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 Author: Cheerleader Fan
Title: The Perks of Heroism ch2: Karen's Lesson
Summary: After meeting back up with Karen, Shane teaches her proper
swimming technique.
Keywords: Mg ped rom nosex

   Chapter Two: Karen's Lesson

   It had been a very long week.  I must've spent 70 hours on my PC over
the last seven days trying with varying levels of success to get the damned
system to work properly.  I don't know what the fuck the idiots over at
INTECH did to it, but god damn was it ever fucked.  I finally got it to
properly recognize data and execute again last night.  There's still plenty
more to do before it's useable, but it's a start.  I slept the sleep of the
dead for ten hours and woke feeling better than I had all week.  Thinking
back though last week was totally worth it.  I made a little over $10,000
in those 70 hours of torture.  I can only imagine how much the company I
work for is going to bill INTECH for my work.

   Continuing to think back to last week I chuckled to myself.  It was
definitely worth it.  Last week I met the most beautiful little preteen
girl, Karen Labee, rescued her from a possible drowning, befriended the
little waif, and even managed to cop a feel of her ass.  I really hope I
get to see her again some day, but what are the chances?  I suppose I could
wander back and forth on Briarwood hoping she spots me, but I'm not that
desperate.

   Thinking about it though, I've done very little this week besides work
and sleep.  I deserve a reward and heading back to the dam for some cool
down sounds just great.  It was a warm day, but not the scorcher it was
last week.  Still, I did like a good dip in the river.

   Once again I stuffed an emergency tenner into my pocket (It sure did
come in handy last time), tossed my shirt onto the couch because I just
plain didn't feel like wearing one and headed out to the garage.  I pulled
my bicycle out, checked the pressure in its tires and took off.

   The ride only took about four minutes before I reached the path towards
the dam.  I dismounted my bike and wheeled it into the woods.  Once again I
heard the noise of a crowd at the dam.  It was quieter this time, no doubt
owing to the fact that it wasn't as hot out.  In a few moments I broke out
of the woods into the clearing and quickly walked towards the dam.  I
leaned my bike up next to a nearby tree and took in the scene.

   Looking around I saw about eight or ten people and they all looked to be
in their teens.  There were no discernible groups this time.  Perhaps they
were all one group or perhaps they were just socializing.  It wasn't
important.

   I was very much in the mood to jump so I quickly made my way towards the
high side of the dam.  The small crowd parted for me and I turned around to
prepare to do a back flip.  I was in the process of bending my knees to
propel myself from the ledge when I thought I heard a soft voice call my
name.  I looked to the left and right, but didn't see anyone.  Then I heard
it again.  It was coming from behind a group of older teens.  Looking their
way I could see a hand waving over their heads.

   I stepped away from the edge of the dam and walked towards the waving
hand.  "Who is that?" I called and then I saw her.  Karen stepped out from
behind the group of teens and waved at me.  Just seeing her put a smile on
my face and I ran up to meet her.  She was wearing the same one piece
bathing suit as last time but this time her honey colored hair was dry and
pulled back behind her in a high pony tail.  I held my arms out and Karen
wrapped her arms around my waist, her small form pressed firmly against me.
I wrapped my arms around her, my left hand came to rest on her left ass
cheek and my right found her shoulder.

   I hugged her tightly and I heard her soft voice, almost a whisper, "I
missed you, Shane.  I missed you so much," she said.

   I released her and looked down into her sparkling azure eyes as she
looked up at me.  They were slightly misted with tears.  "I missed you too,
Karen," I told her.  "I thought I'd never see you again," I continued.  "I
guess we're just lucky to meet up again so soon."

   "Not exactly lucky," Karen told me with a devilish grin.  I gave her a
quizzical look and she went on.  "I've been here every day since last week
hoping you'd come back.  And now you have."

   I gently nudged Karen away from the dam and towards the meadow, wanting
a little more privacy before we really talked.  I could feel the stares on
the back of my neck of some of the kids around.  I didn't want any of them
getting the wrong idea (or the right idea, for that matter) so I did my
best to keep my hands to myself as Karen and I found somewhere we could
talk alone.

   When we had enough distance between us and the rest I lowered myself to
the soft grass of the meadow, and patted the ground in front of me.  Karen
had a seat, her legs crossing Indian style the same as mine.  I held my
arms out slightly, my elbows resting on my knees and my hands palms up. 
Karen placed her hands in mine and we both squeezed gently as we once again
looked each other in the eyes.

