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Girl at the Guest House
   By Romany
   (T/g, M/g, oral, anal)
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This is a fictional story involving the sexual situations between an adult
man and a preteen girl.  If this subject offends you, close this page NOW!
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   Any similarities to any person living or dead are purely coincidental.
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   Dan Wheeler noted the car parked under the large tree just along from
the large house with the `Room for Rent' sign on the verandah rail.  He
noted a girl leaning in the passenger's window and she looked up; and
seeing him, she moved away quickly across the grass and disappeared from
view behind the building.  He paused and watched the battered old brown
Saturn drive off and wondered why the girl had looked so guilty when she
noted him looking her way.  He hardly got a decent look at her but he
thought she was a young teen, dressed in blue jeans and a dark top of some
sort.  He paused at the bottom step to the veranda and contemplated the old
weather board house and grimaced at how shabby it looked.  It wasn't ideal
but living here temporarily would do until the money from the sale of the
house following the final divorce settlement came through in a couple of
months.  Much needed money that would allow him to put a deposit on a place
for himself.  His now ex-wife Jean had forced the sale of the house having
sorted her life by moving in with her boyfriend.  He couldn't fault her
logic.  Why keep her share in a house that Dan would live in.  She had no
need for it and her share of the house sale would be welcome in her new
life.  Dan walked somewhat wearily up the steps to the front door and
knocked.  He listened and could hear someone moving inside, and soon the
door was opened.  He stood a little bemused as the girl he saw standing at
the car opened the door.
   She was about twelve or thirteen, slim and with shoulder length brown
hair that was full-body and slightly wavy; fanning out on her shoulders. 
There was a faint hint of fading freckles on her cheeks and nice hazel eyes
and long eyelashes.  She was facially very pretty, and as Dan glanced down
her figure, he noted the pronounced bumps of her budding breasts and the
ubiquitous low-rider jeans teen girls seemed to wear were so tight it
looked like she was poured into them.  The gap of bare tummy between the
dark gray tank top and the top of her jeans was alluring and he swallowed
and looked back at her face.  She stared at him and there was a faint smile
on her lips.  She knew he had checked her out and she instinctively knew he
liked what he saw.
   "Can I help you," she said rather formally.
   "Ah...yes...I'm Dan Wheeler," he began.  "I talked to Miss Mather
yesterday.  She has a room for me," he explained, noting the girl was
unfazed at his quick inspection of her, and held his gaze with confidence.
   "Oh...right...Dora said to expect you," she answered still holding his
gaze.  "I'm Lucy...you'd better come in," she said and stepped aside to let
him enter.
   She looked out at the porch as he stepped in and turned back to him.
   "Don't you have any luggage?" she asked noting he held only a shoulder
bag.
   "Oh...in the car...I can get it once I see where I am going to be
living," he answered looking around the entrance way and the large stairs
leading to the upper floors.
   This would have been a modest old southern family home about the turn to
the twentieth century.  Long since past its prime despite probably being
refurbished at intervals, although clearly not recently.
   "OK...I'll show you your room," she said casually and headed towards the
stairs.
   He checked out her butt and noted how shapely she was.  The body belied
the face; he thought she was probably eleven or twelve, not the teen he
first thought she was.  But the shape was there and she was the kind of
pubescent kid that would turn a head or two.  He felt she was a bit too
obvious in her dress and had jail-bait about her.  He wouldn't let his
daughter Tess dress like this, and she was seventeen.  But then Tess
wouldn't dress that way by choice.  She was a good kid but a bit plump and
not the slim lithe teen this kid was going to be.  Tess couldn't carry it
off.
   Dan followed her up the wide stairs and onto a landing and along a hall
to where Lucy opened a door and stood back to let him in.  It was quite
large with a double bed against one wall with the head slightly overlapping
a window on the side of the house.  There was a battered desk and a simple
upright wooden chair.  Beside the bed was a nightstand and table lamp and
in one corner, a free standing wardrobe angled across the corner of the
room diagonally apposite the bed.  The door had a large mirror set in it.
Immediately inside the door was a tall chest of four drawers.  The floor
was bare wood apart from a large rug by the bed.  He was thinking this
would be a cold room in winter, though probably cool now it was summer and
for that he was thankful.
   "OK?" she asked noting his somewhat subdued reaction.
   "Oh...yes...yeah...its fine," he answered unconvincingly.
   "Along the hall on the left, is a bathroom.  Come on I'll show you," she
said and sort of bounced out of the room.
   She had brightened in attitude to when she opened the door and was
clearly trying to do her best at making him feel welcome.  He followed her
and she opened the door to a large bathroom with an old fashioned enameled
iron bath with a shower attached to the wall; the pipes being teed off the
plumbing to the bath taps and looking a little in need of some metal
cleaner.  There was a plain white hand basin and toilet bowl against the
outside wall to the left of a window with a curtain from half the height to
the sill; to provide some privacy should someone look up from the yard.
   "The door locks when you push the button on the door handle," she said,
and his eyes followed her indicating the sliver door knob.
   He smiled to himself.  It was a more modern fitting than anything else
in the bathroom and probably installed because the original most likely was
non-locking.
   "There isn't anyone else staying with us at present," she said, "But I
use this bathroom to.  Dora has hers in her room downstairs at the back. 
She prefers it down there.  She doesn't have to come up and down the stairs
all the time because she has bad hips," Lucy volunteered.
   "So it's just me?" he asked.  "And you," he added," with a grin.
   "Yep, but I live here all the time...not a short termer like you. 
Things are quiet just now.  We've had up to five when the place is occupied
fully," she said.
   "Dora's your mom?" he asked a little curious that Lucy was using the
landlady's first name.
   "Heck no...but she takes care of me.  I don't know where my mom is," she
said quickly.
   "What about your dad?" he asked.
   "I have no ideas who he is," she answered diffidently.
   "How come you're with Dora?" he asked, and noted she stiffened a little.
   "Oh...because...of things that came about," she said evasively and
looking around she interrupted his questioning by blurting out "do you have
towels?  Dora doesn't provide towels."
   "I have everything," he answered.  "Bed linen, towels, face cloths," he
answered.  "Dora said she will provide blankets only.  "I take care of my
own laundry," he conformed.
   "Oh right...you've had the rules.  No cooking, no pets, no booze, and no
women in the room," she said with a knowing grin.  "And be in by
midnight...otherwise sleep on the porch," and she giggled.
   "Exactly," he laughed at the kid's lampooning the rules.
   She looked around and then back at Dan, her hands on her hips.
   "Well...you can go now," she said pointedly.
   He frowned wondering what she meant.  Was she now telling him he had to
leave; perhaps because they were in the house alone and shouldn't be?
   "I need to pee," she said looking at him as if he was dumb for not
realizing.
   "Oh...right...sure...I'll just get my stuff then," he said and quickly
left the room.
   He heard the door close behind him and he headed down the stairs to his
car parked out front.  He ferried two suitcases and a large plastic bag
with bed linen in it up to his room.  He was making the bed when she
appeared at the doorway.
   "You have kids?" she asked as she walked in.
   "Yep.  Two...a boy fifteen and a daughter seventeen," he answered.  "Don
and Tess...Tess is the oldest."
   She moved to help him with the bed covers.
   "Where's your wife?" she asked standing back to admire the smoothness of
the bedcover she had helped place on the bed.
   "Divorced...the kids live with her...and her new man," he said.
   "You happy about that?" she asked, and his mouth opened in slight shock
at the audacity of her question.
   Not because it was unreasonable, but he didn't expect it from a kid.
   "Not much I could do," he said a little clipped.
   "She ran out on you then?" Lucy persisted despite his obvious annoyance
at her questioning.
   "Not exactly," he answered and felt his indignation waning.  "It was my
fault," he said.
   "Aaahhh...I get it," she said and nodded her head as if she understood
fully.  "But are you happy about it?"
   "No...no I'm not," he answered evenly.  "But circumstances have moved
past a point where any good would come of trying to repair the damage.  So
I am moving on.  Best for all of us to move on," he said feeling a little
annoyed she had forced him to revisit feelings he had fought for months to
control.
   "Well, I'd best let you get sorted," she said suddenly curtailing her
line of questioning.  "Dora should be back about four or four thirty."
   "How old are you Lucy?" he asked suddenly.
   "How old do I look," she grinned at him.
   "Oh...I don't know...twelve, maybe thirteen," he answered.
   Her face fell a little.  Clearly she was hoping he saw her as older.
   "Twelve and a half," she muttered.
   "OK...just wondered.  Dora leaves you alone often?" he asked.
   "Of course she does," Lucy retorted a little indignantly.  "Why
shouldn't she?"
   "Oh...don't get me wrong...I'm sure you're quite a capable young girl,"
he said quickly.  "It's just that some folks don't like to leave pretty
young girls alone," he explained and grinned at her.
   She blushed and then her expression softened.
   "I think that was a compliment," she grinned.
   "Yes...yes it was.  You're obviously very capable...and dependable...and
of course...pretty with it," he smiled.
   "Thank you," she said her face now flushed with embarrassment at his
compliment.
   After she had gone, Dan set his laptop up on the battered desk.  There
was no phone jack anywhere so he clearly would not have any access to the
internet; at least not in this room.  He had an air-card so he could get
his emails at least.  It was too slow for major browsing but at least he
had communications with his mail server.  He settled in as comfortably as
he could and later in the day Dora Mather called by and welcomed him.  She
was a stocky woman in her late sixties or so.  She'd clearly had a hard
life judging by the lines on her face and her graying stringy hair.
   "Lucy looked after you I see," she had said gazing around the room.
   "Yes...yes she did," Dan answered.  "She seems a capable kid."
   "Oh well that's one word for it," Dora said with a wry smile.  "If I
could just keep her away from boys...or more importantly...keep the boys
away from her."
   Dan laughed.
   "I understand what you mean," he chuckled.  "She is quite an eye
catcher," he smiled.  "I have a daughter...she's older...seventeen.  But
she's not quite as obvious as Lucy," he laughed.
   "Did she have boys on the brain at twelve?" Dora asked.
   "No...no, she was rather bookish...to be blunt she's not a looker like
Lucy.  My girl wasn't blessed with obvious charms except a lovely
disposition and brains.  But we love her and she's a good daughter," he
said a little more seriously.
   "Well just keep an eye out for Lucy in the mornings...or when she's
going to bed for that matter.  She gets a little blas� about house
guests...particularly men.  She's not very thoughtfully when it comes to
her dress sense," she said.
   Dan narrowed his eyes and gazed at Dora quizzically.
   "She sometimes doesn't wear enough clothes to and from the bathroom,"
Dora explained.  "If you've had a daughter through puberty, you will know
what I mean...all those hormones," she added.
   "Oh...yes...of course...I understand.  You want me to give her a
reminder," he said nodding at the woman.
   "Exactly.  Just to remind her that this is a guest house...and even if
there is only you right now, she needs to be more circumspect about moving
around the house half dressed," she chuckled.
   "Got it," Dan said.
   His daughter Tess was the opposite.  Rugged up toes to neck most
mornings when rising, and nights when going to bed.  She was always ultra
modest largely due to her widening body, which she was clearly
self-conscious about.  This Lucy was also self-conscious about her body but
in the opposite way to Tess.
   "I don't do dinner," Dora reminded him.  "Breakfast from eight to nine
and you feed yourself the rest of the day," she reminded him.
   "That's fine," Dan said amiably.  "Breakfast is good."
   ***
   Dan thought about his new living arrangements.  It would do for the time
being.  It was fortunate his kids went with his wife Jean; he had no issue
with that.  He had no opportunity to be a solo parent to them, so going
with their mother was logical.  He couldn't find any reason to feel bitter,
given it was his affair that caused their breakup in the first place.  And
Jean rebounding by finding this Bill guy; initially paraded as a form of
revenge against Dan.  A sort of `I don't need you' in your-face-statement,
but then her actually falling for Bill with a relationship blossoming as
her marriage to Dan collapsed.  No, Dan had no place to feel she was not
justified in what she had wound up with.  She had got through it much
better than he had; it served him right.  He had to take a leaf out of her
book and move on.  In time he would find somebody.  The move from Charlotte
to Raleigh would help him put a new face on things.  It was a stroke of
luck he could transfer with his job.  And it wasn't that far to keep in
contact with his kids.  He knew Jean was supportive on that score.  He
would always be their dad.  As he sat at his laptop and checked his emails
he thought of the girl Lucy.  Wondering how Dora came to be her caregiver.
And Dora's blunt revelation about the girl and her supposed lack modesty in
dress sense intrigued him.  He had very little recollection of his daughter
Tess and her passage through puberty.  Dan barely noticed a change in her
body, although now Tess was a lot slimmer; if still in need of shedding a
few pounds.  But Lucy was betwixt-between a little girl and the woman-to-be
which was starting to show up in her body; even if the face was still kind
of young.  And Dora's comments about boys reminded him of the car she was
leaning in the window of; and her manner when she saw him and literally
fled.  She must have realized who he was and she was obviously not keen to
let him see her for too long with the occupants of the car; which he
thought looked like teen age boys.  They would be too old for a twelve year
old pubescent middle school girl if they had a license to drive.
   Dan settled quickly in the old guest house.  Dora was hardly seen beyond
breakfast where she surprised him by cooking good wholesome breakfasts
Monday to Friday.  He fended for himself at the weekend and usually ate
dinner at a budget diner near his office.  He quickly saw what Dora had
said about Lucy as he regularly came across her going or coming from her
room in the morning and night, and she was nearly always scantily dressed;
either in night attire or half undressed before bed or having half dressed
in the morning.  He met her heading in or out of the bathroom.  Her bedroom
was along the hall from Dan's with and empty room between them.  His was at
the front of the house, hers was at the back.  The first times Dan came
across her going to the bathroom, she gasped `oh' and giggling she hurried
to the bathroom door realizing she was only in her panties and a polo top.
But after one or two more encounters, she became more blas�; and instead of
rushing to get out of his gaze, she just sauntered by him.  And when
approaching him, she gave him a knowing smile; almost daring to see if her
would glance down at her crotch.  When walking away from him, he sensed her
head half turn to see if he was watching her.  It occurred to him that she
was deliberately teasing him.  Her dress sense, or lack of it, was
deliberately provocative.  He stood shaving and pondered her dalliance at
the doorway as he had came to the bathroom this morning; and how slow and
deliberate she was at going back to her room.  After he'd finished
preparing for the day, he paused as he left the bathroom and noted her
bedroom door half open, whereas she always kept it shut.  Dan was still
dressed in his bathrobe.  He looked along at Lucy's room.  He had no idea
why, but he felt the urge to see inside her room, knowing she would be down
at breakfast because her door was open.  Glancing at the top of the stairs
to reassure himself the coast was clear, he moved quickly to her door and
tentatively peered around into her room.
   As he peered around he immediately saw the bed just inside the door
against the wall, and he was horrified to see she was lying on her back on
top of the ruffled covers.  He knees up slightly and her legs parted.  She
had her eyes closed and at first he thought she was asleep.  He swallowed
hard and went to withdraw but he was transfixed by the expanse of her bare
tummy and the swell of her juvenile sex in her small plain white panties.
He glanced quickly at her face and saw her eyes were now half open; she had
been watching him.  He blushed deeply and stood rooted to the spot; his
mouth half open in surprise at finding her there.  After what seemed like
an eternity, she spoke.
   "I must have dozed off," she said sleepily.  "Did Dora send you to get
me?"
   "Ah...um...ah no...but I knew you hadn't gone down for breakfast... so I
thought I'd best check...see if you were OK," he stammered, quickly looking
away but reddening further knowing she had caught him ogling her.
   She slowly sat up; her legs still parted and her knees up.  He glanced
almost involuntarily at the obvious outline of her sex behind the thin
white crotch of the panties and swallowed hard and quickly looked away with
a sense of shame.
   "Am I OK?" she said and draped her arms over her knees as she sat
regarding him.
   "You look OK," he said quickly.  "Are you feeling unwell?" he added
lamely.
   "No.  I'm fine," she said and swung her legs off the bed in one sudden
move.
