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   Synopsis : A young girl is bought for a sex toy by a star-faring trader
in the universe of the future, but he falls in love with her instead.  Pure
pedo.

   Disclaimer : Copyright by the author.  Permission is granted to archive,
repost, or publish in no-cost or low-cost archives, periodicals,
anthologies of this type of material if unaltered and attributed to the
author.  This is a work of fiction.  The author does not condone any sexual
activity among persons under 16 in real life.

   These are just words, people.  Just words.  If you have a problem with
words see a competent shrink or an English teacher.This is sci-fi crap.  I
wrote this story years ago, and found it the other day when I fired up my
Sage.You have been warned.  This story is basically wish fulfillment.  This
story is graded <TAME> compared to some of the shit I've read in this
newsgroup.

   Thanks and apologies to Larry Niven and Iain M.  Banks.



   --==+==-

   He came in over the city from the sea.  Traffic control always routed
incomings that way, since statistically most crashes happened on landing.
Outgoing traffic usually went to the west, most craft boosted quickly
enough to be past the populated zones quickly, if something went wrong. 
Anyway, he came in, swooped low, and landed perfectly, right where they
wanted him.  Customs was waiting, a man and a 'bot, and they checked him
right through since he had almost no cargo.  They sniffed for illegals,
dropped a tiny prohibot on board and left.  He changed suits, locked the
ship up, and went out into the city.

   Darwin was a strange world.  It was an extremely liberal society, ruled
by some kind of patriarchal monarchy thing going back a few hundred
generations.  The world had a reputation in this little backwater end of
the galaxy as a place to go to get anything.  Anything, guns, drugs, women,
unregistered ships, crazy-ass dangerous pets from the ass end of nowhere...
anything.  It was even rumored that the nuke that went off a few hundred
years ago in the celestial palaces of Dworn had come from Darwin. 
Everything had its price, Tug knew, and as big as the galaxy was you could
usually find a place to buy anything, if you had the coin.  And more often
than not, Darwin was that place.

   Darwin Prime was big, thousands of square kilometers.  Huge buildings
loomed everywhere with mostly parks at ground level.  The buildings were
mostly levitators but a few had structure that reached down to ground
level. Quaint, he thought.  He found the marketplace and haggled with a
local to watch his back for him.  He knew he wasn't in any real danger, not
in this day and age, but it's just how business was done here.  Finally, he
strolled the boulevards and byways of the market, trailed by a giant
armored brute of a man named Wilco who bristled with blades and handguns
and even carried an ancient-style broadsword.  This place, he thought... 
archaic, but fun.

   He remembered the best rock dealers from his last time here and paid
them a visit.  They all had interesting things to buy but he was not
planning on buying until he saw the rest of the market.  As big as the
place was he knew that would take days.  He visited a few more rock shops
and then turned Wilco loose, making a date for tomorrow morning.  He
trudged back through the city after sampling the local cuisine at a food
shop.  Satisfied, and satiated, he went back to his ship.

   The next morning he picked up Wilco and made as many shops as he could
in a day.  He found a few things that just couldn't wait and bought them.
Wilco carried his sacks for him.  The guy was really fishing for a tip, Tug
thought, and he'll probably get one.  I'm a generous guy.

   Late that afternoon, he turned Wilco loose and slowly moved back through
the market.  He casually wandered closer and closer to the flesh houses,
feeling the whole mood of the marketplace change.  The crowd changed,
becoming more touristy and slightly more sleazy.  A lot more sleazy.  The
fleshpots of Darwin were known throughout the galaxy, too.  From nukes to
nookie, he thought.  Darwin has it all.

   He saw the little girl from a distance and moved closer, intrigued by
her.  She was cute.  Brown skin, a little pixie face, long long dark
hair... it was like somebody had make her just for him.  She sat in a chair
on the deck of a shop, watching the world go by with a bored look on her
face.  He looked above her.  A large sign advertised "Pleasure Drones For
Sale or Lease".  He watched the girl for a moment and then approached her
when he saw no one else in the area.

   "Hi, darling." He said, and she smiled up at him.

   "Good afternoon, sir." She said.

   "What is your name?" He asked.

   "Liliana." She replied.  What a beautiful name, he thought, for a
beautiful child.

   He knew full well that she was for sale or she wouldn't be sitting out
here.  He knew both he and she were being watched through spy-eyes by
someone inside the business.  He figured he'd get zapped if he touched her,
so he kept his distance.  He was already fascinated by her, though.  Kids
weren't really his thing...  but there was something special about this
one. She looked to be maybe six or seven solars old.  In another few years,
she'd be a woman.  He wondered if she sold well.  She must, or she wouldn't
be out here.

   "Are you for sale, darling?" He asked, already knowing that of course
she was.  That was the whole point of this place.

   She surprised him, though.  "No, sir.  I'm just the floor model.  But
you can buy one of my sisters inside."

   He was almost disappointed, although he knew that her "sisters" would be
identical to her in every way, coming from the same original egg.  Still,
he almost stubbornly thought, I want this one.

   "Darling." He said.  "Everything in the universe is ultimately for sale.
Especially on this planet."

   She giggled.  "I'm supposed to tell you to talk to Merman, if you're
interested in one like me.  Just go on in, it's open."

   Merman was a Delgian, small and pixie-ish himself, about the same size
as the girl.  Shit, though.  Delgians had a reputation for being harsh
traders.  This might be expensive, he thought.

   "And, my friend, what brings you here?" The Delgian said, steepling his
fingers on the desk in front of him.  His pointed ears made him look
devilish.

   "I am interested in the Liliana out front." Tug said.

   "Ah yes, Liliana...  a very special child, for the discriminating... 
person." Merman said, giving Tug a certain look.  Tug didn't know if it was
a good look or a bad one.  "We have seventeen of her in stock.  I can make
you a deal today, and you can walk away with her.  Or seventeen of her."

   "I'm really interested...  in just that one.  The one out front."

   "Oh, I'm sorry, she's our floor model.  You'll want an off-the-shelf, I
think."

   "No, I want her.  How much?"

   "Let's drink some Kav before we get down to the grubby numbers." Said
Merman, clapping his hands loudly.  A Sirrabian slave appeared with a tray
of Kav and all the usual bowls and cups and another five minutes was killed
while Merman mixed and poured.  Tug knew that this was just part of the
ritual but he grew slightly impatient.  He was just very careful not to let
it show.

   "Here you go." Said Merman and he accepted his mug and drank deeply. 
Merman gulped his, too, and slammed the mug down on the tray.  Tug put his
mug on the tray, and the Sirrabian bowed, took the tray, and disappeared.

   "Okay, now that we got that out of the way, six hundred thousand."
Merman said, getting right to business.

   Tug snorted.  "I got two girls this fine on Delta Gamma Six for four
hundred.  You need to check your prices."

   "Not this fine.  This drone is from the egg of a princess, a true
Moscavarian princess, with some of the most refined genetics ever.  This
one is truly special.  How sad that you are quibbling over something as
vulgar as simple price."

   "How sad that you are trying to break it off in my ass." Said Tug,
laughing.

   "Sir." Said Merman, puffing up.  Tug knew that he was loving the shit
out of this.  "The only thing that has broken off in your ass is your
over-bearing, thin-skinned..."

   "Okay, okay." Tug waved the Delgian to a halt.  Merman pouted for a
moment, then nodded.

   "I see that you are an Earther.  We could use the advertising among your
hard-to-scam species.  If you'll promise to show her off a bit to your
countrymen, and tell them where you got her, I'll let you have her for four
hundred thousand."

   "Her?  The floor model?"

   "Yes."

   "How used is she?  Has she been...  tried out?"

   "No, she's as fresh as a new day.  I haven't even...  tried her."

   "For real, she hasn't been used at all?"

   "No.  I can certify that.  She's right off the shelf, we just picked her
for the demo a few weeks ago, and loaded a little bit of extra...  appeal
into her."

   "I see.  Three hundred, you say?"

   "Four hundred, I say."

   "Three hundred, and...  this!" Tug whipped out a Cirulean Rhinestone
he'd bought just an hour ago.  It was fairly worthless, but beautiful.  It
had just the effect that rhinestones have on the untrained.  Merman almost
acted hypnotized by it.  He motioned Tug to hand it over and stared deeply
into it.  Rhinestones were like that.  The longer you looked, the more
things you saw, in that inner world.  Tug had seen people stare into them
for days, forgetting to eat, even.  Crazy.

   "Three hundred...  and this..." Merman said, reaching blindly out to
shake Tug's hand.  He never looked away from the rhinestone.  Tug laughed
to himself.  Those damn things did come in handy.



   --==+==-

   "Okay." Tug was at the desk of a tek, in the bowels of the shop.  The
guy seemed like he was in a hurry.  He'd probably done this a thousand
times.  The guy continued.  "You ever owned a fake before?"

   "Yes, several."

   "Big girls, or little?"

   "I guess just big..."

   "Beyond the age when a natural would menstruate?" The Tek asked,
impatiently.

   "Yes..."

   "Well, little girls are different.  Most people want their big girls to
behave kind of sluttily.  But most people that buy little girls buy them
for their innocence.  Shall we assume that about you?"

   Tug squirmed.  This was a bit embarrassing.  He wasn't sure why he had
felt such an attraction to the child, but the guy was probably right.  That
was probably a lot of her appeal to him.

   "Yes, that." Tug finally said.

   "Okay.  Well, the problem with innocence is that it's quickly taken
away, and then what do you have?  The lab rats have got around that problem
by selectively shorting out a lot of her short term memory.  Her cycle is
about twenty-four hours.  This time tomorrow, she won't remember any of
this, She won't remember you buying her, or anything.  She'll be fresh and
new, ready to be plucked again.  Actually, the process only takes about
sixteen hours, so she can be fresh and ready each night, or whatever your
cycle is based on."

   "What do you mean "Shorted out"?" Tug asked.

   "That's just a saying.  Her brain is not harmed or shorted out in any
way.  It's all software.  It's all in the manual.  You can change the time
frame, or negate it completely.  I think that two hours is about the
minimum.  Below that she starts to forget things like when to use the
toilet, and eating and such.  There are key words you can use, for the
stuff you want her to permanently remember, like her name, and yourself, of
course, and so on.  Well, she'll remember you because you're there all the
time.  But you may want to train her in certain...  styles...  and have her
remember them permanently.  It's all in the manual."

   "I see.  She's on a twenty four hour cycle?  This one?" Tug motioned to
Liliana, sitting behind him.

