but that didn't stop me from opening my legs and putting his thick fingers across my tiny slit. I put pressure on his fingers and two of them slipped between my inner labia, and I tugged them inside my hole. Dad's hand was deliciously cool on my warm and moist pussy. I looked at that handsome, somewhat rugged face of his that I love so much as I made him finger me. Dad slept through it; I know that because he had always let me know when he was awake in the past. Yes, I'd done this before when I couldn't bring myself to wake him up. Right now I just wanted to come to get myself completely at ease so I could get some fucking sleep. I rotated one of his fingers, struggling not to moan loudly, but a few whimpers escaped when I came. And I came hard, getting good and wet as I shook like a drunk in detox.

I got up, tucked Dad's arm back under the duvet, gave him a light kiss and went back to bed. Flopped face first into bed is more like it. It took me 10 seconds to fall asleep.

"Eager aren't we?" Dad asked me the next day.

I was. I'd been fidgeting all day. It was nerves as much as anything else, as I didn't know what to expect from Adam. I should have just flat out confronted him I suppose; it wasn't like me to be such a pussy. But I wanted to enjoy the date, not worry about being hurt and maybe have to kick his ass too.

Eventually it was time to leave. I came down the stairs and Dad looked so lovingly at me when he saw me dressed to kill. Hey, it's how I felt; totally sexy and desirable.

"Damn, girl, I didn't expect this when I sent you into the shop alone, you'll have that boy trembling with lust."

Just like any daughter and Dad, that's us.

"And she smells fabulous too," he said when I hugged him.

His erection felt massive as he felt up my ass. He was so going to regret not fucking me when I'd offered earlier.

"You're so going to fuck me before I can get out of the dress after the date, aren't you, Dad?"

"If you'll let me I would guess so."

"Oh, I'll let you. Sleeping with Jed didn't stop me from fucking you did it? I'd love to have a boyfriend, but I'll never give you up. I've kind of gotten used to this," I said feeling the huge bulge in his pants.

That was the first time I had admitted to giving myself to Jed. In the end, I have no secrets from Dad. I'd always planned on telling him but it had never really come up until right then.

"So you have done the boy? I kind of thought so," he admitted. "What are your plans for Adam?"

"Don't worry Dad, I'll try to wait for the second date," I said to him, smiling mischievously.

Teasing him never gets old. Tongue wise and verbally.

We kissed for as long as we could but eventually it was time to leave. We went out to the car; a brand new Mustang GT500 Convertible. It was a very blue, very impressive machine, which Dad had bought me for my sweet 16 birthday gift. In the meantime he would use it. I washed that sucker every week and spent more time on it than Dad does. We'd made love all over the thing. You haven't lived until you've been fucked on a hood while it was still warm from a drive. I hopped in the car next to Dad and when he grabbed the gear shift I grabbed his.

"Behave, girl," he told me, knowing full well I wouldn't while we were still on our property.

We didn't get far before Dad pulled to the side, shifting uncomfortably from his third leg. Grinning, I leaned over and opened the fly in his pants, prying his hot warm toy out of there. A single drop came oozing out of him as I sucked that huge head of his with my mouth. We were in a hurry so I sucked for dear life, squeezing the life out of his cockhead, my tongue doing maximum effort on the most sensitive areas of it. Dad's cock is like a wand, producing magic like pearls on a string. It pumped several massive volleys of spunk into my overfilled mouth, making me drool the sticky substance all over his crotch.

"Come on Dad, let's move," I told him after cleaning him up.

Dad didn't say a word, just drove away with a shit eating grin on his face.

Adam lives in an apartment building on the second floor. I rang the doorbell downstairs and he was the one that came over the intercom.

"Come on up," he said, sounding very eager.

I knocked lightly on his front door, anxious to see him. Adam had nice pressed pants on, and an untucked shirt that matched his purple shoes. His hair was combed, still shining with dampness so I supposed he had just showered.

"Hi Mikaela," he started and stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of me.

"Holy shit," he managed to croak out.

"You look nice," I told him while waiting for his jaw to shut again.

"Uhm, come on in," he told me as his parents wanted to say hi.

Adam stared at me as I went by him.

"Like it?" I asked Adam as I took a swirl for him, letting him see my backside in the white leather dress I was wearing. It showed off every curve of my ass.

Adam swallowed hard and could only nod. Even his Dad reacted to my dress. I interpret guy's looks pretty well and the man liked what he saw, there was no question about it. His Mom made no comment, just greeted me nicely and asked if I'd like something to drink before we went. I was very warm and accepted a glass of water. The parents were very talkative but Adam was just anxious to get out of there.