   She ambled across the room to a small settee below the large window on
the outside wall of the room.  Dan ogling her sweet butt in her underpants
and he licked his lips lewdly as a reflex reaction to the sight of her
gorgeous waist and shapely butt.  Her brown hair cascading over her
shoulders like a mane.  She picked up a light blue shirt and pulled it on
and turned to button it up.  She wore no bra and he saw the garment lying
on the floor at the end of the bed.
   "Ah...Lucy...you forgot something," he said nervously, and pointed at
the plain white training bra.
   "Oh darn" she giggled.  "I'm still half asleep," she said looking in the
direction he was pointing.
   Dan glanced back at her she began to shuck the unbuttoned shirt and
reach to pull her white tank top off.  It must be the top half of her night
attire on these hot sticky July nights.  Realizing she had no compunction
about stripping, he blushed and backed out just as he caught a glimpse of
her young breasts, as she shucked the top.  He'd had enough for one
episode. Turning, he scurried away from her room.  It was the last thing he
wanted to do but he knew he had no place watching her bare her breasts and
putting her bra on.  In his room he sat down heavily on his bed and
realized he was shaking.  On any level, he went too far.  He had no need to
go to her room in the first place.  Neither should he have tarried once
realizing she was there.  And to stand lead-footed in the doorway as she
proceeded to undress was beyond any sense of decency a middle age man
should show around a young pubescent preteen.  He'd never have dreamed of
doing any of this with his own daughter.
   `She should have reacted,' he thought.  `Made it clear I shouldn't be
there.  She's as much to blame...more to blame for encouraging me'.
   By the time he got down for breakfast, Dora was mildly chiding Lucy for
her being behind time in preparation for school.  Dan's breakfast was
already served; he was also late and he got his eggs over-easy without the
usual choice of how they were prepared.  Dora had reason to be miffed with
both of them but only regaled Lucy making her late; reciting her day's
chores that were supposedly now impacted because of it.  Dan said nothing
as Lucy occasionally sniped back at Dora; grinning cheekily at Dan as she
chipped at the old woman.  Lucy was enjoying the verbal sparring with Dora,
who was out in the kitchen.  At first Dan thought her impish grin was
because she was showing off to him by hassling her caregiver.  But it soon
occurred to him that the girl, now wide awake and alert, was actually
grinning at him.  It was a sort of `I know what you were thinking' grin as
she locked eyes with him.  He felt a chill run through him and he trembled
with the realization she set him up.  She had waited in her provocative
pose on the bed, just willing him to come to her room.  And he had fallen
for it.  The half open door; it was never open when she was in the room. 
It was left that way in the hope he would come in to steal a peak.  Of all
the previous days when she was clearly downstairs and the door was open, he
had never dreamed of looking inside.  But for some reason it worked today
and she had actually still been in there.  What were the chances he'd go
for it?  But he had.  She was a scheming little monkey.
   The week past and he forgot about that meeting with her in her room.  He
had set aside some time at the weekend to go looking at houses.  Not with a
realtor.  Just identifying possible houses from the local realtor magazine
and maybe take a few photographs himself so that he could review them with
the thought to visit for inspection later with a realtor.  It was early on
the Sunday that he was over the east side of town where a house viewing a
prospective house from the street.  It had not turned out to be as
promising as the Realtor magazine photograph showed.  He did a U-turn in
the street to drive off when a car suddenly came around the sweeping bend
in the road towards him and he had to accelerate to get out of the way.  As
he lurched close to the far curb he looked up angrily and noted it was the
battered old brown Saturn he'd seen the first day he had arrived at Dora's
boarding house.  In it were the two teens he had seen Lucy talking to out
front.  And to Dan's surprise, Lucy was sitting in the back of the car
leaning forward over the backs of the front seats.  Judging from the fact
she never looked back at him, she had not recognized his car.  He
instinctively knew she shouldn't be with them, or away from Dora's house.
What the hell was Dora thinking?  Or what had Lucy told Dora so she could
be with these two shifty looking teenagers.  Dan gunned his car and
followed.
   He stayed just out of sight.  Letting them move into bends in the road
so he would glimpse the rear of their car disappearing.  He came to a
relatively straight stretch of road through a heavily wooded area and
realized to his dismay he had lost them.  He quickly did a U-turn and went
back; reasoning he should easily have seen them before they hit the bend at
the end of the short straight so they must have pulled off.  Perhaps they
knew he was following, although he was sure they had not seen him.  It was
not far along the road he saw a partly overgrown opening and noted the
wheel marks in the dirt; made by a car swerving off the road into the dirt
track a little too quickly and spraying the dirt as the wheels slipped
slightly.  He nosed in and drove slowly down the narrow trail; grass and
low branches slapping the sides of his car.  He soon came to a more open
area under the trees and yet couldn't see their car.  What he could see
some twenty or thirty yards at the end of the trail was water.  This road
led to a small lake or reservoir that he had no idea existed.  Surround by
trees it seemed.  He pulled over to one side and turned his car around;
ready to drive straight out quickly if he needed to.  His car would be
quite well obstructed from view from both ends of the narrow trail; and
satisfied it wouldn't be easily seen by a car passing the area he pulled
off the trail.  He stepped out and closed the door quietly and started to
walk carefully towards the general direction of the lake.  He stopped as if
remembering something and doubled back the short distance to the car and
retrieved his pocket digital camera from the front seat and slipped it into
his pocket.  Once more Dan set off towards the end of the trail and the
water he could just see; grey in color to match the overcast sky that day
on a warm day.  There were cicadas and crickets chirruping and clacking and
he was able to walk quite normally without fear of being heard as he walked
under the trees.  Deliberately keeping himself behind the tree trunks as he
advanced.  He must have been no more than ten to fifteen feet from the
water's edge when he heard a car radio and voices.  He slowed and crept
close to the edge of a small thicket that had grown up under the larger
tees near the edge of the lake.  Moving to the left away from the trail
proper, he stopped and peered through an open part of the thicket and saw
the car.  They had turned sharp left at the lake's edge and were parallel
to the water, parked adjacent to the thicket.  They knew their car could
not be seen from the woods where Dan had approached from.  Dan moved
further left where the thicket was less dense and moved forward and he
stretched down onto his hands and knees and crawled forward so he was able
to get a full panorama of the immediate area.  He saw the grill of the car
and the grassy bank it was parked on.  Lucy was kneeling facing the car;
one boy with long fair shaggy hair was sitting with his back against the
front passenger's door wrestling with a plastic string of beer cans.  The
other teen that had shorter dark hair was standing beside Lucy with a
cigarette which Dan recognized as a joint; recently rolled and lit judging
by the size of it.  He could hear their voices but not make out what they
were saying because of the radio playing.  The boy sitting against the car
threw a can of beer to Lucy and then one to his friend who missed it and it
fell to the grass; the three of them laughing at how inept the black-haired
teen was at catching.  He passed the joint to Lucy and bent and retrieved
the can of beer; holding it away from him and pulling the tab to open it.
The beer fizzed and hissed and Lucy and the other boy laughed as a short
fountain of beer froth spewed from the can and the boy quickly plugged the
opening with his mouth.  Dan saw Lucy drag on the joint.  As he watched her
toke on the joint he noted she was experienced and knew how to inhale the
smoke for best effect.  She'd clearly smoked pot before.  Satisfied with
the toke, she handed it to the boy sitting opposite and then opened her can
of beer and took a long swig.
   "Not so fast Lucy," Dan whispered to himself.
   The girl looked more at home with the spliff than the beer.  She was
wearing a dark denim skirt and a white polo top.  From where Dan lay he saw
an expanse of her lithe thighs; and the polo top showed her budding breast
quite plainly.  Dan settled down to spy on them.  This was not acceptable
behavior.  Two boys of maybe sixteen to eighteen, beer, dope and an
underage girl in a secluded spot was not a healthy mix.  Dan took his
camera from his pocket and turned it on.  The camera beeped as the lens
came out and he quickly covered it with his hand fearing they might hear
it. He manipulated the menu and turned the sound off.  For the next few
minutes he took a series of pictures and a short video of Lucy drinking
beer and sharing the joint.  He was concerned she had drunk her beer so
quickly and the shaggy boy threw her another can as soon as he had
discarded the empty one in the lake.  Dan frowned at Lucy's trashing the
lake.  Dan was quietly worried he knew what was going down.  The boy's were
going to get the girl stoned and or drunk and he was sure they intended to
have their way with her one way or the other.  If she was lucky, she might
get away with blowing them.  If she was unlucky the worst could happen;
they could fuck her and Dan was sure that was the bottom line for these two
pricks.  He started to weigh up what he would do if they made a move on
her. Both teens were not overly big but the black haired one looked wiry as
if he did sport or worked out.  The other one was more callow and weedy so
Dan recognized Black Hair as the probable opponent if and when he burst out
revealing himself.  Surprise would be his advantage and he was hoping they
would initially run for it if he charged out.  But then he had to get her
away before they could follow; either on foot or in their car.  If they
chose their car, they had to make a three-point turn to turn it around and
he could most likely get her to his car before they could head him off. 
These thoughts occupied his mind and he did a double take as he saw Lucy
sprawl forward onto her hands and knees after she had clearly finished her
second beer in quick order.  Their voices were low; barely audible and
Black Hair shuffled towards the crawling girl.  As Dan lay watching, he saw
the boy sitting against the car door flatten his legs down and Dan's eyes
opened wide.  The kid had his cock out of the front of his jeans and Lucy
was giggling as she crawled towards it on all fours.  This was the moment
he had to strike; yet he stayed still.  Watching in awe as the young
preteen hovered over the boy's cock and Dan could see clearly as she took
it in her hand and took the kid into her mouth.  Dan's mouth went dry and
he swallowed hard and peered intently at the developing scene.  About
thirty seconds into taking his prick in her lips, Dan was convinced Lucy
had been there before; perhaps literally with these two teens.  She knew
exactly what she was doing.  The beer and dope may have primed her but this
was not a first seduction of the girl.  He figured this was definitely a
repeat performance for Lucy.  He wondered what number this repeat actually
was.
   Dan lay enthralled at what developed.  He had long since abandoned any
thought of bursting out on them; realizing Lucy was totally willing.  As
she kneeled and sucked the kid on the ground, Black Hair moved behind her
and lifted her skirt.  She giggled and said something and went back to
sucking the other kid's piece.  Dan`s mouth was half open and his tongue
was curled to one side in concentration as he watched the dark haired kid
feel Lucy up from behind.  Eventually the kid started drawing her panties
down so she tottered on each knee in turn as he pulled them down her legs
so they hooked at one ankle.  Dan's eyes opened wide as the dark haired kid
pushed his jeans and shorts down to his knees and he shuffled up behind her
on his knees.  What Dan witnessed for the next ten or twelve minutes, was
Black Hair fucking the preteen quite vigorously from behind.  Lucy was
somewhat distracted by the kid fucking her and the shaggy haired guy had to
frequently pull her mouth back to his cock.  The two boys double-teamed her
and she went along with it.  Dan was excited by what he saw and he took
numerous photographs of the sex act.  Eventually Black Hair started rutting
harder and he was obviously cumming in the girl.  Dan wondered how advanced
Lucy was towards puberty.  Could she get pregnant?  He'd not seen the kid
put on a condom.  As the boy finished fucking, Lucy went back to sucking
the kid in front of her.  This effort was short lived as the kid rolled to
one side and pushed Lucy over onto her back.  Standing and shucking his
jeans and shorts to his ankles, Shaggy crawled towards her and the girl
opened her legs and lifted her knees so her short skirt rode up to crotch
level.  After fumbling for a few moments with his hand, shaggy obviously
got his cock into the little girl.  Lucy's arms came up around his
shoulders and she lay passive as the shaggy haired kid took his turn
fucking her.  The black haired kid pulled his pants back up and sat back on
his haunches although he didn't do the belt up or zip the flies.  He just
covered his bare ass but the front of his jeans were open.  Dan was sure
round two for him was to come.
   Shaggy finished much quicker than Black Hair; probably because he was
closer to cumming from Lucy sucking him.  As he rolled off the girl Lucy
lay and lowered her knees and Black Hair got her another beer.  She hauled
herself up so her back was against the car door and for all intents and
purpose she was full dressed sitting by the car; except for her panties
hooked around one ankle which she ignored.  They each had another beer or
two and Black Hair rolled a second joint.  By now Dan could tell the girl
was quite out of it; stoned or drunk or both.  After what seemed like a
short rest, the boys crouched and began stripping her.  Lucy looked very
sleepy and she gave them no help; yet she didn't or couldn't resist.  They
took her shirt and training bra off and as Shaggy bent over her and mouthed
and tweaked her tits, Dark Hair had reached under her and undid the zipper
on her skirt at the back.  Soon the boys had her naked and Dan watched
enthralled as they manhandled her around and inspected her cunt and tits.
Black Hair laid her on one side and shucking his jeans and shorts
completely, he straddled the leg against the ground and entered her;
holding her upper leg up and hooked over his shoulder.  Perhaps a position
the boy might have been trying out; maybe noted on a porn clip or in a porn
magazine.  As he fucked the girl vigorously on her side, shaggy moved to
her head and kneeled with his crotch in front of Lucy's face.  As Black
Hair fucked her, Shaggy lifted the girl's lolling head and feebly sucked
Shaggy; the boy's cock frequently slipping from Lucy's lips due to the
jostling Black Hair's fucking was causing.  Black Hair eventually came
noisily and rutted roughly into the girl; causing her head to flop about
harder and it bump the door of the car; her lips jerked off Shaggy's cock.
Black Hair had barely finished when Shaggy, exasperated by Lucy's poor
effort at sucking him, rolled her on her back and quickly got into her.  He
fucked her more energetically than his first time and came quickly in
matter of two or three minutes.  Dan was turned on by what he saw and
rolled onto one side and worked his stiff cock in his cargo pants.  He
lasted a few moments and came hard in his shorts he was so turned on by the
cruder second fucking Lucy was subjected to by the boys.
   Two fucks each in one afternoon must have been their quota.  No sooner
had Shaggy filled the young girl's cunt a second time, than Black Hair was
making noises about getting going.  The two boys tidied up their pants
while Lucy kneeled quite drunk, and tried to put her bra and top on.  As
she fumbled and struggled with her upper garments, Black Hair in particular
became impatient and eventually went and sat behind the wheel of the car.
Shaggy helped Lucy with her clothes and by the time he helped her to stand,
the car engine was running and Shaggy had to pull Lucy out of the way while
Black Hair reversed back and turned the car around.  Lucy was bundled into
the back of the car by Shaggy and Dan saw the car move out of sight past
the densest part of the thicket and back along the more open trail to the
road from where they had all come from.  By the time he got back to his car
they had gone.
   ***
   Lucy's door was closed when he had returned to Dora's.  Dora herself was
nowhere to be seen but she arrived shortly after he had come home.  She had
hobbled up the stairs and greeted him from his doorway.  She asked if Lucy
had been any trouble while she was out and Dan deduced that Lucy must have
told Dora he would take care of her while Dora was out.  Lucy probably said
she had asked Dan to look after her and told Dora he had agreed.  Dora
peeked into Lucy's room briefly and came back along the hall with a grin.
   "She's fast asleep," she chuckled.  "She said she had homework to do.  I
hope she was no trouble for you," Dora whispered as if she would wake Lucy.
   Dan smiled and shook his head; knowing Lucy was probably out cold from
the effects of the beer and joints she had shared in.  She couldn't have
beaten him home by much so he was sure she had no time to shower and clean
herself up.  She probably went straight to her room and crashed on her bed.
Dora smiled and whispered "supper's at seven if you want to share with us"
and she patted his shoulder as a sign of thank you in belief he looked
after the girl while she was out.  She shuffled to the stairs to go down to
her sitting room.  Dan watched the stocky woman go; walking carefully with
her arthritic hips.  He shook his head slowly.  Part in genuine feeling for
Dora's frail legs and part for her not knowing just how little he had done
to ensure Lucy was safe and well that afternoon.  `If you only knew' he
thought to himself and went into his room.  For the next hour he downloaded
the photographs he took of the teens with Lucy to his laptop and then onto
a memory stick.  He had no intention of keeping what amounted to kiddy porn
on his company laptop permanently.  His company IT team often did spot
audits of employee's hard drives and he had no intention of them finding
the photos he took of Lucy being fucked that afternoon.  Making sure he had
completely eradicated the photos stored temporarily while he transferred
them off his laptop, Dan then surfed through the photos.  Discarding a few
that showed little, or were out of focus.  He had about fifty-seven
explicit photos of Lucy sucking Shaggy and being fucked by both boys;
numerous pictures of each they took turns with her.  The pictures were
clear undisputed evidence what the two boys did to the preteen.  Both boy's
easily recognizable as was their car.
