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The Desk Clerk
Gambler's Special


Wizard


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Standard Disclaimer. This is a work of fiction for adults only. If you are 
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Thanks to my loyal and undaunted editor Russell Hoisington for all his hard 
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	I work on the overnight shift at the Dirigible Hotel in Watermelon 
Mountain, Idaho.
	All that may give you a false impression because there are no dirigibles in 
Watermelon Mountain and, as far as I can tell, never have been. And they 
don't grow Watermelons in Watermelon Mountain either. And I really don't 
work.
	The secret is, I own the place. Though nobody else knows it, not even the 
manager. A few years ago I really worked here. Then I was visiting my sister 
in Eugene, Oregon, and bought a lottery ticket. A winning lottery ticket. I 
kind of liked this place, so I bought it. I used a company name and a lawyer 
and the rest is history.
	Now I work the night shift.
	Why, you may ask, does he work at all if he has all that money? Well, I 
like people, and this is a great way to meet them. I sit around the hotel 
for eight hours and do about twenty minutes of work a night on the books, so 
the rest of the night I do whatever I want, mostly play on the internet.
	But I meet some interesting people and get into some interesting 
situations. I think the best part is nobody around here realizes that I have 
money. After all, I have a job. So, nobody hits me up for big donations to 
every charity drive around. That doesn't mean I'm stingy, but this way I can 
look around and decide where the money would be best used. I gave the town a 
new little league field last year and even bought a new house for a family 
with six kids who got burned out of their old one. Anonymously, of course.
	In this job, I have some great stories I could tell you. There were the 
three coeds from Idaho State who came in bombed out of their minds one 
night. But that's a different story. This is about the Gambler's Special. 
It's a regular at the hotel, but it's not in any of the literature, you have 
to know someone who knows someone.


