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That evening, just after finishing supper, I heard what I thought was the sound of someone crying.� It was late Sunday afternoon, so everyone had left the campground by now, and I couldn�t figure out what that noise was.� I looked out my window and didn�t see anything, but the noise persisted.� It was definitely someone sobbing, a very light muffled sob.� I went out my door and looked around, and then I saw her.� It was my little swinging friend, still in the same clothes.� She was sitting on the picnic table on the other side of the campground, but the camper she was staying in was gone!

Well, I couldn�t just leave her there.� Unmindful of my state of dress, I went over to her campsite in just my boxer shorts.� She heard me coming and looked a little afraid, then started crying louder as I approached.

�It�s okay, little girl.� I�m the camp host.� What�s your name?�

She didn�t even looked up, but spoke softly between sobs, �Sally.�

�Sally... such a pretty name for a pretty girl.� How old are you?�

�Ten, but I�m almost eleven,� she said through her tears.

"What are you doing here all alone?�

Looking up at me, I could see the panic in her reddened eyes as she blurted out, �I got left behind!� Then she cried louder, tears rolling down her cheeks.

�Oh, now why would any parent leave such a cute young thing like you behind?� I�m sure they will be back to get you!�

�They were not my parents.�� Her cries got louder. �I don�t have any parents.�

Oh my!� What should I do now?� As I looked at her, my cock started to stir again.� Her little legs were so smooth, so long, I just had a hard time focusing my eyes on her.� She held her head in her hands as she sobbed.�� My eyes surveyed the hem of her skirt, which was oh, so close to the bottom of her panties. �She was so hot!� My eyes moved upward to her budding little breasts.� Barely noticeable, but just enough to poke into her tank top.� As she bent over on her hands, I could see down the front of her tank top ever so slightly, but just not quite enough to see those nipples.� I wanted to see them so badly.

I kept asking her questions, and she insisted she had no parents.� As far as I could gather, she had been in foster care and she said this couple got so mad at her that they just left her behind.� I was appalled.

�What could you possibly have done that was so bad they would leave you behind?� I asked.

�Well,� she said between tears, �I lied to them and stole some money from her purse.� They said they just would not have that in their house.� This was the third time I had done it, so they were through with me.� She started crying uncontrollably.� They sent me to the swings to play while they thought about it, and while I was at the park, they... they just left.� I started running after them, but couldn't catch up.�

�Well, no one deserves to be left alone like that,� I said.� �Is there anyone I can call to come pick you up?�

�I don�t know...�

�I could call the police.� They would find a place for you for tonight at least.�

�NO!!!!� she yelled, looking right at me.� �They will just put me back in that awful place until tomorrow morning.� Please don�t make me go there. PLEASE!�

Her blue eyes looked right into mine, tears streaming down her face.� She was so cute, cuter than I had thought before. How could I possibly refuse her request?� What else could I do?

�I don�t know what else to do, Sally.� My voice sounded firm, but inside I thought about her staying with me, about how magnificent that could be, about what a night we could have together.� SNAP OUT OF IT!� I can�t do that! I have never done that!� I have looked, but not touched.� This would be jail time... for a long time.� No way!

She looked up at me with those big blue eyes, her sobbing getting less and less.� She grabbed the hem of her skirt with both hands and gripped it tight.� I glanced down quickly and saw her panties appear for just an instant, and I immediately swung my eyes back up to her face.� She looked into my eyes and with the sweetest little voice said, �I could stay with you."

My mind said, 'No way!'� No way wasI going to put myself in that position.� Danger was on every side.� 'No way,' my mind said repeated.� �Oh, Sally, that would not be a good idea,� I said.

�What else can I do, mister?� She started crying louder and louder.� Her hands came back up to her head as it dropped down again.� But her skirt stayed put where she had gripped it, and I had a close up view of those panties, those heart covered panties, so cute, so tight now around her mound.� She didn�t know she had pulled it up like that.� Oh my, what a view.� I had never seen anything like it up close, only on my computer.� This was the real thing, and I took it all in.� I saw her look up at me and moved my eyes quickly to hers.� �Please, mister. PLEASE!�

With that last "please" she jumped up and wrapped her arms around me, crying uncontrollably. She was just tall enough that her face came to my bare chest, and she buried her face there and hugged me tightly.� Her body pressed into me hard as she continued to say, �Please, please.�� I was sure she could feel my hardness through my boxers, but I did not care. My natural reaction took over and I put my arms around her.

My hands touched the smooth of her back above her tank top, and I was in heaven.� I just held her for a while, wondering how I was going to do this. I wanted so badly to take her in, but at the same time, I was scared, scared that it would lead to something dangerous.� Scared that I would end up having to ask her to keep a secret.� Scared that someone might find out.� But, I just had to help her out. It seemed the decent thing to do, even though I had indecent thoughts.

�All right,� I said.� �But just for tonight.� Tomorrow we will have to go to social services and find out what to do about this.�

�Oh, thank you, thank you,� Sally said, hugging me closer than before.� Her hands around my back rubbed up and down with her jubilation, just about the waistband of my boxers.� My hard-on had to be evident; although she gave no indication she felt anything.� I felt everything, though.� Her hands on my back, her face buried in my belly, her chest heaving around my engorged cock.� All of it was making me even harder.

�I'll be really good, I promise.� I will do anything you ask, mister,� she said.

'Anything?' I thought.� My mind raced.� 'Will you take off your clothes for me so I can look at your beauty?� Will you let me kiss your little lips, your face, your nipples, and your sweet little pussy?� Will you play with my cock and suck it like a lollipop?� Anything?� Anything I ask?'

�Oh, sweetheart, just call me Tom.� Come on over to my camper.�

�Okay, Tom,� she replied with a smile as big as the sun on her sweet little lips.