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This is fiction, a product of a mind warped since childhood by
dealings with devious adults with their own agendas.
If erotic stories are not allowed where you are, close this or
change countries.
Story codes: Mg*, Fb, bg*, ped, oral, anal
Our hero is gentle with the children but deals harshly with
adults when needed. If crushed elbows or bleeding bodies on the
sidewalk bother you, move on.
My inspiration was a child I never spoke with and only saw at a
distance. I had a face, a name and an age - the story was built
on that foundation.
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Tuesday, 22 September, 6:10AM
"Good morning, Uncle Jack."
"Good morning, sideways Amelia. Nice alarm clock."
"I could only get to your face if I got on my knees on the edge
of your pillow. There are too many bodies in the way otherwise."
"I do seem to have attracted all the loose little girls last
night."
"You always attract all of us. Most of the time we don't all need
you at the same time."
"But some times are scarier than other times."
"And we feel safe with you."
"Think you can get Paige and then Rachel off me?"
"If I roll Celia over, they can go where she was."
"Then I can go get the heater going so you stop shivering."
"But I'm so warm when you hug me!"
"You scoot down in the warm spot I left in the bed. You have
maybe fifteen minutes before your mother comes in to wake you."
"OK. And the pillow smells like you. Being here is almost as good
as snuggling on your shoulder in the morning."
---
Such a nice way to wake up, even if she was shivering. What a
sweet, loving child! And I'm one of the lucky few to be on the
receiving end of all that love. I think she might be reason
enough to be in the cold rain getting the kero heater going - and
then there are the other five little reasons. I'll call the
heater flame stable and head back in. Who's opening the door?
"Come on in, Uncle Jack. I can be warm down here in a sweatshirt
and jeans if I'm close to the heater and turn to keep my butt
warm."
"Thank you, Amelia. No one else is up yet?"
"I think Momma and Miss Mindy are sleeping late."
"And why are you in my lap?"
"I need some kissy-face and my butt rubbed and a bunch more."
"The kissy-face you might like but…"
"Your hands are COLD!"
"But you have such a nice warm butt."
"Not if you put those hands on it. I'll settle for lap time."
"Perhaps a good choice - I hear movement upstairs."
"Then I'll just have my head on your shoulder. Can we do more
today?"
 "I'll be at my apartment working on 'job' things after the
convection furnaces are installed today. But I don't think it's
your turn."
"It's not. We made a chart on a whiteboard by the fridge so we
know who went which day. Could I get shoulder time tonight?"
"We'll see."
"OK. Kiss me and squeeze my butt before they get downstairs?"
"Just a quick one then your head back on my shoulder."
---
"How'd Amelia get lap time this morning?"
"Perhaps by being awake first, waking me and helping me with the
heater so it would be warm when you came down, Celia? She was
cold because it was cold in the house so she snuggled in to be
warm on one side from me and warm on the other side from the
heater."
"I can't fuss if she was helping get it warm down here."
"Nicely covered, Jack."
"Just the truth, Sarah."
"She was up in the cold?"
"Even after I offered her my warm spot in the bed."
"She is a terrific kid."
"I've always thought so. Glad to know her mother does, too."
"You make me sound terrible, Jack."
"No, Momma. He's just teasing you like he does his other girls."
"I can live with that."
Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt!
"Your phone, Uncle Jack."
"And why is it in your pocket, Amelia?"
"Sorry, Uncle Jack. Who's the text from?"
"There are three. One from your Grandpa Joe - wanting to know if
we have damage from the fireworks last night. I'll tell him we
have a tree down but no other damage."
"Who else?"
"My boss, Mr. Bridges - wants to meet with me today around 10.
I'll say yes and we may have to put construction on hold for a
while when he is here."
"You said three."
"Major Tibbets…"
"The soldier?"
"Correct. He wants to meet around 3 - and I'll say yes to that.
Now I think we might want something warm for breakfast. I have
coffee on for the adults and water is heating for any girls who
might want hot chocolate. Remember when I said we'd be eating
what we have, not always what you want?"
"Yes, Uncle Jack."
"Yes, Poppa."
"Today is one of those days. There is oatmeal…"
"Yuck!"
"You might want to try it before you say 'yuck'. My oatmeal may
not be like other oatmeal you've had."
"If I hafta."
"You don't 'hafta', Celia. If you don't want to try the oatmeal,
you can wait 'til lunch."
"What's for lunch?"
"The oatmeal you didn't eat for breakfast."
"OK. Let's get it over with."
"Here's you a bowl, Celia."
"What's this stuff in it?"
"Try a bite."
"Un uh!"
"Poppa, I'll try it."
"Why, Alicia?"
"Because he did some very different pancakes when the rain
trapped us at his apartment - but they were good, Celia."
"What's it taste like?"
"Crunchy, Celia. Cashews, Poppa?"
"Yes."
"What else?"
"Orange, Celia. Chewy. Gummy worms?"
"Yes."
"I'll try it, Uncle Jack!"
"Me too."
"Me."
"Cashews and gummy worms in oatmeal, Jack?"
"Ever had cashew chicken or orange chicken, Sarah?"
"Yes - and liked both. But oatmeal?"
"I'd say to ask your daughter for a sample but her bowl is
empty."
"But Celia hates oatmeal!"
"Not Uncle Jack's oatmeal. It's yummy!"
"OK. I'll try it."
"One bowl of orange cashew oatmeal coming up."
"Well, Momma?"
"You're right, Celia. It is good. Your Uncle Jack can cook any
time he wants to."
---
Tuesday, 22 September, 10:10AM
Bleep! Bleep! Bleep!
"Somebody's outside?"
"Yes, Alicia. Check the peephole."
"Yes, Poppa. It's Mr. Bridges. I'll let him in."
"Thank you, young lady. You're Alicia?"
"That's me."
"What's up, Bob?"
"The tablet we planned to use has been discontinued. The
replacement is faster, has more memory and a higher resolution
display - but the dimensions are slightly different. They sent an
early release model by courier for testing and I'd like a holster
for it if you can do that today. What's cooking? I'd guess
oatmeal being cooked in a Chinese restaurant at the same time as
cashew chicken and orange chicken."
"That's Uncle Jack's super oatmeal!"
"Super oatmeal. Jack?"
"That's high praise coming from a kid who hates oatmeal."
"Not your oatmeal, Uncle Jack. Just everybody else's."
"OK, I'm lost. Cashews and orange in oatmeal?"
"It's yummy!"
"Thank you, Celia. Bob, it's oatmeal with chopped cashews and
sections of orange gummy worms."
"Where did you find that recipe?"
"Floating around in my head - when we didn't have other breakfast
foods this morning."
"Our pantry is getting a little thin in easy breakfast foods, but
I would never have put those things together. What are the
proportions?"
"Here's a hand written copy of the short recipe."
"I'll try this on Layla tomorrow. Can you get the holster printed
today?"
"Yes, but you probably don't want to wait. I'll use the drawings
you have to modify the original design but I'll also make my own
measurements of the tablet - there were some minor errors in the
specs of the previous model - enough to have made for a sloppy
fit that I didn't find acceptable."
"You work whatever magic you did on the first one and I'll be
very happy. The people I've shown it to like the fit and the feel
- and the recessed controls for a production environment. How
long?"
"Maybe an hour to get the measurements made and the specs updated
in the CAD/CAM software. A little under two hours to print the
first one. Maybe fifteen minutes to check the fit - in multiple
positions. Unknown time to make changes, if needed. Another two
hours to print a revised version, if needed."
"So a minimum of three hours."
"Yes."
"Can you start on it now? I have a dinner meeting with a
potential client."
"As soon as we finish installing the convection furnace here.
Probably less than an hour. That would have me starting at 11 or
a little after. Maybe 2 to have the first one printed. I can text
you then and tell you if it's a good fit. Hope that it is. I have
a meeting with the Guard commander at 3 and don't know how long
that will take."
"My meeting tonight is at 7:30 so you'd likely have time for a
second printing. Here's the new tablet and its specs are on the
thumb drive. I'll get out of the way and let you finish your work
to keep these kids warm."
"See you later, Bob."
"Does somebody get to go with you, Poppa?"
"Somebody does, Leah. What does the chart show?"
"It's Celia's turn."
"Celia, ask your mother to help you with your choices of things
to take with you. You did well last time so similar things should
work this time but remember that you'll be there longer if you're
still."
"Yes, Uncle Jack. I'll be real quiet for you."
"I know you will, Celia. Joe, let's get that furnace finished. It
would be nice to not go outside to get the heat going in the
morning."
 ---
"It's cold, Uncle Jack."
"That's why you have a sweatshirt under your jacket. It will be
cold in my apartment until the heater has been on for a while."
"Amelia said she had to turn 'round and 'round to keep her butt
warm. Did she really?"
"Until the room is warm, the only warm thing is the heater and it
only heats the part of you that's pointed at the heater."
"So I do have to keep turning like a ballerina?"
"Not that fast. Just when you feel cold on the side away from the
heater."
"Would I be warm if I was in your lap?"
"The side next to me would be warm. I can wrap a throw around you
to keep the rest of you warm."
"Then I wanna snuggle in your lap."
"After I get the heater lit. We're here. Up the stairs. Keep your
jacket on - it's cold here like the kitchen is in the mornings."
"OK."
---
"It's better in your lap. Kiss me goodnight?"
"Already?"
"You said an hour before you did the printing, so you'll be here
for an hour. Then it'll be lunch time and when you print, I can
watch the printer."
"When it warms up some, I'll let you make your bracelet."
"Goody!"
"If you want to sleep, pucker up."
"Rub my butt and give me your tongue?"
"That's not a goodnight kiss. That's kissy-face."
"I'm busted."
"No, we might do that later. For now, just the kiss."
"OK."
She's asleep very quickly. Maybe she's sleepy because of missed
sleep from the excitement during the night? Maybe all the other
stuff is because she's horny from being snuggled while she slept?
At least they were all covered this time. The dimensions are
mostly correct. I've only had to make a couple of changes. Forty
five minutes? .You are a helper little girl, even when you're
asleep and still. Time to wake her and let her make the bracelet.
That also serves as a complete exercise of the 3D printer before
I start the big print job. Wonder if she'd like pancakes for
lunch?
"Hi, Celia."
"Hi, Uncle Jack. That was a nice wake up - and I sleep so good in
your lap!"
"I enjoy having you with me when I work, even if you are asleep.
Would you like to make a bracelet?"
"I get to?"
"Yes. Type your name. Choose a font here. Tell it to make a
wristband here. Click here to print."
"Can I go watch?"
"Are you able to get down and walk over there?"
"May I go watch?"
"Yes, sweetie."
"It's not cold in here like before."
"No the heater has been on long enough to make a difference."
"It doesn't look like it's doing much other than back and forth."
"Get your eyes right here and look across the base."
"Some places have more on them than others."
"Can you tell what those places are?"
"It's the letters! It's doing it but not very fast."
"Look back at the screen again. See the little lines on the
letters?"
 "Un huh."
"It's printing small enough on each pass that it can make those
lines on the sides of the letters."
"That's tiny!"
"Yes, it is. Do you want to watch it print or go fix lunch?"
"I get to cook?"
"Within limits."
"I know. What's safe for me. I do the counter and you do the
stove."
 "Correct, smart girl. Would you like pancakes?"
"Yummy!"
"I think that's a yes. I have three things to put on the
pancakes. Peanut butter, maple syrup or this."
"Chocolate on pancakes? Double yummy!"
"Apron for you so you don't make a mess on your shirt."
"OK."
"Now measure the pancake mix."
"The number on the measuring cup matches the box."
"Now the water."
"The numbers match."
"Now stir. How high can you count?"
"To a hundred."
"That's perfect. It needs 100 strokes to mix it. If your hand
gets tired, I'll finish stirring."
---
"These really are yummy! Are there any more?"
"Yes, little bottomless pit. We made a bunch because little girls
seem to snarf up every pancake they see."
"I like to have other things in my mouth. Like you."
"Then I have something for you to try today."
"Will I like it?"
"I think so."
"Was that beep the printer?"
"Yes, your bracelet is finished. Finish that last pancake and
I'll clean up your face and hands before we go back to the work
area. I don't think you want chocolate on your bracelet."
"I'll take cleaning."
"You're done. Your bracelet is too hot to hold in your fingers,
so use these forceps to pick it up and put it in the bowl of
water."
"OK. Does it hafta stay there long?"
"Just a minute or two."
"Now?"
"You just can't wait, can you, Celia?"
"Waiting is hard."
"OK. Take it out of the water and dry it with the towel."
"It fits! Thank you, Uncle Jack."