Chapter I
The Night Shift
	It all started last Summer. I came in a little before eleven on Wednesday 
night as usual. I work eleven to seven. To the rest of the world it was 
Wednesday, but to me it was Friday, and I was looking forward to my weekend. 
I'm not really sure why, but it's always nice.
	Ginny, the swing desk clerk briefed me about what was going on. The only 
problem we had was `Mr. Johnson'. Not his real name of course. I'm not going 
to ruin a good thing by letting you in on it.
	Mr. Johnson and his kids had been there for two days. The problem was that 
Mr. Johnson had only paid for the first day and was supposed to pay for the 
second this afternoon, but hadn't come by. I told Ginny that I would take 
care of it.
	Mr. Johnson owed us seventy-nine dollars plus tax for the room and fourteen 
dollars in phone calls. Now, I'm not a ogre. I was just going to gently 
remind him that he needed to pay. I used the computer to change his 
electronic key code so that he'd have to come by the desk. Then I put the 
`Desk clerk will be back in a minute' sign on the counter and went to close 
the pool.
	The pool is supposed to close at ten thirty, but Ginny had said the kids 
were having a good time and she didn't have the heart. The pool complex is 
great. The pool itself is sixty feet long, almost twice as long as most 
hotel pools, with a big slide and two diving boards. We also have a ten-foot 
kiddies pool and a ten-person hot tub as well. There's an exercise room with 
weight set, stationary bikes, and treadmill. And a sauna. Just our pool 
alone gets us a lot of repeat family business.
	When I got to the pool there were seven kids still swimming. A girl about 
sixteen with a string bikini that showed off her assets so well that my 
balls started to ache. Three boys about twelve who kept checking out the 
girl, and who could blame them. And the Johnson kids.
	There were three of them, all girls: a blond about twelve or thirteen, a 
dark brunette about ten, and a strawberry blond about eight. I'm very good 
with ages so I knew I was close. I watched them all play for a couple of 
minutes and then told them I was closing the pool. There were a lot of 
noises of disappointment, but they all got out and left. The teenage girl 
was first, with the boys close behind her, watching the sway of hips just 
barely covered by the fabric of her bikini.
	The Johnson kids were toweling off as I walked around picking up used 
towels and trash, so I had a chance to talk to them.
	"Are you kids having fun?" I asked to start the ball rolling.
	"Yeah, the motel is great," the brunette said.
	"What else have you done?"
	"Nothing. Just hung around the motel, waiting for Dad," the older girl 
said.
	"Where's Dad?" I asked.
	"At the casino," the brunette told me with a sigh.
	We had a brand new Indian casino just outside of town.
	"Is he working there?" I asked, hoping.
	"I wish," the oldest girl said. The story came out in bits and pieces, and 
I can't say I was surprised. Dad was a lawyer, and Mom had left eight years 
before. The family lived in Boise, and Dad liked to gamble. He used to fly 
to Vegas on the weekends, leaving the kids with friends, but since the new 
casino opened here, he packed them all up, telling them that it was a family 
vacation, and came here. He left them a few dollars to eat at the Denny's 
across the street, and they hadn't seen him since.
	I did good on the ages. The oldest girl was Alison, and she was twelve, The 
brunette was Johnnie, and she was ten, and the youngest was Danielle, Dani, 
who was eight.
	I noticed they all looked hungry. It took a bit of convincing, but I 
finally got them to tell me that they'd run out of money after breakfast 
that morning. I convinced them to come to the desk for a minute, saying that 
I had some candy bars. I know, strangers and candy, but it worked. The kids 
went up to their room and changed clothes, then were going to meet me in the 
lobby.
	I had to rush back to the desk and re-code their door so they could get in.
	They came down a few minutes later in jeans and t-shirts. I noticed that 
Alison wasn't wearing a bra, not that she needed one.
	In the lobby we had a giant fish tank. It was eight feet long and six feet 
deep, and years ago somebody had started a tradition of throwing change in 
for luck. As I dug through my gym bag looking for candy bars, I asked, "Have 
you guys entered the contest yet?"
	"What contest?" Johnnie wanted to know.
	"The fish tank contest," I said, coming up with a Three Musketeers, a 
Snickers, and a Fast Break bar which I doled out.
	"What contest?" Johnnie repeated.
	"Guess how much change is in the bottom of the tank and win a prize," I 
told her. "There's a sign right there," I added pointing, then apparently 
noticed that the sign had fallen down behind the tank. "Oh it fell down, 
I'll have to fix it later." The sign actually said that we had donated 
$5,612.41 last year to the children's wing of the hospital from the change 
collected and it was always falling down.
	Alison looked at the tank and said, "twenty-four dollars and eighteen 
cents."
	Johnnie guessed, "sixteen dollars and forty cents."
	Then Dani said, "Twelve dollars and ninety-three cents."
	I looked at her. "Ginny told you," I accused.
	She shook her head.
	"If Ginny didn't tell you, then how'd you know?"
	"I guessed," she said proudly.
	"Are you sure?"
	She nodded again.
	"I guess you win," I said, trying to sound reluctant. "We were hoping to 
run the contest the rest of the week. You won dinner for four at Denny's. 
Just go over and tell the waitress that you won the fish tank contest and 
she'll fix you up." Dani's eyes grew wide and Johnnie started licking her 
lips. Alison looked unsure, but finally led her younger siblings toward the 
lobby door.
	As soon as they were outside, I called the restaurant. I had the number on 
speed dial. I told Derek, the night manager, to stuff the kids full, and I'd 
pay him later. He chuckled, but agreed. Just as I hung up the phone, Alison 
came back in. I could see Johnnie and Dani waiting on the sidewalk.
	"You're a nice man," she told me, "but not very sneaky." She leaned across 
the counter and kissed me on the cheek, then hurried back to her sisters. It 
gave me a warm feeling inside to help a bunch of kids.
	About fifteen minutes later Johnson came down, looking for the kids. His 
face was drawn, and he hadn't shaved in a couple of days. As bloodshot as 
his eyes were, I was amazed that he could see the kids were missing. I told 
him that the kids were having dinner, and he nodded as if pre-teens having 
dinner by themselves at almost midnite was perfectly normal.
	I pulled up his account on the computer. "Mr. Johnson, we need to get you 
paid for tonight."
	"You forgot." I added charitably.
	He hemmed and hawed, and I knew he was bust. "Haven't got it on me at the 
moment. I can get you in the morning," he offered.
	"I did that once, and the boss chewed me up one side and down the other," I 
told him. It's great having someone to blame things on.
	"I'm good for it," he told me indignantly. "I'm a lawyer, for God's sake."
	I could have rubbed salt in the wound by telling him that being an attorney 
was not an advertisement for honesty or trust. "Sorry, hotel policy. We can 
put it on your card if you like," I offered. If he had a card that wasn't 
maxed out, I'd give him the room, I silently bet myself.
	"All I've got with me is a company card and I can't use that," he said. He 
considered, then said, "Look, you look like a decent guy. I had some bad 
luck at the casino. If you loan me a hundred, I can get even and then some. 
I'll split the winnings with you."
	`Like that's going to happen,' I thought. `Might as well offer to sell me 
your car or your kids.'
	I have a nasty mind, I admit it.
	Once that thought went through my head, it stuck. I pictured the kids. 
Alison had worn a bikini. Not as small as the teenaged girl's, but small 
enough to show off her just-starting-to-develop body. She'd had tits that 
were little more than swellings and a firm tight ass. Dani had no shape at 
all, but that could be fun too. Johnnie was in the middle with just the hint 
of things to come.
	I pulled up a word processor on the computer and started typing. "Tell you 
what I'll do. If you want to rent me your oldest daughter, I'll pay your 
hotel for today and tomorrow, feed the kids, and give you two hundred 
dollars."
	"Rent her?"
