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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.
 =============================
Saturday, 26 September, 6:20PM
Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt!
'Supper in ten minutes. Put down the paperwork and come eat.'
I should answer.
'Need to wake Sleeping Beauty. Be there soon.'
"Rachel?"
"Daddy!"
"You feel better after your nap?"
"Un huh."
"Supper will be ready when we get there."
"Carry me?"
"First we see how well you can walk."
"Only hurts a little. That's better than when I went to sleep.
You were right about being flat."
"Good to know that Doctor Jack's treatment worked. I'll help you
with your dress."
"And rub the good places?"
"Only a little. You need to be thinking about food - not
something being up your butt."
"Having you in my butt is more fun than eating."
"But you need to eat to have the energy to do it again. Socks and
shoes."
"OK. Carry me down the stairs?"
"I want you to do baby steps on the stairs. They'll help you
stretch so it won't hurt as much to walk."
"If you say so."
"So."
"Poppa!"
"Out the door. Down the stairs. Hold the handrail."
"It's not as bad as I thought it would be."
"Then hold my hand and we'll walk back to your house."
"I gotta walk?"
"I want you to try to walk so you won't walk funny at home."
"I understand. Don't go too fast!"
"That's one reason we're holding hands. So you can choose how
fast we walk."
"One reason? There's more?"
"I like holding hands with a pretty girl."
"I like it when you say 'pretty'. It sounds like 'I love you' to
me."
 Bleep! Bleep! Bleep!
"It's Poppa and Rachel."
"Let them in."
"Hi, Poppa."
"Hi, Alicia."
"I took invitations for my party to Sherry, Lisa, Melody and
Michelle. Lisa's cousin Sammy is staying with them so he's coming
too. Sherry's sister Debbie was in Leah's class last year so
she'll be here too. Melody's sister Shannon was in pre-school
with Rachel so she'll be here. That means the little kids will
have someone their age to play with."
"That's very thoughtful of you, sweetie. Who went with you?"
"Amelia and her Grandpa Joe and two of the soldiers. The grownups
waited on the sidewalk while me and Amelia knocked on the door."
"Any problems?"
"Three of the kids I wanted to invite didn't have anybody at
their house. I guess they're staying with someone else."
"Probably someone with power and water."
"You gotta come see the greenhouses, Uncle Jack! They have doors
in the roof that open when it gets too warm inside and there's a
watering system and there's tables and trays for growing stuff…"
"Amelia."
"Yes, Momma?"
"I know you're excited and want to learn more about the
greenhouse but it will still be there after we eat."
"Yes, Momma. Uncle Jack, the 'How Things Work' book has a lot
about growing things in a greenhouse. I put a bookmark in it so I
could show you."
"Then you can be our guide after we eat."
"Goody!"
---
"Amelia is so excited to learn about technology, Mindy."
"Even technology whose basis is centuries old."
"True. I guess every generation thinks they've discovered some
things that are centuries old - like my girls' time with Dad and
with Jack and your girls' time with Jack. Jack covers for them
when they overdo but you can tell it's their enthusiasm that did
them in because they're ready to go with him at every
opportunity. I'm glad he helps them with their privacy. I'm even
more glad they're spending time with him at the apartment - it's
sad when you're jealous of your daughters' partner, especially
when the daughters are under ten years old. After giving birth to
three children, it was obvious I was having sex with some male,
but I wouldn't have wanted to tell my mother about it."
"He's so loving and caring, Sarah. My girls have gotten a million
dollars in therapy in a way that worked wonders for them. I don't
plan to tell anyone anything more than 'Jack's a good listener'
and 'he makes the girls feel safe'. He meets needs that most
little girls don't have or perhaps haven't discovered yet, plus
just being there when they need a strong support to hold onto."
"Sounds like we're discussing a potential husband."
"One we both want but we'd have to tear down a very big wall to
get him to agree to that."
"You have a sledge hammer in your garage?"
"We should go look."
---
"Your dowser was here, Joe?"
"Yes, Jack. She says there are several aquifer layers. The one
the county uses is the lowest and largest but the two wells here
tap a much higher layer. It's separated from the layer the county
uses by many feet of rock and sand and should be clear of all the
virus contamination. This well is 35 feet deep but the water is
only 12 feet down - a shallow well hand pump will work but the
installed hand pump has the cylinder at the bottom of the well so
it never needs to be primed and it allows access to the water if
the aquifer loses some capacity. The pipe next to the hand pump
is a suction pipe for a small electric or gasoline pump. She
suggested building a water tower - a tank for several hundred
gallons of water. Fill it with an electric pump, using a float
arrangement to switch the pump on and off as needed. That way the
pump only runs occasionally and the height of the tower provides
water pressure. We could use the water for drinking if we have it
tested but it should be fine for irrigation."
"She knows her stuff."
"She should know. She has a Master's in hydrogeology but prefers
staying home and keeping the grandkids while her daughter and
son-in-law are at work. The dowsing and well drilling cover her
expenses and let her be a full time grandmother."
"What's the flow rate with a pump on it?"
"The well should deliver better than 15 gallons a minute if the
pump is able to handle the depth."
"We have an extra 12 volt pump. We could build a small water
tower to supply water for drip irrigation. A single 55 gallon
barrel could handle a lot of drip irrigation. I should check the
drip emitters. If they're the low pressure variety, a tank that's
ten feet up would be adequate. A single 100 watt solar panel and
a 35AH AGM battery would be adequate for the pump, the irrigation
timer and a couple of 12 volt fans if we need to improve air
circulation in the greenhouse."
 "You design. I'll get parts."
"Can we help build it, Uncle Jack?"
"Yes, Amelia, the 'A' team can help."
Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt!
"Your phone, Poppa?"
"Yes, Alicia. It's the Colonel who chairs the conferences."
"Morganstew?"
"Close. Morganstern."
"Wasn't that the name on the greenhouse trucks?"
"Yes, Amelia. I'll guess that it's a family business since he got
them here so quickly."
"What's the message?"
'Still working on the infestation. Found an additional species.
Text later. No conference tomorrow. Other members notified. Pest
control passed to larger crew who'll be covering a much wider
area.'
"No video conference tomorrow. There are some additional
problems. I'll be notified when and where the next meeting will
be."
"You can throw all of us in the pool!"
"Alicia, we haven't asked your guests if they want to do that
with someone they don't know. It should be their choice. They can
watch while my girls do it. If they want to play, they can ask."
"Yes, Poppa. You're good about giving choices."
---
"Alicia, you really think Lisa will ask Uncle Jack?"
"Amelia, she says Sammy does all her holes and is gentle but she
wants something bigger. We know Poppa is bigger."
"Yeah - a 'just the right size' bigger even if it doesn't all fit
yet. How will she do that with so many of us here?"
"Probably start in the pool - rubbing and touching him. Having
him throw her but moving his hands so his thumbs are on her
nipples. Maybe wrapping his arm around her and putting his hand
on her boobie or pussy. She might bring a dress and ask him to do
like Sammy did walking around the yard."
"Yeah. That is good. You think the other girls will ask too?"
"I think they're all doing something, even if it's just with
Sammy. If you're doing it, one look at Poppa is all you need to
know that you want to do it with him."
"Yeah. He's a hunk! What do we do while he's with them?"
"Your Grandpa Joe and Sammy will be here."
"Haven't done anything with Sammy in a long time."
"Me either. We know he's not big enough to hurt, so KY to keep
from being sore from a lot of rubbing. Think he'd try doing two
of us? Fucking one butt while she licks the other girl's pussy
and he kisses that girl? We could even get the little ones in on
butt fuck and kissing - and maybe licking pussy."
"Oooh! I got little tingles already! I gotta remember not to let
anyone squirt in my pussy now. I'll choose whose babies I have
and I don't want that for a long time."
"Not even Jack?"
"I'd get pregnant with him right now! But he'd be in 'Daddy' mode
and tell me my body wasn't ready and it wasn't safe for me to be
pregnant so early."
"He's always taking care of us - even if we sometimes don't like
it."
"Yeah. 'Stop so you won't be sore'. It's really hard to stop when
he makes me feel so good!"
"Me too!"
"Wonder if he could do four girls at a time? One on his dick, one
on his mouth with his tongue in her and one sitting on each hand
with a finger up in her."
"The girl on his dick and the one on his tongue could be kissing
a little one or licking and kissing a nipple or pussy. That would
be all six of us! I'm giving myself tingles!"
---
"Girls, time for bed. Jammies. Brush and floss."
"Yes, Momma."
"Read us a story, Uncle Jack?"
"Time to vote. Hands up for a chapter of Little House? Hands up
to pick one of these books?"
"Books win four to two. Now vote on which book. Book one? Book
two? Book three? Tie between book one and book three. Vote again.
Book one? Book three? Book three it is."
"End of the book. To bed. I'll make the rounds."
"Paige?"
"Big pucker."
"Rachel?"
"Big pucker."
'I had fun today - and I still have some tingles, Daddy.'
'Glad it was a good day for you, daughter.'
"Celia?"
"Big pucker."
"Leah?"
"Always a big pucker."
"Amelia?"
"Always and all night if I can."
"Just one kiss."
"Alicia?"
"Always and all day and all night."
"Just one kiss."
---
"Jack, how much can we grow in the space available?"
"Joe, the vertical plant racks mean we get more plants in less
space so more production than on flat tables. We must arrange
things so shorter plants are in front of taller plants - don't
want to reverse that and have the shorter plants in the shade. We
also take advantage of the plant-to-plant spacing to have the
plants staggered in adjacent rows for optimum sun exposure. We
can supplement the stored staples but we'd need acres of garden
to feed all of us from only what we grow. Things like bean spouts
and radishes produce edible results quickly but they don't
provide the quantities of food that say a potato does. We'd also
probably tire of a veggie only diet. I'd estimate five to ten
acres plus chickens for eggs and meat plus goats for milk and
meat would work long term. That much land being tilled means at
least a big rototiller or a small tractor or a horse with
appropriate implements - and a lot of manual work."
"In simplest terms, it enhances and improves our diet but won't
feed us by itself."
"Correct. A small radish adds color and flavor but not much
nutrition. Color and flavor are important when you have a
relatively simple and boring diet."
"Rice and beans can keep you alive but Tabasco adds interest so
you'll eat enough rice and beans to keep you alive."
"Which is one reason the various hot sauces sell well in less
affluent areas. They're a cheap way to improve the least
expensive foods."
"Where would we get more staples?"
"Costco is closest - if anything is left. Restaurant supply
stores if anything is left - might be buying some very big bags
of flour, corn meal, sugar, etc. Seed corn from Tractor Supply?
Feed corn from the seed and feed at the county line? Rural
hardware stores might still have animal feed. Maybe the grain
elevators down south of us?"
"Divided among ten people, those big bags aren't that much per
person. I'll check the restaurant supply stores before I go
farther out."
---
Sunday, 27 September, 5:30AM
"Daddy?"
"Yes, Alicia?"
"Can you make love to me? I know I got a night with you but can
we do it for my birthday now?"
"I'm sure that your mother knows the types of things we do but I
don't think that you want her watching or listening. I don't
think you can be quiet enough to do it here."
"As much as I want to, I know I can't be quiet! You're right;
she'd hear it even if she wasn't listening for me."
"I'll try to find a good reason to go to my apartment and take
you with me. Don't be too disappointed if I can't do this on
short notice. If you had asked earlier, I'd have had more time to
create a situation where you going with me is expected."
"I understand. Can I snuggle?"
"Yes."
"Rub my butt?"
"I'll hold it. You'll be too tempted to do other things if I rub
it."
 "You read me too good."
"That's my job."
"Poppa!"
She hasn't asked for anything for her birthday - no clothes, no
toys, no electronics. Wish I could take care of this request
right now. - and maybe again later today. She's asleep and that
sweet smile is back. In spite all that happened to you, little
girl, you're one of the sweetest and most loving people I've ever
known. Definitely horny, but very selective about your partners.
I've seen you looking at Joe with your 'Is he next?' look. I
think he'd be a good choice for a girl who needs someone who
makes gentle love to a young partner - at least until she starts
yelling 'Deeper!' and 'Faster!'. Even the most active parts are
OK if she is in control. But how could you have this beautiful,
loving, caring child in your life and not feel that way about
her? I know it happened - repeatedly - but I don't understand it.
Had her father loved her, she would have offered him the gifts of
her love and her body. Taking her body by force cost him the best
part of that relationship - her unconditional love. As in an
encounter with Amelia, the love is leaking out of my eyes again.
"Why are you crying, Poppa?"
"I was just thinking how wonderful you are, how much I love you
and what a wonderful gift you've given me. The love just leaked
out of my eyes."
"I love you, too, Daddy. It's OK if we don't get to make love
today. I already got a great gift - you love me so much it leaks
out of your eyes!"
"I think your eyes are also leaking."
"But leaking with happy this time, not sad or scared or hurt like
before."
"Then a little kiss for my happy girl."
"Do I have time to snuggle some more?"
"Until someone wakes us."
