FINDING SHELTER

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She appeared at my front door, barefoot, her stringy, unkempt honey brown hair looking a mess as always, her play dress worn and tattered, carelessly holding her grimy naked rag doll by a foot, her doleful brown eyes looking up at me expectantly, her face smudged with dirt.� She was a mess.� She always seemed to be a mess.� It was well past 10 PM and she was alone... again... and at my doorstep.

"Hi, sweetie," I greeted kindly.� "It's kind of late. Isn't your mother home?"� She shook her head and stepped inside.

Lindsey was her name.� Eight years old and neglected.� Over the past few years she showed up on my doorstep more times than I can count, seeking safety, seeking comfort, seeking attention, seeking something to eat.� As a human being, her mother was a rather worthless specimen, but I suppose her mom� could have been worse.� No telling where she was, who she was with, or when she would show up again.� It was a pattern both Lindsey and I knew all too well.

"Are you hungry, baby?"� I really didn't need to ask that question, as I knew the answer. "I have some soup.� Would you like some ABC soup?"� Lindsey looked at me with a little smile and nodded her head, then headed to the kitchen where she took a seat at the table and waited.

I always kept several cans of ABC soup on hand for evenings like this, that, Spaghetti-Os and few other kid-friendly quick meals.�� Opening the can, I poured it into a bowl, added a can of water, stirred it and popped it into the microwave.� Having heated it not too hot and not too cold, I ladled out a bowl for her and sat it in front of her.� You'd think she hadn't eaten in days and perhaps she hadn't. After she wolfed down the entire can of soup, I offered her some milk and Oreo cookies.�

As she happily munched away on her cookies, I went and drew a tub of hot water, making sure it wasn't too hot nor too cold.� With the bath drawn, I fetched my little visitor and took her to the master bath where the large Jacuzzi tub awaited her... or should I say, awaited us.

"Take off those dirty clothes, Lindsey," I told the eight year old next door neighbor, my cock already hard in anticipation.� She placed her doll on the vanity and then unbuttoned her dress.� With the last button undone, she slipped the tattered dress off her shoulders and then let it fall to her dirty feet.� As usual, she wore no panties, so she was totally naked in about ten seconds.� That was one thing I did like about her mother; after the stupid cow had complained that Lindsey had lost her panties at my house, I suggested that she simply not wear any, that way they wouldn't get lost.� Her mother thought that was a reasonable solution!� Henceforth when Lindsey showed up at my door, she was usually without underwear.

I helped the naked little girl into the bath; she taking time to test the water temperature with her toe. Finding the water just right, she stepped in all the way and immersed herself.� I activated the pumps, the water swirled and bubbled while Lindsey came alive.� Like all kids, she loved the action of a Jacuzzi.�

She hardly noticed that I was undressing, indeed, she'd seen me nude so often that it was no big deal to her.� I suppose she thought that all kids took baths with the man next door.� I entered the water and sat with my legs spread either side of her, then playfully began chomping her with my legs. Again and again she'd make her escape only to be recaptured over and over.�

Once the chomp game had run its course, I grabbed her by the arm, pulled her to me and delivered a loud skin fart to her wet chest.� She squealed in delight and tried to avoid the next attack.� She covered her nipples in knowing anticipation that I'd strike there next, but instead I went for her belly button.�

Having given her reprieve, she attacked me, blowing farts all over my bare chest and tummy, my nipples being her primary target just as hers were for me.� Meanwhile my hands were all over her bare butt and where ever else I wanted to put my hands.

The bath games were both her favorite and my favorite, but there was also serious business to attend to.� I had her stand and then soaped her up from the head to the water, taking my time cleaning those places that needed cleaning the most, making sure her bald little pussy and tiny asshole were both squeaky clean.

After a quick dip to warm up her up and rinse off the soap, I had her sit on the side of the tub to wash those little feet.� By that time her feet had been soaked clean, but I soaped them up anyway before giving each little piggy a playful sucking followed by a tongue excursion up the inside of her thigh. Sometimes I stopped short, sometimes I didn't.� Tonight I chose not to stop short on the second trip up from toes.� I licked all over her bald vulva, all the while looking up while she looked down at me.� She bit her lower lip when my the tip of my tongue penetrated between her folds.� She was tasty tonight, which came as no surprise as her immature pussy was always tasty.� I didn't linger too long licking her cunt, as this was just a tease, the real eat out would come later, in my bed... before I fucked her.

Yes, tonight I would fuck her, fuck her for the first time. It was a moment I had been planning for some months.� It's not like I couldn't have fucked her months or even years before, but I hadn't.� She was so small, so delicate, so precious... no way would I ever hurt her.�

I pulled her back into the water and proceeded with the real work, washing her hair.� As usual, it was a tangled mess, having not been brushed or combed since I brushed it last.� Thank god for detangling baby shampoo!� I washed and combed, washed and combed until all the snags were out.� Then it was time to pull the plug on the now greyish bath water.

I stepped out first, grabbed a big fluffy towel and quickly dried off.� Then I helped her out, grabbed another dry fluffy towel and patted her dry.� I sat her up naked on a stool I keep for her in my bathroom, pulled out the hair drier and brush. As I worked on her hair, I would sometimes rub my bare cock into her back and the side of her neck, but not for long.� In a few minutes her hair was dry enough to put a little curl into it with a curling iron.� Lindsey is a damned pretty little girl when she's all cleaned up, but there was one last finishing touch, some red lipstick and little blush rubbed into her nipples.�

"You look so pretty," I complimented.� She gave me a toothy grin, displaying the gap from her latest missing front tooth.