   At about six-thirty Dan heard Lucy's door open.  He tiptoed to his door
and opened it carefully.  Peering along the hall he saw the girl dressed in
a bathrobe, disappear into the bathroom.  She had clearly slept off some of
the beer and dope and realized she needed to get cleaned up.  He waited
near the door and soon heard the distant rumble of the pipes as Lucy turned
the shower on.  Satisfied that is what she was doing, Dan snuck along to
her room.  He went inside and saw the bed was messed up where the kid had
climbed under the bed cover.  He noticed the wicker laundry hamper in the
corner and went across.  All of the clothes the girl had worn that day were
in the hamper.  Checking the door as if he might be surprised by Dora or
Lucy unexpectedly returning, Dan rummaged around and found Lucy's little
girl panties; white cotton with yellow ducklings on them.  He pushed them
in his pocket and went quickly back to his room.  Sitting on the bed with
his door locked, Dan inspected the panties carefully.  The semen stains
were clear.  The kid had pulled them on when she was half drunk and the
boys cum had slowly seeped back from her body and soaked the crotch which
was quite stiff.
   "Plenty of DNA here," Dan muttered to himself.
   He retrieved a plastic baggie he kept a number of ink pens in from his
laptop bag; sealed to prevent them staining the bag should they leak.  He
put the panties in the baggie and zipped the lock closed.  This he would
hold as material evidence to go with the photographs.  He had no way of
knowing if semen from both boys would make DNA identification invalid if it
mingled.  Perhaps he was lucky enough to have several clear spots
identifiable to each boy.  No matter.  He actually had no strategy for
blowing the whistle on what he saw.  The panties were very much
just-in-case he did expose what he had witnessed that day.  But the
experience did pose Dan a dilemma.  The longer he went without telling what
had happened to Lucy, the more questionable, or suspicious, his inaction
might appear.  If he was genuinely appalled by what he saw, why didn't he
stop it?  He could argue he feared for his safety because he was
outnumbered.  Or it would be their word against his anything was about to
happen if he had of confronted them before the sex with Lucy.  Certainly
they could have stopped and discard the booze and the grass if he had of
challenged them before Lucy was raped.  But on the other hand, and most
importantly, it would have prevented the statutory rape which anyone would
see should have been his prime motivation to have acted; yet he did not. 
By the Tuesday, despite his careful grooming of the photos and hiding
Lucy's cum-stained panties, it would now be difficult to tell the police.
His own failure to help had put him in an intolerable situation whereby he
could be seen as just as culpable as the kids who actually fucked her.  He
felt impotent about what to do about what he saw.
   It was Lucy who charted the course going forward.  At supper that Sunday
night, the girl had been subdued and Dora had asked her if was she ill? 
She mumbled she was tired and excused herself and went to her room.  She
had ignored Dan whereas normally there was a precociousness about her that
bordered on out and out teasing him with her budding sexuality.  By the
Monday the effects of the beer and dope the day before had gone; and by
Tuesday any possible guilt or concern the effect the gangbang by her two
teen boyfriends had, was clearly dissipated.  That evening after Dan
returned from eating, she went past his door and playfully banged on it to
annoy him.  He got up from the desk and went to the door and opened it. 
She was walking to her bedroom dressed in a very short night dress and she
turned and walked backwards as she faced him; and grinned provocatively at
him.  A sort of `I-dare-you-to-do-anything' grin as she slowly back pedaled
to her bedroom door.  Dan stood fuming at her; wanting to slap her face for
being a nuisance and a tease.  Her small boobs and nipples were easily
visible against the threadbare material and the hem of the garment was only
an inch or two below her preteen crotch.  As she arrived at her door, she
went `ow' as if she stood on something sharp in the carpet, and she lifted
her bare foot to inspect it.  The sharp object none existent and the young
girl used it as a ploy to simply hoist her foot and show Dan a crotch shot
of the white panties she wore under the night gown.  She stood with one
hand against her door jamb and the other holding up the ankle of the
`injured' foot so she could inspect it; and her plump sex with the slight
depression of the slit was visible behind the cotton; clearly defined in
relief.  Something snapped.  Dan stalked towards her and grabbed her arm.
Lucy was taken by surprise and yet she did not call out or even struggle.
If she truly believed he meant to harm her she would have screamed blue
murder.  This ruse of the sore foot might be a deliberate ploy to trap him
into doing something precipitate and get him kicked out.  Yet she simply
allowed herself to be dragged to Dan's room.  Dora was an early to bed
person and at ten o'clock, she had retired half an hour earlier.  Dan
manhandled Lucy into his room.  She didn't struggle but did protest feebly
in a hushed voice.  Dan realized she had no intention of causing a loud
ruckus to alert Dora and she wasn't alarmed at being bundled into his room.
Perhaps this is what she had planned all along; provocative behavior to
make Dan react.  Yet she could always say he attacked her if it turned
sour. Dan shoved her into the middle of his room near the end of his bed.
She turned and looked defiant; daring him to do something untoward.  Dan
locked the door and for the first time since she had rapped on his door,
Lucy suddenly looked a little troubled about what had now happened.
   "You're such a smart little bitch," Dan growled quietly; thinking Dora
below might hear.  "I'll show you just how smart you are...NOT!" he
exclaimed.
   Lucy looked worried no; realizing Dan was genuinely het up about her. 
This wasn't how he had supposed to ret.  She was just trying to tease him
for sport.  Although hadn't laid a hand on her since shoving her into his
bedroom, she was now worried.  He went to his briefcase and took out the
memory stick and glaring at her, he plugged it in to his laptop.  As soon
as the hardware was ready he opened the folder and clicked on the first
picture the mouse hit.  The screen filled with Lucy crouched over Shaggy
with his cock in her lips; at the six times optical zoom his camera was
capable of.  Lucy stood absolutely flabbergasted.
   "Surprised are you?" Dan growled.  "Well what about this one...and this
one?" he sneered as he paged through the photos.
   Lucy was stunned; rooted to the spot staring at the images Dan paged
through of her sucking Shaggy and being fucked by Black Hair.  And then
Shaggy fucking her...and so on.  She was trembling slightly by the time he
finished.
   "Not such a smart little cock tease now are we?" Dan sneered. 
"Oh...actually it seems you're not a complete tease as those two creeps are
having a wonderful time...and you seem to be quite happy about it as well,"
he growled.
   Lucy looked at Dan and tried to speak but her lips trembled and she
couldn't utter a sound.  She glanced at the locked door and then back at
Dan and back to the laptop which had a shot of her being double-teamed.
   "Not so lippy now are we?" Dan said with a lilt of triumph in his voice.
"Who are these assholes anyway?"
   Lucy fidgeted and bit her bottom lip; her face strained with concern at
the situation she was now in.
   "Who are these cocksuckers?" Dan growled and she jumped at his tone of
voice and the crudity.
   "Mikey and Harlan," she whispered.
   "Which is which?" Dan shot back.
   "Mikey is the dark haired one," she said, her voice trembling.
   "How do you know them?  They're quite a bit older than you," Dan said,
noting she was on the verge of tears.
   "Harlan's sister...Belle...she's in my class at school.  They gave us a
lift home after school one day.  I met them then," she said; her voice
almost a whisper.
   "How many times...like Sunday?" he said and noted his mouth was dry.
   He was feeling excited sensing he could get her to tell him what had
gone before Sunday and he was expectant in finding out.  Lucy shuffled
uneasily and wiped a stray tear from one eye.
   "I dunno...maybe four, maybe five times," she mumbled.
   "Four or five?" Dan said with a snort of incredulity.  "You have been a
busy girl.  Are you sure that's it?"
   "Maybe a coupla times with Harlan...before Mikey," she whispered and her
lips started to tremble again and tears streamed from both eyes but she did
not openly cry.
   "I get it.  Harlan has it with you and invites Mikey along for some,"
Dan said loftily.  "He's a good friend."
   Lucy wiped her eyes and Dan studied her.
   "Did it ever occur to you that you might get pregnant?" he said a little
easier on her.
   She looked at him with some surprise and shook her head.
   "I haven't started periods yet," she said meekly.
   "Ha!  Dream on!" Dan snorted.  "Girls can get knocked up before their
periods," he exclaimed.
   Lucy stared at him digesting this information.
   "You can become fertile before you have your first period," he said a
little softer in tone.  "There are plenty of cases where girls have had sex
before a period and become pregnant.  Trust me...it's a fact.  You were
dicing with death having unprotected sex.  And God knows what you might
catch from these assholes.  I bet you're not the only one they're hitting
on," he said evenly.
   She stared at him; now doubly worried about her situation.  Not only had
she been caught having sex, apparently she could get pregnant; could be
pregnant already even.
   "Listen to me Lucy," Dan began leaning towards her.  "You never see
these assholes again, have you got it?" If you so much as glance at their
car, and I find out about it, you're toast."
   She nodded feebly and looked uncomfortable.  He studied her.  She was
beautiful.  Genuine prime jail bait and he felt exhilarated he had bested
her and held all the cards now.  She would be under his control.  She
stared at him as he stood openly ogling her; being as she was so scantily
dressed.  Showing herself off to tease him now seemed a bad idea.  Dan
stepped towards her and thrust a hand under her nightgown and grabbed her
sex in his fingers and she staggered and grabbed his arm.  Her first
instinct was to fight but given the evidence of her Sunday outing was there
on his laptop, she did not resist.
   "This is how it is going to be my big grown up girl...you will do
whatever I say...whatever I want.  In short, you are mine for as long as I
want or else these pictures go to the police.  And these assholes go to
prison and you into a state welfare home for juveniles," he said sternly.
"And Dora will be humiliated knowing the authorities think she can't look
after you," he added a little more deliberately.
   Lucy looked on the verge of tears again but she was able to muster her
voice.
   "Please...please don't Dan," she whispered; her voice breaking lightly.
"Please don't tell anyone.  It would kill Dora...please don't tell..." she
said finally dissolving into tears.
   She looked up at him helplessly as he held her by her crotch.
   "I just want to be liked," she whispered as the tears rolled down her
cheeks.
   She seemed more concerned about the pictures and risk of exposure than
the fact he was holding her between the legs.  Dan was surprised at the
heat of her sex and he had moved his fingers involuntarily as he had
sneered at her.  She hardly flinched from his touch, yet she was clearly
frightened of the whole situation.
   "Your mine," he said in a softer tone; and his middle and index fingers
framed the sides of her vulva outside of her panties.  She stood passive;
her face strained with tears and wondering pensively what he was going to
do next.  Dan reached under the night gown and took the waist band of her
panties and slid them down.  As they came to her shins, without flinching
she helped him by stepping out of them.  Dan was excited and turned on by
the control he had exercised over her.  And the carnal pleasure in handling
the girl's sex and stripping her panties.  He stripped the thin night gown
from her body and seeing her nude, he suddenly wanted her badly.  No
thought that he was the father of a daughter that had gone through this
stage in her life.  He wanted what those punks had taken at the lake three
days earlier.
   "Your mine," he said softly and he pushed her to her knees.  "Take it
out," he said almost breathlessly and he fondled her budding breasts and
squeezed her nipples.
   Lucy gasped at the sharp pain in her nipples but she quickly set about
opening his flies and soon she had his thick hard cock in her hand; her
eyes wide in awe at how big he was compared to the boy's cocks.  She had
handled more cocks than the two boys on Sunday.  Lucy was quite the
pleaser. But she had never seen or handled an adult man's cock.  She was
now mesmerized and excited by the big cock.  All of the boys she had
handled were circumcised.  It was almost commonplace in recent times to
circumcise boys at birth.  But Dan was of a different generation and he
wasn't circumcised.  And now her fear had turned to genuine awe of the cock
and the foreskin she slowly pulled back and forth with her hand; and Lucy
relaxed in a familiar pose.  The head of his cock became slick with the
copious amount of precum he had dribbled in excitement.  With a knowing
glance up at Dan's face staring down at her, Lucy took the big cock in her
mouth and started to suck it; all the while slowly moving her hand up and
down the shaft as she sucked.  Her hand was barely able to go around the
girth of Dan's cock.
   "That's better," Dan said quietly.  "You know your place now girl" he
said evenly; and he gasped and groaned in delight as she swirled her tongue
and glanced up at him.  "Keep that up and you definitely will be liked," he
said reflecting back to her plaintive excuse earlier.
   She was becoming more assured now.  She had to admit she had thought
about this since Dan had come to stay.  Her provocative behavior had been
deliberate although she had expected he wouldn't be trapped into doing
anything.  Most men were too afraid of the consequences.  The growing
instances of sex with older middle school boys, and high school boys, were
a practical diversion to her thoughts of sex with a mature man.  And now it
had come true with a vengeance.
   ***
   The sexual equivalent of a damn burst that Tuesday night.  All of the
moral strength and values that Dan had previously built up as a father,
husband, and parent, had been eroded when he had his extramarital affair.
Now those values had vanished as he had taken a drastic step and he was now
sexually abusing this young girl.  The weight of pent up emotion of his
affair and his divorce, and separation from his children, was released as
he indulged himself with the preteen ward of the boarding house owner. 
Dan's last vestige of moral fiber and responsibility evaporated as he
fucked the girl to the point Lucy was in a deep sleep in his bed as the
first birds began to sing at daybreak next morning.  The small perfect girl
with a budding woman waiting to break out; lying naked beside him in bed.
Exhausted from three bouts of vigorous fucking Dan had visited on her.
   The first time he took her she lay back and spread her legs as he
kneeled and wiped the cock coated with precum and Lucy's saliva, all around
her slit and he eased in.  The little girl wrapping her legs around his
hips as she had learned during sex with boys.  As he slowly went deeper,
she slid her hands around his neck and hugged herself to him; raising her
hips as he pushed in.  Dan fucked evenly at first.  Lucy was gasping and
making quite "uh...uh...uh...uh" noises in her throat as Dan's big cock
butted against her tender insides; the response becoming more a guttural
grunt as he went deeper and faster before coming deep inside of her.  The
little girl hugging him tightly; and holding her mouth open and gasping as
his cock seemed to push right up into her very being.  Stretching her open
and thudding against her cervix.  He gasped and panted and cried out;
trying to stifle the noise as much as he could for fear he might wake Dora.
But the old lady was too far away in the house; and fast asleep and
oblivious to the fact her adult border was fucking her preteen ward.  The
two rested; Dan sliding off of her and pulling her into the crook of his
arm and they dozed.
   Sometime after midnight he roused her with a series of tender kisses and
felt between her legs and roved his hands over her budding breasts and taut
little nipples.  After caressing and feeling her sex, he lay flat and
nudged her down and she lay half across him and sucked his cock for what
seemed like ages.  Her jaw was tiring and ached from being open so wide and
for so long to take him in her mouth.  Dan was subtly trying to force the
cock deeper; Lucy clamping her hand around it to restrict how deep he could
go.  Eventually Dan rolled her on her back and took her legs at the ankles
and spread them and lifted her feet high.  He eased forward and smiled in
delight as the little girl reached for his hard thick cock and presented it
at the opening of her vagina.  Moving his hips gently, Dan penetrated her
quite easily and he leaned over her and settled in to a nice languid
fucking.  Knowing he would not come quickly, having cum not long before. 
He worked in and out and cradled her head as she clung to him; her hands
around his shoulders and her heels hooked over his buttocks.  He stayed in
her for considerable time.  Bringing himself back from the edge numerous
times to soak quietly in her heat and tightness.  Before slowly working
himself back to the brink; only to pull back once more to savor the sex in
carnal glee.  When he came the second time he hugged her as if his life
depended on it, and the girl closed he eyes tight and clenched her teeth as
the cock once more seemed to pierce to her inner core.