We did eventually leave and outside he finally managed to comment on my clothes.

"You look fantastic Mikaela. Just wow. The shoes are a nice touch."

I was wearing white converse shoes to match the dress. I hate wearing pretty shoes as this was much more comfortable.

Adam shifted his legs, a bulge starting to grow. Ignoring it I took Adam's hand and led him over to the car.

"That's one kick ass car you have, sir," Adam opened with when Dad stepped up to him.

"Thanks, want to sit up front with me?"

Adam looked to me, offering me the opportunity but I could see he was anxious to do it.

"Go ahead," I smiled at him.

Dad asked us where we wanted to go and Adam asked me what I preferred.

"I'd kill for a burger," I told him.

"You just read my mind," Adam told me.

The Mustang's engine roared to life and Adam had such a boyish reaction to it. I love cars myself so I could see where he was coming from. Adam turned and looked to me a few times, eyes going to my thighs which my dress had managed to creep up on. I just smiled lazily at him. Outside the Burger King we went to Dad asked to talk to Adam alone for a few minutes.

Damn, I hoped he'd behave.

Dad

Mikaela did what I asked and stepped out. The poor boy looked so nervous when I was alone with me.

"You make sure to have her call me so I can pick her up before midnight," I told the boy.

"Uhm, I have to be home by 11, sir."

"11 it is. And drop the sir, please, my name is Peter. I know you're probably raised to say sir and mister but I really prefer my first name. OK?"

The boy nodded. Physically Mikaela had found herself a winner, the boy was the best looking kid I had ever seen. His eyes was as blue as my car, his hair golden and thick, a few bangs falling from his combed hair into his forehead. Mikaela was going to love kissing those lips of his; they were full and wide and he had a habit of licking them, his tongue constantly wetting his upper lip.

"Take some advice, Adam, don't spend too much time saying how beautiful she is, she knows it and has no patience for excessive compliments. Use them sporadically. Don't open doors and don't pull back her chair, let her pay for her own food and movie ticket. Offer her something in addition to what she buys herself, rather than pay everything for her. She hates being treated like a girl and you'll slowly piss her off. Now, you get on out of here and have a great time, just be warned, she can be a challenge."

"Yes, si...uhm, Peter."

"Oh, and one more thing. Come to our house tomorrow, I'll let you sit behind the wheel around my property."

"Yes, sir," he said, forgetting himself.

He went. I hoped he liked to get his ass grabbed because Mikaela was going to love what he turned out to have back there; it was as rounded as hers.

The boy was very similar to a boy I had once known.

I'd met him in juvie when I was 15. It had taken a year, but the police had managed to prove that I killed my father. I'd been sentenced to secure confinement in juvenile detention until I was 18. In the intervening years I hadn't seen my sister again. A year after I went in Mom lost custody of her and she was adopted a year later. I was very happy for her for escaping Mom; she'd probably just find another guy like Dad who might have done God knows what. Diana's foster parents let her send me letters though and I'd hoped to somehow be part of her life again. That was unless juvie didn't totally screw me up.

Life there was harsh, but luckily I was good at taking care of myself. I had my share of problems but I slowly built a reputation as someone you don't fuck with. I'd had one friend there, the one that was similar to Adam. His name was Aidan and if it weren't for me the other guys would have eaten him alive. I saved him from a beating that almost killed him and took to protecting him. He left a year later and unlike me he had a family that anxiously awaited his return. When I got out I was all alone. I survived on the streets for a year, but couldn't find a job and almost had to sell myself.

Instead I volunteered for service in the military. I ended up in war and discovered one thing; killing people was easy, with no regret on my part. I didn't enjoy it; it just came easily to me.

After many years I started killing for a living and did it often. I worked independently though I easily could have gotten involved with organized crime. But I preferred being on my own. I was a loner for so long, rarely had contact with others, until I saw Mikaela that first time and everything changed.

After that first time I tracked Mikaela down using the license plate number I had written down. I observed the family for weeks, following them around like a crazed stalker. I couldn't understand the strong hold that young girl had on me. I knew one thing; the loneliness I had felt for so many years just seemed to vanish into thin air every time I saw her. If just looking at her could have me feeling so good what could actually be a part of her life be like?

I snuck into her room when they were gone. Picturing her lying there on that Smurf covered bed of hers, her flaming red hair on the whiteness of her pillow prompted me to do that very thing by sneaking back in when the family had come home and gone to sleep. Mikaela's night light shone the brightest just where that head of hers lay. I bent down and brushed a lock of her hair behind her hair. The smoothness of her skin as it brushed by my fingers had lightning bolts shooting through me.

