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don't read it.  It's that simple.  The following is pure fantasy.

   Pichers

   "But, Mommy, why do I have to wear a top?  Bobby isn't wearing one, why
should I?" Little Roberta couldn't get it in her head that little girls had
to cover their chests.  At 7 years old, truth is, she had nothing to cover
up...  it was just tradition among the middle class people of Boston. 
Little girls wore tops...  period.  Bobby, her fraternal twin, grinned from
ear to ear, knowing he didn't have to wear a shirt on this hot Cape Cod
beach.  He also knew that the two of them would quickly disappear among the
dunes along the Truro beach.  Then they could get naked again.  The man
they'd met yesterday would see to it.

   Yesterday had been the best day of their young lives.  By 10 a.m.  the
fog had burned off and they were on the beach, running along the shore,
picking up pretty shells and splashing in the cold water.  By lunch time
they were headed back towards their cottage when he had approached them. 
"Hey, kids!  Got a sec?" The man was carrying a very professional looking
camera with a huge lens on it.  "I got something to show you." They
stopped. "I took some pictures of you guys playing in the surf.  Wanna see
them?" The twins were transfixed.

   "Wow.  We didn't even know anybody was near us.  How'd you get such good
pictures of us?" The man demonstrated the lens, even letting the twins look
through the viewfinder.  "You can see all the way up to the lighthouse."

   "Yep.  And I can take close ups, too.  Do you want me to take more
pictures of you?"

   "We gotta go eat lunch, Mister....  But we'll be back this afternoon."
The deal was set that the twins would come back.  As they scampered off,
Ammon licked his lips and felt his large cock jerk in anticipation.  His
tiny bathing suit struggled to contain the beast the outline of which was
clearly evident.

   It wasn't an hour later that the two returned, Bobby in an equally tiny
nylon suit and Roberta in a two piece pink suit with a Hello Kitty motif.
"You gonna take more pichers of us, mister?" the Mister nodded.  "Whacha
want us to do?" After ten minutes of shots on the beach, Ammon called them
back up to the dune and suggested some pictures of them lounging on beach
towels.  Positioning them as he wanted them, the twins felt only slightly
uncomfortable.  Roberta lay on her back with Bobby half draped across her,
his left hand resting innocently on his sister's crotch.

   "Bobby, kiss your sister for me, OK?  I wanna see a few shots of you
guys being loving twins." Roberta readily agreed.  Bobby was a bit
hesitant."

   "I never kissed her before, Mister." Roberta grabbed his head and pulled
her brother's face to hers and she kissed him square on his lips.  The man
took pictures.

   "Move your hand around on her, Bobby."

   "Whacha mean?"

   "Here, I'll show you." The man cupped the child's pussy and slowly began
rubbing his hand up and down on the outside of her suit.  "Like that."
Bobby did it.  The man took pictures.  "Hmm, seems to be something wrong
with my camera." The man said, stopping to brush sand off the lens.  He
looked at the two young twins with a mixture of fascination and animal
lust. "gonna fuck both of them', he thought to himself.  "Tell you what,
kids, my cottage is just right up the dunes.  Why don't we head up there
for some drinks...  and I think I have ice cream..." They jumped to their
feet and eagerly followed him.

   "Wow!  This isn't a cottage...  it's a house."

   "Yeah, a big house." Roberta chimed in."

   "You guys are all sandy and sweaty.  Why don't you shower off quickly
..." he pointed to an outdoor shower and guided them to it.  "Don't want
you getting sand all over my floors, now do we?" He adjusted the water to a
comfortable temp and then ordered, "Take off those wet suits as well." They
didn't hesitate and stripped down.

   There stood the 7 year old twins, Roberta with her tiny little naked
body, slender, totally flat undeveloped chest, her tummy flat, her hip
bones nicely protruding, her thin legs like pencils, her little butt barely
bulging, her long light brown hair tumbling down her naked back.  Her
little pussy, virginal, straight, like a closed coin purse, so completely
innocent and ready to be violated.  He would have her soon.  Little Bobby,
naked and well-built for a child, his little naked butt more bubbly than
his sister, his little tiny cock, cut and soft...  a little cock that soon
would be well eaten.  "Let's get some ice cream."

   "But, mister, we don't got no clothes on."

   "Oh, no worries.  Here, I'll take a shower too and we'll all be without
clothes." For whatever reason that seemed a logical thing to do.  The three
quickly dried off and marched into the kitchen, its big window with a
wonderful view of the beach and the white caps on the Atlantic.  The man's
6 inch cock stared growing, his excitement about what he was going to do
began to pump blood into it and it started lifting up.  He knew what he
wanted from these children.

   "You gonna take more pichers, mister?"

   "Why, Bobby.  Do you want me to take pictures of you with no clothes
on?"

   Roberta answered instead.  "You can if you don't tell Mommy." That
planted a thought in his head.

   "Huh.  So you like to keep secrets, do you?" The children nodded.  "So I
bet somebody else has taken pictures of you with no clothes on.  Am I
right?" They quickly looked at each other and giggled.  "Ah, so someone
has..  I see.  And you liked it?" More nods and giggles.  "And I bet it was
not your Mommy." Shaking of heads.  "So it was who...  now let me see..  I
bet it was your Daddy.  Am I right?" More head shaking and giggles.

   "No, silly.  It was our Uncle John...  Daddy's brother." They could
scarcely contain themselves.  "He likes taking pichers of us." The other
added, "He likes to do lots of things to us!"

   "You mean do things with you..."

   "No, TO us." The level and intensity of giggles increased.

   "Like what?"

   "Prolly like what you want to do to us, too!  You don't wanna just take
pichers.  You wanna feel us up and stuff, doncha?" Huh...  yes.  They had
him dead to rights.

   "You guys are pretty smart, aren't you?  And yes, I'd very much like to
feel you up" Bobby looked at his twin sister and waited for her to nod. 
Then he reached out and took the man's hard cock in his hand and squeezed
it.

   "If you can feel us up, then we gotta feel you up, too." Roberta
followed suit, grasping the adult cock in her hand as she reached over to
her brother and grasped his now hard 7 year old 3 inch cockle.  "Robbie
likes to get crazy, don'cha, Robbie?" The man watched in awe as the little
girl bent down and took her twin's hard little pecker in her mouth. 
"Mister, she likes it when you lick her coochie." The man knelt behind the
child and pushed his face into her butt crack and began licking her.  To
his surprise, little Bobbie wound his way around, keeping his dick in his
sister's mouth as he took the man's cock in his.

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