"You're welcome. Now I need to start the big print job. I'll put
on a new spool of filament. Check that it feeds OK. Clear the
platform. And start the long print job. You have two choices now.
This will run almost two hours…"
"That's a long time."
"Yes, it is. Your choices are to go back with everyone else or to
stay here and do some of the things you asked about earlier."
"Kissy-face?"
"In two hours, we can do more than just kissy-face."
"Uncle Jack, don't be mad at Amelia but she told me that
sometimes you do slow and gentle making love that doesn't hit
bottom but still gives her an orgasm and she stays awake to
remember it all. Can we try that?"
"I'm disappointed that she didn't keep 'family private' private.
Did she tell anyone else?"
"No. She said she could only tell me and maybe Paige because we
understood family private and wouldn't tell anyone else. She
thought Alicia would want to know but you'd have to teach her
how."
"I guess she did keep it 'family private'. Yes, we can try it but
you must be very patient when I tell you to slow down or to trust
me when the tingles get too strong."
"I'll do what you say. I love how you make me feel. I think I
might explode if it was any better."
"I think Amelia used the word 'explode' so maybe you'll get to
feel that also. We'll do this in bed, with you on top but lying
down, not sitting up."
"But…"
"What did I say about trusting me?"
"OK. Get naked?"
"No. We get under the covers with our clothes on and get
undressed there."
"You said there was something new?"
"After we do some kissy-face and get naked."
"OK. What do I do?"
"Come get in bed and get on top of me. Pucker up."
"Rub my butt! Give me your tongue!"
"Slow down. This will be slow and gentle, starting with rubbing
your butt through your jeans and little girl kisses."
"This is kinda nice."
"Then unbutton shirts and let mosquito bites rub on chest hair."
"Tickles! But it's a good tickle."
"Ease the shirt off one sleeve at a time and rub each mosquito
bite when I move that sleeve."
"Tingles!"
"Unbuckle your belt and slide down your jeans. Leave your
underwear on."
"It feels good when your dick rubs my pussy through my underwear.
Kinda like having you lick my legs."
"Now your underwear. And rub and squeeze this pretty little
butt."
"More tingles!"
"Now some KY on me and on and in you."
"Tingles 'cause I know what's coming."
"Scoot back and slowly take me in."
"Warm! Big! Good!"
"Keep moving back slowly. We know it fits but your body needs a
little time to stretch."
"Deeper!"
"You're on top. You scoot back more."
"So good!"
"You can go back a little more."
"I feel hair on my pussy! It tickles!"
"Now let me move you for in and out."
"Good! Your hair tickles my boobies!"
"Mosquito bites."
"Faster!"
"No, a slow rub of one mosquito bite and your clitoris."
"Harder on my button!"
"No, slow and gentle."
"The tingles are getting strong!"
"A little more in and out. And back to the slow and gentle rubs."
"It's too strong! It burns!"
"Just a little longer. You said you would trust me."
"Too strong! What's happening? My tummy is going crazy! Feels so
good when you're inside but it burns!
"Slow down on the button rub."
"Not burning now. Strong tingles! Tummy still going crazy!"
"Put your hand on your tummy."
"What's it doing?"
"The muscles are rippling."
"Like a rock in a pond?"
"Yes, like that."
"Does it ever stop?"
"Do you want it to stop?"
"No!"
"A little more button rub, very slowly."
"Tingles stronger! Tummy ripples faster! Starting to burn again!"
"Very gentle button rub."
"Do some in and out?"
"OK."
"Stronger tingles! Think I'm gonna pee! I gotta get up!"
"Trust me, Celia. Just a little longer."
"The ripples are even faster! Tingles too strong!"
"No more in and out. Just in all the way and a tight hug."
"You hit bottom! I'm exploding! Seeing stars! Tingles never like
this before!"
"Move you just enough to rub your cervix."
"Exploding more! Tired! Feel so loved! Tir…"
Think I'll try just a little more rubbing on her cervix. That
little tummy is still rippling. She's squeezing me! That's new. A
little more rubbing. She's jerking. Another orgasm after she goes
to sleep? Will she remember it? Really wish I could ejaculate.
Wonder how many relatives Sarah has locally that have the
ability? Celia's slowing down. I think she'll have a long nap
now. Tummy still rippling a little. She will probably be sore
when she wakes. Meanwhile, a gentle back rub to calm her although
I may have to remove her stimulation to do that - she's still
squeezing me! This is an incredible connection. Let's see if I
can ease her up on my shoulder.
"Deeper!"
She's out of it and doesn't want to disconnect? Try moving her
just a little to get me out.
"No! Deeper!"
Try the hug and rubbing her cervix again. That little tummy is
really moving. A little more cervix rub. She's really clamping
down on me now. If I didn't need both hands to pull her tight
enough for 'bottom', I'd rub her nipples. Maybe if I turn her to
the bottom? Yes. Still have cervix contact and I can rub a
nipple. She's jerking harder and her squeeze is almost painful.
Can I get a finger between us for her clit? Yes. Bucking me up
off the bed. Wow! That was some scream and she's gone limp. Roll
her back on top. Ease off the hug. Rub her back. She's relaxed
the squeeze enough that I can ease her up on my shoulder. She may
be too tired to walk back to the house and definitely walking
funny. That sweet smile is back. And the little pucker. You've
done enough big girl things for one day, little girl. Let's do
some gentle little girl kisses on this little girl pucker. She's
responding.
"Uncle Jack?"
"Yes, Celia?"
"I exploded! I still tingle! My tummy still ripples and you're
not even in me now! How?"
"You had a good orgasm then you were very sleepy and put your
head down to go to sleep. I tried to move you to my shoulder but
you didn't want me out. You kept saying 'Deeper!' in your sleep.
I hugged your butt real tight and hit bottom. Then I moved you
just enough to rub your cervix and you got wilder and wilder. I
rolled you to the bottom so I could stay against your 'bottom'
and rub your cervix and I rubbed your nipples then your button
and you screamed and almost bucked me off you. Then you went
limp. I rolled you back on top and just rubbed your back until
your muscles inside relaxed and I could pull out of you. Then I
eased you up on my shoulder and rubbed your back. When you smiled
and puckered up, I gave you a little girl kiss."
"It was so good! And it still is!"
"And I think you will be very sore. I was in you a long time.
There was a lot of in and out. Your tummy did a lot of rippling."
"I don't care! It was the best ever! Do me again!"
"Sorry, sweetie, but you don't do anything else with that hole
today or tomorrow or the next day."
"I gotta pee!"
"Let me help you. I'll sit up and turn you so I can carry you and
I'll put my little princess on the throne."
"You're silly, Uncle Jack, but I always have fun with you. It
burns when I pee!"
"I think I said you would be sore. Go ahead and squeeze it all
out so I can wash you and put some medicine on it."
"It still burns!"
"It will for a while. The more you can get out now, the less it
will hurt later."
"OK. That's all of it."
"Even if I do this?"
"You tickled more out of me!"
"Yes. Now hold my hand and stand up."
"Ow!"
"Now take a step toward the sink."
"Ow!"
"Another step."
"Ow!"
"Let me help you lie down on this towel. It will probably hurt
when I spread your lips to look and when I wash you. The cold
water may help a little. It may hurt when I dry you off and again
when I put the medication on you. But then it will feel better."
"OK. Ow! Cold is good. Ow! Ow! Ow! It's getting better."
"The numbing medication doesn't last long so let's get clothes on
you and I'll hold your hand while we walk around and stretch you
a little."
"Ow! Hurts to lift my leg for underwear. Ow! Other leg too."
"Do you not want to do this much again?"
"I wanna do it all! But maybe two or three days like you said."
"Shirt back on. Now lie on the bed and I'll help you with your
jeans. Then your jacket and we'll go walk down the stairs."
"That's gonna hurt!"
"But we'll do baby steps first, then big girl steps. Down first."
"It's not as cold as when we came over."
"It's a little warmer today than yesterday. Hold the handrail and
take little steps."
"Ow! Ow! One step. Ow! Ow! Two steps. Not as bad this time. Three
steps."
---
"Is going back up gonna be like coming down?"
"You're lifting you leg higher so maybe worse on the first two or
three steps."
"Ow! Ow! One step. It's worse. Ow! Ow! Two steps. Not as bad.
Three steps."
---
"Doing big steps instead of both feet on one step really hurt
going up!"
"But now you're OK to walk inside?"
"As long as I sit down easy and on something soft. Is the printer
done yet?"
"No. Maybe another 30 minutes."
"I'm bored."
"You wanted something in your mouth earlier?"
"I can do that?"
"You get naked and I'll get the surprise ready."
---
"A chocolate sucker!"
"Yes. Do you want to try 69 or on your knees with me standing or
in bed?"
"69 when I'm not so sore. In bed this time."
"Then come up here for a kiss, little girl."
"I want a big girl kiss!"
"Then you shall have it."
This shop vacuum is running at full power. Give her pretty little
butt the attention it deserves. And her mosquito bites. These
little nipples are very hard today. Something to do with that
mind-numbing orgasm she had? Try a tickle to get my tongue back.
"Why'd you tickle me?"
"Your chocolate is melting."
"Yummy!"
I had no idea she could get it that deep! Next time I'll use
twice as much chocolate. Rub and squeeze and caress these pretty
little globes. Careful of the tender area. Reach under her and
play with those hard little nipples again. Tickle her to get her
to stop for breath.
"Why'd you tickle me?"
"You need to breathe every couple of minutes."
"I was getting a little dizzy."
"Deep breath. Blow it out. Again. Better?"
"Un huh. Gotta finish my sucker."
"Remember that nothing comes out of it and I can enjoy your
attention for as long as you can stay awake but we need to stop
in a little while."
"Now?"
"No. when the printer beeps."
"OK."
I think she's deeper than before. She has all the motions that
give me tingles. That's some of the strong suction she gives my
tongue.
"You're doing a very good job, Celia."
"Darn! I heard the printer."
"Sorry, but the job pays for the new books I've been reading to
you."
"I know, but I'm having fun with chocolate. And I like the gentle
touches you do on my butt when I'm too sore to do other things."
"Remember what making love is about?"
"Making your partner feel loved - and you always do!"
"Let me wash the chocolate off your face and we'll get dressed."
"Help me get dressed?"
"Touch you in the good places while you get dressed?"
"Un huh."
---
Tuesday, 22 September, 2:10PM
"That's how that goes? It fits really good."
"That's how it should fit. It's a little loose on the corners.
Not much, but that would be annoying if you carried the tablet
all day."
"So you make another one?"
"I make changes to the drawing and then send the modified version
to the printer."
"Do I get to stay?"
"Would that be fair?"
"No, but it would be fun!"
"Doing what?"
"Oh - there's not a lot I can do other than snuggle. Leah should
get a turn."
"Thank you, sweet girl. Do you need the numbing medication before
we walk back?"
"Un huh."
"In the bathroom. Jeans and underwear down. Spread your legs."
"Ow! Leah should definitely get a turn now."
"You're done."
"Help me dress?"
"You mean rub the good places one more time?"
"Un huh."
"Get your jacket. I'll take the heater out on the deck to turn it
off."
"So there's not a fire in the house when no one is here."
"Correct, smart girl. I also need to text Bob that I'll be
starting the second print in a little while."
---
"Hold my hand and we'll walk at the speed that's comfortable for
you."
 "You think I'll hurt before I get home?"
"No, I think you'll hurt if I take off walking fast and you have
to stretch to keep up with me."
"You're nice."
"I might like you a little."
"I know."
---
"Everything finished, Jack?"
"No, Sarah. I need to make some minor changes and reprint. The
Major will be here soon and I thought another girl could get some
time when I go back."
"You OK with that, Celia?"
"Yes, Momma. It wouldn't be fair if I went back after having
Uncle Jack for a couple of hours. It's Leah's turn."
"What's the hug for, Momma?"
"For being such a sweet, loving, caring person."
"I'm just trying to be like Uncle Jack."
"I think that deserves a hug from me, also."
'Carry me up the stairs and do the medicine?'
'You're hurting again?'
'A little.'
"The way you're standing tells me you need to potty. I think
someone is in the bath on this floor so I'll carry you to the
bath upstairs. I don't know if you can hold it while you climb
the stairs."
"I love you, Uncle Jack."
"You sit and try while I get the medication out."
"It burns."
"And you're doing more than just pee."
"I didn't wanna stop when we were having so much fun! Ow!"
"And now it's a little hard and hurts?"
"Just a little."
"Wipe and I'll wash and medicate the tender places."
"Wipe me?"
"Anything to get more attention?"
"When it's your attention."
"Paperwork is done. Now I'll spread your pretty little butt
cheeks and use a baby wipe…"
"Hurts a little when you press on it."