   "Was she the demo?" The guy asked, and he nodded.  "Yes, she's on twenty
four.  She'll be a little hyped, though, from the basic model.  She won't
be afraid of strangers or slow to speak her mind.  But she'll behave well
in public and be polite.  She's probably a bit supercharged in, uhm, sex
appeal.  And I think she's got some basic self defense stuff that the
off-the-shelfs don't have."

   "Okay.  Thank you." Tug said.  But the guy continued.

   "Sometimes memories sneak through.  That can't be avoided.  For
instance, she might remember remembering something from yesterday or the
day before.  She won't remember it directly but she'll remember having the
memory.  It won't be a strong memory and it will usually be gone in two
cycles.  Can't be helped."

   "Okay, okay." Said Tug, anxious to leave.  The guy blabbed on.

   "And, if you take our special, patented "Memo-block" pills, after you
imprint on her for a while, you'll forget most details of your time with
her, so she'll be fresh and new to you as well as herself.  It'll be like
having a sweet young innocent virgin every night, over and over.  You won't
get jaded.  If you're a spacer you need to buy a shitload of them, unless
you come back here often.  Don't worry, they are...  reasonably priced."

   Shit, thought Tug.  Not sure if I want my memory fucked with.  He could
see the appeal, though.

   "Here." Said the guy.  Here's a partial bottle.  You can just have
these. But give her a few weeks with you, first, before you start them, to
get her set in your mind."

   "Thank you!" Said Tug, accepting the large bottle.  He could hear the
pills rattling inside them.  He'd have to let his autodoc check the hell
out of them before he'd put one in his mouth, of course...  if ever.  At
the moment, he thought, I don't want to forget anything about her.

   "Her aging multiplier is set to max at the moment, about one to seven.
At this rate she'll live to be two hundred, like you, but she'll barely be
thirty physiologically when she croaks.  In other words, she'll be a kid
for eighty or ninety more years...  if you keep her that long, of course.
They do that on the floor models, so they last a good long time once we get
them trained."

   Really.  He hadn't known that.  "How old is she, really?" He asked.

   The guy called her registration up on his screen.  "We got her bunch
last Octember.  She was six standard, when her rate was reset.  She'll be
six for six or seven more years, then seven for seven, eight for seven, et
cetera.  Unless, of course, you change it."

   Tug nodded.  Interesting.  He hadn't realized she'd be around for so
long.  Well, he could always sell her or give her her freedom, if and when
he got tired of her.  If that ever happened.  He didn't realize this was
such a long-term thing, til now.

   "We have a much younger model, if you're interested, the Jennifari. 
She's three standard, I think?  I can check..."

   "No, this is fine.  I'm broke, by now, anyway." He wasn't.  He just said
that.  This girl was more than fine, though.  He thought her age was about
right.  He didn't want to have to buy a diaperbot.

   "Maintenance is simple, just treat her like a human.  Feed her what you
eat, though her metabolism runs a little hot and she'll probably eat more
than you.  She'll actually thrive on the most basic, cheap of foods, if
you're stingy.  Pop her in the autodoc when she feels bad, or catches a
bug. Her genitalia and rectum are enhanced, and will heal quickly and
remain tight and firm through pretty much anything you can throw at her. 
Her...  uhm, hymen will regenerate in less than a day if you want it to,
there's a setting in her for that, too.  Just remember, though, she does
feel pain, just like a natural...  if you're into that.  There's a setting
for that, her pain level can be attenuated until she can stand just about
anything.  She's a person, basically, just not a trueborn.  A person, with
a few extra settings."

   Tug nodded.  He was getting tired of nodding.  And he'd thought this guy
was in a hurry.

   "Good luck." Said the tek.  "Enjoy your new purchase.  We'll miss you,
darling." He said, and stood, and kissed little girl solemnly on the cheek.
She giggled.  Tug was ready to sign the papers and leave.  He checked his
implant.  The girl's user manual, bill of sale, and her registration were
all downloaded.  He was ready to leave, if they'd just pick up the pace a
little.



   --==+==-

   Ten minutes later they were finally out the door.  Her title had cleared
and been filed in his name and the EFT was completed.  She held his hand
tightly as they left the store.

   "Darling.  Have you ever left the shop before?" He asked, before he
remembered that her head basically reset itself every sixteen hours.

   "No...  not that I remember..." She said, looking at everything around
her with interest.  He felt a little sorry for her.  What a life.  He
promised himself to at least give her a little more than what she'd had so
far.  He was already starting to love her.

   They went on out into the promenade, and she was fascinated by all the
people bustling about.  The Ginjas scared her a bit, but the city as a
whole was fascinating to her.  He could understand that..  Darwin Prime was
a fascinating place, even to someone as jaded by travel as he was.  He
bought her some dinner at a street vendor and took her back to the ship the
long way so she could see the city.  They arrived at the docks shortly
before dark.

   She found the ship fascinating, and spent the rest of the evening
exploring it and trying out some of the virtual stuff he had collected on
his voyages.  She was very good at games, her reaction time was way faster
than naturals, as were most drones.  He asked, just curious, if she'd
played games before, and she shook her head.  Who knows if she would have
remembered.  But, like other drones he'd known in the past, she almost
instantly implicitly understood them.

   As evening drew to a close, he wondered which way to go with her.  He
didn't want to just jump right in the middle of her, he wanted to let the
suspense build up a while.  He wanted to gauge her personality a little
bit, before he began...  his time with her.  He wondered how the memory
cycle would affect her day-to-day functioning.  The manual said that things
like her surroundings and him, to an extent, would eventually imprint into
her.  There was a thing called a deep wipe that knocked her out for a few
days, though, and when she woke back up she was completely blank.  He
wasn't sure, this quickly, if he ever wanted to do that to her.  He felt a
great sympathy for her already.  He loved her smile, and her little round
face.  Of course he did, that's why he'd bought her.

   She slept with him that night, but chastely.  He didn't touch her.  She
didn't seem to care either way, he figured.  She had a little nighty in her
bag, and she put it on as he watched.  Her beauty took his breath away.  It
was the first time he'd seen her naked, he hadn't previewed her at the
store.  It was worth it, he thought.  She was angelic, and beautiful beyond
his understanding, almost.  He had been from one end of the galaxy to the
other, seeing and occasionally sampling girls from every planet he'd been
on, almost.  This one stood out, though.  This one was special.



   --==+==-

   "Tug."

   "What?"

   "What did I do yesterday?  I don't...  I don't remember."

   "Let's see...  I picked you up at Merman's place, and you came to live
with me.  I showed you the ship, and fed you dinner.  We talked."

   "I can't remember any of that.  Why do you think that is?"

   "Liliana, darling.  Your brain is a little different than mine and most
other people's.  It doesn't remember things day to day.  It's made like
that."

   "Why?  How can that be a good thing?"

   How indeed.  Gods.  The girl was no dummy, that was for sure.

   "Liliana.  It's just the way you were made.  Don't worry about it. 
Everything will go okay, you live with me now.  I'll take good care of
you."

   "Okay.  Thanks."

   "You're welcome."

   Okay.  Still.  He started thinking about whether he should release her
from the bondage of the forgetfulness.  He could still play with her, he
knew she'd still turn him on.  She'd still be sexy.  It just seemed more
fair, to give her her memory back.



   --==+==-

   That night, he tried to draw her out, to get some idea of her
personality.  He began by asking her questions about herself, what she
liked, didn't like, what she'd seen.  He rapidly realized that she was
basically blank.  She was smart, she was smart and inquisitive, but there
was still a curious blankness to her.  Maybe her personality didn't have
time to develop, because it started anew each day.  He didn't know if it
was a byproduct of her forgetfulness, or if she just hadn't seen and done
much so far in her life.  Probably a combination of the the two.

   The conversation quickly tapered down to nothing.  He was hard pressed
to keep it going and eventually gave up.

   She surprised him, though.  "Tug?" She said.

   "Yes, darling." He said, giving her his whole attention.

   "Am I real?" Gods, he thought.  The one question he didn't want to get
into with her.  At this age?  She was worried about it, at this age?

   "Darling." This was going to be difficult.  "Yes, you are real.  You are
very real.  You are real, and important.  But you are a child, and children
don't have as many rights as adults, under the law.  You can't go off and
live by yourself, for instance.  Somebody needs to take care of you until
you grow up, like me."

   She nodded somberly.

   "And...  to answer the question I think you're really asking...  you are
not a natural-born human.  You are a clone, a drone.  That doesn't make you
any less important or any less human that trueborns, just different.  The
law sees you a little different, but I think it'll be many years before
that has any effect on you.  Most of all, you are important to me.  You are
mine, and I am yours.  We belong to each other, now.  That makes you very
important to me."

   She nodded again.  That seemed to answer her questions, for the moment.
A minute later she was back inside his computer network, snooping around.
He breathed a sigh of relief.  He felt a little bad about glossing things
over the way he did, but he didn't want to crush her.  He didn't want to
tell her she was basically property.  It seemed less and less fair to him,
now that he was connected so intimately to her.



   --==+==-

   The next day Wilco didn't even bat an eye at the new member of their
troupe.  The next time Tug looked back at her she was perched atop his
massive shoulders, watching the city go by.  They continued working the row
of rock shops and Tug started purchasing.  He was headed for the wealthy
center of the galaxy after this and he wanted a large supply of pretty
shiny things to sell the jaded, complacent richies.  The bastards, he
thought.  The silly bastards.  They'll buy anything to enhance their boring
lives.  His business, and his life, really, was built around that premise.

   They had lunch at an outdoor food stand, and the girl ate like she was
famished.  Tug and Wilco regarded her with amusement as she wolfed it down.
He knew she was running hot, like the guy had said, he could feel the heat
from her body just sitting next to her.  He casually draped his arm across
her shoulder and she smiled up at him.

   He thought of something as they walked down the row of mineral shops and
that afternoon when he was finally tired of stupid rocks they headed for
the fashion circle.  He let her pick out anything she wanted, within
reason, and he picked out some outfits for her, too.  Shoes were next. 
Finally they stood before a underthing shop, and in they went.  This might
be...  interesting, thought Tug.

   The girl seemed a little lost among all the pretty underwear.  He
finally helped her choose some things and almost immediately, without
thought or inhibition, she stripped off the light sundress she was wearing.
She tried on a thong while he watched, his eyes bugging out again.  Other
customers were stripping and trying on things too, but he only had eyes for
her.