	"You know, for sex," I said as if it was the simplest thing in the world.
	He got mad and balled his fists. "You want my daughter?" he shouted.
	"Yep," I agreed. "Of course, if you don't like the idea, you can pay your 
bill now. Or I could call the cops. You're a lawyer. Isn't it called theft 
of services when someone can't pay a hotel bill?"
	Johnson turned red. I finished typing and printed the document.
	"Well, I, uh, you wouldn't hurt her, would you?"
	"Of course not. I'm not kinky, I just like them young," I assured him.
	"Two hundred, huh. How about two hundred today and two hundred tomorrow?"
	"Sounds fair," I agreed. "You know, if you want, I could throw in Friday 
night and another two hundred for Johnnie?"
	"Johnnie's only ten."
	"I know."
	"What if I win big and don't need it?" he asked, looking for an out.
	"Tell you what. When you can pay me what I've paid you and pay for the 
hotel, the deal's off right then."
	"You got a deal then," he said. "I'll be back by two."
	"Since you're so sure," I offered, "would you like to throw in your baby 
for another night and another two hundred?"
	"You want Dani?"
	"She's awfully cute."
	"You got a deal, but you can't touch any of them until two."
	"I don't know," I hedged. "How about touching, but no sex."
	"Deal," he said, holding out his hand.
	I shook it, not happy to be touching a man who would sell his own kids. 
"Sign this."
	He looked at it. It was an agreement to rent his three kids for sexual 
services for four nights of hotel and two hundred dollars a day. I don't 
think he realized that I hadn't had to change a thing.
	"This doesn't have our buy back clause, or the no sex until two," he 
pointed out.
	"You can add it if you want, or you can trust me."
	He hesitated, then signed.
	I pulled out my wallet and counted out two one hundred dollar bills and a 
twenty. "Put the twenty on number thirteen on the roulette wheel," I told 
him. "By the way, I'm going to move the kids down to this floor, just to 
make it easy for me."
	He nodded, fondling the money. "Why don't you grab a shower and a shave 
before you head over?" I suggested. He nodded, but as he left, I saw him go 
straight to his car instead of his room.
	I made up four keys to 104.
	The kids came back about twenty minutes later. I told them I had a surprise 
for them and led them to 104.
	104 is our deluxe suite. It has two king beds set in alcoves and a big 
sunken Jacuzzi in the living room. Their room, I might add, had a queen bed 
for daddy and a rollaway for all of them.
	"What's this?" Alison wanted to know.
	"Your new room," I told her.
	All of their eyes went big at this.
	"Dad got this for us?" Johnnie asked.
	"No, I did," I answered.
	"Why?" Alison asked.
	"Well, I kind of bought you."
	"Bought us?"
	"Yeah, your dad was here while you were eating, and I bought you."
	"Why?" Alison asked again.
	I handed her the contract. "Your dad thinks for sex," I told her. I'd been 
fairly explicit in the agreement about fucking the three girls.
	"You don't want sex with me?" Alison asked staring at the agreement.
	"I do, but I really don't think it's his to sell," I told her honestly.
	Dani came over and sat on one of my legs. "I think you're nice," she said 
with a hug.
	Johnnie came over and sat on my other leg. "I think you're nice too," she 
said. "Even if you want to have sex with my sister."
	I put my hands on their denim covered butts and squeezed. "Your dad sold 
you too," I told Johnnie with an unmistakable leer. Johnnie turned slightly 
green but didn't move.
	"So now what?" Alison asked. From her position she could see my hand on her 
middle sister's ass and probably guessed about my other hand.
	"Now, you kids stay here. I'll make sure you get breakfast, lunch, and 
dinner. If you want to let me touch you, that's great," I said, trying to 
push my finger through their jeans into the cracks of their asses. "If you 
decided to let me do more, that's even better." Dani actually seemed to be 
pushing back a little against my hand. Johnnie still looked a little green 
around the gills.
	"Do you mind if we discuss it?" Alison asked, watching my finger rub 
Johnnie's crack.
	"Not at all," I agreed. "I'll go back to the desk. Just dial zero if you 
want me." I pushed the two kids off my lap and stood. My hard-on was obvious 
through my pants, but I made no effort to hide it. I smiled at the three and 
left the room.
	At the desk I sped through my nightly rituals. Closing the old business day 
and opening a new one. Making sure the credit cards balanced. I almost 
jumped out of my skin when the phone finally rang twenty minutes later. I 
answered and hurried back to the room. I knocked, and when I heard Alison 
say, "Come in," I let myself in with my master key.
	The room was empty. Then I heard Alison from the alcove telling me to get 
in the Jacuzzi. I stripped and got in, turning on the water and letting it 
fill. When it covered the tip of my erection, I called out that I was ready. 
I turned on the bubbles and jets.
	Alison walked into the room wearing only her yellow panties. She was tall 
for her age, with dirty blond hair. Her nipples barely extended from the 
beginnings of her new breasts, themselves just barely a swelling of the 
chest. Her aureola were pink and only slightly darker than the surrounding 
skin. She had only vague tan lines, and I wondered if she sunbathed topless 
somewhere.
	She walked in an exaggerated sexy way to the edge of the tub. I didn't have 
the heart to tell her that she was overdoing it, and that she was sexier to 
me just being a kid. At the edge of the tub she hooked her thumbs into the 
sides of her panties and in one quick motion pushed them down and let them 
drop on the floor.
	I was amazed at her bush. With almost no upper development, I had expected 
her to have a bald or nearly bald pussy, but she was growing a very healthy 
patch of fur. The hair was darker than on her head, about as dark as it 
could be without being called brunette, and it covered her whole slit.
	She stepped out of her panties and walked down into the tub. "If you want 
me, you can have me," she said and sat down next to me.
	I was about to reach for her, when Dani walked into the room. Dani wore 
only a pair of white panties with a picture of Barbie in pink on the crotch. 
She walked to the edge of the tub without any exaggeration. She stopped and 
pushed down her panties, standing there, letting me admire her. She was also 
tall for her age, about half a head shorter than her sister, and seemed be 
almost all legs. Her hair was a strawberry blond and tied into two long 
ponytails at the side of her head each hanging a couple of inches below her 
shoulders. Her nipples were nothing more than dark circles of skin, and she 
had a deeper tan than her sister and no tan lines. Her ribs showed up easily 
through her skin. Her pussy was a little puffier than I expected and 
completely bald.
	She stepped out of her panties and into the tub in one movement. "If you 
want me, you can have me," she said and sat down on the other side of me. I 
wondered if they rehearsed.
	Then Johnnie stepped into the room wearing a pair of plain white panties. 
Johnnie had hair that was almost black and hung just past her shoulders. Her 
nipples were flat and pink, and her belly button was an outie. Her stomach 
was mostly flat, with just a hint of hips. As I watched, she hooked his 
thumbs into her underpants and shoved them to the ground, blushing as she 
did. Her mound was as hairless as her little sister's.
	She stepped out of her panties and into the tub, stopping at my feet. "If 
you want me, you can have me," she said, blushing even deeper. She started 
to sit down next to Alison, but I pulled her onto my lap and positioned her 
so that my cock was squeezed between her legs and resting on the underside 
of her pussy.
	I reached my hands to either side and let them rest against the other two 
girls' pussies.
	"Are you going to fuck us now?" Alison asked with a shiver as my finger 
caressed her slit.
	"No, not for at least fifteen minutes," I told her.
	"Why?" she asked, opening her legs a little.
	"I promised your dad that he could buy out his contract up until two 
o'clock.
	"Do you think he will?" Johnnie asked
	"No. I think he's going to lose everything I gave him. But if he is 
winning, he won't want to leave in the middle of a streak."
	"Yeah, that's what I figure too," Alison said sadly.