   "Karen," I began, speaking softly.  "Why would you do that?  Come here
every day just to see me." I gently stroked her fingers with my thumbs as I
spoke.

   "Because I love you, Shane," came her even response.

   "Honey, we only spent barely more than an hour together, you can't
possibly know that," My words were gentle, but I could see the pain they
caused her.

   A tear rolled down one of her cheeks and more firmly she spoke, "I love
you, Shane.  I love you, I love you, I love you."

   I pulled her close and held her, rubbing her back as her tears started
flowing more freely.  She kept repeating those same three words, her voice
trailing off into sobs as she did.  I kept holding her and continued gently
rubbing her till she quieted and her body stopped shaking.  When I felt
that her breathing was even again I pulled away and looked into her eyes
once again.  They were red rimmed and puffy from crying, but when I gave
her a smile she smiled back at me.

   "I like you too, sweetheart," I told her, when I finally spoke, "but I
don't know if what we have is love just yet.  You're so emotional right now
because you're thinking about what might've happened if I weren't there to
pull you from the river.  You're right for feeling the way you do, but
before you pledge your soul to me how about you reflect on it for another
week or two OK?"

   "Ohhhh...  OK," Karen said softly.  Um...  Can, can we just go swim or
something?  Get my mind off of this."

   "Yeah," I said with a smile.  But I don't know about here.  You're not a
very strong swimmer, remember?"

   "It's OK," Karen said with confidence in her voice.  "You're here,
nothing bad can happen to me now."

   "Well, OK, we can do one jump," I conceded.  "I'll jump first so I'll be
down there in case something happens."

   "OK!" Karen squealed, obviously pleased.  I stood up and extended my
hands to her.  She grabbed on and I pulled her to her feet.  The two of us
went towards the dam again, no one giving us any dirty looks any more. 
That was a relief to me.  I didn't want anyone getting suspicious and maybe
saying something to the authorities.

   I took my spot again at the edge of the dam and turned around to look at
Karen.  "Ooooh, you're going to do it again," Karen chirped, clapping as
she did.  I nodded to her as I positioned myself, just my toes and the
balls of my feet still on the dam.  Then with practiced precision I bent my
knees, threw my hands up and pushed myself off of the dam in one clean
motion, flipping in the air and adding a half twist at the end.  My landing
wasn't as clean as the week before, but the trick was better, so I got a
loud round of applause when I surfaced.  I swam back from the spot where I
landed and motioned for Karen to jump.

   Without a hint of fear Karen leaped off of the cliff and splashed down
about fifteen or twenty feet in front of me.  As she surfaced I shouted to
her what a brave girl she was.  I could see her struggling with her
swimming, but I encouraged her and slowly but surely she paddled towards
me. When she finally reached me I turned my back to her.  Her hands found
purchase on my shoulders and when she was close enough she wrapped her
coltish legs around my waist.  I started swimming towards the edge of the
pool with Karen on my back and when I got close enough to the edge I stood
up, with Karen still holding on.  I stepped up onto the rocks and bent my
knees slightly.

   "Slide off, Karen," I called back.  "I'd be happy to carry you further,
but the path is a little too treacherous to do it safely."

   The little girl gently dropped to the ground and I turned around to face
her when she was free of my back.

   "So...  what now?" Karen asked.

   "I have an idea if you're up for it," I told her.

   "Yeah, what's that?"

   "I have a membership at the Y," I said.  "I can bring a guest too.  Want
to go to swim at the Y?  I can give you swimming lessons while we're
there."

   "Oh yeah!  That sounds fun," Karen answered.

   "OK, I'm going to have to go back to my house and get my car," I said
that as I started walking up the path, with Karen in step behind me.  "You
should go back to your house and throw some clothes on over that bathing
suit of yours."

   "OK, I will," Karen said, happiness in her youthful voice.

   We reached the part of the trail that intersected with the path out of
the woods and I stopped.  "OK, I have to get my bike," I spoke, "but you
should just go home now.  The fewer people seeing us together the better."
Karen nodded.  "Now after you get changed go back to the store where we got
ice cream and wait inside.  I'll stop in with my car, it's a black sports
car.  When you see me walk in, you just walk out and sit down in the
passenger seat, OK?" Karen nodded again.  "OK, kiddo, I'll see you in a
bit," I said as I started backing off towards the dam.  Karen waved at me
then turned to go back home.

   I went back to the dam, collected my bike and headed back out towards
the street.  I pedaled quickly home and returned my bike to the garage.  I
went upstairs to my bedroom and put on a T shirt.  Then I grabbed my keys
and had a quick bite to eat.  I wanted to be sure that Karen had enough
time to get home, change and get back to the store before I arrived.