   She was...  exquisite, he thought, just like the Delgian had said.  Her
whole body was light brown and smooth as silk.  Her little chest was flat,
but her nipples were puffy, and an even darker brown.  He hungered to get
down on his knees and suck on them, here and now, in the store.  Her little
butt almost made him insane.  He was sure that she had a slightly bigger
butt than a trueborn girl of the same age, but he knew that she was
enhanced.  Her butt was slightly paler than the rest of her, and full and
firm.  My face is going there, he thought.  Maybe tonight.  Her little
pussy was smooth and hair-free, a slim vertical line in the middle of a
vee. He was uncomfortably hard.  He looked at Wilco, and the guy nodded,
and looked away.  Tug knew that he couldn't stand it, either.  He couldn't
imagine that monster with a girl this size, he'd split her in two.  He idly
wondered just how big Wilco was, the rest of him was so large.

   He realized that the girl's effect on him was planned and engineered but
he didn't really care.  Sex appeal?  That was all she was.  Everything
about her screamed it.  Even her personality and actions.  Just the way she
moved was sexy.  The jaunty way her little butt stuck out.  The easy,
almost petulant look on her face.  He wondered how he could keep her from
being knocked down and raped by random strangers on the street.  He
realized, with a little alarm, how she was growing on him already.  Don't
lose your head over this, he thought.  She's just a girl.  And not even a
real one, at that.

   They finally left the store with a selection of panties, thongs, and
silky hosiery.  Wilco carried the sacks, after he lifted the girl back up
on his shoulders.  They ate again, and he turned Wilco loose when they
reached his ship.



   --==+==-

   "Tug."

   "What?"

   "Why did you buy me all that stuff?"

   "Uhmm..." He wasn't sure what to say, so he told the truth.  "Because I
love you and because you're beautiful and because you'll look cute in
them."

   "I know all that.  I just wondered."

   "I like doing stuff for you, darling.  It's fun.  And you're worth it.
You deserve to have nice things."

   "Do I get to pick out what to wear tomorrow?"

   "Sure, if you wish.  I'll leave it up to you, if that's what you want."

   "Thanks."

   "You're welcome."



   --==+==-

   "Liliana." He motioned to her, as they had a late night snack, in the
galley.  "Dearest, eat like a lady.  Slow and refined.  You are a princess,
remember?"

   She giggled and wolfed down a piece of Hathorian cheese.  He laughed at
her.  She was a true pleasure.  She was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen,
but she was a kid, too.  The things she said and thought sometimes just
floored him, the way she looked at the world.  He felt a stab of sympathy
for her, and her sisters back at the shop.  What a life.  But, the
Convention of 10191 said drones weren't really people.  He realized how
completely she was in his power.  He swore to himself to give her a good
life, a pleasant life.  Luckily for her he wasn't into pain and torture. 
He figured a lot of these girls were bought for that.  She was lucky he ran
into her, he thought.  I can work with this.  I can make something of her.
She was a princess, genetically.  Even though she's going to live with me,
on a ship crawling around the galaxy, she can still be a princess.  She'll
be the princess of my domain.

   He remembered the last time he'd had a girl on board for any length of
time.  Ugh.  That was a mistake.  A Styxian, no less.  What was he
thinking? He remembered the only time in his adult life that he was truly
afraid, when the girl had had her cycle.  Two years of pleasantness, and
then boom.  She turned into a screaming raging maniac.  She didn't just
bleed.  She poured.  And her personality around that time...  grief.  He
had barely escaped with his life, finally dumping her on some border world,
with a promise to come back and get her someday and take her home.  He'd
never been brave enough to do that.  He wondered what had ever happened to
her.  She was sexy as hell, but when that time of the year came around? 
Shit.  Thank the gods this one was a drone.  None of that unpleasant period
business.



   --==+==-

   That night, he did touch her.  But not carnally, like he wanted to, like
he was getting more and more eager to do.  He wanted to stretch it out
until he thought he just couldn't stand it.  He wanted to feel like a man
in the desert, dying of thirst when he finally drank from her.  When he
finally tasted her.

   He did wrap his arms around her slim body, and hold her against his
chest that night.  She felt so nice and warm, she was a little furnace, he
realized.  He spoke to the ship through his implant and dropped the ambient
temp a few degrees, knowing she'd burn him up otherwise.  He put his
forehead against hers, and breathed in through his nose, drawing her
delightful scent in.  She smelled like springtime to him, like something
indefinable, elusive.  He breathed again.  And sex, of course.  She smelled
like sex.  She probably couldn't help that, she was just plain sexy.  She
was designed to be sexy.  Princess my ass, he thought.  She was probably
designed by a committee or a focus group or something.  Still, he thought,
she'll be my princess.  He was already worshiping her.

   "Darling." He murmered into her ear, tickling her with his breath. 
"Darling, I love you..."

   She wiggled around a little, and finally looked at him.  "I love you to,
I think..." She said, her voice almost sounding puzzled.

   He laughed, and squeezed her tightly.

   "Tug." She said, and he raised his eyebrows at her.  "What am I?"

   He laughed again.  "What are you?  You are a sexy little girl, for a
start.  You are many things.  What do you mean?"

   "I guess I mean, what am I, to you?"

   Oh gods.  He wondered if the memory loss was giving her some kind of
identity crisis or something.

   "You are my sexy little girl.  You are my everything.  You are my life,
darling." As he said it, he realized it was true.  This quickly, she was
his life.

   She giggled and seemed to relax, and he spent the next thirty minutes
whispering to her how much he loved her.  She seemed to eat it up.  He was
glad to do it.

   He fell asleep with her in his arms.  She had fallen asleep long before
that, her soft even breathing getting lighter and lighter.  He had watched
her flickering eyelids, until they slowed, and then he'd finally closed his
eyes to her beauty, and slept.  He was happier than he'd been in a long
time.



   --==+==-

   "Tug."

   "What?"

   "Will I grow hair...  down there?  Like that woman we saw?" They had
seen a semi-nude woman on the promenade with artificially accelerated hair
growth, and her pubic hair had been almost a meter long, at least.  He had
been able to tell it shocked and impressed Liliana, at the time they'd seen
it.

   "Lili...  what you saw today, that woman, that was not natural.  No, you
will not be like that...  You'll probably grow a little peach fuzz, yes,
and then you'll have to decide if you wanna be depped or lasered.  Most
everyone nowdays is smooth, down there.  But it'll be up to you."

   "I see.  Thanks."

   "You're welcome."



   --==+==-

   To his mild surprise, Wilco showed up the next day with a little girl of
his own.  Well, little was kind of relative, to him.  With a big little
girl.  Tug introduced her as "Gina" and Tug shook her hand.  Anyway, Wilco
perched a girl on each shoulder, and they took off.  They got shopping out
of the way fairly quickly when Tug grew weary of endless trays of shiny
things and they bought lunch on the street.  They went to a park beneath a
towering building and sat and ate.  Tug and Wilco sat and watched the girls
play for an hour or two.

   "Your daughter is very cute." Tug said, just making conversation.  Wilco
grunted.

   "Wife." Wilco said.  Shit, thought Tug.  Wife?  That little girl is this
beast's wife?  Holy shit.  He looked at the huge codpiece at the man's
crotch.  If he was as big as it looked like...  shit...  was the girl
hollow, or what?  Damn.



   --==+==-

   That evening they got finished early, and, on impulse, he invited Wilco
and the girl into his ship.  They sat around and talked while the girls
played games, and finally Liliana came and sat on his lap.  She seemed to
be very comfortable around him now, and he was pleased.  Well, she'd never
really been shy, true, but she seemed to actually like him, now.  Finally
Gina came and sat on Wilco's lap, and the two girls relaxed as the men
talked, or simply sat in companionable silence.

   Tug let his hands wander, exploring Liliana's body for the first time.
She ws so incredibly sexy he wanted to just rip her clothes off then and
there but he restrained himself.  The longer the wait the better he
thought. He ran his hand down her crotch and rubbed her little cunt through
her dress and panties, turned on by her warmth.  His other hand stroked her
hard little nipple through her dress.  She sighed and leaned back against
him.  She seemed to like it.  Hell, who wouldn't.  She seemed uninhibited
enough to enjoy herself, at least.  He realized that she probably had
absolutely no inhibitions whatsoever.  He wondered how her life had been,
so far, how she'd been raised.  He imagined a dormitory full of little
girls, all being raised purely for the sex trade.  Maybe somebody every now
and then bought one for the daughter they'd never had or something, but he
knew most of them were basically fuck toys.  He hoped that most of them
were treated well.  He imagined little Lilianas, all over the galaxy, some
to kind benevolent masters and some to beasts.  It didn't matter what
happened to them, they were possessions, basically.  There were laws, just
like there were laws for the care of animals, but who knew what went on
behind closed doors.  He'd seen crap that had made him ill, even on
"civilized" planets.  He was glad that he'd found her and taken her home
with him instead of some psycho.

   Wilco and Gina were getting pretty involved, he noticed.  Good.  He
wanted to see that, whatever might happen.  The little girl was halfway out
of her bodysuit by now, and the man was rubbing her little budding breasts.
She was cute and well-formed, Tug thought, she just wasn't really little.
She would make three of four Liliana's.

   "Take your panties off, darling." He whispered to Liliana, and she
slowly, sensuously slid her panties down her slim legs.  Damn, he thought,
everything she does is sexy.  She doesn't know how not to be sexy.  He
loved her more by now that he'd ever thought possible.  His erection was
almost constant and painfully hard.

   He brought her face to his mouth and kissed her.  She was a good kisser.
Maybe that was instinct.  He touched her little tongue to his, and she
giggled.  She tasted sweet and good.  She tasted like candy, to him.  He
devoured her, drinking her in.  He reached beneath her dress, and cupped
her little buttocks in his hand as he kissed her.  Her little ass felt so
sexy to him, perfectly sized, not too big, not too small.  My face is gonna
go there, he promised himself.  Tonight, my face is gonna go there.  Maybe
in just a few minutes, my face is gonna go there.

   Liliana seemed to like to kiss.  He knew that she couldn't ever remember
kissing before, if she had.  He wondered what went on in the sexy little
girl dormitory, when the lights went out.  He wondered if some of the
girl's crawled into other girls beds...  and played.  It turned him on to
think of it.  He wondered if another girl had tasted her before.  Her
paperwork certified her to be 100% virgin and untouched, but he wouldn't
have cared if another girl had tasted her.  He wished she could remember
that, if it had happened.