	"Do you want me to leave?" I offered, though I wasn't sure I could back it 
up by actually going.
	"No," all three of them said at once, which made me feel pretty good. 
Johnnie was rubbing her legs together, which also made me feel pretty good.
	"You payed for us. We're yours," Alison said.
	I sighed. "Doesn't work that way. He may be your dad, but he doesn't have 
the right to sell you. This is your body." I squeezed her mound for 
emphasis. "I think you have to decide what to do with it."
	"Then why give my dad that money?" Dani wanted to know as she pushed her 
hips toward my hand."
	"This way he can't complain. Ever."
	Alison pulled away, and my hand dropped to the seat. "What if we don't want 
to do anything?" Dani was still pushing her mound into my hand, and Johnnie 
had started rocking back and forth in my lap, letting my cock rub against 
her pussy lips. Kind of shot down the family unity thing.
	"Fine. Go to bed, watch TV. I'll leave if you want."
	"Then you make us sleep in the car."
	"The room is yours for the rest of the week. If you're hungry, just go over 
to Denny's and put it on my tab. No strings.
	"No strings?"
	I nodded.
	"Why?"
	Good question. "I like kids. Not just for sex, but I enjoy being around 
them. And I felt sorry for a bunch of kids who got abandoned in a motel 
while Daddy makes an idiot of himself at a casino."
	Alison nodded and appraised me from the other side of the tub. "Do you 
gamble?"
	"Only once. I didn't do as well as I'd hoped." True. I won $19,785,000 
before taxes. I was hoping for a round twenty mil.
	I jumped a little as I felt Johnnie's hand close on my cock. She didn't put 
it in her cunt as much as along it, pulling her pussy lips open so that my 
cock was nestled along the full length on her slit.
	Dani moaned, and I realized that I'd pushed my finger into her abruptly. I 
hadn't meant to, but Johnnie took me by surprise. The little girl whimpered 
and hugged against me, tears welling in her eyes, and I knew that I'd torn 
through her cherry.
	I wanted to leave my intruding finger in place, both to let her get used to 
it and also not to accidentally rub it against her torn maidenhood. I leaned 
back and reached my free hand behind Johnnie and patted Dani on the 
shoulder, resting my cheek against the top of her head.
	Alison had looked ready to lunge when Dani moaned, but now relaxed and 
contemplated me some more.
	I thought I saw a trace of pink in the water above Dani, but with the 
amount of water and the churning of the jets it was probably my imagination.
	Johnnie had stopped rocking and seemed to be trying to use her vaginal 
muscles. Her pussy lips seemed to squeeze my cock.
	"Oh god," I moaned as my balls released my night's pent up essence. Johnnie 
jerked in surprise; probably thought I was peeing on her or something. I 
leaned forward and kissed the back of her neck. "Thank you," I whispered 
softly.
	"What happens Sunday?" Alison asked as her sisters relaxed.
	"Sunday?" What the hell does Sunday have to do with anything.
	"Sunday. The day after Saturday."
	I pressed my finger deeper into Dani softly, but she shifted uncomfortably, 
so I stopped. Then my cock twitched. It was growing. Damn, I was getting 
hard again. I couldn't believe it. I hadn't gotten hard this fast since I 
was a teenager.
	"I know Sunday comes after Saturday," I mumbled as I felt my cock lengthen 
millimeter by millimeter. I realized that my cock was now angled into 
Johnnie's love canal and wondered if it would grow straight through her 
cherry. Who cared about the days of the week?
	Alison looked perturbed. "Your little contract says you bought us until 
Sunday. What happens then?"
	"I guess you go home." Why she was worrying about Sunday when my cock had 
expanded to it's full impressive five-and-a-half inch length inside her 
sister's vagina was beyond me.
	Johnny had become aware of the intruder--it'd be pretty insulting if she 
hadn't--and started moving experimentally. Believing in the scientific method 
myself, I tried moving my finger in her little sister again.
	Dani moaned. But her moan seemed to have a different flavor from before, so 
I pressed my finger deeper. Another moan, this one definitely not pain.
	"So you're going to fuck us and forget us?"
	I wondered if there was a politically correct way to answer that kind of 
question. "I may fuck you, but I'll never forget you."
	That seemed to satisfy Alison. At least for now.
	Dani moaned again and wiggled. Johnnie sat up and then pressed herself back 
down, moving about an inch on my cock.
	"What are you doing to Dani?" Alison asked, her face slightly red.
	"I'm trying to finger fuck her," I said, putting a lot of emphases on 
trying. As in, if there weren't so many interruptions.
	"She likes it," Alison declared, her voice full of amazement. I wasn't sure 
if she was amazed that her eight-year-old sister could feel good or amazed 
that an old fart like me, I`m forty-two, could do it right. I decided not to 
ask.
	"So how many fingers have you had in your twat?"
	Alison turned beet red. "That's personal," she said very coldly. The 
twelve-year-old was naked in a Jacuzzi with a dirty old man, who was 
fingering her littlest sister and fucking her middle sister, and whether 
she'd had a finger in her hole was personal? I couldn't help it. I laughed. 
Then Johnnie laughed. And Dani joined in. I doubt they had a clue what they 
were laughing at, but laughter is infectious.
	After a few seconds, Alison climbed out of the tub and stomped off. 
Watching her naked butt wiggle as she stomped around set off more laughter.
	I had a feeling that two out of three was the best I could hope for.
	I pulled my finger out of Dani after giving it a last wiggle and slid both 
hands underneath Johnnie and stood up. Dripping water as I went I carried 
the girl still attached to my cock into the first alcove. I set her on the 
edge of the bed on all fours and started to gently pump in and out."
	"Is that fucking?" Dani asked. She'd followed us in.
	"Damn, I hope so," Johnnie said as her breath got raspy.
	"So do I," I agreed.
	Dani came closer and leaned down, inspecting our linkage, her face inches 
from our joined bodies. "It fills her up."
	God, I like this girl. I made a mental note to buy her a great Christmas 
present.
	"Are you going to do that to me?"
	"Do you want me to?" I asked. I was puffing a little. I'm not as young as I 
used to be.
	"Does it feel as good as your finger?"
	Mental note: find out her birthday too.
	"Better," Johnnie said as she pressed her hips back into my thrusts. I 
wondered how many fingers she'd had in her box to know that.
	"You're fucking her," a new voice declared, more than a statement, not 
quite an accusation. Alison was back.
	"Yeah," Johnnie and I agreed together.
	Dani was rubbing her pussy as if she'd found a new toy. Maybe she had. "He 
fills her completely up."
	Presents for Arbor Day and the Fourth of July.
	I drove forward again as I felt my release building. Johnnie was moaning 
and Alison was watching with big eyes. Dani's finger had found it's way into 
her pussy, and from the look on her face and the soft purring coming from 
her throat she wasn't far from her own release.
	I thrust a last time as my balls emptied themselves. It felt like Johnnie's 
pussy was clenching and unclenching my cock as I stood with it buried deep 
inside her. My cock surged a last time and pushed the last drop or two of 
semen into Johnnie's once virginal cunt.
	"Oh god! That was incredible," I moaned as I dropped to my knees next to 
the bed.  Dani was on her knees as well, with the biggest grin on her face. 
Alison just stood, staring at her sister's pussy. After a few seconds, 
Johnnie melted onto the bed.
	I barely had the strength to stand and get dressed. Then it took a few 
minutes to get the three kids settled into bed. Dani was asleep almost as 
soon as her head hit the pillow, and Johnnie wasn't far behind her. Alison 
watched me as I looked down at them. I winked and left.
	The rest of the night passed slowly. I had two books, but nether could hold 
my interest. I surfed the internet for awhile, but couldn't concentrate. I 
tried solitaire on the computer, hearts, even Civilization. Nothing could 
hold my interest. I just watched the clock tick away until the end of my 
shift.
	When it was finally over, I staggered back to 104, watched the kids 
sleeping for a few minutes, then fell into the other bed. I think I fell 
asleep on the way down.

