It was late on a hot sweltering summer Friday night and I ran out of soda pop. So a trip to the all night grocery store was necessary. I drove down to the local store for a 24 pack of coke and snacks. The night air was as heavy as a sauna in Africa; and I only wore a pair of shorts and t-shirt because of the heat.

I paid for my stuff and left. It was quiet; as I was driving along 82nd avenue I noticed a young girl walking along by herself. She seemed to be 9 or 10 years old and I was curious about her so I circled around the block and passed her again. This time she noticed me and gave me a look that I thought was interesting. I circled round again and this time she gave me a little wave. So I pulled up along side her and stopped the car.

"Hey what are you doing out this late by yourself?" I asked.

She told me that her step-dad had got out of jail that morning and he was high and drunk. She was scared of him, because he was beating up on her mom, and he was going to start on her but she managed to escape from the house. She was wandering around waiting until they were asleep before she went home.

I felt sorry for her and I asked her if she wanted to ride around for awhile until it was time to go home. She said ok and got in. I own a 1957 Cadillac Eldorado Brougham in pristine condition, one of the sexiest cars in the world and more expensive than a Rolls Royce Silver Cloud, if you can find one.

I made my money during the dot com madness, and got out of it before it all came crashing down. I was lucky; if I had stayed in another year I'd be living now on State welfare.

The little girl was fascinated with my big car and she said : "I never seen a car like this. What is it?"

I told her that it's name and she said: "Wow 1957 that's real old. Could you not afford a new car?"

I explained to her that it was what was called an "Classic" and one of the most expensive cars in the world and her eyes widened; she felt the rich leather texture of the seats and I think it registered with her that the car was indeed special. I decided to take her to Mount Tamer which is near where I live and we could look down on the lights of the city. It is a fabulous place to watch a city's night bright lights. It almost has a hypnotizing effect

When we stopped I was able to get a better look at my little friend. She had black shining hair and the most adorable nose and mouth that I had ever seen. She was in a cotton top and shorts that were a bit small for even her small frame. They were tight against her crotch I could almost make out her slit.

I had on some station playing old rock songs and I asked her if she wanted to listen to anything in particular. She liked the usual stuff that kids like, Lady Gaga and One Direction one of those boy bands from England, so I tuned into a station that played that stuff. Not my scene, but I felt sorry for my small friend and wanted to cheer her up.

We talked and I asked her about her life and her story wasn't pretty. Her mother worked in a greasy diner and was a serial doormat for scumbags who sponged off her and would beat her up whenever the mood took them. Sometimes when things got too rough she was taken from her mother and placed in different foster homes with people who cared more about the welfare check than for her well-being.

It was a gruesome tale and I decided that I was going to do something about it. So I asked her if she would like to stay at my house. She of course did not know it was a 5,000 square foot mansion on the mountain directly across the city and if it was daylight we would have been able to see it. She did not want to go home that was clear and the possibility of avoiding a beating at her own house appealed to her and she said OK.

I knew that this was sort of an extreme measure but I reckoned that I would come up with a solution to it after a good night's sleep. We headed off and it took 20 minutes to reach my property. When we arrived and the little girl saw the big security gates her mouth dropped and she said, "Mister do you live here?"

I told her that it was indeed all mine and I watched her face turned from astonishment to hopefulness. I opened the gates with my electronic pass and drove up the long driveway past the cypress trees that seemed to stand like sentries guarding it. When we arrived at my house my tiny friend's mouth opened wide and if her eyes could jump out of their sockets they would have.

I drove into my secure garage which had a secure door into a foyer. I had state of the art security and not even a tiny mouse could get in without my knowing it. Nobody could penetrate my security system. When we entered the house the little girl was lost in wonder.

I knelt down and extended my hand in friendship. I said,

"Welcome to my home, my name is Bob, what's yours?"

"Stephanie."

"Well Stephanie, I have pop and ice-cream and I have these snacks. Would you like something to eat and maybe a coke?"