"Then it may hurt a little when I put the medicine on and in your
anus."
"My butt hole has a name?"
"All your body parts have names. You say 'pussy' but the proper
name is 'vagina'."
"Does your dick have a proper name?"
"It's a 'penis'."
"Funny words."
"Because they were named a long time ago when most medical terms
were in a different language. That language was Latin."
"Languages have names?"
"Yes. We speak English. If you live in Spain you speak Spanish.
If you live in France you speak French."
"Are there a lot of languages?"
"Yes. Have you put off getting dressed and me stopping 'rubbing
it in' long enough?"
"I'm busted - but I like the 'rubbing in' part."
"That must be done very gently or it will make the soreness
worse."
"But it feels good!"
"Did what we were doing feel good?"
"Un huh!"
"Did it make you sore?"
"Yeah. I should listen better, shouldn't I?"
"You might not have the explosions if you did but it probably
wouldn't hurt to walk."
"I need to spend the night with you at your apartment. Then I can
do the stuff that makes me explode and have time for it to get
better before everyone else sees me walk."
"I'll think about that - but you can't say anything to the other
girls, not even your sisters."
"Yes, Uncle Jack. But I can't wait!"
---
"Is Celia OK, Jack? You were up there longer than just a pee."
"Little rascal put off her morning constitutional so she could go
with me and while she was with me. She's a little sore now."
"I guess that's a self-limiting problem."
"She's not happy about the hurt, so she may be willing to get out
of my lap long enough for the necessities next time."
---
Tuesday, 22 September, 3:05PM
Bleep! Bleep! Bleep!
"Somebody's outside!"
"Check the peephole, Amelia."
"It's that soldier, Uncle Jack."
"He's the only one coming to the house. Open the door for him."
"Thank you, young lady. You're Amelia?"
"That's me."
"What do you need, Tom?"
"Just to say 'thank you', Jack. Tree crews are busy and we've
found a number of electricians who are eager to help - I would be
too if I knew how to fix things. There's a pipeline construction
equipment convoy stranded in the state that would rather be
working than not. All the pipe has been delivered for the job
they were to start - three quarters of a mile of eight inch pipe.
The people at Green Guard think a half mile or more upstream of
them is safe, so people, equipment and pipe are on their way. The
water authority thinks they can provide fifteen percent of the
normal water usage with a single eight inch pipe - perhaps more
since the population has dropped some recently."
"So water will be on for about three hours a day."
"Yes. The construction crew will be running 24/7 until it's
finished and they're estimating five days. There will be a 'boil
water' order for a week or more, but with power back up boiling
water will be possible."
"What about the quarantine?"
"That will be in place until the CDC and Green Guard can
determine incubation period - and whether human-to-human or
human-to-plant transmission is possible. I think it may already
be too late for containment of people. It only takes one carrier
to infect an entire city. The bigger concern right now is how
much mutated virus is in the groundwater and what happens when
contaminated water is used for irrigation."
"That could have us without grain for bread in a few months."
"Considering all the 'surplus' grain that's been sold or given
away to other countries, that's now a very few months."
"Does the virus affect potatoes?"
"I don't know and no one has mentioned them. Why?"
"You can make potato flour and make bread from it. Not mainline
baking these days but it is an alternative."
"I should have you in these video conferences I'm mostly wasting
time in. You're better informed on more practical topics than any
three of the 'experts' that have been brought in."
"When or if we get high speed internet back, I could be
available."
"There's another video conference tomorrow. This area's priority
for power and communications restoral just got bumped to the top
of my list. Thanks for your help, Jack. I need to get the proper
people moving in the right direction. I'll text you the time and
link."
"Thanks, Tom."
---
"In and out in ten minutes, Jack?"
"Yes, Mindy. It was originally an in-person 'thank you', but now
he wants me to be part of a video conference tomorrow…"
"But we don't have power or high speed internet."
"That's why he left so quickly. This area is now at the top of
his priority list for service restoration. He needed to get 'the
proper people moving in the right direction'."
"What's that noise, Poppa?"
"That's a chainsaw, Leah. The Major seems to have radio
communications in his Humvee and he already has 'people moving."
"We gonna get power back?"
"Probably very soon. I think we'll still install the rest of the
solar equipment. The hurried repairs that they're doing to get
power back in this area might not survive another storm and it
might be disrupted when they do permanent repairs over the larger
area."
"You're always taking care of us, Poppa."
"I might like you a little bit, Leah."
"I know."
"Got the things you need to stay two hours?"
"I asked Momma to help me pick stuff."
"Very good, smart girl."
"'Cause your smarts rub off on me when you hug me."
"Hey! That's my line, little girl."
"Not any more!"
"Jack, you need me to do anything here?"
"Joe, you might be able to persuade the 'A' team to help you
build the other charger."
"We can?"
"Are you able to, Amelia?"
"Yes, Uncle Jack. We helped build the first one. May we help?"
"Find the other half of your team and get your grubby clothes on
then the two of you may help your Grandpa Joe."
"Alicia! Where are you?"
---
"Carry me, Poppa?"
"Not on the way over."
"Maybe on the way back?"
"That depends on how late it is and other things, Leah."
"We're gonna do 'other stuff'?"
"Would you like to, Leah?"
"YES!"
"Will you listen when I tell you to slow down or to hold on when
the tingles are really strong?"
"I'll try. Is it cold in your apartment?"
"Not as cold as outside because the heater was on earlier but not
as warm as the kitchen at your house."
"So I may have to turn by the heater so my front and my back both
get warm?"
"Or get in bed and cover up."
"By myself?"
"Until I get the heater lit and the 3D printer going - and you
might want to make a name bracelet…"
"Yes!"
"We're here. Up the stairs. Keep your jacket on. I'll turn on the
electric blanket so the bed will be warm. You can hold the door
to the deck for me when I move the heater."
"I'll get the door."
---
"It's not warming up very fast."
"It's a small heater, Leah. Sit in my lap and I'll wrap this
throw around you."
"That's better."
"Type your name. Choose a font from this list. Yes, you may see
how each one will look. Now click here to tell it you want a
wristband. Click here to start it printing."
"It's moving a lot but I don't see much else happening."
"Get your eyes at the same level as the print platform."
"There's slightly thicker places and very thin places."
"Can you tell what the thicker places are?"
"That's my name! Does it take long?"
"Just a few minutes."
"I wanna change clothes before we do stuff."
"OK. Tell me why?"
"When I was four, there was a boy in Alicia's class who was a
year or two older than the other kids. Alicia said he was slow.
Anyway, he swam with us a lot and he was nice to us and always
gentle when he played with us in the pool or we played games in
the yard. One day I didn't wanna swim 'cause I was sunburned so I
was wearing a dress. I asked Sammy to help me when I went to the
potty and he said 'OK'. He told me I had a pretty butt and pussy
and asked if he could play with them. Daddy and my uncles never
said anything about me was pretty and they never asked - just
made me do stuff so I said OK. He licked my pussy and asked me to
suck his thing so it would be wet. Then he sat on the toilet and
had me sit in his lap and he hugged me and gave me little kisses
and had me sit down on his thing. It was wet and it wasn't very
big and he asked me and didn't make me - and that time it felt
good to have one inside me. He lifted me up and down and humped
up in me some and then he jerked and he squirted inside my butt.
And he rubbed and kissed my boobies and told me they were pretty.
Then he asked me if I wanted to be naughty and go walk around in
the yard with him inside me and my dress covering it. I said
'yes' and we walked around by the fence away from the pool so no
one would notice us. That was the first time I ever got any
tingles. I got to see Sammy a lot that year, he even put it in my
pussy and we walked around the yard like that one time! But then
they moved away and I was just Daddy's fuck toy again."
"Do you have a picture of Sammy?"
"Un huh. A school picture. He wrote 'To my favrite prety girl' on
the back of it. I keep it in my backpack where a seam is loose so
no one else will see it. He was the only one to see any pretty in
me until you got here."
Another torrent of tears. Some of his 'pretty' may have been a
horny young boy talking to a possibly available girl, but from
her description of his 'gentle' some was because he thought she
was pretty. Slow? Maybe not typical IQ but definitely smart on
giving a desperate little girl attention she could relate to. I'm
sure the 'authorities' would have found fault with his actions,
but I would give him a 'well done'. Hope he's found some other
girls to share his gentle love with. This little girl has
crashed. Over to the bed and under the warm blanket? No, maybe
another ten minutes in my lap and wake her to get the bracelet.
Then start the long print job and give her some serious
kissy-face - or whatever else she needs.
"Leah?"
"Hi, Poppa. I g-g-ot sn-sn-snot on your sh-sh-shirt! Pl-Pl-Please
d-d-don't hit m-m-me!"
"Leah, look at me."
"Y-Y-Yes, P-P-Poppa?"
"Have I ever hit you?"
"N-No."
"Do I look mad?"
"N-No."
"Would you like a hug and a little girl kiss?"
"Yes! B-B-But your sh-sh-shirt…"
"Isn't as important as my granddaughter."
"I like 'granddaughter'. I love you, Poppa!"
"I might like you just a little."
"Just a lot!"
"Let's go wash your snotty face and I'll change shirts so your
pretty face doesn't get snot on it from my dirty shirt."
"You're nice."
"You just like getting hugs and kisses."
"And snuggles - and other stuff!"
"Other stuff after we get your bracelet out of the printer…"
"Goody! Thank you, Poppa!"
"You're welcome, sweet girl. You said something about changing
clothes?"
"A dress."
"And do what you did with Sammy?"
"Except you're a lot bigger and it feels better when all of you
is in me and I want you to do me in my butt with us sitting on
the toilet then walk around with you in my butt then walk around
with you in my pussy. Help me change?"
"And touch all the good places while you change?"
"Un huh. Now come help me when I potty."
"Paperwork is done. You have a pretty butt and pussy. Can I play
with them?"
"Yes!"
"Lie down and I'll lick your pussy."
"So good! Put your tongue in me! Tingles already!"
"Lick and suck my disk to get it wet?"
"Yes! Gd! Tngls!"
"Let me put some KY on and in you and on me before you sit down
and take me in."
"You're a lot bigger than Sammy."
"That's why we're using the KY to make it easier. Feet on either
side of the toilet. Hold your dress up out of the way. Get me in
the right place and come down slowly."
"So good! Big! Deeper! Kiss me. Rub and kiss my nipples! Move me
up and down!"
I really prefer the upper body equipment here at Jack's Gym to
any other place I've worked out.
"So good! Faster! Squirt in me!"
"Sweetie, you know I can't squirt."
"Then hit bottom!"
"I'll hug your butt tight and push up in you as far as I can, but
there's no 'bottom' here. Your cervix is in your pussy."
"Then stand up and walk around with me!"
"Outside?"
"No! It's too cold to be out there with a naked butt. Maybe when
it's warmer?"
"We'll see, horny little girl. What if I did the stairs?"
"It's cold there."
"But warmer than outside and no one can see."
"OK. I like the bounce! Go faster!"
"I'll only go so fast on the steps with a pretty girl in my arms
and on my dick. I don't want to drop her or fall on her."
"Will it feel different going up?"
"You tell me."
"I'm bouncing higher! This is so good! Go back inside and wash
your dick. I wanna try the stairs with you in my pussy!"
"OK. Back inside. Lift you off."
"I feel so empty!"
"You've been very full."
"Un huh. Dry it off and do the KY!"
"Yes, horny little girl. I'll sit and you come stand as before
then ease down on me."
"Warm! Big!"
"Take your time. We know it will stretch and it doesn't hurt if
you're not in a hurry."
"Inside! So good! Deeper!"
"You're on top. You work it deeper."
"Stand up and walk around! Hug my butt tight and hit bottom!"
"Let's wait on 'bottom' for a little while. I don't think that
Sammy could do that."
"I don't remember him ever touching there."
"Let's go do the stairs."
"OK. So good! Hits bottom just a little on each step! Go faster!"
"Not faster. Let's try going up."
"Better! Bouncing higher. More in and out! Hitting bottom every
step!"
"Back down the stairs."
"So good! Faster! Squirt in me!"
"I can't do that, Leah. Back up the stairs again. Hug your butt
tight on each step."
"Hitting bottom longer! Tingles burn! Seeing stars!"
"Let me move you around just a little while I hug your butt
tight."
"Burns! I'm exploding!"
"Four more steps."
"Stronger!"
"Three more steps."
"Burns more!"
"Two more steps."
"Tummy rippling! Feels good with you inside but really burns!"
"One more step."
"Too stron…"
Back inside where it's warmer. Can she do the 'orgasm after
asleep' that Celia did? Sit down. Dress off over her head. My
shirt off. Stand up. Hug her butt with one hand. Contact again!
