With Lori Anne fast asleep, as I could see in the spy cam window on my computer screen, I surfed the net reading bits and pieces of the news about the fucking fighting over in Iraq and how many more civilians and American troops got killed, ambushed or wounded. Damn! And David has 7 more months of duty to go before he can return home. I need to let him know about Lori Anne and Jason.

Finding the file, I clicked it open and slid the marker forward to where Lori Anne and Jason were together on the couch; she was beneath him. I began to watch again but with a different feeling for my little girl as well as catching things that I may have missed in my first view. Though I couldn't hear, I saw that she was giggling while rubbing her small hands on his hairy chest above her as Jason pushed her small body forward slightly each time he slid his cock back into her child vagina. Watching the two of them together I was pleased to see their expressions of pleasure, fun, and enjoyment. Indeed yes they seemed to really be mutually enjoying the moment; neither forcing the other to do things they didn't wish to do. The only feelings that managed to well up in me were slight pecks & pains of jealousy of seeing my daughter with Jason.

Watching the file with a different feeling of excitement and pleasure, I was getting turned on as Jason continued his rhythm in and out of my 8 year old; leaning his face down every few minutes to kiss Lori Anne's lips, face and ears. I saw nothing bad or wrong other than the issue of Jason not telling me. But then, maybe he was afraid to let me know. To being doing an 8 year old girl was basically a criminal, horrific, and molesting offense where he wouldn't last a month if thrown in jail. But then if it was so bad and wrong then why do I see my cute laughing, giggling, and happy little daughter naked and enjoying sex with a caring, loving, and gentle man that she adored? Why does society tell us that this should never happen, must not happen; adding and updating laws on the books that ruthlessly punish those adults involved? We have coined such branding harsh words, terms, and punishment for this innocent act of human sexual pleasure that may harmlessly happen between a child and an adult.

With a click of the mouse, I stopped the video file. Always having it in my mind to let David know what was going on, I copied and encrypted the file with a password sequence that I would let him know with a riddle that only he and I know the answer to.

It took twelve minutes to send the encrypted file via Hush-mail to David. Then I remembered the pictures I took of Lori Anne in the bathtub. The camera was still in her room. I looked at the bedroom spy-cam. She was hugging her teddy bear and sound asleep; no doubt exhausted from our evening's special moment together. Leaving the computer on, I went to her bedroom to retrieve the camera from the bathroom counter. Keeping as quiet as possible, I stepped into her bathroom and saw no camera on the counter. I looked around and it was nowhere in the bathroom.

Turning to walk out, I was shocked to see Lori Anne sitting up in bed looking at me. "Oh sweetie I was looking for the camera. Do you know where it is?"

"It's over on the dresser mommy." She pointed at it.

"Can I send some of the good pictures to daddy?" I stepped over and picked it up.

"Sure ok. Can I see them? Can I see them mommy? Can I? Please?" She jumped off the bed and stood in front of me. I almost looked away as I felt myself looking at not just my little 8 year daughter but also at cute, sexy, little girl that had an intensely pleasurable moment of sex with me an hour ago.

"Ok babe. Follow me and we can download them from the camera to my computer." I returned my eyes to hers after looking at her cute body and took her right hand with my left.

We both sat together on the chair; her sitting on my lap. Carefully opening the camera battery port, I clicked out the SD disc and pushed it into my computer SD disc port. I didn't notice that I had left the two spy cam screens on and when Lori Anne saw them she looked closer.

"Mommy. Why is my bedroom and the living room on the small screens?" She looked to me and then back to the screen.

"Ah...these are just for..ah..security of the house girl. Ok?" I felt nervous and guilty about my little white lie.

"Oh ok." She then looked at the picture file screen and saw herself in the bathroom naked in different poses and positions with a smile, grin, and pretended pout.

"A lot of pictures girl. Maybe you can choose which to send daddy?" I clicked the screen to put the pictures in a larger view for her.

"Ok mommy. Can I have some warm milk too?" She looked up at me.

"Sure. You know how to choose the pictures right? Click, hold and drag to the main screen?" I lifted her off my lap and set her down in the seat so that she could kneel and use the mouse ok.