"Can I have some ice-cream, mister"

"Yes you can dear and you call me Bob, OK?"

"OK mist... Bob, and can I have a coke too?"

"Coming right up m'dear "

I led Stephanie to the huge living room with the panorama glass-walled windows and the most remarkable views from the opposite side of where we had been and she glued her nose to the window and gazed out at the warm night. After I had poured the coke into a glass with ice and scooped the rocky road ice cream into a large bowl I served them to Stephanie who attacked them with alacrity.

My house had seven bedrooms but I didn't want Stephanie to wake up in a strange house feeling disoriented so I decided to make beds in 2 large sofas in the living room and I would be there if Stephanie woke up afraid in the night. To be on hand to calm her down and reassure her that she was safe. I got some sheets and pillows from the linen closet and made them up,

My little friend looked tired and I asked her if she wanted to go to bed and she nodded. I showed her to the nearest bathroom, and gave her a new toothbrush with paste on it and told her to brush her teeth and was her face. I also gave her one of my Armani t-shirts to sleep in.

She came back in ten or twelve minutes in my large t-shirt which looked so comical on her I almost burst out laughing, but I knew that it would embarrass her so I kept it to myself. I tucked her into the sofa and told her that I would be sleeping on the other one across the room and that if she woke up afraid and couldn't remember where she was I would be there.

I just lay down in the other sofa with what I was wearing and thought about the situation that I had created for myself. I had basically abducted this 9 year old girl and I had to think of a way to sort it out. I had contacts in city hall whom I could call on if things got messy, but I thought that I would contact her mom first to test the waters there. I imagine an offer of a considerable sum of money might get her attention. My intentions then where solely to get Stephanie from the horrible situation that she was in.

I had a restless night but Stephanie slept well and a few times in the night she tossed and turned a bit but mostly it was good. When the morning came I got up and started on breakfast for us. I squeezed orange juice and put on coffee for myself. I would ask Stephanie what she would like when she woke up, She must have smelled the coffee brewing because she arrived in the kitchen rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"Good morning Stephanie. Did you have a good sleep?"

"Uh huh."

"What would you like for breakfast? I have eggs, bacon, sausages, corn flakes, muesli, oatmeal."

"Do you have any Cheerios?"

"No but I can get you some if you want. It might take a while though because I'd need to call someone to bring them here."

"Uh no that's ok mister. Umm I forgot your name."

"No problem little sister, it's Bob."

"Why'd you call me little sister?"

"It's just a term of affection., Stephanie. I heard it from an old western movie that I watched on TV a few years ago. I thought it was cute."

"What does affection mean?"

"Well Stephanie affection is when you like someone and want to be nice to them."

"Are you affection with me?"

"Yes Stephanie, I am affection with you. I like you very much."

Her little face lost a bit of the worried expression that she seemed to carry most of the time. I could see the hint of a smile on her lips and that made me happy. I sat her down at the kitchen table and poured out some cornflakes into a bowl for her. There was milk and sugar in front of her and she put some on it and ate. I poured her some fresh orange juice which she drank. My heart was melting for this nice lost little girl.

"OK Stephanie listen. Do you think that you'd like to stay here for a bit until we can figure out what's going on with your mom and step-dad:?" She nodded yes.

"Now here's what's going to happen. I'm going to talk to your mom and tell her that your safe and well. I won't tell her where you are because your step-dad might try to cause trouble". When I mentioned him her face took on a worried, scared look.

"Don't worry he won't find you and I'm going to talk to some important people that I know and we'll try and find you a nice family to live with for awhile."

"Can't I stay here with you. I like it here and you are affection to me ."

"I'm not sure if that is possible but I'll see what I can do."

I made some toast and buttered it and Stephanie ate it too. I she was still wearing my large t-shirt and the neck kept slipping down her small shoulders and I decided that I would buy her some new clothes. I went into the bathroom that she used the night before to see if there was a size printed on her clothes and when I picked them up I realized how filthy they were; I put them in the waste bin, and ran a bath for Stephanie. The bathtub there is sunken, so she would have no trouble getting in or out of it. I got some nice smelling bath salts poured them in and placed aromatic soap and shampoo beside the bath.