Over the years, as my strong feelings for little girls increased I had never actually acted on it. I'd never been alone with or touched a child, sticking to ogling pictures of them and ogling them on the beach. With Mikaela observation of girls just wasn't enough for me anymore. But what could I do? She had a family she lived with and I wasn't some sleazy kidnapper, nor was I capable of killing innocent people just to get to their child. Even my contracts were on people who deserves their fate, these people didn't.

Or so I thought.

I looked at the family pictures, not that there were many. I found some of Mikaela in a bikini on the beach. Back then she wasn't as slim and fit as in the present. She wasn't big by any means; she just had some of that small chubbiness in her sides and a round little belly like little girls sometimes have. Unlike on women it's just cute on children. She was beautiful then too, with a radiant smile, filled with milk teeth that hadn't started to fall out yet. The hair wasn't as long yet.

There were a couple of pictures of another girl. She was older, but beside from that she and Mikaela were mirror images of each other. What had happened to that child? I'd never seen her and these people couldn't afford to send a kid to boarding school so where was she?

I made it my mission to find out and it led to giving me every reason in the world to wipe Mikaela's parents off the map permanently.

Mikaela

Adam held my hand as we approached the order counter at Burger King. I ordered the largest cheese and bacon burger, with a side order of French fries and chili cheese. For drinks I had a large chocolate milkshake.

"What, no onion rings?" Adam asked, smiling at the size of my order.

"I read somewhere that it makes girls pussies smell bad," I told him.

It was true, I had read it.

Next to us was an obese man, enjoying a coke while waiting for his order. The liquid squirted out of his nose when he heard what I said. Adam had to struggle hard to order his food without giggling. We found a booth where there was some privacy, sitting across the table from each other.

"I hope the leather isn't uncomfortable to sit in," Adam asked me.

"No not really, although it's getting hot."

"So is everything in it," Adam countered.

I raised an eyebrow at him.

"That's spoken from the heart; I must be rubbing off on you, Adam."

Adam took my hand, staring intently at me with those sexy, blue eyes of his.

"I meant it, you look sensational tonight."

"So do you, stud."

Adam shook his head. "Always get the last word, don't you?"

"I do try," I said, secretly thrilled at the compliment. At least his compliments are creative.

He did look fuckable beyond belief. I found myself getting restless looking at him, wanting to just pull him closer, running my fingers through his hair as we kissed. I should have fucked Dad before I went out because the tension between Adam and me was strong. I focused on the meal for a few minutes.

"God Mikaela, it's so refreshing to watch a girl eat. Laura is 13 and already is all about salad and shit like that, as is her friends."

"Well, they spend most of their time looking pretty. I'm active all day, constantly in motion, working out, jumping around, so I easily work off all the calories in a meal like this."

My leg was touching Adam under the table as we ate in silence. We were both picking at our remaining French fries before we started up again.

"You know," Adam said, "there is a rumor going around that you slept with Mike and Laura taped it."

I went silent again. Here we go. Fuck. I looked at him coldly.

"If you get a copy, show it to me, should be worth a laugh," I said.

"Can't, there's another rumor you had it destroyed. Mike wouldn't admit to anything. Actually, he talks trash about you, making you sound like a bitch. Personally, the more I hear and the more I see you, the more fascinated I get. Please, don't look at me like that; I just thought you should know what is going on. That's all I swear."

"If you want to know if it's true forget it. I ain't no virgin and I ain't no prude, but I don't kiss and tell."

God that was pretty much an admission in itself wasn't it? Suddenly I didn't want any more food, just end the date and go.

"What is this date, Adam? You hoping it's true so you get your round with the easy slut? Did you and your friend Mike arrange this date to hurt me more? Because it fucking hurt. What they did to me. I liked that cocksucker a lot and he betrayed me. Yeah, it's all fucking true. I had that loser inside me, the pathetic time it lasted. Then I kicked his ass. I'm not above kicking yours too if you treat me the same."

I really shouldn't let anger take control like that. I got up to leave before he could stop me, before he could see me cry. I was going to call Dad; I was just dialing the number when Adam came up behind me, hugging me from behind.

"Please Mikaela, please don't go. I never should have brought it up; I just thought you should know what's being said about you, nothing more. I didn't believe it and I'm sorry to hear it's true. Trust me; I want to kick his sorry ass myself."

I struggled but he wouldn't let me go. The temptation to go for his shin and groin was strong, but what if he was telling the truth? I wanted to trust him but I know where that can get you. Adam let me go. I turned around, those damn tears streaming down my face.