Chapter 2
Cherries for Breakfast

	I woke up to the feeling of a tongue gently exploring my morning erection.
I didn't open my eyes because I knew I wasn't really awake. I was dreaming 
and I didn't want to spoil it.
	I knew I was dreaming because the women I dated had to be talked, cajoled 
into sucking my cock. The few occasions when they spent the night, they 
certainly didn't wake me like this.
	Then I felt a second tongue.
	My eyes shot open. I was looking at the ceiling. It was white. It wasn't my 
ceiling. Where? The motel. I was in the motel. And I wasn't alone. I looked 
down. Three naked nymphs shared the bed with me.
	It hadn't been a dream. I'd bought a harem.
	Alison was kneeling between my ankles and Johnnie and Dani lay on their 
stomachs, sideways from my crotch, and they were all licking me. Damn, what 
a way to wake up.
	"I told you he'd like it." Alison said, with a smirk.
	"What time is it?"
	"After ten, lazy."
	"Some of us worked til seven," I said, defending myself.
	Alison got a kind of half smile. "I can make them leave you alone so you 
can go back to sleep."
	"You've got to be kidding," I said as Dani slipped the head of my cock 
experimentally into her mouth.
	Alison grinned. "So stop complaining."
	"Yes ma'am," I said meekly.
	"Stop!" she commanded, and Dani released my cock, and both she and Johnnie 
backed up.
	Alison looked down at me. "How old do you think a girl should be to lose 
her virginity?"
	"I was ten," Johnnie supplied and her sister gave her a very dirty look.
	"Twelve or thirteen, if she's ready."
	"I'm ready, and I've been a virgin long enough."
	I couldn't believe the words I was hearing.
	Alison must have already thought about it, because she didn't hesitate. She 
stood, stepped up until she was straddling my hips, and then lowered herself 
to her knees again. The head of my monster was pressed against her.
	For a second Alison's resolve cracked. "It's gonna hurt? Isn't it?"
	"At least a little."
	"I get to fuck him next," little Dani said. I wondered what other holidays 
I could find to buy her presents for, though I knew there wouldn't be a 
next, at least for awhile.
	"You're not fucking anybody," Alison announced.
	I thought it was nice that she was protecting her sister, thinking she was 
too young.
	"At least until tomorrow. That'll give you time to think about it," she 
added. It was still nice that she was looking out for her sister, even if in 
a non-traditional way.
	Alison reached down and used her fingers to open herself up. I was about to 
tell her to ease in slowly and get used to it when she rammed herself down. 
Hard!
	Alison was sitting on my pelvis, my cock buried in her pussy to the hilt, 
looking shocked. The sides of her vagina gripped me tightly, and I knew I'd 
broken her hymen. I could actually feel the membrane as it tried in vain to 
defend her portals.
	Alison stared into space for several seconds, then I saw tears starting to 
run down her cheeks and sat up. "Get it out of me!" she wailed. Her sisters 
jumped forward to help her.
	"No," I said sharply. Dani and Johnnie looked at me in surprise.
	I ignored them and looked Alison in the eye. "Ali, you..."
	"Alison," she corrected.
	I struggled to hide a smile. "Alison, you need to stay there and let your 
body get used to this."
	"You just want to fuck my sister," Johnnie accused.
	"We're not fucking. We're sitting, and that's all we're doing."
	"I want to go home," Alison sobbed.
	I reached up, took her head in my hands  and wiped the tears from her 
cheeks with my thumbs. "Alison, I'm sorry that it hurt you."
	"You hurt her!" Johnnie snapped.
	"I hurt her," I admitted.
	I was ready to slap the girl silly. She wasn't helping.
	"Alison, we went too fast. We didn't ease into it the way we should have. 
Now, I just want you to relax and let your body get used to it."
	"Okay," she sobbed. "It didn't hurt Johnnie, and I'm older than her."
	I sighed. "Have you heard about breaking a cherry?"
	She nodded.
	"That's what you just did, you broke your cherry."
	"Is it supposed to hurt that bad? And what about Johnnie's cherry?" She 
looked at her sister suspiciously.
	I wasn't a sex-ed teacher. How do I explain this. But hell, most of them 
spend all their time talking about reproduction, STD's, and abstinence, so 
maybe I was better qualified.
	"Do you shower with the other girls at your school?"
	Alison nodded, the look on her face saying she had no idea why I was 
asking.
	"Have you ever looked at their pussies?"
	Alison blushed, but nodded again.
	"Have you noticed that they come in all shapes and sizes?"
	Alison nodded, blushing even deeper.
	"The insides can be all different too. Your cherry, which is really called 
a hymen, or sometimes a maidenhead, is a membrane, kind of like a piece of 
skin, that stretches across the entrance of your vagina..."
	She looked confused, and I knew she didn't know what a vagina was. Damned 
American schools and their puritan attitudes.
	"Your vagina is the... the tunnel that leads from your outsides to your 
insides."
	She nodded tentatively.
	"Anyway, your cherry is some skin that stretches across this tunnel to keep 
out dirt and other stuff. When someone has sex, the guys cock breaks 
through. Well, cherries can be very thin and sometimes break from bike 
riding or other stuff, or so thick that a doctor has to surgically remove 
them before a girl can have sex. I think your pussy's was pretty thick."
	"Is it going to hurt like that every time?"
	"Probably not. Your vagina is really tight, so it may take some getting 
used to, but you're going to find out that sex is fun, not painful." Now was 
definitely not the time to explain sadists and masochists. "The key is to go 
slow until you get used to it."
	"What about Johnnie? It didn't hurt her."
	"I didn't feel anything when I fucked Johnnie. So either her cherry was so 
thin that I broke through without either one of us noticing, or she broke it 
sometime before."
	"Okay, now let's try to move you off real gent..." My cock had deflated a 
little. I definitely wasn't excited about hurting the little girl and hoped 
that my cock would get the message.
	"It doesn't hurt so much now. Can we try..."
	"I think you should wait a day or two."
	"I want to try," Alison whined.
	"Later." I lifted her off me, not surprised that my cock came out stained 
with blood. I laid her on the bed and gently kissed her from her nose to her 
pussy, then back up again. "Later, it will feel real good."
	"Promise?"
	"I promise."
	Not exactly the way I planned to start my day.