   Gina's bodysuit fell to the floor.  Tug stopped for a moment, and drew
Liliana's little sundress over her head.  How amazing, he thought, that the
dress has survived tens of thousands of years of human civilization.  Most
adult women, he knew, preferred bodysuits.  Although, on some planets, like
Darwin, full or partial nudity was common.  He liked that, although it took
some of the fun away, and made nudity less naughty.  He liked that naughty
feeling, sometimes.

   Tug wasn't sure how far Wilco would go, if he didn't somehow let him
know it was okay.  He hadn't planned on doing this so quickly, but he
realized he needed to do something to goad the man on a bit.  He reached
down and slid his finger along the seal on his pants, and shoved his
underpants down.  He drew his penis out, having to wiggle and scrunch up a
bit, since it was so hard.  Liliana regarded it with bemusement, staring at
it, and then looking at him, a surprised look on her face.  This is the
first one she's seen, he thought, even if she's ever seen one before.  This
is the first.  He was glad to be her first.

   He stroked it a few times, feeling the pleasure.  Then he grasped her by
the arms, and pulled her nude little body on top of him.  She was facing
him, sitting on his lap, and his penis slid right up into the crack of her
sweet little ass.  Her soft warmth on his cock felt fantastic, and he could
feel pre-cum oozing out like crazy.  He was more turned on that he ever
remembered.  Just feeling the pressure of her little body on his was almost
more than he could stand.

   Wilco casually unsnapped his codpiece, and dropped it on the floor. 
Gina dropped to her knees, and began unlacing his pants.  She was giggling.
She knew what was next.  She finally pulled his pants apart, and drew his
monstrous cock out into the open.

   Great galloping galaxies, though Tug.  What a fucking monster.  Wilco's
penis was pretty hard by now, and over a foot long.  So far.  And maybe
three inches in thickness.  Goodness, he breathed, almost feeling sorry for
the little girl.  Maybe they have oral sex, but there's no way they can
possibly have sex sex.  The man was just too big.  Finally, Wilco's
erection got as hard as it seemed to get, standing up from his waist,
monstrous.  It was a foot and a half long, Tug, decided, huge.  It was, of
course, uncircumcised, and the little girl drew the foreskin down, exposing
a huge cap.  Shit, tug thought.  He could have stuck his finger in the slit
in the end of it.  His whole finger.  He had no desire to do that, though.

   Gina slurped the monster cock into her mouth, like she'd done it a
thousand times before.  Maybe she had, he thought.  She couldn't take that
much of it, but she sucked and slurped around on the end of it like a
little professional.  Wilco sighed, and sat back, relaxing.

   Liliana watched all this with wide eyes.  She watched Gina suck on Wilco
and then turned and regarded Tug's penis.  She looked back and forth
several times and then hesitantly leaned forward.  Tug felt her little
tongue touch his cock.  He almost ejaculated, then and there.  She slowly
took him into her mouth, just the cap of his cock.  Her mouth felt warm and
soft and wet and he was harder than he remembered in a long time.  Ever,
probably.  She took him a little deeper but her little mouth wasn't that
deep.  It was okay with him, though.  She finally sucked a little, probably
instinctively, or maybe she noticed Gina's cheeks pulling in as the other
girl sucked.

   I can die, now, he thought.  No, not yet, I haven't tasted her.  Then I
can die.  He loved her more, that instant, than he'd ever loved anything,
even himself.  He looked down at the top of her head, and actively loved
her, hard.  He felt honored that she had taken his penis into her mouth. 
He felt blessed that he'd discovered her.  She is the one, he thought, she
is the one.  It doesn't matter if she's a drone, she's mine, she's all
mine. He knew he loved her enough, right at that moment, that he'd give her
anything she'd ask for.  Anything, even her freedom.  He wasn't worried
about that, though, he knew she was young enough that she didn't think like
that, yet.  It probably didn't matter to her, not yet.

   Liliana giggled, meeting Gina's eye.  He wondered if she felt naughty,
putting a man's weenie in her mouth.  Probably not, she didn't have
inhibitions.  She sucked him deeper, running her little tongue around the
cap of his dick, and he felt his prostate clench.  Shit.  He didn't want to
come in her mouth, though.  Not yet, not at this stage.

   He glanced at Wilco and Gina, and then just stared, in awe.  Gina was
sitting on Wilco's lap, sort of.  Her legs were spread, one on each of
Wilco's.  Her little pussy was spread wide.  Little pussy?  Heavens.  For a
little girl, he thought, that is one big pussy.  Her pussy started in the
front, on her groin, and disappeared, going well past where he thought her
perineum should be.  Grief.  Maybe she could take him, a few inches of him,
at least.

   It was sexy, to him, seeing the other girl's pussy.  It made him hungry
to see Liliana's, up close.  See, and taste.  He'd actually like to taste
the other girl, too, but he understood.  He sure didn't want to make Wilco
mad.  Then again, Wilco seemed pretty easygoing.

   Wilco reached down, easily lifting the girl on his lap.  He wiggled her
around a bit, his long cock sliding around on her pussy.  Finally he seemed
to feel like he had it in the right place, and he slowly pushed the girl
down.  She sighed and squirmed, as inch after inch of his hardness
disappeared into her body.  He pulled out every now and then, and back in,
to spread her wetness on his cock, and lubricate it.  Tug watched in
astonishment as the giant cock disappeared into the little girl's body. 
Shit, he thought.  Shit.  She is hollow.  Finally her little ass sat right
above his massive balls.  He was all the way in her.  Shit.  Her pussy must
go up way past her waist.  He wondered if she was a fake, and engineered
especially for this, for fucking.  If her cunt was over a foot deep she had
to be.  Or maybe it was some kind of breeding trick.  Grief, he though. 
Good grief.

   Wilco began to slowly move the little girl up and down his cock,
traveling a good foot at a time.  Gina shivered and moaned, obviously
enjoying herself.  Tug wondered what it felt like, to have a cock over a
foot long inside your body.  He didn't want to find out, he just wondered.
Gina squirmed, and began hicupping.  Wilco grunted every now and then, but
mostly he was silent.

   Tug bent back down to Liliana, and took her firm little ass in his hands
again.  She raised her face to his and they kissed again.  He didn't feel
bad about his normal sized cock, measured against Wilco's.  He knew not
everybody got to be a monster.  He figured Wilco was engineered to some
degree.  Who knows, Wilco might even be a fake.  Fakes could be citizens,
if they could afford all the paperwork and a few lawyers to get things
pushed through.  And, of course, if they were no longer owned by anyone. 
That was the hard part, he figured.  Although, he knew he already loved
Liliana enough to consider it, to consider giving her to herself.  It was
something to think about.  Now he didn't want to lose her, though.

   He idly rubbed his finger into her little cunt, and brought it to his
nose to sniff it.  She smelled delightful, just like what a little girl
should smell like.  A strong, definite scent of pussy.  More pussy than
anything else, but also a few other elusive, indefinable scents.  She just
smelled like a little girl to him.  He returned his finger to her cunt, and
rubbed up and down her wetness.  She was wet, and that turned him on.  He
wondered if she was turned on by the things they were doing.  He hoped she
was.

   He touched her puckered little asshole.  Now that, he thought, that's
where I want to go.  Right there.  Her asshole felt so sexy to him.  He
felt his dick actually get harder; he didn't have any idea it could, but it
did.  He rubbed and stroked her little hole, feeling it pucker against his
probing finger.  He finally licked his index finger and positioned it right
up against her hole.  She smiled at him like she knew what he was going to
do, and he laughed gently.  He didn't want to hurt her, but he knew her
rectum was enhanced.  She might feel some discomfort, at first, but he knew
that he couldn't really hurt her.  He gently pressed his finger in deeper
and deeper.  She wiggled a little, a funny look on her face, and he kissed
her again.  She seemed to like that, and forget all about his finger in her
bottom.  He pressed in deeper, until his knuckle was up against her ass. 
She felt so sexy, it felt so sexy, to be inside her body, feeling the heat
of her insides on his finger.  He pushed just a little deeper, and suddenly
he felt something on his fingertip.  It was a turd, and he knew it was a
cute one.  Everything about her was cute.  He could touch her cute little
turd with his fingertip.  Hiding up there, inside her colon.  He was in
love all over again.  He finally pulled his finger out, and wiped it on his
pants.  He thought about sticking it in his mouth, but he didn't want to
gross her out.

   Wilco and Gina were still going at it hard and heavy.  She was squealing
occasionally and moaning loudly.  He knew that she was going to come and
come good.  He sat back and relaxed, holding Liliana tightly against
himself, and watched the show.  Liliana was facing him, and he knew that
she couldn't really see what was going on behind them, but she didn't seem
that interested.  She seemed to just want to kiss, and that was fine with
him, as long as he could watch Wilco and Gina out of one eye, at least.

   Gina finally began to cum, a long drawn-out moaning groaning cum, and
Wilco seemed to let himself go, also.  A stream of semen sprayed onto the
floor, pistoned out of her little cunt, and the smell of it filled the
room. Tug could see the man's giant balls, pulled up tightly against his
body, as he ejaculated.  He hugged Liliana tighter to his body and watched,
amazed.

   Gina finally calmed down, and Wilco lifted her, sliding his huge cock
out of her body with an audible pop.  The little girl seemed exhausted and
just sat on the couch beside Wilco.  His cock slowly shrunk until it was
barely ten inches long, Tug noticed with amusement.  He cupped Liliana's
bare little ass in his hands, and squeezed her, touching her sweet little
asshole every now and then.



   --==+==-

   Wilco and Gina finally left, after the girl found some paper towels and
cleaned up the cum he'd spilled on the floor.  Tug just relaxed for a while
and held Liliana.  They went to bed that night and he held her, still not
ready to deflower her.  He wanted to be off the planet when he did that,
for some reason.

   The next day Wilco showed up and they made one last shopping trip
through the market.  Tug bought a lot of everything, and a lot of raw
material to make the things he made during his time in space.  He didn't
anticipate that much free time anymore, not with Lili around to distract
him.  That was okay, it wasn't that big a part of his income.

   They came back to the ship that afternoon after a final meal on the
promenade.  He settled with Wilco, giving him a large tip and taking a copy
of his business card in his implant for next time.  He buttoned up the
ship, kicked the prohibot off, and they blasted out of the spaceport. 
Liliana was excited to see the ship take off and sat in the co-pilot's
chair after he turned off the board on her side.  Once they were in the
deep he gave her a few minutes of zero-gee just to make her laugh and then
they slid into primal, bound for a planet Tug loved to visit named
Chastity. He knew it would enchant her.