"You give the best birthday gifts ever!"
"Happy birthday, Alicia."
---
Sunday, 27 September, 6:30AM
"Jack, you awake?"
"Yes, Mindy."
"Is Alicia with you?"
"Snuggled on my shoulder for the past hour."
"Can you get out of the bed without waking her?"
"Maybe."
---
"She frowned when she lost the shoulder but she hugged the pillow
and settled back down."
"Will you help me with a birthday breakfast for her? She'd always
wanted to do what Sarah did with her kids and have breakfast in
bed. I think Alicia'd be even more pleased if you served it to
her. She kept talking about having pancakes with chocolate spread
so that's what I have out. Having you cook for her will be part
of the gift."
"Certainly. No one else up?"
"I thought she should get your undivided attention at breakfast
so I'm letting the others sleep."
---
"Alicia?"
"Poppa?"
"You hungry?"
"Un huh."
"I brought breakfast in bed for my birthday girl."
"I love you, Daddy!"
"I love you too. You want to eat these pancakes with chocolate or
just sit there and water down your orange drink with tears?"
"Y-Y-You're the b-b-best D-D-Daddy ever!"
"Climb in my lap for a hug and a back rub to calm you down so you
can eat. Or do you need to pee first?"
"I gotta go!"
"Wipe and wash your hands. If you dawdle, I'll have to take a
test bite of your pancakes every minute to see if they're still
warm enough for you. If not, I'll have to eat all of them."
"Poppa!"
"I got you smiling again."
"You're good at that. The pancakes are yummy! Thank you."
"Remember to thank your mother. She told me that this was
something that you wanted."
"She remembered! I'll tell her. Nobody else is up?"
"She wanted you to have my undivided attention for your birthday
breakfast."
"I'll hafta hug her too."
"When you finish, I have a morning chore to do."
"Chore? Oh - wake the other girls. That's a nice way to start the
day. Us girls get along better since you're here. We don't argue
and fight. Why?"
"What's different about me?"
"You're always doing little touches - on the head or whatever, we
get goodnight and good morning kisses, we hear 'I love you' from
someone we know means it because you don't hafta stay here and
put up with us - you want to be with us. I guess that means we
have so much love given to us that we hafta give some of it away
- so we share it with each other. I love my Daddy and my Poppa
and my best friend and my lover!"
"I love you too, one day after your birthday girl."
"I know it was yesterday but parties for all the kids I know are
usually on Saturday or Sunday 'cause we're not in school. This is
such a nice birthday I might tell people my birthday is today
instead of yesterday."
"You need to stick with yesterday's date. You'll understand why
when you're older."
"If you say so."
"So."
"Poppa!"
"If you're finished licking chocolate off the plate, I'll help
you wash your face and you can get dressed for the day."
"Help me undress and dress?"
"You mean touch and rub all the good places?"
"Un huh."
"First I'll wash your face. Look in the mirror."
"How'd I get chocolate on my nose?"
"Maybe when you were licking the plate?"
"Momma tells me not to do that."
"Maybe it'll help you remember if I leave the chocolate on your
nose?"
 "Poppa! You're awful!"
"No, I'm awesome."
"What's the difference?"
"That's a dictionary task for you. You're nine now so you can do
those lookups in a paper dictionary. You're face is clean.
Jammies off."
"Help me?"
"OK. With the buttons undone, I can get to your ribs."
"No! That tickles! I gotta pee!"
"You did that earlier so the tickles continue."
"No!"
"A foot. With a ticklish sole and an ankle to nibble."
"No! Stop! I'll do it. OK. I'm naked."
"I didn't tell you to do that, but it makes a lot more ticklish
places available."
"No! Not there! Not a raspberry! I really gotta pee!"
"Go. Get it all out this time. Watch for the meter to show
'empty'."
 "How do I know it's empty?"
"When you're sure that tickles from your feet to your ears won't
make you pee."
"OK. I think I squeezed it all out."
"Let me check. One hand here and the other here and squeeze and
fingers here…"
"That tickles! Stop! You'll make me pee!"
"That's why you're on the toilet and I'm doing this. Big breath.
Let it out. Again."
"You squeezed more out of me."
"Yes. Now I can tickle you as long as I want because it'll be at
least an hour before you need to pee again."
"No! Stop! I can't breathe!"
"If you can talk, you're still breathing."
"Really feels like I gotta pee!"
"But you're empty."
"What if I do this?"
"Starting to burn!"
"Then I'll ease off some."
"Tingles all over. I didn't know tickling could do that. You
kinda did make love to me 'cause I had tingles but you stopped
before I got really loud."
"So I almost did what you asked earlier."
"As good as we can do here."
"Get dressed."
"Hold my underwear? And don't rub too much or I might explode."
"OK. New shirt for you."
"Nine Mickeys!"
"Something your mother found for you. You know it's a birthday
shirt. Your friends will think it's neat that you have 50 years
of Mickey. Now your jeans. Today only there's a special on socks
and shoes. Sit in my lap and I'll do them."
"You kissed my toes!"
"You're done. Downstairs. Remember to thank your mother."
"A couple of times."
"Momma, thank you."
"For what, Alicia?"
"Remembering about breakfast in bed, having Poppa bring it to me,
my shirt."
"Happy birthday, sweetie."
"Where's Poppa?"
"Waking the others."
"Every morning that starts with him is a good morning."
---
"Thank you, Jack."
"You're welcome, Mindy, but I enjoyed serving Alicia her birthday
breakfast."
"Not just that. I was passing by in the hall when she was talking
about you loving them so much it just ran out and they shared it
with each other. You really do that. My kids get along better
than they ever have. Whatever you're doing to make them that
happy - keep doing it. I know that part of it is them discovering
that sex is a word that covers a lot of things and while
explaining some of those things you have taught them about making
love. You also pass out positives with the little touches and
give compliments on what they do and how they act. And you're
always there when they need a shoulder. You rescued my kids from
Hell and I'll never be able to repay you for that. And you
continue to move them to better places in life. Thank you."
"You're welcome, but I get unconditional love from some pretty
girls who I enjoy being with."
"That love is much deserved."
---
"Alicia, did you tell the kids you invited that the soldiers
would be escorting them to and from your house?"
"Un huh. I told them you were working on Army stuff and they were
keeping you safe. Michelle thought it was neat and Lisa thinks
the Corporal is cute."
"As long as we're not scaring them."
 "Joe, should we get the washing machine connected before the
kids get here?"
"I think we have time, Jack."
"We can help?"
"The 'A' team needs to be in jeans, Amelia."
"Yes, Uncle Jack."
"Jack, the ladies wanted the washer in the house until they heard
and smelled it in operation. Now they agree that the patio is a
better place. We can run hoses out the window over the sink and
get hot and cold water to it. The hoses can be coiled up on these
hangers when they're not in use. Nice that Myron had the cover
for the tub - that's a rare item."
"We also need a cover for the suds saver - both for storage and
for the short term when it rains while clothes washing is in
progress. Our helpers can do most of that. Once the hinged frame
is together, it's all drilling holes in the plastic panels and
putting in screws."
"I'm back."
"OK, team. Here's the sketch. Joe and I will put this part
together then we'll help you put the plastic panels in place on
top."
"OK."
---
"We have a new laundry area?"
"Yes, Sarah. Joe and I did the hammer and saw work and the 'A'
team did the drilling and screw driving. The frame should be
painted but not when we have multiple kids coming over. Which
reminds me - I need to start the generator so the pool pump can
run. They'll be here at 2?"
"Yes, they'll be here at 2. Could you go around with Alicia and
Amelia to collect the kids? I didn't think to tell Alicia
anything about getting the kids here. The most distant girl is
three blocks and you can get the others on the way back"
"I can do that."
"The party is mostly swimming and socializing and there'll be a
cake and punch just before it ends at 5. The candy bars the Major
gave us for the kids will be the take home goodies. That will be
two per child, so they'll each get to pick one and then they get
a second pick - just to ensure we don't lose all the dark
chocolate before they all have a choice."
"Cake?"
"Sarah will bake and frost it at her house and slip it in here
while the kids are outside. The sun is out and the batteries
there are fully charged so power for the oven igniter won't be a
problem. We have some fruit punch and plenty of ice from the LP
fridges for the punch. I'll check the pool's chemical balance in
15 minutes and make any needed adjustments so it will be OK when
the kids get here."
"Thanks, Mindy."
---
"But, Momma…"
"No 'but Momma', Alicia. You will eat lunch before your party.
I'll not put up with another sugar high like the one you had when
you skipped lunch before Amelia's party. If needed, I'll have
Jack go with Amelia and they can collect the other kids. If you
continue dawdling over the soup and sandwich, everyone else will
be in the pool and you'll still be sitting here looking at your
lunch."
"Yes, Momma. I'm eating."
---
Knock! Knock!
"Hi, Alicia."
"Hi, Sammy. You ready?"
"Un huh. Lisa, Alicia's here."
"Hi, Lisa. Ready to go?"
"Swim suit under my clothes. Towel and sunscreen in my bag. Who's
the hunk watching from the sidewalk?"
"That's Amelia's Uncle Jack and my grandfather. They're all
staying with us to keep people from stealing water from the
pool."
'I'd like to stay with him!'
'He takes good care of all us girls - that's why he's our
bodyguard today.'
'I want him to guard my body! Real close! And frisk me for hidden
weapons!'
'Are you always this horny, Lisa?'
'Not always. Momma knocked on the door when me and Sammy were in
the middle of something and I'd only got to little tingles. I
need to cum!'
'I can loan you a dress and you and Sammy can do it walking
around the yard.'
'If I can't get Jack in bed with me, I guess I'll hafta settle
for Sammy. What do I call him?'
'Mister Jack is OK.'
'What are you two whispering about?'
'Your Uncle Jack, Amelia. He's a hunk!'
'He is. And he's very good at reading kids so he'll probably know
what you want before you ask. And listen when he gives you
instructions about games in the pool or anything else. His
punishments include one of his serious talks that leaves you
wishing you'd been spanked because it's over quicker and maybe
sitting out and watching while the others have fun. Probably not
a place you want to be in.'
'But you like him anyway?'
'We love him. He's a good listener, he teaches us how to make
things - like our bracelets - and he's saved our lives a couple
of times. You'll see.'
"Hi, Sammy. I'm Amelia's Uncle Jack and Alicia's grandfather."
"Hello, sir."
"What if you call me 'Mister Jack' and tell the other kids to do
the same?"
"I can do that, Mister Jack."
"Thank you, Sammy."
"You're nice, like Amelia. You don't treat me like I'm dumb."
"Leah told me that you were a gentle, caring person. I always
enjoy knowing someone like that."
"Leah?"
"It's OK, Sammy. Leah didn't tell anyone else and you're not in
trouble with me."
"I'm not? But most grownups don't like it if they find out I'm
playing games with the younger girls."
"As long as you're gentle and you ask them instead of making
them, I don't have a problem with what you've done."
"I'm really not in trouble? Nobody's gonna hit me or make me stay
away from the girls?"
"You're really not in trouble. The girls who have talked to me
liked what you did."
"Girls? More than just Leah?"
"Yes, Sammy. More than one girl. But they all said the same
thing. You were nice. You asked. You were gentle. They liked what
they did with you."
"You think Melody's little sister Shannon would? She has a really
cute butt."
"I don't know. I've never talked to Shannon. Just be gentle and
ask permission and see what she says."
"OK, Mister Jack. I know. What we said was private."
"Correct, Sammy."
---
Knock! Knock!
"Hi, Alicia. I got my stuff and Shannon's stuff. She's probably
gonna want someone to carry her."
"Hi, Melody. Sammy's usually good with the little ones. Shannon,
would like for Sammy to carry you?"
"Un huh."
"Sammy? Would you carry Shannon?"
"OK."
"You're nice, Sammy. Most big kids fuss about carrying me."
"I like carrying a pretty girl, Shannon."
"I like it when you say 'pretty'."
'And you have a pretty little butt."
'I like it when you squeeze it like that. Even better when you
rub my goober!'
'Shh. Not too loud.'
'I know. Mommy gets mad if she catches me rubbing it - but it
feels good.'
'There are some other things we can do that you might like. When
we're at Alicia's house, say you need to potty and ask me to help
you.'
'OK. Can you do more squeezes without anyone seeing?'
'Maybe. But you gotta be still when I squeeze it so they won't
know we're doing it.'
'I'll try. I really, really liked it when you slipped a finger
inside and rubbed my goober!'
"Shh. Not too loud. We'll do more later. Do you have a cover-up
for your swim suit?'
'Un huh. It's long. Almost to my feet.'
'There's something we can try and your cover-up will hide what
we're doing - if you can be quiet.'
'I'll try. If we're somewhere we can kiss, I'll be quiet if I
suck your tongue.'
'I have something else you can suck.'
'Uncle Paul showed me his thing but it was too big for my mouth.
I liked to see it squirt when I did it with my hands. Can I make
you squirt?'
'What if I squirt inside your butthole?'
'You can?'
