	Bob reflected on the events of the past year.  Since meeting Hannah his life was turned upside down by the precocious little genius girl who loved to suck his cock.  They had met several girls starting with Judy, reunited her with her uncle, and now was well under way with the next phase of the plan...whatever that was.
 	He then got an email with instructions for moving the money he and Hannah made into an offshore account, and more trades for the day.  In later communications it became charters for shell companies that were multinational. After that, It was party time.  Hannah would come over whenever she could, rewarding him for the work he was doing on her behalf.  He became the face of the operation since no one would take an 8 year old seriously. He got an office, new business cards, and a new wardrobe.  He told his parents he got a better job and that made him feel better.  His parents liked that he was moving up in the world.	
	"So why are we doing this anyway?", he asked Hannah. "We are doing this for us...on behalf of little girls and perverts that love them." she said with a smirk like she was Jerry Springer.  It's my mother's favorite show.  My Mother can barely think her way through the day and has no business with a child like me...There are maybe 250,000 convicted child molesters in the U.S., but they really have nowhere to go...who wants them? No one wants them living next door. What can we do with them?   	
	"I have a solution, but it is a two part solution...the first part is becoming a think tank for the girls with no opportunities stuck in dead end schools. We have to find them to proceed with the next part of the plan.  The last part is "rehabilitation" and getting federal grant money to sustain the operation.  No one has a comprehensive theory or plan to deal with it, they just let their feelings get in the way.  NIMBY, people say, but where do you put them?  They can't stay in jail forever.  They have to live somewhere, hopefully being productive members of society.  Besides, how dangerous are you?  You haven't tried to kill me, in fact I scare you a bit. You're not dangerous, and I have some theories about why men are pedophiles."  
	Bob looked puzzled. "Somewhere they have experienced arrested development that keeps them attracted to a girl of a certain age, when damage was done psychosocially.  The solution if there is one is to allow nature to take its course with a girl and adjust to when she becomes a woman."  Of course, some will never be "cured," as if there are some theories that a man and a woman are only able to raise a child through four years. Just search the internet. By that time, a child could be raised by someone else other than its mother.  It may be that some men will always desire young girls to take care of and enjoy sexually.  It has to be quite clear though, that the sexial relationship is on the young girls terms, not a power/sex trip on the part of the man...Men who rape and kill little girls for pleasure have some serious psychological issues that will prohibit them from being part of the program. 
	Some little girls are quite sexually curious and seek out shelter with older men, and I am an example of that," she said with a smile.  "I know a lot about people, and who is dangerous and who is not.  You're just a little confused and sad."  It was amazing the insight that Hannah had, Bob thought.  He was sad.  He was a disappointment to his parents and never lived up to their expectations until now.  He was in a stage of arrested development because of his overbearing mother and was stressed out by women's needs.  Here was this little girl that gave him everything he dreamed of, a position of responsibility, travel, and respect, at least to the outside world.  This little girl also knew his sexual needs and satisfied them even though to the outside world it was a crime. 
	"So how will we mix the girls and the Pedophiles?  Isn't that asking for trouble?," Bob asked.  "Well first of all we have to separated non criminal behavior from criminal behavior.  Liking little girls is one thing, wanting to physically harm them by forcing their penis into them when they are not ready and killing them to cover up their crimes and getting sexual pleasure from raping and killing is behavior I will not tolerate.  That is where "Dr. Rick" comes in. They looked over at Rick and Hannah's "best friend forever," Judy.  Bob wondered how he suffered in the Prison as he worked with minor and major criminals.  Because of his real life hands on experience, Rick will be able to screen them and determine what their needs are, and see what we can help them with. The vast majority of pedophiles are not violent.  We will get most of the 'trustees' from minimum security facilities with no history of violence.  Some are convicted simply of possessing 'pornographic' images of children and do not have a history of seeking out children or even jobs with close proximity to children.  Many may have just downloaded the offending files in a sting and have their lives ruined needlessly.  Others may have been caught with a sexually mature yet underage girl.  Those are not real pedophiles, just stupid men who couldn't pass up a young pussy.  Some like you, have some psychosocial issues that prevent you from progressing to a healthy relationship with an adult woman.  Dr. Rick will assess them, and if they have skills needed by the organization they will be offered temporary, contract, or permanent jobs.  Once we find we no longer need their skills, for those cases we will offer a witness protection type program with relocation and new identities and have parole officers follow up on them, but unlike the state and federal system we will make sure officers in our system have manageable case loads.  We will always have the option and will make it clear to the trustee that we can and will send them back to do hard time.  That way if our needs change we can call on them to help out the organization."
