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Subject: {ASSM} Fairies 03: Tina's Fall {Georgie Porgie} (b+/g pedo nc bond humil)
Date: Fri, 21 Mar 2003 01:10:07 -0500
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         Don't skip over this disclaimer!  It's important!

      This and other stories by Georgie Porgie can be found at:
                http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/GeorgiePorgie/www

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"If the First Amendment means anything, it means that a state has no
business telling a man, sitting alone in his own house, what books he
may read or what films he may watch."  -- Justice Thurgood Marshall

Never let anyone try to tell you that you're not allowed to READ A STORY
because you're under some stupid arbitrary age that changes from country
to country, and year to year.  But if you're under the stupid arbitrary
age at the particular time and place you read this, keep quiet about it.

And never let anyone try to tell you that you're not allowed to READ A
STORY because some people currently in power in the place you live (no
matter if that's your country or your home) have decided THEY don't like
to read what YOU like to read.  But if they've 'banned' this story, then
keep quiet about it reading it.

The author does not condone abuse of any person, by any other person,
regardless of the ages, genders, heritage, or political or biological
relationships between any of the persons involved.  Abuse includes any
activity done without the willing participation of everyone directly
involved, unless done to prevent other abuse under this definition.
But it also includes using force or threats to interfere in, disrupt,
or prevent the activities of others NOT committing abuse under this
definition, by others who are NOT directly involved.  Any person guilty
of abuse under this definition should be arrested to prevent such abuse.

"There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book.  Books
are well written or badly written.  That is all."  -- Oscar Wilde

Fantasies are fantasies, and are not real life.  This story is a FANTASY
and if it involves abuse of anyone by anyone else, then nobody should
act that way in real life, nor tolerate anyone else acting that way in
real life.  But neither should anyone object, in real life, to anyone
else's FANTASIES, let alone try to justify real-life abuse because of
them.  In over 30 years of reading and writing stories like this, the
author has NEVER hurt any real person, nor tolerated anyone else doing
so.  Enjoying FANTASIES like this DOES NOT and NEED NOT not make anyone
a monster in real life, as long as they understand that real people are
not to be treated this way.

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This story is Copyrighted (C) by Georgie Porgie.  All rights reserved.
It may be FREELY reposted to any appropriate newsgroup providing all the
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1. This header remains attached to the story unchanged.
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  to avoid the story if they wouldn't like it.
4. The story is posted unaltered, either by addition or deletion. 

People who flood the newsgroup with a hundred stories, none of which
have story codes, are obnoxious morons wasting the time of everyone
reading the group, and providing nothing of value.  I don't want any
of my stories to be posted by obnoxious morons. 

It may be FREELY archived on any appropriate web site providing all the
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  rather than rudely BYPASSING all of the descriptions and disclaimers
  that would otherwise be required.
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  to avoid the story if they wouldn't like it, and
3. The reader is required to SEE, if not read, the full disclaimers and
  description prior to deciding whether to read the story, just like it
  is on the aforementioned author's web site.
4. The story is archived unaltered, either by addition or deletion.

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                                Fairies

Caution! Just because you liked the first chapter does not mean you will
like the following chapters, and vice versa.  Take note of the story
codes, and avoid reading chapters that take these girls places you don't
want to follow.

As always, this story is not real, has never happened, and I hope will
never happen, and any resemblance to any real or imaginary person,
character, structure, or place is purely an unintentional coincidence.

                         Chapter 3: Tina's Fall

Tina follows Karen and the boys, and watches what they do, from a
distance, but she doesn't understand what's happening. She thinks
Karen is having fun, and envies her.

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                                Fairies

                            by GeorgiePorgie
                            21 February 2003


                         Chapter 3: Tina's Fall

     Tina stayed hidden in the tractor tire in her back yard for a long
time, or what seemed like a long time to a girl her age, then gave up
waiting for her friend Karen to find her.  Squeezing out and onto the
sandpile the tire held, she stood and brushed the sand off her light
yellow sundress, then her bare knees, then bent over to brush off her
bare feet.  As she did, unfortunately only the row of blind stone lawn
ornaments behind her saw the great view of her matching yellow panties,
and her bare chest as her dress floated down along her arms.

     When she straightened up, her long black ponytail, braided by her
friend the day before, fell back down to her bottom and waved back and
forth across her bare back, from one delicate shoulder blade to the
other as if undecided which one it preferred to caress.