'Shh. Not too loud. If you can do as I ask, I can probably squirt
in your butt two or three times.'
'I wanna try that.'
'Remember about going to potty.'
'I will.'
"Alicia, I think Shannon likes Sammy. She doesn't talk much with
other people but they've been talking the whole time."
"Melody, I told you he was good with the little ones."
"Who else is coming?"
"Michelle, Sherry and her little sister Debbie. Shannon and
Debbie give our little sisters someone to play with while we
party."
"If your sisters can pry Shannon away from Sammy."
"I think they can manage that. If not, Sammy has someone who
wants to be with him. And Jack will throw us in the pool."
"Throw you in?"
"He stands in the shallow end with his legs bent a little. You
stand on his legs with your legs bent. When he says 'Go' you push
off with your legs and he uses his hands to throw you up and
back. It's like coming off a water slide backwards. Do listen to
him. You can't see if it's clear behind you so you don't know if
it's safe to jump. If you try to jump when it's not safe, he'll
make you sit out for three turns. Believe me, that's a long time
when there's only four girls in the line. It'd be forever today."
"Four girls in line?"
"Me and Alicia both had to sit out at the same time."
"He didn't treat you different 'cause you're family?"
"He treats us all like family, but he expects a lot of family and
we all have the same rules."
"That's mean!"
"No, Melody, that's fair. Uncle Jack is never mean or unfair. He
treats like we were all his kids. Good night kisses every night,
but he always asks first so we have a choice - not that we'd ever
say 'no'!"
"I thought my Uncle Paul was nice, but I wanna know your Uncle
Jack better! I gotta ask to spend the night."
---
Knock! Knock!
"Hi, Alicia."
"Hi, Sherry. You ready to swim?"
"Yeah. Got my stuff and Debbie's stuff. Can somebody help me
carry Debbie? She turned her ankle and it hurts to walk very
far."
"Uncle Jack, Debbie hurt her ankle but she still wants to go. Can
you carry her?"
"If she's comfortable with me doing that."
"I know, you always give choices."
"Hi, Debbie. I'm Mister Jack. I'm Amelia's uncle and Alicia's
grandfather. Do you want me to carry you?"
"Un huh. You're nice."
"I'm nice?"
"You give kids choices. You ask what we want to do, not just tell
us."
"I think most lids like having choices."
'And you glow blue.'
'Does anyone else in your family see colors like that?'
'Un uh. Momma says I'm crazy and Daddy never wants me near him
anymore.'
'I think you're a very pretty little girl with a special ability
that only a few people have.'
'Other people see colors too?'
'Yes. I know a grownup who can tell you all about your special
ability.'
'They won't think I'm crazy?'
'She'll think you are very special.'
'Can I have a kiss?'
'Little girl peck on my lips.'
'That's not tingly.'
'We don't do many tingly things where other people can see us. Is
this what you mean by tingly?'
'Yes!'
'Shh. Getting too loud is one reason not to do tingly things like
butt squeezes out here.'
'I understand. Can we do more? I liked it when you squeezed my
butt and I know how to do big girl kisses with my tongue.'
'We'll see. For now, just enjoy the ride.'
'Oooh. I like where you're rubbing me, even if it is slow and
gentle.'
'Slow and gentle so you don't get too loud.'
'It feels good but not too tingly. I could take a nap like this.'
'If that's what you want to do.'
'Choices are nice.'
"Sherry, Debbie likes Uncle Jack as much as we do - she's
snuggled up asleep."
"What, Amelia? She never trusts men she hasn't known for a long
time."
"Turn around and look."
"If she already likes and trusts him that much, I wanna know your
Uncle Jack a lot better!"
---
Knock! Knock!
"Hi, Alicia."
"Hi, Michelle."
"Hi, Amelia. Hey! Who's the hunk?"
"My Uncle Jack."
"And my Poppa."
"He's family to both of you?"
"Un huh."
"Do you think he'd…"
"I don't kiss and tell."
"Me either."
"How'd you know what I was gonna say?"
"I know that look. You'll never get more than a hug if you kiss
and tell."
"Is that why Uncle George does stuff with my cousin Sheila but
not with me anymore? I always told her what he did with me but
all she ever said was 'He makes me feel loved'."
"If you can't keep secrets, your Uncle George could get in
trouble. So he stopped doing things that you shoulda kept
secret."
"I should tell him I'm sorry."
"That may not help much. You have to show him that you can keep
secrets."
"So your Uncle Jack might not do anything with me?"
"Not if he knows you can't keep secrets."
"You'd tell him?"
"We love him. We don't want him to get in trouble because someone
else can't keep secrets."
"You do stuff with him?"
"I don't kiss and tell."
"Me either."
"What if I ask Celia and Paige?"
"They don't kiss and tell either - not even me."
"You don't know what they do with him?"
"He makes them feel safe and loved. That's all I need to know and
that's all I tell them."
"I gotta learn to keep my mouth shut, don't I?"
"Yes."
"What do I call him?"
"Mister Jack."
"Who's he carrying?"
"Debbie."
"But she never gets near men she doesn't know!"
"He's different."
"You mean he's gay, Alicia?"
"No. He's different from most of the other men I've ever known.
He cares about kids. He asks if we want to do something that
might be scary and isn't mad if we say 'no'. He even gives us
choices in little things - like which book for a bedtime story.
He teaches us to make things. And he cooks some yummy stuff."
"He can cook?"
"Even Celia liked his orange cashew oatmeal."
"I thought she hated oatmeal, Amelia. One time you told me about
her dumping a bowl on the floor."
"Everybody likes Uncle Jack's oatmeal."
"He is different - but it's a good different. And you don't think
I should ask…"
"He'll know what you want before you open your mouth. He reads
people really good."
"Then he'll probably know about me not keeping secrets."
"We'll tell him."
"You sound like you love him!"
"Of course. He's saved our lives a couple of times."
"Oh - I thought it was all kissy-face and touchy-feely stuff but
he's more like a daddy."
"Yes!"
---
"Uncle Jack?"
"Yes, Amelia?"
"Can help me with something upstairs before you go out to the
pool?"
"Yes."
"What's up, sweetie?"
"All the girls Alicia invited want to do stuff with you."
"But that little frown tells me that you're not comfortable about
something or someone."
"Michelle can't keep secrets. She said her uncle stopped doing
stuff with her when she told her cousin what they were doing."
"What did you tell her?"
"That she'll never get more than a hug if she kisses and tells.
And that we love you because you saved our lives and she saw that
as you being a daddy instead of someone for kissy-face and
touchy-feely. And that we'd tell you she couldn't keep secrets."
"Very good, smart girl. I think the others might be able to keep
secrets from how much they want to be in a position for hidden
touches. I know Debbie can - she's a perceptive like you girls
and your mother are but she mostly hides it because no one else
in her family…"
"That seems strange."
"I think so too. I asked your mother to talk with Debbie about
'seeing colors'. Maybe she can find out if Debbie is adopted or
might have been switched at the hospital or maybe looks like
someone they know…"
"Mister Calvin might not be her daddy?"
"Remember that no one else in the family sees auras. Debbie's
already asked me about butt rubs and doing 'big girl kisses with
her tongue'. I won't have time to do serious things for four or
five girls today during the party but maybe the two who need
attention the most can get time with me and your Grandpa Joe. I
need you and the other girls to help me determine who those two
are. If there are more than two, we might be able to work out a
sleepover for one or two."
"I'll tell the other girls what you're looking for and I'll tell
Grandpa Joe about Michelle."
"Thank you, sweet girl."
"I liked that hug and nose kiss."
"I might like you a little."
"I know. Thank you for loving the other girls enough to want to
find out who needs you."
"That means you'll be sharing me with more girls today and maybe
another day."
"But it's important if it's someone like Debbie who thinks she's
weird when she's surrounded by people who don't see auras - and
she might be family to me and Celia and Paige."
"Very good, smart and loving and caring girl,"
"I felt that hug all the way to my toes!"
"Tingles?"
"No. A blanket of love wrapped around all of me. You make me feel
loved in so many ways. I see that look - 'you might like me a
little'."
"And sometimes I love you so much it just leaks out."
"I know. You're the best Daddy ever."
---
'Alicia, I told Uncle Jack and Grandpa Joe about Michelle.'
'She's been rubbing on both of them but they've just been someone
else's family that puts up with her. I think she's really
disappointed.'
'Looks like she needs some 'stuff' but not my family until she
proves she can keep secrets.'
'What Poppa asked about who needed attention? I think it's Debbie
and Michelle but I won't take a chance on losing Poppa.'
'He'll know if we aren't truthful.'
'I know. I guess Lisa might be third 'cause she's never been with
a man who cared about her.'
'That might make her as bad as us.'
'I hadn't thought about that, Amelia.'
'I guess we tell Uncle Jack that it's Debbie, Michelle but we
don't wanna lose him and Lisa but she might be as bad as us.'
'What about Shannon? She's spent a lot of time with Sammy.'
'I think she likes what they're doing but he's not big enough or
good enough to make her cum. She looks like she's trying really
hard but can't get there.'
'I guess we give Poppa our list of four and let him choose.'
'He did say he might work out sleepovers if there were more than
two.'
 'If he did Shannon, she might need overnight to be able to walk
tomorrow!'
'Shh. You're right. I'll tell him.'
"Uncle Jack?"
"Yes, Amelia?"
"I have a question about something in the kitchen."
"Jumping girls! Time for a break…"
"No!"
"Not now!"
"Yes. Now. I'll remember who was in line where. See if you can."
"Yes, Mister Jack."
"Yes, daughter?"
"You just did a hug with words!"
"I won't do it that way often and you know it's only between us,
but you look full of news and not happy about it so I started
with a hug."
 "You do read us good. We think the girls are Debbie 'cause she
feels weird in a family that doesn't see colors and she feels
safe enough to ask you, Michelle 'cause it's been a long time for
her - but we don't want to lose you if she can't keep secrets and
we don't know how you'd work that out, Lisa 'cause she's never
been with a man who cared about her - just Sammy - and you're the
best man for teaching a girl, and Shannon 'cause she's been with
Sammy a lot but she looks like she just can't cum with him - she
needs a bigger or a better partner."
"My loving, caring smart girls put a lot of thought into this.
Thank you for being honest with me about Michelle."
"I thought you'd know if we weren't so we might as well be honest
about her needs but explain why we don't want you to take care of
her."
"I understand, sweetie. I have some things that that I can do
with Michelle that won't get me in trouble if she tells someone
but will let me spend a little time with her and see if she can
now keep secrets."
"How you gonna do that?"
"I don't not kiss and tell."
"You're silly, but I understand. No real kissy-face or
touchy-feely but some special time with you and instructions to
keep it secret."
"And you probably think that Shannon should get a sleepover
because what she may need to get her to an orgasm might make her
walk funny."
"Her first time with you and probably yelling 'Deeper!' and
'Faster!' would be that way."
"So maybe have Celia and Paige ask to stay with Grandpa Joe and
Rachel invites Shannon for a sleepover and Leah invites Debbie
for a sleepover. And both of them get to 'make a bracelet' at my
apartment?"
"What about Lisa and Michelle?"
"What I do with Michelle will be here with other people around.
I'll give her some special information and she has to keep it
secret."
"How will you know?"
"You'll also know. If she can't keep the secret she'll probably
tell you or Alicia before the party is over."
"What about Lisa?"
"I'll need help cleaning the up around the pool and maybe
cleaning the pool after the party. Sammy can tell Lisa's mother
that Lisa stayed to help with cleanup and we'll walk her home.
There's a chair in the greenhouse and it's surrounded by boxes."
"What if she yells!"
"Would this work?"
"Nice kiss! Now make me yell and we'll know for sure!"
"Not here or now, horny girl."
"I know, but the idea gives me tingles."
"I'm going back to the pool. Can you talk to your mother and Miss
Mindy about what I want to do?"
"Yes, Daddy - cause only daddies care that much."
---
"Jump time! Back in line. If you can't find your place in line,
you lose one turn. If you argue with me about where you were, you
lose three turns."
"I was here, Leah!"
"No, Rachel, I was!"
"Leah and Rachel. Out if the pool. One turn."
"Yes, Poppa."
"But Poppa…"
"Leah, are you looking to lose three turns?"
"No, Poppa. Rachel was on my shoulders so we were kinda in the
same place."
"Rachel?"
"I was, Poppa."
"Back up on Leah's shoulders. Are you in front of Leah or behind
her?"
"I'm kinda behind her."
"What should you have said?"
"I shoulda asked if I could get back on her shoulders."
"Back of the line."
"Yes, Poppa."
"I'm sorry, Leah. Now we're both at the end of the line."
"Me too, Rachel. It takes two to argue.
---
"I can't toss the two of you like that. Who goes first?"
"Rachel."
"Leah."
"Leah spoke first, so it's Rachel."
"I love my big sister."
---
"Last time for the jump line. I've been told you should line up
to sing 'Happy Birthday' and then get cake and other goodies when
you finish this jump."