I got another clean t-shirt and large towel and put them on a chair near the tub. I tested the water to make sure it wasn't too hot, Stephanie was finishing her breakfast and I told her that she should take a bath and dry herself well and put on the t-shirt if she wanted. And after that I would turn on the Saturday morning cartoons on my 52" TV. I'm not sure if the thought of taking a bath appealed to her but her face lit up at the mention of the cartoons. She went into the bathroom and I could hear her getting into the tub.

When she was finished she came out with the big bath towel wrapped around her tiny body and she was almost tripping on it in her little bare feet. She smelled nice and clean and her hair was wet. I turned on the TV and tuned it into the cartoon station and Stephanie was on the sofa enraptured with the large TV and Dora the Explorer.

I told her that I was going out for awhile and that I would return with clothes for her and that brightened her up even more. I said not to touch any thing and that nobody could get in, so she was safe. She nodded ok. I guess given her family circumstances she was probably used to being left alone for long periods.

The closest store was J.C, Penneys; they have all kinds of children's clothes. I decided that it would be wise to go up a size more than her old clothes were and I remembered how tight her shorts were on her. I drove to the store in my GTO which was a good car, but less of an attention-getter than the Caddie.

I bought a load of t-shirts, shorts, jeans, panties, socks, and a yellow summer dress; also 3 pairs of shoes and a pair of sandals. I picked up a girl's hairbrush, a mirror and a small toothbrush because mine were all adult sizes. I was about to leave when I remembered her sitting on the sofa with the oversize towel and I bought her a nice, thick bathrobe in her size and 4 pairs of pyjamas with little animals embroidered on them.

When I got home she was still sitting where I left her. This time watching.

Sponge Bob Square Pants. I smiled to myself wondering if she was amused that we both had the same name. I showed her all the packages of stuff and she got really excited. I unpackaged the clothes and told her to pick out what she wanted to wear and to go into the bedroom and change. She chose a pink T- shirt and a pair of cotton shorts and panties and I showed her to the bedroom and left her to change.

I did a good job selecting the clothes because they fitted her perfectly and she was glowing with pride of having such nice stuff on her. She said that my bedroom was nice and that it had a large bed. She asked me if I was going to sleep on the sofa again tonight or in the bed and I told her that if she was scared that I would continue sleeping on the sofa near her until she got used to being there. She asked could we not sleep in my bedroom as that's where the bed was, and I said that we could not sleep in the same bed together.

She looked surprised at this and asked me why we could not sleep together. I told her that I would get into legal trouble if it got out that we were sleeping in the same room never mind the same bed. She told me that she had slept in the same room with her mom and step-dad one time when they were living in some trailer park. So why could we not? I said it was complicated and that I would explain it to her sometime. She didn't seem entirely happy with that, but did not push the point.

In the meantime I had the dilemma of contacting her mom and letting her mom know that her daughter was alright. I gave it some thought and decided to tell her a big lie. Stephanie knew their telephone number so I called it. A woman's voice with a smoky rasp answered it.

"Hello. Is that Mrs. Jameson?"

"This is James Sparrow from the department of welfare. Stephanie was found wandering the streets late last night, but she is safe and with us."

"I wondered what happened to her." Her mom didn't seem too concerned.

"She told us that there was an argument and she seemed afraid to go home."

"My old man got outa prison yesterday mornin' and got a little drunk and I guess he was a bit boisterous."

"Well, I can see here from your files that Stephanie was fostered out in the past with a number of families, and I think given the circumstances we will keep her at her until we can assess your status. But I want to assure you that Stephanie is being well looked after."

"Well, I guess that's all right then." she was about to hang up.

"We will call you when we have assessed the situation."

She just hung up , no goodbye, thank you or fuck off.