"Are you setting me up? Is this whole date just another fucking trick by that cunt Laura?"

Adam wiped my tears and ignored the new one's that hit his hand.

"Hell no. I wouldn't do something like that to a girl, especially to you. It breaks my heart that you've been forced to think so. I think Mike is an idiot; having someone as wonderful as you and only hurting you. I'm not out to hurt you. If you can bring yourself to trust me I want to continue our date. Please, we were having so much fun. What do you say? We can laugh at Mike and what a dumbass he is."

I managed a smile. He just sounded so damn sincere.

"I just wish Mike would be sorry instead of trash talking me."

"To be honest I think he still wants you. Nothing pisses him off more than not having what he wants, which would explain the resentment."

"That's too bad for him. I wouldn't fuck him again if I had cancer and his semen was the cure."

Adam laughed and pulled me close. God, he smelled awesome. We pulled back and kissed. Then Adam looked at me and quoted me talking to Laura.

"Touch me again you fucking cunt and I'll break you in half."

I smiled and let him kiss me again.

"You have such a pretty smile, Mikaela," Adam told me, kissing me again.

I melted into his embrace like a second skin. My hands lowered down to his ass. It was as big as my own, tight and soft.

"That's usually the guy's move, Mikaela."

"Guess I'm like a guy then."

"That's part of your charm. You can be such a tomboy in some areas and a total girl in others. It's just one of the reasons I find you so fascinating. Come on, the movie starts in 20 minutes."

The tension left me and I started feeling as good as I had when the date started.

We found empty seats in the back row of the theater. We were the only ones on that row and the next three. Adam led us there. Was he trying to get me alone in the dark? Was he going to pull the old stretching trick on me? I wasn't going to fight him, actually I found it thrilling. Now that I was at ease with him again I was getting horny. The kisses hadn't helped. The movie started but for a large chunk of the film we simply sat side by side. Frankly I was disappointed.

Then his arms stretched. God, boys are predictable, it was like a motto with me. I just grabbed his arm and put it around me.

"No girl is fooled by that, dummy."

I came closer and put a head on his shoulder. Ever being the one for surprises I rested my hand on his thigh. I climbed it with my fingertips until my nails were scratching at his balls. Adam looked at me when I looked up at him.

"That's not necessary, Mikaela. I mean, it's nice but you don't have to."

"I'm not a virgin remember? I know how good sex feels and I enjoy it. I'm not letting you have me, but we can have some fun."

In front of us everyone was intent on the movie. My fingers put pressure on his balls and after I felt up even more of his full package the poor kid was struggling not to moan. Adam buried his face in the thickness of my hair.

"God. Oh, God. What if someone sees?"

"Don't be a pussy. Speaking of which, want to see what one feels like?"

Adam whimpered into my hair at the thought of it. I grabbed his hand instead of his groin and put it on my stomach. My body shifted so my dress could slip up my thighs, which were practically steaming at the feel of him and the chance of getting caught. The smoothness of his palm was warm on my thighs. Adam started exploring, every move so tender and so delicious. I spread my legs apart so he could get higher. He stopped at the top of my thigh like he was afraid of touching my pussy. I kissed his ear.

"Go ahead, it's OK."

His finger found my clitoral hood, rubbing it while a loud groan escaped his lips. Adam looked frantically around, I almost laughed it was so amusing. No one was paying attention.

"You need to go a little lower than that, Adam."

"I uh...came...I'm such a loser..."

I silenced him with a kiss.

"I haven't come, let's see if you can make me."

When he lowered and came near my clit I muffled a cry with my hand. More bold now Adam searched out my cunt hole, finding it quickly.

"Tell me if I do wrong, Mikaela, I've uh...never done this before."

"I will. And you can call me Mika if you want."

He's only the third person I've ever let call me by the nickname.

"Oh, Mika. You sexy, exciting, badass girl," Adam said, inserting one of his fingers inside me. I was so fucking wet, a cracked dam flooding his finger. Wet sucking sounds could faintly be heard between my legs. The movie, the rest of the people were forgotten, we made out recklessly as he fingered me.

"The clit," I whispered against his lips.

"Huh?"

How could a popular boy be this clueless? I moved his finger to my clit and moaned into his mouth, letting him know how important that button is. Catching on Adam massaged the nub, another finger going back to my vagina. Jesus, how I wanted his wet tongue on me. We whispered each other's names as we hugged. Adam went at me at length, but he was too rough on my clit.

"Slowly, Adam, slowly."