'Michelle, can you keep a secret? I might know where there's
enough ice cream for two girls.'
"Yummy!"
'Lisa, would you like to stay and help clean up? There might be a
reward for those who help.'
'Yes. When and where?'
'I'll tell you after the cake.'
'OK.'
"You two again?"
"Leah goes first this time, Poppa."
"OK, Rachel. That makes you the last jumper of the day."
---
'Alicia your Poppa said he might know where there was ice cream
for two girls. You wanna go with me?'
'OK, Michelle.'
"Mister Jack, where's the ice cream?"
"What did I say to you, Michelle?"
"You said there might be ice cream for two girls."
"What else did I say?"
"You asked if I could keep a secret! I screwed up and you're
really mad at me! Please don't hit me!"
"You didn't screw up enough to be crying so hard you can't
breathe. I won't hit you. I don't do things that way."
"But Alicia's Daddy…"
"I'm from a different side of the family. Hold my hands. Look at
me. Do I look mad?"
"Kinda serious but not mad."
"Did you learn a lesson today?"
"I should listen better and I should keep secrets."
"I think that's two lessons. You should think about those things
for a few days before you ask what I see in your face. You must
prove yourself trustworthy before I'll allow you to ask."
"You do read us good. I'm sorry. I really wanted to spend time
with you."
"You have spent time with me, just not doing the things you
wanted."
"I did get to meet the best Daddy ever,"
"And why do you think that?"
"You care enough about kids to make us think."
"You keep thinking."
"Yes, Mister Jack."
---
"Uncle Jack?"
"Yes, Amelia?"
"Miss Mindy said the sleepovers would work She texted Debbie's
mother and Shannon's mother and they both said OK. Alicia told me
about your test. Michelle looked really thoughtful when the kids
got to pick their candy bars to take home. Will she keep secrets
now?"
"I don't know yet. I'll have another test for her in a few days.
It will be harder."
"Just so you know she can keep secrets."
"I'll know."
"Lisa's helping clean up?"
"I told her there might be a reward."
"That's all? A reward with no details?"
"She reminds me of some other girls who just want to be with me -
even if they get greasy dirty."
"Yeah. You are kinda nice to be with even when we're just
working. You're gonna do her all over?"
"I never kiss and tell."
"Or do any other fun stuff and tell. She'll have a good time if
she can walk home."
That's why we'll change the sleepovers a little. You will go with
Grandpa Joe and the others. Alicia will invite Lisa to
sleepover."
"And she'll ask Lisa if she wants to make a name bracelet like
hers."
"Yes, smart girl."
"Do I tell Miss Mindy to text her mother?"
"I already asked Mindy to do that. Lisa's mother said OK."
"You'll be busy a long time tonight."
"Think about that for a minute. What did Shannon do most of the
afternoon?"
"Sit in Sammy's lap or he carried her around the yard - that
means she's been close to tingles or in little tingles a long
time. She'll explode with a couple of minutes of your attention."
"What about Debbie?"
"She was snuggled with you any time you weren't in the pool. She
even fed you her slice of cake so she could be in your lap - no,
that was so your hands were free to do things she liked."
"Very good, smart girl."
"I guess she got lots of butt rubs and squeezes and other things
that weren't obvious. She won't last long either but she'll love
being with you."
"What about Lisa?"
"She's so horny she can't sit still. She said her Momma knocked
on the door when she was in the middle of something with Sammy
and she only got to little tingles. Then you picked her up and
tossed her all afternoon. She has to be ready to explode."
"So I work on two small explosions and one large one?"
"It's good you have the apartment. I don't think Lisa could do it
here without everyone knowing what was going on."
"Like another girl who sometimes screams?"
"When it's so good I don't have words that can describe it!"
"I enjoy pleasing my girls."
"I know. I get a little tingly just talking about it!"
"Sorry, sweetie. I won't be available to help with those tingles
tonight."
"But Grandpa Joe has been missing us."
"I think he can probably 'take care' of all three of you
tonight."
"I don't know about Celia and Paige, but I won't need much to
explode. I've been thinking and talking about 'stuff' for other
girls all afternoon. I need some 'stuff' too!"
"I know. We don't have the time or a place for me to do that now,
unless you plan to say 'Momma, I'm taking Uncle Jack to his
apartment so he can make love to me.'."
"Hold me, Uncle Jack!"
"What's wrong, sweetie?"
"I just had a little orgasm from you talking to me! I gotta sit
for a while."
"So you just discovered another way that I love you?"
"Even your teasing made me cum! That's awesome!"
"And not something I'd say when other people are around."
"But it sure was good! Thank you, Daddy."
"You're welcome, daughter. Back in uncle mode - I hear someone on
the stairs."
---
"You OK, Amelia? You're all snuggled up in Mister Jack's lap."
"You saw us today, Lisa. Sometimes we get hugs and pats and
little kisses on the top of our heads 'just because'. Sometimes
we get snuggles for the same reason."
"I wish I got snuggles like that."
"You want the other half of Uncle Jack's lap?"
"I can?"
"I don't know, Lisa. Are you able to come and sit on my knee?"
"Yes, Mister Jack!"
"And would you like a hug?"
"Yes! But why?"
"Just because."
"Can I live here?"
"I think your mother might miss you. And Sammy might also. Did I
say something that embarrassed you, Lisa?"
"You said Sammy might miss me!"
"He is your cousin and cousins often enjoy being together."
"Well, there's together and then there's 'together'."
"Are you telling me a secret, Lisa?"
"I think you're reading my face and how my nipples stand up."
"That might be part of it, along with the blush that runs from
your belly button to your ears."
"Some of that is being this close to you. You're such a hunk and
I'm so horny! I can't believe I said that! Please don't be mad at
me! Please don't tell my mother!"
"You're not in trouble."
"I'm not? But I said…"
"I know what you said. There was a reason Alicia asked you to
sleepover. Listen to her later when she tells you some things to
do. Don't say anything more. You already have both feet in your
mouth."
"Yes, Mister Jack. I'll listen to Alicia. You're nice."
"You need a shower to get the chlorine off. Go talk to Alicia."
"Yes, Mister Jack."
---
"Alicia, Mister Jack said I needed a shower to get the chlorine
off. Your showers work?"
"No. We have sun showers. You probably saw the green bags by the
black barrel on the bench."
"At the end of the pool?"
"Yes. If you listen very carefully to what Poppa tells you to do
in the shower, you can shower with just that bag of water. If you
run out of warm water before you finish rinsing, you finish with
cold water."
"You really can shower with just that bag of water?"
"Works better if he washes you or you get in the shower with him
but you'd have to be really good at keeping secrets before he'd
let you do that. If you can convince him, he might let you watch
when he does Leah and Rachel. He's really good at judging how
much water to use. He can wash both of them and himself -
including washing hair - with just two and a half bags."
"You think he might do both of us together to save water?"
"Maybe - but no playing around in the shower. Don't even ask for
boobie rubs or butt squeezes and no exploring his body. Any time
lost playing means you get rinsed in cold water. I got rinsed in
cold water the first time 'cause we didn't have the bags full. I
do NOT want to do that again."
---
"Leah and Rachel. You need showers."
"Yes, Poppa. You'll wash us in the shower with you?"
"We use less water that way."
"On our way."
"Mister Jack?"
"Yes, Lisa?"
"Alicia said the shower bags are enough water if you help them.
Will you wash me and Alicia?"
"Can you keep secrets?"
"Yes. A lot of secrets."
"That sounds like you might need some shoulder time tonight."
"You'd do that for me?"
"Let's get showers done first. Mindy, could you or Sarah handle
sun shower bag refill? I have four girls that need to get
chlorine off."
"We'll do the bags, but while you're in the shower you can do all
six girls. We'll run them through in same-aged pairs starting
with the youngest. The experienced girl can help the new girl
with body position and keeping soap out of eyes and mouths."
---
"Showers with you are fun, Mister Jack!"
"Who can you tell, Shannon?"
"Just you. Anybody else I tell that you and Miss Mindy carried
bags of water and helped us with showers."
"Very good, smart girl."
"Nobody else ever said I'm smart."
"Maybe they didn't talk with you long enough?"
"You're nice. I like being with you."
"I like being with you, too. I think Rachel has a surprise for
you later."
"I like nice surprises."
"I think you'll like this one."
---
"I liked the shower, Mister Jack. Especially when you wiped the
water off!"
"Who can you tell, Debbie?"
"Just you. I'd like to do it again. Anybody else I tell that you
and Miss Mindy carried bags of water and helped us with showers."
"Very good, smart girl."
"Thank you for getting Miss Sarah to talk with me about 'seeing
colors'. I didn't know there were other people who could and I
sure didn't know how much the colors told about other people. I
just knew that blue was good and darker edges were better but red
was bad. Now I know four more people who see colors and they can
do things to fix people. How did I wind up in a family where no
one else can see colors?"
"Miss Sarah is trying to find an answer for you, Debbie. Go with
Leah. I think she might have a surprise for you later."
"I like good surprises."
"I think you'll like this one."
---
"I liked the shower, Mister Jack, but having your hands on me
made me tingle so bad!"
"Or was it so good, Lisa?"
"Both! Good when it happened and bad when you stopped!"
"Who can you tell?"
"Just you. Anybody else I tell that you and Miss Mindy carried
bags of water and helped us with showers 'cause there's not much
water in these bags."
"I think Alicia might have a surprise for you later."
"I like nice surprises. Since you know about it, I'm sure it'll
be very nice."
---
"You plan to take care of all three of them in a couple of hours,
Jack?"
"Yes, Sarah. You didn't see three sets of nipples get erect as
soon as I touched their skin. I doubt that I'll spend more than
30 minutes with Shannon or Debbie. I expect Lisa to take much
longer."
"Not if she's that wired."
"Not for the orgasm she's been chasing all day. That will be as
fast as I'll let her move. The time will be spent on whatever is
behind her comment of 'A lot of secrets' when I asked earlier of
she could keep secrets."
"Her father worked with Carl. You don't think …"
"I have no idea. I expect to spend a long time finding out. Be
sure Alicia packs jammies, toothbrushes, bears and tomorrow's
clothes for both of them."
"You do expect a long time."
"If it's after 10, I won't bring upset children back here. There
are four beds at the apartment. They can spread out or snuggle up
in whatever way works for them. I think having Alicia there may
be a very good thing."
"Having you available is a very good thing. I'll get Rachel going
with her part."
---
"I like your bracelet, Rachel. Would Mister Jack make one for
me?"
"Let's go ask him."
"Hi, girls. You need me?"
"Poppa, can Shannon make a name bracelet?"
"If she wants to."
"I do, Mister Jack."
"Then shoes for both of you and we'll go to my office."
"Goody!"
"Why are you so excited, Rachel?"
"Shannon, I always have fun when I go to his office."
"Then let's go have fun!"
---
"How far are you going, sir?"
"To the garage apartment behind the Pope house, Corporal. Rachel
invited Shannon to spend the night and Shannon would like to make
a name bracelet like Rachel's."
"Do you know how long you'll be, sir?"
"Perhaps an hour. Each of the other two sisters has a friend
spending the night with her and I expect I'll be making this trip
twice more."
"But you do seem to be making them happy, sir."
"It's always worth the trip to do that."
---
"Shannon, would you like to sit in my lap and make your
bracelet?"
"I get to make it?"
"Well, the computer and printer do the making, but you get to
type in your name and choose the font."
"What's a font?"
"How the letters look. Type your name. Click here to get the list
of fonts…"
"There's a bunch of them!"
"Yes. The ones with green letters look best on the bracelet."
"I like this one."
"Click on it. Now click here for a wristband. Now click here to
print."
"It's moving but I don't see much happening."
"Get your eyes at the same level as this part of the printer."
"There's thin stuff and thick stuff."
"Can you tell what the thick stuff is?"
"It's my name! But it's slow. Can I sit in your lap while we
wait?"
"Would you like something to play with?"
"I'd like to play with this! Can you put all of it in my butt?"
"Shannon, I know that Sammy was in there but I'm bigger than
Sammy. It may not all fit."
"As much as will fit?"
"Let's get shorts and underwear out of the way. Now get you
ready…"
"What are you doing?"
"That's the stuff that makes it go in easy, Shannon. You'll like
how it feels going in."
"I like it when Uncle Dave is in me but not the going in part. It
burns."
"You'll like what Poppa does."
"Now I pick you up and sit you in place."
"It's big! But it didn't hurt going in?"
"That's the KY."
"Will it hurt going in and out?"
"No, but let's see how much can go in."
"Big but feels good! Can you go deeper?"
"Deeper very slowly so you can tell me when you're full."
"You care if I'm full?"
"I always care whether the girls I'm with enjoy what we do."
"Deeper!"
"OK, but slowly."
"That feels like a lot but it feels good when it doesn't burn
going in. Getting full. Just a little deeper."
"Deeper but very slowly."
"That's full. I like being able to say I'm full. Uncle Dave just
pushes 'til it won't go in. You're nice. Do some in and out?"