Rub her nipples. She's moaning. On the bed. Roll her to the
bottom. Make room for a finger on her clit. Move enough to rub
her cervix. Rub her clit. Rub a nipple. She's jerking. Just a
little longer. She's bucking up like Celia. She's up and rigid -
but no scream. Roll her on top so she can breathe. Rub just her
back. Little muscle twitches in her pussy as she comes down. That
feels good! She's relaxing from the rigid position but still
holding my dick tightly. Rub her nipples. The twitches are
stronger. Rub her clit. Even stronger. Her lips are puckered.
Wish I could reach those sweet lips but you're just not tall
enough yet. I'll take care of kisses when you're on my shoulder.
Hug her butt tight and make contact again. Move her body just a
little to rub her cervix with my dick and her nipples with my
chest hair. She's jerking again. Humping me hard this time. A
little KY and a finger up her butt. She's rigid and that was
quite a scream for such a little girl. Those muscles in her pussy
are working harder now. Trying to milk me dry? Sorry, but I can't
do that for you. Rub her back. Long, slow, gentle strokes. She's
relaxing - maybe melting? I'll need to check this one for being
too sore to walk when she wakes. Her internal muscles have
released me. Ease her up to my shoulder. Give these pretty lips
the attention they deserve. Just little girl kisses to start. And
her eyelids and her chin and her nose.
"Poppa? Sammy? Poppa?"
"Are you a little dopey and confused, Leah?"
"Un huh. I remember being in a dress and doing what I did with
Sammy but then it got better. Lots better! I still tingle! But
I'm kinda tired."
"You did a lot. You may be sore later. You had three orgasms -
two of them after you went to sleep from the first one."
"I just remember the tingles getting strong then the burn then
exploding over and over!"
"The 'over and over' were after the orgasm on the stairs."
"That I remember."
"Then I explored your body to see if there were other things that
might give you an orgasm."
"And you found them!"
"Yes, I found them."
"I'm tired. Can I nap on your shoulder?"
"Yes."
"Kiss me goodnight?"
"Big kiss, little kiss or little girl kiss?"
"Little girl kiss. I'm too tingly for anything else."
"Good night, sweet girl."
"Good night, Poppa."
Two breaths and she's gone. She did have quite a workout for a
seven year old. If her holes had not had previous stretching,
this would have been too painful to have given her pleasure. I'll
do what they ask and what I find exploring that gives them
pleasure. She gives me pleasure just by being near me and much
greater pleasure when she wants to 'do stuff' - as they all do.
How much longer on the printer? 30 minutes. Set my watch alarm
and just enjoy the cuddle. And maybe another little girl kiss or
two on these pretty lips. No response? She is tired. The nap will
be good for both of us.
Beep!Beep! Beep!Beep!
Enough of that. I'm awake. Leah has her 'peaceful little girl'
smile - until she moves a leg and it goes to a frown. I'll be
washing and medicating when she wakes. Can I get out of the bed
without waking her? Yes. Blanket back under her chin so she stays
warm. Put some water on to heat so there'll be warm water for
'owies'. Get the remaining KY off me. I'll be doing that for her,
as well. A little stretching? Time for a wake up kiss.
"Hi, Leah."
"Hi, Poppa. It was so good! But…"
"We did too much, too fast and for too long?"
"I guess - but I loved all of it!"
"But now you're sore. Which hole?"
"Both, but worse on my pussy."
"We did more there."
"Did you say I had three orgasms?"
"Yes."
"No wonder I'm tired and sore. Can we do it again? I love doing
the stairs with you in me!"
"You just told me that you're tired and sore. How would it feel
if I filled your pussy and did the stairs again right now?"
"That would hurt! And I might go to sleep in the middle of it."
"So maybe no more today?"
"Just snuggles and little kisses. Even the little kisses tingle.
You tingled me awake!"
"I want you to go potty and we'll see where it hurts."
"OK. Help me up and hold my hand so I don't fall down? I'm tired
and dopey."
"Here's my hand."
"Hurts to step very far."
"Sit and potty."
"It burns!"
"Wipe. Lie on this towel. Hold my hand because it will probably
hurt to get down to the floor."
"Ow!"
"I'll spread your lips and use a washcloth to clean and then a
towel to dry and them the medication for your pussy."
"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Getting better."
"That's the numbing agent in the medication. Roll over on you
stomach. Now up on your knees with your butt in the air and your
shoulders on the towel. I'll do the same back here: spread, wash,
dry, medicate."
"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Getting better. Will it always get this sore?"
"It won't get as sore now if you don't do as much, but I kept
hearing a little girl say 'Deeper!' and 'Faster!'. Both of those
can make you sore. It will get better as you get older because
you'll be bigger and not be stretched as much."
"I won't feel as full?"
"If you learn to control the muscles inside your vagina, you can
squeeze down on whatever is inside you and you will probably feel
full."
"As long as it feels as good as it does now."
"Without the soreness, it might even be better."
"If it gets better, I think I'll die instead of faint! Was that
beep the printer?"
"Yes. It's finished. We'll get dressed. Then I'll check if the
holster fits the tablet correctly. If it does, we're done here so
I'll turn everything off and we'll go back to your house. I think
that you'll need to do some walking inside and then on the steps
so you can walk without going 'Ow!' at every step or on the
stairs."
"You'll carry me home?"
"You'll walk home so we can see how well you can walk and whether
I need to medicate you again as soon as we get there. If you need
to potty tonight, tell me and I'll have the medicine to make it
feel better."
"OK."
---
"The first two steps going down really hurt but then it got
easier. Going up hurt most of the first trip. The next trip down
wasn't bad until you made me do big girl steps. Those really hurt
going back up. I'll want the medicine again when I get home."
"You'll get it. I texted Bob about the holster being ready. The
kero heater is off, cooled and refilled. You're in your jeans and
have your other things in your backpack. Back down the stairs.
Hold the handrail and take your time. Now hold my hand while we
walk back. This way you control how fast we walk and you can
choose to move at a speed that doesn't hurt."
"You always take care of me, Poppa. I love you."
"I love you, Leah."
"I know. You love all of your girls."
"You OK walking this fast?"
"It's cold."
"Zip your jacket."
"I forgot."
"You didn't want to."
"I'm busted."
"And you look like you feel better walking at this slower pace."
"Un huh."
"What can you tell about today?"
"I got to snuggle in your lap while you worked. I made a
bracelet. I watched the printer make it. I got to nap in the bed
on your shoulder while the printer ran forever."
"I got to nap also."
"You did?"
"I won't miss the chance to have one of my girls make me sleep
well even it it's just a short nap."
"I sleep good when I'm with you."
"And you like the wake up."
"Un huh."
"We're here. Remember to knock."
knock
"Hi, Momma. I got to make a bracelet. See? And snuggle in Poppa's
lap while he worked. And we took a nap in the bed while the
printer ran forever."
"I see. Sounds like you had fun. With the odd hours from storms
and the like, I'm not surprised that your Poppa joined you in
your nap."
"Leah, let's get your backpack upstairs and put things where they
should be."
"Yes, Poppa. Carry me?"
"You didn't get carried any while we were gone so this is your
one stair carry today."
"Yes, Poppa."
'And you need to pee and get medicine again?'
'Yes.'
'Remember not to yell if it burns. Bite this little piece of
wood.'
'OK.'
---
"Poppa, there's no toilet paper in the thingie."
"Coming, Leah. The holder is empty but there is more in the linen
closet. You're ready to go."
'Cold washcloth may help the burn but touching may hurt. Bite the
wood'
'OK.'
'You're washed, dried and medicated.'
"Thank you, Poppa."
"You're welcome."
"Can I sit in your lap?"
"After having me all to yourself for two hours? Only if you
weren't feeling well. I squeezed this arm and you feel fine to
me."
"You're silly."
"I get it from my girls. Some of your silly rubs off on me every
time one of you hugs me."
"Poppa!"
'Medicine had time to make it feel better?"
'Un huh.'
"If you want more nap, you have time before supper."
'It won't hurt as much if I'm lying down as if I'm sitting?'
'Correct, smart girl.'
"Kiss me goodnight?"
"You'll use any excuse for another kiss, won't you, devious
little girl?"
'And any kiss still gives me tingles.'
---
Tuesday, 22 September, 5:40PM
"Bob Bridges will be by soon to get this holster for the new
model of the tablet."
"I thought you had that worked out, Jack."
"Overtaken by events. The model we planned to use is being
discontinued and the replacement will be in general availability
in a couple of months. They sent Bob an early release version
because we'll potentially be placing some large orders with
them."
"But the big printer can make the new holster in a couple of
hours - faster if Uncle Jack didn't want it perfect."
"Isn't that how your Uncle Jack takes care of you, Amelia?"
"Yes, Momma. I think he does everything that way."
Bleep! Bleep! Bleep!
"Uncle Jack, is that Mr. Bridges car?"
"Yes, Celia. You may open the door."
"Thank you, young lady. You're Celia?"
"Un huh."
"Bob, here's the second printing of the new holster."
"If I didn't know better, Jack, I'd say this came with the
tablet. You made a change in the logo placement?"
"The manufacturer moved their logo from its location on the
previous version and it would have been behind half our logo.
This placement makes our logo show up better on the new tablet."
"Sounds good to me. Wish me luck tonight - the potential client
has multiple locations and a huge number of items in inventory."
"That could be anyone from Amazon to Grainger to McMaster-Carr."
"How… Yes, the description might be any of those."
"And you don't want me to mention which one."
"How could you tell?"
"Poppa reads people - faces, body position, a bunch of things he
told us about."
"Maybe I should have you doing negotiations, Jack?"
"You seem to be doing fine, Bob. Besides, who'd be doing CYA for
you if I were on the front line somewhere?"
"If you were on the front line I don't think we'd need any CYA.
Think about it, Jack. The DoD is also interested. I think you'd
do better with them than I would. There is a sales bonus
associated with doing client negotiations. You could probably pay
college for all these kids if you got the DoD contract."
"I'll think about it, Bob."
"That's all I can ask. Thank you for the fast turn-around on
this. The comments I got on the previous one were all positive.
Most people prefer it to leather. Maybe it's the fact that it's
washable?"
"In the current environment, that could be a selling point."
"With GG-183 in the news, that's probably true. Is anyone
consulting with you on that?"
"Major Tibbets, the local Guard commander, has been by several
times."
 "Uncle Jack gave him a long list of things that needed doing. We
heard chainsaws on the next street over and then down the block
today and there's some big trucks coming this way so they're
clearing trees to fix the power and the phones."
"Any reason this area got priority over City Hall?"
"The military wants me on a video conference tomorrow."
"After this is over, you should definitely be our contact with
the DoD. They'll be willing to listen to you. I should go. You
probably have hungry kids to feed."
"They'll be helping with the cooking."
---
"DoD, Jack?"
"The Department of Defense, Sarah. They handle an unbelievable
amount of supplies for the military: food, linens, uniforms,
guns, ammunition, medical supplies, vehicles, tires, computers,
binoculars…"
 "Amazon on steroids?"
"Good analogy."
"'Put the kids through college', Jack? What kind of money are we
talking about here?"
"Millions for managing it all. How many millions they currently
spend I haven't researched. My gut feeling is that the system
we're working on can handle their COTS items for perhaps half of
the current cost. I need to do some research before I consider
being the company salesman for the DoD."
"COTS? They buy a lot of beds?"
"Another acronym: Common Off The Shelf items."
"No wonder Bob wants former military doing the negotiating: you
already speak the language. I guess even a small percentage of
many millions would pay for a lot of education."
"Yes, Mindy, and these smart girls should have their choice of
the schools that best suit their abilities, although I think
there's a strong possibility that they'll all be offered
scholarships somewhere."
"My kids don't have report cards that would get any college's
eye."
"They may not have had them in the past, but your girls are new
people compared to last year."
"Jack's right, Mindy. Can you imagine Alicia saying 'I'm not
afraid of Seth' last year?"
"Not even last month, Sarah. I need to spend more time getting to
know my new kids."
"Not new kids, Mindy. Kids that have been allowed to blossom."
"You're right, Jack, and their 'blossoming' is due in large part
to you. Thank you for bringing my family back to life."
"You're welcome, but I do get daily rewards."
"I don't think any of the girls can pass by without saying
something or touching you or getting a hug or some form of
contact."
"I enjoy attention from a group of smart and pretty girls - and
they're even good helpers."
"Helpers so they get time with you and positive attention from
you. But I do see the older ones more willing to take
responsibility for the younger ones. You're a very good
influence."
"I'm hungry!"
"And our high level discussions once again descend to the level
of basic sustenance. Hello, hungry. I thought your name was
Paige."
