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When the company where Zack worked closed its doors and he lost his job, he told Ashley he couldn't pay child support that month but he would pay her double the next month when he found another job. That was not acceptable to Ashley because she relied on his money to pay the day care center. She threw a tantrum, and Zack was able to pay her out of pocket for a few months as he searched for another job. Timing was horrible, though, the economy depressed, and month after month he went without finding work. When he told her he had no more money to pay, Ashley threatened to go to the child support people and get him thrown in jail.
Zack was desperate. For a few months, he was able to borrow from friends to make the payments. Then he began selling everything he owned to raise the monthly payment. His vehicle was financed, but selling it cleared enough money for a few more months. When there was nothing left, Ashley was forced to take the kids out of the day care center and back to her mother.
Ashley was mad about things, but not as mad or as resourceful as her mother. That Zack didn't want his family finding out drew no sympathy from her, and when Zack refused to ask his family for help, Ashley's mother took it upon herself to call on my niece Carolyn, Zack's mother. When Carolyn discovered that little Carli was indeed her son Zack's daughter, she stepped into the breach and took control.
A meeting was held which included Carolyn and her husband Earl, 27-year old Zack, 21-year old Ashley, Ashley's mother, as well as the two children, both 5-year old Cami and 2-year old Carli, along with Carolyn's daughter Angie who took care of the kids while the meeting took place. Carolyn first apologized for her son's irresponsible behavior, and then announced that from this point on, Carli was now a part of her family, as was Carli's older sister Cami. Carolyn agreed to pay all expenses for both children, but with the stipulation that she have full say in how the children were raised.
The very next weekend Ashley disappeared for the weekend. On Monday when Carolyn was finally able to contact Ashley, she asked who had kept the children over the weekend and when she learned it was Cami's father, she had Rick investigated and told Ashley that it was unacceptable to leave them with Rick. The following weekend Carolyn kept the kids and it was during this weekend that she got wind of the sexual games Rick was playing with the kids.
Carolyn's daughter Angie was married to a really big and tough guy, a member of a large city SWAT team, and he went with Earl, himself a big guy, to see Rick. Earl gave Rick $1,000 in cash and told him to disappear forever, telling him that if he or any of the family ever saw Rick again or learned he was in town, members of the SWAT team would happily make sure that he disappeared from the face of the earth. They apparently did a good job of convincing Rick because it has now been 10 years and no one has seen or heard from him since.
During the Christmas holiday season a couple of months later, I met Cami and Carli for the first time at Carolyn and Earl's farm. Carolyn wanted me there to befriend Cami, in particular. Carli seemed to be adapting fine to the new arrangements, but Cami was sullen and resentful. She missed her father and blamed the family for taking him from her. Carolyn wanted me to see what I could do to help Cami.
There are times when you meet someone for the first time and you instantly feel a bond with that person. Everyone has experienced this. You know immediately that this person is a friend. It's a feeling you get, and you know the other person can feel it as well. It's not age or sex related: the person with whom you feel the bond may be older or younger, your sex or the other. Who knows what causes it, but everyone experiences the feeling from time to time when they meet a stranger. Cami was just 5 years old, but when we met I could feel the rapport between us, and I knew she could feel it, too. That same rapport we experienced then has now existed between Cami and I for over 10 years.
The farm belonging to Carolyn and Earl is designed to be a kid's paradise and it is, a hundred acres of rolling meadows and woods, creeks and ponds, donkeys and ponies, goats and sheep, all domesticated for kids to play with, along with go-carts, little and big motorcycles and dirt bikes, 4-wheelers, just about anything that any-sized kid could dream of. Fortunately, the weather was mild that Christmas and I was able to take Cami out on a 4-wheeler, giving her a thrill ride for a 5-year old as well as locating various critters for her to feed and pet, helping her find turtles in the pond, all those kinds of things to get her into good spirits before settling down to rest for a while in an area the kids call the tree house, a hilltop covered with large oak trees and play houses at the back of the property where bigger kids can go play in relative privacy.
Cami was quiet as we sat side by side, both of us looking down over the meadow below. "Tell me about your dad, Cami," I asked her.
She sat still, arms around her knees, thinking. "Daddy didn't do anything wrong," she said, still staring straight ahead, and there was conviction in her 5-year old voice. "We were just playing."
"I know," I said, continuing to look down over the meadow. "I don't think he did anything wrong, either, not with you. You were both just playing and having fun."