   They slept soundly until near dawn when Dan woke sensing she had gone. A
sense of alarm rushed through him and he heaved a sigh of relief as he saw
the silhouette come through his bedroom door and she climbed back into bed.
He could hear the toilet flushing along the hall and realized she had got
up to pee.  Their being awake started another bout of sex.  Dan's cock was
hard to burst as his bladder was full.  Lucy sucked him once more but it
was really a token effort as Dan felt his cock would explode, it was so
engorged with blood; a true morning-wood piss-hard boner.  He rolled her on
her side and lifted one leg, as he had seen the black haired kid mounting
her at the lake.  Straddling the inner thigh of her leg against the
mattress, Dan fucked her vigorously while holding her upper leg up against
his torso.  He came quickly with Lucy gasping and grunting as he reamed her
deeply.  Gasping and panting in delirium, Dan lowered her leg and allowed
her to lie on her back.  He bent over her and tenderly played with her
breasts and then kissed her throat, ears and lips' finally cuddling into
her.  They dozed off once again.  She fortunately woke first and grabbing
his arm and looking at his watch, she sat up realizing it was gone seven
o'clock.  Dora would be up to rouse her out of bed for school as usual. 
She quickly hopped out of bed and pulled the thin threadbare nightgown on
and pulled on her cotton panties.  He stirred and rolled towards where she
should have been and realizing she wasn't there, lifted his head and saw
her slip from his room.  He looked blankly at the door closing behind her
and for a minute or two his sleepy mind had to remind him of what had
transpired the night before.  He rolled onto his back and placed a hand
over his face as a sign of concern.  He had had sex with a girl younger
than his own daughter.  Not once but three times.  He had lain in hiding
and watched two teenagers take turns at having sex with her and he, Dan
Wheeler, did nothing.  He lay and pondered his actions for twenty minutes
or so and then realized he had to get up as well.  He made his bed quickly
to cover the cum stained bed sheets.
   Despite his own moral values and the plain realization that what he had
done and had witnessed happening to Lucy was wrong, Dan got through his
work day with only a few pangs of regret.  He could not put his finger on
why he wasn't more appalled at his behavior.  Perhaps it was because he had
no real fear of discovery.  Is that how all men would act?  Do the
unspeakable if they knew no one would ever know what they had done?  It had
been part of his rational when he cheated on his wife.  Only he had been
caught out.  He knew Dora was a deep sleeper and a little deaf as well.  He
and Lucy being on the same floor and one room apart had made it easy for
him to usher her into his room without Dora ever suspecting.  And he was
sure Lucy would not squeal.  He had already told her she would go into
state care if her liaison with the teens was ever revealed.  It was the
same threat that would apply if she thought about squealing on Dan.  His
pangs of conscience were largely driven by his own values reminding him it
was very wrong.  But those pangs of conscience had all but dissipated with
the joy of the illicit sex experienced with the nubile Lucy the night
before.  By the end of the day, he was impatient to get back to Dora's and
close to Lucy once more.
   As usual she was in her room when he arrived home; supposedly doing
homework before she and Dora had supper.  Dan put his laptop and briefcase
in his room and then walked quietly along the hall to Lucy's room.  He
tapped lightly, and without being asked to enter, he opened the door and
stuck his head in.  She was lying on her side on her bed reading a book. 
She looked up an uncertain smile came to her face when she saw it was him.
What was he going to say?
   "Hey there," Dan said.  "You OK?"
   She nodded.
   "Yeah...fine...why shouldn't I be?" she answered with a weak grin.
   "No reason," he answered.  "Oh...one thing," he began, lowering his
voice further.  "You know what I said last night...about girls getting
pregnant before they have their periods...well you can't get pregnant by
me. I've had a vasectomy...after our son was born.  I couldn't make you
pregnant even if I wanted to," he said with a sly smile.  "So you're as
safe as houses.  We have nothing to fear on that score."
   She looked genuinely relieved at what he had just said and she smiled
sheepishly at him and nodded.
   "That's good," she said softly.
   He could see an expanse of her thigh as she was wearing a short skirt
that had risen up her legs.  He stared at the spot just under the dress
where her crotch would be.  Her sheepish expression slowly turned to an
impish grin; knowing what he was looking at and why he looked at her that
way.
   "I'm just off out for some dinner," he said.  "I'll be back before
nine."
   "Dora will be in bed nine-thirty as usual," she said with a knowing
smile.
   There was a brief silence.
   "Come to my room after Dora is in bed?" Dan said; his voice almost an
excited croak but his words wee a directive.
   "OK," she whispered.
   "Maybe after ten...make sure Dora has settled for the night," he said
with a knowing smile.
   She grinned and poked her tongue out a little.  He winked and left.
   ***
   As he sat in the cheap diner eating meatloaf and mashed potatoes, Dan
thought about the young girl's firm budding young body.  He was half hard
in his pants when he walked from the diner to his car at about eight-fifty.
He went straight to Dora's living room after arriving back at the house and
the two adults sat and chatted for about twenty minutes before Dan excused
himself.  Bidding her good night, he went up to his room and went to his
brief case.  He took out a bottle of lubricant.  He had bought it that
afternoon.  He knew his precum and Lucy's saliva on his cock were not
sufficient for prolonged sex with the girl; given she was still small in
comparison to his length and girth.  And despite the fact she had had sex
numerous times, always with barely pubescent boys and callow youths, he
knew he caused her some discomfort when he fucked her.  Dan turned his bed
down and set up his laptop on the desk and checked his emails.  He
undressed and put on his robe and went to the bathroom and spent about
fifteen minutes flossing and brushing his teeth.  After he had finished his
pre-bed ablutions, he then wandered back to his bedroom; pausing and
listening before he went into his room to see if there was any sound from
downstairs.  It was approaching ten o'clock and he was banking on Dora
being in bed.  Satisfied there was no sound of Dora still moving about or
her television going, Dan walked past his bedroom door and stopped outside
Lucy's.  Taking one furtive glance over his shoulder in the direction of
the stairs, he slowly turned the handle and stepped in.  The room was dark
but Lucy had not pulled her curtains completely so there was a shaft of
moonlight across her bed.  He saw her sit up as she heard the door open.
   "Come on Lucy," he said in a hushed voice.
   Without a word the preteen hopped out of bed and he ushered her to his
room and inside; locking the door behind them.  There was a single table
lamp on the computer desk and this threw a weak light around the room. 
Lucy was wearing a pair of boxer shorts and an old tee shirt with a red
heart on the chest; her little breasts obvious with their pointy little
nipples.  Lucy had turned to watch him lock the door and she had her butt
perched against the end of his bed.  Dan looked at her hungrily and walked
towards her, stopping just in front of her.  Lucy stared at him with an
expectant look on her face.  Dan nodded downwards his crotch and she
grinned and knelt before him and undid the belt on his robe.  He heard her
gasp audibly as she saw he was rock hard in anticipation.  She took the
cock in her hand and stroked it several times and then with a quick glance
up at Dan's face, she lowered her head over the cock and took him into her
mouth.  Already assured she was a practiced little cocksucker, Dan let her
suck and stroke him as she pleased for about five or six minutes.  Dan's
heart beat fast and the only sound in the room was Lucy's diligent slurping
and sucking and occasional breaks to gulp air into her lungs.  Dan gently
moved her hands off his cock and placed them against each thigh.  She
glanced up with the cock in her mouth and quickly realized he wanted her to
suck him without handling him.  Pursing her mouth tight on the cock, she
held his upper thighs and moved her head back and forth; using her mouth
like her tight little cunt.  Dan slowly moved his hips and occasionally she
gagged and pulled back.  Lucy's saliva was dripping off Dan's cock and
matting in his pubic hair.  He was ecstatic watching her lips formed around
the cock and the big organ sliding in and out of her mouth.  Lucy began to
tire after about ten or twelve minutes.  Her jaw was beginning to ache and
the backs of her knees burning with her having squatted in one place for so
long.  Dan could see she was starting to waver on the soles of her feet and
he chuckled.
   "Time for a change of pace," he said softly and he helped her stand.
   The girl groaned as the circulation was restored to the backs of her
legs and she felt a surge of tingling and itchiness as she stood up.  Dan
quickly shucked her tee shirt and embraced her and kissed and fondled her
breasts.  Lucy sighed.  She did like it when he touched her breasts.  There
was something connected to her inner self that made her feel warm and
relaxed, and she cradled his head as he worked the little nubbins over. 
Dan pushed a hand down the top of her shorts and felt her bare sex and
stroked her slit.  Lucy moaned as she knew she should and pushed her hips
to his searching hand.  Dan had had enough foreplay.  The sex to come was
for him.  He would see what he might do for her later but right now he just
wanted to fuck her.  He slid her shorts off her hips and down her slim legs
and she stepped out of them.  Picking her up he gently eased her back on
the bed and followed her on his knees.  When her head came to the pillows,
Dan turned her and she rolled onto her stomach.  He kneeled between her
spread legs and fingered her; noting the brown pucker of her anus.  He
reached past her to the nightstand and took the lubricant and flipped the
cap.  For the next few minutes he lubricated her vagina; pushing his slick
fingers as deep as he could into he to make her slippery.  He noted with
some satisfaction that she loosened a little with his fingering and after
he was sure she was wet enough with lube, he sat on his haunches and rubbed
the excess lube from his fingers to his cock.  He tapped her butt.
   "Up on your knees," he instructed, and Lucy dragged her knees forward
and lifted her butt.
   Dan nudged her inner thighs and she spread her knees wider.  Positioning
himself close into her butt, he stabbed at her sex lips; Lucy reaching back
to help ensure he did not fold he labia back in as he tried to enter.  Dan
was pleased she was taking an active interest in the mechanics of the fuck
about to begin.  He watched her thick labia spread as the mushroom head
disappeared; Lucy's fingers lightly gripping his shaft.  He eased forward
and watched in bliss as more of his cock disappeared inside the preteen. 
After he was properly engaged, he leaned over her and pushed harder.  Lucy
gasped and bowed her head to the pillow and Dan pushed home after a couple
of quick outward moves.  Lucy groaned and trembled and she felt he was
going to drive her flat on her stomach.  Dan wrapped an arm under her
midriff to support her and for the next six to seven minutes, he slow
fucked her.  Penetrating her as deep as he could go and reveling in the
little girl's gasping and soft "uh...uh...uh" noises as he shoved deep each
in-stroke.  He indulged himself in the little girl.  Each time he felt he
might start cumming; he pulled back and took his cock out for a few
moments. Slapping it on her inner butt cheek and nudging it around the
valley of her buttocks; pausing briefly to tap against her anus.  Then
slipping back in and pushing all the way in; Lucy groaning and lifting her
head and then lowering her forehead to the pillow once more.  Dan drew the
fuck out for nearly twenty-five minutes until he missed holding himself
back and he felt the exquisite release of impending ejaculation.  Realizing
he had lost it, he grabbed Lucy's hips and started fucking her quickly. 
Urgently seeking that rhythm that he knew would maximize the pleasure as he
came.  Gasping and groaning as he shoved deeper into her, Dan started
cumming hard.  Flooding her with spurt after spurt; strong and hard and
making his body tingle and tremble.  He fucked her so vigorously Lucy could
not hold herself on her knees and as he slammed her as his spurts weakened,
Dan drove Lucy's body flat onto the bed.  He was eventually lying along her
back with his cock sheathed deep inside of her; gasping and breathing
heavily as he lay spent on her back.
   He opened his eyes at some hour.  The light on the table was still on
and Lucy was lying with her back to him; half on her side half on her
stomach with her legs scissored so he could see the labia framed between
her taught young buttocks.  Dan had been lying behind her on his side and
now he rolled onto his back and looked at his watch.  It was two fifteen.
He noted they had been asleep for nearly four hours.  The glorious fuck had
wasted both of them and they must have simply just dozed off.  He quietly
slipped out of bed and went and turned the table lamp off; slipping back
onto the bed.  Fortunately it was warm so there was no need to try and coax
her under the covers.  He moved up close behind her and put an arm over her
shoulder to gather her in.  This time he drifted off to sleep fully aware
of where he was and who he was with.  Feeling satisfied about his
situation. No more pangs of regret.  She was here and she was his; as much
as he wanted her.
   ***
   That night set the routine.  Dan fucked her just before day break. 
Waking the young nymph and steering her to his early morning hard on.  She
crouched over him sleepily and stroked and sucked the big cock.  She had
woken up rapidly when he put her hand on it and in the half light, it
looked huge.  He rolled her onto her back and had her hold her legs; her
hands gripping behind her knees as Dan shoved into her and fucked her
quickly and energetically.  The little girl grunting and panting as the big
cock spread her open and thudded into her tender insides.  Dan cumming hard
and filling her a second time that night.  After he had had spent himself
in her, he rolled off her, dragging her with him so she nestled in the
crook of his arm.  With a warm feeling of contentment, Lucy smiled to
herself and allowed herself to drift off to sleep; Dan's semen slithering
from her body and wetting the sheet.  Dan had set his alarm in his mobile
phone and he woke her and chased her gently back to her own room.  Dan
joined Lucy and Dora for a simple breakfast of toast and cereal and he and
Lucy left the house to Dora for another day; Lucy catching the bus and Dan
driving in the opposite direction to his office.  That night went much as
the previous night; Dan bringing the girl to his bed after giving Dora time
to retire and fall asleep.  Dan concentrated on one prolonged bout of sex
where he indulged himself carnally with the girl's body; fucking himself to
a joyous orgasm either this way or that.  He routinely went through the
usual range of sexual positions; Lucy sitting on top astride of him; or on
her back, or kneeling, or lying on her side.  Each longer bout followed by
a short sharp dawn breaking fuck where Dan would release his early morning
wood.  As the days slipped into the next week and the next week, Lucy was
perfectly at ease with spending the nights in Dan's bed.
   The third weekend after the sex began; Dora once again mentioned she
wanted to visit her friend at the county sanitarium she had often gone to
visit.  Dan offered to drive her the more than one hour bus ride but she
declined with a warm thanks for his offer and said she would take the bus
as she always did.  But could he look after Lucy again?  Dan was mildly
amused with the `again' bit.  He'd never offered to look after her at all.
That was Lucy's lie to Dora that day Dan had spied on her with the two
teenagers by the reservoir lake.  When Dora had thought Dan was looking
after her.
   Dora left at ten o'clock; saying she would be back about four in the
afternoon.  After she had gone, Dan was in his room at his laptop looking
at pictures he had accumulated of houses.  The money from his house sale
was apparently being released the following week and he was feeling better
he could make an offer on a house.  But at present he had not found the
right house.  Some had various attributes on his list of requirements but
none fit the bill exactly; not one was that appealing to him.  Lucy came
into is room and came up to his shoulder.
   "What are you looking at?" she asked curious at why he had photos of
houses.
   "Seeing if any of these are the right house for me," he said with a
smile.
   "Why...you live here?" Lucy said quickly.
   "Not forever," Dan answered peering at the house on the screen.
   "You can't leave," Lucy said quietly.
   "I have to," he answered and looked at her.
   She seemed on the verge of tears.
   "What's wrong Lucy?" he asked with concern.
   "Don't leave me...everybody leaves," she said, her lips trembling.
   "Well I'll be here for awhile," he said reassuringly.
   "How long?" she asked.
   "I don't know.  Two, three months maybe," he answered.
   "No...that's not long...you can't leave me," she said and her eyes
watered.
   "OK...OK, just calm down.  There's plenty of time to sort something
out," he said turning and taking her arms lightly.
   She sniffed and bowed her head.
   "Come on Lucy.  Don't worry about me leaving just yet," he said and
smiled at her.  "And we have all day to fill in while Dora's away," he said
giving her arms a squeeze.
   They fucked, rested, fucked and rested and fucked once more; Dan
indulging himself with the naked preteen.  Impaling her for a considerable
time on his big cock.  The little girl abandoning herself freely to
whatever he wanted to do with her.  He stripped her and she lay back with
her legs apart and knees up as he knelt and worked her sex over with his
tongue.  She craned her neck to look along her body; her face a picture of
happy awe as she watched him eat her out.  Occasionally he would pause and
rub the top of her slit and he noted the faint layer of fine dark hairs
that were appearing on her pubis.  Then he went back to eating her again.
