Perverts 'R' Us

My Dear Diary - Chapter 18 - Undress Designers

By Purpuss ( g+-bi/b+, M+, 1st, pedo, anal, cons )

Submitted by: Kamkat

Wed night

Hey diary! Sorry, I was tired after writing all that stuff last night and I just HAD to get some sleep. (That's AFTER a delightful 45 minutes spent "foolin' around" with big brother when HE finally got home, that is…) :-) It's like, just by me sitting here at his computer and writing about what happens to me and my friends, I get SUPER hot and horny all over again… Last night I made a big 'ol wet spot on my dress just from my sopping wet pussy drool! Good thing I've got Jess to help me use up all my extra sex energy!

Well diary, back to last weekend…

After we had some cereal and fruit for breakfast (blueberries and peaches-yum!), we helped each other out of our thongs and changed into stuff we thought looked pretty cool. I put on a pair of loose, open-legged purple mini-shorts that stay up with a bib front that tied behind my neck. The beltless waist rides low over my hips and it's totally backless. Since it's all a one-piece outfit, that's all I had to wear (besides my sneakers that is)!

Lauri chose her pair of faded low-riding blue-jean cutoffs. These are the ones she'd made some slashes and holes in them just above her v-crotch, and some more holes in the back that show off her naked butt freckles (cute!) To go with those, she pulled on a narrow, stretchy-tight matching tube top that that looks more like a thin belt-they hardly cover her little nipples and leave her body mostly bare.

We got on our bikes and rode off to meet the girl she'd told me so much about, her second-bestest friend, SusiQ.

It was a longer ride than I'd figured, but the day was sunny and warm. We followed the railroad tracks and went through the run-down side of town, where there's a lot of bars with motorcycle guys hangin' out in front. That's not so bad! All those guys stopped arguing and shouting at each other when we rode by-a couple of them even dropped their beer bottles on the street, we gave them such a start! We got lots of wolf-whistles, and some even called us to come back, saying they wanted to "talk" to us, but of course, that means they wanna fuck ya for sure! Lauri and I were all smiles. It's nice to know you look hot to cool-lookin' grownups when you ride by!

Susi lives in a small house, surrounded by a chain link fence. There's a tree in front, and hanging from a low branch is a lopsided rope swing. Lauri pushed opened the front gate and we walked our bikes around to the back door. Back there you can see some windows near the ground and look into their basement. I found out later that's where Susi has her bedroom, and where she's set up her sewing machine, cutting tables, and a small elevated wood platform that looks like a little stage. Lauri walked over to the dust-covered window nearest their back brick porch and knocked on it with her fist. A moment later a small dark face appeared, grinned hugely showing bright, white teeth, then disappeared.

The back screen door swung open on rusty hinges and a cute little black girl smiled and called out to greet Lauri, "Hey girl! Ya finally came by to visit me!"

SusiQ must be only four and a half feet tall, but she was stunningly beautiful even for being just a little girl. She had wide cheekbones, big dark mysterious-looking eyes, and a wide full-mouthed grin. Her hair had been corn-rowed tightly back from her forehead, but hung in a cascade of black curls behind her ears down to her smooth-skinned thin shoulders. She was dressed in super-hip clothes. They looked like something a rock star would wear at an awards show on MTV. The tight mini skirt barely wrapped her narrow hips. Beneath the hem you could plainly see her panties-a narrow black leather band that tightly fit between the folds of her small dark cleft. The top was a small matching leather vest, which was cleverly left open but still managed to conceal her nipples somehow. A matching pair of black leather sneakers with scarlet lightening bolts on the sides completed the fashion costume. I was awestruck and she noticed me staring.

"You like dis girl?" She asked, grinning as she did a quick pirouette to show off the back. Her behind was tight and high, the leather crotch-strap panties disappeared between what you could see of her ample bare black cheeks. The vest was cut in a rising "V" up her back, loosely tied with thin cross-straps. It showed off her tiny waist and arched spine up to her narrow shoulder blades. Curly hair fell like waves of dark smoke down her back.

"Oh, I'm sorry Amy!" Lauri rescued me from a stupid silence. "Susi, this is Amy. Amy, SusiQ. Y'all SHOULD know each other, I've talked about BOTH of you to each other often enough by now!"

We laughed before I could tell her how much I liked her costume. "Yeah, well, that's what I do, but t'tell the truth, you two look pretty hot yourselves right now!" She complimented us, while giving our outfits her critical eye.

As she showed us into the house, she continued with her story, "I got into it after bein' aroun' my mom in the clubs where she works."

"Susi's mom is a 'ROTIC dancer!" Lauri blurted.

The girl didn't seem to mind her friend's enthusiastic interruption, and picked right up where she'd left off. " I used to hang wit mom 'cause she couldn't afford no babysitter or nuthin' y'know? Anyway, I got to see all the stuff the girls had to wear there, and I just figgered I can do better than that, y'know? So mom got me a sewing machine when I was only five and I started by making stuff for all of 'em on my own. Pretty soon I figgered out what they was tryin' to do-what they wanted to show off to the marks, y'know, and I made it better-sexier than what they could find t'buy. Now I do it all t'time… Make stuff for my mom, an' all th' girls in the club, and stuff for me too, but mom don't let me wear none o'THAT t'school an' all."

We were in the kitchen and Susi pulled some cokes out of the fridge before leading us down a small stairway into the basement. She kept talking the whole way, obviously happy to have someone close to her own age visit and see some of her work.

"Your mom dances?" I managed to fit in.

"Oh yeah!" Susi looked proud as she explained, "Mom's a REAL pretty lady and she's been dancin' fer as long as I can remember to support us. She does those 'sexy' dances real good too!" She grinned sidelong at us. "Man! Makes ALL dose dudes fall all OVER demselves jus t'put money in her garter belt too! Well, here's my sewing room, whata y'think?"

The cutting tables had every imaginable color of fabric and leather spread over them. Special scissors and tools were kept neatly in plastic trays. Against a wall near the box platform was a hanger rack stuffed with beautiful creations she'd already made. I was impressed!

"What's this thing for?" Lauri asked, pointing over to where a raised platform stood under a bank of high ceiling lights.

"That's where we get to preview what the designs will actually look like up on a stage." Susi explained somewhat professionally. "Y'see, the height off t'floor and the lights on a dance stage makes all the difference how the costume actually looks after you make it. I have the girls try on their orders and we get to tell if its gonna work or not…"

"Work?"

"Yeah, y'know. What turns t'guys on!" Susi replied matter-of-factly. "But now, from what Lauri tells me, seems like you two gonna have a 'private audience' all your own, huh?" She winked.