Chapter 3
Sweet and Innocent

	I took the kids to the zoo, even bought them all t-shirts. We came back 
about two and took naps. Real naps with sleeping, though the three of them 
cuddled up next to me in bed. About five, we got up and went to Happy 
Harry's for dinner.
	Harry's is a family restaurant with a great ice cream fountain and decent 
steaks. I wasn't real surprised when Alison made sure the other girls 
ordered and ate dinner before letting them have ice cream. I had a feeling 
that she'd had to grow up a lot with Daddy's problems.
	Then we hit the movies. We couldn't decide between two of the shows, so we 
made it a double feature. The girls played musical laps, and I let my hands 
roam. My fingers slipped easily into Johnnie and Dani, but Alison was still 
having some discomfort. I wondered if I could ask Dad for a refund.
	We got back to the motel about 10:30, and Dad was in the lobby waiting for 
us. He barely looked at the girls. "About that, uh, that money you owe me," 
he stammered.
	I grinned. "You mean the rental on the girls," I said.
	Daddy turned red and dropped his head without looking at any of his 
daughters.
	"I told them all about it. Even showed them the contract, just so they'd 
know it was all up and up."
	He nodded weakly.
	"Ginny!" I called. She'd been sitting at the back desk doing a crossword 
puzzle. "Give Mr. Johnson two hundred out of the till. I'll make it good in 
the morning." She nodded. "And the kids are going swimming. I'll close the 
pool when they're done. Tell Todd." Todd was the night man on my days off.
	Johnson didn't look at me or his daughters again, just went straight to the 
desk for his money.
	I took the girls to their room so they could change into their swimsuits. 
As they changed, I noticed their suits. I hadn't paid that much attention 
yesterday, I was distracted by the teenaged girl's micro-kini. Alison's 
bikini looked in good shape, but Johnnie's one-piece was a little small on 
her and somewhat frayed. Dani's suit was too big and looked like it wouldn't 
stand another washing.
	I decided that tomorrow I'd tell the kids I had to stop by Gap Kids to pick 
up a present for a niece's birthday or something. Then they could talk me 
into a few things.
	I parked the kids at the pool, telling Alison to ask Ginny if they needed 
anything, then ran home. I threw a few things in a bag and called my lawyer. 
You might want to make a note:  when you have a few million in the bank, 
lawyers don't mind midnight phone calls; otherwise, wait for office hours. I 
drove back, hitting an ATM on the way.
	At the motel, I gave Ginny two hundred for the till--she told me that 
Johnson had been waiting since eight--then went to the room, dropped my stuff 
and changed into my swimsuit.
	We swam for about a half-an-hour, came back to the room, stripped, and 
jumped into the Jacuzzi. Johnnie quickly climbed onto my lap and inserted my 
cock into her willing pussy. I leaned back and let the younger generation do 
the work.
	The look on Alison's face was conflicted. On the one hand, she'd been 
playing Mom for a long time and wanted to protect Johnnie. On the other 
hand, she wanted to fuck. And, on the other hand, she remembered the pain. 
Having only two hands myself, I laid one on her pussy and the other on 
Dani's.
	Under the bubbles I gently caressed the lips of her pussy and the tip of 
her clit, trying not to penetrate any deeper than I had to. With my other 
hand, I worked my middle finger into her little sister. Life is good. Damn 
good.
	Johnnie was rocking, churning up a few bubbles of her own. "I'm gonna cum," 
I announced.
	"Not yet," she begged.
	I grinned and kept fondling her sisters. Dani was first. She started 
thrashing and mumbling incoherently as the first waves of pleasure washed 
over her. Alison wasn't far behind her as I continued to tease the tip of 
her clit. Then Johnnie and I joined the celebration.
	"We should go to bed," I said a minute later. Talking was more of an effort 
than usual.
	"Pervert," Alison accused.
	I ignored her as Johnnie wiggled herself off my spent worm.
	"Bed," I said with a playful slap as she stood. I pulled my finger out of 
Dani and my hand off of Alison and climbed tiredly out of the Jacuzzi. I 
wondered if the local drug store stocked Viagra and if they delivered.
	A few minutes later we were dry and lying together on one of the beds. A 
minute after that, we were asleep.


Chapter 4
Sunshine and Lollipops

	I woke feeling great. It wasn't just the sex, it was being part of a 
family. I hadn't realized I'd been lonely till right then. I wiggled out of 
the tangle of bodies and headed for the bathroom. While I took care of my 
bladder, I reviewed my plans. I needed to hit the Gap Kids store, maybe a 
couple others. Sometime after noon I needed to call Bruce, my lawyer. Other 
than that, my day was open. Then I thought of one more chore.
	I turned on the shower, let it warm up, and stepped inside. I didn't wash, 
I just let the water wash over me and revitalize me. A minute later a shape 
entered the bathroom. The Dirigible has frosted glass shower stalls separate 
from our bathtubs. Through the glass I could see Dani come in and sit on the 
toilet. I couldn't make out any features, but I recognized her from her 
size.
	I turned my back to give her some privacy and started soaping my body. A 
little later, I heard the toilet flush, then the shower door opened and Dani 
stepped in giggling.
	"Morning munchkin," I said as my newly hard cock brushed her tummy. She 
giggled again.
	"Are you going to put that thing in me?" She asked wide eyed.
	"Well..."
	"You put it in Johnnie," she reminded me.
	"I..."
	"And Alison," she added.
	"You're only eight," I pointed out. "There's no rush." Except for the fact 
you're going home in two days, I added to myself.
	"But I like when you put your finger in. And Johnnie says it feels real 
good."
	"But it hurt Alison. And you're smaller than your sister."
	"Allie's a baby. You already did your finger."
	"No, she's not a baby. Some people it hurts, and some it doesn't."
	"I can do it," she said reaching up and starting to stroke my cock.
	"Well..."
	"Can we do it right now?"
	You had to give her points for enthusiasm.
  	I lifted her up about a foot and braced her against the shower wall. I 
let my cock
rub against her pussy. "We'll try the tip and see." I tried to ease just the 
head between the folds of her pussy, but the little imp grabbed me and 
pulled as she pushed her hips forward. My cock pushed almost two inches into 
the little girl.
	"Ugh, see, ugh, I told, ugh, I could do it." She grinned.
	I shook my head and grinned back as the water splashed down on the two of 
us. Keeping her pinned against the wall, I pulled my cock out an inch, then 
eased it back in to the same spot. I watched her face. She showed some 
strain but no pain.
	"Is this fucking?" she asked as I eased out the fifth or sixth stroke.
	"Pretty close."
	"You can put it in further," she said unconvincingly.
	"I have to have something to look forward to later." I could feel the 
explosion building in my balls. "This is fantastic."
	"Really?" she asked in the voice of a child eager to please.
	"Really. I... Oh god!" I exclaimed as I sprayed her love tunnel. I gently 
lowered her to the floor of the shower. "That was incredible," I said as I 
watched the last dribble of cum drop off my cock.
	"Can we do it again?"
	"Soon."
	I picked up the soap again and relathered. Then I rubbed it all over her as 
she giggled and squirmed. After rinsing off, I stepped out, then wrapped my 
little one in a big fluffy towel. We don't skimp in our deluxe suite.
	After we were dry we went out and watched something mindless on the Cartoon 
Network.

