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WENDY [ part 24 ] We were all presentable as we entered the living room, Tanya was sitting in an armchair, tears visible on her face, Elizabeth smiled as us when we walked in. “Janet I can’t say how good it is that you’ve taken Tanya, she needs comfort and company.” She said, while Janet was replying to Elizabeth’s words I went to the young girl. “Hello again Tanya, do you want to stay with us?” I asked her, she looked up and nodded her head, I smiled and then said, “Well you are going to have to enjoy yourself! And that’s an order!” but my tone was as light as possible. “. . .but I miss my mummy, I wanted to see her but they had her in the ambulance before I could do anything.” Tanya said softly and I could see the tears starting to fall again. I picked her up and hugged her, “That’s okay Tanya, we know and it’s okay to be worried about your mother and your sister, now dry your tears and have something to eat, then Amanda will show you to your room, okay?” Tanya threw her arms around me and hugged me, I held her while she did that and then put her on the floor, she wiped her eyes and walked to Janet and Elizabeth. “Thank you Mrs. Jones, I’m sorry if I’m putting you out and I understand if you. . .” she didn’t finish as Janet went down onto her knees to hug her. “Don’t be so daft Tanya, you’re welcomed to stay here for as long as you need to, and my name is Janet so you can knock off that Mrs. Jones nonsense.” She said causing the girl to cry again. Elizabeth looked on, “I can see that she’s in good hands, so I’ll go. You have my number if you need any help, I’ll leave word that you can contact me at any time, and Tanya? That goes for you as well.” And with that Elizabeth left us. ---- Tanya was, naturally, subdued during the dinner, Amanda and Wendy tried to draw her out but she didn’t really respond. I played the heavy and made her eat, although there wasn’t much I could threaten her with. After dinner the three girls, one rather reticent and two enthusiastic, went to Amanda’s room to play until bedtime. Janet handed me a cup of coffee and sat down beside me. “Can we talk John?” She asked me “Of course Janet, what’s up?” I said and started sipping the coffee. “Did you mean what you said about staying here, or were you just playing around?” She was watching me closely. “Ah! I was serious Janet, brain washing aside I do like it here.” I said smiling slightly “Oh I bet you do! All the lovely women waiting for your attention.” Janet said with a mocking tone. I shook my head, “Oh no Janet, I can count the number of women I’ve been with on one hand and still have finger left over. Since I’ve come here I’ve only been intimate with You and Abigail. You because I wanted to . . . and Abigail because I was ordered to.” “What about Amanda and Tanya, not to mention Wendy?” Janet said. “I said women, and of the three you spoke about only Amanda and Wendy have received any attention from me, Tanya I spanked for not telling me the truth, and I hugged her once at her home and once here! And that was the extent of my interaction with her.” I said sounding surprisingly firm. “Oh John I’m just kidding, I trust you. That was something I found I couldn’t do with Dave.” “Trust me to pick up any piece of skirt that takes my fancy you mean.” I said with a touch of sourness. Janet shook her head, “I’m sorry John, I didn’t really mean that. We all know you’re a good man. Let’s get off that subject. Now where are you going to live here in Ropeville? Because you can stay here, there’s plenty of room you know.” She said. I tried to change onto her subject, “I’m not sure Janet. It doesn’t feel right; I mean it would seem like you were keeping me, I’m not used to that.” I said. “Well look on it as a perk of the job? Like . . . I don’t know . . . like a tied cottage to use one of your English terms.” She said smiling. I looked at the surroundings, “Janet I wouldn’t call this a tied cottage, and I’m not really a farm hand – they’re the ones who had to live on the lane in cottages and houses built by the farmers.” I explained, but the image began to work on me, a farm hand taking a mare to be served, and I smiled at the simile. Janet, however, hadn’t seen my face and continued talking, “Of course not, but it’s just part of your job, because if you are staying then I do have a job for you, one that’s suited to your abilities.” She said, but further talk was curtailed by the appearance of Tanya dressed in her pyjamas and tears in her eyes, she stopped when she saw us. “What’s wrong Tanya?” I asked her gently as she appeared so scared. “Amanda’s telling me fibs! She says that she’s sucked