"Well," I began, "We promised not to say anything about that…"

"Dat's cool!" Susi interrupted, "I ain't gonna tell on ya, if THAT'S what you mean. I mean, I gotta respect my customer's PRIVACY an' all… Part of my 'professional ETHICS,' jus like bein' a lawyer! Why, I got girls get stuff from me that don't want their husbands or boyfriends knowing they wear sexy stuff, and maybe they dance t'make extra money or even turn a few tricks on the side y'know? An' sometimes some real STRAIGHT chicks come in cause they like t'get real kinky in the bedroom, y'know? I sees ALL kinds o' stuff but I don't talk 'bout it to others or outside o' this here room, okay?"

"Yeah. That's cool!" I allowed, and Lauri nodded in agreement.

"So, what's the gig?" Susi pressed on. "Like, what's cool for ME is I don't do any kids 'cept for ME of course-making these kinds of clothes for US is definitely a turn on, if y'know what I mean!" and she winked and bumped her hip playfully against Lauri.

"It's cause we're dancing for an OLDER guy." Lauri explained.

"A GROWNUP?" Susi asked wide-eyed in rapt attention.

"Uh-huh." I continued. "Like, we went by his place last weekend, just to play some of our CDs for him an' all, but he got real turned on the way we looked and asked us to dance on his table for him. He said he'd pay us if we keep doing it, and so that's why we need some specially sexy clothes." I finished, without going into all the details as I knew Lauri would. I guess I'm still kinda shy that way. Unless I know you well enough, it's 'look but don't touch' and I certainly don't TALK about things unless you're a best friend or maybe a lover or something.

"Wow!" Susi wowed, her coke halfway to her mouth. "I didn't know anyone else my age even DID that kinda stuff with grownups!"

"You mean," Lauri interjected, "You've danced sexy dances for grownups too?"

"Uh-huh…" Susi admitted carefully, "'Cept, I wasn't EVER supposed to tell about it either! He made me promise and said he'd hurt me an' momma if I ever told on him."

"Wow…" I whispered. "He doesn't sound like a very nice man at all." I said trying to comfort the little girl.

"Nah, he ain't nice alright-he's a cop!"

"A WHAT?!" Lauri and I gasped in unison.

"Tha's right! You heard right! T'dude's a cop, and he wants more than dancin' wit me after he messes 'round with momma." Susi's eyes had misted and her wide mouth had drawn to a bitter thin line.

"You mean, does he fuck you too?" Lauri blurted. "Does he hurt you?" I said at the same time.

"Yeah, well, it USED t'hurt when it started, y'know? But now I done got used to it and it ain't so bad, 'cept when he yells at us, or brings his buddies over and stays the whole night. Sometimes I feel like taking one of their guns and poppin' a few y'know? But I'm afraid I'd shoot my momma by mistake or they'd get mad and do us up first."

We sat down on Susi's bed and put our arms around her when she broke down crying. Lauri told me later she had no idea her friend was having such a bad time. We encouraged her by saying we'd tell her all about us if she wanted to talk. I figured she needed some good friends to talk to anyway, so she went first and this is the story she told us:

"When I was a little girl I didn't know anything." She began. "I had no idea how hard it was for momma to have a house and get food and get me clothes or nothin' like thet. At the time she was makin' it on the street-bringing guys over for tricks t'git paid, but she made sure she locked my door coming downstairs so they never even knew about me, and I didn't know what was goin' on… Only I could hear them upstairs sometimes… Sometimes the men she came home with wanted t'beat her up. I'd cry when I saw her the next morning after they left-her eyes black and blue, the bruises…

One night last summer I could hear them fighting cause it was hot and I had my window open. The man was yellin' at mom after she had him over and they were in her bedroom. He said he was a detective on the vice squad and he was taking her to jail. Momma started crying and said she couldn't go 'cause her little girl was downstairs-that's me. When he yelled at her to open my door so he could see if she was lying about me being here, she started crying and begging him not to touch me… Like, sayin' I was only five years old and only a little girl and stuff like that. He musta figured out how to open the lock 'cause they both come bustin' in and he sees me in bed.

He came over to my bed while momma was trying to pull him back and he smacked her hard across the face and said he only wanted to see me. He pulled my covers down and looked at me for a long time. Then, while momma was crying on the floor and still beggin' him to leave me alone, he talks to me real quite and gentle-like he wanted to be my friend an' all... He says, "Hello there little girl! My, you're beautiful, aren't you?" Man, I was scared outta my wits and I couldn't say nuttin'! Y'know?

So he says to me, and I think he was sayin' it so momma could hear, "Well now, you wouldn't want your mommy to go off to prison, would you? I'm sure you don't want that! So if you're real nice to me I'll make sure she won't go away. You can do that, can't you?" Momma started wailin' real loud and he went over and smacked her again. "Shut up you slut! If you EVER want to keep your little girl you'll shut your big mouth and go along." Momma stopped yellin'. She just lay there on the floor, whimpering and sobbing quietly. "I'm not going to hurt her!" He yelled. "I just want a LOOK at her, that's all!"

He came back beside my bed and he roughly pulled my pajamas bottoms all the way down and over my feet. Then he took my feet and spread my legs wide apart. "Oh yeah!" He whispered, his big face looming over me in the dim light. "You're gonna be one fine little piece, aren't you bitch!"

He got right up between my legs, his face so close I could smell the beer on his breath. Then I felt his fingers pulling my pussy lips open and pushing inside against my clit. He pulled and pushed and poked me down there for a long time, all the while momma begged him to leave me alone. He stuck his tongue out and licked between my legs like a dog does. I wanted to close my legs, but his big hands kept them wide open. I started to cry too.

"Alright, alright!" He yelled, backing away from me. "You can keep the little bitch and I'll let you stay." He told momma. "But you won't turn any more tricks except for me alone, you got that? And just remember I can come over any time I want, so I'll know if you're fuckin' with me and THEN I WILL throw yer ass in jail and keep the little cunt for myself! Get it?"

That's the first thing I remember about Detective Dickwad. That's what I call him. His name's Dick and his badge sez Wadsworth. But things seemed to get better for momma after that for a while. Dick got her this job at the club run by some Italian guys and she don't have to walk the street for dates. She makes good money there and they keep the nasty customers away.