He reveled in her smell and taste; and the texture of her inner sex as he
fingered her while he sucked delicately at her vulva.  After he tired of
this, he straddled her chest and cradled her head as she took him in her
mouth and Lucy sucked him energetically.  Rewarding him for the time he had
spent with his mouth on her sex.  He reached behind himself and fondled her
tits just under his buttocks as he knelt over her upper chest.  Finally he
became too excited to let her continue and he slid back off of her and
kneeled between her legs.  Lucy anticipated he was going to enter her and
lifted her legs high and wide.  Dan noted how precise she was and deduced
she's been in this position before.  With a degree of jealousy he wasn't
the first to have her this way; he rubbed his slippery cock head around her
sex.  He thought briefly about the lube he had but he was too excited to
interrupt his desire to grease her, and instead he punched into her;
causing Lucy to groan and gasp as he stretched her and buried inside of
her. He seemed to fuck her forever.  Slowing as he got close to cumming;
and then speeding up to regain that delicious feeling just short of
ejaculation.  He took her legs at the ankles and pushed them together and
bent them back over her chest so her butt came up off the bed.  He glanced
down and saw her sex lips framed by her buttocks; and his cock sliding in
and out of her tightness.  After a few minutes of this he shifted her legs
over his shoulder and leaned over her and fucked her steadily for a few
minutes this way.
   Dan whispered to her as he fucked her.  Telling her how great she was;
and how tight and juicy her pussy was as he slid into her.  Lucy tried to
acknowledge this crude praise and her face flitted between smiles of
appreciation to strain and flushes of obvious discomfort as he reamed her
deep and stretched her.  She was in no pain but he was very big inside of
her and she was becoming fatigued at having her legs up and often crushed
back against her upper body.  Eventually Dan pulled out and her face showed
surprise at why he did this.  He turned her over on her stomach and pulled
her bodily down the bed, dragging her feet over the end so they touched the
floor.  With the girl bent over the bed and her legs wide apart, Dan
punched into her and fucked her vigorously until he came loudly; gasping
and groaning as he filled her with strong spurts of cum.  Lucy gasping and
moaning as it felt like he would come out of her mouth.  His cock felt so
deep it must be somewhere right up in her guts.  Eventually he pulled his
cock out and dragged his thumb down her sex which was slightly dilated and
reddened by the fuck.  He watched with some interest as his semen slithered
from her and he wiped an amount onto his thumb.  Reaching forward he had
her turn her head and he pushed the thumb into her mouth.  She had little
option but to obey despite a flush of revulsion.  She had tasted cum before
but this had come from out of her body and she wasn't entirely keen on
swallowing it.  Dan repeated the act a couple of more times until satisfied
he had cleaned the bulk of his cum from her.  Stepping back he sighed.
   "Phew...that was fantastic Lucy," he chuckled and he took her shoulder
and pulled her to stand up.
   She turned and grinned a little mawkishly at his apparent praise.
   "Just clean it off a little babe," he said with a smile and he tapped
her shoulder to kneel down.
   Lucy took his cock in her mouth and lovingly laved him clean.  She had
no qualms about sucking the cum from his cock despite her reservation about
sucking it from his thumb when he scooped it from her cunt.  He pulled her
up onto his bed after she had finished sucking him clean and she lay in the
crook of his arm and they dozed for about half an hour.  He came awake
first and lay looking at her; reveling in the perfection of her small
breasts and the taut little nipples.  Noting the swell of her pubis and the
faint awareness of her slowly thickening pubic bush; barely perceptible as
a faint dark shadow from a couple of feet away.  `The hairs will have to
go' he thought.  `She must remain bare down there.'
   He gently roused her and they lay as lovers do.  Dan gently quizzed her
for information and learned she had been sexually active for about a year,
starting with boys in her age group.  Furtive fumbles after school that led
to losing her virginity to the thirteen year old brother of a classmate. 
She said that the first time led to a series of other boys.  The boy who
took her virginity bragged and so others waited a chance to be in to; and
took it when it came.  Her desire to be liked and popular saw her
willingness to put out for older boys as her reputation grew quietly by
word of mouth.  Mikey and Harlan were the oldest and latest of her sexual
partners.  She saw them as sophisticated, especially being able to get beer
and grass; and they had a car.  Dan chided her on her naivete and warned
her about boys being out for what they could get; and not respecting girls
as equals.  He warned her also about the double standard where girls who
were promiscuous and put out easily were sluts and never admired.  But boys
who scored regularly were studs and often seen as other male's heroes; and
admired by girls as being experienced.  Lucy listened carefully to the
man's words of wisdom and her face fell as she recognized herself in Dan's
lecture.
   "So I'm a slut?" she asked ruefully.
   "No...of course you're not," he said hugging her.  "I think we stopped
you becoming one in time," he added but he knew she probably had a negative
reputation around her school already.
   He would see she went no further with the eager boys and teens that
coveted her or heard of her reputation.  She was his now anyway.  On the
strength of this, he rolled her away and guided her over him and she
started to fondle his cock.  He became half hard quickly and she took him
in her mouth and he became fully hard as she sucked and jacked him. 
Kneeling beside him and facing down as she bent over his lower abdomen. 
Dan slipped his fingers between her thighs and found her sex and slowly
caressed and stroked her; eventually sliding two fingers into her.  His
other hand fondled the closest breast hanging down as she bent over him. 
He teased and squeezed the nipple as he fingered her sex.  She was still
gooey from his cum yet he recognized he should lubricate her before the
inevitable second fuck he was working up to this afternoon.  He slowly
rolled towards his nightstand and grabbed the lube and flipping the cap,
poured a generous amount of the thick liquid on his fingertips.  He slowly
rubbed the lube into Lucy; pushing it in past the first knuckle of his
index and middle fingers.  He worked it around her vaginal opening and then
smeared the remainder on her perineum.  Taking more lube he repeated the
process only this time, his slick index finger smeared her anal pucker and
it caused her to lift her head off of his cock and turn her head back to
look at him.  He moved the finger away and satisfied he had stopped
fondling her anus, Lucy went back to work; slurping and jacking his hard
cock.  Dan repeated the lubing a third time only this time he started with
her anus and by the time she had lifted her head in light annoyance at the
impertinent finger, he had pushed a sizable amount of the lube in, just
past the sphincter.  Quickly withdrawing the fingertip and working the
remaining lube into her vagina so she was now quite wet and slick with
lube.
   Dan was ready.  He twisted gently away with a chuckle, saying she had
him really close.  The little girl looked back and grinned and jacked his
cock as a tease she would bring him off and he chuckled again and twisted
around so his feet rested on the pillow.  Pushing her gently forward, she
was now kneeling and facing the end of his bed.  Positioning himself behind
her, Dan nudged the cleft of her buttocks with his cock and quickly wiped
the remnants of lube on the head.
   "Open your butt cheeks," he said to her.  "Use your hands."
   Lucy instinctively reached behind her and pulled her firm young butt
cheeks apart.  Her sex opened naturally and Dan nudged the lips and slowly
pushed the mushroom head into the little girl's sex.  He watched the head
slowly disappear and then his cock moved in quickly as he shuffled on his
knees.  Feeling he was engaged inside of her, Lucy let her butt cheeks go
and moved her hands forward by her head where she had her forehead on the
bed.  She looked like a Moslem kneeling and bowing in prayer.  Setting his
body at the right height for the kneeling girl, Dan took her hips and
pushed home; Lucy gasping and groaning as he opened her up.  Dan started to
slow fuck the girl.  Sliding his cock back and forth and noting it
disappear and reappear as he fucked in and out.  The back of her vaginal
opening moving in and out as her sweet cunt gripped the over sized
intrusion.  Drilling her to the hilt so his balls banged against her sex
lips, Dan groaned in delirium at the exquisite feeling of tightness and
bliss.  He fucked her more steadily and one again the little girl started
the steady "uh...uh...uh...uh" on each in-stroke.  Dan wiped the pad of his
thumb over her pucker and she lifted her head and turned back as far as she
could to look at him.  Ignoring her obvious objection to the ass-play, he
pushed the broad tip of his thumb inside her.
   "No," Lucy gasped.  "Not that...don't...please," she whined.
   "It's OK sweetie," Dan cooed and pushed the thumb deeper and held it
still; letting her get used to the feeling.
   Sensing he would not continue pushing deeper, Lucy sighed in resignation
at the thumbs intrusion into her ass and bowed her head once more; her
forehead resting on the bed as she reluctantly yielded to the presence of
the thumb in her ass.  Dan gently moved the thumb so he lightly pressured
his cock through the membrane that separated her two fundamental canals;
the cock sliding in and out of her vagina.  He fucked her steadily, holding
the thumb where it had stopped and this way he brought himself to a
glorious second orgasm; gasping and groaning as he filled her a second time
that day.
   They collapsed where he finished fucking her.  His body fatigued by the
fucking and his glorious cum.  She was tired from her efforts at sucking
him and his vigorous fucking.  He lay half on her and they slept soundly.
At some point he woke and quickly looked at his watch.  It was nearly three
o'clock.  Dora would be home in an hour, maybe and hour and a half.  He
slipped off the bed and walked naked to the bathroom and stood and peed for
a long time as his bladder was full.  It occurred to him they had not eaten
since breakfast.  Given that they only had about an hour to ninety minutes
left alone, he decided against raiding the fridge for some sort of snack.
He traipsed aimlessly back to his bedroom; still dozy from his exertions
and sleep.  As he walked into the room he saw her lying on her stomach with
her head turned away towards the window.  Still lying with her head towards
the end of the bed where she had collapsed after he fucked her.  Standing
at the end of the bed Dan regarded the little girl with genuine affection.
All thought of how wrong it was his having had sex with her had long since
vanished.  Her availability and willingness had overcome his sense of right
and wrong.  He casually looked around the room and pulled a face at how
Spartan it was.  He stopped the traverse of his gaze around the room when
he saw himself reflected in the mirror in the door of the wardrobe across
the corner of the room at one end.  Seeing the reflection of him standing
naked and part of Lucy lying on the bed.  A crude thought came to his mind
and he grinned slyly and walked to the desk where he had set his laptop. 
He picked up the high back wooden chair and carried it directly in front of
the wardrobe mirror and positioned it about five feet back.  He sat down
and checked if he was in the right aspect of the mirror as reflected back.
He made a small lateral adjustment to the placement of the chair, and then
grinning at his reflection, he stood and walked quietly back to the bed and
leaned his face close to Lucy's.
   Dan roused the dozing girl with a series of small kisses and stroking
the nape of her neck.  Lucy slowly came around and seeing him squatting
before her, his head at her eye level at the end of the bed, she smiled
lazily and placed a hand on his shoulder and then stroked his neck gently
in reciprocal affection.  They kissed for a few minutes and then Dan rolled
her on her back.  Bending over her, he kissed and played with her breasts
and nipples.  The little girl's face inches from his lower abdomen as he
bent over her.  She reached back and found his cock and lightly fondled
him. He quickly became hard and after he paused for a few moments in paying
homage to her little breasts, she turned over onto her stomach and pulled
him gently towards the end of the bed by his cock.  Dan chuckled as she
stretched forward and went down on him.  He placed his hands on her
shoulder blades as she leaned to suck and jack him; her head hanging off
the end of the bed.  He studied the womanly shape that was evident in her
torso.  The wide shoulders tapering down to the narrowing waist; and then
the gentle flow to her hips which signaled the woman-to-be figure emerging
from the boyish body.  He run his hands lightly under her and found her
breasts once more and massaged them with difficulty as she was lying on
them; trying to raise her upper body off the bed sufficiently to let him
fondle them.  He ran one hand down her flank and into the cleft of her
buttocks and deliberately drew his middle finger along her butt crack;
pausing briefly at the anal pucker.  This time Lucy did not object to the
ass play and he persevered in touching her intimately there.  He curved his
middle finger and slipped it in to the first knuckle; the previous
application of lube making entry quite easy.  He was now fully hard and her
expert cock sucking and jacking had turned him on.  He was ready to fuck
her a third time and he gently eased back and made to help her off the bed.
With a look of confusion as to why he was getting her off the bed, she
stepped down and stood before him.  She looked at him questioningly and
made to squat to suck him once more.  Dan chuckled and murmured "you'll
have me blowing it too soon" and he motioned her to stand and walked her to
the chair.  Lucy looked at the chair questioningly and stared at him for
answers.  Dan grinned and sat on the chair; his cock jutting erect between
his legs.  He took her lightly by the arm and moved her in front of him to
stand with her back to him.  When he reached for her hips and made an
effort to lift her, Lucy cottoned on to what he had I mind.  Watching her
in the mirror, he saw her lean back and reach behind her for his cock. 
Standing on tiptoe, she bowed her knees and eased back pulling the cock
towards her crotch.  Dan lifted her gently and soon he suspended her and
she quickly lifted her feet to plant them firmly on the tops of his legs.
Balancing her there, he let Lucy set the rate of penetration as she guided
him to her vaginal opening and then slowly lowered herself down.  Dan
supported her; balanced on his legs.  Lucy finally realized why the chair
was placed where it was and quickly looked at their reflection.  Her eyes
opened wide as she saw a third of his cock had disappeared in her body. 
She saw the dark slit of her vulva and with a broad smile of realization;
she slowly lowered herself onto his cock.  Watching in amazement as the
thick cock disappeared inside of her.  For the first time she had a sense
of sight and touch as a cock penetrated her.  Bottoming her butt against
his hips, she pulled a face of amazement noting she could not see his cock
anymore.  She brought a hand to her lower abdomen and placed the palm
against her body.
   "It's right up here," she gasped.
   "Deep inside of you sweetie," Dan breathed in her ear.  "Good girl...you
can take it all."
   Dan coaxed Lucy to rise up and down and so fucking for them both.  The
little girl's feet planted on his legs as she rose and fell deliberately; a
smile of broad satisfaction on her face as she watched between her legs and
saw the adult's cock come and go from her body.  Dan peered over her
shoulder, equally happy at the sight of her working up and down.  Lucy
fucked away energetically for about eight or ten minutes and Dan was often
close to cumming and he had to slow her so she held herself still for a
while until her fought back the urge to cum.  She looked at him in the
mirror; an impish look on her face as she worked her pelvic floor muscles
and he felt her squeeze him with her vagina.
   "No, no, no...easy," Dan gasped with a chuckle.  "That's worse...well
better...great...but you'll make me cum," he said with a sense of
desperation to make her stop him blow his load.
   Lucy giggled impishly.  Dan recognized she was getting tired and decided
for maybe a few more minutes and then he would finish.  He coaxed her to
resume and soon she was bouncing up and down; once again enthralled by the
sight of his cock coming and going from view.  Dan reached a point where he
knew he should pull back but he resigned himself to cumming and let the
orgasm build inside of him.  Lucy was becoming less accurate with her
bouncing up and down and her saw her mouth hanging open and her head
wavering as she tried to concentrate on fucking him against the growing
fatigue that was consuming her.  Wrapping his arms around her waist, Dan
began lifting her and she grunted as he pulled her down harder than she had
been doing and the familiar ache of his cock going just too far came back.
With her head lolling about Dan lifted and jerked her down; increasing the
pace as he felt the passion surge as his orgasm built.  The little girl
flopping about like a rag doll; trying to concentrate on the picture
reflected in the mirror as she bounced and thumped on his cock.  Dan came
with a growl and a deep moan and he half stood, pulling her hard back
against him; her toes touching the floor as he bent half forward and pulled
her back as he pushed his hips up and pierced her deep.  Lucy's face was a
look of surprise and mild discomfort as she once again felt like his cock
was skewering her to the core.  Dan finished inside her with a series of
short obscene jerks of his hips and eventually he pulled her back as he sat
on the chair.  She lolled back against him; his cock buried deep inside. 
He held her this way for some moments.  Cuddling her back to him and she
feebly brought a hand back and stroked his face in appreciation of what he
had done for her.
   "That was great," she panted.  "It looked so sexy in the mirror."
   "It did sweetie," Dan puffed back.  You looked beautiful...a real
woman," and he slid a hand over her pubis and fondled her upper slit where
here clitoris was.