	"Isn't that blackmail?" Bob asked Hannah.  Hannah glared at him.  Then she jumped in his arms and gave him a kiss.  "Think of it more like encouragement.;=)  We will need people in all levels of society working for us to find people that fit in our organization.  We are seeking young girls who are intelligent and mature, sexually precocious and cute.  We are also doing society a 'service' by providing a place for these men that nobody wants around, and 95% are not violent and not a threat to society.  Although many serve their sentences, they don't have any place to go afterwards.  We are offering an alternative."
	"Besides, who is to say what is 'normal?' In some countries the age of consent is as low as 12."  Bob's eyes widened.  "There is a passage in the Koran about Mohammed marrying a 6 year old."  Hannah whispered.  "Don't worry.  It says that he consummated the marriage when she was 10.  That's how old I am."  Hannah giggled and shimmied down a little so Bob let go.  She then started to get between his legs and unzip his fly.  "It is only in the last century or so that Western society has frowned upon adult child sexual contact.  There are some theories that relationships between men and women only last four years to raise a child from infancy to toddler stage.  After that, they can be cared for by another adult."  She started to flick her tongue around the head of Bob's hardening cock.  "So what would make an adult man want to take care of a little girl?  Little girls are more tuned in to relationships.  They see what their mothers do to keep men around and put their skills to the test."
	Bob was having trouble arguing with Hannah in his present state.  Women use sex to gain the advantage over men, so naturally a girl with superior intelligence and maturity can use it too, although she has to find the right man. after all, not every man is into little girls.  There must be a reason that pedophilia exists in every society and social class.  What we are doing currently is not working.  There should be an alternative....
	Bob groaned with pleasure as Hannah licked and sucked his hard cock.  She couldn't stick it very far inside her mouth so she concentrated on moving down the length and around the underside and around the corona and glans.  She sucked in and out very quickly until Bob was ready to cum, and let him spray her face.  She smiled and closed her eyes until the spurts subsided, then washed off with a face towel.  "We will finish our discussion later," Hannah said, "We need to get working on the phase I project."
	"The phase I project was to build a private school for the girls so they could earn their High School Diplomas.  It would have dorms for the girls as well as for the low ranking staff:  Senior staff would have apartment like living quarters.  It would also have a gym, play areas, and of course cameras throughout. The girls would get a world class education in exchange for being on a closed circuit voyeur cam network!"
	"Who would be watching the girls in a dorm like setting?"  Bob asked.  "On every continent, on every day, there are men watching college age girls in a dorm setting, having hot lesbian sex with each other, shaving their intimate parts, as well as underarms and legs, eating breakfast, watching them study and do trivial things.   The only difference will be the age of the girls..."
	Bob's mind started to wander to the pleasure he was experiencing having Hannah suck his cock.  She sucked and licked with a technique that came from careful study of the porn movies and skin mags her mother's boyfriends would hide under her mother's bed, in the nightstand or behind books on a high shelf.  Sometimes they would be left out in the open when she was two or three...she knew it would be dangerous for her if they found out she could read.  Hannah was thinking how easy this would be.  Men really don't crave anything, except pleasure.  It might be pleasure from young girls, teenage hotties, or even respectably aged mother material women, but all of the things they do are really to become powerful and respected so that they can have the type of pussy they want.  
	Bob was the only person who ever cared about her.  Her mother resented her and she never knew her father.  Bob did everything she asked.  Hannah felt the spasms in Bob's cock and knew what was coming.  Hot jets of sperm rammed down her throat and she took it all like a porn starlet twice her age. Bob moaned and said "I love you Hannah," Bob blurted out.  When he first said it some time ago, after cumming, there was some awkward silence. Now, Hannah responds with, "I love you too daddy."  Their relationship was mutually beneficial; no coercion, no threats of prosecution, no phychological or physical trauma; just love.