That gave me a little breathing space until I could contact my acquaintances in the city council who might be able to sort it out. Stephanie was still engrossed in the cartoons and I left her to it, and went into my office to do some paperwork. I still had my interests in a number of businesses around the country, but I kept my involvement to a minimum which allowed me to make more time of for travel and fun.

When I finished after an hour of so, I thought that Stephanie and I could do something fun and maybe get to know each other a little better. So I went in and asked her what she liked to do. The poor girl was confused and I guessed that it was because she never real got to do any fun stuff with the jerks who were her parents. I asked her if she would like to go to the zoo and Stephanie told me that she had never been to a zoo. So that settled it.

"OK Stephanie, get ready for a big thrill because we are going to the zoo."

I started singing some old song about us going to the zoo, zoo and I made animal noises monkeys and elephants, and Stephanie laughed and clapped her hands. I couldn't resist it so I picked her up and held her. She was giggling and let her head lean against my chest and up close I realized what a beautiful girl she was. Perfect little nose, big brown eyes and rosy full lips. I had my hand under her bottom and could feel her little round hard cheeks and my cock started to harden.

I blushed and put her down confused that such a thing had happened. I turned away pretending to straighten some cushions hoping the Stephanie would not notice the huge bump in my pants. When it had gone down a bit I turned around and told Stephanie that we would go for some lunch first and gave her the choice, and she of course picked McDonalds. There was one quite close to the zoo. So that was convenient.

I told Stephanie that we would leave soon and that she should wear her new canvass shoes which I thought would be more comfortable for walking. I told her to pee before we left and she went and she went into the near bathroom and left the door open and I could hear her little splashing of pee into the toilet, and was sorely tempted to watch her, but my experience a few minutes before stopped me. I did not know why this was happening to me and I needed to cool off.

When Stephanie finished peeing I told her to wash her hands which she dutifully did.

"All right little sister, let's go out and have fun."

We took another car that I owned, a Ford Mustang. and that suited the day. It didn't draw any attention to us and for all practical purposes we were just a father and daughter out for a Saturday afternoon of fun. The weather was warm and most people were dressed in t-shirts and shorts and we were no different. We had some quarter-pounders with cheese, fries and large cokes and that satisfied our hunger. Then it was off to the zoo.

I could feel Stephanie getting excited as we approached the entrance. Her eyes were wide and her mouth too. When I paid and we went in the first animals were giraffes and Stephanie just stood mesmerized by strange shapes their long legs and languid chewing motion that they made. I told Stephanie that they were called giraffes and she nodded to let me know that she knew that. We wandered around and saw the monkeys, wolves, bears, lions and tigers. About half way when we were walking along Stephanie took my hand and we walked around hand-in-hand until we had seen all of the animals.

Stephanie was a completely changed little girl than the worried waif that I had found the night before. Her whole demeanour was different see was smiling at and happy. I asked her what she wanted to that evening and she said that she wanted to watch a movie at home on the big TV and that sounded good to me. We went to the video store and selected two movies a James Bond film for me and a Disney movie for Stephanie.

I had a popcorn maker so we had all the requisites for a happy family night at home. I realized that Stephanie might be getting hungry after all the walking and excitement of the zoo, so I asked her if she wanted to eat and she said that she'd like a pizza. We went to Pizza Hut and had a large everything on it deep dish and drank cokes. When we were finished. I paid and Stephanie held my hand and we went to the car and home.

I had to urinate when we got in and I went into the nearest bathroom, but because I was so used to not having anyone else in the house with me I normally didn't close the door. I was releasing a long golden stream of piss when I felt someone's presence and looked around to see little Stephanie fascinated with my 7 inches. She couldn't take her eyes of it.

I didn't know what to do or say, so I decided to do and say nothing about what happened. I just zipped myself up and said.

"Hi Stephanie, let's watch the first film. Which one do you want to see?"

