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 THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION,ANY RESEMBLANCE OF THESE FICTITIOUS EVENTS TO ANY
ACTUAL PERSON,LIVING OR DEAD,IS WHOLLY COINCIDENTAL.NOTHING IN THE REALM OF
FICTION WRITING IS OFF-LIMITS.THE AUTHOR DOES NOT CONDONE,ENCOURAGE OR
PARTICIPATE IN ANY MORALLY QUESTIONABLE AND/OR ILLEGAL BEHAVIOR.IF YOU ARE
NOT 18 YEARS OF AGE OR OLDER YOU ARE COMMITTING A CRIME.PLEASE CEASE AND
DESIST,IMMEDIATELY.AS FOR THE REMAINDER OF YOU GENTLE READERS BE AWARE THAT
THE FOLLOWING CONTAINS DESCRIPTIONS OF SEXUAL CONTACT BETWEEN CHILDREN AND
ADULTS.Story Codes:Mg,ped,cons,rom

   House-sitter

   PT.  1



   My ex had gone out of town,taking my boy and his older sister with
her,for ten days.Before they left

   she had entreated me to stay at her place and take care of the dog for
her.I was reluctant but eventually

   agreed.Just to shut her up,mainly.Now, as I wheeled my little 4WD truck
into the little mobilehome

   park, I was kicking myself for acquiesing to her demands.Her place was a
dump,her personal habits

   slovenly and I knew the real reason she had chosen me for the task was
the fact her place would be

   cleaner on her return than it was on her departure.  I sighed,shaking my
head sadly and resigned myself

   to my fate.  I would have to make the best of it so better to adjust my
attitude now.At least she wouldn't

   be there,right?  Of course, neither would my 8 yr.  old son and I was
already missing him.  We spent all

   the time together I could manage,whenever I had time off from the
demands of my job.  At least a

   couple of days a week he would be with me and I was well known in the
neighborhood,still had a

   couple of friends there.As I slowly drove down the asphalt lane towards
their house my eyes were

   drawn to motion in my rear-view mirror.Behind me,standing next to her
car parked in the driveway and

   waving at my receding tailgate was one of my son's friends mother.I
threw my left arm out the

   window,acknowledging her greeting.What the hell was her name?  We had
spoken many times,had even

   partied together several times,usually at my invitation while I was
taking her son and mine on an

   outing.Her son's name was George.She had two daughters also.  The older
one was Jess and her

   youngest was Allison.Her name still escaped me,though.Pothead,I
thought.And my little trick of

   association instantly supplied the answer.Patricia.Patty the pothead,she
smoked the weed pretty much

   24/7 to the detriment of everything else of import in her life.Drank
beer in large quantities,too,I

   remembered.  I was no slouch myself but she could match me
effortlessly.Apparently my son and his

   had experienced a falling out and I hadn't spoken with her for several
months.

   I parked in Julie's (my ex) usual parking spot,a dirt strip directly
across from her place and began

   walking back towards one of her neighbors three trailers away to
retrieve the key for her door.That fat

   bitch had already spotted me,of course,and came heavily down her front
stoop,the key visible in her

   hand."Looking for this,Alex?", she inquired in what I am sure she
believed was a coy manner.

   "Yeah,thanks Stacy,"I said,reaching for the proffered key."They finally
left at 10 this morning,"she

   announced,"she left a page of instructions for you." "Good,"I
muttered,finally prying the key from her

   fat sweaty paw and trying to ignore the wave of onions and sweat
emanating from her carcass I turned

   away."See ya," I threw over my shoulder by way of farewell and walked
the short distance to Julie's

   place.I knew my brevity had annoyed Stacy,she lived only for gossip and
rumors and I'm sure had

   wanted a better chance to spread some or perhaps glean a little from
me.But I hate that crap and try not

   to stand still for any,if I can avoid it."Alex," I heard someone
shouting my name and turned,looking

   back.Patty the pothead."Hey,Patty,"I yelled back,waving again.She mimed
the action of raising a beer

   to her lips,then lifted her shoulders in an exaggerated shrug.Smiling, I
shouted to her, "Sure wouldn't

   say no...is that an invite?"She nodded vigorously,extended her arm from
her hip,hand cupped towards

   herself before sweeping it up and over the opposite shoulder in the
familiar 'c'mon over' gesture.I

   flashed her both hands,all digits displayed and she returned the circle
with her thumb and index

   finger,the other three fingers extended and splayed.Still smiling, I
continued on into the house,it was

   nice to be invited for a cold one.  Had Julie been home,I knew the offer
would never have been