"Uncle Jack, Paige is my name. Hungry is how I feel."
"I stand corrected. Suggestions, ladies?"
"There are some frozen pizzas in the chest freezer. Maybe you
could bring up two cheese and one each sausage, pepperoni and
meat lover's. I'll text Dad and see if he wants to join us. He
said something this morning about reviewing some case documents
before Wednesday so I'm guessing that's what he's been doing most
of the day."
---
"While the pizzas bake, a quick lesson on the convection furnace.
This thermostat can be adjusted manually with the up and down
buttons or it can be controlled by the timer. The timer is
battery powered and the battery should last more than a year. If
you change the setting, it goes back to the programmed value in
four hours unless you press the 'Hold' button. I set the time and
the setback hours during installation. It sets the temperature
back ten degrees at 11:00PM and returns to daytime temperature at
6:00AM - no one has 'heater duty' in the morning.. Remember that
this unit will not heat the upstairs area as it heats down here.
It you're sleeping or napping, you have blankets."
"What's the cord for?"
"Alicia, when or if we get normal power back, it's a wall wart to
provide power for the thermostat. If we have power, the battery
is only for backup. If we don't get regular power back, I'll
connect the wall wart to the inverter power so we won't be using
the battery all the time."
"The one at our house is the same?"
"It will be the same, Amelia. The convection furnace for your
house didn't get installed today because I had job-related things
to do."
"Printing the cover thingie."
"Correct, Celia. Major Tibbets will notify me about the time and
link for the video conference at some point today. Hopefully, his
plans for power to be restored in this area will finish in time."
"One of us gets to go with you?"
"Yes, Paige. I don't know how long the conference will be, so you
could be there a long time and your options while I'm on the
conference will probably be a nap in my lap or in one of the
beds."
"Your lap."
"That's for tomorrow. Mindy, is the LP fridge cold?"
"Thermometer on the middle shelf shows 38 degrees."
"Then it's working as it should."
Ding!
"Is that the pizza, Mommy?"
"That tells me it's time to check the pizza, Rachel. Move back
from the stove. 450 is very hot."
"Smells yummy!"
"It does, Leah, but the edges need another minute or two."
Brrt! Brrt! Brrt!
'Dad, pizza is ready. Sarah.'
"Cut it for us, Uncle Jack?"
"I'll cut what I plan to eat. If I cut your pizza you must pay me
with a slice of yours."
"Uncle Jack!"
---
"I get eight slices out of a pizza. How'd you get ten, Jack?"
"Planning, Sarah. Seeing where the cuts should be made."
"I guess you 'see' the frame under a chair or sofa?"
"Yes. Being able to visualize things is very helpful when you're
working in the dark or when you're in the position required for
your hands to do the work and you can't see your hands. Do you
tie your apron in the back without using a mirror?"
"Yes. Oh - I guess I am picturing where the strings are and how
they should be moved to tie a bow."
"Welcome to the world of those who visualize."
---
Bleep! Bleep! Bleep!
"It's Grandpa Joe!"
"Let him in, Amelia."
"Hi, Grandpa Joe! I need a hug."
 "Me next!"
"Me too!"
"I do like these enthusiastic greetings! Your text just had
pizza, Sarah. Not the breadsticks and other goodies."
"They were together in the freezer so we decided to make a feast
of it."
"Is your mouth bleeding, Paige?"
"No, Grandpa Joe. I sampled a breadstick and the sauce and it's
kinda messy."
"I think you're kinda messy. All this warmth from the oven?"
"No, Dad. The convection furnace is working fine and we have a
couple of fans moving the warm air around."
"I think Paul at the mobile home store said these had smart
thermostats?"
"Programmable for setback. Also remembers the programmed
temperature and reverts back after four hours if you manually
change the setting and don't put it on 'Hold'."
"So no one has 'heater duty' in the morning?"
"Right, Dad."
"Joe, depending on when the video conference the Major wants me
on starts and finishes, we may be able to get the other
convection furnaces installed tomorrow."
"We'll get power and internet back tomorrow?"
"Chainsaws have been running most of the day and you probably
noticed the bucket trucks working in the next block."
"Why's the light on in the bathroom, Poppa?"
"Rachel, we have power back…"
"We can watch TV?"
"Not tonight, Alicia. With the lights back on, you girls have
some picking up to do. Many things that should be in your rooms
are down here."
"Yes, Momma."
"The bathroom's dark again, Poppa!"
"Guess I spoke to soon. The restoral crew is working on the power
but they haven't found all the problems. I may not make that
video conference tomorrow."
"Not having power affects your computer stuff, Uncle Jack?"
"Not my computers, Amelia, but the fiber optic local office
carrier system that provides high speed internet. That terminal
is in the block behind us. If doesn't have power, the DSL that
provides high speed internet over a phone line is also down. The
voice telephone line at my apartment is barely working, so it can
only provide a slow dialup connection. The trees and other things
that cause problems with the power lines also cause problems with
the telephone lines. When all the problems with trees and other
things are fixed, we should get power and telephone service."
"So you'll only know it's working if you go there to try it?"
"I left a very small, very low power computer running. If the
high speed internet is working, I'll be able to see the web
status page that computer displays and one item of the status is
the current speed of the internet link."
"But you didn't bring your laptop with you."
"Don't need it. I can text the computer that provides status and
it will text me back with the status. I can text it to provide
hourly updates as well."
"That's the 'dead' messages you keep getting?"
"Yes. The phone is on 'vibrate' so how did you know I had
messages?"
"It's in my pocket and I look when it buzzes."
"My phone?"
"Here. Sorry, Uncle Jack."
"Come closer. I have some words for you."
"Yes, Uncle Jack?"
'This doesn't smell like your pocket.'
'Well, it's kinda like a pocket.'
'Don't do it again.'
'But it feels good when it buzzes."
'Not again or you lose your turn with me."
'Yes, Uncle Jack.'
"What did you say to her, Jack? She looks like she's lost her
last friend."
"Just told her the punishment for doing it again. She didn't like
what I had to say."
"When you whisper about punishment, Poppa, it's always something
we won't like."
"Correct, Alicia. And I don't always tell everyone what someone's
punishment is to be because your punishment for something similar
might be different. My punishments address the person and the
problem."
"A Brannock punishment?"
"Very good, Leah. One that fits."
Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt!
"Your phone, Poppa?"
"Yes, Rachel."
'Power and internet back yet? Tibbets.'
"The Major wants to know if we have power and internet. I can
tell him 'not yet'."
'Power was on briefly but off again. No high speed internet yet."
"It's still early. Do my girls want to play a game before your
bedtime story?"
"YES!"
"Most of your games are for two to four players. What's a fair
way to do that?"
"By age. That way two of us get to play with you and the others
can play other games while they wait."
"Very good, smart Amelia."
"Who goes first?"
"Paige and Rachel 'cause they'll be asleep sooner."
"Paige and Rachel, which game?"
"The cherry game where we get to yell!"
"I might've guessed."
---
"Brush and floss, girls. If you want a goodnight kiss, pucker up
when I come to your room."
"Paige?"
"Big pucker."
"Only one kiss. Which of your bald heads gets it?"
"Both and then my lips?"
"No, just one kiss."
"My bottom lips?"
"OK, but no hug if I kiss there."
"OK. My top lips."
"Rachel?"
"I'm naked too and want more than one kiss, but I heard. Big
pucker."
 "Get jammies. It won't be as cold in the house as previous
nights but you don't want to sleep naked."
"Celia?"
'It was so good today!'
'Still sore?'
'Only a little. Do me like that next time?'
'Maybe not quite as much so you won't be sore.'
"Big pucker."
"Leah?"
'I liked today. Can we do it again tomorrow?'
'There are already two girls looking at tomorrow.'
'I know. Another day?'
'We'll see.'
"Big pucker."
"Amelia?"
'Thank you for making Celia and Leah happy today.'
'They told you about it?'
'No. I saw their smiles - and them moving a little slow on the
stairs.'
'You're welcome, sweet girl.'
"Really big pucker."
"Alicia?"
'What Amelia said.'
'You heard?'
'No. We talked about the smiles and stuff.'
'You're welcome, sweet girl.'
"Really big pucker."
"They're down early tonight, Jack."
"Making up for lost sleep previous nights, Mindy."
"And with no working clocks in their rooms, they didn't
complain."
"Correct, Sarah."
"The game time didn't hurt the process any, either. I couldn't
tell you when Carl ever played 'some dumb kid game' with them."
"Happy kids are much easier to live with."
"Amen to that, Jack. What will you do about the video conference
if they don't get power and internet back up?"
"Sarah, I'll either miss it or the Major will find a place for me
to have access."
Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt!
"That might be him."
'Substation transformer feeding your area is toast. Crew tried to
swing your block to the feed for the neighborhood to the north.
They missed some problem. Tripped multiple breakers. Starting
again at sunup. More later. Tibbets.'
"That's interesting. Power to our immediate area is out because
of damage to the transformer at the substation that supplies
power to us. They tried to tap the feed that powers the
neighborhood to our north but tripped multiple breakers because
they missed a problem around us. The restoral crew will be back
at daylight."
"Power for just our block?"
"No. The terminal for the fiber-optic local office carrier system
that provides DSL out here is one block over. It must be powered
to have high speed internet."
"When will you know?"
"Either my phone gets a message that the connection is up or we
have power long enough for me to decide it's worth the trip to
check it out."
"Is there any other option?"
"The Major could send a comms truck to set up a satellite link."
"Like the TV news trucks?"
"TV news truck on steroids, Mindy. Much bigger truck with bigger
antennas."
"They'd run a line in here?"
"Perhaps, but faster if they just have me use one of the
terminals in the truck."
"Would one of the girls get to go with you?"
"Possibly. Depends on what the truck's configuration is, which I
won't know until and unless one parks out front in the morning.
Good night, ladies."
---
Wednesday, 23 September, 3:10AM
"Uncle Jack?"
"Yes, Amelia?"
"Hold me!"
"What's the matter?"
"Bad dream. You were in the front yard and someone was shooting
at you!"
"What do you remember about people or vehicles?"
"Big green truck out front - lots of antennas on it. Some
soldiers in the yard. Me and Celia were with Momma but Paige was
with you. You got down behind the rain barrel and then I heard
shots and I woke up! Hold me!"
"OK, sweetie. Have you ever had dreams that came true before?"
"The night before Daddy was killed. I dreamed he was in a wreck
in the van but not the details. That time I woke up when the
truck hit the van. I don't want you to die!"
"Thanks to your dream, I'll take extra precautions about
tomorrow."
"Like what?"
"The bullet resistant vests. One under my shirt and one wrapped
around Paige if the truck is here and we go out to it. Otherwise,
I'll have the vest on all day tomorrow, just in case."
"Can I sleep on your shoulder?"
"Since you're too scared to calm down on your own, you may have
my shoulder."
"Nice. Rub my butt?"
"I'll hold it. I want you to feel safe, not horny."
"Kiss me goodnight again?"
"And let you suck my tongue?"
"That might get you to do more with my butt."
"If you don't settle down, I might paddle your butt."
"OK. I'll be good. Just a goodnight kiss."
I don't know if there's substance in her dream, but seeing the
immediate future probably isn't that much of a stretch from
'seeing' inside someone. I will take precautions tomorrow. And I
will tell Tibbets if a 'big green truck' shows up. Her shaking
has stopped - and not from the cold this time. That great
sleeping smile is back. Will you pucker up if I kiss these pretty
lips? Yes. And staying puckered. She may need more than just
reassurance, but I'll not wake her for that. If she wakes me,
we'll see how much time there might be for 'other stuff'.
---
Wednesday, 23 September, 4:50AM
"No! Don't shoot!"
"Amelia."
"No!"
"Amelia!"
"Huh? Daddy?"
"You were having a bad dream."
"They were shooting at you, Uncle Jack!"
"Shooting from where?"
"The trees. By the house next door. Across the street. Hold me!
Make love to me?"
"OK. Get on top and we'll do kissy-face."
"I'm naked. Your turn."
"No snuggles and touches?"
"Put it in me!"
"First, some KY because you're in such a hurry. On and in you…"
"Feels good! Put it in me!"
"Now KY on me. I know you're wired at the moment, but you only
get to do this if you listen to me. This will be slow and gentle.
You need a lot of physical contact, not just a quick orgasm."
"I'll try but it'll be hard. In me!"
"Scoot back slowly."
"Warm! Big! Push it in!"
"No. Slow and gentle. Move back a little more."
"So good! Deeper!"
"I'll hold your waist and move you to match my humps."
"Good! You hit bottom!"
"Now I hug your but tightly and hold you at bottom. And move you
around just a little."
"Strong tingles! Run my nipples! Rub my button!"