By the time I returned, Lori Anne was watching the computer screen intently. "Did you pick and choose the pictures you want to send to daddy?"

"Yep! Come see what I think are the best!" She looked up at me as I walked over and sat down next to her and placed the warm glass of milk next to the mouse pad. She clicked the picture file screen off and noted maybe 30 pictures now on the main screen. Then she clicked on a file that was still on the lower task bar. The video file opened and was frozen at the scene where Lori Anne was beneath Jason.

"Mommy. How did you make this video of me and Uncle Jason?" She looked over to me as she clicked the video to play. She looked back at the video and put her head onto her two hands and watched as Jason was pumping his cock in and out of her vagina. I was speechless and mad at myself for leaving it on the taskbar! Damn it Joan. Stupid.. Stupid.. Stupid!

"That was fun mommy! Uncle Jason made me feel so good and I cried when it felt so wonderful the feeling; like I could taste the feeling mommy! Uncle Jason's cum juice tastes nice too!" She continued to watch my spy cam video. I felt a bit of relief but still mad at my stupidity.

"Well yes honey. Sex can feel really good and especially between two or more people that mutually enjoy each other. And we call the 'cum juice' semen actually. And that is what a man gives a woman. The man's semen gets together with a woman's egg they could make a baby like daddy and I made you dear. " I tried to get her to somehow stop the video but she was fascinated at watching herself and Jason. What could I do?

"Will I make a baby mommy?" Lori Anne looked worried as she looked around to me with her small right index finger pointing at the computer screen.

"Babe you are a bit too young yet. Maybe when you are 13 or 14 years old and then you make the egg once a month."

"Oh ok. Good. I don't want to make a baby. I like the sexy stuff with you and Uncle Jason a lot!" She looked back around to me and grinned. I patted her cute buttocks and let her watch the video to the end; where Jason was stroking his cock above her - dropping and spurting his semen into her open mouth and onto her face and small chest.

"Ok little lady. Enough videos for you tonight. To bed now." I grabbed her small waist and lifted her off the chair and cradled her small naked body in my arms.

She grabbed my neck with her arms and kissed my lips. "Ok mommy. But we can send daddy the pictures I picked for him tomorrow?"

"Sure can. Tomorrow ok?" I walked back to her bedroom and laid her onto her bed. I watched her pull the bed covers up and only saw her cute face again.

I kissed her small lips. "Good night little princess."

"Nite nite mommy."

I walked back to my bedroom and sat down in front of the computer. I clicked open the hush-mail page and saw a few emails; one was a new from David! I felt my heart almost stop and hesitated to open it up. The subject line read 'Where Do We Like to Bake Pies?' He already was asking the riddle. Opening the email, I read; 'Hi Baby! Thanks for the file and the few words but the riddle answer to open it girl?'

I thought a moment while I looked around the bedroom and then clicked the answer that was also a riddle. I hoped he would get it right and only typed after it: 'Hope this goes over well with you honey as I haven't any objections yet about it. Ok? Love you always! Joan.' I clicked the 'send' button and it went into the global worldwide web. Being tired now, I looked at my daughter's spy cam screen and saw her still asleep. Time to get to bed myself!

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I woke to Lori Anne's excitement! "Mommy, mommy, mommy! Wake up! Daddy is on the cell phone!" I saw her big smile as held the phone to me. "Did you answer it girl?" I looked at the cell phone and then to her.

"Yes. Daddy and I talked a few minutes. He wants to talk to you now."

I rose up off the bed and took the phone from her waiting hand and put it to my ear. "Hi David. How are you over there? Dodging bullets and......"

He interrupted me. "Seems you guys are packing a different kind of weapon over there. You all better think more about what you' all are up to with..ah..one another. Be damn careful Joan please."

I felt a bit uneasy with David's tone. "Yes we are having a good time. It'll be safe and proper to ok honey. And about Jason?"

The cell phone was silent for a few long seconds and then David spoke. "Baby I trust you there and you'd better make it all in the know with all parties ok? Understood? Can I speak to Lori Anne again?"