   made.Stripping quickly,I stepped into the shower,adjusting the water as
cold as I could stand.It had

   been a hot,SoCal day,not even Easter yet,but a high pressure system
above the central valley had

   induced the searing,dry Santa Ana winds,the humidity was right around
zero percent and the mercury

   was still above 80F at 3pm.  I'd been working in the bright sun all day
so was looking forward to this

   shower all the way over here.  A cold beer was sounding really
good,right about now,too.As I stood

   gratefully under the cool spray I listened to the excited punctuation of
the dogs nails on the cheap

   linoleum floor.He'd been happy to see me,knowing not much longer to wait
to finally be outside in the

   yard.Suddenly he barked shortly and ran out towards the door where I
heard him yipping excitedly.  I

   turned the water off quickly,stepping out of the shower and grabbing a
towel.Someone Rex

   knew,obviously.A light knocking sounded impatiently, sending the dog
into another paroxysm of

   excited yips and whines."Just a sec," I yelled,wrapping the towel around
my waist.  I suddenly realized I

   hadn't retrieved my bag of clothes from the truck after I had the key to
get in.Shit.I heard the door

   open,the dog really going apeshit now.Softly,it closed again."Hello...."
I said,"who is it?"

   A giggle answered me as I came out of the bathroom and turned toward the
living room."Hi,Alex." It

   was Patty's youngest daughter,Allison.She was kneeling just inside the
door petting Rex,who had

   capitulated now and was lying on his back in a submissive display,and
smiling up at me."Hey,Alli,Alli

   all come free,whatcha doin'?" She stuck her tongue out at me,baring an
empty space in her smile where

   she had obviously just lost a baby tooth.  "Better watch out,kiddo.That
is a vicious man-eater you're

   petting there."She had just turned six years old,I knew,tousled white
blond hair hanging to her bare

   shoulders,a somewhat grimy yellow one-piece knit outfit riding high on
her tanned thighs,a thin string

   tied around her neck holding it from falling off her upper torso
completely.She giggled shyly

   again,looking down at the prostrated dog between her legs.  "No he
aint."she stated firmly,looking back

   up at me.  Her eyes were a startling blue color.I saw her outfit wasn't
covering her titties and was

   interested to see they were unusually well developed,a definite female
shaped roundness and clearly

   defined cleavage.Well,so to speak.  I felt my dick stir a little at this
thought."Where's your Mom?" I

   asked her,coming closer."She told me to come give you this,"she
said,sinking backward and unfolding

   her legs from beneath her.I was still looking at her little boobs,noting
the rather large pink nipples

   pointing out from atop their respective little pads of flesh.Now I saw
the can of beer,sweating on the

   floor next to her,already in it's own little ring of moisture."My mom
hadda go get George," she said,

   with a mocking inflection on the word, George."Then go to the store,"she
went on,"she said 'bout an

   hour.Got any gum?" Her blue eyes studied my face,solemnly.Watching for a
sign of deception."Yup," I

   said,bending over,reaching for the cold beer.Quickly she swept it out of
my reach,pivoting away from

   the dog,knees bent,feet together and flat on the floor."Gum first,"she
smiled sweetly up at me.  I stared

   at her,first her beautiful eyes as she stared defiantly back into my
eyes.An hour,huh?That thought rolled

   through the back of my head.  My dick stirred,again.  A little urgently
this time as my secret thoughts

   telegraphed down there.  I let my eyes slowly drop from her gaze
deliberately and obviously down to her

   exposed chest."I can see your boobs." I stated,staring openly for a
moment before returning to her face.

   She nodded,unconcerned."I know,"she said,"who cares." My cock was
continuing to harden,visibly

   tenting the towel wrapped around me.  I decided I didn't care.  Suddenly
Rex tired of waiting for more

   attention from Allison,rolling back to his feet and scrambling for the
back door.I watched him

   go."You're gettin' the floor wet,Alex." Alli said.  I shrugged, "So are
you," I pointed to the ring under

   my beer can.  She was alert for any quick move by me but I was in no
hurry."Besides, how you gonna

   chew gum without any teeth." She was propped on an elbow and she smiled
slyly, "I'll show you,in a

   minute." Now she let her knees fall slowly apart and I let them draw my
eyes away from her face again.

   I noted the edge of her tan-line on the cheeks of her cute little
ass,her knees continued almost to the

   floor in that impossibly pliant way that only small children possess. 
This was getting out of hand.