Dick comes over here whenever he wants. He makes momma serve him food and act like his maid and dress up in sexy clothes and play with his cock. He makes me watch too. Sometimes he brings some strange guys over he calls his friends. One tall guy he says is a Parole Officer and he'll give momma to him if she don't do what Dick makes her do, but all he does is watch when Dick fucks her over the back of the sofa in the living room. 'Nother one is no more than a kid hisself, but he's a cop too that wears a cop uniform. Like I said, Dick makes me watch when he's doin' it to momma. One time he told the kid to do it in momma's behind and when he was doin' it to her, Dick stuck HIS dick in the kid's ass at the same time. He looked over and made sure I was seeing all this going on.

More and more Dick wanted me to be with them when they were doing it. Momma tried to complain, but he always threatened her with going to prison and she'd have to go along. I did hear her yell at him one time that if he ever fucked me for real that she'd kill him in his sleep. I think he believed her, 'cause he never did it… back then. When we were alone, momma would cry and tell me how sorry she was and how it was all her fault, but I tolt her I don' mind an' stuff like that to make her stop cryin'. Dick started to make me take off my clothes real slow for him and show off my pussy and ass so he'd get all hard and horny. Momma was always quick to suck him off or get him to fuck her, but he was looking right at me when he'd be doin' it to her. He liked me watching it when he made his stuff spray all over mamma's face and tits. It looked real messy to me and I didn't see why he liked doing that.

One day momma was still at the club when I got home early on the schoolbus. I thought I saw a strange car parked at the curb down the street, but I didn't think nothin' of it at the time. Anyway, I went down to my room and I was changing out of my school clothes and trying to do some laundry at the same time to help momma out. So I was walking around in socks and a pair of white thong lace panties I'd designed and made for myself. I was real proud of those! They had a heart-shaped patch of white see-through silk lace edged with red over my bottom tummy, with a thin strap down through my crack and between my ass up to the elastic waistband in the back. Definitely one of my early masterpieces!

I guess because the washer an' dryer was runnin', I didn't hear my door lock get picked open or the footsteps coming down my stairs. I didn't even hear him as he crept right up behind me. I was bending over a basket of laundry when I felt a thick arm scoop around my waist and lift me right up off my feet! I would'a cried out in surprise, but his hand clamped over my mouth and he slammed me down over the top of the hot drier. My face and stomach were pressed down on the dryer, my legs hung over its edge from my waist. He threw a pair of his dirty boxer shorts that was goin' in the wash over my face and held my head down. I could smell his sweaty cock smell in the shorts as I felt him fumbling with his zipper behind me. Then I felt his hot stiff cockmeat press tightly between my bare ass cheeks. He bent over my back and started whispering dirty words in my ear through the boxer shorts.

"I know you WANT this, you little bitch!" He rasped. I could tell it was him, but I couldn't talk and all I could do was whimper. His knees spread my legs wide apart and I heard the "click" of a pocketknife near my ear. Now I was really scared!

His hand fumbled between my legs again, my panties pulled, snipped, and fell to the floor, cut and ruined! His hand gripped his cock and he pushed its burning hot rubbery head between my spread open lips. He pushed and shoved against me, pushing it up and down through my wetness over my sore clit while his breathing became heavy and ragged. "I'm gonna fuck you like you really WANT t'get fucked, you little whore!" He panted dryly against me. "You're just like your mama, ain't you? You're a hot little bitch! All you want is a big cock in your tight virgin pussy… Well, here it comes! Get ready cunt, cause I'm gonna give you a HUGE cock filled with steamy-hot man-spunk!"

And then he did it. He shoved his hips against me and first thing I thought was he'd stuck his knife in my guts! I tried to scream, but no sound came out at all! All I could see was red behind my eyelids. It burned REAL bad, and he kept poking and jabbing it up inside me. With every push, I felt my pussy mash down against the hot dryer while his cock ripped up deeper and deeper in my pussy until finally I felt his legs slap against mine and his droopy balls went "ka-thunk-ka-thunk-ka-thunk" against the dryer between my legs. I thought it would never end… He was grunting, swearing, and cursing in my ear, his hips slapped against by butt, his cock was ripping in and out of me-in and out, stretching and pulling my insides apart.

But then a funny thing happened, or maybe I was going crazy and it just seemed so out of place in this nightmare in the middle of the afternoon. He'd picked me up and pulled my legs up to my chest so he could drop me down over his cock and jam it up my cunt as far as it would reach. But he musta lost his balance and he fell over my back again. This time I landed hard over the washer and the damn thing started doing its spin cycle. I had some towels and sneakers inside and they were off balance so the whole machine started to jump and wobble and kick like I was riding on a horseback! My poor clitty kept getting banged hard on the corner edge all the time this 200-pound gorilla slammed into me between by split behind.

All of a sudden, I felt like I was gonna explode! My whole body started shivering and twitching, my spine wanted to stretch back and I REALLY wanted to grab that cock meat tight between my legs and hold the whole thing deep up inside me. Then my pussy clamped shut like a vice and my ears started ringing, I saw bright colors and I heard myself screaming between my clenched teeth. He howled at the top of his voice and crushed against me and that's when I felt his hot cum stuff jacking off in a flood inside me. It just kept squirting and squirting and he started slamming into me again to make sure it all went up my cunt. It burned like fire and filled me up… I tried to wiggle away but things went dark and that's all I remember until I woke up, lying curled up in a ball in the laundry basket with a bloody washcloth poked up in my pussy. Man, was it sore! His gooey white cum stuff was leaking down the insides of my legs and it had splashed all over everywhere! The first thing I remember thinking was that I'd have to do ALL that laundry all over again!

By the time momma came home I'd cleaned up in the shower and had the clothes put away. But I couldn't tell her about what Dick had done… I was afraid it'd just make more trouble for us if I did, so I acted like everything was still the same. Mamma's no dummy, though. She asked me if I felt alright when she saw me walking real slow on wobbly legs from the soreness I felt up inside, so I had t'make up a story that I got a sprain running in gym at school.

After that day Dick tried to catch me alone when mamma wasn't home whenever he could. One thing he started doing was watching whenever I had to go take a shit. He always said he liked my ass, and he liked pokin' his finger up inside of it there while he's fuckin' my pussy. I can't help it, but for some reason, that really turns me on! As soon as I feel that finger shoot up my butt, my little muscle back there squeezes right down tight on it and that makes me cum like crazy! Anyway, he always tells me that someday he wants to fuck me up my ass like he does to momma sometimes, but for now he says I'm too small for him to fit it in back there. That's why he says he likes watching me take a dump… says he wants to see when my shit gets long and big enough, then he's gonna try doin' it in there as soon I'm done.