I handed the cell phone to her. "Daddy wants to speak to you." She took the phone from me and put it to her ear.

"Yes daddy. Ok. Yes it's ok. I like ...ah..I like Uncle Jason. Yes daddy. Ok. Love you too. Bye" She clicked the phone off. I felt as if I was left out in the cold; not even able to say goodbye to my husband. I started to get a little bit upset with her and David but then cooled it. No need to waste emotions of jealousy with Lori Anne.

"Daddy asked me to tell you he loves you so much and to read his email." She looked over at the computer.

Looking at my wall clock, I saw that it was 0718am. "Did you see if Uncle Jason came back girl?"

She was kneeling on the chair as she looked at the computer screen she moved the mouse and it blinked back on but asking for the password. I noticed for the first time that she was dressed back into her pink string bikini.

"Yes mommy. Uncle Jason is downstairs. I told him about the video file you made of us having sexing stuff and play. He was surprised and wants to talk to you."

I just looked at her and got off the bed and put on a robe before stepping towards the doorway out of the room. "What's the password mommy?"

I didn't look back as I stepped into the hallway but whispered so that she could hear and hopefully not Jason downstairs. "Ticklepink2875bubble." She didn't answer.

Upon reaching the kitchen, I saw him sitting at the kitchen table, shirtless, and with a fresh cup of coffee cupped between both of his hands while he looked out the glass sliding doors.

"Morning Jason. When'd you get in last night anyways?" I grabbed a coffee cup and filled it with the new brew he made. I remained standing and looked down at him while I folded my left arm around my chest.

"I got in maybe around 3am. Kinda late..or early..to wake you up. So I just sacked out in the living room for a few hours. Man the police are really a bunch of bible thumping bastards. They threatened me with all sorts of scenes that 'could happen' to me if I was fucking a little girl." He didn't look around at me still standing and leaning on the coffee counter edge.

"Oh but you are! You are fucking a little girl! You're doing not just me but now my sweet innocent daughter without me or David knowing about it! Damn you Jason! You're a fucking, sicko, molesting pedophile!" I was just getting the first chapter of my emotions out of me.

Jason lowered his head and I thought he was going to cry. He didn't answer my threatening statements but I knew Jason.

"And you fucking sick bastard I got video proof! I have a video that I sent David so he could see too. You on top of my innocent baby as you jabbed your dirty cock into her virgin body and then the horribly disgusting scene of shooting your filthy cum all over her little naked body; into her mouth and hair! You are one sick shit Jason! I'm going to make you fucking pay!"

He raised his head and looked around at me; his eyes wide open, his face having an expression of horror to what I just verbally attacked him with! And then his expression changed to puzzlement as he saw my expression; my big smile and slightly accusing eyes.

"Damn you Joan! Damn fuck you! You fucking had me going there!!! Shit!" He started to laugh. I joined his laughter.

He got off the chair and we hugged each other; my robe fell a bit open and my hard nipples pressed against his shirtless chest.

As we stopped laughing, I noticed Lori Anne standing in the kitchen doorway having a pouting expression with her hands on her waist.

"Now mommy and Uncle Jason what's all this 'fucking and fucking' all about?"

Jason and I separated and we both looked down to Lori Anne. I stepped over and knelt in front of her while Jason sat back down on the kitchen chair. "Honey. It's all ok now. Mommy just got some of the emotions cleaned out of me. It's ok." I hugged her.

"Mommy don't we have a beach picnic to get ready? We still going today? Can I ask my boyfriend Gerry to come? Please mommy?" Lori Anne looked behind me and knew she had eye contact with Jason as she broke out in a big grin before looking back at me.

She broke away from my arms. "Uncle Jason. See!? I loved the bikini you gave me." She twirled around to show him before she ran over and gave him a big hug. I watched her emotions and, for the life of me and my doing, all I could see was my little darling of an 8 year old; innocent and sweet. But she loved sex play now with both me and Jason.

I left them together as they were planning what to do and were to go snorkeling with her new set and underwater camera.

That email from David needed to be read.

Part 8 Soon!