"OK. Out…"
"I feel empty."
"In…"
"Full again - and the in and out doesn't hurt."
"That's why I used the KY."
"You're nice. I'd do this with you every day."
"Let me add some other things. Under your shirt and rub this
dirty spot…"
"Shirt's off! Do both of them!"
"OK. Rub both dirty spots."
"Tingles!"
"Hump up in you a little deeper."
"Tingles more!"
"Rub this button."
"Strong tingles!"
"Run a dirty spot and the button."
"Tingles are burning! Stop rubbing!"
"Trust me for just a minute, Shannon. Rub a dirt spot and your
button and hump up in you deeper…"
"Burn…"
"That was quick, Poppa."
"Remember who she was with at the party, Rachel?"
"Sammy. And in his lap or being carried. She had him in her a
long time but he wasn't big enough or he didn't do enough
touchy-feely to make her cum. But you did just what she needed.
Thank you for taking care of my friend, Poppa."
"You're welcome, sweet girl. Can you find the clothes she threw
in the floor?"
"She was in a big hurry to get you inside her and the clothes are
everywhere! I think she needed that."
"I think so too, Rachel."
"Huh?"
"Hi, Shannon."
"Hi., Mister Jack. You made me tingle so good! Sammy just isn't
big enough and he doesn't do much touchy-feely stuff."
"I think the touchy-feely stuff might have been all you needed.
Next time tell Sammy what you want him to do. I think he might
listen."
"Even lick my goober?"
"You mean this pretty little pussy?"
"That felt good!"
"Remember to ask him. Let me wipe the KY off your pretty little
butt and we'll get you dressed,"
"I like the touches when you help me dress!"
"Who can you tell, Shannon?"
"Just you. But I know what to tell Sammy to do to make it better.
You made me feel really good and you taught me what I need to
feel good with Sammy. Thank you, Mister Jack."
"You're welcome, Shannon."
"Can we do kissy-face?"
"Yes, but that's all we'll do. You think maybe Debbie or Lisa
should get a turn?"
"I think every girl should get a turn with you!"
"Kiss and you can suck my tongue and I'll rub your pretty little
butt a little and then we go back."
"Nice! And I get tingles when you rub my butt! I'd do this all
night."
"But someone else might need me…"
"I know. I wouldn't wanna wait if I was next in line. What was
that kiss for?"
"For thinking about someone else. Remember your bracelet."
"I got it. On my arm!"
"Time to go."
"OK. Carry me?"
"If you were too sore to walk, but you're not."
"Could I get you to stay in me that long sometime?"
"No promises on doing something that would make you hurt."
"Yeah. You're nice."
"Down the stairs. The soldiers will meet us outside."
"Yes, Poppa."
---
"Mister Jack, can I get a bracelet like Leah's?"
"Debbie, do you want one exactly like hers or would you rather
have one that has 'Debbie' on it?"
"You're silly, Mister Jack! I want Debbie!"
"I think we can do that. Ladies, will I be interfering with
supper if we go now?"
"No, Jack. We're planning on about an hour."
"I think we'll be back in time to eat."
---
"One of the soldiers is a girl!"
"Yes, Debbie. She's the Corporal who's in charge of security
tonight."
"I didn't know there were girl soldiers."
"There are a lot of them."
---
"Mister Jack, can we do kissy-face and you rub my butt and
boobies and put your thing in my goober? I can get the handle of
my hairbrush in but it's cold and hard. I think something warm
would feel even better and you're bigger than the hairbrush."
"How would you know how big I am?"
"I was hiding in the bathroom when you peed. Will it all fit in
me?"
"I don't know, Debbie. You want to get naked and find out?"
"Yes!"
"Big girl kiss?"
"With my tongue."
She's been practicing with someone. On and between my lips, over
my teeth and gums, pressing hard to get inside. Let her, then
suck it hard. Let it go and follow it back to her mouth. Another
shop vac. She's really sucking it hard. Wonder what else she's
sucked? She let me go?
"Kiss and lick my boobies and my goober and put your tongue
inside it."
"These mosquito bites?"
"Boobies."
"Debbie, he calls mine mosquito bites. That's what he'll call
yours."
 "And a kiss on this pretty little pussy."
"Tingles!"
"And my tongue inside."
"More tingles!"
"And lick your clitoris."
"Strong tingles!"
"KY on and in your pussy and on middle finger. First I see if
you're big enough…"
"Uncle Dave can get it in part of the way but it burns going in
and out."
"Who is Uncle Dave?"
"He's Shannon's uncle, too. He works with Leah's Daddy."
"I'll try two thumbs to see if you stretch enough."
"Bigger than Uncle Dave but it doesn't hurt or burn."
"The KY makes thing move easier. I'll lie down on this bed. You
stand over me and fit me in. Now come down slowly. You need time
to stretch,"
"You didn't grab me and yank me down all the way!"
"I don't work that way. I think you should like what we do so
much that you want to do it every time you see me."
"Big! But warm and feels good when it stretches slow and doesn't
burn. Deeper!"
"You're on top. You keep coming down."
"You are letting me do it! I like doing it at my speed."
"Poppa's good at giving choices."
"I like having choices. I hit bottom! Can I go up and down?"
"Yes, you may but let me show you some other things you can do.
I'll put my hands around your waist and move you back and forth
and side to side and in a circle. You do what feels best and
remember to put the up and down with it."
"Feels so good. Strong tingles! I felt you go up in me! Even
stronger tingles!"
"And I can rub your mosquito bites…"
"Stronger!"
"And your button…"
"It burns! Stop rubbing!"
"Debbie, I want you to trust me for just a couple of minutes. I
think you'll like what happens."
"OK, but not long when it burns like this!"
"I'll sit up and kiss you."
"Burns more!"
"And squeeze your butt."
"It burns too much! Stop!"
"Just another minute. I push up in you and pull you down tight to
touch this…"
"Seeing stars! Exploding! Tummy going wild!"
"And another kiss!"
"Make it stop! Can't breathe!"
"If you can talk, you're breathing OK. Let your butt go but move
inside you."
"Burns too hot! I'm melting!"
"Slow down the inside move."
"Still strong tingles. Tummy still going crazy! Feel all warm and
squishy inside!"
"Ease off the contact with your cervix."
"So tingly! Tired! Feel so loved! Do me again?"
"Not again. I don't want you too sore to walk."
"You don't? Uncle Dave never stops until I'm sore or bleeding."
"I don't want you sore. I want you so happy that you want to
spend time with me again."
"Every day, Mister Jack!"
"No, Debbie. Because every day will also make you sore."
"I love you, Mister Jack!"
"I think I should check you for any tender places and medicate if
needed."
"Don't pick me up! All the stuff will run out."
"I don't squirt the 'stuff', Debbie, so no mess."
"I feel empty."
"You've been very full."
"But it was a good full. I'll do you any day, Mister Jack."
"To the bathroom. I'll wash and check."
"The cold water feels good there."
"But it probably won't feel so good when I spread your lips and
check here…"
"Ow!"
"or here…"
"Ow!"
"How'd you know those spots were sore?"
"They're red from being rubbed by your circle plus up and down."
"But it felt so good when I was doing it! You give the best
lessons!"
 "Some cream to make it feel better. You won't like the touching
but it will get better."
"Ow! Ow! You even tell kids when things will hurt. I wanna stay
with you!"
"I think your mother might miss you."
"It feels better now."
"Clothes back on…"
"Do I hafta?"
"Does Lisa need some time with me?"
"Un huh. A bunch. Oops! I'm not supposed to tell! Uncle Dave will
hit me!"
"I won't tell him. I don't think you'll tell him. I may want to
talk more with you after Lisa has her time with me."
"OK, Mister Jack. I feel safe with you. Is there anybody else
like you?"
"Celia's Grandpa Joe is a lot like me. Look close when you see
him tomorrow at breakfast."
"OK. It hurts a little to walk."
"Let's go do the stairs."
"Do I hafta?"
"Debbie, listen to Poppa. What he's gonna have you do will hurt a
little but then it'll feel a lot better."
"OK, Leah."
---
"Better now, Debbie?"
"Yes, Mister Jack. Going up stairs still pulls a little but I'm
OK walking other places."
"Time for us to go back."
"Hold my hand, Mister Jack?"
"Yes."
"Me too, Poppa?"
"Yes. I hear a little stomach grumbling. Supper will probably be
ready when we get there."
"Yummy!"
---
"Poppa, can Lisa get a name bracelet?"
"Like yours, Alicia?"
"No, silly. One with her name on it!"
"I think we can do that. You have everything, Alicia?"
"Yes, Poppa."
"Let's go. We can talk while the bracelet is printing."
"Is this the last group, sir?"
"Yes, Corporal. If they crash on me, there are four beds so we'll
spend the night."
"Yes, sir."
---
"Up the stairs and inside."
"You let kids get away with teasing you, Mister Jack?"
"As long as teasing is in fun and not mean, they can tease me or
each other. If they get mean, they won't like my punishment."
"You whip them?"
"No. I don't let them play a game or I don't give them a
goodnight kiss. Being hit it usually over quickly. Missing out on
what the other kids are doing lasts a lot longer."
"You don't hit them?"
"What can you tell her, Alicia?"
"He's never even raised his hand like he might hit me."
"But don't you do bad stuff and get punished?"
"Yes and yes. But having him talk to me for ten minutes about why
I should or should not do something is a lot worse than being hit
because I know I disappointed him. I love him and want to please
him."
"He never makes you cry?"
"Only when he makes me feel so for bad for what I did that I cry
about that."
"Are you real, Mister Jack?"
"Hold my hand. Squeeze it. Am I real?"
"You feel real but I never knew anyone like you before."
"Would you like to sit in my lap and make your bracelet?"
"I don't hafta?"
"No, you don't 'hafta'. It's easier for me to show you what to do
if we're both in front of the computer."
"OK."
"Type your name. Click here to see the fonts. The green ones work
best on the bracelet. Click the one you want. Click here for the
wristband. Click here to print,"
"It's moving - but I don't see much coming out."
Look on the computer screen. See the checkerboard pattern on the
font you chose?"
"Un huh."
"It has to print very thin layers to make those fine lines. Get
your eyes at this level. What do you see?"
"There's thick and thin and the thick is my name."
"Lisa, come sit in my lap."
"Do I hafta?"
"No, but I think you need a hug and a shoulder to cry on and a
lot of time talking to someone who wants to listen."
"B-B-But I'll g-g-get sn-sn-snot on your sh-sh-shirt!"
"No, you won't. I have a towel. Snuggle in. Head on my shoulder."
"Poppa, did I cry like that? She's shaking the chair!"
"Yes, sweetie. You cried like that, too."
"But this time you have a towel."
"I think she needs the snotty shirt do-over another time but
maybe telling me things will be easier if she's not terrified
when she wakes up from this."
"You love us girls so good, Poppa. What's Lisa doing?"
"Strong hiccups. She'll probably be sick. Get the bathroom door
for me?"
"Got it, Poppa. That sounds like it hurts, Poppa. I just remember
the burn in my throat."
"Lisa? Can you get your head up enough to rinse and spit?"
"Un huh."
"Again?"
"Uh huh. Still burns!"
"Can you gargle?"
Grgl.
"Again?"
Grgl.
"Take a little drink and swallow."
"Feels better. Mister Jack? You're taking care of me? What if I
puke on you?"
"Maybe I think that taking care of you is more important than
anything else?"
"But I'm just a stupid cunt…"
"No, Lisa. You're a sweet girl who needs someone to talk to."
"But I got snot on my face and puke on my shirt and I smell bad."
"And a little soap and water can fix all those things."
"You'd wash me when it's just me and not Alicia too?"
"Yes. Let Alicia help you with your clothes and I'll got heat
some water so you'll get a warm shower."
"Why are you doing this? I haven't fucked you or anything."
"Because you're a sweet little girl who needs someone to take
care of her. Because your friend Alicia wants me to. Because I
like you."
"How many times do I have to let you fuck me for this?"
"None. Zero. Not any."
"Then what? Do I suck you or you fuck my butt or what?"
"You can say 'Thank you' when I finish."
"But… but…"
"No buts. Alicia will help you undress and your clothes can go in
that bucket. I'll get the shower bag and mix the water."
"Am I dreaming, Alicia?"
"That's kinda what I thought, Lisa, but he's real. You were
really heaving hard! Does your tummy hurt?"
"It's a little sore."
"Here's warm water. Lisa, do you remember shampoo position from
before?"
"Yes, Mister Jack. You're really gonna wash the puke out of my
hair?"
 "I don't think you feel like doing it and I don't think you want
to smell it all night. Eyes closed. Breathe through your mouth.
I'll scrub it for you. Ready to rinse. Eyes closed."
"Stand up for washing your body. Close your eyes. You're wet to
your bellybutton. I'm soaping you. Turn for your back. Turn and
put your foot up. Other foot. Now rinse. Starting with your face.
Chest. Tummy. Turn for your back and butt. Foot up. Other foot.
In the middle. I'll get the water off…"
"Do it slower?"