It's kinda embarrassing to have somebody wanna watch you go all the time, but other than that, it's not all that bad, really. I mean, sometimes he could be real nice and funny and he'd tease me and made me laugh an' feel real good when he touched me… But of course, I didn't EVER want mamma to know, so I was always scared. Maybe he knew that, cause right about then he started giving mamma shots of hey-ron when he come over. When he did that, mamma would get all relaxed and sleepy-like, but she'd still make it with him alright-in fact, it got so she wuz kinda crazy with wantin' to get it from him even more!

Those shots got momma to actin' real sexy for Dick, and it made her cry out and cum something powerful! It's like she'll do ANYTHIN' he wants her to do for him now! Well, he always had me there to watch them of course, but now he started pulling me up close against 'em when he was doing it with her, and mamma would start kissin' me and runnin' her hands on me too, and that's something she NEVER done before. It makes Dick get all horny and act real sexy his seein' mamma play with me like that. And I guess 'cause the drug makes her feel so good, he started playing with me too right in front of her, and she don' even seem to care 'bout it no more.

Sometimes by then, he'd be goin' at it-doin' it to momma like an alley mutt, an' he'd pull out of her pussy at the very last moment when he was ready to cum, and when he shoots his stuff all over her face, he'd turn it on me too so I'd have that slimy goo runnin' down my face jus like mamma. Next he pulls me by the back of my neck right up to it, so I gotta open wide and it fills up my mouth with his gooey hot cumstuff. Then he'd make momma an' me kiss our messy mouths together and have me lick his cock clean while momma watches until she falls back off to sleep. That's when he carries me down to my bed and fucks me silly for real! Sometimes he does it again and again until he can't make no more cum come out. Then he'll be all sweet and nice to me and he'll tuck me into my covers before going back up to momma's bed to sleep.

One time he had me lying on top of momma and he played with hisself while he watched momma kiss me like I was a guy-y'know, with her tongue pushin' far inside my mouth an' all… But when he made hisself ready, he come up behind our open legs and he lay over my back while he fit his cock into momma's pussy. I was mashed tight between the both of 'em while he fucked her like that and the whole time his fingers were working in and out of my little pussy-makin' me get all horny and wet down there too. I was gettin' to feel like I wanted some of that cock for myself so I played with his balls just like he likes me to do when we're alone. Pretty soon, I felt him pull back outta mamma and his cock slipped way up inside of me, right with momma there an' everything! I didn't know WHAT to do! But momma didn't seem to notice none 'cause she kept on kissin' me and running her hands over my nipples and stuff. Next thing I know he's comin' in me big time and I started cumming right back too!

So, well, that's what its like around here all the time now. In a lot of ways, I don't mind having Dickwad doin' it wit me-I just wish he wouldn't keep givin' momma those needles of hey-ron, 'cause I think it makes her sick, y'know? But then, when he DOES give it to her, it makes her feel real good about everything and she don't act mad or sad anymore. And Dick don't slap her around as much as before, so long as I'm there, and as long as he can fuck both me and momma whenever he wants to… I guess it's alright… Things usta be a hell-of-a lot worse…

Lauri and I were dumbstruck. We hadn't asked a question or interrupted little Susi's story the whole time she was telling it, but now, neither one of us knew what to say.

"So, anyway," Susi said with a grin after quickly brushing away a tear that had almost dried on her cheek, "That's MY story about grownups-now it's YOUR turn to tell me yours! Here I was thinkin' I was the ONLY kid who wuz makin' it with an ADULT, y'know? I thought there was something WRONG with me, like I was somebody weird for even WANTIN' to do it, y'know? Man, I sure am glad to have found you guys!"

Lauri and I bust out laughing. After hearing that story, I figured we could let Susi in on more than just our little visit to Mr. Nobel's house! "You don't know the half of it!" I shrieked, laughing. "Lauri and I could tell you so much fun stuff about things we've been doing, it'd fill a schoolbook!"

"Yeah," Lauri agreed grinning, "Mr. Nobel is for FUN! In fact," She said thinking seriously, "It's ALL been fun, right Amy? Like… WAIT till you meet Mr. Gonzalez!" she exclaimed, remembering the week before.

"Or what about our BROTHERS!" I added, giggling uncontrollably.

"Or BUBBA!" Lauri chimed in with a big sly smile.

"Who are THEY?" Susi asked with a shocked look on her face. "You don't mean t'say you've done it with ALL of them? Your brothers TOO?"

"Ummm-Humm!" We both grinned smugly, like two little kittens with mice tails hanging from our lips. "An' MORE!" Lauri bragged.

"No shit!" Susi pressed. "You ain't jus' jivin' me, is you? DAMMMN!" She swore with an open-faced look of amazement. "Man, can you guys take ME wit you sometimes?" She begged.

"Well," I said, thinking, "If you've got those clothes made for us and you have some of your own you'd like to show off, you can come with us this afternoon when we go dance for Mr. Nobel, can't she Lauri?"

"Oh yeah! That'd be WAY cool!" Lauri bounced on the bed with excitement. "This guy would LOVE watching all THREE of us do a number on him, that's for sure! AND, one of us could be making the pictures while the other two are keeping him happy, right?"

"Yeah! You're RIGHT!" I agreed excitedly, having almost forgot that I carried the camera in my purse. "That'd be PURRR-FECT!"

"Camera? Amy, you gotta camera? Right ON! I've been waiting to make pitchers of my designs so I can show them around better!"

"Better than that," I added. "It does MOVIES too!"

"AND!" Lauri spoke up loudly as she stood up on the bed unable to contain her enthusiasm, "You've got THREE of the SEXIEST kiddy-girl MODELS in the whole WIDE WORLD!"

We both jumped up to join her and slapped "high-fives" in the air over our heads. Then we hugged each other, the three of us hoppin' up and down on Susi's bouncy bed, happy as little bugs!

"Wow! The clothes! I almost forgot why you guys came over! I didn't forget to make them-they're all ready right now." Susi told us. "In fact, I'd like you to try them on before we go, that way I can make any last minute adjustments if they need it."

"All RIGHT!" Lauri cried. She was up for modeling new things right away.

Susi went to a table and brought back two plastic bags, handing one to Lauri and the other to me. "I hope you like them guys!" She said hopefully. "I didn't have your exact sizes, but for this stuff, elastic and Velcro make up for small adjustments."

I opened my bag and slid the contents out on her bed cover. There was a complete costume set for each of us-if you could call them that. Lauri and I held up the small strips of fabric in front of us. There wasn't much there to cover our bare bodies! They were perfect!