	Bob was always criticized by his parents, especially his mother; his father was cold and distant, warned not to coddle him lest he turn into a fag.  Bob never felt loved either.  His parents dangled love in front of him, but only by acheiving goals they wanted him to do; get married, have kids, being responsible and having a respectable job.  Now that he was independent of them financially, he was finally able to be free of them emotionally to commit to another wonderful evolved human being all wrapped up in a little package.
	The school was filled with the twelve girls; Hannah, Judy, Barbara, Joy, Felicity, Taheshia, Julie, Heather, Britney, Lisa, Leticia, and Finally Andrea.  Most of them were from poor parts of large cities, a few in depressed rural areas, and one, Lisa, from foster care.  Lisa was surprised when she was adopted by a nice young couple. The couple had no idea what they were in for.  It was never really established who her father was, for her Mother was commmitted to a mental hospital in her early 20's life and it was rumoured that her Lisa's Mother endured sexual abuse by her father. Lisa was very smart, and she found inappropriate ways as an outlet for her exceptional intelligence.  She always felt judged, but learned that coming on to other girls and boys kept them away from her, and she always had a hard time with adults because she knew they were beneath her and didn't understand that she could see what they were about before they even knew what they were about.
	The only way she could find to pass the time was to get into trouble by making sexual advances to anyone she could find receptive.  She usually found that the most uptight, righteous people, especially men, were vulnerable. She liked having sex with her younger foster siblings, but that was too easy.  It was more challenging to get a grown man, who knew the difference between right and wrong, to do wrong.  She really didn't understand what the fuss was all about.  She found the law to be just another way of dimissing her.  Who were these people that made the rules?  What made them righteous?  Was it the hand of god?  What is god anyway? Lisa was always lectured to about choices.  Good and bad, it didn't matter.  Good and bad were opposite sides of the same coin.
	She went from group home to institution to juvenile hall.  It was there that she learned how to circumvent security systems, both physical and logical.  She was off the radar for Hannah and her friends until she started hacking into the corporate network.  Hannah made sure no damage was done, then she traced the source of the intrusion.  She was a little surprised and insulted when she found that it had been traced to an office computer at a juvenille hall.  She was even more surprised that it was the warden's office.  Hannah soon found the source of the leak.  
	Bob, Rick, Judy, and Hannah went inside the buildings that made up the Juvenille detention center.  Entering any secure building always gives one a sense of unease, especially one that is designed to keep people inside and not let them out.  Hannah realized this and though to herself this is not the way to do things.  They saw her sitting alone in the conference room.  Bob introduced himself as Alan Koening.  He introduced Hannah and Judy as his daughters and Rick as his lawyer.  
	Bob slid a folder over to Lisa's side.  "Part of my duties as the Information Technology officer is to track down and identify security breeches.  We tracked down the IP address to this facility.  Lisa looked at the folder's contents, put down the folder and seemed unimpressed. "The IP address is a routable IP as you well know, so if there is a way to prove which of the 300 nodes it came from, you don't have a case."  Lisa smiled widely.
	"That is why we got a search warrant for the IT systems here."  Rick said as he slid over another folder.  "The MAC address matches the computer in the warden's office."  Lisa glanced over it, reading the two full pages of text in seconds.  She slid both folders back to Bob.  "So what does this have to do with me?"  Lisa could sense some fear and bewilderment in both Bob and Rick, but she felt they had rehearsed their lines. Judy was hiding something, but Hannah was definitely in charge.  Lisa, Hannah, and Judy both looked at Bob. "Well now, I'll just leave you ladies to talk," and stammered a chuckle as He and Rick left the room.  Outside the Warden was waiting for them.  