   In the garage I opened the door and got into my car, a 2003 Chevrolet
Corvette 50th anniversary edition.  It sure was nice to make enough to
afford toys like this, I thought as I sat down inside.  I fired up the car,
put it in reverse, let the clutch out and backed out of the garage.  In
only a few minutes I was at the store.  I parked my car and entered.  I
walked to the beverage aisle to grab a bottle of soda or something and I
saw Karen standing near the cooler looking in.

   She was still wearing her bathing suit, it appeared to be a two toned
shirt which disappeared into her tiny purple denim shorts.  They hugged her
body very tightly and had no back pockets.  They may as well have had a
sign on the back saying "pedos stare here." A pair of black flip flops
finished off her summer look.

   She saw me and smiled.  I nodded to her.  "Can I have this?" she asked,
holding up a bottle of Coke she had just fished out of the cooler.

   "No," I said and she pouted.  I took the bottle from her and put it back
in the rack before grabbing two glass bottles of Coke.  "You can have one
of these though, Coke tastes way better with real sugar." She smiled once
again.  I gestured towards the door.  Karen got the hint and started
walking towards the exit.

   I took the bottles of soda to the counter and the clerk rang me up, I
paid with cash and then returned to the car.  As I lowered myself into the
driver seat and closed the door Karen looked at me with a huge smile on her
face.  "This sure is a nice car," she said.  "I've never been in one.  You
must be really rich or something."

   "I like it too," I told her, "it's fast as fuck and no one ever asks me
to help them move," I chuckled as I said that.  Karen smiled too.  "I
wouldn't say I'm rich though," I continued, "well off certainly, but not
rich." I used the edge of my key chain and popped the cap off of one of the
bottles of coke and handed it to her.  I followed suit with the other, then
I leaned my bottle towards her and Karen clanged hers together with mine.

   "To new friendships" I proclaimed.

   "To new friendships!" Karen agreed emphatically.

   I started the car and pulled onto the road.  As I did that Karen started
poking at the dash, I assumed she was trying to turn the radio on.  I
brushed the back of her hand with my fingers and took hold, wrapping my own
fingers around to her palm.  I then guided her hand through the sequence on
the touch screen to turn on the radio.

   "So what are we going to listen to?" I asked Karen.

   "How about some Boyzone?" she said.  Then she started cracking up.  I
chuckled along with her.  She tuned the radio to the local pop station. 
Well, it wouldn't be my first choice, but I could put up with that.  Taylor
Swift's most recent single starter pumping out of the speakers, far too
loudly.  "Why so loud?  Karen shouted over the radio then she turned it
down to a listenable level.

   "Metal is supposed to be loud," I answered.

   "So, you're a metal head, huh," Karen said, more a statement than a
question.

   "Yup, and you listen to boy bands," I said with a laugh.  Karen gave me
a dirty look before cracking up herself.  I liked watching her laugh.

   I continued navigating the streets while Karen's head bobbed with the
music.  Whenever I was in the same gear for more than a few moments I'd lay
my right hand on her left hand or brush her arm or leg.  Any sort of
friendly contact.  I could tell she liked it and I did as well.

   Twelve minutes of driving later we arrived at the Y and we both got out
of the car and I locked it with the fob.  Then I popped the trunk and
grabbed out a pair of towels.  I handed one of them to Karen and she
thanked me, then we both made our way into the building.  I showed the
counter person my membership card and told her that Karen would be my
guest. She wrote something down onto a notebook and asked me if I'd need a
lock.

   "Two, please," I said and she gave them to me.  I gave one of them to
Karen and told her to follow me.  We walked down a hallway and when we
reached the locker rooms I motioned Karen towards the women's room. 
"Change up and leave your clothes and towel in a locker.  Just like gym
class I'm sure.  I'll meet you right here."

   "OK!  Karen said excitedly and made a bee line for the proper locker
room.  I entered the men's locker room and quickly changed.  After shoving
my shirt, shoes and towel into a free locker I made my way back out to
where I told Karen I'd meet her.  A minute or two later Karen walked out of
the other locker room and I started walking towards the aquatics room, with
Karen on my heels.

   The aquatics room was huge.  It would have to be to hold a lap pool, a
kids pool and a pair of hot tubs.  The lap pool also had a pair of diving
boards, one just off the surface and the second one on a platform ten feet
from the water.  I wondered how long it would be before I'd be showing
Karen how to dive from that.