     She began looking for the girl who was supposed to be looking for
her.  Since Tina was supposed to be hiding from Karen, she wanted to
find her without being seen first, so she didn't call out.  She peeked
through the fence into Karen's back yard, but didn't see anyone.  She
slipped carefully through the narrow opening and looked around.  Karen
was nowhere in sight.  Karen wasn't supposed to be hiding, so Tina
didn't look in any of her usual hiding places.  She tried the back door
to her house, and found it had locked shut when it closed.  She peeked
through the window on the side of the house, but didn't see her friend
in her bedroom.  Tina sneaked in behind the shrubs and snuck up to the
front of the house.  She heard voices.

     Peeking around the corner of the house, Tina caught a glimpse of
Karen's white dress and her bare leg before she disappeared from sight,
followed by a boy from down the street that Tina didn't know very well.
Quickly but cautiously in case Karen came back and spotted her, Tina
crept across the lawn and peeked around the corner of the hedgerow Karen
had passed.  Karen, accompanied by three boys, not just one, was walking
away apparently in a big hurry.

     "Well great!" Tina huffed, "She's gone off and played with someone
else, right in the middle of our game!  Some friend!"  She followed
along behind, keeping at a distance.  She stopped when Karen and the
three boys stopped.  She waited as they waited, and she saw another boy
join them.  Karen turned her back on the new boy for a second, but he
didn't seem to mind, and laughed about something.  The sight annoyed
Tina even more.  "Oh sure!  Go off and play with four boys instead of
me!  And leave me there waiting for you to find me, too!"

     Tina followed again when the group hurried off down the street, but
she held back to avoid being seen.  They turned down a driveway that led
into the old overgrown lot.  By the time Tina reached the turn, Karen
and the boys had disappeared.  Bravely, she followed the long driveway,
wanting to see where Karen had gone.  She came around a curve just in
time to see a wooden gate closing.  By the time she reached it, it had
shut and Tina was locked out.  "Fine!  Be that way!" Tina called over
the fence, but no answer came back.

     Although Tina possessed great skill as a climber, as least for a
girl her age, she still had no hope of climbing over the fence or the
gate in it, but she wanted to see what Karen and the boys were doing in
there.  She looked around for a tree to climb, one high enough to let
her see over the fence.  She rejected one after another of the nearest
trees as being too short or too weak at the top to be any good, and
finally decided to try a large oak off to the side of the house.  It
would be too far away to hear anything, especially with the breeze
stirring the leaves, but it should be close enough to see, she hoped.

     She began her climb, easily reaching the first branch and picking
the next.  She worked her way slowly up the tree, and at last she could
see over the fence into the house's back yard.  She was in luck.  She
could see Karen kneeling down in the middle of the open area, with the
four boys around her.  Too many leaves blocked her view for Tina to
see much, and she felt she needed to be higher, so she returned to her
climbing, finding a higher branch strong enough to support her weight,
slight as it was, quite a distance from the trunk.  She rested on the
branch and found Karen back through a larger opening in the leaves.

     Tina gasped.  Karen had her dress pulled up high enough to show the
boys her titties!  And the boys had cameras, and were taking pictures of
her!  Tina gasped again.  She couldn't believe it when Karen pulled her
dress off over her head and tossed it aside.  One of the boys picked it
up, wadded it up into a ball, and dropped it into a box.  That was when
Tina realized that Karen's feet were bare, too.  She saw that Karen had
on only her light pink panties, nothing else, right there in front of
four boys!  She must have taken off her shoes and socks earlier.  And
she was letting them take pictures of her like that!  Tina wondered why.

     Another curious thing puzzled her.  Tina could see Karen's blond
pig-tail braids shaking, shaking, shaking.  Sometimes she could even see
Karen's shoulders shaking.  "She must be laughing about it, and having a
lot of fun without me," Tina griped, to no one in particular, except for
a small male butterfly sharing the branch with her.  It flew away, down
to her toes, looked up her dress and saw Tina's yellow panties, and flew
off eager to reproduce.

     Tina's eyes grew wide with amazement when she saw what Karen did
in front of the boys next.  One boy took something shiny from the box,
and handed it to her.  Karen's braids shook, apparently from laughter,
as she threw it away as far as she could.  But then another boy waved
something in front of her face, and the first boy brought it back to
her, and Tina watched Karen take it and hold it down by her panties, on
each side.  Tina almost slipped and fell off her branch in surprise as
Karen's pretty pink panties fell away and landed on the grass between
her knees.