   --==+==-

   "Tug."

   "What?"

   "Why was Wilco's thing so big?  And yours so small?"

   Oh, gods.  What a question.  The things she asked.

   "Lili...  Wilco is enhanced, like you.  As is Gina.  Did you notice
her...  pussy?  How big it was?  Like him?"

   She nodded.  "Well," she said.  "I'm enhanced, but I'm not big like
her."

   "True.  Not everyone is the same.  They seemed to be made for each
other. I imagine it's more likely she was made for him, truth be known. 
But they were definitely..." he stopped himself before he said "fakes." He
didn't want to say that in front of her, for some reason.  It seemed
disrespectful.

   "Enhanced." He finally finished, somewhat lamely.

   She thought for a while.  "Well." She finally said.  "I guess size
doesn't really matter that much."

   You got that right, he thought, laughing to himself.

   "Actually, Lili, my size is very much average.  I am not really
considered "small" at all.  I'm...  average."

   She nodded again.  He didn't feel the need to explain his penis size any
further.  If it was too big, he thought, I'd be hurtin' ya.  And he didn't
want to do that.



   --==+==-

   That night, he could wait no longer.  They went to bed about two hours
early, with no intention of sleep going on.  Well, she didn't plan, but he
did.  He stripped and crawled in between the grav plates, waited for her.
She pulled her dress over her head, slowly and sensuously.  Every thing she
did was sensuous, to him.  She pulled her little panties down, and stepped
out of them.  Her beauty still took his breath away.  Long slim arms and
legs.  Flat chest, with puffy little nipples.  He could literally count her
ribs, her body fat percentage was so low.  Her beautiful little pussy...  a
little slit, between two fat little labial mounds...  his mouth watered. 
She crawled in between the plates, and he grasped her floating body and
pulled her to him.  He just held her for a while, hugging her hot little
body against his, loving the feel of her skin on his.

   Zero-gee sex wasn't always easy.  The best way was face to face, with
the guy's hands on the girl's ass, so he could pull her back to him after
he pushed out.  He did this to Lili now, but he didn't fuck her, he just
rubbed his dick along her sweet cunt.  She almost looked surprised.  He
figured it felt good.  He wished he could kiss her but she was too far
down. He did stop every now and then, and bring her up for long kisses, but
mostly he rubbed her pussy, hoping to get her off a few times before they
really started.  To his satisfaction she finally did come, her body
trembling and shaking, her breath coming in gasps.

   He just stopped, and held her for a while.  He stroked her back, and
squeezed her firm young butt.  He loved her butt the most, he was
absolutely entranced with it.  It was slightly larger than a normal girl's
butt, but damn it looked so sexy, the way it stuck out.  It just looked
divine.

   Her butt would have to wait.  The longer the better it would be, he
thought.  He slowly manhandled her, turning her body down, her head facing
his feet.  He spread her legs with his hands, and slowly brought his face
to her cunt.  To her beautiful, tasty cunt.

   She had only had one shower since she came to live with him, three days
ago.  She was nice and tasty.  He loved her taste every bit as much as he
thought he would.  She was spicy and musky, with a hint of sweat.  Pure
pussy, he thought.  Pure pussy.

   He licked her pussy for an hour at least.  Until he'd pretty much licked
all the flavor away.  It was still tasty to him, though.  She'd gotten
bored, he figured, and she played with his dick for a while, giggling and
wiggling it, watching it wobble in the zero-gee.  It was pretty damn hard
at the moment.  She finally took the cap of it in her mouth and he wondered
if she did it because she knew that's what you did with dicks, or if she
had some faint memory of sucking it yesterday.  He didn't care that much,
it felt good.

   She finally began sucking pretty hard, and he knew he was moments from
cumming.  He stopped for a while and did his blocking exercise to prevent
it and backed off somewhat.  His dick still felt like it could cut diamond.

   He finally flipped her back up, and just lay and held her for a while,
recovering.  She sighed and giggled, and relaxed against him.  Gods, she
felt hot, her body just dumped heat.  He just lay there and loved her.

   Finally, the part he could no longer wait for.  He flipped her, and spun
her.  He put his hands on her buttocks, and spread them.  She grasped his
knees, and gave him something to push against.  He lowered her ass right
into his face, breathing in deeply through his nostrils.  She smelled
divine.  Gods, she smelled good.  Just like an ass.  Better, even. 
Fresher, Sexier.  Once again, sweat and the elusive ass smell, and a hint
of shit.  Just the right amount.  He wondered if her scents were enhanced,
she smelled so incredibly sexy.

   He extended his tongue, and had his first lick.  She tasted incredible.
Wild.  She tasted better than she smelled.  He licked all around her anus,
and she giggled.  He finally plunged his tongue into the center of it,
pushing slightly into her body, and she squirmed, and giggled some more. 
He licked her perineum, tasting more pussy taste the closer he got to her
pussy.  Pussy and ass, what a combination, he thought.  She was
spectacular. Fabulous.  He ran out of words.

   Assholes are funny things.  You can spend an hour washing an asshole,
and it'll still taste slightly of shit.  He didn't care on this one.  It
could taste a whole lot more of shit and he wouldn't have minded.  He knew
she pooped, she'd coyly and shyly disappeared into the bathroom
occasionally, plus, she ate enough to feed a grown man.  He knew she pooped
well.  He loved the taste and scent of her shit on her asshole, as much as
he loved her.  Enhanced shit, he thought.

   He would never grow tired of her asshole, he knew.  Two hundred years?
He might still be doing this, if he lived that long.  Pills or no pills, he
loved this.  He would do this every night, and maybe during the day,
schedule willing.  He just buried his face in her ass and licked.

   Damn, he thought, I need to put a screen in here, so she can have
something to watch while I play with her.  She still idly handled his penis
every now and then, but the way he was eating her ass out she couldn't suck
on it.  I need to give her something to do, he thought.  He began to rub
her clit with his finger just to keep her from getting bored.  She squirmed
and made a few funny noises and he knew she liked it.

   He finally curled his tongue and drove it deep into her body, as far as
he could.  The shitty taste got a little stronger, but it turned him on
like crazy.  He stabbed his tongue in and out of her, and felt her clench
and relax beneath them.  In her owner's manual it had said that she had
clitoral nerve tissue around her anus, and he wondered if it was enough to
get her off.  He fucked her ass with his tongue, hoping to find out.  He
stopped rubbing her clit, so he could tell if it worked.  He finally felt
like he was getting a cramp in his tongue, but to his satisfaction, he felt
like she came.  Her little legs went stiff, and her breathing became
labored.  Her whole body shook, and trembled, and she moaned slightly.  He
felt good, he felt like he'd accomplished something.  He loved to make her
cum.

   He stopped, and just held her again.  It felt so good to just hold her,
it felt like the whole universe stopped for a while and everything was
okay. He loved holding her.  She yawned and sighed a few times.  He
wondered if she felt secure with him.  If she even knew what security was.
I will give her that, he thought, I will give her safety and security.  I
will treat her like I would my own flesh and blood.  She is my own flesh
and blood, in a way, I own her.  She is mine.  Someday, he thought, I'll
give her her freedom, and see if she wants to stay with me.  Someday, when
it matters.  It won't matter now to her, but it might someday.

   He was still puzzling over her one-day memory cycle.  He almost wanted
to run it out a ways, to give her that, to give her more semblance of a
normal life, of not just being a sex slave.  He'd wait a while, though, and
see how it worked out.  She hadn't seemed that surprised today at seeing
his cock, not like she had yesterday.  It wasn't that important to him,
really.  He just wanted her, at the moment.

   He finally bent back down to her pussy, and licked her to another few
cums, hoping to make her feel warm and fuzzy so she'd sleep well.  With a
shock he realized he hadn't actually fucked her, yet.  Well, that could
wait until tomorrow.  Once again, waiting enhanced things for him.  It
would be worth the wait, he knew.  It would be worth it.



   --==+==-

   They came in fast and low over Chastity.  There was little traffic
control and he had to be on his toes to watch for other vessels.  He
finally got set down in a wide field and they locked the hatch and walked a
klick to the port.  A quick picture-taking thing for customs and they were
in a tram headed for town.  Liliana watched everything, wide-eyed and
fascinated, and he loved just watching her watch the world around them. 
Everything was interesting to her.  Everything was new.  He almost envied
her.

   The Chastatians were a race of small folk.  Really small folk.  The
tallest among them barely came to his waist.  But they were smart, and
clever artisans.  An Ancient race, they had millions of years of history to
draw upon for their creations.  Their stuff was breathtaking, and
expensive. Damn expensive.  He almost regretted the coin he'd spent on
Liliana, here.  He didn't regret buying her, though, when he thought about
it.  Of course not.  He just wished he had more coin.  Chastity did that to
you.

   He finally bought several pieces, not things that he wanted to own, but
things that he thought would sell in the core.  The Chastatians were
fascinated by Liliana, and he got a lot of comments about her, and several
offers to buy.  They never even asked if she was a fake.  They just
offered. He laughed and shook his head politely.  He wondered if she
appealed to them because she was small, like them.  And, of course, he knew
that few children traveled the lanes...  on many worlds like this, a child
of any race was new and interesting.  He understood their fascination, in a
way.  But, he also knew among races with long histories there were often
darker, more sinister reasons.  Chastity was like that, to him.  So
perfect, such a model world, so reasonable and moral...  he wondered what
their secrets were.

   Anyway, they spent a few days there, buying, and selling a little bit,
the Chastatians were always looking for materials and tools to assist them
in their creations.  They stayed in a small hotel, and saw the tiny city,
although most of the buildings he couldn't fit into.

   Finally they blasted away and he set the helm for the core, a few tens
of thousands of lightyears away.  Now, as they traveled, he would have the
time to concentrate on her.  Now is what he was waiting for.



   --==+==-

   "Tug."

   "What?"

   "What you just did with me...  have we ever done that before?"

   They were relaxing, floating in the sleeping field, after having sex. 
Not complete sex, he hadn't penetrated her, just a lot of licking, and a
lot of cumming, on her part.

   "Yes, Lili...  we did it last night, in fact.  I'm sorry you can't
remember it...  you enjoyed it, just like you did, tonight."