"Not either. Just a very slow cervix rub."
"Too strong! Burning! Seeing stars! Put a finger in my butt!"
"No finger. Just a very slow gentle rub."
"Too stron…"
She's rigid again. No scream or bucking, just that totally stiff
body. And her vaginal muscles are matching the rippling of her
tummy. What a marvelous place to be! No more stimulation. Slow,
gentle back rub. Long strokes. She's relaxing internally but the
tummy ripples are still there. Long breath out. She's relaxing.
Still has me inside and still squeezing from time to time. I'd
like to have her on my shoulder for some little kisses but an
abrupt pullout might wake her. She's relaxing more. She can stay
where she is for as long as she needs.
It's daylight and I'm still in her? Still those little squeezes
occasionally. That's enough stimulation to keep me erect for a
long time. What time is it? 6:05 The convection furnace should be
putting out heat now so no need to get up for 'heater duty'.
Someone will probably be around to check whether I'm awake. Best
to get this little sweetie dressed again.
"Amelia?"
"Uncle Jack? You're still in me?"
"You kept doing the little squeezes and they kept me erect. I
hope you're not sore from being connected a long time."
"It's OK. I got to sleep with you in me for that long time."
"About an hour. Someone will be by with a wake up call for me
very soon. You probably would rather be dressed then."
"If it was just us, I'd rather stay like this all day but I don't
want Momma or Miss Mindy to see me like this. I'm pretty sure
they know, but I don't want them to watch."
"Let me be sure the KY is off you then you can get back in your
jammies."
"Help me dress?"
"You did fine undressing yourself."
"But it feels better when you dress me."
"Stand between my legs."
"Your leg hair tickles my butt and pussy!"
"Nibble this earlobe."
"Tickles!"
"Turn. This earlobe."
"Tickles!"
"Kiss a bee sting."
"Do the other one!"
"Kiss its sister."
"Nice!"
"Leg up for underwear."
"Nice rub."
"Other leg."
"Nice rub."
"Jammie bottoms."
"Don't tickle!"
"Jammie top."
"You kissed me when I closed my eyes!"
"Sometimes unexpected things can be nice."
"Un huh!"
"Back on my shoulder?"
"Yes!"
---
Wednesday, 23 September, 6:30AM
"Jack, you awake?"
"Yes, Sarah."
"Amelia's not in her bed. Is she with you?"
"Since about 3. Bad dream about me being shot at. She was so
scared she was shaking. Dream repeated about 5. I think she
settled down around 5:30. I woke her around 6 to check her status
and she seemed OK except for sleepy so she snuggled back on my
shoulder - where she still is."
"Glad she has a shoulder she feels safe on. The timer on the
convection furnace thermostat is working - it's not 'run around
naked' warm up here but not too bad for getting up in jammies. Go
wake your girls,"
"Amelia?"
"Is it morning, Uncle Jack?"
"Yes. Time to get up like going to school."
"I'm still sleepy."
"You had a bad dream - twice - so you were awake during the
night."
"But you let me snuggle the first time - and I completely forgot
about the dream the second time!"
"Remember not to say anything."
"I won't. Now I understand about doing less being better later.
It felt really good, but you only let me have one orgasm and I'm
not sore now. I love you, Uncle Jack."
"I love you, Amelia. I have other girls to wake."
"Can I watch?"
"Are you able to walk and look?"
"May I watch?"
"Yes."
"Paige?"
"Good morning, Uncle Jack. Any day that starts with a kiss from
you is good."
"Rachel?"
"Good morning, Daddy. I know - Poppa all day."
"Celia?"
"Good morning, Uncle Jack. Nice alarm clock."
"Leah?"
"Good morning, Daddy. I know, only at wake up."
"Alicia?"
"Good morning, Daddy. I know, only this time. Where's Amelia?"
"Behind me. She had a bad dream and needed to snuggle."
"You do good snuggles."
---
Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt!
"Your phone, Poppa?"
"Yes, Alicia. From Major Tibbets."
'More damage on street behind you than can be cleared before
noon. Expect comms truck around 11.'
"It seems that I will be on the video conference but using
military equipment. They'll bring a big truck with satellite
antennas."
"Like the TV news trucks that were here the other day?"
"Similar, but much larger. The TV trucks are horses; the comms
truck is an elephant."
"You're teasing us again, Uncle Jack."
"Wait and see, Amelia. I do need to tell the Major about your
dream."
 'Amelia had a nightmare about me being shot when a "big green
truck" was out front. She dreamed of her father being in a wreck
the night before he died. Need some overwatch. Cool enough now
for FLIR but perhaps not in a couple of hours.'
Still only one bar. Sending slowly. Power restored here may get
another cell tower back in service. I think the one beside the
park is fed off this line.
"Down for breakfast, girls."
"Can we ride the banister?"
"Remember just one time today."
"OK."
---
"At least we know they're coming, Mindy."
"Good to have that many happy kids, Sarah."
"True. Amelia was on his shoulder. He said a bad dream woke her -
twice. I hope this one isn't a prophetic as the one about her
father."
"She knew?"
"Only that there was an accident while he was driving the van."
"You think this dream might be about Jack?"
"She went to him so I'd say it was."
"What will he do?"
"Probably already had some plan in place and has it in motion."
---
"What's that noise, Poppa?"
"Probably a military helicopter."
"What's he doing?"
"Checking for people who shouldn't be here."
'You in the trees! Drop your weapons and climb down!'
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
BOOM! BOOM!
"What was that, Poppa?"
"Leah, the little bangs were the people in the trees shooting at
the helicopter. The big booms were the helicopter shooting back.
I think you can guess who won."
"The big booms."
"Yes, smart girl."
---
Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt!
"Your phone again, Poppa."
"The Major telling me the results of the shootout."
'Helo is two for two. Truck with PA plates one block over. Driver
suffered urinary incontinence when shooting woke him and Humvees
were in front and behind. He's telling long story. Details later.
Tibbets.'
"What's he say, Uncle Jack?"
"The two shooters in the trees are dead. Their truck was a block
over and the Guard captured the driver. He had a little urinary
problem when he woke up and saw Humvees in front of and behind
him."
"Urinary problem, Uncle Jack?"
"He wet his pants, Celia."
"He was that scared?"
"How would you feel between two Humvees with their guns pointed
at you?"
"Pee in my pants scared."
"So it's safe for you to go out when the big green truck gets
here?"
"Yes, Amelia. Thanks to your dream and the Major understanding
that it was a good warning, that problem has been eliminated. I
will wear a vest when I go out to the comms truck."
"Bullet proof vest, Uncle Jack?"
"Bullet resistant vest, but this time with the plates in it for
more protection."
"Can I still go with you?"
"Paige, I'll ask whether the chairs are big enough for me to have
you in my lap. If so, you may come with me and I'll wrap you in a
vest for the trip to the truck."
"That's kinda scary, but I always feel safe when I'm with you."
"If you girls can stop talking war with Jack, breakfast is
ready."
"What'd you fix, Momma?"
"Oatmeal."
"Yuck!"
"This is Jack's magic oatmeal with cashews and orange gummy
worms."
"Yummy!"
---
Wednesday. 23 September, 10:50AM
Bleep! Bleep! Bleep!
"Who is it, Poppa?"
"Check the peephole, Alicia."
"It's that soldier, Major Tipple. And a really big truck!"
"Major Tibbets, Alicia. Open the door for him."
"Thank you, Alicia. Jack, you have the best early warning system
I've ever heard of and the two in the trees aren't the only ones
looking for you. The one that we interrogated says there's a
$100,000 bounty on you, dead or alive. We're tracing some of the
names he gave us and will have Federal agents go after the ones
the state government missed. You must have kicked a highly placed
someone in the gonads."
"Actually, it's probably several 'someones' and the kick was in
the wallet. The last figure I heard was that the group had taken
in around $100 million - all under the table and tax free."
"Losing that is a major kick in the wallet. Don't you ever do
anything small?"
"He reads us bedtime stories."
"Said in that tone of voice, even reading a book isn't small."
"Tom, I have a would-be visitor."
"Yes?"
"Paige wants time with me today. If the chair is such that she
can nap in my lap she'll be OK with that."
"Most if the chairs have no arms, so pick one that will work.
There's a restroom in the truck if you need that. The conference
starts at 12 but some of the other people would like to thank you
so go on in at a quarter 'til."
"Paige, are you OK with having a late lunch or do we need to pack
a snack in your bag?"
"A snack. Just in case."
"Just in case?"
"I'm learning to think ahead like you do. Just in case it goes on
for a long time. Besides, I nap better when I'm not hungry."
"Jack, you're building your own unit here. Amelia is a warrior
and Paige is a planner."
"Amelia?"
"The time I was here and she had been guarding the other
children. The look she had when she came up and took her position
in a corner where she could watch the room and both doors
reminded of a guy I served with. Scary dude - not looking at
anything but seeing everything; not pointing the rifle at anyone
but ready to be on target instantly. She's already better than
half the troops I have."
"Thank you, Mr. Tibbets."
"You're welcome, but it's all true."
"She did have a hard time coming down from being in 'guard
mode'."
"Not normal activity for a nine year old but it's nice to know
that the world will be in the hands of such responsible people."
"Me?"
"In fifteen or twenty years, sweetie. Not today or tomorrow."
"As long as I don't hafta fix everything right now."
"Right now, the only thing you 'hafta' do is help Alicia make the
bed the two of you slept in and see if the other girls need help
with their beds."
"Yes, Uncle Jack."
"She's a terrific kid."
"She is, although all of them have their moments. I have to watch
that I don't let Amelia take on too much responsibility. She
seemed to think that the problems in her parents' marriage were
her fault. Took a while to get her beyond that so I don't want
her in a position where she loads herself down like that again."
"Back to the bounty on you. Do you have a vest for each adult?"
"Yes, but if an adult is out with a child the child is wrapped
with a vest. We could use more vests - the Kevlar because the
girls can manage the weight."
"How do you fit one of these on a kid that size?"
"Rachel, Leah, Alicia. I need your bodies."
"For what, Poppa?"
"To show the Major how a vest can be fitted to someone your size.
The littlest ones don't have much use of their arms but they are
mostly covered. Next size up you do this. Then this."
"That's amazing! Could we get pictures and instructions?"
"Girls. OK to make pictures so Major Tibbets can show other
people how to do this?"
"Yes, Poppa."
"Un huh."
"Yes."
"I should have expected you to ask them for permission. You seem
to always have their welfare in mind and give them opportunities
to make choices."
"He's nice like that."
---
"Thank you, girls."
"Anything for you, Poppa."
"Tom, I can transfer the pictures to a thumb drive or upload them
when cell phone data service is back up."
"Thumb drive for now, Jack. You can upload from it when you're
online in the truck. I'll have the sergeant knock on the door
when they're set up."
"Paige, do you have your pack ready?"
"I need to ask you about something, Uncle Jack. Come with me."
"OK. Back in a minute, Tom."
"No problem. Nice that she's thinking ahead."
"I picked out these clothes. Which is best?"
"My choice for a change?"
'If I wear a dress, can you do things that feel good without
undressing me?'
'Yes, and no one will see where my hand is.'
"Well, which one?"
"I think either would be OK but the dress may be more comfortable
than the jeans."
"OK. The dress. Help me change?"
"Yes, horny little girl. And you must wear panties."
"Do I hafta?"
"You 'hafta'."
"OK."
"Back downstairs."
"Yes, Uncle Jack."
"A female can change that quickly?"
"If she's four and it's just from a tee shirt and jeans to a
dress. Hair, makeup, earrings and shoes not involved."
"And I wanna go with you."
"I'm sure that counts also, Paige."
Knock! Knock!
"Poppa, it's the other soldier."
"Open the door, Leah."
"Mr. Wilson, the line is hot."
"Thank you, Sergeant. Paige, I'll carry you."
"OK."
---
"Mr. Wilson, thank you for joining us."
"My privilege, Mr. President. Call me Jack."
"Jack, thank you for the contributions you've made to this
project. I'm aware that you've had a major impact in speeding up
recovery in several areas."
"You're welcome, sir."
"You have a guest?"
"My niece Paige. The girls usually want to accompany me when I'm
working at home. That's a one each time thing. Having one near me
is calming and I'm more productive."
"I'm all for anything that makes me more productive. Colonel
Morganstern will be chairing the conference. I just wanted to
give my thanks as close to in person as possible."
"Thank you, sir."
"Commander Wilson."
"No, Colonel, I'm retired. Call me Jack."
"You were Commander Wilson when I last worked with you and I may
need to be reminded again. You rarely wore a uniform then so this
is very much an instance of déjà vu."
"Yes, sir."