I was in a hurry to try mine on and so was Lauri. Susi was saying, "If you want to undress I have a curtain over…" But by then I'd already pulled the string bow behind my neck loose and my jumpsuit floated down my body and lay in a heap around my feet. Lauri popped a snap at her waist and her skimpy short-shorts also dropped like a worn-out rag. We were both bare-assed naked and concentrating on which way to put the new little bottoms on. Susi gulped and looked a shade embarrassed.

"If you're gonna hang with us," Lauri was saying, "you'll learn reeeel quick we'd rather go naked together MOST of the time!"

That got me giggling in spasms and it didn't help that I was trying to arrange a complex web of strings on either side of my pussy lips. "You'd better show me how this works!" I called out to Susi in utter desperation.

"Oh, okay… uh…" And she knelt down facing my crotch. "Wow! What a COOL tattoo!" She said admiringly, noticing my tiger for the first time close up. "Get a grip girl, this may tickle!" She smiled up at me while reaching between my legs. "Better open your feet a step or two."

I stepped open wider and Susi straightened out the thin cords and fit them around me. Feeling her fingers busy against my sensitive lips and hooded clitty WAS ticklish. I couldn't stop laughing and that made Lauri laugh all the harder with me as well. When it was fixed right, she turned her full attention to Lauri. "There's some mirrors over there." She called after me, pointing to the platform stage as I crossed the room for a closer look.

When I stepped up on the elevated box, I noticed Susi had three walls of mirrors surrounding it, and the floor where I stood was made of polished mirror glass as well. Up here, you could see every side of yourself just by turning your head! I could even look up between my legs and see how things fit where I couldn't usually see! It was super cool!

Like I've said, I don't usually like to wear panties at ALL unless I absolutely HAVE to, like when I have gym class, or going to church… (er, sometimes!) Mostly I pick clothes that don't pull, grip, squeeze, pinch, stretch or hide me… And what I liked best about these little things is that Susi got my preferences just perfect! They don't do any of those things that I hate.

The outfit she'd made for me was snowy white. It consisted of the panties (if you could call them that!), which were made of a soft transparent gauze. Basically that was a short fringe that hung like linked beads of snowflakes just enough to cover my clitty hood. It split around my pussy lips, hugged lightly against my inner thigh and slipped between my butt crack where it was fastened by a narrow elastic waistband that hung low below my hips. If anything, the effect was that it MADE your eyes want to look closely between that teensy gauzy curtain that barely covers my puffy pink clitoris. And my bare-assed butt cheeks were completely nude-just the way I like it! I mean, there wasn't even anything that blocked my pussy from spreading open like ripe red flower pedals since the panties peeled away right around it.

The top was totally unique! More of the soft wispy fringe dangled loosely over each of my brown nipples. This was held in place by a small spot of sticky stuff just above each puffy pink aurora. So much for the underwear! The covering pieces were a transparent short-sleeved vest that hung open from my upper ribs to the neck, and a sarong-like wrap over my hips that left one leg bare where it fastened with a small strip of Velcro. Man! This outfit was totally HOT!

Lauri joined me up on the stage while I was admiring how simply and quickly the sarong could be unfastened and cast aside. I stopped what I was doing to catch my breath when I saw her gear!

Lauri's little costume was her very favorite color-fire-engine red. The transparent lace panties came up from her crotch and framed an ingenious tiny cutout heart just above her pussy. Her naturally pale white skin awash with its sea of copper-colored freckles showed through its cunning open design. Grinning hugely, she lifted a leg high up beside her like a ballerina's pose, so I could better see up her crotch. The bright red panties narrowed down to her cleft, but there they split just like mine, allowing her smaller pussy lips to bloom open, unfettered by the flimsy material. The trailing thin cord of scarlet material slipped between her ass cheeks, completely hidden from view. But the thing that was different was that I noticed an interesting-looking knot that was fashioned back there from the material where the cord stretched across her tiny brown butt hole.

"It's called a 'monkey's fist' knot." Susi explained. "When you stretch or bend, it has a way of working itself up through the tight ring of your ass muscle. For an even better sensation," She demonstrated by pushing the knotted lump with a fingertip right up Lauri's tiny asshole, "You can push it further inside like this if you like the way it feels up there while you're dancing… It's my own invention, do you like it?"

"Ooooo-eee! YEAH!" Cried Lauri with pleasant delight, as she dropped her leg and gave her butt a few little twitches to test it out.

"Gee!" I marveled, "That must feel kinda like my Ben Waz's Balls!" I exclaimed.

"Yo WHAT?"

Lauri and I giggled with our private little joke. "I was given them by a friend for helping save her… it's a long story we'll tell you about sometime… Anyway," I said, as I fetched my purse to find them, "That's what I THOUGHT she called them till my big brother Jessie told me they were really called 'Ben-wa balls'!" I drew the beaded silver balls out of a velvet bag by their thin chain. "See? You fit these silver steely marbles up inside, just like your monkey-knot, only you push them in slowly, one at a time, until all five are up there and only the chain hangs out." I was showing her how they worked, and when I got them in place, just the tiny chain with its silver finger-loop dangled between the split of my teensy-weensy panties behind my pussy gash.

"Oh yeah!" Susi said. "I've seen those before! One of the girls I fit costumes for is into all the kinky rings and piercings and stuff. As a matter of fact, that's the theme of your next outfits-'Wild and Wicked'!" She grinned.

"ANOTHER outfit?" Lauri and I gasped together in surprise!

"Sure! You can't just do an act with only ONE costume, y'know!" The little black girl said in a thoroughly professional manner as she brought back two other bags, handing one to each of us. We sat down on the edge of the stage to discover and admire what else she'd made for us.

The stuff in these bags was black leather and what looked like enough hardware to mount a ceiling fan! There were chains and rings and clips and studs. I couldn't WAIT to try it on! Lauri and I stripped and put our other outfits carefully away. "By the way," I asked SusiQ, "Since you'll be coming with us, what will you be wearing?"

"Ha!" She laughed, "I've been wondering that myself! I could try out my newest 'xpermental' model… ya wanna see it now?" She asked with hopeful anticipation.

"Damn RIGHT we do!" Lauri spoke. "Go get it ON girl! Whatta ya waitin' for?"

So while Lauri and I fiddled with our straps and clips and chains and gear, Susi bent down low to pull a box from under her bed. I was paying my full attention to getting Lauri's new outfit adjusted and she was helping me with mine. When we were satisfied we had it right, we stood together before the wraparound wall of mirrors to admire ourselves-the effect was absolutely stunning, even to us!