   She watched his hand reflected in the mirror as she lay with her head
against his shoulder.  As he fondled and twiddled against `that' spot, she
felt a curious warmth and subtle tingles.  She squirmed in enjoyment; small
movements of her butt on his crotch and he noted it.  He was tired himself
but he repeated the fingering of her small fleshy nubbin at the top of her
sex and once again she squirmed involuntarily at the nice twinge that hit
her groin.  Dan concentrated more on that one spot and gently nipped her
shoulder lightly with a kiss that became a small erotic bite; bringing his
free hand to her breasts to massage them and squeezed the nipples.  He felt
her squirm and then the clenching of her cunt on his cock; still hard and
jammed deep inside.  To Lucy's delight, Dan slowly but surely aroused the
preteen to the point she was panting and gasping and making small mewling
noises as he slowly but surely brought her off.  Dan watching the
delightful confusion on Lucy's face reflected in the mirror as the new
pleasurable feeling ran through her as he fingered her to her first ever
orgasm.  Shallow yet definite; and Lucy was obviously enjoying it judging
by the goofy expression on the preteen girl's face.  Lucy came in slow
rolling waves and eventually pushed his hand away gasping "no...no...no
more...it tickles...I can't stand it...no more."
   Dan chuckled and hugged her to him.  His cock had softened somewhat
being as he had concentrated on working the girl up rather than enjoy his
own afterglow.  He gently lifted her and she came clear of his cock.  Her
sex making an obscene farting noise as the air he had pushed into her
rushed back.
   "Oh God," Lucy cried in dismay at the crude noise.
   Dan chuckled and hugged her back against him.
   "That's Ok sweetie.  That happens sometimes...you'll get used to it," he
chuckled.
   She stood and bowed her legs and reached under; peering back at her
crotch and then looking up at her reflection in the mirror.  Dan stood and
lifted the chair and took it back to the desk.  Lucy was feeling the semen
oozing from her and watching herself in the mirror.  She recalled him
scooping the cum and pushing his finger in her mouth.  So she quickly
glanced at him in the mirror to see he wasn't watching her, and she
deliberately smeared the cum over her inner thighs to dissipate it.  This
so he wouldn't get the idea to scoop it up and make her take it in her
mouth again.  Dan eventually turned back to the girl and seeing his
reflection turn to look at her, she stood normally and walked to the door.
   "Need to pee," she said quickly and walked out the door.
   ***
   Dora returned about four fifteen that Sunday.  She seemed a quite happy
as she went straight to her sitting room.  Dan and Lucy had earlier cleaned
up; Lucy taking a long soak in the big bath.  Dan went to see Dora and
seeing her obvious chirpiness, he pressed her to share what it was that was
making her so happy.
   "It's my friend Ellen," she said smiling.  "Today she was better than I
have seen her for such a long time."
   Dan looked at her quizzically, and she realized he knew nothing about
the woman she often went to visit.
   "She's in the county sanatorium.  It started as a voluntary committal,
but...well...there were a number of incidents that caused the staff concern
and eventually they got a court order and committed her permanently,
pending her getting well.  But it's been a long struggle to get her well,"
Dora said quietly.  "She has good days, and bad days; even good weeks.  But
she's never consistent enough in her behavior for her to cope on the
outside world.  Today was one of the better times," she added
optimistically.
   "I'm pleased to hear that Dora," Dan said cheerily; reflecting the
woman's mood.
   "Who is your friend Ellen...how long have you known here?" he asked
gently; trying not to appear nosy.
   Dora looked uncomfortable and sat in silence for some moments.  She
slowly rose to her feet and went to a battered old sideboard and opened a
drawer and took out a battered photograph album.  She opened it and walked
and stood before Dan seated in an arm chair.
   "This is Ellen," the elderly woman said with a sigh, handing the album
to Dan.
   Dan looked at a faded color photo of a vivacious young woman; perhaps in
her mid thirties.  She had a full wavy mop of blond hair and a very pretty
face.  She was wearing a white muslin jerkin and tight blue jeans.  Dan
could faintly make out the woman's nipples such he knew she was not wearing
a bra.  He identified her clothing as some post-hippy era; perhaps early
seventies.  But that would have made her a lot younger than Dora.
   "She's beautiful," Dan said meaning it.  "When was this photo taken?"
   "Oh that's quite old," Dora said confirming to Dan he was right it
wasn't recent.
   Dora paused for a moment and looked at the photo and then at Dan.
   "That was before she had Lucy," the woman said staring at Dan.
   Dan's eyes opened wide.
   "This is Lucy's mother?" Dan asked in surprise.
   Dora nodded with a smile
   "Of course...the hair...the face...I see it," he said looking at the
photograph intently.  "Lucy is the spitting image of her mother...Ellen did
you say?" he said.
   "Yes she is," Dora smiled.
   Dan stared at the picture.
   "How...why...what happened?" he asked, now intrigued by Ellen and Lucy.
   "She had Lucy late in life...well later than in my day.  She was twenty
six," Dora began.  "She was living with some man...but not Lucy's father.
Ellen met someone else and had a brief fling and got pregnant with Lucy. 
Her man threw her out.  For some years she moved about the south with
little Lucy in tow until she settled in Savannah and that's where she met
my nephew Frank's son Byron," Dora explained.
   She took the photo album from Dan and waddled to her easy chair and sat
down and spread the album on her knees and began thumbing idly through it.
   "Byron was spoiled rotten and unfortunately into drugs and such like. 
Well, there was a touch of adventure in Ellen and Byron got her onto drugs
as well," Dora said.  "Not that I think Ellen was a complete stranger to
drugs," she added.
   Dan leaned forwards enthralled by Dora's revelation.
   "Anyway, one night Byron invited some friends over and they had a party
that lasted several days.  Lucy was about eight, maybe nine at the time. 
They ran out of drugs and one of the friends suggested he knew someone who
they could get some more from.  Byron suggested Ellen drive the guy and so
she left with him," Dora paused and Dan saw she her begin weeping.
   He reached over and touched her arm and waited for her to compose
herself.
   "Dora what's wrong?" he asked gently; concerned at the old woman's
change of mood.
   "Byron never saw Lucy again for two days...when he visited her in
hospital," Dora continued after composing herself.
   Dan's expression of surprise caused Dora to pause; as if she wanted him
to assimilate her words properly before she would deliver the final
explanation for dramatic effect.
   "The beast...the man she took to find drugs...took her to a place where
he and two black men raped her repeatedly for over twenty seven hours,"
Dora said grimly; the tears rolling down her face.  "They brutalized her
and subjected her to terrible sexual deviancy such that her insides were
damaged so badly that she can't ever have children again.  Her lower colon
was torn and damaged and she needed three bouts of surgery just so she
could have normal bowel movements," Dora said; her voice almost a whisper.
   "My God," Dan whispered in sympathy with Dora's revelation.
   "It broke her mind," Dora said eventually.  "Drove the poor girl mad."
"She's in a sanatorium near here...near Raleigh."
   "How did she get here?" Dan asked.  "You said this happened in
Savannah."
   "Well after she got out of hospital she wanted to take Lucy and leave.
She blamed Byron in part for suggesting she go with this so-called
friend...they got off by the way; the three rapists.  They all claimed it
was consensual; rough sex gone wrong is what they called it.  In fact Byron
countered her blaming him by appearing to believe she was capable of doing
what they claimed she willingly did...that it just got out of hand," Dora
said.
   "So she and Lucy came here?" Dan asked.
   "Yes...and Byron.  His father suggested they come here...to my boarding
house...the three of them; and try and work things out between them," she
explained.  "When I met her she seemed OK...a bit nervy...skittish
even...and Lucy was a treasure.  We hit it off immediately but I never had
a lot of time for Byron and he bothered me.  But I tolerated him because he
was family, and I found Ellen and Lucy so engaging.  And of course I had
deep sympathy for Ellen because of her ordeal," Dora continued.
   "So what happened then?" Dan asked.
   "Well no one actually realized how deeply traumatized Ellen was. 
Certainly not the professionals who should have ensured she was given rape
counseling.  Everyone believed she must have been willing as the case of
rape against her attackers did not get to court.  She was bitter and
resentful and felt badly let down.  And over a period of a few months after
arriving here she and Byron were fighting and bickering constantly.  She
deteriorated mentally and started to become paranoiac and erratic; locking
herself and Lucy in their room to protect them against unseen men she
believed could come into the house despite my assurances no one could get
in that I didn't want in.  And she was still refusing to let Byron near
her; as a couple if you know what I mean...like husband and wife.  All the
while Byron was thinking he was doing her a favor by supposedly standing by
her and she was pushing him away; and seemingly still blaming him for
exposing her to that man.  In the end he couldn't take her accusations and
her irrational behavior, and his enforced celibacy, and one day he left
without telling us.  He's in Biloxi now by all accounts; good riddance,"
Dora said.
   "Phew...that's awful," Dan said.  "So she committed herself as a
voluntary patient, and then she was forcibly committed when they discovered
how bad she was," he volunteered.
   "That's right," Dora said sadly.  "I talked her into it...I feel so bad
about it," she said sadly, and began to weep lightly.
   "Dora I think you did the right thing," Dan said gently.  "She's in the
best place for the best possible reasons," he said quietly.
   He squeezed her hand and she placed her other hand on top of his.
   "And Lucy's in the right place as well," he said gently but the words
did not come out easily.
   How could Lucy be in the right place?  He was fucking her like a street
whore, if today's carnal efforts were to go by.
   "How is Ellen doing?" Dan ventured to ask.
   "Quite well actually...as I said earlier.  She had hit rock bottom some
months back...before Christmas...but she has responded well to the
treatment...her drugs are being cut back and she seems quite confident in
herself.  But she still says she isn't ready to come home...and she still
insists I don't tell Lucy where she is, and why." Dora said.
   "That's good news," Dan said positively.  "I expect at some point her
doctors will suggest short excursions away from the facility," he
suggested.
   "That's the plan.  Perhaps someday-release and at some point we will
tell Lucy that her mother is safe and well, and close by, before Ellen will
meet up with her again," Dora said looking positive.  "I have prayed for
that day.  I just hope it is not that far off...for all of us," she said
with a wan smile.
   Dan nodded in support of Dora's hopes and prayers.
   "So what did you and Lucy get up to today?" Dora asked brightly, seeing
the subject of Ellen had stalled for now.
   Dan blushed deeply and stammered that he hardly saw her as she was in
her room reading.  He made a mental note to tell Lucy to say the same thing
when Dora asked her the same question.  He was now felt ashamed by the fact
he had had pretty heavy sex with Lucy; and in the context of the ordeal
Ellen had allegedly been subjected to he felt a deep sense of guilt. 
Perhaps there was no physical harm to Lucy but in perspective, adult sex
with a prepubescent girl could easily be as psychologically damaging as
rape...rough sex even...to a grown woman.  Dan excused himself and left
Dora; feeling uncomfortable about what he had learned.  Intrigued yet
saddened to hear of Lucy's mother, and how unlikely it might be for her and
Lucy to ever be together again.  And guilty for what he had done to Lucy.
He had watched as she was gangbanged by two teen boys.  He had blackmailed
her into sex with him; despite her seeming willingness to go along with
him. He went straight to Lucy's room and tapped at the door.  He heard her
mumble "come in" and he opened the door and poked her head around and saw
she was curled up on the bed.
   "If Dora asks, she stayed in your room and read all day," he said in a
whisper.
   She grinned impishly at him and nodded.  He could see she was tired and
had been napping, so he left her.  Back in his room Dan thought about Ellen
and the fact that Lucy had no idea where she was.  He recalled Lucy's
plaintive remark that `everybody leaves' when Dan had said he would move
out when he bought his own house.  Lucy clearly believed Ellen had run away
and was nowhere close.  Certainly not in an asylum as the sanatorium really
was.
   ***
   Dan's sense of guilt was undone by Lucy slipping into his bed sometime
after eleven that night.  He had deliberately Declined Dora's invite for
supper and gone out to be alone; away from the boarding house.  He returned
quite late and he was determined not to initiate any contact with Lucy. 
His going over Ellen's story and his contact with Lucy had seen him decide
to pull back from sex with the girl.  To find a house and get out; and thus
break away from temptation by being so close to the beautiful willing nymph
along the hall.  Her small hand urgently pulling on his cock caused him a
sense of confusion and eventually he surrendered.
   `Just once more,' he though feebly.
   He fucked her energetically in the missionary position.  The blankets
thrown off his back as Lucy's feet gripped his back and she groaned and
grunted as he buried deep into her well greased tunnel with gusto.  His
middle finger shoved as far into her greased anus as he could get it.  Lucy
was by now accepting the ass-play and she shoved back at him as he bore
down on her and fucked her and sodomized her with his finger; feeling his
cock through the thin wall of her anus with the finger, as he fucked her.
He fucked her once more close to daybreak.  A repeat of the previous
effort; once again the finger shoved deep in the little girl's anus as he
came hard and collapsed over her; wearily cuddling her to him as he made a
pledge to protect her against any future evil.  Ignoring the evil he was
visiting on her; his own warped logic lost on him.  Somehow he rationalized
he was good for her where others might not be good for her.  Certainly not
Harlan and Mikey who he had seen take turns fucking her.  Despite his
continuing sexual relationship with Lucy, Dan was troubled by the story of
her mother.  The photo of Ellen had stirred an interest in Dan which saw
him see Lucy even more as someone he should protect, despite using her as
he saw fit.
   Having thought about Ellen one afternoon at work, he dropped by Dora on
returning home at the end of the day and asked when they would tell Lucy
where Ellen was.
   "Lucy thinks Ellen left to find Byron.  Ellen herself told Lucy that's
where she was going, when she knew she was going to the sanatorium to get
well."
   "But Lucy must wonder why Ellen has never returned...or has not been in
touch at least," Dan said.
   "Yes...yes she did regularly ask after Ellen left.  In fact Ellen did
contact Lucy as she promised," Dora explained.  "But something happened
that I have never understood," she said with a sigh.  "Ellen appeared to be
doing well.  They were treating her as a victim of repressed memory even
though she seemingly knew well what had happened to her.  But one day when
I visited, I saw her as a shallow copy of her normal self.  She seemed more
haunted and more paranoid than ever and she couldn't string a coherent
sentence together.  The doctors said she had relapsed as the horror of her
experience fully surfaced in her conscious recall.  I was surprised and
alarmed that this could happen but they assured me it was not necessarily
abnormal...but..." she said sadly and her voice tapered off.
   "But what?" Dan asked.
   "I don't know.  It was something I couldn't put my finger on," Dora
said. "But some time later I heard a whisper...an unconfirmed rumor," she
said.
   "What rumor?" Dan asked staring at the woman.
   "Some scandal...that one of the patients had had a miscarriage.  Well of
course that should never happen in a place like that; women becoming
pregnant...and miscarrying as well.  But given the basic information I had
I somehow believe it could have been Ellen," she said sadly.
   "But Ellen's rape was months earlier was it not?" Dan asked; confused as
to what Dora was driving at.
   "Exactly," Dora said.  "I suspect...I don't know this...but I believe it
as entirely possible, that Ellen was taken advantage of by
someone...raped," she said evenly.  "I think that is what sent her over the
edge.  It certainly could have sent her over the edge given the reason she
went there in the first place," she added.
   "But patients' are meant to be safe there...it's a hospital after all,"
Dan said incredulously.
   "You may think so.  But I have heard there are more instances of sexual
misconduct either between patients or patients and staff than you would
like to imagine," she said.  "They try to keep it quiet.  Unfortunately
it's the only thing I can think of that saw Ellen regress so badly in the
space of a week's visit," she said sadly.
   Dan sat looking at Dora and taking in what she had said.
   "So what did you tell Lucy when Ellen became long overdue to return?"
Dan asked wearily; troubled by the story Dora had related.
   "I just had to lie.  To say she hadn't found Byron but was always close
to finding him," She said.  "Eventually Lucy stopped asking.  I think she
realizes her mother wasn't coming back at all."
   "Are you formally her guardian?" Dan asked.
   "No...as far as the legality of it goes, Ellen is still her guardian as
her mother, and Lucy is being cared for by me at her mother's wishes; not
that Ellen could make any sense of the situation for a long time," Dora
explained.  "Nobody has challenged it.  It just seems to be accepted. 