     Karen was stark bare naked!!  And laughing, from the signs of her
braids and her shoulders shaking so much, as she let all four boys see
her like that, and take pictures of her.  She even stopped covering
herself in front and back, putting her arms up, then she put her hands
on top of her head, while they took more pictures.  Even from that far
away, Tina could see Karen's bare bottom crack, and she knew the four
boys could see even better from where they were, except when they stood
in front of her, which they mostly did.

     A boy reached down between her legs from behind, picked up Karen's
panties and waved the pink cloth all around as he circled around her.
Holding it in front of her face, he tore it into four pieces and handed
one to each of the other three boys.  Karen must have thought that was
really funny, Tina knew, from all the shaking of her braids as she knelt
there with her hands on her head.  Tina thought that was strange, since
she knew Karen's father would give her an awful spanking if he found out
about her letting four boys rip up her panties.

     Something even stranger confused her next, as the boys brought out
two long stakes and hammered them into the ground beside Karen, through
the holes in two cinder blocks on each side of her.  When they had the
stakes in place beside her, Karen reached out and held a stake in each
hand.  Tina knew Karen was deliberately letting the boys see her bare
titties even better, as the boys held up their cameras.  But then she
finally saw the reason Karen was doing all that, and letting the boys
see her without even her panties.

     "Bracelets!" Tina cried out in envy.  "Silver bracelets!"  She
watched the boys putting the beautiful shiny silver bracelets on each of
Karen's wrists as she held the poles.  Karen's pigtails shook even more,
so Tina knew she was laughing with delight at having the bracelets on.
She seemed to have two bracelets on each wrist, and she held the stakes
even tighter.  The boys took more pictures of Karen with her new silver
bracelets, from all sides.

     Tina finally understood.  The boys must have promised to give Karen
some silver bracelets if she would go play with them, Tina decided.  Why
else would she go off to play with them instead of her best friend?  And
why else would she agree to take off her dress, shoes and socks, even
cut off her panties, with the boys taking pictures of her?  Tina wished
the boys had asked her, instead.  She would have done a lot more than
that for some silver bracelets as pretty as those were.  Maybe she could
get the boys to give her some silver bracelets, too.  She would ask, the
very next time she had a chance.  Karen wouldn't be the only girl on the
block wearing shiny silver bracelets and laughing, Tina vowed.

     As fate would have it, her chance came much sooner than she hoped.
Tina felt a caterpillar starting to crawl across her hand, and instantly
jerked her hand away.  In doing so, she squished it against a smaller
branch.  "Eewwww!  Yuuuck!  Iccky!" she squealed, trying to wipe it off
against the bark and having no success.  Forgetting where she was, she
reached for some leaves with her other hand.

     And fell.

     Tina crashed down through the tree, passing branch after branch,
luckily avoiding serious injury since she had been out among the thin
branches.  But the tree caught her dress an instant before she escaped,
hooking it solidly with a lecherous clawlike dead branch on the lowest
of its main branches.  Tina screamed.  Her pretty yellow sundress held
her by her armpits as she struggled vainly trying to climb back into it.
She dangled from the tree, exposed from her bare feet to her bare neck
except for her light yellow panties with little yellow flowers all over.
Her arms, pinned inside the dress, found nothing to grip except leaves
and twigs, which broke off and fell on her face when she tried pulling
on them.  Tina twisted and pulled and squirmed helplessly, frantic to
find some way of escape.  At last she had only one option left.

     Tina took a breath, got her legs ready for a landing, wherever it
might be, and began to wriggle out of her dress.  The tree kept a tight
grip on it, unwilling to relinquish such a pretty token of pre-pubescent
femininity.  She relaxed and put her arms by her head and let her weight
pull her out of her dress, hoping she wouldn't be hurt when she fell
again.

     "I'll bet that's what made the noise!" a boy shouted, from not very
far away.  "Check it out!!"

     Just as she slipped out of her dress, she heard three other boys
answer, but Tina had already committed herself to her course of action.
She landed on a soft bed of leaves and fell over backward.  She saw the
branch above her, teasing her by holding her sundress just out of her
reach.  She looked up at four boys surrounding her on all sides, and
realized she had on only her panties.  Tina blushed.  "Hi," she waved,
timidly covering her titties with her other hand.

     "What are you doing on my property?" the biggest boy thundered.

     "I- I want some silver bracelets, too!" Tina pleaded.
-- 
  Georgie Porgie
  georgieporgie@fastmail.fm

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