   She looked thoughtful at that.  He felt a stab of guilt.  He really
needed to put an end to that forgetfulness thing.  It seemed to bother her
anew each night.



   --==+==-

   He spent a day sorting and putting stuff into order, the new stuff he'd
bought, and old stuff.  She watched vids and played around the ship.  It
was entertaining to him just to watch her.  Finally, ship's evening began,
and he stopped everything and curled up on a couch with her.  They talked
for an hour or two, and he was again fascinated by her insights into
things. She was smart, gods she was smart.  He almost felt intimidated by
her, she was so smart.  And fast.  Nothing escaped her attentions, her view
of the world.  She saw stuff, new things that had long ago passed out of
his view.  To her everything was new and interesting.  He just couldn't
seem to get over that.

   Love was no longer the proper word for what he felt for her.  He had no
idea what was.  It was close to obsession...  close to worship...  he
wondered how much of it was due to her planned makeup, and how much was due
to the past experiences that had made her.  He had no idea.  He just loved
her, way past what he'd always though love was.  Way past the safe point,
he thought.

   He finally carried her into his room.  The ship had turned his bed on
when it saw him coming, and he deposited her in the middle of it, letting
her float free.  She giggled.  He slowly stripped her, loving the
experience of seeing her emerge from within her clothing.  She was
beautiful beyond belief to him.  He hurriedly stripped and joined her
between the plates.

   He hugged her, and kissed her.  They kissed for hours, it seemed like.
He ran his hands over her body, feeling her hard muscles beneath his
fingertips.  Her little butt was the sexiest thing ever to him, he could
not keep his hands off it.  He rubbed and squeezed and stroked and petted
it, feeling the moistness of her asshole, the sweaty center of her.  He
hungered for a taste of her.  He knew it was coming.

   She giggled softly, and suffered his attentions well.  She seemed to
enjoy the things they did.  Well, he knew she was a creature of many
enhancements, he assumed she was enhanced in the areas of sexual pleasure,
also.  He felt down between her legs, and fingered her pussy, finally
pressing his index finger deeper and deeper inside of her.  She sighed, and
relaxed.  She seemed to be enjoying it as much as he was.

   Finally, after what seemed like hours of play, he was ready for the real
thing.  He pulled her floating body to him, and spread her legs with his
hands.  He placed his trembling hands on her ass cheeks, and drew her to
him.  His hard penis fit right into her pussy lips, and he pulled harder
and harder.  She got a funny look on her face, but she was still smiling.
He pressed deeper and deeper into her, and he could tell the very moment
that his hard prick tore through her maidenhead.  Two tears welled up in
the corner of her eyes and she shivered.  He stopped for a few moments and
just held her, murmuring to her.  She finally nodded, although he'd asked
her no questions, and he continued until he was all the way inside her. 
His groin touched hers, and he knew he was all the way in.

   She was breathing deeply, and he slowly pulled out a few inches, and
then gently pressed back in.  Her eyes opened wide, and she looked up at
him, and he laughed softly.  She seemed to like that.  He did it again, and
again, pulling out a little further each time.  She did like it.  He began
to fuck her proper, not really pounding on her, but humping in and out
pretty vigorously.  She really seemed to like that.

   He knew she'd come, she'd already come enough times for him that he knew
she was capable of it.  Her legs finally began to tremble, and goose bumps
ran down her inner thighs.  She locked her little legs straight out, and
arched her back.  He spread her little ass, and gently pressed his index
finger into her anus, feeling her sphincter pucker down hard on his finger.
She was so sexy he didn't know if he could stand it.  She was lost, now,
gazing blankly above him, floating in some kind of dream state, it seemed,
the sensations from her body carrying her away.  He was glad he was able to
do it for her.

   She finally began to relax, and he relaxed, and let himself cum inside
her.  His balls almost hurt, he came so hard.  He squeezed her little ass,
and drew it to him as hard as he could.  She giggled, for reasons unknown,
and he let his pounding heart slow as he relaxed.

   "What was that..." she said.  "What was that, that we just did?" He
laughed.

   "Some people call it "making love".  Technical people would call it
"having intercourse".  The less erudite among us refer to is as "fucking".
Call it what you wish, darling."

   She thought for a moment.  "I like 'making love.' I like anything with
love in it."

   "Okay." He said.  "Making love it is.  Thank you, darling.  It was a
pleasure making love to you."

   "Yeah...  it was fun...  can we do it again sometimes?"

   "Every night, darling...  and maybe during the day sometimes."

   "Good.  Thank you."

   "You're welcome!"



   --==+==-

   They were sitting in the bridge, watching the stars go by.  Of course,
it was just a simulation, stars didn't exist in Primal.  He had just
finished taking her into maintenance mode and turning off her forgetful
cycle.  Now she should act like a normal child, he thought.  He hoped.  He
felt like he owed that to her, to give her her mind back, to give her
control of it.  The forgetfulness cycle had its advantages, even some to
her, but he felt better about it this way.  Of course, if he changed his
mind, if it didn't work out, he could always change her back.

   He'd turned off the hymen repair, too, he didn't want to hurt her every
time they made out.  He couldn't really think of any advantage to it, so he
just turned it off.

   They sat and watched the fake stars, and talked.  He loved talking to
her, and listening to her.  She was very well spoken.  Her speech patterns
were way more like an adult than a child.  Although, she still had a
child-like wide-eyed wonder way of looking at the universe around her.  He
envied her that.  He hoped she didn't get jaded, like he had.



   --==+==-

   "Tug."

   "What?"

   "How long have you done this?"

   "Done what, sold rocks?"

   "Yes."

   "I dunno...  twenty solars, probably..."

   "Are you gonna do it forever?"

   "Not forever, I'll die sooner or later."

   "You know what I mean."

   "Yeah.  I dunno.  It's tedious, at times...  and it barely pays the
bills, at times...  but it's all I really know how to do...  and I like the
freedom it gives me."

   "What do you mean, freedom?"

   "The ability to go where I want, when I want.  No one tells me what to
do.  I make up my own mind.  You'll understand, someday.  You'll have it,
someday."

   "I guess." She paused for a while.  "Were you lonely ever?  Before I
came?"

   He thought for a moment.  "I...  I think I was, I just didn't know it...
I think that's why I...  took you with me..." He didn't want to say
"bought" in front of her, for some reason.

   "I don't remember that...  why don't I remember that?"

   "Darling, your mind was fixed to forget.  I've changed that, now,
though, now you'll be able to remember.  Now you'll be...  normal."

   "Okay.  Good.  Thank you."

   "Yeah.  Good.  You're welcome, darling." He knew then he'd made the
right choice to cancel the forgetfulness.  He was glad he'd done it.



   --==+==-

   That night, they made love again.  It was as good as the first time, for
him.  And she had remembered most of it.  It actually seemed to make her
eager, because she knew their was a payoff for her.  He knew her orgasms
were enhanced, and he could tell she loved them.  She loved to cum.  She
was an intensely sexual creature.

   He just held her, after it was over, floating between the plates.  She
was satisfied to be held and she finally floated off to sleep.  He stayed
awake for another hour, cuddling her against his naked flesh, loving the
feeling of her hot skin on his.  She was his life, by now.  He couldn't
imagine living without her.



   --==+==-

   "Tug."

   "What?"

   "How does your ship work?"

   Oh, gods.  What was her interest in this?  "Liliana...  I'm not a tek...
I can't tell you much other than in the insystem thrusters are large
wormholes, that are tied into the corona of some star somewhere, some
region of high pressure in the star's corona.  That, and of course, there's
grav fields for maneuvering in atmosphere...  The stardrive?  I know some
of the theory...  something to do with Primal, with the dimensionless layer
of the universe directly beneath us...  but it's very technical.  Did that
tell you what you wanted to know?"

   "Not really...  but thanks," she thought for a while.  "Tug.  Primal is
not really dimensionless."

   He laughed.  How the hell did she know that?  Just how smart was she?

   "Darling, if you know so much, why do you ask me?"

   "I just wonder about stuff sometimes.  But, thank you."

   "You're welcome."



   --==+==-

   They advanced deeper and deeper into the core.  All around them, he
knew, were heavily populated inner circle worlds.  The distance between
systems grew smaller and smaller.  The Eater began to make its nagging
presence known, on the outer limits of his artificially extended and
enhanced senses.  He had to spend more and more time in the pilot's seat,
traffic was growing exponentially heavier the deeper they got.  Of course,
it was an astronomically small chance to collide with another ship in
Primal, but it had happened before.  He tried to be careful, now that he
was watching out for two.

   At long last, they approached Taurus.  Taurus the bullshitter, he
thought.  He didn't like the world much, but it was top-heavy with the idle
rich, the kind of people who made his business run.  He even had some
friends here.  He idly mused on who to encroach upon.  He realized that he
was thinking mainly of the presence of Liliana, and how she would affect
the people they visited.  He knew of a few that would really like her.  He
wasn't sure he wanted to share her, though.



   --==+==-

   Port Taurus was insane, as it always was.  The tightest lines he ever
flew were here, on Taurus.  He'd actually seen a ship get blasted once, for
straying too far out of its lane.  They were hard-asses here about that. 
He flew very carefully.  They landed way out in the boonies, where the
little guys were usually sent and took a tram in to customs.  There they
wasted hours waiting on the agents to clear them, another infamy of Taurus.
Tug caught up with as many of his acquaintances that he could contact and
got some times and dates, and even caught up on gossip.  They stopped at a
kiosk and bought Liliana a phone and had it fitted, and she spent the rest
of their time there watching the insides of her eyelids, playing with the
phone.  He dumped his contacts into hers, and put some trackers on it, and
keyed them to his phone.  He was already thinking about getting her an
implant, just so he could keep a closer eye on her.  He found himself
getting increasingly paranoid about losing her.  She was so damn
desirable...  he'd already caught dozens of men and male aliens eyeing her.
She was just so damn sexy and cute.  How was he ever going to keep track of
her for the next two hundred years?  Gods.

   They finally got signed out, and left customs.  He bought some taxi
tags, and pinned one on her and one on him.  They found a taxi, and he
spoke the name of one of his oldest friends.  The taxi sped away, taking
them through the lush, green city.  Buildings tapered up to infinity all
around them but the city was a park at ground level.  Most of the buildings
didn't start for a hundred meters up.  At last they ascended and parked in
a garage at the bottom of a massive apartment building.  Tug turned the
taxi loose, knowing they'd be here for a few days, at least.