   I walked over to the counter where a woman was stationed and handed her
my key.  Karen saw what I did and followed suit.  The woman put the two
keys into a cubby together and reminded me of the two lock numbers.  I
thanked her and walked away.

   I led Karen over to the kids pool and she was about to object till I
told her that she was a beginner and that three or four feet of water was
plenty to learn in anyhow.  I jumped right in, making a bit of a splash,
but not bothering anyone who was already in the water.  Karen followed me
in, her tiny body making a much smaller splash.

   "Now, this might sound silly, but when I was a kid and my mom sent me to
swimming lessons the teacher always started every lesson by having us blow
bubbles into the water, so lets have at it, kiddo," I smiled at Karen and
then lowered my face to the water line.  I started blowing bubbles and
Karen giggled before doing it herself.  "OK, Karen, now that you're nice
and relaxed, how about you show me what you can do.  Swim towards the other
end of the pool." I pointed beyond myself towards the deeper end of the
pool.  It was only four feet at the deepest point, so Karen would be safe.

   Karen clumsily began swimming away from me and I followed her easily.  I
saw right away a number of issues with her technique, but allowed her to
finish off what I asked.  By the time she finally reached the other end and
grabbed onto the side of the pool she was huffing and puffing.  "How'd I
do?" The child asked expectantly."

   "Well, You're definitely putting in a lot of effort." She frowned
slightly at that.  "It's OK, that's why we're here," I told her.  "Now hop
on and I'll swim us back to the shallow end." I turned my back to her and
again she latched on the same as back at the dam.  I gave a number of
strong stroked and propelled us to the other end in no time.  Karen
dismounted and stood looking up at me.

   "OK, so what'd I do wrong?" she asked.

   "Well," I said, "The first thing is your hands are all wrong.  Look do
this," I showed her my hand as I cupped it slightly.  "This way you catch
the water in your hand and push it back, thus pushing you forward."

   "Alright," Karen said.  "Anything else?"

   "Your arms are all over the place," I informed her.  You want a more
consistent stroke.  Keep your elbows around 90 degrees and pull with your
shoulders like this," I showed her the motion with my arms and she mimed
me. "Good, now what I want you to do is lay on my hands and when I say so
start doing that, OK?"

   "OK!" Karen replied excitedly.  I'm glad she was enjoying the lesson.  I
got the impression that she enjoyed learning.

   I held my arms down, elbows at an angle and put my hands out palms up.
My hands were a good foot under the water.  Karen sort of jumped at my
hands and I caught her, positioning my left hand between her chest and
belly button.  My right hand supported her under her thighs.  I lifted her
up till she was most of the way out of the water.  It felt like I was
lifting a cloud.  She couldn't have weighed more than 65 pounds.

   "OK, Karen, give it a shot," I said and the youngster started doing the
motion I showed her.  I could feel her pulling herself forward and I held
back enough to keep her in place.  "Good, good, now point your toes and
kick." She followed this instruction as well and I lowered her into the
water and let her go.  She took off towards the other end of the pool and
reached the side much faster than her first try.  I followed her over and
she turned around just as I got there.

   "And how was that?" she asked smiling.

   "Much better, honey," I told her truthfully.  "You're a very quick
learner."

   "That's what my school teachers say too," Karen beamed as she spoke.

   "Now how about we keep doing laps for a bit?"

   "Okie dokie, Shane!" Karen said, her voice full of cheer and she took
off towards the shallow end.  I swam after her and caught up quickly, at
which point I slowed to match her speed.  We both reached the other end and
I stood expecting Karen to stop, but she turned around and headed right
back the other way.  I again paced her and at the other end she did the
same thing.

   She finally stopped when we reached the shallow end again and she stood
up.  I stood up too and looked down at her.  Her face was the very image of
happiness.  "This is so much more fun than before," Karen said, her voice
practically a song.  "Is there anything else I need to do differently?" she
asked.  I was proud of her for wanting to keep improving.

   "You're doing great, Karen," I told her truthfully.  "The only thing I
can think of is maybe try kicking your feet harder and faster.  Your leg
motion should start at the hips and flow all the way down.  Think of the
way a fish wiggles its tail.  I think you can get even quicker if you do
that."

   "Can do!" Karen said with confidence and started towards the other end
again.

   "Whoa whoa whoa, hold on, kiddo," I said loud enough for her to hear. 
She stopped and looked at me, concerned.

   "Did I do something wrong?" she asked.

   "Quite the opposite," I said.  "I thought maybe you'd like to try the
big pool instead."