"Your saying 'sir' doesn't help, Jack. Call me Tim."
"Yes, si…Tim."
"First, thank you for meeting with Major Tibbets after the
debacle at the park. I must also thank you for stopping that gang
before they did more harm. The water line you suggested is 25
percent laid as we speak. I'll assume that you aren't interested
in the fifteen minutes of fame that would bring if we named you
as the source of the design,"
 "That would be correct. I'd prefer not to be in the spotlight."
"Then only this working group and the President will ever know.
The Major mentioned that you had limited heat, power and running
water in a couple of days after each service failed. How?"
"Having an open mind for alternatives. When the water shutdown
was announced, every bathtub and container was filled before
shutdown. Toilet flushing was by color: if it's yellow, let it
mellow; if it's brown, flush it down. When the outage lasted
longer than announced, we started using water from the swimming
pool for flushing. When the power went out, you didn't get a
generator unless you weren't one of the first few people in line
at an equipment rental shop, hardware store or home center. I
went looking for large batteries, an inverter, a car alternator
and some V-belts - there was an old tiller in the garage that
could be cannibalized for its engine. Got the needed pieces at
the auto parts store, where I was directed to the hardware store
for kerosene heaters and kerosene. Along the way I picked up food
grade barrels for collecting rain and supplies for filtering the
collected rainwater. A visit to an RV store got us potable water
hoses and 12 volt water pumps that could get the filtered water
up two floors, as well as limited solar panels that can handle
part of the load when the sun is shining.. Meanwhile, there were
two sun shower bags that provide limited warm water for bathing
if the sun is shining. We also built a simple solar water heater
to be able to handle more than two showers a day. There are three
adults and six children living here."
"I'm glad this is being recorded and transcribed, Jack. I got
lost about three sentences in. So anyone could duplicate what
you've done?"
"Anyone with some mechanical skills, the tools, the materials and
the plans. We were fortunate that my new job had a $3000 'home
office' allowance that I spent on materials - and some food."
"What about refrigeration?"
"We froze as many jugs of water as would fit in the chest freezer
and the freezer compartment of the fridge when the storm was
forecast. We picked up dry ice one time to cool down the freezer
and refreeze the jugs. Later we got a generator from a distant
location and have used it to cool the freezer. We now have an LP
gas-powered fridge and are good for a while."
"So some things required being aware and taking action in advance
of a problem?"
"And being physically located where you could do needed things.
Someone working late the day the water was shut off might not
have been able to fill a bathtub with water or freeze jugs of
water to have ice for cooling a fridge or freezer."
"Where did you get the idea to use river water for the county?"
"Many cities use whatever body of fresh water is available. The
river above the Green Guard site should be clear of the virus
because water runs downhill and anything in the water should go
with it. There was serendipity in that because a pipeline crew
was stranded in the state and the pipe for their project could be
requisitioned for the county to use. Cleaning up the aquifer is a
project for someone else."
"But how are you managing without all the services?"
"I'd prefer to have all the conveniences of three weeks ago but
we're living something like the rural lifestyle of the 1920's:
limited power, providing our own water, heating with kerosene.
Some of those people thrived and that's what we plan to do."
"So a 'can do' attitude may be the biggest 'secret' to surviving
this situation?"
"For most people. A few of us have needed to persuade others to
not bother us."
"I saw those reports, Jack. There'll more information for you
about Pennsylvania on the printer to your left when you leave. I
see your little one is asleep. The noise doesn't bother her?"
"No. She snuggles in and tunes out the world and she's good for
an hour or so. If she wakes up hungry, she does have a snack -
her idea."
"I think she's been around you too long, Jack."
"Just a week or so of regular contact, Tim."
"Even that might be too long. Jack can you provide pictures of
what you've done?"
"I have some on a thumb drive and a write-up to go with them."
"Then let's take a short break while those pictures upload."
---
"Paige?"
"Uncle Jack?"
"You need to go potty?"
"Un huh. You'll help me?"
"Yes. I don't think you've ever seen a potty quite like this
one."
"Wow! It's little but it's got a shower and everything - except a
place to wash hands."
"Potty and I'll show you how to wash your hands."
"I'm done. Wipe me?"
"Anything that's like touchy-feely things, right?"
"Uh huh. I like your touch. Rub my butt when we sit down again?"
"I might hold it but I don't think you can be still or quiet if I
rub it."
"You're probably right. It just feels so good when you do that!"
"Underwear back up. Pull this lever…"
"Now there's a sink!"
"A squirt of soap and you wash."
"OK."
"Put your hands under the dryer."
"It's blowing them away!"
"Just keep moving them back in place."
"They're dry."
"Want to get your snack before we sit back down?"
"Yes. What are you gonna do?"
"Potty."
"Can I watch?"
"No. You watching will have you touching and we don't have room
for other stuff in here."
"OK."
---
"You brought a snack too, Uncle Jack?"
"Yes, except my drink is hot tea instead of orange juice."
"Hold my butt?"
"When I finish my tea, I'll let that hand drop to my lap."
"Goody! Drink fast!"
---
Wednesday, 23 September, 2:20PM
"Thank you for joining us, Jack. If all your kids are as
well-behaved as Paige, they'll be welcome any time."
"Thank you, Tim."
"Next conference is 2:00PM tomorrow. Jack, if your high speed
internet isn't back in service by then a comms truck will be
there. Remember the notes on the printer to your left."
"I have them."
"Do you gotta do more stuff for the Army, Uncle Jack?"
"Yes, Paige. They want video of making rain barrels and filters
and building a charger. I'm guessing that the 'low memory' notice
on my phone is from someone getting video of things she didn't
tell me about."
"Is Amelia in trouble again?"
"Perhaps not if I can use the videos she made. If the videos
aren't something I can use, she used my phone without permission
again and we've already had one discussion about it. If she made
these videos before our discussion, she should have told me then.
You don't say anything to her about the phone."
"Yes, Uncle Jack."
---
"Finished or just taking a break, Jack?"
"Finished with the conference. Not finished with the paperwork.
I'll need an hour or two at my apartment to work on that."
"Is it still my turn, Uncle Jack?"
"Since you mostly got a long nap and not more than three
sentences with me the whole time, you may come with me. Same
rules as before."
"OK."
---
"Did Leah tell you about her friend Sammy?"
"Yes, Paige."
"He came back to visit one time when we were at the pool. I asked
him to help me potty and he told me I had a pretty butt and pussy
and could he play with them. Daddy thought he was too big for me
but Sammy's thing wasn't very big. I told Mommy I was tired of
swimming and I'd go shower and change. I had Sammy follow me and
he got in the shower with me. He liked it when I played with his
thing and after the shower it was clean so I said OK when he
wanted me to put it in my mouth. It felt kinda funny but he sure
liked it 'cause he moaned and wiggled then he squirted in my
mouth. It didn't taste too bad, so I swallowed it and licked him
clean. Then he dried me and licked and kissed my nipples and my
pussy and that felt real good."
"And then?"
"He asked me if I wanted to do what Leah did when she was four
and I said yes. There was lotion in the bathroom so he put it on
his thing and then put some on and in my butt. He had me sit on
his lap and put his thing in my butt. With the lotion it went in
easy - and it felt good! He lifted me up and down and rubbed my
nipples and kissed me and then humped up into me and squirted
again. He asked me if I wanted to ride him around the yard like
Leah did and I said yes. I got my dress on - a sundress with a
big scoop in back and front. If I leaned forward you could look
in and see my boobies. Then I held the dress up while he got his
thing back in my butt and he walked down the stairs - that was
good! He had his hand under my butt rubbing and squeezing it and
it felt good when I'd bounce up and down on it as he walked. And
sometimes he'd hump it in deeper. When he switched hands, he'd
have one on my butt and the other rubbing my nipples or my
button. When he did that, I'd be bouncing up and down on his
thing and squeezing it with my butt and he'd start moaning and
jerking and squirt in me again."
"Anything else, Paige?"
Then he said we better go back inside so I can sit on the potty
and his squirt can leak out so it doesn't leak out in my panties.
I squeezed his thing some more and he squirted again then I felt
stuff leaking out of me so we went to the potty and a lot of
white gooey stuff ran out of me and when I pushed down I did a
funny fart. He helped me wash it off my butt and legs and he
rubbed and kissed and licked my nipples and my pussy again and
said he wanted to do me again any time I wanted to. He rubbed my
pussy when he helped me with my panties and rubbed my nipples
when he helped me with my dress. I sat in his lap and he put his
hand up under my dress all the way up to my boobies and rubbed my
nipples! He said we could do that outside if I could be quiet and
still when he did it. So we went back outside and sat on the
bench by the pool and he rubbed my nipples and I had to try
really hard to be still 'cause his thing was hard again and
pushing on my butt. I told him we needed more lotion so he could
do me again and we went back inside."
"And then?"
"This time we got naked and he had me on the bed on my tummy with
my legs hanging off and he got on top of me and got his thing
really deep! Even better than riding down the stairs. He squirted
again and said we better stop, but I told him to kiss me and rub
and lick my nipples and rub and lick my pussy then get more
lotion put it back in my butt. He did all that - three more times
- then said I was the best fuck ever but he had to stop 'cause
his thing was hurting from squirting so much. I asked him if it
would hurt just to have it in me if I was still and he said no,
so he washed me off and we got dressed and I wore some loose
panties so he could pull the leg wider and still get his thing in
my butt. He got some lotion in a saucer and then we sat down in
the big chair. He put lotion on his thing and on and in my butt
and I sat on his thing and got it way up in me. I squeezed him
with my butt while he read me some books and sometimes rubbed my
nipple or my pussy. I kept giving him little squeezes and after
three or four books I asked if it was OK to make him squirt
again. He said yes and I really squeezed hard and when no one
else was in the room I moved up and down on him. He grabbed my
waist and pulled me down hard and squirted and squirted and
squirted. I felt like there was more in me than before and he
said I was the best butt fuck in the world."
"Anything else, Paige?"
"He carried me upstairs and then lifted me off his thing over the
potty. The stuff just kept coming out of me and he got big again
watching it so we got naked and he washed both of us and we got
on the bed again. This time he went really fast and really deep
and when he squirted it just kept coming out. He'd put a towel
under me and it had a big puddle of stuff on it that leaked out
while he was still in me. Then he helped me get cleaned up again
and we got dressed and were back in the chair with him reading me
books and his thing in my butt when everyone else came in. My
hand was under my dress and I was rubbing his balls and he
squirted in me one more time. I like having the squirt in my
butt."
"I know you like squirts in your butt. I can't do that but I'm
bigger and longer than Sammy so you like the 'deep' and 'full'
parts."
"Un huh!"
"And we can use the enema bag and nozzle to do some squirts and
make more room for 'deep'."
"Yes!"
"You do remember that bigger means more stretching and you'll be
sore before we've done this as many times as Sammy did - even
with the KY."
 "Do my pussy too?"
"What's required for that, Paige?"
"Two thumbs."
"We can start with two pinky fingers but we probably won't get
more than that all the way in during one session. There are three
more fingers before the thumb. That's a week or more so don't
whine about not getting to do it next time we're together."
"I know you're taking care of me but I wanna do it now!"
"You're four…"
"Four and a half."
OK. You're four and a half. Most girls aren't ready for two
thumbs in their pussy until they are nine or ten…"
"But Rachel…"
"Rachel was hurt - a lot - by what was done to her. I won't hurt
you. I want you to experience all the things your body is ready
for but never in a way that hurts."
"So I hafta wait because you love me?"
"Correct."
"I love you too, Uncle Jack. But waiting is hard when all the
things I do with you feel so good and I just can't wait to do
more."
"I want you to stay at the point that all the things we've done
feel good and you can't wait to do more. Up the stairs. I'll turn
on the electric blanket so there'll be a warm place soon and I'll
light the heater so the room will get warm in a while. I'll put
some water on to heat so you can get some warm squirts in your
butt then something bigger."
"Goody! I like bigger!"
"I'll be back inside in just a minute."
"I know. When the heater doesn't smell any more."
---
"Do you remember how many times we filled and emptied you
before?"
"Four times?"
"Would you like to try for more?"
"Yes! Can we squirt it in my pussy too?"
"Let's do that first while the nozzle is clean."
"Now?"
"Not until the tea kettle whistles to tell us the water is hot so
we can mix it with cold water to get some that is just right."
"Where do I get to do my pussy so what leaks out doesn't make a
mess?"
 "Since I don't know how much it takes to fill your pussy. I'll
make a place for you to lie down in the bathtub and the leaks can
just run out there."
"If I'm gonna be naked, it's gotta be warm in here."
"The fan is blowing the warm air from the heater into the
bathroom."
"Can I sit in your lap until it's warm in there?"
