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Subject: {ASSM} NND 12 of 12  Girl Patrol
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                                        Andrew Roller Presents
 
                                                GIRL PATROL

                                             Chapter Twelve

         As it turned out, we did nothing at all.  Or at least it felt
like nothing, the river thrusting us along until at last we veered
slowly to the right, and ended up on the bank opposite the one that we'd
first entered the river from.  Many miles downriver, however, our ammo
bag lost forever, even our boots lost, because all of us had kicked off
our footwear as we went splashing into the river, so it wouldn't pull us
down and drown us.  Now we huddled shivering amidst the weeds on the
riverbank, the blood red sun dropping down low against the horizon,
about to disappear and leave us in darkness.  The girls held themselves,
feeling chilled from the encroaching night air.
         "It's colder here," Kim observed.
         "Yeah," I said, my teeth chattering.  The girls pressed
closer.  Their small bodies felt warm against me and I wished we had a
blanket or something to wrap ourselves in.  "We're gonna have trouble
tonight," I said.  It had never been cold at night before; something
must have happened to the weather or maybe it was just different here,
downriver.
         "We're going to die," Jan said.
         "No we're not," Kim snapped.
         "Cuddles is cold, I'll bet," Becky said.  Her voice had a
sniffle in it.
         "Oh God, don't start crying again," Kim told her.
         "It was just a stuffed toy," Jan said to Becky.  "Though he was
a cute little fellow, I'll admit."  Becky drew her cape around her and I
thought of the pocket I'd sewn into the back of it, so she could carry
Cuddles around with her.  Why hadn't I just jammed the fucking teddy
bear in there?  He might have stayed in the pocket while she was
swimming around in the water.  Still, I thought to myself, if I changed
anything in our past, perhaps the wolves would have gotten us.  We'd be
in the bottom of their bellies now instead of huddled in the darkness. 
It was little Becky, swimming underwater, that had surprised them,
shooting them from below like some secret spear fisherman stabbing at
sharks.
         "I got one of them in the penis," Becky said suddenly, lifting
her blue eyes up to me.  The girls laughed.  Becky had told us this
earlier, out on the river, but it seemed to amuse her and now she told
it again, the other two girls laughing.  Even Becky started giggling.
         "Take out Mr. Snake!" Jan suggested suddenly.  
         "Yes!" the girls all cried, and six little hands dove at my
groin.  Immediately I responded; my cock lifting up in my pants.
         "Girls, I don't think this is the best time to be fooling
around," I said.  "We should really be thinking of some way to start a
fire.  Maybe by rubbing sticks..."
         "Maybe by rubbing your dick!" Kim crowed, and together the
girls unzipped me and yanked out my manhood.  Jan was the first one to
mount it tonight.  The matter was simple; I had designed their
Frederick's of Hollywood costumes, which were still in perfect
condition, to leave their little pussies bare.  The girl rubbed herself
against me and I felt a strong urge to show her that my penis was useful
for something more.  It would be quite warm inside her little cunt, if I
could fit myself into it.
         "God, I want to fuck you!" I blurted.  I grabbed Jan and rolled
on top of her.  This surprised the other two girls; previously I had
just let them mount me and rub themselves.  But now I wanted more, and I
was conflicted whether I should take more or not.  Jan was, after all,
only nine.  And Becky was eight, should she be watching something like
this?
         "Ooooh!  Yum!" Kim said, impressed by my macho move.  She
giggled, as if we were wrestling, and got on top of me, on my back. 
Becky tried to clamber up on me too.  Meanwhile I was spreading little
Jan's legs wide apart, admiring her pussy as she looked down over her
budding breasts at my stiff cock.
         "Giddyap!" Becky, who had managed to get on my back with Kim,
hollared.  It was rather difficult, I thought to myself, to fuck Jan
with the other two girls trying to ride me.  I decided just to rub
myself in her crotch.  It was glorious, delicious, and it took a lot of