* * *

	We did breakfast at a Perkins on the other side of town. All of us were 
ravenous. I doubt Perkins had ever seen three kids and a grown up go through 
so much food.
	Watermelon Mountain Gymnastics was next. John Harker had coached there for 
several years and recently started a team. I knew John. He was a little 
strait-laced for my taste, but a nice guy. WMG had an open gym every Friday 
during the summer, and that's what I took the girls for.
	I watched them play for about an hour, talking to John intermittently, and 
then I took Alison for a ride.
	Lucy Holmwood was a friend. We'd dated a few times over the years, but 
nothing special. She was also a pediatrician.
	"Hi Lucy," I greeted her after her nurse let me into her office.
	"You're looking good. Haven't seen you in ages. How come you never call?"
	I grinned. "Mostly cause I'm a vampire. I sleep during the day, and I'm 
awake at night. I'll think of someone I want to call, look at the clock and 
it's two in the morning. I didn't think you'd appreciate it very much."
	"You need to get a normal job."
	"Too lazy. I like what I do. I was hoping for a favor."
	"Anything."
	"I've got my niece out front. She's been... precocious."
	"Precocious?"
	"Her and her boyfriend were..."
	"Well, kids will be kids. How old is she?"
	"Twelve."
	Lucy smiled. "I doubt you were all that innocent when you were twelve."
	I smiled back. "That's not the problem. Like you said, kids will be kids. 
The problem is there was a lot of pain. More than normal. I guess it still 
hurts."
	"Her regular doctor?"
	"Works for her father," I said flatly.
	Lucy nodded. "You know, examining a minor without a parent's permission..."
	"Is a big favor," I finished.
	Lucy hesitated, then nodded again. "She's lucky to have an uncle like you. 
Put her in exam room two."
	I got Alison and led her to the exam room. When Lucy came in I introduced 
her, then got shooed out.
	"There's a problem," Lucy told me thirty minutes later. "Her hymen. Her 
boyfriend ripped it, but not cleanly. It's still partially complete."
	"How?" I felt miserable for hurting Allie.
	"It just happens sometimes, nothing to worry about. It's a simple surgical 
procedure. We can do it in the office with a local."
	"Surgery?" Now what?
	"Yep, just get her father to sign a release, and I can take care of it in 
about fifteen minutes."
	"Fifteen minutes," I repeated.
	She smiled. "You're kinda cute when you scheme."
	"Scheme?"
	"Scheme. You're trying to figure out how to talk me into the surgery."
	"I..."
	"Relax all ready," she said with a small laugh. "It's all done. I knew 
you'd talk me into it, anyway."
	"It's done? How's Alison?"
	"Your niece is fine. I want her to rest a couple hours, then you can take 
her home. But keep her away from that boyfriend for a couple weeks."
	I relaxed.

* * *

	I picked up the other girls and took them to lunch. McDonald's, their 
choice, and I couldn't talk them out of it. After lunch, I stopped by my 
lawyers for a few minutes, then we picked up Alison and went to the mall.
	We hit the Gap Kids store, and it took about thirty seconds before Johnnie 
had something she wanted to try on "just for fun."
	Forty minutes later I was listening to an associate explain why I wanted a 
Gap Card and looking at the growing pile of clothes that I hadn't agreed to 
buy, but hadn't told them to put back.
	Alison came over and sat on the bench with me. The associate took the hint 
and disappeared, which is when I decided I'd get the card and make sure he 
got the credit. I knew most of these retail chains had quotas for their 
people to fill.
	"How ya doing?" I asked.
	"Sore. And tired."
	"We'll go back to the motel in a few minutes."
	"That's okay, let `em shop."
	I nodded.
	"Can I ask you something?"
	"Anything."
	"Do you really have a niece with a birthday next week?"
	I looked around the store. Johnnie had four or five swimsuits and was 
heading for the fitting rooms. Dani was thumbing through jeans. I looked 
down at Alison. "Nope."
	"I knew it."
	"I only have one sister, but she's gay and doesn't have any kids."
	"Do you hate her?"
	"Nope, she's my sister. But she gets kind of annoyed when I hit on her 
girlfriends."
	"You're a nice guy. Even if you..." she looked around but nobody was close. 
"take advantage of little girls."
	"Are you a little girl?"
	"Not me. I was thinking of my sisters."
	"You take good care of them," I said, and she preened.
	"Are we going to see you again? After Sunday?"
	I thought about it. I'd like that. I'd like that a lot. And not just for 
the sex. "I'd like too, but your dad..."
	"Oh." I think she realized how weird a situation we were in. Her own father 
had sold her and her sisters for sex. Now what?
	I know I hadn't thought of that when I made the deal. I really didn't want 
him selling them for lottery tickets.
	"We'll figure out something," I assured her.

* * *

	Back at the motel the younger girls changed into new swimsuits, and Alison 
and I followed them to the pool. Lucy had given me a list of do's and 
don't's. Swimming wasn't on either list, but Alison was still a little sore.
	We sat and watched as the younger girls splashed and swam. There was 
half-a-dozen other kids, including the teenager from the other day.
	Alison noticed me watching her. "Pervert," she accused softly. I just 
grinned.
	The wall phone rang, and I went to answer it. It was Ginny. Dad was in the 
lobby looking for me. I debated for a few seconds about leaving him waiting, 
then told Ginny I'd be there in a few minutes.
	I went back and sat next to Alison. I wasn't in any hurry. Johnson would 
wait. Alison gave me a questioning look, but I just smiled and watched 
Johnnie go down the slide. That was when I realized that the girls hadn't 
asked about Dad at all in the last two days.
	After about ten minutes I stood. I watched Dani do a cannonball off the 
diving board, then walked to the lobby. Johnson was pacing back and forth in 
front of the desk while Ginny ignored him. He was wearing the same clothes 
that he's been wearing Wednesday and last night. He looked like something 
that wouldn't be allowed in a hobo jungle, not that Watermelon Mountain had 
a hobo jungle. At least I didn't think we did.
	"My money," he said as soon as he saw me.
	I pulled out my wallet and pulled out a pair of hundreds without a word.
	Johnson took them, gave me a quick look, then headed for the door to the 
parking lot.
	Not a word about his kids. I turned back toward the pool, then changed my 
mind. "Johnson!" I said just as he started pushing out the door. He turned 
and looked at me. "Want to double that?"
	"How?" he asked, coming back into the lobby.
	"Go up to your room, take a shower, shave, put on fresh clothes, then go to 
the pool and pretend that you care about your kids for five minutes."
	"I..." he started, dropping his eyes.
	"I'll be there with the money." I turned and went back to the pool.
	Fifteen minutes later he came in, and I have to admit he looked and acted 
like a father. The girls crowded around, but there was no hugging. He 
actually looked like he cared while they told him about the zoo and the 
gymnastics club. After about ten minutes he started getting edgy, looking my 
way. I took two more hundreds out of my wallet, folded and palmed them, 
passing them to him as we shook hands before he left.
	"How much did that cost?" Alison asked coldly as we sat down together.
	"Just because you're too smart for your own good doesn't mean you need to 
say anything to your sisters."
	She nodded. "I'm not all that smart. I've just had a lot of experience," 
she said after a minute.
	I hadn't been in a fight since junior high, but at that moment I wanted to 
go down to the casino and beat the shit out of Johnson.