I felt her glance at me as I talked. She expected to hear the usual grownup lecture or argument, not agreement. "They say he's a bad man 'cuz he was naughty with me," she said.
"I don't think he was bad for being naughty with you. You were both just playing, having fun. There's nothing bad about having fun." I thought about how to answer her. "Honey, can I tell you what I really think without you getting mad at me?" I asked.
She looked at me now. "Okay," she said. Cami always had a sense of maturity beyond her years.
"I do think your dad was bad, but he was bad because he took things that didn't belong to him, not because he was naughty with you," I said. "It has nothing to do with you. He may have been a good father to you and you were a good daughter to him. It's not that. He behaved badly as a person, as a man. A man shouldn't go around taking things that don't belong to him, you know that." As I sat looking down over the meadow I could feel her eyes on me. "Because of that, because he took things that didn't belong to him, I'm glad he's gone. I'm really sorry that his mommy and daddy didn't teach him that taking stuff which wasn't his was a bad thing when he was a little boy. He didn't have good parents when he was a boy." I paused for her to think about that. "You're a little girl now, Cami, and you need parents and people around who teach you not to take things that don't belong to you so you don't grow up and have to go to jail like your daddy." I looked at her now. "I know you understand that, Cami."
We were looking at each other as she mulled over what I had said. "Why can't he just learn not to take things?" she asked.
"I don't know," I said, "I wish he would. But it doesn't work like that, honey. He went to jail one time and he didn't learn so he had to go to jail a second time. The next time he does it and goes to jail they won't let him out again. I feel really sorry for him." Laying my hand on her back, I continued, "But you're the one I care about most, Cami. I'm your uncle now and I won't allow you to grow up and go to jail. You're my niece and I love you. I have to make sure you get what's best for you so that you grow up to be a good girl."
Tears welled up in Cami's eyes as I talked, and she laid her forehead against her knees so I wouldn't see her crying. "It's not fair," she said.
"No, it's not fair," I said, moving closer and wrapping an arm around her shoulders to hug her to me. "Just when you think you have your daddy back he has to leave again, and this time he's not coming back." I could feel her sobbing crying through her hunched over shoulders. "But there's a good thing that's come from this," I said. "Something way, way better. It doesn't feel like it right now but it will. You'll see, I promise."
"What?" she asked, head still down as she continued to sob softly.
"You have a new family," I said, "one that really loves you and will take care of you, one that will make sure you grow up to be the very best girl you possibly can." Hugging her tighter, I kissed the top of her head. "And you have me now, your Uncle Jimmy," I said, "and you and I already love each other. Can you feel how much you love me? I can feel how much I love you."
She continued to sob as I waited, and then she gave an ever so slight nod yes, and I kissed the top of her head again. "You and I are going to have lots of fun together, Cami," I said. "Tonight you're going to sleep with me in my bed, just the two of us. And we're going to be naughty with each other. We're going to have fun."
Cami's head came up as I talked and she stared at me through tear-stained eyes, a stunned look on her face. "We are?" she asked incredulously, shaking her head to clear it, thinking she must not be hearing right.
"Sure we are," I laughed, giving her another tight hug. "I can hardly wait to play with you." Leaning my forehead into hers, I said, "We're going to be naughty, naughty, naughty," laughing as I said it, and Cami was able to smile back at me with a sparkle returning to her eyes.
"Did you have fun?" Carolyn asked Cami as we came back into the farmhouse.
"We had a lot of fun!" Cami laughed as she skipped off to join the other kids. Carolyn looked at me, shaking her head and laughing, and the whole family was amazed to see that Cami's sullenness had suddenly vanished. That night in bed, Cami and I played together for the first time.
I lived quite a few hours' drive from Ashley and the kids and at that time I was still teaching so consequently I didn't get to see Cami and Carli as often as I would have wished. With my niece Carolyn and our family now in the picture, things got better for the kids, but there were lots of bumps along the road, serious bumps.
Ashley did not stop her partying ways. Every day after work she would pick up the girls from the day care center, take them home to the apartment where she would leave them watching television while she headed off to join her friends at the bar for happy hour. On most weekends, she would leave the kids with either Carolyn or her mother so that she could spend the weekend playing with her friends.
The following fall when Cami started first grade, she would walk back to the apartment complex by herself from school, staying by herself in the apartment until Ashley brought Carli home from day care at 6 o'clock. Ashley would leave Cami to get whatever dinner for herself and Carli while she headed off to join friends at the bar. When Ashley didn't make it home by bedtime, Cami would get Carli ready for bed and the girls would go to sleep alone in the apartment.
