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From: "Simple Man" <Simple@hotmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} (Mg, cons) "Peace and Quite II"  Part 1 of 2
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Date: Thu, 29 Jan 2004 06:10:02 -0500
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Peace and Quite II

   {ASSM} (Mg, cons)

   By Simple Man (C)2004





   I like my peace and quiet and don't go out much now that I am retired.
It's just a haircut once a month and some grocery shopping and that's
enough for me.  I like apartment life because I don't have to shovel snow
or do much of anything and for me that is the essence of retirement, and no
I don' t have a wife any more, bless her soul.  I don't think about sex too
much anymore, I have not been with a woman in so long I doubt that I would
remember what to do.  Add to this the number of old women in this apartment
complex and who the hell would want sex.  However this is a college town
and there are an equal number of delightful young girls to stir the
imagination of an old man.

   There are also a number of unwed mothers and divorced young women to
populate the halls with an endless amount of children.  Gosh what a treat
it is to hear them playing in the hall outside my door as if this section
of hallway is better than any other.  Like I said, I like my peace and
quiet.  So when the ruckus started for the umpteenth time I had had enough.
My door flew open and the old ogre was in the hallway to get my pound of
flesh.  Only they didn't see it that way, to them is was someone new to
play with.  The fact that I was crouched down should never be considered
and act of play, but they took it that way and I was in trouble big time.

   Seemingly attacked on all sides, I dropped to my knees and covered my
ears, and that was when she was directly in my face.  You could not ask for
a more beautiful little girl.  Her clothes were disheveled from play and
she looked just darling, and nearly breathless.

   "No leave him alone, can't you see he is old!"

   The other children backed off like I had the plague and only this little
flower of a child remained.  A new section of hallway was selected and play
resumed.

   "Come on mister, I'll help you back into your apartment."

   Pretty and polite, if I had ever had a daughter it would have been just
like her.  With the din of children playing some distance away, it was once
again quiet in my apartment, but little Suzy homemaker was not about to
dismiss herself, oh no, she was going to see that I was fully recovered. 
Truth was I found her serious antics delightful.  Now while this unfolded,
my new nurse was taking good care of me and thought milk was the cure-all
for everything.  All at once she headed for the telephone and began to dial
some number.  She talked for a minute and then held up the phone for me.

   "Hello?"

   "So, I see that my daughter has you captive in your own apartment!  She
does not choose friends so lightly, so you must be something special."

   "Me?  Nothing special about me!"

   "Oh I beg to differ, she picked you, a man, and you have a little girl
on your hands now.  But listen, I have a date tonight and I could really
use your help with looking after her while I'm out, would you be a dear and
do this for me?"

   "Well, I---"

   "That's great, thank you.  I'll bring her things over on my way out. 
What apartment are you in?"

   Well it seems that I had been drafted for the second time in my life and
the threat of a pretty little girl was every bit as dangerous to me as the
war was, and this time I didn't even have a uniform to wear.  I just knew
this would be far worse than boot camp.  I was a little surprised when her
mother arrived at my door with a suitcase and it unsettled me.

   "Just make sure she takes a bath and eats her vegetables and she can
sleep on the sofa when she is tired.  You're such a dear to do this for me
on such short notice.  Bye!"

   With all of this going on the little girl was getting quite close to me
and I could not discern what look was in her eyes, but it scared me.  She
was a little too helpful and caring and dare I say affectionate?  Anyway
she plopped herself in front of the television a second later and stayed
there as I tried to recover.

   What a beautiful little girl she was with long brown hair that fell
clear to her butt.  Her face was so pretty I could hardly stop looking at
her and I finally began reading the paper again.  It was peaceful and quiet
now as only the television made any sound and I had long since learned to
ignore that.  I wanted to read the sports page next and when I laid the
paper in my lap to turn the page, she was resting on my knees and looking
at me with puppy dog eyes.

   "I'm hungry!"

   So much for sports.  I got up and headed for my kitchen area with her
right behind me, chatting like a magpie about everything and nothing. 
Finally I stopped and she ran straight into me.  I knelt down and looked
deep into her eyes and quietly told her to be silent.  She stopped talking
instantly and lunged, her arms around my neck, her lips on mine, for
Christ's sake she was kissing me!  This eight year old's kiss was warm and
passionate, now I was really scared.

   I hoped that a nice salad would do for the vegetables and fried us up
some hamburgers, and boy was that great for her, she wolfed it down like
she had been starving and had half of mine before she was satisfied and
full.  It was bath time next since she needed to get cleaned up after
dinner anyway, so I ran her a bath and threw in some bubble bath (yea, I
like the stuff too).  I had finished the dishes and was sitting on the sofa
watching the news when she arrived in all her glory.  I thought her little
housecoat was cute and she did look cute with her hair all wet, but that
was when the big one came and I was not prepared for it at all.

   She opened her housecoat two feet in front of me and revealed her naked
body and with every theatrical bone in her child's body announced--

   "I am all that you will ever need!"

   And with that the housecoat fell from her shoulders and she climbed up
onto my lap.  I had never seen a naked little girl before and now I had one
in my lap and I heard God calling my name, as if it was my time to go.



   -END Part 1 of 2

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