"Tingly?"
"No. I just never had a man touch me gentle, especially when I'm
naked. It feels so good! I love you, Mister Jack. Can I live with
you?"
"I love you, Lisa. I think we need to talk a lot after you're
dry."
"OK. Since Daddy disappeared, I don't remember talking with a
man. Just being told what to do."
"What was your Daddy's name, Lisa?"
"Harry Lewis."
"That's not what you told me!"
"Alicia, Dave Parker is my stepfather."
"Lisa, are there other girls that call him 'Uncle Dave'?"
"Un huh. How'd you know?"
"Something someone else told me tonight."
"They're not doing Shannon and Debbie, are they?"
"I'm sorry, sweetie, but both of them mentioned 'Uncle Dave'."
"I hate him! I hate him! I hate him!"
"Let me hold you, Lisa. When you calm down a little, I'll help
you dress."
"In what? There's puke on my clothes."
"Alicia packed jammies and clothes for tomorrow."
"She did? How'd she know?"
"I knew. Remember what you said when I asked you if you could
keep a secret?"
"I said 'A lot of secrets'."
"Most nine year olds don't have that many secrets or secrets that
seem that big. I was sure you needed some lap and shoulder time
and some time to talk and maybe something else."
"You're nice. Help me with my jammies?"
"Of course."
"Rub my butt?"
"Think a minute before you answer this question. Do you want to
be sidetracked or do you really want to tell all the things that
are so hard to keep inside?"
"I'd rather be sidetracked but if I tell you, will you kick
Dave's ass like you did Alicia's Daddy?"
"Either I'll do it or I'll see that he's in jail for a very long
time. Alicia, what can you tell her about Deputy Connors?"
"He's bigger than Poppa and he likes kids and he'll keep you safe
when you tell the detectives what Dave did. All the other kids,
too. He stayed with me and Leah and Rachel when we told them what
my Daddy and uncles were doing."
"Back to your jammies, Lisa."
"Yes, Mister Jack. If I tell you about it, I may be too scared to
sleep. Will you hold me?"
"You want to try sleeping on my shoulder with my arm around you?"
"I can?"
"Yes."
"It's my favorite place to sleep, Lisa."
"He fucks you when you're with him?"
"No, Lisa. Fucking is using someone for your pleasure. Poppa
would never do that. He might make love to me, but that's a whole
different thing and sometimes I cum without him even putting his
thing in me."
"He makes you feel good? You cum? I never have."
"Lisa, after you're all talked out, you can snuggle and sleep. If
you're still interested in the morning, I'll teach you about
making love but there are conditions."
"What kinda conditions?"
"You must listen when I tell you to go slow. You must trust me
when I ask you to try something for just a minute longer."
"That's all? No horse size dildo in my butt. No dog fucking me?"
"Lisa, Poppa isn't like any other man I've known either. If you
wanna try in the morning, just listen and do what he asks."
"Won't it leave me too sore to walk?"
"Maybe a little tender in places, but not too sore to walk."
"Really?"
"Yes, really. Talk to Poppa. Start as far back as you remember
and tell him everything."
"But I'll be crying and get your sh-sh-shirt sn-sn-snotty and
you'll be m-m-mad and hit m-m-me!"
"And that would be worse then washing puke out of your hair?"
"You don't care about the shirt?"
"No, I care about this girl."
"You're nice. How will you remember what I say?"
"I have a little recorder that I will let run so I don't miss
anything. You will have to tell it all again when you talk to the
detectives but that might be easier if you've already told
someone else under less scary circumstances than being in the
Sheriff's Office and surrounded by men you don't know."
"You understand! I love you, Mister Jack! I wanna live here with
you!"
"I think your mother might miss you, even if you're only a block
or so away. Tell me all that you remember."
"It started after Daddy disappeared…"
---
"Lisa? Lisa?"
"Daddy?"
"It's Mister Jack."
"You treat me like my Daddy did. Can I call you Daddy?"
"Not now. I might find another name that you can use. It's
bedtime, but you cried yourself to sleep…"
"I'm s-s-sorry! Please d-d-don't hit m-m-me."
"Lisa. Lisa!"
"Yes, M-M-Mister J-J-Jack?"
"Look at me. Do I look mad?"
"N-No."
"Did I wash your hair to get the vomit out?"
"Y-Yes."
"Do I care about snot on a shirt?"
"Y-Y-You d-d-don't?"
"No. I don't. Would you like a hug?"
"But my face is all snotty!"
"Do you think maybe I can see that?"
"Y-Yes."
"Did I offer you a hug anyway?"
"I love you, Daddy!"
"Will you let me wash your face?"
"I'll let you do anything!"
"That's not what I asked. Come with me to the bathroom."
"OK."
"The water isn't warm. It's been a long time since your shower."
"That's OK. You're taking care of me and I'm fine with that."
"Face is better. Both of you have been very upset tonight and
your sleep schedule is totally shot. Come with me to the kitchen
and I'll fix you some chamomile tea that will help you sleep. You
may not like it, but if you think of it as medicine that doesn't
taste too bad you'll probably be able to drink it."
---
"You're drinking it, too?"
"Yes, Lisa. I've also been exposed to some upsetting things and
could use a little help in getting to sleep."
"I thought you were just drugging us so we couldn't fight when
you tied us down and fucked us until we bled."
"Poppa doesn't do that. Which shoulder do you want - right or
left?"
"I sleep on my left side."
"You get the right shoulder."
"When you finish your tea, brush and floss. I've set an alarm but
we won't be up as early as usual, Alicia. School schedule gets an
override in the morning."
"School schedule?"
"Lisa, Momma makes us get on a bedtime and wake up schedule that
works for school a couple of weeks before school starts. Then
it's easier to get up for school when it does start."
"Momma doesn't care when I go to bed. She comes in with a belt if
I don't get up when she calls me."
"I like our alarm clock a lot better."
"What kinda alarm clock?"
"Poppa comes in and kisses us good morning."
"Please! Please! Pretty please! Can I live with you? I'll do
anything you ask and never tell!"
"Lisa, I can't make that decision, but I might know someone who
could influence it. When you talk to the detectives, remember to
tell them about your mother. One more thing before bedtime. Do
you remember anything different at your house when your Daddy
disappeared."
"The driveway got longer. Momma said it was because the van was
bigger than her car."
"Come snuggle up."
"I love to snuggle with you, Poppa."
"Me too, Daddy! I know. Just for tonight."
---
Monday, 28 September, 7:30AM
Beep!Beep! Beep!Beep! Beep!Beep!
Enough of that. They're both still asleep. Lisa is a beautiful
child when she's asleep on my shoulder. She's working on one of
those peaceful, little girl smiles. I think my time last night
was well spent.
"Good morning, Alicia."
"Good morning, Poppa. Lisa looks happy. I don't remember her
being this pretty."
"Carrying the world around on your shoulders didn't look good on
you either, sweetie."
"But you made it better. And you're making it better for her. You
gonna kiss her awake?"
"I'd like to, but I don't want to scare her. I think I'll do this
instead today. Lisa? Lisa?"
"Daddy?"
"It's Mister Jack. Would you like a good morning kiss?"
"Yes! That was so good! Wake me up with just the kiss next time?"
"I wanted to be sure I didn't scare you. You have memories of
some unpleasant kisses."
"But you're so gentle! I'd know the difference!"
"You wanted to know about making love last night. Are you still
interested this morning or is that something you want to try
another time?"
"You won't be mad at me if I wanna wait?"
"No, sweetie. This must be your choice. If you choose to do it,
you can always stop if it's too scary. I will ask you to hold on
for a minute or two if you're scared but that's all."
"I really, really want to try it but I'm a little scared."
"Alicia, we'll need a little more room in bed."
"I know. I'll go work on breakfast."
"Thank you."
"We get naked?"
"No. You get on top of me under the covers here and we'll stay
under the covers."
"You're not gonna sit me on it and bang me up and down?"
"Sweetie, that's just fucking - where you don't care about your
partner. In making love you want to please your partner. Today it
will please me if I make you feel loved."
"That's all you want?"
"I think you'll like what I do. Kiss me. Just a little girl kiss
with lips only. I'll kiss you on the eyes. Nose. Chin…"
"I'm getting tingles and I'm still dressed and you're still on my
face! I like this!"
"Lips. Nibble an earlobe…"
"Tickles but also tingles!"
"Rub your back and your butt through your jammies."
"Stronger tingles!"
"Roll to the side and unbutton your top. No, Leave it on. Get
back on top,"
"You chest hair tickles my boobies!"
"Bee stings. My hands up under your shirt and rub your back…"
"More tingly!"
"Down under your jammies and rub your butt…"
"Even stronger! And I'm still mostly dressed!"
"Lean this way and slide this sleeve off your arm. Rub a bee
sting…"
"Boobie! Really strong tingles! Never had them this strong
before!"
"Other sleeve and rub the other bee sting…"
"Tingle is almost a burn!"
"Rub up your back and down your sides and rub bee stings as I go
by."
"So good! But it's starting to burn!"
"Stay with me for just a minute or two. Jammie bottoms down. No,
Underwear stays."
"I feel you between my legs and your dick is rubbing my pussy
through my underwear! Really starting to burn!"
"Rub your butt. Rub a bee sting. Kiss you hard."
"Burning! Exploding! Tummy crazy! Seeing stars! What did you do
to me?"
"Slow the rubs."
"Not burning as much. Still seeing stars! Tummy still crazy! Feel
loved! Tired!"
"Slow the rubs a little more."
"Still tingling! What happened?"
"That is an orgasm that you stayed awake to enjoy."
"You gave me a cum without putting it in me! How'd you do that?"
"Do you remember what I said about pleasing your partner?"
"You did! You really did! Still tingles. Why'd you do that?"
"Would you want another time with any of the people who used
you?"
"NO!"
"Would you want another time with me?"
"YES! Now! Tomorrow! Always!"
"Did you just answer your question?"
"You make me feel so good that I WANT to be with you again and
again."
 "Yes."
"Making love is so much better than being fucked! Thank you for
teaching me! Thank you for the shower and washing my hair last
night. Those were also part of making love because they made me
feel better and made me want to be with you! You sure do know a
lot of ways to love someone."
"I want you to go look at yourself in the mirror."
"That's me? I look different than yesterday."
"You let go of some of the bad things you were carrying. You know
how it feels to make love - to be with someone who cares about
you and wants to please you…"
"I sure do! I still have some little tingles! You said I let go
of some of the bad things. Not all of them?"
"Alicia?"
"Poppa's right. Getting his shirt snotty is still a little scary
sometimes. I know he loves me and won't hurt me but sometimes the
bad memory comes in faster than the good memory and he has to
remind me about it."
"But it's been a long time since your Daddy went to jail!"
"Only a little over a week, Lisa. Some of the bad memories will
take longer than that to go away or be covered by good memories."
"It'll be like that for me and the others?"
"Yes, Lisa. But tell me how you feel this morning?"
"Free. Safe. Loved. Oh - lots better than yesterday!"
"So much better that you noticed the difference in the mirror."
"We gotta get the others to talk!"
"I'll talk with Deputy Connors…"
"Mister Pete."
"Yes, Mister Pete to Alicia and her sisters. I'll give him a copy
of what you said, Lisa. I want you to stay with us until the
Sheriff comes to your house. I'll do my best to keep you safe."
"I know. I heard about the shootout on the porch and the
bloodstains are still there. If I'm with you, I'll be fine."
"Ready to eat, Lisa?"
"Yes, Daddy. I know. I can't say it anywhere else, but after last
night you'll always be Daddy in my heart."
"Me, too."
"Oatmeal? I hate oatmeal! Alicia, why'd you fix this?"
"Because Poppa's oatmeal is good! Try it!"
"Maybe one bite. Hey! This is good!"
"Told you."
"How can oatmeal be so good?"
"It has cashews and orange gummy worms in it."
"Sounds weird but tastes good."
"When you two finish scraping those bowls, you can help wash
dishes and then get dressed for the day."
"Yes, Poppa."
"Yes, Daddy. And that's the last time I get to say that."
"While you two dress, I'll text Mister Pete."
'Have lead on disappearance of Harry Lewis. Also have more on the
sex ring Carl Davis was part of. Need to give you audio of a
conversation I had last night. Multiple children involved. Will
be at Mindy's house in fifteen minutes.'
Audio from recorder to computer. Burn two CDs and put it on a
thumb drive. Still time to walk back.
"Down the stairs, girls."
"Can we hold your hand?"
"Both of you on the same hand?"
"No, silly. One hand for each of us."
"Good morning, sir. Back to our center?"
"Yes, Corporal."
---
Bleep! Bleep! Bleep!
"It's Uncle Jack and Alicia and Lisa."
"Hi, Uncle Jack."
"Hi, Amelia. Did you have a good time last night?"
"Un huh."
"I'm glad."
"I know. You're always happy when things make me happy."
"Maybe I like you a little?"
"Maybe."
"Hi, Momma."
"Hi, Alicia. You look happy this morning."