He slowed; working my clit like it was a fragile rose pedal. Being his first time would he be able to make a girl come? It can be quite an art form. Luckily he was totally open to me ordering him around so I could dictate what he did. Everyone knows their own pussy best and it worked. I came, a cry making someone further up ahead turned around. Adam jerked back in his seat. I just waved at the person as the delicious waves rode me. Eventually she turned back while the sensation kept exploding in my pussy. There was an explosion on screen, making the room rumble and I cried out with wild abandon.

We left before the movie was over, coming out of the theater laughing.

"How's that for a first date?" I asked him.

"Does it have to be over?" he asked.

The elementary school was a 15 minute walk away. After 10 minutes we ran. The playground was dark and deserted, especially near the trees where the swings were. The school had invested in one of those net swings that fits3-4 little kids and it fit Adam and me.

I sat between his legs.

Adam smelled my hair, rubbing my bare arms.

"Did that stuff in the movie theater really happen, Mikaela?"

"Well, it wasn't a dream. Look, without telling the details I have experiences with sex. As long as you let me call the shots there will be more fun like tonight. That's if the girlfriend offer still stands?"

Adam kissed my neck, hugging me close.

"It sure does. I dig everything about you. I could fall so hard in love with you; no girl has ever had that effect on me. Not in the two years I've cared for girls that is.I'd be proud to be your boyfriend and if anyone tried to hurt you again...well... we'll kick their ass together, how's that?"

I turned around between his legs, my head on his chest. We stayed silent, just enjoying the comfort of each other's arms. We made out a little too, with Adam grabbing my ass like crazy. He humped me, apologized, and continued when I told him it was OK. His humps got harder and faster, as did his grip on me. It took a while but eventually he went limp under me.

I got up with a leg on either side of him and grabbed the rubber encased chain of the swing to gain speed. I enjoyed the air on my face and Adam's hands on my legs. He stroked them up and down, including under the dress.

"Mika, you have such amazing legs. How can anything be so fucking smooth? I could lie here under you all night."

Minutes passed as he enjoyed my legs. Then he was on my pussy, entering the vagina. Thank God I'd skipped on underwear. Up into me his fingers went, across my clit they went, down my legs a stream of ejaculate went. Adam licked the taste of it, his tongue warm on my skin. More than anything I wanted to sit down on his hardon and ride him to the pearly gates and back again. But I managed to resist as I had no desire to rush too much now that I had a boyfriend. And this one I could show off. I trusted this boy; I felt it in my heart that he was the genuine article.

I called Dad and told him where to pick us up.

"Your Dad invited me over tomorrow, said he'd let me try the car," Adam told me.

"I know that Adam. I asked to try and teach you to drive myself and it was OK."

"Shit, you drive too? OK, I look forward to it."

"That's what I like about you, Adam, no ego. Most boys would hate that a girl knew things they didn't."

"Mom would kill me if I didn't show respect for what a girl can do."

Brownie points for her.

"Maybe we can work out a little together tomorrow too, Mika? I'd love to see your athletics in action."

"Sure, I'd like that."

"Great. Why do you do it anyway? You want to be a girl MMA fighter when you grow up?"

"Nope, not at all. I want to go to Hollywood and do stunt work in the movies."

"Now that's one thing I'd thought I'd never hear a girl say. Beats Laura and her stupid model fantasies. Do you think you'll be successful at it? It takes guts to do such things."

"Yeah, I'll be fine. I've jumped off cliffs; I've done hang gliding, bungee jumping and parachuting with Dad."

"Now I know you're kidding."

"Nah, I'm serious. My Dad always says I should never let anything stop me just because I'm a girl. I live by that."

Adam hugged me tight.

"Damn, you're amazing; I think I'm going to enjoy being your boyfriend."

We kissed some more, for as long as we could until we saw Dad's headlights in the distance.

Dad

"Oh, oh, oh. Ooooooh, yes, mmmhhhh. There, right there. Mmmmm, Daddyyyyyyyy."

My head was buried between my baby's thighs, the words coming out of her in a soft whine as I licked her delicate flower slowly from one end to the other. After we had driven her date home I was anxious to get her home to have her and after the date she was definitely in the mood. Her body thrashed under me as I brought her to a massive climax.

Before she went to bed we snuggled up in front of the TV watching Leon on Blu-ray. Yeah, the irony wasn't lost on me. There is nothing like watching Natalie Portman looking divine on screen when you have a girl the same age and size between your legs. Mikaela fell asleep before the film was over and I slowly extracted myself from behind her, scooped her into my arms and took her to my bed to sleep next to me. I slipped in next to her and she grabbed onto me in her sleep, draping a long, soft leg over me. The sight of her face so close to mine reminded me very much about her sister.