On occasion, a drunken Ashley would bring a drunken guy home in the middle of the night and the two girls would listen through the walls as their mommy fucked her brains out. On nights when the girls could tell their mommy and the guy were particularly drunk, they would sneak to their mother's bedroom door to watch her fucking, and afterwards when the couple had passed out asleep the girls would crawl up into bed to examine the grownups' bodies. Carli was no more than 3 years old when she discovered that if you suck on a sleeping man's limp cock it would grow and get hard, and that if you keep sucking on it, the cock would squirt cum in her mouth.
On evenings when she had a date, Ashley would come rushing in from happy hour at the bar, always late, to get ready for her date. She would sit her date on the couch, telling him, "The girls will entertain you while I get ready. Aren't they the cutest, sexiest little things you ever saw?" and leaving the girls with the guy head off into her bedroom, closing the door behind her as she showered and got dressed.
This was a treat for the girls. They saw their mother as the most beautiful, sexiest woman in the world. They saw how men looked at their mother, and they saw how she flirted and tempted the men. They saw how their mother teased the men with her sexy body and seductive looks, how she allowed herself to be kissed and tongue fucked while the men's greedy hands groped over her full body. And they wanted to be just like their mommy, just as sexy and seductive and alluring to men as she was. So when Ashley told them to entertain the guy, they did their best to emulate their mommy and make him want them as badly as he wanted their mommy.
"Do you really think I'm cute?" 6- or 7-year old Cami would ask, crawling into his lap, a knee to each side as she faced him with her arms laid over his shoulders, batting her eyes seductively and making her sexuality as overt as she possibly could, just like her mommy did with men. She wanted to turn the man on sexually. She wanted to make him hot just like her mommy did.
Wrapping her arms around the guy's neck, she would pull herself to him, saying, "You can hug me if you want to. I like it when you hug me." With his arms around her, she could say softly into his ear, "Mmm, I like how your hands feel on me. You can touch me wherever you want. I don't care. I like it when you do." If the guy was shy or hesitant, she might have to reach down to pull his hands to her butt cheeks. "Mommy says I have a sexy butt. Do you think it's sexy? Feel of it." If she could get his fingers into her crotch, she would purr, "Mmm, I like it when you rub there. That feels good," reaching down to make sure she had made his cock good and hard. It's a miracle the girls were never raped.
Cami woke one summer morning to the sound of the apartment doorbell ringing incessantly. Stumbling out of bed in her sleep shirt and panties she made her way to the front door, rubbing sleep-filled eyes as she opened it to see her mommy's current boyfriend standing there. Blinking at him, she said, "Mommy's at work."
"I know she is," the young man said. "I came to see you."
"You did?" Cami asked, rubbing her eyes in confusion.
"Yeah, I did," he said, stepping inside the apartment and lifting Cami up into his arms before closing and locking the door behind him. "Let's go back to bed," he said, "you still look sleepy."
"Okay," Cami said, resting her sleepy head on his shoulder as he headed off down the hall to the girls' bedroom.
Laying the little girl down on her warm bed, Cami rolled over and curled up with her back to him, falling asleep immediately as the man stripped naked and curled up behind her, pulling the covers over them.
Through her sleep, Cami could feel the man lifting her leg and push his throbbing hot cock up between her thighs, high against her crotch. "What are you doing?" she mumbled, refusing to wake up.
"I'm play-fucking you," the man said, pushing his arm underneath her for his hand to pull his cock tightly up into the crotch of her panties.
"Oh," Cami murmured, stirring her body to adjust to his arm underneath before returning to sleep. His warm body pressing against hers felt good. "Okay," she mumbled, feeling his other hand reaching over her to come up under her sleep shirt. Drifting back into sleep, the hand felt warm as it moved up her bare tummy to find her tiny pink nipples to massage and toy with.
Gradually she became aware of the man humping his cock harder and harder into her crotch. He was breathing harder and softly beginning to moan. She was almost awake when she felt the man's body tense and tremble. She heard him groan, "Oh God," and his body shook as the first load shot out into his hand, and she felt warm wetness high on her leg. "Oh fuck, oh fuck," the man softly moaned, his body trembling as load after load erupted from his cock, and now she could feel the warm wetness running down over her leg.