   Lowland Dan.  Tug had had some crazy-assed adventures with the man, but
that was all in the past now.  Dan was retired, living a life of ease, his
old days as a lane-hopping half-pirate now far in the past.  He was the
first captain that Tug had free-lanced under, and one of Tug's oldest and
best friends.

   The man met them at the door.  He was old-fashioned, to a fault.  They
hugged and Tug introduced him to Liliana, who was already looking around
the apartment with obvious pleasure.  It was beautiful, much like a forest,
huge trees growing all around, a carpet of fine green grass, and a
murmuring stream.  It was literally impossible to tell you weren't out in a
forest somewhere, except for the furniture scattered here and there and the
occasional door.

   They sat around and talked and Tug caught up on the news of all his
local friends.  They had a meal, and then sat and talked some more. 
Liliana finally came and crawled up into his lap, yawning.  When he'd
adjusted her the other day, he turned her sleep requirement up a bit, so
that he could have a little time to get things done.  That was kicking in,
it looked like, and in a few minutes she was fast asleep in his arms.

   "Tell me about this one." Dan finally said, and Tug laughed quietly.

   "I dunno...  not a lot to tell...  picked her up on Darwin.  Paid three
hundred G's for her...  worth every penny.  She's an angel...  Moscavarian
genetics...  truly an angel."

   "She is a beauty..." Dan nodded.  "She's a fake, of course?"

   "Of course...  but it don't matter to me...  I'll give her herself when
she wants it...  if she wants it..."

   "How old?"

   "Six standard."

   "Tug..." Dan laughed softly.  "I didn't know you were into kids...  you
always picked the big girls, back when we ran the lanes."

   "I didn't know it either...  this one just kind of took me by
surprise... I know that some of it's engineered...  but mostly I think,
it's real.  I just love the hell out of her.  She already owns me
completely."

   "Well." Dan shook his head.  "You aren't the first out of the old crew
to lose his head over a woman.  Or a little girl, for that matter."



   --==+==-

   They slept in an old fashioned gravity bed, to Tug's discomfort.  It was
still interesting and Liliana never woke up when he laid her down on the
soft mattress.  He wrestled and rolled around and finally got comfortable
and slid into sleep, his arms around her, breathing her soft sexy smell
into his nostrils, his ears full of chirps and buzzes and clicks that the
fake night insects made.



   --==+==-

   The next morning they had a quaint, old-fashioned breakfast, and Dan
took them to the market.  Tug had brought a few things with him, and he
rapidly disposed of them, to his satisfaction.  The market seemed good and
hard, at the moment.  He might just clean up here without going much deeper
into the core.

   He bought Liliana more clothes, and even more clothes.  He finally had
to contract with a local kid to follow them and carry stuff.  At lunchtime
he finally safed the kid and sent him to the ship with all their loot while
they ate at an outdoor diner.  The food was good, food on Taurus usually
was.  Tug enjoyed eating, he knew that most people now had wormfeeds, but
he still enjoyed the process of eating.  Disposers, now.  That would be
nice.  Except...  crazy as it sounded, he didn't want Liliana to have a
disposer, not yet.  He loved the slightly shitty taste of her sweet
asshole. He wasn't ready to give that up, not yet.



   --==+==-

   Two weeks later, Tug was ready to get the hell off Taurus.  The planet
just bugged him, for some reason.  Maybe it was the fact that he knew
almost fifty billion people lived on it.  The place didn't seem crowded at
all, but damn.  That was a lot.

   They had visited most of his friends, all the ones that were at home, at
least.  He had gotten to show Liliana off to his complete satisfaction,
having to refuse a few polite offers for time with her.  He wasn't ready
for that yet.  If he ever would be.  He finally decided that it was her
choice, but she hadn't seemed interested in anyone else but him, to his
satisfaction.  He felt like she understood the situations, at least.  Damn,
of course she did, she was at least as smart as he was already.

   Tug had pretty much sold everything he'd brought, and made a better
profit than he'd ever dreamed.  He turned some of it into actual hard
currency, and gave it to Liliana, pleased at her appreciativeness.  She
seemed to understand money implicitly, which pleased him to no end.  Some
people never made the connection, he knew.



   --==+==-

   They said their goodbyes and blasted out of the spaceport one morning.
Tug headed in further towards the core, along the so-called polar axis.  He
had thought of something he wanted to show Liliana.  Plus, it'd just be
plain fun, to take something of a vacation with her there.

   Deep inside the core, a thousand light years from the Galactic Seat, was
a ring world.  A giant artificial structure, millions of kilometers in
diameter, around a sun.  Juno.  Tug knew it was the heaviest populated
structure in the known universe, tipping the scales with well over an
estimated trillion sentients aboard it.  And that was just a start of what
it could take.

   A race called the Dworn had started building it, two million years ago,
and then either gave up or went extinct.  A few other races had worked on
it, one even trying to change it over for chlorine breathers, until the
present galactic government had taken it over and finished it a few hundred
thousand years ago.  Well, finished was a relative statment on something
this size...  it would probably never be finished, but it was liveable, at
least.

   When they got close enough, he booked them a reservation on a cityship.
He knew she would have a good time there, the ships were massive, with one
goal, to provide a good time.  Fun for all.  He gave them two weeks worth,
with an option for two months, just in case.  He'd see how she liked it,
first.

   Traffic control slowed them down to a crawl as they approached the giant
ring.  Tug matched velocity and parked on the bottom where directed.  A
taxi showed up, slapped a bubble on the lock, and they left the ship,
towing a sack of mostly Liliana's clothes.  Tug knew clothing was optional
on the ship but he wanted her to be ready to do other things, too.

   The taxi deposited them at customs, and in a few minutes they were in a
tubetram headed down for the surface.  That took a good hour, but the view
was entrancing.  A few billion square kilometers spread out beneath them,
green and brown and blue, covered with a patchwork of millions of clouds.
There was almost no understanding of just how damn big the place was, even
when you were standing there looking at it.

   They had a quick meal on the tram, and finally they were in the
atmosphere and down.  They exited the tram at last and boarded a taxi which
would deposit them on the ship.  Tug took a little time to explain to
Liliana that although they would be nude on the ship, sex would only be
done in the privacy of their bedroom.  He felt like she understood.  There
were sex decks, of course, and he was sure he'd take her to one every now
and then, the thought of fucking her in view of others turned him on.  That
sounded like a fun way of showing her off.

   After two hours of flight, they crossed the shore and were over the
central ocean.  Less than an hour after that, the ship came into view. 
Gods, thought Tug.  I have seen countries smaller than that beast.  For
real.  He'd been to Juno before, but he'd never seen a cityship.  It was
several kilometers long, and half as wide.  The top deck was flat, with
forests and jungles, and superstructure occasionally poking through the
trees.  It was just positively immense.

   They sat down on the aft deck, and the taxi immediately took off as they
walked to receiving.  They got their tags, and some paperwork dumped in
Tug's implant, and they went in search of their room.  It was about
midpoint, with a balcony looking off the side of the ship.  Liliana was
entranced, and seemed in a tizzy, wanting to see everything at once.

   "Hang on, girl." Tug finally laughed.  "Let's get a beeper on you, and
then I'll turn you loose."

   They found a kiosk, and a tiny 'bot planted an equally tiny chip beneath
one of Liliana's teeth, and Tug got a ping from it on his phone.  He had a
permanent beeper, the number of which he had put in her phone back on
Taurus, and he now put in her beeper.  Now they should be able to locate
each other instantly anywhere on the ring.  Of course, their phones would
usually do tasks like that, but this beeper was a little more failsafe than
a phone, which could easily be removed.  It was just a little more
insurance.

   He knew that he'd have to just turn her loose on the ship and he felt
fairly safe in doing so.  No one left or boarded the ship without strict
entry/exit requirements, so he didn't worry much about her being stolen. 
And, with her phone and beeper, he was in constant contact.  He knew that
there were lots of other kids on the boat and lots of activities for kids
and he wanted her to have as much fun as she could.  As she wanted to.

   She stuck close to him that first day, though.  It made him wonder if
she'd ever been on her own before.  Well, considering her long-term memory
just started a week ago, he knew she hadn't.  He knew her personality was
strong and healthy, though, and he knew she'd pick up pretty quick.

   They spent the evening at a fun-park, and Liliana had about as much fun
as she could stand.  He almost had to carry her back to the room, she was
so tired.  He got her undressed and in bed, and followed her between the
plates.  He kissed and loved on her for a while, but it wasn't as much fun
as when she was awake.  He finally nodded off, himself.



   --==+==-

   The next day she took a few exploratory trips on her own.  She had
announced at breakfast that she was no longer wearing clothes, which was
fine with him.  He went native, too.  The only problem was his penis, which
was slightly recalcitrant that morning, and wouldn't go down, as long as
she was around.  Finally she departed the cabin, and he went down to the
vice deck, and gambled for a while.  He kept a pinger of her location on a
map running in the background of his implant, just to keep an eye on her.
He could close one of his eyes, and see out of her eye, when need be.  That
was kind of fun, at times, although he felt like he was spying on her.  He
finally found a couch and sat down, watching through her eyes, enjoying
seeing the world the way she saw it.  He was surprised to notice that
almost the first thing she looked at when she met a male was their sex
organ.  How interesting, he thought.  Well, she is a highly sexual little
creature.  He wondered what he'd do if her implant showed her having sex
with someone else.  He wasn't sure how he felt about that.  He felt doubly
bad about spying on her, after that.  He finally went back to the tables,
and let her have her fun her way.

   That evening, she came back to the room and spent a breathless hour
filling him in on her day.  He was glad she'd had a good time.  She had met
some other children and spent a good part of the evening running around
with them.  He wondered if they were trueborns, most of the kids he'd seen
acted like trueborns, although he wasn't sure why he thought that.

   She asked him if her friends could come over and he said sure.  No
problem.

   He softly, gently fucked her that evening, for hours it seemed like. 
They opened the seaward windows and the cool damp salty air blew in on
their naked bodies as they moved against each other.  They finally crawled
out of the bed and went out on the balcony, and she braced herself against
the railing as he took her from behind.  He slowly, lovingly pumped her for
another hour and she came and came again and again, her little chest
gulping air, and her legs finally trembling from just holding herself up.
He finally pumped her full of his sperm, and then wrapped his arms around
her and they sat, watching as day turned into night almost instantly as a
plate slid across the sun.