"Poppa took good care of Lisa last night."
"He sure did!"
"You have a minute, Jack? I have a question about the water
barrels."
 "Alicia, tell Miss Sarah about the clothes that need washing.
Those should go in soon."
"Yes, Poppa."
"Lisa looks so different this morning!"
"We talked for a long time last night. When you have privacy and
hour and a half, use the headphones on my laptop and you can
listen to what she said."
"Will I need a barf bag?"
"Maybe. Instead of two dozen adults with three children, three
adults with more than a dozen children. I made a copy for Pete.
He'll be here soon. Lisa stays in the house until Dave Parker is
in custody. He should pray that Pete finds him before I do."
"You are one scary guy, Jack."
Bleep! Bleep! Bleep!
"It's a Sheriff's car. It's Mister Pete!"
"Let him in, Amelia."
"Hi, Amelia. Where's Jack?"
"Over here. You need privacy and headphones to listen to this.
Best if you find Dave Parker before I do."
"Damn but you are scary today, Jack. I have a laptop in the car.
Could I get the Judge to listen and write warrants?"
"I heard, Pete. Let's go to your car."
"Poppa?"
"Yes, Alicia?"
"I need some lap time."
"I'm sure you do. Let's go to the room I'm sleeping in."
"OK."
"In my lap. Head on my shoulder. Yes, I remembered the towel."
"You make the scary parts better. I wanna ask how they could do
that to her but I know some people are like that. It hurts,
Poppa! They hurt Lisa and I can't do anything about it!"
"You can't change what happened. You have already helped your
friend by getting her to talk to me. Remember how different she
looked this morning?"
"I did help her. What do I do now?"
"Just be there for her. Let her know that you're her friend and
you care about her. Remember that there are some other girls that
will need a friend. You can't carry that load by yourself. Ask
Amelia to help. She and I had this conversation about you."
"You did? She really does care."
"Yes, she does. Think about whether Leah could help Debbie or
Rachel could help Shannon. Rachel may be a little young, but
she's a deep thinker. She might be able to help. And both of them
have been there. Like you, they know what their friend has been
through."
"Thank you, Poppa."
"And I don't even need to change shirts."
"You've made things a lot better for us."
"I might like you a little."
"I know."
---
"Jack?"
"Yes, Joe?"
"Can you print on letterhead paper?"
"Yes. How many pages?"
"Arrest warrants for three people. Search and seizure warrants
for three houses, six vehicles, four workplaces and five storage
facilities."
"I brought ink back with me this trip. We're good for a couple
hundred pages."
"These are the generic forms. Make yours look like these with the
blanks and the different wording for each type of warrant, just
fit it in the space available."
"On my way."
---
"Grandpa Joe, you look angry. Is it something we did?"
"No, Amelia. It's what happened to Lisa and the other girls."
"What happened?"
"I don't think your Uncle Jack gave you details about Alicia and
her sisters so I won't give you details either. Just know that
there are several girls who were hurt as Alicia and the others
were hurt. Jack will tell you more when you can help your
friends."
"OK. But you still look angry."
"Sweetie, I'll probably be angry until all the people involved
are in jail - and maybe after that."
"Would a hug help?"
"It would help remind me that there are some nice people in the
world. Thank you, Amelia."
"I love you, Grandpa Joe."
"That helps, too."
---
"Pete, you OK?"
"Thanks for coming out and checking on me, Jack. I'm just trying
to stay calm enough to not go on a shooting rampage."
"If it helps any, the warrants are printing as we speak."
"Thank you. I guess I should expect things like this around you -
you did get me an invitation to hell."
"I may have gotten you another invitation. Alicia and I told Lisa
about you being there for Alicia when she was interviewed. There
are more kids this time."
"As I remember all too well. If I hadn't been good for Alicia and
company I wouldn't be in the line of invitation now. I guess no
good deed goes unpunished."
"Probably more true than we want to admit."
"I see Alicia with a folder in her hand."
"She wants to help her friends. This is helping."
"You have some terrific kids in your family, Jack."
"I rather like them."
"Thank you, Alicia."
"You're welcome, Mister Pete."
"How many are in here, Jack?"
"Nineteen at last count. Three arrest, the rest for search and
seizure."
"I know what most of my day will consist of - banker's boxes and
large trucks."
"Better you than me."
---
Bleep! Bleep! Bleep!
"One man, Uncle Jack. I don't know him."
"Lisa, do you know him?"
"M-M-My st-st-stepfather."
"Come here for a hug. He has to get through me before he touches
you."
"Bring the sound up, Amelia."
"Where is that little whore? She didn't have my permission to
leave the house. I'm gonna stomp her stupid ass!"
"That's enough, Amelia."
'Pete. Parker is out front and threatening Lisa. If you want
enough to cuff, you might have five minutes'
"You're not going out there, Mister Jack?"
"Yes, Lisa. We've called the Sheriff and I have Guard for
backup."
"Girls to the basement. Amelia, your rifle. Ladies to the
basement door."
"You? You sonofabitch! You crippled Carl and his brother and
killed another brother. Our arrangement was working good 'til you
got here. I'm gonna kill you!"
"Sir! Drop your weapon or we fire."
"Parker, you can listen to the Corporal or be shredded by
automatic weapons."
"They wouldn't dare! And I'm gonna blow you away!"
"Sir! Drop your weapon!"
Bang!
BRAAP!
"Jack!"
"Ladies, I'm fine. When Parker pointed the pistol at me, I
dropped to the ground. His shot was wide. It's in the wall down
there. Go tell the girls it's OK to come up."
Sirens. A little late, Pete.
"You OK, Jack?"
"Thanks to Parker being a lousy shot and the Corporal being
marksman rated."
"That's one less warrant to serve. We were at his work location
when I got your text. Your five minutes was optimistic."
"No, I planned to hold off for five minutes. The Corporal
returned deadly fire on Parker's first shot. I was on the ground
before Parker fired. When you get to Parker's house, there may be
a boy there who's about eleven. His name is Sammy and he's Lisa's
cousin. He's a little slow so he'll be terrified. If you can,
notify me before you enter but at least be gentle. If there's no
one left there to care for him, bring him here. He'll be with
someone he knows until other family can get here."
"Will do, Jack."
"He's dead, Mister Jack?"
"Yes, Lisa. The Corporal told him to drop his weapon twice. When
he shot at me, the Corporal removed the threat."
"He sh-sh-shot at y-y-you? Are y-y-you OK?"
"Yes, Lisa, I'm fine. I saw what he was doing and dropped to the
ground just before he pulled the trigger. See the dark spot on
the wall?"
"Un huh."
"That's the bullet."
"He was a lousy shot. Can I go out there?"
"Walk with me."
"I hate you! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!"
"Enough kicks, Lisa. He can't hurt you or anyone else again."
"Hold me?"
"Head on my shoulder."
"B-B-But your sh-sh-shirt…"
"We had this discussion. Twice. I care about…"
"Me. I love you, Mister Jack."
"You let it all out."
"Is she OK, Jack?"
"She will be, Pete. At least as OK as we can help her be. She's
in hiccups again. Better get her to the throne."
"It burns!"
"Swish and spit."
"Yuck!"
"Again."
"Still yuck!"
"Gargle."
Grgl.
"Again."
Grgl.
"Small drink and swallow. Better?"
"Un huh. Still tastes bad."
"Your toothbrush is upstairs."
"Carry me?"
"This time."
---
"Better now?"
"Yes, Daddy. I know, only when it's just us. But that is how a
Daddy should take care of you."
"You want some lap time?"
"Un huh. What about the others? They were scared for you."
"They have mothers here to help them. You seem to be attached to
me."
 "I'd like to be permanently attached."
"Do you have other family in the area?"
"An aunt in Nevada, or somewhere out west, but nobody else that I
remember. Can you adopt me?"
"I don't know if they let old, unmarried men adopt pretty little
girls. They might think I just wanted you for what I see in your
face."
"I'm OK with that."
"But the people who handle adoptions probably wouldn't be."
"Would Miss Sarah or Miss Mindy adopt me? Then I could live here
and see you every day."
"We'll have to see if the authorities can find any of your
family. If not, we need to be creative in finding you a place to
live."
"Creative?"
"Yes. Finding a good reason or three for you to be with a family
right around here."
"You're the best reason ever."
"But the authorities that place children might not agree with
you, especially if they saw that look on your face."
"You're probably right. Kiss me goodnight?"
"Goodnight, Lisa."
"Goodnight, Daddy."
---
"She's asleep?"
"For a while, Sarah. She was up late last night and the morning
has been emotionally exhausting for her."
"For all the girls. They heard shots and you were outside. Amelia
said she had to hold Alicia to keep her from going out that
little window again. I think they're all OK, now. They do
understand that Lisa needs you. You said one of the warrants was
for her mother?"
"Yes."
"Where will Lisa go?"
"She thinks there's an aunt somewhere out west, but she asked if
I would adopt her. I told her I didn't know if they let old,
unmarried men adopt pretty little girls. Then she asked if you or
Mindy would adopt her so she could be close to me."
"I should ask Dad how flexible the adoption laws are now. One of
those options should be workable. You adopting her would
devastate six other girls who want you to be 'Daddy' but having
her live with me or Mindy would work for all of them."
"Now who's trying to take care of the world?"
"I do have the income to provide for another child."
"True."
"I'll go talk to Dad."
---
"Pete, did you locate the aunt Lisa mentioned?"
"Yes. Found the name and address in an address book at the house.
Great aunt. In an assisted living facility in Colorado. No way
she can take Lisa. Why don't you adopt her?"
"That was Lisa's request. That would devastate the other six
girls who want to call me 'Daddy'. Sarah was planning to talk
with her Dad about Sarah adopting Lisa. Lisa would stay in the
same neighborhood and she would get her wish of being near me."
"That sounds like a winner. Covers all their needs. I sent Deputy
Williams in at the Parker house. She told Sammy that Mister Jack
wanted him to come stay with Lisa and that she would drive him
when she finished her business with Lisa's mother. He's sitting
in the front seat of her car listening to the county radio
traffic with a big grin on his face."
"Thanks, Pete. Sammy is a very gentle boy and is good with the
little kids. Shannon took to him yesterday and one of the girls
told me that Shannon doesn't talk to people she doesn't know.
Sammy carried her the couple of blocks from there to here and
they were talking the entire time."
"I guess he is good with them. Thanks for the heads up on not
scaring him - and for taking him in."
"This stray does have family in the area."
"They were in the area. They left Sammy at Lisa's while they're
on a three week trip to Hawaii."
"The more the merrier. Girls' clothes we have. Did Deputy
Williams collect his?"
"Yes."
"We've been caring for six kids. What's two more?"
"Two more mouths to feed. Two deputies will clear the house of
food and other consumables and bring it here. If Lisa wants to
get her things from the house, here's a key."
"Thanks, Pete."
"No, thank you for taking in kids that the foster system would
struggle to even feed right now. I think they're both in good
hands."
 ---
"Lisa?"
"Yes, Mister Jack?"
"Would you like to go to your house and collect the things you'll
need to stay with us for a while?"
"You're gonna adopt me?"
"No. How disappointed would Amelia and Alicia be if you could
always call me Daddy but they couldn't?"
"That would suck big time."
"Would you consider letting Miss Sarah adopt you and you being
one of her girls?"
"I'd have Amelia for a sister and I can call you Uncle Jack?"
"Yes."
"YES!"
"Let's take my truck and see what we need to move from your
house."
"Yes!"
"Sarah, I'm taking Lisa to collect her clothes and other things.
She likes the idea of being adopted by you."
"I heard that 'Yes'. Dad has someone putting the paperwork
together."
 "Already, Miss Sarah? All I had to do was say 'Yes'?"
"We just needed to know that you wanted to."
"Now I'll be in the best family ever! And I got to choose them!"
'More lap and shoulder time coming up, Jack?'
'Probably when the current flush of happy wears off. Maybe I'll
get her moved before then. Where will you put her - and Sammy?'
'If power is back as promised today, we could consider moving
back to the house and she and Amelia could share that room. In
the short term, both of them could be with you in the apartment
for a few days while I have carpenters in to create another
bedroom in the open area on the second floor. The girls could
sleep with you and Sammy could be in one of the other beds - or
the girls might work that out with Sammy.'
'Lisa, in particular, should have some choices. More when I get
back.'
"What were you and Miss Sarah whispering about?"
"Where you and Sammy might be sleeping."
"I can't sleep with you?"
"And what would my other six girls think about that?"
"They'd wanna be where I was. I gotta share you?"
"Yes. All my girls share me."
"You said 'my girls'."
"Aren't you?"
"Yes!"
"We need to be going. If we get there before Deputy Williams
leaves, Sammy can ride back with us."
"OK."
"You're driving, sir?"
"Yes, Corporal, but just to the Parker house to retrieve Lisa's
things so she can stay here while custody is being worked out. I
think the Deputies are still there, but you're welcome to ride in
the back."
"We're on you, sir. We do appreciate the ride."