"Just sit?"
"Kissy-face. Rub my nipples and my butt. Put your thing in my
butt. Can you get middle finger in my pussy when your thing is in
my butt? Then you can tickle my crucifix while I'm full."
"Cervix, not crucifix. We can see if there's enough room for all
that inside you. I have the KY. Take your panties off and bend
over. On and in your pussy and on and in your butt. Climb up and
I'll get you in the right place. Remember that you may be full
before all of me is in because we haven't started washing you out
yet."
"OK. Warm! Big! Lots bigger than Sammy! Feels good! Deeper!"
"Deeper slowly so you can tell me when you're full."
"Strong tingles! Deeper!"
"I'll pull you down slowly."
"So good! Deeper!"
"Just a little more."
"I'm full! But it's a good full. Do your finger."
"Some KY on middle. Spread your lower lips. Inside slowly."
"Feels good! Deeper!"
"Deeper slowly."
"So good! Deeper!"
"Still slowly."
"You touched it! Rub it!"
"Slowly and gently."
"Faster! Harder!"
"No slow and gentle."
"Stronger! Seeing stars! I'm exploding!"
"Still slow and gentle."
"Exploding harder! Squeezing down on you! Feels even bigger! So
goo…"
That was quick. Guess she's been anticipating something all
afternoon and talking about Sammy left her aroused and horny. An
aroused and horny four year old? I would never have believed it -
but she's sitting around me right now. Can she get the 'orgasm
while asleep'? Keep up the slow and gentle cervix rub. Hump her a
little deeper. Rub a little harder. Hump a little deeper and hold
it. Rub a little faster. She's jerking. She's rigid. Still
squeezing down on me hard - in time with the cervix rub and with
similar pressure. Slow, gentle rub gets slow, gentle squeeze.
Fast, hard rub gets fast, hard squeeze. If I could ejaculate, I'd
be playing with this for a long time! Hump deep and hard fast
rub. She's jerking again. Ease off a little so she can relax
enough to breathe. How long will she be out this time? Ease off a
little more. Slow the rub. Ease middle out of her - she's humping
to keep it in. Let's see what she does when it's back on her
cervix. Squeezing her pussy muscles to hold it. Be nice to have
access to a nine or ten year old dick to use in this snug little
pussy - especially when she's squeezing like this. Ease slowly
out of both holes. She's clinging like she'll never let go. I can
work like this.
She's stirring? It's been an hour.
"Gotta potty!"
"I'll carry you."
"Uncle Jack?"
"Yes, Paige?"
"It was real? Your thing was in my butt and your finger was in my
pussy and I just kept exploding?"
"Once just before you went to sleep. Maybe two or three times
after that."
"Squirt the enema thingie in my pussy?"
"Finish your pee and wipe."
"OK."
"Let's get your dress off."
"I'm naked!"
"I like this pretty little naked girl. Lie down in the tub. Pull
your knees up like this. I'll spread your lips…"
"I like that!"
"KY on the nozzle and the nozzle in you slowly."
"Feels different. Hard. Cold."
"That's what it is. Is this better?"
"Warm inside! Squirt it harder!"
"Like this?"
"So good! Do me again!"
"Here's more/"
"Squirt harder!"
"Here it comes."
"So good! Warm all over inside! Butt is wet. Is it leaking out?"
"Yes, it's leaking out. You want to let it all out and start
over?"
"Yes! And rub my button while you squirt it in me!"
"Nozzle back in. Little squirt. Little rub."
"More! Faster! Harder!"
"Longer squirt so more water. Harder so faster and harder
squirt."
"So good! Strong tingles! Rub my button!"
"Bag under my foot so I can hold the nozzle in you for a long,
hard squirt and a hard, fast button rub."
"Seeing stars! Burning inside! Exploding! Deeper! Fast…"
She's limp this time. Ease the nozzle out. Get her vertical. Lean
her head and arms over me to support her while I spread her lower
lips and let it all out. Wrap her in a towel. Never knew anyone
who orgasmed on a douche before but many women and girls orgasm
on male ejaculation. This is a close as I can get for her unless
I'm in her butt and we squirt her pussy this way. We'll see.
She's dry. A mini-pad for any remaining drips, underwear and her
dress. Under the warm blanket. Sweet smile and pucker. She's
still able to respond to a kiss. Humping against what's no longer
there. How long could she keep having orgasms? Something to
explore when she'll be with me all night. Not tonight, though.
We'll get her butt flushed several times and then filled with me
but only one fill like that. I do want her able to walk. Until
she stirs, I'll be working on local restoral and reading about
former Pennsylvania officials.
It's been an hour. Let's see if she wakes easily.
"Ooh! I liked that wake up! Can you do the enemy thingie in my
butt and get your thing really deep?"
"We can try. We've been here two hours and supper may be ready
soon. I don't want you to sleep through supper."
"OK. I'm naked and on the towel. Put the thingie in my butt!"
"First some KY in and on you and on the nozzle. Take a deep
breath. Blow it out. Again."
"Feels like it's really deep!"
"Remember how small the nozzle is compared to my penis?"
"But your thing is warm and this is cold. Squirt the warm water
in."
"I think I know how much to fill you so I'll do that much very
fast."
"It tingles when I fill up that fast! How long do I stay here?"
"Until you don't think you can hold it."
"Now!"
"You're up."
"Sounds funny."
"I think you said that before."
"Feels good going out!"
"You said that before."
"Fill me up with short hard squirts."
"OK."
"So good! Tingles! Harder tingles more! Getting full! Stop! Too
full! Gonna leak!"
"I'll hold the nozzle in tight until you sit down."
"Feels good going out! So empty now! Do it again!"
"Last time. All at once until you can't hold any more."
"Strong tingles! Getting full! Too full! Gonna leak! Full! Stop!
Gonna leak!"
"I'm holding the nozzle in. Sit down."
"Oooh! Feels so good to let it out! Tingles are really strong!
Put your thing in me!"
"On the bed, on your tummy, legs hanging off the side. KY for
both of us."
"You're so deep on one push! Feels like you're in my tummy! So
good! Deeper!"
"Don't know about deeper but maybe some in and out?"
"No! Empty! Put it back in! So good! Not empty! In is good!"
"Now faster."
"So good! Seeing stars! Exploding! Fast…"
Rigid this time? Roll her to the top. Looks strange with her
impaled on me and her legs almost straight up from her body. Rub
her nipples. Rub her clit. KY on and in her pussy and on middle.
Very tight space with her in this position but let's see what we
can do when she is this aroused. In slowly. A little deeper.
Contact! Slow gentle rub. She's humping my finger to get a harder
touch. Press in a little more. She's humping harder. Squeezing my
finger and my dick. She's moving half the length of my dick!
Let's get her to this desperately needed orgasm. Thumb on her
clit. Other thumb on one nipple and that middle on the other
nipple. Rub them in unison. Jerking faster. Humping higher. Mouth
open. There's the scream - and she's limp, not even a twitch. Is
she still breathing? Very shallow. I think she's done for the
day. What's that noise? Rain? Hail? Scattered showers were in the
forecast but nothing like this.
I'll text Sarah.
'Weather prediction on how long hail and rain will last? Jack.'
Sending slowly. Done. Guess I'll get an answer eventually. Ease
out of Paige's butt. Get her in the shoulder snuggle position.
Rub her back. Long, slow, gentle strokes seem to work on all the
girls. Breathing getting back to normal. That's good.
Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt!
'Warm front giving rain, wind occasional hail until 11. Stay
where you are. Paige won the lottery and today's prize is
spending most of a day with you, even if some of it was boring -
except for the crazy toilet ;-)'
Not surprised that things other than the toilet/shower with the
fold down sink were boring for a four year old. She did stay
quiet and still, though. Sweet kid. She deserves a reward for
being that good for that long. I'll tell her when she wakes. What
do I have for a quick kid's meal? Mac and cheese? Got a box.
Margarine? Yes. Milk? Mix some of the powdered milk. Dessert? She
loves pears - and I have one container left. Do I hear movement?
"Paige?"
"Uncle Jack, I feel so warm and squishy inside! Can we do it all
again?"
"As much as I like doing things with you, I think you may have
had all the action you can manage today. Get up and go pee."
"Kinda hurts to walk."
"Walk slowly. We'll work on that later."
"It burns!"
"Take a deep breath and finish peeing. Yes, I know it will hurt
until you're done. You've promised before to do what I asked even
if it was scary. I'll hold your hands and give you a kiss. You
pee."
"It still burns but you make it better."
"When you finish, wipe - which may hurt - then I'll wash you and
put some cream on that will make it feel better."
"You gotta touch all over to see where the sore places are?"
"Yes."
"Some of those touches will be in feel good places?"
"Probably. I have something to tell you that might make you feel
better."
"What?"
"Hear the rain?"
"Yes."
"There's rain and hail and wind. It will last way past your
bedtime. I texted your mother and she said it was OK for you to
stay here with me tonight."
"Goody! We can do 'stuff' all night!"
"Lie down on the towel and I'll wash you."
"Ow! Ow! Ow!"
"Maybe we should just read books, play games and snuggle?"
"Un huh."
"Medicine time. Hurts when I rub it in then gets better."
"Ow! Ow! Ow!"
"If you stay overnight, we won't be doing as much on the stairs
to stretch."
"OK. What do I sleep in?"
"My arms?"
"Nice, but my butt would get cold."
"Maybe panties for your butt and this long sweatshirt for the
rest of you?"
"Nice and soft."
"Get dressed for supper?"
"Help me?"
"You mean hold things and touch all the good places?"
"Un huh."
"Mac and cheese OK for supper?"
"I love it!"
"But you probably don't want pears for dessert?"
"I love them too!"
"Then let's get you dressed for supper. Panties, dress, socks. I
don't think you could eat wearing that sweatshirt."
"I can't even find my hands when I'm in it! Can I sit in your
lap?"
"If you don't make a mess. If you're messy I'll put you in the
shower and dump a bucket of cold water over you."
"I'll be good."
"You usually are. You were very good today during the video
conference even if you were bored."
"I didn't say that!"
"Not to me, but your Mommy told me. It's OK if you were bored.
Most grownup things aren't much fun for kids but you did very
well."
"Really?"
"This kind of kiss really."
"Tongue and a nipple rub! I guess I did do good."
"Come help me cook."
"OK."
---
"Are you full?"
"Un huh."
"Then you don't want these pears?"
"I'm not that full!"
"Enjoy."
"Do I get a bedtime story?"
"It's early enough that you might get two. When you finish, clear
your place and we'll get you changed for bed and you can brush
and floss. Then pick a couple of books."
"Goody! If I'm not too sore after the story, can we do some
more?"
"What do you want to do?"
"You show me how to do your dick down my throat and then do my
butt again?"
"We can try the 'down your throat'. Don't be upset if you can't
get it all. That's something that requires practice."
"OK."
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"You have a bunch of books."
"Remember that I keep turning up with hew books? I have a couple
of boxes of books about different things and for different ages.
I think you might like some of these."
"You'll only read two?"
"Two tonight. Maybe one in the morning. The others will be
surprises when I read them to everyone."
"I picked out three. These tonight and that one tomorrow."
"I don't want to carry you to bed from the big chair, so let's
get in bed and you get where you can see the book."
"This is a good snuggle!"
"I thought you might like this."
"Do it tomorrow night?"
"Where would the other girls get?"
"This just works for one at a time - I get to be special
tonight!"
"You're always special. Tonight you get all my attention."
"Goody!"
"Once upon a time…"
I didn't think she'd make it through both books - but she did.
Even with the naps, she's burned a lot of energy today. I can
read in this position so I'll finish the PA documents. Five
warrants in the Governor's office? Two in the State Supreme
Court? Thirty in the House and Senate? I guess I did kick some
people in high places. List of cases being reviewed. Notes on
disposition of completed reviews. There's my name. Wilson,
Clarence Jackson. Conviction overturned. All charges found to be
false. Dismissed with prejudice. Warrant issued against original
complainant for filing a false report and perjury. Possible
charge of forcing children to perjure themselves. Now you'll know
how it feels, Cheryl. Good luck explaining this to the kids and
grandkids. I'll watch the case and try to 'friend' the kids and
grandkids after her conviction. Additional charge for the
District Attorney. Additional charge for the Sheriff. Additional
charge for my highly recommended attorney. Additional charge for
the judge who heard my case. Wonder how many charges each has
now?
Paige is looking for a better position. Stack the paperwork.
Heater out and off. Wait for it to cool and refill it. Back in.
Set my alarm. Brush and floss. In bed and lights out. Ease her up
on my shoulder. She's found her nest and that sweet, peaceful
smile is back. I can deal with this level of snuggle - all night
long.
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