   --==+==-

   The next day she was up early and gone.  She joined him for lunch and
then departed again.  He didn't spend nearly as much time spying on her as
he had the day before.  He gambled a while and then retired to a sex deck
with a woman he'd met at the tables.  She was fun to fuck, he decided, she
had an articulated vagina, which almost milked him dry, but he realized
that Liliana had spoiled him for little girls.  Big girls were fun, but he
loved little girls the most now.  He already looked forward to the evening
when he'd get to fuck her again.  She had an attraction for him that he'd
never dreamed he'd feel for someone.  She owned him, body and soul.



   --==+==-

   That evening, earlier than he expected, Liliana showed back up at the
room.  He took her and kissed her and held her for a few moments.  She
looked up at him with her big brown eyes.

   "Tug..." She said.  "Can my friends stay here tonight?  With us?"

   He could do that.  He could give up one night with her.  He'd do that,
for her.

   "Sure." He said.  He nodded.  She nodded also, and he could tell she was
calling someone.  A few minutes later the door dinged, and she opened it to
allow two children to enter.  They were both girls, also, sweet and sexy,
just like Liliana.  He felt a twitch from his penis, and he thought oh no,
although, he realized if these people had allowed their kids on this boat
they'd probably already seen their fair share of dicks, both hard and soft.
In a way it turned him on even more, to think about getting a hard-on in
front of these cute little girls.

   The girls spent the evening watching vids, whispering and giggling, and
playing some kind of primitive game that required a board and physical
markers and stuff.  Weird.  They seemed to be having a good time.  They
were as angelic as Liliana, and every bit as sexy, and he decided that both
of them were fakes, also, enhanced fakes, at that.  They all had that
signature slightly larger-than-normal bottom, and that magnetic attraction
that he felt from Liliana.  He still liked her the best, though.

   That night, he went to his bed as usual, and the girls turned on the
other bed, and piled into it, having a free-fall wrestling match.  He just
looked at them and shook his head.

   He yawned, and decided to try for some actual sleep when Liliana came
across to his bed.  She bent down and whispered in his ear.

   "Tug." He nodded expectantly.  "Tug, will you make love to my friends
and me?  They are used to it every night, like I am."

   "Gods." He sat up, floating a bit.  "Liliana...  are you sure?  Are
they...  drones?  Do you know if they are trueborns or not?"

   He didn't want to get into a mess by fucking a trueborn kid.  Well, he
knew he could get into a mess by fucking someone else's drone, also. 
Although...  he realized how much he wanted it to happen...

   "Yes." Whispered Liliana.  "They are drones.  A man and a woman named
Stlith and Cherry own them."

   "Girls." Tug turned to Marissa and Chellse, the two girls.  "Can I have
your father's phone?  I'd like to ask him something."

   "Well," the girl named Chellse said.  "That's a problem.  He's an
omscient, and doesn't talk to anyone but Mam."

   "Can I talk to Mam then?  Mam is Cherry?"

   "Yes.  Sure." The girl sent the contact info, and his phone dialed it
for him.  In a few moments, he was talking to the woman.

   "Yes, good evening." Said Tug.

   "Good evening."

   "My...  erm...  daughter has your girls for a sleep-over.  I presume
this is okay?"

   "Oh, yes.  As long as they behave.  If they don't, just lecture them
strongly or send them back."

   "Oh, they are being perfect angels." Tug said.  He coughed, slightly
unsure of how to breach the subject.  "The girls have made their wishes
known for entertainment...  of a carnal nature."

   "Heavens." The woman almost interrupted him.  "My mate has spoiled them.
If you aren't up to it physically or if it violates your belief structure
send them back.  Or just tell them no."

   "Oh, no." Tug sighed in relief.  "I'll do my best.  Just checking."

   "Well, thanks for asking.  Ta ta!" The woman's icon disappeared from
inside his eyelid.  Whew.

   "Yes, darling.  Darlings.  Everything is okay," he said, smiling.



   --==+==-

   The three girls were floating around him, talking.  They had had some
very interesting stories to tell.  The two girls had been bought on
Carrilion, the prison world.  They had been in a brothel, and the man, the
one who didn't talk, had found them there during a birthday celebration. 
He was obviously wealthy, and he had bought them on the spot.  Tug was glad
that they had escaped a life of drudgerous sex service, the man and woman
had seemed to be raising them fairly normally, except for maybe the sex
part.  Well, that didn't mean a lot, even trueborns had sex with their
kids, sometimes.

   Finally, with some giggling, the play became overtly sexual.  The
littlest of the girls, Marissa, finally leaned down, and took his semi-hard
penis in her mouth.  He buried his face in Liliana's cunt, probing for her
clit, turned on by the slightly sweaty smell of her hot young body.  He
reached out blindly, and finally located the other little girl's cunt, not
wanting her to feel left out.  Soon Liliana was locked in a kiss with
Marissa to his pleasure, and the other girl, Chellse, had her legs wrapped
around his head as he tongued her sweet cunt.  She had an enhanced clit, it
was as big as his thumb, and she jerked and twitched as he sucked on it. 
The other girl was close to normal, and he soon tasted her, too.  Chellse
came first, just from him fingering her massive clit, and soon the other
girl came as he licked her cunt.  Liliana got to cum, then, and he finally
slid his cock into her sweet cunt, and she came again as he fucked her. 
Chellse was next, and she came mightily as he pounded her, the other two
girls having to steady them in the anti-G field of the bed.  When Chellse
finally caught her breath and pulled away, he slid his hard cock into
little Marissa, feeling her tightness squeeze his cock.  The other two
little girls were fine fucks, he thought, though, of course, his heart
still belonged to Liliana.

   He finally dozed off as the little girls made out, and they woke him up
at some point and he fucked them all over again.  Chellse was fun to fuck,
he could literally feel her huge clit against his groin, and she came with
incredible energy every time.  The feeling of her clit in his mouth was
fabulous, he could rub his teeth on it, and she would just explode.  She
was one sexy little girl.

   It turned him on to see Liliana's face buried in Chellse's crotch, and
he knew she was tasting that fabulous clit, too.  He wondered if she'd just
picked this up naturally...  where else would she have gotten it?  She
didn't have any inhibitions, so this was probably just natural.  She seemed
as ready and willing to make it with girls as she was with him.  The whole
thing turned him on immensely.

   "Chellse." He said, when she returned to him, and climbed on top of him.
She looked down at him expectantly.

   "If you gotta pee, anytime tonight, please pee on me." He said.  She
giggled, and nodded.

   It wasn't a few minutes later when she warned him.  They retired to the
rest room, and he lay in the bottom of the 'fresher as she poised herself
over him.  The other two girls watched expectantly.  He reached up to her
pussy, poised just over his face, and spread her little cunt lips apart. 
He saw her urethra pulse in and out, and knew she was trying to pee. 
Finally, a thin stream of piss shot out of her, striking him right below
his chin.  He put his face in the stream, tasting her beautiful taste,
letting it run in and out of his mouth.  Gods she tasted good, he thought.
She peed for a long time, and he was sad to see the stream taper off and
stop.

   "Tug." Said Liliana.  "I gotta pee too.  Want me to pee on you?"

   "Oh, yes." Said Tug, happy again.  Chellse moved aside, and Liliana
squatted over his face.  He reached up and began to lick her.  He could
feel her pussy contract and expand as she tried to make herself pee. 
Finally her stream began, and it was every bit as good as Chellse's had
been.  She flooded his face, neck and chest, and he licked and slurped her
pussy as she peed, sending her hot piss spraying out to the side and all
down his front.

   Marissa wasn't to be outdone by the other two girls.  She mounted Tug,
and added her contribution.  She peed the longest, and had the tangiest
sexiest tasting pee.  He just loved the shit out of it.  He licked her
young cunt like he had Liliana's, sending piss spraying out all over. 
Finally, sadly, Marissa's flow ended.  Tug lay for a moment, almost gasping
for breath, as the girls giggled around him.  He got up, and the four of
them crowded under the 'fresher and cleaned up.



   --==+==-

   Morning came all too soon.  The girls spent a few minutes in the
'fresher, and then Tug took his turn.  They all found a nearby kitchen, and
had breakfast.  Tug turned them loose and headed for the game tables.

   Before the day was out, he'd fucked another woman, one even older than
he was.  He felt like he'd done her justice, though his heart wasn't really
in it.  Fucking little girls was way more fun.

   That afternoon, he met back up with the girls.

   "Hey." Said Liliana, a conspiratorial look on her face.  "Let's go up
there.  An' do stuff."

   She had motioned to the mid-deck, one of the ship's sex decks.  Tug just
shook his head.  These girls.  Of course he wanted to, though.



   --==+==-

   They did get a little attention, when they picked out some chairs and
sat.  A man, and three beautiful little girls...  of course they got some
attention.  Before long Tug was laid on his back, with Liliana straddling
his face as he licked her sweet young cunt.  The other two girls were
licking and sucking on his dick, which felt like it was going to explode.
Before long Chellse traded with Liliana, and to his great pleasure he took
her fat clit in his mouth.  Nothing's off limits on a sex deck, he thought.



   --==+==-

   He finally fucked them properly, one at a time, on the sex deck.  It
felt good to be naked, under the almost tropical sun, and to be fucking a
cute young girl...  with people all around.  Some of them fucking, even. 
It was just too good.  He fucked Marissa first, then Liliana, and finally,
when he thought he couldn't hold back any further, Chellse.  As he fucked
her, he could look down and see her huge clit, being pounded by his crotch
and the top of his dick, as he pumped her.  She came loudly, as she usually
did, causing a lull in conversation all around the deck.  Tug knew a
hundred eyes were on them, and he laughed softly to himself as he fucked
the sweet young girl.  He knew some people didn't approve of kid fucking.
There had even been talk of laws against it.  Of course, these were just
fakes, anyway.  But, hell, anything was legal on a sex deck.  Well,
anything the deck would tolerate.  He'd heard stories of people whipping
and beating kids or women on sex decks, and getting their ass dumped into
the ocean by folks who didn't approve of pain.  Good for them, he thought.
He didn't approve of hurting people, either.

   All in all, he was having a pretty good time.  Two weeks?  Hell, they'd
stay on this boat for two months.  The full two months.  If Liliana could
keep coming up with friends to bring back to the cabin...  he almost
shivered.  Just too much.  What a joy she was.  He was glad he'd run into
her.  Well, he was glad of that every day.  He looked out over the calm
blue ocean as the kids giggled next to him.  He drew a breath, and heaved a
satisfying sigh.  Life was good.



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