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From: "Simple Man" <man.simple@hotmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} The Right Side of Wrong
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Date: Mon, 26 Dec 2005 04:10:01 -0500
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The Right Side of Wrong

   By Simple Man

   (short story, fiction)





   Samantha Tellings deliberately singled me out from the other people in
the park that day.  There was no question about it now.  Both mother and
daughter were rail thin and looked like they were on the brink of
starvation.  Their clothing worn threadbare but clean and shoes that were
obviously not their own.  The child wore two left shoes of different colors
and for an 8 year girl she was pitifully cute.  The offer was painfully
simple and as old as time itself, sex with her daughter for money, and not
a lot of money at that.  What didn't do and should have done was just get
up and walk away.  But that was hard to do now wasn't it with the pretty
child in my lap trying to get me to kiss her on the lips.  I knew I was
about to do the wrong thing for the right reason.



   You see, the mother was in near hysterics watching her daughter come on
to me like she had been told to do, but words were far different than
actions and seeing it happen visibly upset the mother as she tried to go
through her ill prepared litany of reasoning.  She was hanging now by a
thread, being the mom she really was versus the pimp she was trying to be.
She was losing it right there in front of me and I didn't want to see that
happen.



   "Okay, it's a deal, let's go to my place." I said forcing the situation.



   My face was wet from the child kissing me which she didn't seem to mind
at all doing and it left me thinking she probably did not have a daddy
around.  The mother just gave out with a sigh, thankful she did not go
completely to pieces over the issue and followed along as I had the little
girl's hand in mine.  A block away from the park we arrived at my apartment
building and went in.



   We all sat down, the little girl on my lap again.



   "Well, how much to love her and for how long?" I asked as I nibbled on
the preteen girl's earlobe.



   "One hundred dollars for an hour, and I stay in the room with her but I
won't watch"



   I pulled a one thousand dollar bill from my wallet and laid it on the
coffee table.  It got the reaction I wanted.  The mother's eyes grew wide
and her body fidgeted.  I knew that most people had never even seen a
G-Note, much less actually have one.



   "That's ten hours!" I said.



   At this precise point in time, the child had something to say about the
proceedings.



   "WOW MOM!  I think he really wants me!"



   The mother was trying to catch flies or she was wordless, I was not sure
which.  The moment she picked up that money the deal was made and she knew
it.  Meanwhile I was kissing the little girl and tickling her relentlessly
and the child loved every moment of it.  Then still giggling the little
girl placed my hand under her dress and right on top of her hairless damp
pussy (surprise no panties).  I got the feeling that the little girl wanted
some naughty play even if the mother had other motives for the child even
being here.



   Rubbing her slippery little slit, the little girl became quiet and laid
her head back against my chest closing her eyes, a movement that had not
gone unnoticed by her mother.



   "You know, 10 hours with me and she won't want to go back with you." I
stated.



   There was nothing for the woman at this point but launching herself into
tears as she had completely lost control of the plan and the situation.  My
finger was probing the little girl's hole and the little girl was moaning
in pleasure.  I flipped her dress up so her mother could see exactly what
was going on, not that she could not have imagined it.  The woman wept like
a baby, total loss of control.



   "How old are you?" I asked the woman.



   "Twenty-three." she responded choking back the tears that flooded her
mouth.



   "How would you like living here with me?  No more money worries, never
another hungry day in your life, the chance to regain your dignity and be a
proper mother again.  Nice clothes and all the freedom you want.  How would
you like that?"



   "You would do that for us?" she stammered.



   "NO!  For this little one."



   "DO IT MOM!  I don't want to lose him!"



   "Go ahead; take the money, a pretty girl needs pocket money."



   It has always amazed me how fast a woman's face can turn from tear
stained to radiant in mere seconds; I don't know how they do that.



   "Will I get some loving too or will it all just be for her?"



   "Why are you standing way over there when you could be over here getting
some right now?" I chided her.



   "COME ON MOM!  We can both get fucked tonight with our new daddy lover.
He's REAL gentle!"



   "Well, I am hairless too and probably as tight as she is, I'll agree if
you really mean it."



   "I mean it." Say you girls hungry?



   "YEA!  Let's order PIZZA, lots of pizza." the soft skinned little
darling shouted.



   When the pizza arrived I paid for it and set the boxes down on the
kitchen table.  The little girl wanted to dig right in but her mother
stopped her.



   "We have to say grace first before we eat.  "Heavenly Father, bless this
food we are about to eat and bless Daddy for loving us and giving us a new
home.  Amen."



   "AMEN!" the peanut gallery sounded off.



   We all dug in and had a feast fit for teenagers.



   After things were cleared up and put away I found mother and daughter
whispering in the living room with the little one giggling at appropriate
moments.  I sat down in a chair and little miss lovely walked over to me
and stripped naked as the day she was born.  She was skin and bone and full
of ribs, save for her fat pussy between her legs.



   "I want you to give me a bath, together, you and me in the bath,
together, the both of us at the same time, together, okay?"



   What a mouthful!  I said sure, let's go.



   I cupped her little ass cheeks as she waddled into the bathroom and her
mother laughed almost uncontrollably.



   "I'm NEXT!" she shouted after us.



   You see it was all wrong, the sexy play and naughty things we did, but
it was so right to give them a home and a future with as much loving as the
wanted or needed.  And to the rest of the world, I had my daughter and
granddaughter come home to live with me.  Life was getting good in my old
age.

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