All those years ago, after I realized Mikaela's parents had another child and decided to find her it had been relatively easy. I found a 15 year old girl living on the streets, selling her skinny body to men who had no appreciation for how a young girl should be treated.

I took the poor thing to a cheap motel room with a promise of 100 bucks for the night. Desperately she took my offer, willing to suffer any degradation for a night in a room and money for food. There was no prompting needed; the girl just slowly started undressing in what she thought was a sexy, provocative fashion. It was pathetic and sad to watch though I assumed most of her costumers didn't care. I stopped her with a gentle hand on her chest.

"Stop, I didn't bring you here to sleep with you."

She looked at me confused.

"Don't you like me? I can suck...."

I silenced her with a finger on her lips.

"I'm here about Mikaela."

That stopped her fast. The mention of the name had a strong effect on her.

"What's your name child?" I asked her.

"Alexandra," she told me, shaking and suddenly crying.

"How do you know Mikaela?" she stammered out.

"All I can tell you for now is that I'm just someone who wants to help. Please tell me; why do you live like this, why aren't you living with them anymore."

"Why should I tell you? Did Dad send you?"

"No, he didn't. I suspect he's a pretty bad man, but I need to know for sure."

I had brought a hamburger and some fries with me and gave it to her.

"Here, you look hungry. I'm not here to hurt you, OK, I just need to know."

She looked at me skeptically, but her eyes quickly went to the food. She gulfed it down so fast she nearly choked. I put my jacket around her as she ate and turned up the heat in the room. She was picking at the remaining fries and sipping on a Coke as she opened up to me, maybe figuring; what did she have to lose? The words came out in a monotone, with no shift in tone.

"My father is a monster. I found that out the hard way when I was 7. Suddenly he was in my room, tearing off my flimsy nightgown and jumped me. He just fucked me brutally right off the bat. The pain was horrible but he didn't care, he just laughed and told me how much I deserved it. The man I knew was just gone, suddenly replaced by a man who seemed to hate me. It went on for many years. Then I got pregnant. Dad hid me away, tried everything to hide the pregnancy. He delivered the baby himself and then took me to some doctor in this seedy office and he fixed me up. He had to because the birth almost killed me. I was thrown out a year later and here I am. "

For the first time I wanted to kill someone slowly and painfully.

"That baby was Mikaela wasn't it?" I asked her.

She pushed the food on the floor and nodded, then started to shake and cry again.

"Who are you?" she asked me.

"Think of me as a protector."

"How are you going to protect me?"

"Well, for one thing, I'm going to kill your father."

Her head snapped back up, her beautiful eyes looking at me. Those eyes were so empty and lonely and they still haunt me to this day.

"What do you think about that?" I asked her.

"I think you should kill them both," she said coldly, finally bringing some life into those eyes.

"Both?"

"My Mom. That bitch is worse than he is. She caught him the first time; saw his ass pumping on top of her little girl. She walked away, into the living room where she put on loud music to drown out Dad's grunts and my pain. She was usually home when Dad had his way with me and every time, it was the same song; Singing in the Rain is a part of every nightmare I have. As for Mikaela, Mom couldn't be happier, she was desperate for another child and went along with Dad all the way."

I tried to put an arm around Alexandra but she pulled away. The first time she was in a position to refuse to be touched in years. I backed away. On the floor I looked at her, looking in her eyes.

"Do you think your father has gone after Mikaela yet?"

She shook her head.

"No. But it's only a matter of time. You have to stop him. Please, she can't go through that too."

"I'll try to move as fast as I can. I know you have no reason too, but you have to trust me. Trust that I know what I'm doing. I'll fill you in on the why eventually, but you'll have to be patient."

"What do I do in the meantime?"

I smiled softly at her.

"After today, sweetie, no one will ever touch you again. I'll find you a place to stay."

In the following weeks I got the girl cleaned up. A very rich man I once did a contract for created some phony papers for the girl and arranged for her to go to a boarding school in exchange for free use of my services for five years. I promised Alexandra to keep her updated after I had taken her to the boarding school myself.

I had a private investigator look into her father's past with a fine tooth comb. He was some piece of work that one. Being older in his late 50's he had quite a history. Mikaela wasn't the first daughter/granddaughter he had sired. He'd been a suspect in the rape and murder of a two different 9 year old girls when he was 18, but nothing had been proven.