	  The warden quickly turned the speaker down as the men walked behind the two-way mirror.  He had a nervous smile on his face.  "Lisa is something else, isn't she," he said nervously.  Bob raised his eyebrow and carefully positioned his face in what he thought was his gravest expression possible.  "The security breech came from your office."  The warden stammered.  Rick showed screencaps from the video that show him getting off being sucked by a young girl.   The angle was low enough that you could see his face clearly, but you couldn't tell much about the girl's face.  Since she was nude, and clearly had the flat chest and bare pussy of a ten year old girl, it didn't look good for the warden.  He didn't say a word, but looked stunned.  "I think my little girls can convince her to stay with us, and she really won't need protection from you."  They all turned and looked in the next room as Judy and Hannah whispered in Lisa's ear.
	"If you stayed with us, you could be free"  We'll get our H.S. Diplomas and then get multiple degrees in any field we want.  There's a whole world to explore, and life is too short to be hanging around manipulating these neanderthals. Just spend the rest of the day and night with us, if you don't want to go, we'll leave you here."  Judy, Hannah, and Lisa looked in the mirror and giggled.  Lisa, Judy, and Hannah walked out hand in hand.  
	First stop was Justice, a clothing store for trendy tweens.  They giggled, Laughed, tried on clothes and giggled about the Jonas Brothers, icarly, and other tween personalities.  Bob tipped the manager when the girls asked if they could have some time alone while they practiced and they borrowed the managers ipod speakers so they could rehearse in the dressing rooms.  When they emerged after almost an hour, they were laughing and whispering in each other's ears.  
	They had had lunch at a salad bar restaurant, the kind that you only see hot looking upper middle class women in.  Bob and Rick pretended to scope out some of the women while checking out their newest addition.  Her hair was still pretty short, but she had the same mischeivous look in her eye, the kind that made you wonder if she was checking you out as much as you were checking you out while shopping at Walmart.  Lisa was having a great time with her new friends.  She felt like for the first time someone understood her.  Her desire for pleasure with Men and girls.  The power she feels when she touches another person, feels their heart beat faster and their breathing harder, all because she is kissing them, fondling them, playing with, sucking, or licking their "private parts."  Lisa thought these parts should be shared because they give everyone so much pleasure.  She finally had some friends she could do the things she always want to try.
	After lunch they went to the mall in the afternoon and found an upscale arcade/restaurant/bar.  One of those places that you could have meetings in the mid morning or afternoon, and get a steak and play video games and those carnival type games that pay out in tickets.  They were acting like a two friends on a holiday with their kids, and the three girls fit in with the other kids and played with them too, and the other kids were none the wiser.  Hannah, Judy and Lisa could fit in, slip away, and no one would notice.
	When they got back to the hotel, they got a quick dinner at a fast food place and then settled in for the night.  They had a suite with a King bed and a Sofabed so they would look like a family.  Hotel staff knew not to ask questions.   The girls took a little time on the bathroom and told Bob and Rick to sit on the sofabed facing the king sized bed.  They were in the bathroom for a while and asked for the shirts of the two men.  After rigging up their mp3 player speakers they strutted out to PCD's "buttons"
	As the intro played, Lisa took the lead in a pair of shorts and bolero type button down sweater, the type that was supposed to be worn over a shirt of some kind, and the other girls wore the white shirts of their boyfriends.  It was apparent that they were wearing nothing else as the men could see flashes of bare butt and hairless preteen pussies as the girls danced seductively.  They lip synched, danced, bumped and grinded to the music and there were smiles all around.  The girls did a striptease to the music, "loosen up my buttons" until all the buttons were loose and started slipping out of the few clothes they had.
	In an instant Hannah and Judy were naked and were helping Lisa onto the bed, tugging off her remaining thong panties and spreading her legs and licking Lisa's hidden treasure, exposed by the wide stance of ther legs.  After what seemed like an eternity of Lisa's pleasure, the girls invited the guys to dance gyrating their hips, and the guys did a freak dance of their own, causing much laughter and giggling.  Once everyone was naked, they reconvened on the king sized bed, engaging the girls in oral sex.  
	Lisa was eager to try her technique on Hannah, Lisa, Rick, and Bob, and they taught her how to lick a cock and suck clits and pussies.  Hannah and Judy taught Hannah how to rub her pussy and vibrate it against a hard adult cock right on the underside between the head and the shaft so it was mutually pleasureable.  She felt ecstasy as she felt the hot white liquid spurt out and waves of pleasure surged through her body.  
	
	
	