My costume consisted of a cross-leather harness that clipped to a studded neck collar. This suspender rig crossed over my belly button-not actually concealing my breasts, because there were clever round holes cut in the leather so my nipples and puffy aureoles got squeezed through. These made my titties look bigger-pointier and fuller-even more grownup than they are. The straps clipped on to a pair of skin-tight leather shorts… What there was of THOSE, that is! They're completely open in the front (Susi calls them "crotchless,") and in back-well, there was nothing there either! The black glossy leather tightly grips the sides and bottom of my ass, lifting my cheeks up and squeezing them tightly together. This makes my butt look sexily erotic and larger! And everybody tells me I already HAVE a pretty shapely behind, specially for my age! Now it looked like I was wearing a bustle-one of those things girls used to wear under their skirts in the olden days, real LONG ago! But in this case, there was no skirt or panties covering my bare bottom… It just lifts my fanny out like there's no gravity, like those wire support Wonderbras make an older women's breasts pop out bigger!

What the front part of these shorty shorts did for me was even more eye-catching! By some seamstress magic, SusiQ made the leather pull my tummy in and grip my pussy so it made my white-skinned mound bulge out from the seams and squeezed my pink clitty right out from my covering labia lips-so it looked just like a fresh clam's neck peeking way out from it's shell! Dangling from the top of the seam was a queer attachment. It looked like a small leather rope with a loop suspended below a tightly knotted coil. I'd have to ask her what THAT was for!

Lauri was every bit as stunning! Owing to her pale white freckled body, SusiQ had opted to cover her sparingly. Lauri had leather bands that wrapped around her thighs just below her crotch. Another band wrapped her lower tummy leaving her puss as completely uncovered as mine-(except for an odd-looking band between her legs with large copper-colored rings built-in). Yet another band wrapped her tightly around the waist and a curious matching band wrapped her chest, while a copper-studded neck collar completed the futuristic-looking effect. The curious thing about Lauri's 'bra' (if you could call it that!) was that it appeared to be made of some special soft leather and it gave her the unlikely appearance of having REAL pointy boobies! Each one was clamped in copper rings like the ones between her legs too… Talk about techno-looking cool!

We were both eagerly inspecting this apparatus when Susi rejoined us at the stage. "So whatta think of my OTHER new invention?" She asked. I noticed her in her own special getup and Lauri and I felt our eyes pop right out with envy! Susi wore a full-length black knit body leotard stocking that covered her from her neck completely down to her ankles. But between her legs was a swath of black glossy leather that looked in the front and back like the flap you'd see on a baby boy's pajamas! Even more amazing, SusiQ now also showed the beginnings of budding breasts!

"The cool thing about MY falsies-if you want to call 'em that," She went on to explain, "Is that they're designed to actually give you the FEELING of real tits! See?" She demonstrated by placing our fingers over her new nipples, "They FEEL just like real tits on the outside because they're made with a special rubberized imitation skin-like material. AND because I made them with a soft probe through the center, when they're touched, they transfer the heat and pressure of your fingers directly to your nipples! So you FEEL just like your very own nipples are being aroused even when your own haven't grown out yet! I made these first for a dancer who was twelve but had to pass as eighteen to work in the club. The boss copped a feel to see if they were real and HE fell for it! And the girl LOVED the feeling it gave her too!"

Lauri was tenderly massaging her own breasts, marveling at how they miraculously felt. "Ouuu-E!" She gasped, "I can FEEL them beginning to turn me ON too!"

"That's the really neat part!" Susi grinned. "Now we don't have to feel left out-just because we're too YOUNG to have real titties yet! But let me demonstrate some of the other 'special weapons' these super-suits I made for you have!"

"Lauri! Pay attention!" I commanded my friend while trying to suppress a giggle. Lauri was STILL gently fingering her nipples with a dreamy open-mouthed grin on her face!

"Ok then, you first Lauri!" Susi laughed. "Now, turn around and show us your backside!" Lauri tiptoed around in a half circle and immediately I noticed what one of the large copper rings stitched into her leather crotch band was for! The large ring fit snuggly between her butt cheeks and encircled Lauri's little anus. But what it DID there was what was so astonishing! By fitting so precisely where it was, it succeeded in evenly pulling Lauri's poop-hole open-stretching her ringed muscle to approximately half the diameter of the metal ring surrounding it. Through the copper ring, you could look right up deep inside Lauri's dark tunnel (Jess says that's the colon!)

"Gee!" I wondered," doesn't that hurt?"

"Not a bit! Lauri, does it?" Susi asked. Lauri craned her head back over her shoulder to see us and shook it, saying "no" while grinning all the while. "But what it does to the dude who falls INTO this trap is another matter! Okay Lauri, now show us your front." Susi said.

Lauri completed a full circle on her tiptoes to face us once again. Susi and I stepped down from the platform and couched low to look closely up between her slightly-bowed legs. "Y'see? The second ring does the same thing to her vagina! It pulls her lips open, exposing her moist pink tunnel into her belly. This can only be noticed when she's dancing on a raised platform! It excites the guys, but when they get around to sinking their cocks in the place they wanna go-remember, in this outfit, the ONLY way to get up in THERE now is THROUGH this harmless-looking decorative ring-well, when Lauri feels like SHE'S ready to cum, she just pulls out this tiny hidden lever…" (a small hidden arm built-in to the copper ring snapped magically out at the touch of her finger) "…and, VOILA!"

Instantly the metal ring sprang shut, constricting itself to a third of its original size!

"It's like those Chinese finger-handcuffs!" Susi smugly explained. "Only THIS one I call a 'Cock-cuff'! That thing clamps his cock by the root up inside you like a vice, causing it to swell up as much as twice its natural size-and making him hose his cum in you like you've NEVER felt before!"

"Holy shit!" I whispered, not even bothering to watch my language! "What a wild invention!"

"An' that's not ALL!" Susi replied gleefully while Lauri fingered the lever to widen the ring back to its original size. "See that noose on the front of your costume?" She asked me.

"Uh-huh." I nodded. "I was gonna ask you about that-I thought it looks oddly like a 'hangman's noose'!" I said to her warily.

"Good comparison!" Susi laughed, "Only THIS one's a 'Hangnuts' noose!"

"Wha…?"

"Look! While he's startin' to make it in you, you slip this noose over his balls. By then the leather is nice and wet and slippery from your pussy juice. When it gets to be that time you want to cum, just pull up on the little cord here and the noose 'hangs' his nuts in a death-grip! I KNOW for a fact THIS works great! Ol' numbnuts Dickwad himself has me do it with him all t'time now!"