She's been with me nearly three years now."
   Dan left Dora to go out for dinner.  He sat eating his meal and pondered
the situation.  Her theory on Ellen's mental regression because of some
sexual impropriety was feasible.  He also had heard instances of non
professional helpers taken advantage of patients under heavy medication. 
He thought of the movie Francis about the actress Francis Farmer who was so
drugged up, she was repeatedly used as a sex object by unskilled asylum
helpers; serially raped.  But if Ellen suffered a similar fate, she would
have been more aware of what was happening.  That would be how she made the
connection to the brutal rape she had suffered which saw her there in the
first place.  Pregnancy was a real probability as she wouldn't have any
birth control available; or certainly the authorities would not prescribe
birth control believing sexual activity was not possible.  And a
miscarriage in her delicate situation would be likewise feasible.  It
seemed to make some sense.  The story as fed to Lucy was understandable if
Dora was trying to protect the girl.  It now made sense why Lucy had become
so agitated when he said he was planning to leave Dora's house.  `Everyone
leaves' she had said plaintively.  Dan decided to not rush into buying his
own place.  He realized Lucy had built up affection and a dependency for
him which could be dangerous to break despite it being totally wrong. 
There was no telling how the girl might react.  Given he had coerced her
into a sexual relationship by blackmail; his subsequent activity with the
preteen was no less reprehensible than what the teen boys had done.  In
reality it was much worse.  Teen boys with nearly-teen girls might be
frowned at given their age gap; but an adult using the girl as he was doing
would be seen very, very, badly in comparison.  He was also intrigued by
the situation where Ellen was concerned.  He decided he could hold off
another month or two maybe and see what happened.
   With Dora sound asleep below, Dan and Lucy had sex as usual that night.
They had a set routine now; like any couple familiar with each other.  Lucy
would suck Dan as foreplay and he would then lubricate her vagina and anus
and fuck her and sodomize her with his finger.  All that changed nightly
was the position; usually the basic man-on-top, girl-on-top, or doggie
fashion.  They often dropped the early morning sex in favor of a good
night's sleep.  Dan had thoughts of being more adventurous with the girl
but he was reluctant to do so with Dora in the house.  It was irrational
but her presence made him wary of going overboard with Lucy with her
caregiver on the premises.  The next time Dora said she was going to visit
Ellen, Dan offered to drive her; his curiosity hoping he could take Dora
and maybe see Ellen in the flesh.  But Dora said she would rather take the
bus, but could he drop her at the bus.  Dan agreed and he and Lucy took
Dora to the bus station.  On their way back home, Lucy sat close to him;
grinning as she felt important sitting beside Dan.  Her left arm lazily
lying on his leg.  As they neared Dora's they saw the battered old Saturn
with the teens Mikey and Harlan drive past.  The boy's did not recognize
Dan's car and so never realized Lucy was in the car either.  Lucy turned
quickly as the car sped past and muttered "Stephanie Ziegler".
   "What's that?" Dan asked noting the rapidly disappearing car in the rear
vision mirror.
   "Stephanie Ziegler.  With Mikey and Harlan," she said looking back.
   "Who is Stephanie Ziegler?" Dan asked.
   "She's a 7th grade girl at my school," Lucy said and turned to face the
front as the old Saturn had disappeared from view.
   "Hmm...I bet Stephanie is in for a fun day," Dan muttered wryly; then
realizing his comment would remind Lucy of her escapades with the two
teens, he turned and smiled weakly at the girl.  "I'm glad we got you away
from those two," he said quietly.
   "Me to," Lucy said with a wan smile, and squeezed his inner thigh.
   They had most of the day together.  Arriving back home, Lucy skipped up
the stairs ahead of Dan and bounced into his bedroom and onto the bed.  Dan
grinned at her as he followed and he leaned over the bed and pulled her to
the side by her legs; the girl giggling and pretending to resist.  Dan
leaned over her and kissed her while pushing a hand under her short black
skirt and up her leg and inside her panties leg.  She wrapped her arms
around his neck as they kissed and Dan fondled her sex inside of her
panties.  Eventually he broke the kiss and pulled her panties down and off
her legs.  Her legs dangled over the edge and he pushed her dress back and
gently felt her bare pubis and sex lips.  Kneeling, he leaned into her with
his mouth and slowly began suckling and nibbling at her vulva and slid his
tongue between the labia up to her clitoris.  Lucy had a broad smile on her
face.  She liked it the few times he had done this.  Not that she had been
sexually aroused by it; but she saw it as his way of paying some respect to
her as it was clearly intended to be enjoyable for her.  Dan spent much
longer sucking her than usual and after a few minutes, Lucy felt that funny
warm feeling she had felt the day she sat on his cock in front of the
wardrobe mirror.  She squirmed a little and Dan caught the movement and
sensed she was starting to enjoy his efforts.  He bore in a little more
urgently with his tongue, and over the next five minutes or so, the girl's
agitation at his tongue slithering up and into her clitoris made Dan even
more aggressive with his mouth.  By now he had two fingers inside her
vagina; wetted by his saliva dribbling down from his mouth.  Her anal
pucker was wet and Dan slipped his pinkie in to the first knuckle; holding
it still while he sucked and feasted on her sex.  Dan slowly brought Lucy
to her second ever orgasm.  The girl gasping and groaning in pleasure as
waves of warm tingling feeling ran through her body from the tips of her
toes to her scalp.  She held his head in her hands; her head thrown back
and she moaned in joy at this wonderful sensation.
   Eventually Dan broke the seal of his lips on her sex and looked up
seeing the underside of her chin and the small bumps of her boobs under her
shirt.  He pushed a hand up under the shirt and under her training bra and
felt her little breasts; her nipples hard and taut under his fingertips. 
Dan was half hard in his pants and he slowly stood and undid his belt and
flies and discarded the trousers; one leg inside out in his haste to get
them off.  Stroking himself he walked to the night stand on the other side
of the bed and opened the drawer and took out the bottle of lubricant.  He
glanced down and saw Lucy's face as a picture of contentment; looking as if
she were asleep but he thought she was just enjoying the delicious feeling
of her orgasm.  He greased his cock as he walked back around the other
side, and then stood and lubed the girl's sex and anus.  Lifting her legs
so they balanced on his forearms as he held her hips, Dan maneuvered his
cock head to the slit between her open thighs and he had little difficulty
engaging her vaginal opening.  With a series of gentle pushes he slowly
penetrated her to the point where just one last shove saw him in balls
deep. Leaning over her he fucked her energetically.  Not bothering to draw
out the sensation.  He had nearly all day to further indulge himself.  This
was for him and he went for it.  Shoving hard so the girl's body trembled
and there was a slapping sound as his groin clashed with hers.  Lucy was
shaken out of her reverie and soon she was grunting "uh...uh" as his cock
went in each time.  When he came noisily, leaning into her with his hands
now under her butt so he could leverage as deep as he could, Lucy wrapped
her arms around his neck and gasped as she felt stretched open further than
he had stretched her before; yet she was enjoying the fact he took so much
delight inside of her this way.
   Eventually Dan's orgasm passed over and he slowly withdrew his cock.  He
played with her dilated sex with his thumb and watched the semen slither
back from the dark little opening.  He smeared it around her sex lips with
his thumb and satisfied she had dribbled his cum out, he stood back and
slowly removed his shirt and socks; having already kicked his shoes off
when he entered the room.  He helped her off the bed and she stood a little
ungainly as he stripped her upper garments until she was completely nude.
He hugged her and felt her between her legs and fondled her breasts and
then helped her back onto the bed.  Lucy was still wasted from her orgasm
so he let her rest and cuddled her to him.  Soon he dozed off as well.
   She woke him by fondling him.  He peered down and saw she was crouched
over his groin and staring intently at his cock as if started to harden
under her hand.  He chuckled and slapped her butt lightly and she yelped
and then grinned up at him as she rubbed his cock around her lips.  Staring
at him she took the head in her mouth and watched his face as she started
to suck and jack him.  He chuckled and reached for her hair and ruffled it
in appreciation of what she was doing.  He reached between her butt cheeks
and felt her sex; prominent between the fleshy globes of her butt.  He
toyed with her anus and she frowned briefly and then grinned, now accepting
his hands on her most intimate part.  Seeing she was accepting of this, Dan
deliberately fingered her anal pucker.  He worked his middle finger in and
she shifted a little as it felt a little uncomfortable; but she continued
to suck him.  She had turned away from him and he could see her eyes were
half closed as he sodomized her with his fingers; the girl concentrating
more on their intrusion into her rectum, than the hard stiff cock in her
hand and mouth.  Dan made the decision he had toyed with for some days ever
since he first pushed a finger into her ass.  He slowly disengaged himself
and moved her so she knelt facing along the bed.  Lucy kneeled obediently
with her arms folded under her forehead on the bed.  Dan took the lubricant
and quickly set to lubing her again only this time he only did her anus.
   "No," Lucy mumbled into her crossed arms, and she stiffened, realizing
what was on his mind.
   "Relax sweetie," Dan cooed.  "We'll just get you nice and slippery...it
will be fine," he said trying to reassure her.
   By now he had two fingers inside her rectum and satisfied she had opened
sufficiently, he set to lubing his cock and then kneeled behind her.
   "Please don't" Lucy mumbled and he felt her stiffen once more as his
cock head touched her opening.
   "Relax baby...just push out...that will make it easier," he said.
   Her sphincter did not yield at first.  Instead his cock head seemed to
be stumped and blunted by the resistance.  But instead of pushing too hard,
he held himself in position and it was her flesh that finally gave way and
he watched the head slip slowly in until the helmet slid past the
sphincter. Lucy groaned a long "o-o-o-o-o-o-o-w-w-w-w" as she felt
stretched and the cock moved another inch or two quickly as the head
breached her sphincter.  With a few in-out movements, pausing before
repeating the motion, Dan skewered her so his balls hung just by her gaping
sex lips.  Lucy was moaning constantly "o-o-o-o-o-o-a-a-a-a-a-o-w-w-w" as
he was deep in her rectum.  Holding her hips Dan gently began fucking her;
moving in and out carefully so as not to cause her too much discomfort.  He
fucked her carefully and with consideration.  She was so tight there he
struggled to fend off cumming quickly.  But it was a lost cause and within
no more than five or six minutes of entering her completely, Dan felt the
cum rise quickly in his groin and soon he was gasping and cumming hard;
while trying not to succumb to fucking the girl vigorously to wring the
last spurts from his cock.  It was a peculiar feeling of his natural
release and physical enjoyment tempered with his mental effort to control
the movement so as not to cause the little girl pain or harm.  He finally
became still, buried deep inside of her.  He gently caressed her bare back
and reached under her to fondle her breasts.  He could see she was
breathing deeply and occasionally holding her breath.
   "Good girl," he said, panting a little from the energy expended in
control and release of his ejaculation.  "You did excellent," he add and
bent and kissed her back; seeing her spine prominent as she bowed forward
on her knees.
   He slowly pulled out, taking care to not just unplug her.  He's read
somewhere where a rapidly removed cock can act like an enema and cause the
bowel to evacuate.  He was diligent at getting his cock out as he was
getting it in.  Satisfied she was not going to poop involuntarily, he
gently coaxed her round.  He saw to his dismay her eyes were reddened
because she had wept through the act.  He had no idea she was in tears.
   "Oh sweetie come here," he said softly, and hugged her to him.
   She wrapped her arms around his neck and allowed him to lie back, taking
her with him.  Cuddled together this way they fell asleep in each other
arms.  They did not see the half open door open fully and Dora come into
the room with a quizzical look on her face.  She had called and they had
not heard.  She had struggled up the stairs; her deteriorating hips hurting
as she took one step at a time.  She stood just inside the room and her
face was confusion as she tried to assimilate what her eyes told her.  As
the scene registered and she realized the naked woman with a naked Dan on
the bed was in fact Lucy, her face showed disbelief; and then horror and
then rage.  Rather than rush at the man and try to flail him with her fists
to free the girl, she needed someone else to witness what she had
discovered.  With a tinge of regret at leaving the child in the man's
lecherous embrace, Dora waddled as fast as she could go to the stairs to
get to the telephone to summon the police before the naked couple on the
bed woke, and perhaps realized she had returned early.  Her bulk and
eagerness got the better of her control of her gait and she stumbled two
steps down the stairs.  The stocky woman pitched forward and bounced and
rolled down the stairs coming to a thud at the bottom.  Dora lay
unconscious for about twenty minutes.  Neither Lucy nor Dan aware she was
even in the house.
   A short time after Dora fell down the stairs; Dan roused Lucy from her
slumber as he felt recharged after the rest.  After a modicum of subtle
toying and foreplay between the two, Dan rolled her on her back and went
down on her; Lucy eagerly opening her legs and welcoming Dan to eat her
out. She knew what she wanted and how she could help get there; and for a
second time that afternoon, Dan worked her to a point where another orgasm
flowed through her.  The little girl mewling and moaning as she quivered
and stiffened; and the glorious feeling ran through her young body.  Dan
did not allow her much chance to enjoy the afterglow, instead taking her
from the bed to the chair he had placed in front of the mirror once more.
After positioning her in front of his erection, Lucy lifted up on the balls
of her feet as Dan hoisted her over his cock.  The little girl placing her
feet on his upper legs as she had done the last time in this position; and
reaching under herself, she guided his cock to her cunt and slowly settled
back as he propped her up with his hands.  Allowing the big cock to slide
into her vagina; stretching her wide as it went.  Dan noted she was fatigue
so this time he lifted and lowered her rhythmically to his own pleasure. 
Lucy's head lolling as she fought the fatigue caused by her orgasm minutes
earlier.  He could do anything if he wanted.  And he did.  Having
completely overwhelmed her, he lifted her briefly and reoriented her so her
anus was above his cock held straight below her.  Letting her ease back, he
was an inch or two inside her rectum before she realized he had changed
holes.  She lifted her head in surprise and shock as she felt the cock
spread her sphincter once more; her face frozen in reflection as she
succumbed to Dan letting her slip down as the cock impaled her ass deeply.
Lucy's mouth opened in a silent cry of discomfort but no sound came.  With
her mouth half open and her eyes half closed, Dan bounced her slowly up and
down on his cock; sodomizing her thoroughly as he watched them in the
mirror.  Her sex was gaping and reddened by the earlier sucking and
fucking; the cock coming and going as she was lifted up and down on it. 
When he came hard inside of her, he hugged her with his arms around her
waist as she was skewered to the hilt.  Her mouth slack and saliva
dribbling from one corner; the girl near unconscious from fatigue and the
nagging discomfort at having his cock shoved so far up inside her.  Dan
jerked and grunted as he emptied himself into her bowel.
   Lucy was dispatched to the shower while Dan tidied the bed.  They needed
to go to the bus station to collect Dora.  He was expectant to hear how
Ellen was this day after Dora's visit.  Lucy scuttled past him with an
impish grin as she went from the bathroom to the bedroom to dress.  Dan
pretending to grab her as she went past and she squealed and giggled like
the little girl she was and evaded him; running to her room with a towel
badly wrapped around her so he saw he beautiful butt and a flesh of one
breast as she scooted past.  Dan had his robe on and as he neared the
bathroom he heard Dora's phone ringing downstairs.  He went to answer it,
thinking she might be calling from the bus station.  He went downstairs and
into Dora's private living room.  He froze in the doorway.  Sitting in her
favorite armchair was Dora.  Her eyes wide and staring with her head on one
side slumped forward; saliva hanging from her mouth.  He felt a pang of
alarm as this did not look good.  He walked to her and shook her.
   "Dora...Dora...what's wrong?" he said feeling his concern rising.
   He shook her shoulder and her head rolled to the side.  Dan felt her
neck looking for a pulse.  The skin was cool and clammy.  He wasn't good
with first aid and he tried to find a pulse but could not.  He wasn't sure
if she was dead or he was just bad at finding a sign of life.  The phone
had stopped ringing.  He picked up the receiver and hastily dialed 911.
   "Ambulance," he said to the operator, and gave the address.