   "You're showing me now," I leered at her,cocking my head forward and
sideways for a better angle

   down her legs.  Her panties were bunched together into her butt crack.I
saw the fine,surprisingly

   thick,blond hairs on her thighs and calves.She let me ogle
her,calmly."So are you," she said,pointing at

   my dick, "gum." "Okay,it's in my truck," I said,"I need you to grab my
clothes,too.They're in a bag on

   the passenger seat." "That's another piece of gum,Alex." she said
calmly. I gave in immediately.  "All

   right,Allison," I growled,"go and get 'em." "Yaaaaay," she cried,quickly
rising, "here, Alex."She

   handed me my beer.  24 cold,fluid,wonderful ounces.  Hitching up her
jumper,she skipped out the door.I

   went to the back door,letting Rex out then, shaking my head at her
precociousness,I snapped the top

   open and enjoyed a deep guzzle.

   Where had a six-year old learned to be so brazen.  I knew if she told
her mother,or anyone really,about

   our exchange I could be looking at trouble.  It was stupid but I had
always been drawn to little girls in a

   sexual way and had let it go too far,just now.  I was fairly adept at
spotting the little girls who liked to

   play little games and were never likely to tell.  Over the years I had
enjoyed sex games with quite a few

   of them.But it had been several years since I had taken such a chance. I
truly loved little girls,had never

   threatened or harmed a single one or did something they didn't want to
do.  I liked making them feel

   good,not bad.  I was careful enough not to have been accused,never mind
caught.  That meant cautious

   grooming,starting slow and being sure of their happy cooperation.  I had
never tried to have a child take

   my cock in their mouth.  I'm not into blow-jobs,anyway.I had never
penetrated a little girl too deeply

   though I had met a few who could accept my entire finger and had been
molested previously.  Allison

   was showing signs of some sexual experience.  I had noticed her
before,of course.  She was a beautiful

   child.  But I had never been alone with her,either.  She did like to sit
on my lap or even carry her from

   time to time.Always with another adult there.It made my son very
jealous,though,so I had backed away

   from that.She knew I liked her and I was sure she liked me,too.  I heard
the gate clang as she returned

   with my clothes,she hadn't completely closed the door so she just came
right back in,closing the door

   firmly I noticed.Dropping my bag of clothes on the floor of the living
room but concentrating on the

   stick of gum in her hand,removing the wrapper isn't that easy for a
child,she wandered over to where I

   was sitting at the table.  "Will you help me,Alex?" she asked
plaintively.  "Sure,c'mere," I said, I wanted

   her touching me.Compliantly she moved up to my knee, handing me the
stick of gum.Taking it from

   her, I made it much more difficult than it really was while I gently
eased my knee towards her,finally

   pressing it into her thigh.  She watched me intently,putting her hand
just above my knee and

   unconsciously bumping her leg against my knee.  I intentionally began
bumping my knee into her upper

   thigh with the same rhythm,gently insinuating it between her thighs and
spreading her legs slightly.

   Like many little girls are wont to do without even noticing, she went up
on the balls of her feet and then

   her tippy-toes.  I finished extricating the gum and handed it to her. 
"Thank you." she said,politely."You

   are very welcome,young lady." I answered her, as she popped it into her
mouth.She was leaning on me

   with that hand on my leg, now,up on her toes as we gently bumped each
other rhythmically.She was

   unaware of it, I'm sure,as she explored the flavor of that stick of
gum.I took a long draught off the can

   of beer, withdrawing my leg at the same time.  As I had hoped,she turned
slightly and leaned her little

   butt against my knee.  Imperceptibly, I resumed the rocking bump.  "Is
that good?" I whispered.  She

   nodded animatedly.  My left hand stole down and gently gripped her left
hand which she allowed while

   we increased the pressure of the bumping of her butt on my leg.  I
squeezed her hand very lightly in

   counterpoint to the bumps.She didn't turn her head to look at me and I
watched her profile as she

   chomped on the gum and we continued our physical beat.  I gradually
increased the pressure of my

   squeeze on her tiny hand until there was no doubt in my mind she was
aware of and enjoying our

   movements.