* * *

	We went to dinner at Chuck E Cheese. Lousy food but great games. When we 
came back about ten Alison and I settled in the Jacuzzi. The other two were 
already waterlogged so they choose television instead.
	Alison scooted closer to me. You can..." she started seductively.
	"You heard Lucy. None of that."
	"You don't want to?"
	"Can't you believe that I'm just enjoying hanging out with you?"
	"But you bought me for sex," she said flatly.
	"I bought you before I knew you."
	A couple seconds later Alison hugged me tightly. "You're a nice guy."
	I smiled, leaned back and enjoyed the closeness of her.

Chapter 5
Young and Beautiful

	I woke with Johnnie pressed against my front and Alison pressed against my 
back. Dani slept peacefully a couple feet away. My cock had slipped out of 
Johnnie sometime during the night but now was hard and ready for more.
	I reached down and fondled Johnnie's pussy, then separated her lips and 
eased my monster in. Johnnie moaned but didn't wake.
	I became aware that Alison was awake and leaning over my shoulder. "Don't 
you ever get enough?" she said with a small giggle.
	"When you guys go home, I'm gonna sleep for a week."
	She slid down until she was hovering over my crotch. "Yeah, enjoy it while 
you can," she agreed. My cock was half buried in her sister. "Gonna wake 
her?"
	I eased myself in another inch, Johnnie was well lubricated, and I wondered 
if she was horny in her sleep or it was leftover from last night.
	"I was debating. What do you think?" I asked as I buried myself to the 
hilt.
	Alison giggled. "See if you can fuck her without waking her."
	I gently fucked Johnnie while Alison watched, whispering suggestions and 
critiques. Several minutes later as I unloaded my night's sperm production, 
Johnnie moaned, and I wondered what she was dreaming about as she came.
	Alison laid back mumbling something about "not fair."
	I rolled over, my spent cock slipping easily from the sleeping girl, and 
kissed Alison on the nose. Then as I worked my way out of the center of the 
tangle of bodies I kissed her lips, chin, both nipples, and belly button. I 
got on my knees, then leaned down and kissed the center of her bush, then 
the top of her slit. I blew her a kiss as I stood up and padded toward the 
bathroom.
	When I came back, she was asleep again.
	I grinned and turned the television on low to see what had happened to the 
world in the last few days.

* * *

	After breakfast we met Lucy at her office, where she checked Alison out and 
pronounced her in good shape. Then I met Bruce at his and told him to scrap 
everything he's been working on the last couple of days and start fresh. 
Lawyers get so emotional.
	Then we spent almost five hours at SciTech, Watermelon Mountain's Museum of 
Science and Technology. A late lunch at Fuddrucker's, then a couple more 
hours at the mall.
	Back at the motel I parked the kids at the pool, then checked the stuff 
Bruce had dropped off. I called Todd to see if he'd work a couple extra 
nights for me, starting tonight. I grabbed the kids, and we went back to the 
room for a talk. Then I let them swim again while I waited for Daddy.
	"What are you doing in here?" Johnson asked as Ginny showed him into the 
conference room.
	"I thought we could have a talk."
	"What about. I just wanted to get tonight's money," Johnson said as he 
fidgeted.
	I pushed two hundred dollar bills across the table, he snatched them. "Sit 
down."
	"I..."
	"Sit. We need to talk."
	He sat, looking from the money clutched in his hand to the door.
	"You've got some great kids. I really like them," I started.
	"I... You're not getting them again."
	"Not even for a thousand dollars?" I said, pulling ten more hundreds out of 
my pocket.
	"I..."
	I was impressed. He was actually thinking about it instead of just grabbing 
the money.
	"You have a problem," I said, laying the money in the center of the table.
	"I... do... what?"
	"Seen the news?"
	"No. I..."
	"You're on it."
	"But..." His breathing speeded up.
	"The police would like to talk to you about thirty thousand dollars missing 
from one of your client's accounts."
	"I..."
	"I believe the technical term is embezzlement."
	Johnson slumped. "I just borrowed it. I was going to put it back."
	"Can you?"
	"I... no."
	I let him think about it for a few minutes.
	"You have two choices as I see it," I said finally. "You can go back and 
face things, or you can run."
	"I..." He didn't look at me, just the money in his hand and the pile on the 
table.
	"If you go back, I'll pay for a lawyer and even restitution, but you'll 
lose your license, probably a ton of community service, maybe even some jail 
time. If you run, I can get you fifty grand to start somewhere else."
	"Why?"
	"Like I said, I like your kids. If you run, you sign custody papers and 
they're mine. If you go back, sign future custody and I get them if you go 
to jail, but you can be with them while you try to work things out."
	"My babies," he said imploringly, looking at me for the first time.
	`You should have thought about that three nights ago,' I thought as I 
watched him.

* * *

	"He's gone," I said after I'd gotten the kids and we'd gone back to the 
room.
	"Is he coming back?" Dani asked. I listened to her tone. There was no 
whining, or plaintiveness. It was almost idle curiosity.
	"Someday. Not soon."
	He'd thought about it for almost a half-an-hour, then decided he couldn't 
face that chance of going to prison. And odds were that he would. People 
don't like lawyers. I wrote him a check and arranged with John Tate, the 
night manager at the casino, to cash it for him. He'd decided not to say 
goodbye.

* * *

	The girls lived in the motel for a week while I bought a bigger house. Two 
weeks later I fucked Alison for real and she decided that sex was a good 
thing. A very good thing.
	I stopped working nights except to fill in during Todd's vacations. But 
when I worked, guests in the know could get the Gambler's Special:


Have a cute kid or two?
Need a free room or some extra cash?

Just call the Dirigible Motel.
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