With the little imp all cleaned up, it was time for bed.� She ran and jumped in my big king sized bed.� Gazing up into the overhead mirrors mounted on the ceiling, she did her snow angles while I moved in for the kill.� She squealed when I grabbed her ankles.� Then as I moved up onto the bed, I pushed her legs back, more and more until she was doubled in half.� Little girls are so flexible! I gazed down at my prize, the hairless cunt of an eight year old.� She was mine to do with as� I wished until her irresponsible mother came and fetched her.

I knew she was looking up, watching me as I lowered my head.� I surrounded her entire pussy with my lips and began to feast, licking, kissing, and scouring her slippery groove, forcing my tongue up where my cock would soon be, sucking up her juices until I was intoxicated with my lust for this child.� She squirmed about and laughed at the ticklish feelings she was receiving, but soon settled down to enjoy those sensations. Still holding her slim legs forward I sat up and inserted my middle finger into her vagina.� I had relived her of her hymen years ago when she was very little and she was very accustomed to finger fucking.

In, out, in, out my finger flew within her vaginal sheath, a rapid and wet thap, thap, thapping sound filling the room. Suddenly I stopped, lest I treat her too roughly.� She was much too precious for rough treatment by anyone.� Releasing her legs, they flopped down on the bed, spread out as if she were offering herself to me.� I rocked back, sitting on my heels, bracing myself upright and leaning slightly backward.�

Lindsey scrambled up and crawled to me, taking my stiff cock in her little hands. �She looked up at me, grinned broadly and then bent forward and kissed the head of my dick.� She always said that this was her favorite, licking and sucking my cock and licking my balls.� It was a favorite of mine too.� She was pretty good at it, having had plenty of practice over the last two years.� She knew just how to lick under my cock crown along that little flap of skin to cause my legs to twitch uncontrollably.� She thought it was pretty funny to lick here and cause my legs to jump,� and once she got me twitching she wouldn't stop; it was exquisite torture, but she soon turned to polishing my knob.� She wanted my milk and was determined to get some.� She didn't have too terribly long to wait before the sweet agony swept over me while my semen pumped into her small mouth. The little nymph didn't stop there, but continued to toy with my now super sensitive glans even as my cock began to wither, causing me to jerk about, as if receiving small electrical shocks.

"Enough!� Enough!� Enough, Baby girl." I pleaded until she let me be.� She released my wilted organ from her lips and looked up giggling. Her childish delight was infectious and I laughed with her.

Now that my ardor had been sated for the moment, I was able to think more clearly.� Is she ready to be fucked?� Will I� hurt her? I couldn't stand to make her cry, but... how much longer should I wait?� Until she was nine?� Ten?�� Her mother wouldn't give a damn if I fucked her, but then her mother was worthless.� Just like every time I played sex games with her, once she sucked me to completion, my better senses took over again, and just like every time before, I would delay that which would inevitably occur.

I scooped her up in my arms and hugged her.� "That was really nice, Lindsey.� Very nice.� You're such a wonderful little girl."�

As always, she didn't say anything, just giggled as I laid kisses on her neck and then her nipples.� She never said much, communicating mostly by shaking or nodding� her head. It's not that she couldn't speak, she simply chose not to, so it came as a pleasant surprise to hear her say, "I love you, Grandpa.� Will you read me a story now?"� Of course I'm not her grandfather, but she likes to think of me as such.

"Of course, Sweetie."� I picked up a book from the end table and beginning where I had left off a few days before.�� Soon she was fast asleep.�

I awoke the next morning to the incessant knocking on my front door.� Still half asleep and still naked, I trudged to the door, looked through the peephole and saw who it was;� Kate, Lindsey's worthless mother.� I opened the door and Kate stepped inside.

"Is Lindsey here?" she asked.

"Of course she is," I replied.� "She's asleep in my bed.� Showed up a little after ten last night, dirty and hungry, but what else is new?"

"I didn't mean to leave her alone like that.� My boss wanted me to work late last night." Work?� The woman was a prostitute.� Who was she kidding?� Certainly not me.

"You're late on the rent again, Kate," I told her as I turned on my coffee pot.

"I know, but I'll get it to you soon."

"No, you won't.� You haven't paid the rent for years... in cash that is."

"Can we keep on like before?"

"Sure.� Works for me," I replied.� Actually it was a pretty good arrangement; my house next door that she lived in with Lindsey needed to be demolished.� It wouldn't bring in much rent any way.� In return, I get to look after Lindsey... no questions asked. Even as I stood before her mother naked, waiting for my coffee to brew with her naked daughter in my bed, she asked no questions.�

"Uh, could you see to it that she gets to school today?" Kate asked.

"Actually I was planning on keeping her home with me today," I replied while fondling my cock for Kate's benefit.

"She's missed too much school already this year.� If she misses any more, the school is threatening to report me."

"Is that so? Tell me, have you given my proposal any thought?� I have the guardianship papers all drawn up.� All you have to do is sign them and then disappear, never to show your face around here ever again.

"Hmmmm, well, if you make it ten thousand dollars..."

"Done."

"Make it twelve thousand?"

"Get the fuck out of here, you worthless slut!"

Kate turned and walked out the same way she came in.� We've had that exchange numerous times over the past year or so, and as always, Kate asked for too much.� One of these days, I just might say yes to her extortion.� But why pay for something that I got for free?

I took a sip of my coffee, then walked to my bedroom and rousted Lindsey from bed.� "Up and at'em!" I cheerily said.

"Do I have to go to school?" my naked little nymph groggily complained. "I'd rather stay here with you, Grandpa."

"Not today, Sweetie. You've missed too much school already," I answered as I opened my dresser and pulled out a clean dress for her; I always kept a dress or two handy for such emergencies, collected from those times I sent her home buck naked.

"Here, you'll look pretty in this," I said.� Lindsey beamed brightly at the sight of the almost new dress I had for her.� Now, I just needed to locate a pair of flip flops.