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   It had been two months since I had seen or heard from anybody.  Nothing
was coming over shortwave radio, nothing was being broadcast, and I
couldn't even get a satellite signal.

   It was now mid-Winter and I was in the woods checking my traps.  I had a
rabbit in the snare and a squirrel in the dead drop, so I bagged then and
attached them to my belt.

   In the distance I heard a scream -- a human scream.  I grabbed my rifle
and sprinted toward the sound.  In a few minutes I was approaching the road
and I could hear wolves.  As I got closer, I could see them eating a horse
they had taken down.

   "Dammit." I thought.  "Having a horse would have been nice."

   Then I noticed that the horse had been hooked to an old, stripped down
VW Beetle.  Someone had been using the Beetle as a carriage of sorts. 
Pretty ingenious, actually.

   I shot the first wolf and the other was immediately up and ready to
attack.  I fired and missed the second wolf, and it began crossing the
clearing faster than I expected.  A fired a second shot and the wolf fell.

   I grabbed my bowie knife and skinned the wolves, bagging their bloody
pelts to take back for curing at my compound.  Warm pelts were trade-able
in the off chance you could run into another person.

   I walked toward the vehicle to conduct a search when I noticed movement
inside.

   I stopped, grabbed my rifle, and slowly approached.  The windows of the
vehicle were steamed over, but I could see shapes moving within.  I
cautiously stepped forward and tapped the barrel of my rifle on the glass
and immediately heard screams -- perhaps three.

   I yelled, "It's okay.  The wolves are dead.  I'm opening the door."

   I opened the door and saw two little girls holding tightly to what I
assumed to be their mother.  The mother was bleeding and didn't look well.
She said, "Thank you so much.  I tried to fight them off.  They took the
horse."

   "I killed them, ma'am.  The horse didn't make it, though.  I was going
to clean him for meat, if you don't mind.  I can split it with you.", I
explained.

   The woman appeared sad and said, "Can you help us?  We are lost and
can't make it without a horse.  My girls are only 9 and 11 and we have no
protection out here.  Their daddy was killed two months ago when we were
robbed."

   I said, "I have space back at my place if you need to stay until Spring.
I have plenty of food and water."

   The girls helped their mother out of the car and it was clear that she
was in bad shape.  Her arms and one leg was bleeding.  The other leg
appeared infected -- perhaps past the point of repair.  She was limping
badly, but with me and the girls helping, she managed to make it to the
compound.

   I got them set up in their rooms and began trying to nurse the mother,
whose name I learned was Deanne, back to health.  I stitched and dressed
her wounds as best as I could, gave her antibiotics, water, food, and
Tylenol.  Slowly, however, after a month of treatment she was losing this
battle.

   "Please, sir...  just take care of my little girls." she begged.

   "Ma'am, I will.  This is their home, now.  I will love and protect them
with my life."

   With her daughters at her side and soft music playing from my iPod, she
passed away in the night.  We buried her topside the next morning and had a
little service.

   The girls were beautiful, surprisingly happy little things.  The 9 year
old was named Corrine.  She had long blonde hair, a cute button nose, and
teeth that seemed a little too large for her mouth.  The 11 year old was a
beautiful girl named Lindsay.  Auburn hair, piercing green eyes, and full,
pouty lips.  Both girls were going to grow up to be beautiful women.

   A few months later the weather began to grow cold again, so we weren't
able to bathe in the stream.  I would fill the tub with water from the
storage tank above, then heat it with a chemical pot.  When it was hot, the
girls would bathe together.  When they were done, I would bathe in the
lukewarm water.  It wasn't ideal, but it worked.

   Now that the girls were 10 and 12, I was beginning to notice some body
changes happening.  The 12 year old in particular was developing breasts
quickly and was getting a fair amount of hair on her pussy.  I admit that
it was beginning to get to me.

   That winter got so harsh that the pipes under the cistern even froze, so
we couldn't bathe or get water for laundry.  I planned to fix that design
flaw as soon as Spring returned, but that left us in a rough spot until
then.  Because the clothes began to reek, we opted to store them until
Spring and sponge bathe every couple days.  This, unfortunately, meant we
were walking around the bunker nude.  Normally that would have been fine,
but because [as I said] I was being aroused by their bodies now, I was
walking around with a raging hard on much of the time.