   He answered a few basic questions about the sex and age of the patient
and offered an opinion he thought it might be heart attack.  Knowing the
ambulance would be some minutes away, Dan skipped upstairs and went
straight to Lucy's room and told her Dora was home and appeared to be very
sick.  Lucy was shocked and alarmed but Dan quickly told her to dress and
to stay there while he waited for the ambulance.  He went back to his room
and hurriedly dressed and went back downstairs.  When the paramedics
arrived he showed them to Dora and let them try to revive her.  They
removed her on a gurney still trying to revive her.  With no one to look
after Lucy, he took her to the hospital with him.  The girl sitting beside
him in the car with her face strained with worry.  She asked him why Dora
had come back so soon and what had happened.  Like Dan, she was concerned
for Dora yet fearful their illicit sex might be uncovered as a consequence
of Dora's problem.  Dan cut her questioning short and quickly told her what
she should say.  That she had no idea Dora was back in the house and she
was resting in her room doing homework.  He would say he was working at his
computer and heard the phone ringing and knowing Dora was out, went to
answer it and that's when he found her.  Lucy was still very worried by the
turn of events but nodded she understood what she would say if asked.
   The news at the hospital was bad.  Dora was pronounced dead on arrival.
She had probably been dead for an hour or more as far as they could tell.
Without a post mortem, the doctor who recorded the time of death believed
she probably had a heart attack and stroke, although he couldn't say in
what order.  Lucy cried and cried and Dan had to comfort her at the
hospital and then when there was little else they could do there he took
her home.  He lay on her bed with her and cuddled her.  The police arrived
about five thirty, with a representative of the coroner's office.  The
quizzed Dan and seemed satisfied there was nothing untoward in her death.
Later they would discover the bruising she sustained in the fall down the
stairs.  This time the questions were more searching as the coroner's
investigator and the policeman sent to assist were curious as how she got
the bruising.  It was the coroner's investigator who surmised she had
fallen and had been able to struggle into her chair.  Dan could not explain
or suggest why she had not called out; unless of course she had a stroke
and her speech was impaired.  They took their first opportunity to quiz
Lucy, who answered calmly as Dan had coached her.  She was clearly still
shocked by Dora's death and the policeman and coroner's assistant made
allowance for her on that score.  There was nothing to disbelieve from
either Dan or Lucy stories.
   Dan had not directly contributed to her death yet he was becoming more
suspicious that Dora must have realized what was going on.  It was sometime
later that he surmised that she could have fallen down the stairs which
could have brought about the stroke and then she had the heart attack.  He
said nothing about his theory.  He did not want to place Dora up on the
second floor.  It might then lead to more questions as to why Lucy and he
had not been aware of that.  Both he and Lucy had said she seldom went
upstairs because of her bad hips.  The death was put down to stroke and
heart attack.  Dan discovered that Dora had got as far as the sanatorium to
see Ellen that day and been told Ellen was out on an outing with a group of
patients; an impromptu outing that Dora was not made aware of.  Despite it
being a welcome and encouraging sign for Dora, there was no point in
remaining if Ellen was not there so she had turned around and caught an
earlier bus home.  Dan had guessed the rest correctly.
   Dan had no idea whether Dora had any next of kin.  There was the guy
called Byron he knew about, who had been Ellen's partner.  He managed to
find a name on an old envelope in Dora's battered writing desk which turned
out to be Byron's father Frank Whitcomb; Dora's nephew.  Dan was able to
track Frank Whitcomb down after a series of phone calls.  He lived in
Atlanta.  Frank was the only one to come to Dora's funeral.  Dan had
briefly thought about inquiring if Ellen might be let out to attend but
decided not to broach the topic.  Dora had said that Ellen's reuniting with
Lucy would have to be carefully managed.  Dora's death was shock enough for
Lucy, without suddenly producing her long lost mother.  And who knows what
effect the news of Dora's death might have on Ellen.  He decided he would
somehow get to Ellen in due course and tell her what had happened; once he
knew Lucy was taken care of now that her old caregiver had passed away. 
The funeral was a small affair and Dora was buried in a local cemetery. 
Frank Whitcomb was a sleazy type who Dan took an instant dislike to. 
Whitcomb informed Dan that he was the only surviving close relative of
Dora's.  His mother, Dora's sister, had passed on some years earlier.  Dora
had never married so she had no children.  Frank carefully quizzed Dan how
well he knew Dora and he was soon satisfied Dan was just the boarder he
claimed he was and nothing more.  Frank immediately presumed he was the
sole heir to Dora's estate and asked Dan what he thought Dora's house might
be worth, which pissed Dan off.  Dora was barely cold in the ground and
this vulture was sizing up the spoils of the old woman's life already.  Dan
had taken time off work to look after the grieving Lucy and it was the day
after Dora's funeral that an elderly man arrived at the house and
introduced himself as Bernard T.  Broward; Dora's some time attorney.  Mr.
Broward gave a startling revelation that caused Frank Whitcomb to clench
his fists in frustration.  Dora had a will.  In Dora's will, the guest
house was left to one Ellen Kennedy; Lucy's mother.  There was the caveat
acknowledging Ellen's committal in the state mental hospital and stating
that, until such time as Ellen was legally fit to administer her own
affairs, Mr.  Broward would administer Dora's humble estate in the best
manner to benefit Ellen and Lucy.  Frank Whitcomb scowled and cussed and
abruptly left the house the next morning.  Bernard Broward returned the
next day and read the entire will, such as it was, to Lucy in Dan's
presence; Lucy saying she wanted Dan to understand for her what it meant.
In short, while her mother was in the sanatorium, Lucy still had the house
to live in.
   Lucy was stunned.
   "My mother is in a hospital for crazy people?" she had asked almost in a
whisper.
   "Yes Lucy," Dan said gently.  "Dora told me.  She did not tell you
because she knew how upset you might be.  But you're mom's not crazy.  She
sick...an illness that can be cured with time," he said positively
   "I thought she just went away and didn't want to come back for me," Lucy
said, her eyes filling with tears.
   "Your mother loved you very much Lucy," Dan said softly and hugged her
to him.  "She knew she was sick...she went to get help so she would get
well and be able to look after you properly," he continued.
   "So...so why is my mother still there?" Lucy began, sniffing back the
tears.  "She's been there for so long now."
   "Sometimes illnesses of the mind take a long time to heal," Dan offered
gently.  "Your mother had had a very troubled past...a bad experience...and
it is taking some time for her to cope with her problem."
   "Can we go and see her?" Lucy said sobbing quietly.
   "We'll see," Dan said looking grimly across at Mr.  Broward.  "We'll
see. When the time is right, we will see if we can take you to see her."
   Dan comforted Lucy for a few moments longer and she broke the embrace to
wipe her hands to her teary eyes; and he offered her his handkerchief to
wipe her tears away.
   "There was no mention in Dora's will about who should look after Lucy
now?" Dan asked, turning to Mr.  Broward.
   "Well that is the big question," Broward said wiping his eyeglass as he
pondered the question.
   "Dan can look after me," Lucy said quickly.
   Broward looked from Lucy to Dan and chuckled.
   "Seems you have made a hit," he said.
   Dan looked shocked at Lucy's suggestion and even more alarmed that
Broward had not immediately raised the probability that Dan could not be
Lucy's guardian.
   "I...I have a family of my own...well not here...but they're back in
Charlotte with their mother," Dan stammered.  "I wasn't able to bring them
here with me so I'm not sure how I could look after Lucy."
   The little girl's face fell and she looked downcast.
   "Well you've been looking after her well enough these past few days,"
Broward said replacing his wire-framed spectacles.  "And having raised
children of your own, I would say you have the experience of a parent."
   "It's a little different raising your own children with a wife and
partner, to full time care as a solo parent..." Dan began defensively.
   "Well here's my proposition," Broward began.  "A temporary solution if
you will...if you can see your way clear to care for Miss Lucy here for a
few more days...maybe a couple of weeks at most, I'll see what we can do at
county level," he said.
   "But won't that mean institutional care...a home...or fostering?" Dan
began; skeptical about Broward's implied solution.
   "Yes sir," Broward said firmly.  "It most probably will be something
like that.  But if you can't look after her and there is no one else...and
that would seem to be the case, then Lucy here will have to go into care as
administered by the state.  Just as her mother is, she'll be taken care
of."
   Lucy looked stricken and the tears flowed freely as she cried and ran to
cling to Dan.  Dan regretted initiating this conversation in front of the
girl; yet Broward seemed to have no such qualms about discussing it openly
with Lucy there.  As if he was counting on pressure he believed Lucy could
bring to bear on Dan to agree to care for her...as an interim at least.
   "We can't have that," Dan said sternly, recalling Dora's belief Ellen
had been sexually abused while supposedly being safe under care.
   "Don't let them take me Dan," Lucy cried and began sobbing again.
   "The fact is, that unless you have someone else who can become Lucy's
guardian, that's all that we can offer," Broward said evenly; staring at
the girl clinging to Dan.
   Dan scowled that Broward she continue to discuss state care for Lucy. 
It was clearly upsetting her.  Broward stepped forward and leaned close to
Dan's ear as Dan hugged the sobbing Lucy.
   "Think about it Mr.  Wheeler," Broward said lowering his voice.  "See if
there is any way you can step up and care for Lucy.  You might want to
consider taking on this house as caretaker of sorts...with my support of
course; as executor of Dora's will.  It's freehold with only minimal upkeep
and taxes as outgoings.  You would have a free home without much expense.
You could perhaps engage a housekeeper...to cook and clean for yourself and
Lucy; who could be there for Lucy after school while you are at work.  You
might even consider taking in boarders as Dora had done to provide some
income from such a big house," Broward continued.
   Dan looked at Broward skeptically; hoping Lucy had not heard.
   "You remaining here and being Lucy's guardian would give her some
continuity and stability until a longer term plan could be sorted out;
perhaps in a better time, including her mother.  And it certainly looks to
me like you already have her vote as someone she trusts and would want to
care for her," he said holding Dan's gaze.
   Dan stared at Broward as the man put on his hat and adjusted it for
comfortable fit.
   "Think about it Mr.  Wheeler...I would say you are ideally
suited...along the lines I suggested...with some domestic help," he said
with a smile.  "Well I have to be leaving now.  I will be back later in the
week to take an inventory of the house and contents so please don't allow
anything to be removed."
   Dan nodded grimly; still somewhat blown away by Broward's solution.  He
wasn't sure how much Lucy had heard with her head pressed against his
chest; as he hugged her to him to comfort her.  Broward turned and walked
out of the house leaving Dan holding Lucy.
   ***
   Eventually Lucy stopped crying and wanted to discuss with Dan what could
happen to her.  He gently cut off the discussion, saying he needed time to
take in what Bernard T.  Broward had said.  Lucy went to her room and Dan
went into Dora's living room and sat in her favorite chair to ponder the
immediate future.  It seemed inconceivable that Broward accepted his
suitability as Lucy's guardian without knowing anything about him.  Dan
might appear solid and capable to be Lucy's guardian but he knew the real
truth.  Giving Lucy to him as his charge was like the fox being given the
key to the hen house.  Dan felt ashamed that he appeared so solid and
reliable when he knew he had been sexually abusing Lucy for weeks now.  He
was troubled by the prospect he could end up her guardian.  It had occurred
to him he needed to stop the abuse and get as far away from Lucy as was
safe for both of them.  Buying his own house was to be his escape from
being so close at least.  But now Dora's death had thrown up the unlikely
possibility he could be pushed closer to Lucy.
   As he sat wrestling with the problem Lucy came downstairs and into
Dora's living room.  She stood at the arm of the chair and looked pensively
at Dan.
   `What's up sweetie?" he asked, sensing she had something to say.
   The little girl shuffled her feet and glanced nervously around and then
fixed him with her staring hazel eyes; sparkling from the earlier tears.
   "You can't leave me," she said firmly.  "If you leave me
now...everything will come out..." she said staring at him.
   "What?" Dan asked in surprise.  "What will come out?" he asked; his eyes
searching Lucy's face for meaning.
   The little girl fidgeted nervously and her eyes darted away briefly then
came back to his.
   "I'll tell...just like you said you would tell about me and Mikey and
Harlan...I can tell about you...and me," she said holding his gaze.  "So
you see...you can't leave me," she said firmly.
   Dan swallowed hard and the color drained from his face.  He saw a look
of defiance in her eyes.  She had nothing to lose.  If he did not agree,
she would go into care which neither of them wanted.  If she spilled the
beans on his sexually abusing her, she would go into care anyway; but Dan
would also go into `care'...he'd go to prison.  He knew she could do it if
she felt she had nothing to lose, or no better alternative; which did not
seem open to them right now.  He could contest her claims and argue it was
the bizarre fantasy of a young girl in emotional turmoil due to the grief
of Dora's bereavement.  But he also knew that she knew much sexual detail,
that even if she wasn't totally believed, she could create enough interest
for someone to prod deeper if she squealed.  Dan stared back at her and
could see she was confident in her assessment; aware she had a strong
bargaining chip.  She stared at him and saw his worried reaction to her
threat.  But would he back down and agree to stay and be her guardian? 
Lucy pressed on with her threat.
   "You know how you showed me my underpants...that I wore after...that
day...with Mikey and Harlan," she began quietly.  "That you said would see
them identified as having had sex with me."
   "Yes...what of it?" Dan asked feeling somewhat alarmed at her question;
wondering where she was going with this.
   "I have a pair myself...two pair actually...somewhere safe...that I wore
after...after you and me," she said evenly; holding his gaze.
   She paused letting him take in what she said.
   "If you leave me...I'll tell...and I'll show the police the panties with
your...stuff...your cum on them," she said.  "And they will believe me as
they will have proof.  Your DNA in my panties; how could it get
there...unless..." she paused to let him digest her words.  "I know about
that; how Mikey's and Harlan's stuff got in my panties.  And you told me
how they would identify Mikey and Harlan.  It would be the same for you."
   The little schemer!  She had taken one of his methods of blackmail to
have sex with her, and replicated it to now blackmail him.  How long had
she been saving her panties for?  It was entirely feasible she had worn
panties once or twice after their early bouts of sex.  She could easily
have returned to her room after a night of sex and deliberately put on
panties to stain them with his cum that would leak from her young
body...and so leave his DNA.  He had toDan was stunned and stared at her;
swallowing hard he felt helpless to contest what she was saying.  She had
produced her ace.  He swallowed hard once more and looked into her eyes. 
He knew she had him.  Hoisted with his own petard as it were.
   "Ah...let's not be hasty," he said nervously.  "No one need to know what
we have been doing...we did it because we wanted to," he said
unconvincingly.  "Let's see how it goes shall we...perhaps as Mr.  Broward
suggested," he said; his voice now a hoarse as the implications of Lucy's
threat registered fully.
   If he had planned on leaving, eventually; and stopping the sexual
contact with the preteen then his leaving would be a matter of delicacy
that would need to be carefully managed.  A sort of phasing out as it were.
If he were to stop her from squealing on him, he had no option but to agree
to become her caregiver until such time as he could find a better
alternative that she was comfortable and let him leave without risk of
exposing him.  Yet the prospect of him being her caregiver seemed to
consolidate their sexual relationship; now even more likely if there were
only the two of them permanently alone in the house.  This turn of events
would not help to extricate him from the unlawful sexual relationship as he
had hoped to in time.  She had him, and judging by the sly smile on her
face as she saw he was trapped, she damn well knew it.  How could he have
been so gullible to be drawn into the sexual contact in the first place? 
He went after her and once he had got her; she had caught him!
   "All right," he said trying to appear calm.  "On the condition that it's
only until we see how your mom improves.  Obviously we want her to get
better and come home to you," he said quietly.
   "Oh yes, yes, yes Dan," she cried throwing herself into his arms.  "I
knew you'd see it my way," Lucy said smiling sweetly at him; and she hugged
him tightly.  "We're going to be so happy together...forever.  And when mom
is better and comes home...and she will...I just know it.  And we can be a
family," she said smiling at him.
   Dan swallowed hard knowing he was beaten by juvenile logic and na�vet�.
   "But until then," Lucy said slyly, "There will be just us," and she
pushed her groin against his upper leg.  "Just you and me...just like
before."
   The End
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