willpower for me to hold myself back.  When I had given Jan a good
thrusting, back and forth along the lips of her cunt, I managed to pull
Kim off my back.  I did her next, Jan watching, hugging me as I did it. 
Then came Becky's turn.  She was giggly and silly as I did her.  When I
spurted suddenly on her small belly, she told me Cuddles would have
lasted longer.
         "I'm sure he's making someone very happy right now," I said. 
Jan and Kim put their hands into my sperm, on Becky's belly.  It was
warm.  This made them happy and they eagerly smeared it over Becky as
she tried to wiggle away.  Listening to Becky giggled, I remarked to
myself what a paradise we'd made for ourselves!  For me especially,
since I was no longer a lonely 35-year-old guy living in my dead
parents' house.  And for the girls too, I thought, for who would have
given them the liberty to live this way back home, doing whatever they
pleased, frigging themselves on my dick whenever they liked, wearing
their salacious little lingerie outfits?
         "Our world is too uptight," I said, when we were again cuddled
up against each other for warmth, my sperm drying on the girls' bodies.
         "Still, I want to go home," Kim said.
         "Me too," Jan agreed.
         "But first we have to find Cuddles," Becky said.
         "Oh fuck," Kim frowned.
         "We can't leave him!" Becky insisted.
         "How are we going to find a teddy bear, even a cute teddy bear
like Cuddles, out here in the middle of nowhere?" Jan said.  She
fingered her gun.  Fortunately, the girls hadn't dropped their weapons. 
But we had no ammo.  Everything had been shot fighting the wolves.
         "I hope no vampires come around us," Jan said, looking across
the fields that stretched seemingly endlessly away from the river.  Out
under the stars the river kept flowing.  Beyond its vast expanse we
could just make out the other bank, a different shade of near-blackness
above the river and beneath the sky.
         "I wish at least the moon would come up," Kim said.
         "That might just let the vampires see us," I said.  "We should
really go looking around for some sticks and see if we can rub them
together or something."
         "We can rub our pussies!" Becky offered.
         "No, we need to get serious," Kim said.  She was always our
natural leader and I think, no matter what I said, I always waited for
her to finally take the ball from me and run with it.
         "It's too cold to look for sticks," Jan said.
         "We can just look around here," Kim said.  "Maybe there are
sticks in the weeds."
         "There aren't any trees.  At least I don't think so," Becky
said.  She scanned the blackness.  We all did, and I saw a tree standing
alone some distance away.
         "There's one!" Jan said.  She pointed.  It was a big tree,
spreading out above the tall grasses of the prairie.  Its aloneness only
seemed to emphasize how alone we were.
         "I'll look for sticks in the weeds," Becky said.  "You can go
look around that tree."
         "Oh thanks," Jan said.
         "Good, Becky.  Look here by the bank, since you're the littlest
one," Kim said.  "Something may have floated down from further
upriver."  Kim stood up.  "I'll walk along the river that way," she
said.  She pointed downriver.  "You walk along it the other way," Kim
said, and looked at me, pointing upriver.
         "Great.  If I go far enough upriver and swim across it maybe I
can find our ammo bag," I muttered.
         "I'm sure I can find something down here!" Becky enthused.  She
sprang up and bolted for the riverbank, about two dozen feet from where
we were sitting.  As I watched her rush off into the weeds that were
growing around us, Jan got up and went running, with childlike
enthusiasm, for the single tree in the distance.
         "Maybe it would be a good idea for us not to split up," I said,
but it was too late.  I was left sitting alone, my pants still
unzippered.  The girls thrashed their way across the prairie grasses,
looking for sticks.  I decided to do the same.  I stood up, more slowly
however than the girls had.  I was, after all, 35.  I began moving
through the grass.  With my bare feet I hoped to feel something stiff. 
But all I felt was the grass and the sandy riverbank dirt.  It would be
a long night, I feared, and I wondered if we would survive it to again
see the dying sun.

30

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