She was looking intently at me and I couldn't guess what she was thinking. It was an interesting situation that was developing here. She decided that she wanted to see "Beverly Hills Chihuahua" first with the popcorn and the Bond movie second. I made the hot buttered popcorn and put it in a big bowl with lots of melted butter and cokes and we settled down next to each other on the large sofa.

Dusk was falling and the room was getting darker when the movie started and Stephanie snuggled close to me and I could feel her thin little body and her bare arms on mine. We watched the film and laughed at the funny bits and each time we laughed Stephanie would grab my arm or sometimes my leg. Then at one point when something exciting happened on the screen she put her little hand on my groin, and I don't know if it was unintentional but my cock got hard intentionally.

It was torture for me then because it stuck up under my shorts and was very obvious. There was no sign of it going down, so paused the movie; I excused myself and went to the bathroom and was hoping to make it go down. It was fully erect and I had it in my hand now not sure what to do with it. I had closed, but not locked the door so Stephanie would not see it. However, to my surprise Stephanie had followed me and was now standing in the now open doorway watching me with my fully extended dick in my hand.

"Uh, Stephanie, I'm not sure you should be here - this is sort of private."

"I like seeing it Bob - I seen other ones, but yours is nicer."

"Who's have you seen Stephanie?"

"I seen my step-dads and some of mom's boyfriend's and there's a boy on our road who's always taking his out to show me."

"Did they ever make you ever touch it?"

"One of mom's boyfriends made me touch his - but I didn't like it cause he smelled bad."

I put mine away and we went back to watch the film. I didn't know what to say. I re-started the movie Stephanie snuggled up to me again. Oh lord this was torment. My cock started going hard again and there was nothing I could do about it. Stephanie must have seen it because it was sticking up like a flagpole in an open square. Still she snuggled as if it were perfectly normal for a 32 year old man with the rock of Gibraltar sticking up from his groin and a 9 year old beauty to be sitting together watching a bunch of talking dogs.

I decided what the heck so I put my arm around her shoulder and she snuggled in more to me. I could smell her shampoo and soap still coming from her from her bath earlier that morning; that combined with her closeness and the feel of her thin arms brought me to a higher level of excitement.

I let my right hand rest on her flat chest, and she pushed up a little in response. We were still watching the movie which was coming to the end now. I started to feel her right nipple and she giggled a bit and said it tickled. I said I was sorry and stopped and she told me that it was OK - that she liked it and not to stop doing it. So I slipped my hand up under her t-shirt and felt it bare. It was lovely and firm, not very big. but it excited me to feel it.

My cock at this stage was raging and bursting out of my shorts. The movie was now ending and it gave me pause to think about what was happening and to calm down and not get too carried away. Stephanie seemed to take it all in stride and was not bothered at all by what I was doing to her. In fact she was enjoying it. It would be no turning back if I was to take it further than it was, and I decided to back off from my jump into the inferno of child-love.

I refreshed our cokes and put in the second film the James Bond adventure; hoping that it might change the attitude with its bang-bang, boom-boom on screen and save me from bang-bang, boom-boom on the sofa. It worked. We both got into the action, and the famous British secret service hero was going around the most beautiful areas of Europe, killing bad guys right left and center and we would cheer every time another sinister foreigner got his just desserts. It was just what the doctor ordered.

We were both bushed when we turned off the home entertainment center and I gave Stephanie a plastic cup for her new toothbrush and told her to get ready for bed; got her pajamas out and left them in the bathroom. She went in and again left the door open and I could here her little stream hitting the bowl. I listened while she washed her hands and I heard her brush her teeth. In ten minutes she came out and had on her cute little animal pjs and she was the picture of sweetness.

I had made up our sofas into beds again and I tucked Stephanie in as well as I could and kissed her on the forehead.

"Bob I had a really nice day today. I don't ever wanna leave here. you're my affection."

" I had a nice time today too, Stephanie. You get some sleep now and we'll talk about it tomorrow." hoping that she'd forget about wanting to stay with me. At that time I did not give it much hope.

But tune in next time and find out what happens.