your cock and it was nice . . . but it isn’t! I know it isn’t!” I held out my arms to her and she slowly came over and I sat her on my lap. “Tanya honey, how do you know that?” Janet asked her just as gently. “Because . . . Daddy . . .” Tanya started to say but then she stopped and buried her face in my chest. “Tanya’s father made her suck him when she was younger. I’m sure she didn’t want to do it and he forced her.” I held her close to me, “That’s the main reason she doesn’t want to know about such things, it scares her.” I could feel her crying as I said that, causing me to rock her slightly in comfort. “Oh Tanya I’m sorry, I didn’t know. That was wrong of him.” Janet said and then looked quizzically at us, “What happened to him?” She asked which made Tanya cry even more. I answered for her, “He died some years ago, it seems some metal fell on him in a factory.” I said softly. Recognition showed in Janet’s eyes, “Oh yes . . . I remember that, but didn’t you mother receive the insurance money?” Tanya pulled her head away in confusion, “What money? They said that daddy helped to make the accident and we wouldn’t get anything! We had to move from our house to that place, that’s why mummy has to work on two jobs to keep us, it’s not fair!” she said and started to cry again. I looked at Janet who was back to her thoughtful self, I couldn’t disturb her now. I held onto Tanya and managed to get to my feet – you try being graceful while holding a crying girl in your arms and getting up from an armchair, it’s not so easy! – And quietly took her upstairs. I went pass Amanda’s bedroom where the two girls were playing some Playstation game, Amanda looked over as we passed and waved before returning her attention to the game. I found Tanya’s room, as Adrian had promised it was a girl’s bedroom, complete with toys and frilly sheets. I moved the sheets to one side and placed Tanya into the bed, covered her with the sheets and tucked her in; I kissed her on the forehead and went out of the room to let her sleep. ---- I returned downstairs to where Janet was at a computer screen and holding a phone to her ear, “I can see that Sophie, but just where did the money go to? I’m informed that the family didn’t receive it and have suffered from that can you dig any further? . . . Something about culpability? . . . Nothing? Not at all? . . . what about their bank account does it show . . . I see . . . Well do what you can and make a report, we’ll deal with it tomorrow . . . No I haven’t forgotten about them . . . Yes we’ll both be there . . . Alright Sophie, I’ll see you, goodbye.” She hung up and cleared the computer screen. “Problems?” I asked her making her jump, as she’d been so intent on the phone she hadn’t heard me approach. “Oh John, I thought you’d be longer with Tanya,” She said, “no, it’s just something that cropped up at work, talking of which I’ve had a . . . eventful day, so I think I’ll turn in. Would you mind coming into work with me tomorrow? We’ve got the Purple group to talk to don’t forget so it might be busy.” She said. “Not at all, I need to do something or I’ll be climbing the walls . . . what’s going to happen with Tanya tomorrow?” I asked. “Well I’m sure Elizabeth would have told the school about Tanya, so they’ll be prepared for her, so we’ll let her go as normal, as for tonight . . . I’ll ask the girls to leave you alone if you don’t mind, you’re going to need your wits about you when you meet the group in the morning, have a good night John.” Janet said and walked out of the room. I could hear moans of disappointment from upstairs as Janet had obviously told the girls not to bother me, but then they changed to cheers for some reason, then it went quiet. I turned on the television to watch the news – it’s amazing that in America they’ve got so many news channels that can’t tell you anything about home! I was disturbed by the two girls walking into the living room, wearing large T-shirts, on Amanda’s was the cartoon dog droopy, although all I could see was his back as he looked through a, painted, hole in the shirt. (On the back was the slogan ‘You know what . . . I’m happy!’ but I didn’t see that until Amanda ran back upstairs). Wendy’s had Tweety-Pie, or at least the body of Tweety as his head appeared to be disspeared up the bottom of the shirt (on the back of that one was a red faced Tweety and the slogan ‘I thoth I thaw a Putty!’) I don’t know where they got them from, but they both made me smile. “Goodnight Daddy, Mummy Janet said you were too tired for games tonight, so we’re to let you sleep.” Wendy said and kissed me on my cheek. “Yeah goodnight daddy John, we’ll see you in the morning.” Amanda said and she also kissed me but on the mouth. Wendy tried to pull her away but Amanda wouldn’t budge, “What’s wrong?” She asked my daughter. “That’s my daddy you know, you should kiss him on the cheek!” Wendy said but I could see her smiling. “Oh you kiss him where you want . . . I like kissing him like that!” Amanda said, Wendy looked down at my groin and giggled before the pair of them ran from the living room. After a few minutes I decided to go to bed, it had been a tiring day. ---- I was awoken in the night by crying at my door, I got out of my bed and walked to the door and opened it, Tanya was curled up at the entrance crying away. “Hey, Tanya what’s up?” I asked her softly. “I can’t sleep, this house has too many noises!” Tanya said, I must admit that I hadn’t heard anything but it is difficult to sleep in a strange house for a young child. “I’m not sure what I can . . .” I began to say. “CanIsleepwithyou?” it wasn’t so much a question as words fired from a machine gun. “Do you want to? I would have thought that Janet would have been better for you.” I said. But Tanya shook her head, “No, she’s got Wendy and Amanda with her, they’d only laugh at me.” She said and held my hand, “Please Mr. Arg . . . I mean John.” She said. Now I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this before, but I sleep in the nude. And I was luckily in the darkness of the house so that Tanya didn’t have to look at me, but in the confines of a bed she was bound to feel . . . something! “Alright Tanya, but give me time to put on some boxers or something.” I said. “Why?” She asked – I’d like to know why we taught kids that word! “Well, you see I don’t sleep with any night clothes and I don’t think its right that you should be dressed and I’m not.” I said trying to skirt around the problem. “Oh! I see.” Tanya said and released her hold on my hand. “What are you doing Tanya?” I asked her, dreading the answer. “You’re right - can I call you Uncle John? - so I’m getting undressed.” She said simply – I knew I shouldn’t have said anything. “There’s no need for that Tanya.” I said. “Yes it is, mummy told me that I should follow what other people did, this is your bedroom so I should sleep like you do!” Tanya carried on saying, “and can I call you Uncle John?” She persisted. “What, err, yes Tanya.” I said and she took the answer for both situations, finished undressing and then ran for my bed, diving under the covers and hiding her head under them. I debated on whether to put on some boxers but shook my head, I was still tired and wanted to sleep. I gently got into the bed and turned so that my back was to Tanya. “Goodnight Tanya.” I said. She didn’t reply but I could hear her sobbing, I turned around so that I was facing her, “What’s wrong Tanya?” I asked her. “I’m scared . . . will you . . . could you . . . hold me . . . please?” She said in a quiet voice, just above a whisper. “Of course I can.” I said to her and put my arms over her, she seemed to relax. I was aware that I was holding a naked girl in my arms, and that I was naked as well, but I tried to ignore it . . . I was alright, at least in my mind, however my body had other ideas! I felt Tanya stiffen in fear and she tried to move away from me, “It’s sticking into me!” She said. I could feel what ‘it’ was. “I’m sorry Tanya, it’s a normal reaction that all men have when they hold a beautiful girl in their arms, they can’t help it.” I said then I had an idea. “What about if you turn around and I put my cock between your legs?” I said. “You won’t try to put it in me will you?” she asked sounding really scared. “No Tanya, you just hold me between your thighs and we’ll spoon together like that alright?” I said. She was a bit doubtful but did as I asked, soon her little butt was into my stomach and my unruly cock was held safely between her legs, she reached down to make sure I wasn’t in danger of attacking her pussy, giving a slight giggle as she felt my cock react to her touch. I however had more access to her forming tits and I gently stroked them feeling her shiver with the pleasure, I moved a hand lower down to her pussy and gently rubbed it, she giggled again and then sucked in a breath of air, “Please sir don’t hurt me.” She said. “I’m not going to push my finger inside you Tanya, just rubbing it over the top of your pussy, so don’t worry, I’ll be gentle with you.” I said softly and she allowed me to lightly touch the top of her sex, tittiating the small bud that was there until she came with a sigh. “That was nice, why didn’t daddy ever do that to me?” Tanya asked and then she fell asleep before I could answer. It wasn’t long before I joined her in sleep. |