   I would see them giggle and point when they thought I wasn't looking. 
But for some reason, that turned me on even more.

   One night we were watching movies on our system and they wanted a scary
movie.  We put one in and were watching it and they snuggled up against me.
This made things very uncomfortable, indeed.  Then Lindsay got more
frightened and climbed up into my lap.  My hard penis was sticking forward
with her straddling it like a tiny horse.  I could feel the tight little
lips of her pussy on the length of my cock.

   I leaned back, moaned, and began cumming.  Squirt after squirt shout out
from under us, some splattering against her little pussy.

   She slid forward off of me [a motion which I felt like was torture] and
looked down and said, "What is that?!" Her sister looked over and said,
"Are you okay?"

   I cleaned myself up, wiped down the couch, apologized, and took a few
minutes explaining what had happened but they both seemed fascinated.  I
said, "I have some movies that show it if you ever want to see."

   In unison, both shouted "I want to see!"

   I grabbed some of the cards with porn on them and put one in.  This one
started with a woman sucking a guys dick.  The girls would look from the
movie to my dick to each other...  then back to the movie.  Eventually
Corrine said, "Can we try that?"

   "Absolutely!", I said...  perhaps a little too eager.

   Within a few minutes I was cumming again.  This time into a 10 year olds
mouth.  I convinced her that it was not only okay to swallow it, but it had
vitamins that could help her.

   As we lay back on the couch, a scene came on with a man licking a girls
pussy.  They both looked down at their little pussies and then immediately
at me.

   "Okay," I said.  "Who wants to go first?"

   Again, the 10 year old was the first one there.  She lay back and spread
her legs for me and waited.

   I began kissing her little pussy first.  She giggled at my beard
tickling her pussy.  Then I spread her labia apart with my thumbs and began
licking the sides of her little clitoral hood.  Soon her little clit was
extending out and I began to circle my tongue around it.  Her little
fingers were running through my hair as I continued licking and sucking
that little clit.

   Within a few minutes her little hands grabbed hold of my hair tightly
and she began shivering.  Grunting and moaning, she quickly began cumming.
Her juices covering my face as she pulled my head hard into her pussy.  I
began using my extended tongue to push into her tight little hole as she
held on and came again and again.

   Her little sister sat there watching...  her mouth hanging open in
anticipation.  "Next." I said.

   She smiled and lay down, spreading her legs.

   I began tonguing her pussy, enjoying the feeling of her tufts of pussy
hair on my lips.  She began getting excited and I could taste her juices
begin to flow.  Then I noticed her lose attention for a second, so I looked
up to see her watching the screen.  I looked over and saw the man beginning
to push his cock into the womans pussy.  She looked back at me and nodded
with a wry smile.

   I sat upright, pulled her little ass to the edge of the couch, and
positioned my cock at the entrance to her juicy little pussy.  Then I began
to push forward.  At first it wouldn't go in.  She looked a little scared
at first, but I kept pushing.  Suddenly her tight little ring gave way and
my cock slid in 3 or 4 inches.  She gasped for a second and grabbed hold of
my arms, digging her fingernails in.

   "It's okay, baby.  It only hurts the first time and it will stop hurting
in a minute." I reassured her.

   She began to relax, so I pushed in a little further.  Soon I was all the
way in and I said, "That's as much as it will ever hurt.  Now it will start
to feel better."

   With that, I slowly began withdrawing my cock.  She looked down and had
a sudden look of pleasure on her face.  Her full, pouty little lips forming
an "O".  When I was almost all the way out, I began pushing it in again. 
She squinted her eyes tightly and said, "Oh yes!".  Soon I was moving
quicker, sliding my cock easily in and out of her tight little cunt.

   She grew more and more excited and suddenly she began shouting, "Oh yes!
Yes!  Oh my God!  Yes!" I could feel her cunt muscles rippling along my
cock.  With that, I began spewing cum into her waiting pussy.  She began
shivering and spasming as if she were having a seizure -- and then suddenly
fell limp and said, "Oh my god.  That.  Was.  Amazing."

   Her little sister said, "Me now!" I just laughed and said, "I need some
rest, girls.  We have all the time in the world for this kind of stuff. 
There are so many things I can teach you."