"Mr. Wilson, Pete said you were coming. Sammy's still in the
front seat of my car so he didn't see the fight Mrs. Parker put
up when the Guard brought in ground penetrating radar to scan the
newer section of driveway. The noise out back is that section of
concrete being broken up to investigate what they saw under it."
"Lisa, to your room. We'll spread all your clothes on the bed and
you can pick the ones you want to take with you. Remember that
it's not a sleepover. We want you there for a long time."
"So the new clothes I got for school and the winter coat and the
boots and…"
"Yes, smart girl. All the clothes, shoes, underwear and so
forth."
"Even these?"
"I didn't know they made crotchless panties that small."
"Dave made me wear them - he'd hit me if I said no."
"Sweetie, you do NOT have to bring anything that has bad memories
associated with it."
"I'm bringing my body…"
"On my shoulder, sweet, precious, pretty little girl. I'm sorry I
can't fix that."
"But this morning made it a lot better! You made me…"
'Shh. The Deputy's car is still out front.'
'I'm s-s-sorry…'
'I'm not mad at you. I just want you to remember when it's OK to
talk about some things.'
'I love you, too, Daddy. I know you love me 'cause you made me
cum without putting it in me!'
'Shh. You're getting loud again. No 'sorry' needed.'
'I'm glad you love me so much.'
"Help me finish sorting clothes and we'll pack them in these
boxes. Miss Sarah is checking on whether she can make another
bedroom near the other girls. If you want these furnishings,
we'll move them."
"Do I hafta?"
"The bed has memories associated with it?"
"Un huh. And the dresser - he put it down my throat and I
couldn't breathe."
"When the new room is finished, we'll go shopping for all new
furniture."
"Thank you!"
"You're welcome, sweetie. Any toys or books or games or a
favorite doll or stuffed animal?"
"You are the world's best Daddy! You know all the things I want.
What's that noise?"
"Deputy Williams starting her car. The things you chose are in
this box. Anything under the bed?"
"Just this. But it needs new batteries."
"And how did you manage to run down the batteries?"
"I like doing stuff with Sammy 'cause he's gentle and he lets me
choose where and how we do things but he's not big enough and
doing stuff with him every day for a week just made me horny and
I used this to cum. But today I learned that big isn't the only
thing that can make me cum. A really good lover can make me cum
without even putting a finger inside me! Can you teach Sammy for
when you're not available? If I'm sharing you with a bunch of
other girls I might not get you but once a week."
"Very good, smart girl. You will be sharing me with at least six
other girls…"
"Amelia and her sisters and Alicia and her sisters."
"Correct. It's possible that Debbie isn't the child of the people
she thinks are her parents. If they kidnapped her or something,
she'll need someone to take care of her until her real family is
found."
"She doesn't look like any of them and she doesn't act like any
of them and sometimes they don't treat her very good. You might
be right. What about Shannon? She was used like me and
Debbie…Oops! I'm not supposed to tell."
"You told me a lot of things last night. Is there more?"
"Un huh, but I don't wanna talk about it here."
"Some place less scary?"
"Un huh."
"My apartment?"
"And make love?"
"And take care of my girl. After we talk, I'll see what I think
you need."
"Not what I want?"
"Needs first, but there might be some overlap."
"OK. Let's go!"
"First we load the things you want to take with you in the truck.
Then we unload at my apartment and I give my girl some lap and
shoulder time. Before we leave, Miss Sarah needs to know where
you are."
"Already acting like a Mommy?"
"Yes."
"Goody!"
'Have Lisa's things in the truck. She needs to talk about bad
memories in the house and things that happened to other girls.
Taking things to my apartment. We'll eat there. She may crash
after talking.'
Still only one bar but it is sending slowly. Done.
"Returning to the Davis house, sir?"
"No, Corporal, to the garage apartment. We'll store these things
there until permanent arrangements are made. Not sure if you want
to be on the front fenders like deer."
"The Deputy told us the house was empty now and that it was OK
for us to borrow the bikes that were in the garage. As long as
you think about racing a four year old, we can keep up."
"Very good, Corporal. I always like a man who finds a way to
enjoy his work."
---
"Up that stairs, Lisa. Careful when you're carrying a box you
can't see over or around. I don't want you to fall and break your
piano."
"Mister Jack! People don't have pianos!"
"Some people do. They have them in their houses and play them
every day."
"You goof!"
"But you're smiling."
"You're good at that."
"Two more loads and all the boxes will be up here. Miss Sarah is
thinking about moving back to her house if the power comes back
on."
"Where would I sleep?"
"I'm getting there. You and Amelia would share her room to begin
with. If they can make another bedroom up there, during
construction you and Amelia would either share rooms with Celia
and Paige…"
"Yuck!"
"Better than where you were living?"
"Yes! Maybe not so bad to share with Paige."
"Or you and Amelia could stay with me…"
"YES!"
"But not in my bed all the time…"
"Yuck!"
"Better than sleeping with Paige?"
"Yes."
"And we need a place for Sammy until his family gets back from
Hawaii."
"There are three beds in your office thingie. We could all sleep
there."
"And most nights you'd only need two beds?"
"You read me too good!"
"I'm an uncle. That's my job. And I have another job today. One
of my girls needs to talk about bad memories at her house and
things that happened to some other girls that she cares about."
"Hold me, Daddy?"
"Yes, daughter. I'm recording our talk like before so I don't
miss anything and so I can share it with Mister Pete."
"I understand. Dave's dead and Momma's in jail. What did they
find under the driveway?"
"The driver's license says Harry Lewis."
"He didn't run off! Momma told me he left because I was bad and
I'd have to do what Dave told me or he'd leave too. Did they kill
Daddy?"
 "I don't know, sweetie. The Sheriff is investigating what
happened and we will have an answer. I just can't tell you how
soon."
"Thank you for believing me about the driveway. I told some other
people but they told Momma and Dave and they beat me!"
"Head on my shoulder. Don't tell me about the shirt. I have two
towels."
"I love you, Daddy."
"I love you, Lisa. Talk to me."
Another hour of pain - both her own and how much she cares for
the other kids. I guess they were a 'family' of sorts - each
being the only support the others had. Even with the snot, it's
such a pretty face. This time I'll wash it before I kiss it. She
was literally fighting with her monsters at times and is covered
from forehead to chin. On second thought, she needs a shower and
her hair washed. She can have her choice of clothes. I think
she'll feel better if we do that. How long have we been here?
It's 11:30. When she wakes, I'll help her with the shower and
then we can fix lunch. Pancakes with chocolate spread? It's
worked for the others and there are other toppings. She's
stirring. I do love watching these graceful cats stretch. How
beautiful!
"Daddy?"
"Hi, Lisa."
"Hi, Mister Jack - and Daddy. No kiss?"
"Just a little one on my fingertip and this clean spot on the
side of your lip."
"Clean spot?"
"Look at the towel."
"YUCK!
"Would you like for me to help you with a shower and washing your
hair?"
"You're in the shower with me?"
"Not this time. I'm not the one wearing a snot costume."
"B-B-But your sh-sh-shirt…"
"Remember that I said two towels? Nothing on my shirt. To the
bathroom. I can tell that you need to pee. Then choose fresh
clothes. Then in the shower. While you're doing that, I'll mix
the water."
"Mix the water? Oh - hot and cold for the shower."
"Yes, smart girl. Remember to pick old clothes. You had something
else you wanted to talk about but we'll do that after you're
clean and after lunch."
"I didn't finish?"
"You told me more about you, but you cried yourself to sleep
before you told me about all the other girls."
"I might need another shower."
"We brought all your clothes. We might need to run the washing
machine on the patio today."
"The washing machine is outside? Why?"
"It uses a gasoline engine - like a little lawnmower engine."
"It works when the power is off!"
"Yes, smart girl. However it is old technology and is not kid
safe so there are some things that you may NOT do in helping. I
explained it to the other girls and I'll explain it to you
today,"
"You're taking care of me like a Daddy would."
"I might like you a little."
"I know."
"Dilly-dallied around long enough or do I decide that you need a
cold shower and I just use this bucket of flush water?"
"I'm naked and in the tub and in the hair wash position."
"It's amazing how fast my girls can move when threatened with
cold water…"
"You said 'my girls' again."
"Better get used to it. I'll probably be saying it every day."
"And making me feel loved every day."
"Close you eyes. Breathe through your mouth…"
---
"Dry enough to dress?"
"Except here and here and here."
"Except where you want tingle touches. Sorry, all these get is a
lick and a promise."
"Licks are tingly and your kiss is a great promise!"
"Clothes on and you can help me cook lunch."
"You let kids cook?"
"If you show me you can be safe in the kitchen."
"Whatever you say, Daddy."
"And remember that 'Mister Jack' should be on the tip of your
tongue and 'Daddy' should be under your big toe."
"Do I hafta?"
"How would my other girls feel if you say 'Daddy' all the time?"
"Cheated. I'm sorry. I'll try to be good but it's so hard not to
say 'Daddy' when that's how you treat me!"
"I want my girls to feel loved and part of the family. I need
their help to keep all of them happy."
"You're nice. Even your 'should' and 'should not' sound like 'I
love you'. It's really, really hard not to say 'Daddy' when
you're always in Daddy mode."
"I guess that's the downside of having someone who loves you a
lot."
"I can put up with it if I hafta."
"I think that deserves a raspberry."
"No! Not on my belly button! Not on my ribs! I gotta pee!"
"Go pee. If I don't hear enough come out, I'll come tickle you
and squeeze you until you're empty."
"I'm going, tickle monster!"
I think she believed me - long stream followed by 'squeezing it
out' squirts. She'll be comfortable longer when we get into our
next long talk.
"What's cooking?"
"Pancakes."
"For lunch? Yummy!"
"And you have choices for a topping. Maple syrup. Peanut butter.
Or this."
"Chocolate!"
"Why the tears, sweetie?"
"I get choices! I don't get told to be a fuck toy - suck this,
spread your legs, spread your butt! I even get to choose if I
want chocolate on pancakes!"
"Sit in my lap. I think you need to talk more than you need
lunch."
"Hold me?"
"As long as you need me."
She's so emotional I can barely understand her. The hiccups are
back and strong. Probably just as well she didn't eat. Take my
princess to the throne room. Not much coming up but undiluted
digestive juices burn worse than those mixed with food. Violent
heaves. She will be sore. Slowing down. Almost a minute since the
last one. Now the usual routine.
"Lisa?"
"Daddy?"
"It's Mister Jack."
"Daddy, it burns!"
"Rinse and spit."
"Yuck!
"Again."
"Still yuck!
"Gargle."
Grgl.
"Again."
Grgl.
"Small drink and swallow for the burn in your throat."
"A little better."
"Can you sit on the toilet and brush?"
"Do I hafta?"
"Your mouth will taste better."
"OK. Rinse and spit. It's better. Why does my tummy hurt?"
"You had some very hard heaves, even if not much came up."
"Hold me?"
"Yes. You want lunch or a nap?"
"I'm hungry but I don't think I can stay awake that long."
"Then a short nap and we cook."
"Un huh."
Poor baby. She's exhausted, but I think she identified the
leaders - and one is from Pennsylvania. We should be having
results from the 'mole test' at the Sheriff's Office today or
tomorrow. At least she's sleeping well. That happy sleeping child
smile is back. I'd kiss those pretty lips this time but I don't
want to wake her. Her body needs to make that choice. She's
stirring. That graceful feline stretch again.
"You're still holding me?"
"You asked me to hold you. You never asked me to stop."
"You're the best Daddy on the world, Mr. Wilson."
"So my smart girl worked out a way to say 'Daddy' that no one
will question?"
"Uh huh. I'd rather it be 'Daddy' all the time."
"So would some others."
"I know - and they're willing to share you with me! You give us
so much love it runs over on other people."
"And is leaking out your eye?"
"Un huh. I love you, Daddy."
"I love you, daughter."
"I know. I went to sleep again. Did I finish telling you about
the others?"
"I think so. I'll play back the last two or three minutes and you
tell me if you finished the story."
---
"I think that's all. Thank you for loving me enough to help me
get it all out."
"You're welcome. Think you might want lunch now?"
"Yes! Pancakes and chocolate!"
"To the kitchen. Wash your hands. Pancake mix is in the pantry
behind that door. Also powdered milk."
"Washed. Mix. Milk."
"Measuring cups in this drawer."
"You're not telling me what to do, just where things are."
"I saw you read the instructions before you did anything else.
That showed me you know how to do some of it, so I'm just helping
with things you don't know - like where measuring cups are."
"You sure do let kids do a lot."
"As much as I think you can do safely. I have two reasons. Reason
one is that without power we do a lot of things by hand and it
takes longer. The more hands we have that can do things then the
faster or easier we get things done."
"And the other reason?"
"If you can do things for yourself, you won't go hungry if there
isn't an adult standing beside you all the time. And there might
be another reason."
"And reason three of two is?"
"Look in the mirror. See that big grin? I think most kids like
cooking."
"Cooking with you, for sure."
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