   "You sure?" she asked.

   "Absolutely!" I proclaimed.

   "OK then," Karen swam towards the edge of the pool and pulled herself up
and out of the water.  I was right behind her and as she strained to get
her right knee up to the side of the pool she bent slightly at the waist.
As she did so I had a magnificent view of her taught backside.  I could see
her muscles working as she extracted herself from the water and realized
that the plumpness of her rear came not from any extra padding, but from a
very strong pair of glutes.  I quickly figured out that it must have been
the work of her gymnastics classes, although perhaps just a bit of help
came in the form of superior genetics.

   I pulled myself our of the water and adjusted myself, not wanting Karen
to see that I was at half mast.  Luckily she never looked back, but instead
quickly walked towards the lap pool.  She jumped right in and I followed
her.  She took the right hand edge lane and I took the one next to her. 
For the next twenty minutes the two of us swam lengths, stopping every now
and again to chat.  Karen's technique kept improving and by the time we
stopped for the final time you'd never know that just an hour or so ago she
could hardly swim.

   "Do you know how much time you have till your mom gets home?" I asked
her.  "I should probably get you home before she does."

   "Just let me out at the park at the end of my road," Karen said.  "I can
walk home from there and mom will never know."

   "Can do, kiddo," I said to her.  "Now how about we go get dried off and
change?" Karen Nodded and the two of us swam towards the ladder.  I offered
her the opportunity to exit first, partly to be considerate, but mostly
because I wanted another look at her shapely rear end.  After getting out I
went to the counter and retrieved our keys.  I gave Karen hers and the two
of us went to our respective locker rooms.

   I threw on my shirt, socks and shoes quickly and again was out before
Karen was.  Karen came out moments later and the two of us left the
building and piled into my car.  I put the key into the ignition and was
about to start the car when Karen spoke.  "I want to thank you for this,
Shane," she said.  "Now I'll never have to be scared of the water because
of you."

   "It was absolutely my pleasure, Karen," I said smiling at her.

   Karen threw herself over the center console and wrapped her arms around
my head pulling me towards her.  Before I knew what was happening she was
kissing me.  I was a little stunned, but regained myself fairly quickly.  I
didn't do anything to stop her though as she pressed her lips against mine
more firmly.  Finally realizing again just how public this parking lot was
I broke the kiss and gently pushed her away.

   "I'm sorry," Karen said, a hint of guilt and sadness in her voice. 
"It's OK if you're mad at me."

   "I'm not mad, honey," I replied.  " Believe me.  I am concerned though.
This is a very public place.  If people saw me kissing a ten year old I
could be in a lot of trouble."

   "So...  you didn't hate it?" Karen asked, hopefully.

   "Honestly, I wanted it as much as you do.  I know it's wrong, but it
felt right."

   "I thought so too," Karen said.  "The naughtiness of it all is exciting.
It doesn't hurt that you're a major hunk either." I smiled at that
compliment.

   "Well, maybe next time we can leave a little earlier and find some
privacy somewhere," I suggested.

   "So, there's gonna be a next time?" Karen asked.  "Good to know."

   "Of course there's going to be a next time, honey," I answered with a
big smile.  "I still have to teach you how to dive."

   "Ohh I'd love to learn that, thanks."

   "And I'd be glad to teach you, now how about I get you home?" I started
up the car as I said that and I began the drive towards Briarwood.  Over
the course of the drive we kept talking about swimming and I kept telling
her how proud I was of how quickly she learned.  With every compliment
Karen beamed and it made me happy to see her so pleased.  She really was
beautiful when she was happy.

   "So, shall we meet up again tomorrow?" I asked Karen.

   "I'd like that," she said.

   "At the store again?" I suggested.  "Noonish?"

   "Yeah, that works," Karen replied.

   In short order I turned down Karen's street and she ducked low in the
seat as I did.  "Good idea," I said when she did that.  I pulled into a
space at the park and told Karen the coast was clear.  She said goodbye,
popped her door open and exited the car.  I watched her as she walked away
towards her house.  Her walk was still very child like since her hips had
not yet widened, but my god, her apple of an ass was quite the site to
behold as it turned to and fro.  I envisioned myself laying kisses on its
bare skin and once again my penis hardened.

   I'll have to work that load out when I get home, I thought.  I had more
work to do on INTECH's fucked up system and I certainly wouldn't be able to
think with preteen ass on my mind.

   Karen now out of sight I pulled out of my parking space and drove back
home, my erection aching the whole drive back.

   End chapter two.

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