I'm not going to go into details about what I did to him, because I'd shocked even myself with the violence the man had brought out of me. Let's just say Jimmy Hoffa is more likely to be found.

After he was gone I set my sights on marrying his wife.

Mikaela stirred next to me, bringing me back to the present. God, she was worth everything I had done. I grabbed my angel closer and fell asleep with my face buried in her soft hair.

Mikaela

I felt so good the next day. Dad was next to me; face softly illuminated from the sun peeking through the curtains. His body was uncovered, his shrunken penis resting gently on top of his heavy balls. I ran a finger through some pubic hair and hugged my cheeks to his. His stubble lightly scratching my skin. I snoozed next to him for an hour or so, cuddling up to his masculine warmth as he slept on.

Hungrily I eventually slipped downstairs to have some cereal. Probably with too much sugar, but what is life without it? There was knock on the door and I quickly went to open up. Adam was there in shorts and a tank top. Not one of those long shorts that are so popular with boys but with former jeans cut very short, showing off his smooth, blemish free legs. Damn, he had great legs.

"Hope you don't mind me coming early? Dad drove me over," he said, drawing my eyes to his moving, pretty lips.

"No, not all."

I was still in my underwear and Adam couldn't help but looking down. At least he'd focused on my eyes first, ratcheting up his brownie points even more.

"I'll just go and get dressed," I told him.

I heard Adam draw in a breath when I turned around. It must have been my ass because my panties were wrapped damn tight over my strutting booty. I chose an outfit that showed it off too, with a pair of lime green, cotton shorts and a workout top in regular green. I put on some sandals and took the car keys.

"Want to take a spin right away?" I asked Adam.

The boy couldn't have been more eager. I drove our Ford Mustang to the end of the property and back again. I have a year full of experience and it was a piece of cake for me by then. We went out of the car to switch seats and Adam stopped me in front of the hood. He scooped me into his arms and kissed me soft but insistently. I totally surrendered to him as he pushed me to the side of the car. Up against the doors we made out more and more heavily, my tongue fulfilling its desire to get across Adam's. I grabbed his tight ass as we kissed for a long time.

"Would you guys like some breakfast?" Dad called out from the porch.

The cock that had been pressing against me so wonderfully quickly deflated as Adam jumped back. The poor boy looked scared to death at having been caught kissing a girl by her father.

"Sir, I'm sorry, we were just..."

"Kissing, I know. You don't have to look so terrified. And I told you to call me Peter, remember?" Dad reminded him and went back inside.

Adam looked mortified.

"Relax Adam. Dad knows I'm in love with you, so he counts on some kissing. It's not the end of the world."

Adam relaxed and managed a smile. He took my hand and led me inside.

"Touch me again you fucking cunt and I'll break you in half," he said, mimicking my words to Laura again.

"Is that our signature line now?" I asked him, giggling.

To his credit he held my hand at the breakfast table. Dad was totally nonchalant about the two of us, finally managing to put Adam at ease. We laughed and shared little kisses in front of him as easily as we did alone. Dad's pancakes are heavenly, and even with a stomach with cereal still in it I had at least 3. Adam had 5.

There was a knock on the door and I went to open up once again. There were two guys outside, Dex at 17 and Blake 20. In free running they are as good as I strive to be. They're redheads like me and love to train with me and encourage me to try new things. I introduced them to Adam as my boyfriend.

"Come with us," Dex said to him and the older boys pulled him outside.

"Now you guys be nice," I told them.

They're very protective of me so I had expected this. Dad finished his own breakfast and said he had to leave for the day and would be back by around 5. I watched him leave and followed the others into the barn. Blake was holding Adam down as Dex tickled him everywhere.

"What the fuck you guys?" I said to them but they ignored me. Boys can be such little children. I grabbed one of Blake's arms and twisted it behind his back hard.

"Hey, hey," he said, but I cranked the arm up higher.

"Alright, alright," he said and I let him go. "Jeez, you girls are so sensitive."

"We were just telling him to show you respect," Blake said, winking at me.

I took a spinning kick right in front of his nose.

"I can handle that just fine myself, penis breath," I told him, making Dex laugh.

They helped Adam up. He smiled nervously but they assured him they'd just been messing with him. The guys started working out and Adam joined me. I climbed up on a ledge on the wall and there was a soft mattress underneath. I took a 15 foot fall forward and landed on my back with a thud on the mattress. I did it again.

"Come on, Adam, try one," I urged him, but he shook his head.

"No thanks, I'm not too crazy about heights."

Are you kidding; it's 15 feet with a soft landing. I took ten altogether before focusing on Adam again.