So we spent the rest of the afternoon taking pictures of Susi's designs-the ones she made for us and other things she wanted to have a picture record of. Every one of her creations was a masterpiece, and all of them were as sexy as can be. Both Lauri and I were impressed with her creative 'inventions and xperments' (as she called them!) She had a large collection of 'adult' sex toys too-most of them we never heard of or ever saw before! But Susi seemed to know a lot of older girls and women who were delighted to share all their fun stuff with her! Of course, Lauri wanted to try out ALL the battery-operated rubber thingys… That kept us hoppin' in and out of Susi's bed most of that time!

Pretty soon it got to be mid-afternoon and we decided we'd better get over to Mr. Nobel's house while it was still light enough to ride our bikes. Before we left, I explained to Susi what our plan was.

"What we do is show up dressed all sweet and innocent-like. Mr. Nobel likes us to act like cute little girls-at least until we get on his dancing stage that is! So Lauri and I planned to wear the 'cutesy' stuff we wore over… You got anything that won't cause him to have a heart attack when he first meets you?" I asked with a straight face-Lauri couldn't help but crack up when I said it though!

"Well," Susi thought out loud, "I DO have a white lace Sunday School dress I got baptized in… That oughta look mushy enough for him, I think!"

So while Susi squirmed into her tight-fitting little girl church dress, Lauri and I tried on some black leather leggings she gave us to go along with our dance outfits. When she was ready, Lauri looked her over and made sure she wasn't wearing any horrid fluffy panties to match the Little-Bo-Peep outfit she wore! "Jeez!" Susi complained as she squirmed uncomfortably in the constricting dress. "I haven't worn this old thing for over a whole YEAR! Makes me look like a KID again!"

"THAT'S the whole IDEA!" Lauri emphasized with a pained look for laughs.

Susi doesn't have a bike. So she left a note telling her mom she was staying over at Lauri's house with us. We packed our gear in a backpack, borrowed Susi's portable CD player and some of her best and sexiest dance music. Lauri strapped on the backpack and I had Susi sit on my handlebars up front as we pedaled off back the way we came to get over to Mr. Nobel's house.

From the shadows of a shade tree, a dark sedan pulled out into the road behind us…

Along the way, we passed those same bars we'd gone by earlier. This time there were even more guys hangin' around outside, and the sight of Susi's frilly white dress and petticoats billowing up in the wind to show off her shapely bare dark legs, and the way Lauri and I looked almost naked anyway, caused more than a few of those guys to practically piss in their pants as we zipped by!

"That's where my momma works, down there." Susi said as we neared the end of the strip. She pointed to a low cinder block building surrounded by motorcycles and late model cars in the parking lot. A large weathered neon sign perched on top advertised, "LIVE NUDE GIRLS!"

"Hey!" She said, twisting around to talk over her shoulder, "Ya wanna stop in for a sec and say hi?"

"We can't get in THERE! We ARE kids, remember?" I said jokingly to remind her of what she said she felt like when she put on her old Sunday School dress.

"Nah, it's cool-I know the bouncer at the back door where the dancers have their dressing room. Man, I practically grew UP in this place!"

I wanted to laugh about that, but quickly thought better of it. Apparently, growing up for little SusiQ really DID happen all in the last year! We turned our bikes down the dirt entrance driveway and went around to the back where the door didn't look as nice as the façade out front. Here were the trashcans and stacks of beer crates waiting for delivery trucks to cart off. The solid-looking door was made of steel. We parked and followed Susi up a couple of concrete steps and waited after she pressed a small metal buzzer button. After a short wait, the big door flung open but the doorframe was totally filled by a giant of a man who practically bulged with tattoo-covered muscles everywhere except for his huge beer belly. And his head was shaved as clean as a bowling ball! "YO! Sus!" He bellowed, bending down and spreading his thick arms wide.

"Hey-ya Unc Jack!" Susi cried out in delight as she eagerly leaped into the big man's arms-looking to us as if her tiny body would be crushed and suffocated by his massive arm muscles and t-shirt covered fat. "I missed you Jack!" Susi said, looking sincerely into the dark brown eyes set in his broad cheery face. She hugged his neck and planted a big smacker of a kiss on his cheek, making the big man blush visibly as his grin grew even wider.

"Dat goes fo me TOO girl!" He mumbled with some embarrassment. "Yo gots t'come bak mo OFFEN t'see me now!" He admonished her.

"You KNOW I would, but momma don't like it for me to hang out here like before. SHE thinks one o'th marks'll try an' KID-nap me or somethin'!" Susi said with a pouting look of distain. "But I done tolt her that couldn't NEVER happen with my Unc Jack to look out fer me!"

"You got THAT right girl!" The big man replied. Looking briefly down at Lauri and me, he turned back to Susi and asked, "Ya come t'see yo mamma? An' yo brought some new little friends I see-ain't ja gonna be civil like I taught ja an' introduce me?"

Susi introduced us, and each of us put our hand in his huge bear-sized paw to shake. Then he stood and showed us down a hall and through a door where the dancers changed their clothes to work. The room was arranged with several old makeup dressers against one wall. Bare-bulb lights surrounded mirrors at each one. There was a sofa and a coffee table and an open closet at the far end. Two girls were in the room. Jack let us in and closed the door as he left to go back to the bar up front. One of the girls was seated at a makeup dresser and turned to greet us as we entered. The other appeared to be sound asleep sprawled across the sofa.

Susi obviously knew them both. "Hey-ya Jewel!" She greeted.

The girl was white with milky skin and long blond hair. She seemed exceptionally thin, with a narrow waist and small perky breasts that were bared as she rubbed a white baby powder liberally over them. She didn't look a day over thirteen. "Yeah-Hi yerself Susi!" She smiled back sweetly. "I been meanin' to call you, I need more pasties."

"That's 'cause she throws 'em out to all the marks!" The girl who I thought was asleep spoke up. "How ya doin' Susi?" She asked not bothering to open her eyes.

"'Lo Angel." Susi called over as she smiled secretly at us. "Momma outside?" She asked.

"She's up now with Princess. Go have a look." Jewel motioned to a bank of mirrors at the other facing wall.

Lauri and I walked over to stand next to Susi facing the mirror. When we got in front of it we could see that it was really a dark window looking out into the dimly lit club. "They can't see us from inside." Susi explained. "It just looks like a big mirror to them. Sometimes guys'll come up real close an' do something gross like take their teeth out to clean 'em and it looks like they're right THERE lookin' at ja!" We giggled at the thought of seeing something like that.