   I wondered how far I dare push this.  I could see her concentrating on
our touches and she began

   chewing the gum in the same slow rhythm.I swigged my beer,looked at her
pretty little body and

   squeezed her hand while she chewed her gum and enjoyed bouncing her
tight little bubble-butt on my

   thigh.  "Who's watchin' you right now,Allison?" I whispered again.  She
shrugged her shoulders."Your

   sister?" I breathed.  I was looking at her bare back where her one-piece
dropped to the elastic band at

   the waist.The ends of the string tied around her neck fell to between
her skinny shoulder blades.They

   bounced on and off her skin as we bounced.Her hair was so fine and
blonde in the sunlight coming

   through the door's window.I swigged my beer as fluid dripped off my
rigid cock.  I stared at the patch of

   fine hairs that feathered her lower back.  This was another indicator,in
my experience.A happy trail,so

   to speak.She shook her head firmly at my question,refusing to
speak,seemingly not wanting to end this

   contact.  Those fine hairs on her spine disappeared into her yellow
shorts,her pronounced, jutting butt

   contacting,then off my bare leg.  I saw the fine blond hairs on the rear
of her thighs when she pulled

   away.  "Do you wanna stay here with me for awhile?" I had leaned forward
to whisper into her ear,she

   sensed me coming and stopped her bounce,her butt pressed on my leg.She
nodded violently and

   immediately,yes,she wanted to stay here,right now."Good," I said
quietly,"I want you to,too." And I

   picked her up and set her on my leg,straddling it,my hands at her
waist.Things were about to get

   interesting.

   ANY FEEDBACK IS NOT ONLY APPRECIATED BUT REQUESTED.  I BEGAN WRITING IN
THIS GENRE TO TRY AND BETTER UNDERSTAND WHAT MIGHT MOTIVATE PEOPLE LIKE
THIS.  IT IS NOT AN EASY CHARACTER TO PORTRAY AND I HAVE NO REAL LIFE
EXPERIENCE OR ACTUAL SOURCES SUCH AS A REAL VIOLATOR,FIRST-HAND WITNESSES
OR ACTUAL VICTIMS IN THESE TYPES OF ACTIVITIES.  MY INTEREST IN THE SUBJECT
WAS SPURRED BY A GIRLFRIEND WHO HAD SUFFERED AT THE HANDS OF SEVERAL
DIFFERENT CHILD MOLESTERS BUT SHE WOULD NOT DIVULGE DETAILS NOR SEEK
COUNSELING OR CLOSURE.  PRESENTLY SHE STILL EXHIBITS THE BIZARRE AND
SELF-DESTRUCTIVE BEHAVIOR AND SEXUAL-DYSFUNCTION THAT THESE EARLY EVENTS IN
HER LIFE HAVE ENGENDERED.THE ONLY FACTS I WAS ABLE TO ASCERTAIN WAS THAT
SHE WAS NOT RAPED OR ABDUCTED BY STRANGERS OR SUBJECTED TO ANY ACTUAL
PHYSICAL HARM BUT WAS VICTIMIZED BY PERSONS BOTH KNOWN TO AND TRUSTED BY
FAMILY MEMBERS.  SHE DID NOT REPORT ANY OF THE INSTANCES DURING OF AFTER
THEY OCCURRED AND INDEED STILL BLAMES HERSELF FOR THE INCIDENTS.WHICH,OF
COURSE,IS RIDICULOUS BUT,AS I HAVE LEARNED,NOT AT ALL UNCOMMON.PERHAPS
INDIVIDUALS THAT PERPETRATE CRIMES SUCH AS THESE DO DESERVE OUR PITY AND
DID NOT VOLUNTARILY CHOOSE THEIR SAD PREFERENCE NOR HAVE ANY REASONABLE
RECOURSE FOR TREATMENT (I CAN'T IMAGINE ANY IMPULSE THAT ONE WOULD WANT TO
HIDE MORE).BUT I HAVE TO ASSUME THERE IS LITTLE DATA FROM PEDOPHILES THAT
HAVEN'T ALREADY BEEN CAUGHT.THE SAMPLE SIZE FROM THOSE VOLUNTARILY SEEKING
TREATMENT MUST BE MINISCULE COMPARED TO THE APPARENT SCOPE OF THE PROBLEM
IN SOCIETY.PEDOPHILES ARE HATED AND VILIFIED IN EVERY SEGMENT OF OUR
SOCIETY.THEY ARE RARELY PITIED THOUGH THEY MAY DESERVE IT.  THE VICTIMS
THAT HAVE REPORTED THESE CRIMES AND,BY SO DOING,COME TO THE ATTENTION OF
SOCIETY,CONVERSELY,ARE GENERALLY OVERWHELMED WITH PITY THOUGH I HAVE
DISCOVERED,IN A FINAL UNJUST IRONY TO THIS SAD STORY,NEITHER WANT OR NEED
IT.THE HONEST TRUTH IS MOST HAD TO OVERCOME SELF-PITY TO BEGIN THE HEALING
PROCESS.  OUR PITY IS JUST ANOTHER BAD THING THEY DIDN'T ASK FOR.