"Come on, just try it. I'll make it worth your while."

That got his attention.

"Just how many are you going to take?" he asked me.

"I do 30 every day."

"Of those?" he asked.

"Dude, that's only the beginning, I can easily be active for the next hour jumping around. And the more of these front flips you do, the closer you get to helping me stretch. With me in the nude."

It was fun watching him trying to decide if it was worth the reward. I was betting it would be. Adam looked to the other guys.

"Don't worry about them, they won't stay forever," I told him.

Adam jumped with me but gave up after 10.

"Good enough," I assured him, making him smile.

He struggled to his feet, a little stiff from activity he wasn't used to. Like a puppy dog he followed me around, watching me as I did my thing. Sweat was pouring off me by the time I was done. I asked the other guys if we could have some privacy.

"Ooooooo," Blake said. "They want to be alooooone."

I rushed him and tackled him on the floor where I sat on his chest.

"Get lost dipshit."

Blake swung me underneath him.

"Anyone ever told you that you have a dirty mouth?" he said.

I grabbed him round the neck and hugged him.

"Do you often get hard when a 12 year old is close to you? " I countered with, making him blush.

He got off me, giving me an evil glare. There's a pedophile in everyone, I'm sure of it. He looked at Dex, but I'd said it too low for anyone to have heard. I just smiled innocently up at him.

"Bitch," he mouthed, but he gave me a small smile before turning away.

Then Adam and I were alone.

"You must be ready to stop by now? I can't believe you do this every day."

"It's nothing, merely routine by now. Now, I believe I gave you a promise," I said, taking my shirt off, exposing my tiny breasts for him.

Adam popped to life in his shorts as he stared at my firm mounds of flesh.

"Sorry they're so small," I told him.

"Uhm, don't worry about it. Watching them grow will be part of the fun. I can't wait to watch you develop."

He sounded like he had a lump in his throat the size of the one in his pants. My shorts and panties slipped down my legs and I stood totally exposed in front of him for the first time. Adam took a tentative step forward and touched my chest like he couldn't believe it was really there in front of him. His hand passed over one painfully hard nipple, making me moan softly. I let him enjoy the feel of my flesh as he explored slowly.

"God, what perfect skin you have. It's so amazingly smooth."

The words made me feel like butterflies were fluttering in my stomach and chest. Compliments are much more fun when they're spontaneous and honest rather than just used to flatter.

"We're forgetting the stretches," I reminded him.

His eyes snapped back to mine like he came out of a trance. He had really enjoyed the feel of me. He held my legs as I stretched them and it must have taken tremendous willpower not to cop a feel. When I was finally satisfied Adam stepped back, looking nervous.

"God, I forgot about your Dad?"

"Relax, he's gone for the day, it's just me and you."

That put a happy grin on his face. He quickly and impatiently gave me a tight hug and one of those amazing soft kisses of his. He kissed me everywhere, including between the legs. I was so immersed in the pleasure of it all I never noticed he slipped his shorts and underwear off. I knew he wanted to fuck me, but this time I wanted to take my time, do the whole courting thing before I gave myself to him fully. Adam was between my legs, cock pulsing with life very close to my cunt.

"Come on Adam, let's not move so fast."

"Why not? Come on, don't be a tease."

What the fuck did he say to me?

I started to push him away but he had me pinned. He is bigger than me after all and I rely much on the element of surprise.

"Let me have a taste. If Mike did why shouldn't I?"

"What's your problem, I can't believe you threw him in my face."

Adam looked at me, a different look than what I was used to from him plastered on his face. It all gave me a terrible feeling of déjà vu. I couldn't have been that wrong again. Could I?

"Get off me, I mean it."

"Mike told me how tight you were. I've been nice to you, you should return the favor. I've wanted you since I saw the video. You're so easy; don't go shy on me now."

I couldn't believe this shit was going to happen to me again. It was like some twisted writer had taken over my life and put me through all the shit he could think of. Was I going to get raped here? Do 13 year olds rape people? I'd bought into the Adam that he had showed me, he was even better at hiding his intentions than Mike had been. Why the hell had I trusted one of his friends? It was like I couldn't read people at all.

Well, fuck this asshole; this wasn't going to be pleasant for him. I let him slip inside me before I struck. My legs quickly wrapped around him and I squeezed with my legs, which are very strong. My teeth bit down on his ear.

Adam screamed. And for some reason, came inside me. I kept squeezing and biting and he desperately tried to get away.

"Oh God, God, it hurts."

Then Mike suddenly entered the barn.

Shit.