I squinted through the gloom of the room and began to make out the details inside. At the center was a stage, blue and red spotlights focused beams through a cloud of cigarette smoke over two girls dancing there… Well, not really dancing, but they churned their bodies in slow erotic motions vaguely in sync with the blaring music. One tall girl looked to be Oriental. She had severely close-cropped black hair and big beautiful tits with nipples that seemed as if they were pulled up by invisible wires in the ceiling. She had her legs crossed around a brass pole that was a fixture at one end of the stage. Her back was facing us now, but the way she moved her full smoky-colored behind in spasmodic thrusting motions against it, it LOOKED like she was trying her best to fuck that pole like it was some sorta giant brass cock!

The other girl was obviously Susi's mother. She was sitting at the edge of the stage facing us with her legs lifted high and spread wide open. One of the customers had his face right up between her legs and he was intently staring at her clean-shaved pussy. Susi's mom was smiling and brusquely rubbing her clitty for the man. She was a beautiful woman-dark-skinned like Susi, with her oily black hair corn-rowed in just the same style as her daughter's. She looked more like she should be Susi's older sister instead of being her mom. Her breasts were wide-spaced with large black areolas and her legs were as shapely as an athlete's. She didn't look like she could be more than twenty and I began to imagine that this is what Susi would grow to look like in maybe five or ten more years.

Staring through the gloom I began to make out the large crowd of men jammed around tables taking up every square foot of the bar's floor space. There were plush cushioned couches lining the walls, and I noticed at one of them, one other nude girl was squirming her hips down over a man's lap as he calmly sipped on his beer.

"Hey!" Lauri exclaimed, "Lookit over there! A guy's jerkin' off under the table!"

Susi and I followed her pointed finger, and there, sure enough, a real cute-looking guy had his hand between his legs, holding his tall stiff cock that stuck straight up from his open zipper. He had his eyes on Susi's mom's pussy and we watched as his hand rapidly pumped up and down, then as he shot a long stream of cum that hit the underside of the table and then another that streaked the jeans of the totally clueless guy sitting across from him.

"Man! That guy sitting on the other side is gonna be PISSED when he notices that white streak goin' up his leg!" Lauri laughed heartily.

"Yeah, ya see all kinds o'stuff from this window!" Susi giggled along with us.

The music finished in a roll of drums and blaring horns and Susi's mom gracefully got to her feet. She half-turned to the man who was staring up at her, and he reached out to stuff several bills of money into a garter belt she wore. Lauri's and me musta looked to Susi like our eyes were popping out! I couldn't see where that money would fit, her little belt was already packed as tightly as a big head of lettuce!

"Well, it's my turn up!" Jewel announced as she made for the door. "Your mom'll be right back honey-pie!" She called back to Susi.

"Honey pie my ASS!" We heard Susi mutter beneath her breath. When she noticed us swallowing our giggles, she explained. "Jewel says she's eighteen as long as I remember. Momma sez she was eighteen when she come to work in here too. She's just a little bubblegumer one of t'Capos got off the street and keeps fer hisself. She ain't much older than you Amy, but she thinks she's hot stuff! She's the one I made those special titties for back when she didn't have none at all-like, just last year! An' she's never paid me fer those yet!"

"How long do girls stay working here?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Not long." Susi replied. "In this biz yer only good from thirteen to twenty, and UNDER eighteen, ya gotta lie about yer age and worry about getting' busted by vice. OVER eighteen you only got two years to make it big before you're already too old and the marks don't wanna pay t'see you no more. That ain't much time to score for retirement!"

"Your mom looks like she does pretty good!" Lauri said.

"Momma's lucky. She's only twenty-one now, but she LOOKS like she can pass for nineteen. She had me real young and after she got back in shape, she decided she can't have no more kids or it'd ruin her body y'know? Besides, till she got this job she never had a steady livin'. But in a year or two it'll be all over and I'll still be too young to pass for legal age. I gotta make it with my clothing-making business somehow… Momma's hopin' to make enough money to open a little shop for us downtown by then."

"That's a good plan." I told her. "But maybe we can help in other ways too."

"Hows that?"

"Can't say yet…" I replied vaguely, "But my brother is meeting with a rich guy about starting a movie company soon. If we get that off the ground, I'm sure we can find parts for you AND your momma."

"Wow!" Susi's eyes showed white in the semi-darkness. "Really? That'd be SO cool!"

"But don't say nothing about it YET to anybody else!" Lauri added. "This guy on the Internet SAID he was coming here to town, but we haven't heard that he's here yet fer sure."

"K!" Susi agreed as her mom stepped through the door, counting bills from a big handful of money. Susi broke away and ran to her to give her a big hug.

"Hey Baby!" Her mom said, "Whats ju doin' here? Didn' I tell you not to come back no more? T'girls knows where we live. They can come t'us for their costumes now!" Just then she noticed Lauri and me standing next to the two-way mirror. "Whos this?" She asked Susi. "Some-a yo friends from school? Y'all didn't see…" She stopped, then blushed deeply as she realized we HAD actually been watching her stage performance. "Oh my God…" She groaned softly under her breath, her eyes regarding us distrustfully.

"It's okay momma!" Susi quickly spoke. "They cool-they OLDER than they look!"

"It's really okay Ms. Quinn." Lauri joined in. "We have a lot of the same things goin' on in our lives too. It's okay, really. We've seen it all before an' we understand."

"I thought your dancing was beautiful!" I smiled warmly. "And I think Susi's extra cute, but she's gonna look just as beautiful as you do when she grows up too!"

Ms. Quinn smiled back at us through tear-filled eyes, then she scooped up Susi and gave her a big hug. "Well, I like your friends jus FINE!" She told her daughter.

"This why I come by, momma!" Susi remembered. "It's okay if I spend the night over at Lauri's house with her an' Amy? They said I could an' I'll behave an' all… Is it okay momma?"

"Sure it is honey! Do you need any money? Here-take a twenty jus in case."

"Nah momma, I don' need it really. We ain't goin' nowheres where I'd use it an' I wouldn't want to lose it neither."

"Well, alright then… Tell me," She added, "Have you seen yo step-daddy Richard at the house t'day?"

"Momma! He ain't my REAL step-daddy and I ain't seen HIM all day long."

"Okay… well, y'all run along then. I wuz real nice meetin' you two girls and I hope you can come over t'visit us more." Ms. Quinn told us.

So we said goodbye and split. Out in the back parking lot, we walked right by a dark Ford I hadn't noticed before that was parked next to our bikes. There was nobody inside-must be one of the marks inside, I thought. We mounted up again and pedaled off to our next adventure! But NOW there were THREE of us for even MORE fun!

(Continued in Chapter 19)

Note: These stories are derived from my preteen sister's online diary-submitted by Kamkat. Look for "The CAS Experiment" to be published later this Spring! Comments to: catsNO-SPAMclaw@hush.ai. (Remove NO-SPAM).