Finally, he fell over on to his back and she could hear him panting, gasping for air. She reached down to feel the wetness on her leg and on the bed sheets beneath. "You made a mess," she said, rising up to go fetch a wet washcloth from the bathroom.
"Sorry," the man said as he watched Cami on her knees beside him mopping the cum from her bed sheet. "God, you are so fucking hot and sexy," he said, his fingers massaging the inside of her thigh as she scrubbed. Cami was still sleepy but she liked hearing that.
"You're mommy's boyfriend," she said. "You like her."
"I like you, too," he answered, reaching to lift the bottom of her sleep shirt.
Cami held her arms up, allowing him to take off her sleep shirt, and still sitting on her knees wearing only her panties, she said, "I don't understand. I'm just a little girl. You're mommy's boyfriend."
Sitting up to lift Cami into a standing position, he looked her up and down. "You're a fucking gorgeous kid," he said, reaching to pull down her panties. Cami's hand held his shoulder for balance as she stepped out of the panties and then she stood naked in front of him. It gave her hot chills watching his hot eyes travel up and down her nakedness. "You're so hot, so fucking sexy," he said, looking her over. "You make me so fucking hot."
Cami flushed a little; she liked hearing that and she liked the way the man's hot eyes looked at her. "You like mommy," she said again. "You like kissing her and feeling of her."
The man laughed. "Come here, baby," he said, pulling her down on top of him as he fell back on to the bed. He adjusted her body, draping her leg to each side, and then held her face over his. "You're the one I like kissing," he said, bringing her lips down on his.
She felt his tongue and opened to allow it inside. Cami liked when men did this, put their tongue in her mouth. She could feel how it drove men crazy with desire when her tongue pushed and rolled and played with the man's tongue, and it made her hot, too. She felt the man's hand slide down her back and into her crotch so his fingers could go inside her wet pussy slit. That felt good.
"Your sweet little pussy is all hot and wet," he told her. "I want to taste it," he said, rolling her over and moving down between her legs. Cami spread her legs for him, letting his face move into her crotch before wrapping the legs over his shoulders while she propped herself up on her elbows to watch. His hands under her butt cheeks lifted her hips to his mouth, and a shiver ran through her as she felt his rough, hot tongue lick up the inside of her slit. "Sweet pussy," he said, glancing up at her. "Your pussy is wonderful." Cami giggled hearing that.
She felt herself flushing hotter as the man continued to lick, and her body was beginning to tingle. It felt delicious, and she lay back, reaching down to hold the man's head in place so he would keep licking. Her body was trembling and so hot she felt beads of perspiration forming on her face and body. She locked her legs tighter around his head and her hands tugged the man's face deeper into her crotch. The pleasure was so intense she didn't realize she was making small moaning sounds. It felt so very, very good.
The intensity tired her and finally she had to stop, letting go of his head and spreading her legs so she could push his face away. The man lay back down beside her, looking at her flushed, panting face. "God, you can really orgasm, kid," he said, wiping away the perspiration. He laughed. "You're going to be one delicious fuck when you get a little older, baby," he said, and Cami liked hearing that.
The man held her and kissed over her face as Cami cooled down. "I want to fuck this pretty face of yours," he said after tongue fucking her again.
Cami reached down to hold his throbbing cock. "It's really big and hard," she said, smiling up at him as her hand squeezed the hot cock. She liked that she could make a grown man's cock get hard.
The man laughed, sitting up to prop Cami's pillows on her bed before laying his head against them as he adjust himself down the bed. "I've been wanting this since I met you, pretty girl," he said, lifting Cami over him. He kissed her lips again before lowering her down on to her knees between his legs. Holding her face, for a moment he looked lovingly into her pretty face and then, holding his cock up to meet her, he lowered her mouth down over it. As the cock slipped inside Cami's wet, warm, sucking mouth, he shivered. "God, your mouth feels as good as I thought it would, baby," he said, his hands beginning to pump Cami's head up and down the shaft.
Little Carli, sleeping in the bed across the room from Cami's, had awakened from the noise and now stood watching from the edge of Cami's bed. "Me too, okay?" she said as Cami sucked hard on the cock. "My turn next."
From the age of 5 until the age of 8, this happened fairly often with Cami as well as Carli, particularly as she got a little older. Ashley went through boyfriends at an amazing rate, and she dated 3 or 4 nights during a workweek, not counting the weekend getaways. As I said before, it was something of a miracle neither of the girls were raped. My guess is that had they ever tried to resist, they may well have been raped. It was their acceptance of the sex which protected them.
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