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 Subject: TETMD: Brianna's Story Part 3

   Story Codes: g solo, g/g, rape, murder

   Summary: Keith's plan to have Brianna to himself comes to fruition as
Charlie is charged with sexual battery and Anna's herb and drug treatment
comes to an end with her eventual death.  At the same time, Brianna and
Ja'quoia bond as oly two girls can bond.  Life seems to fall apart when
only Keith and Brianna are left together in the house.

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   Brianna's Story Part 3

   Brianna was genuinely excited about her mom and Keith's return from
their honeymoon.  Devyn arrived at the Towsley School in time to take
Brianna to the airport, to meet her parents.  Ja'quoia acted happy and
excited for Brianna, even though she did not want her to leave.  After
Brianna's departure, Ja'quoia barely left her room.  Brianna surprised
herself when she realized that not only was she happy to see her mom, she
was also happy to see Keith.  On the ride to the house, she thought that
maybe she had just been imagining the worst before and, maybe, everything
would work out just fine.

   The three of them had a marvelous time that weekend.  Brianna loved the
pictures they took and hearing the stories about their exotic adventures.
There were some serious conversations as well.  Curled up on the couch
together, while Keith ran some errands, Anna explained to Brianna about the
herbal treatment she would be starting.  Brianna, of course, was quite
concerned and asked many questions.  Anna satisfactorily explained to
Brianna the entire process and what they hoped the outcome would be. 
Brianna approved of the plan but did not like that Anna wanted her to stay
at the school during the treatment.  Eventually, Anna explained that the
treatment could be rough, and she didn't want Brianna to see her in such a
state.

   Brianna asked to see the herb mixture and the two of them headed
upstairs.  While looking at the bags of mix, Brianna noticed a vial with
gray pills in it.  When she asked about those, Anna got a bit defensive and
explained that Keith got them to help her sleep.  Brianna sat on the edge
of her mother's bed and decided that her imagination was getting the better
of her.  She hugged her mother and said, "I'll do whatever you want to help
you get better.  It won't be that long, right?  Then we have our whole
lives to live!"

   At brunch on Sunday, the three of them had a discussion about buying a
new house.  At first Brianna was shocked that they would move; but, she
quickly came around to the idea that they should start out fresh in their
new lives together.  She wholeheartedly approved, and became involved in
the plans for moving.

   Monday morning, she returned to school and, much to Ja'quoia's delight,
announced she would be there almost every day for probably a month.  Life
was moving along perfectly for Brianna.  For once she felt as if there was
some hope and light in her life.  Time passed and, before long, they had
their new home.  Brianna had a beautiful new bedroom.  She was allowed to
make all her own decisions on decorating the room.  It was beautiful!

   Anna had been on her treatment for several weeks but there was little
progress to be noted.  Keith was himself, and volunteered once a week at
the school.  He even arranged to have lunch with Brianna when he was there.
Ja'quoia joined them once; but after that experience, she excused herself
from joining them.  She thought Keith was too creepy to be around.  She
never told Brianna what she thought, justifying her decision to her natural
aversion to older men.

   12 Brianna's birthday was once again a storybook birthday.  Everything
was perfect.  Brianna might have been happier if Ja'quoia could have come
along; but, Anna insisted it be a family-only event.

   Brianna no longer had a full-length mirror in her bedroom.  Instead, the
full-length mirror was located in her dressing room.  There was another in
her bathroom, which connected to her dressing room.  Both connected to her
bedroom.  Brianna was in her dressing room looking at herself in the
three-sided full-length mirror.  Her dinner dress was mid-calf in length,
tight and, black.  There was a mid-thigh slit on the right side.  The top
of the dress had spaghetti straps; but, was covered by a matching, short,
black jacket.  Combined with her first set of heels, Brianna looked sleek
and, somewhat, mysterious.

   `Finally' she thought, `actual breasts!  Small ...  yes ...  but breasts
all the same!' The last few weeks found her "buds" growing into actual
starter breasts.  Brianna was on the final leg of her trip to young
womanhood.  Her hair had been styled to give it body and waves.  Again, she
felt the stares and emotions from the men in the restaurant.  The waiter
had actually acted a bit frightened by her but she could also feel the
strongest of all the lust in the room coming from him.  She knew after her
first request for water that he would give her anything she wanted.

   Brianna shrugged off the little jacket and reached behind her back to
unzip her dress.  Before the dress fell off, she lifted her right heel up,
reached back, and took her shoe off.  She repeated the process with her
left foot and let the dress drop.  The pink panties were tighter than they
were last year; but, they felt much sexier to wear.  The matching pink
camisole was tighter as well, and felt even better.  She took the camisole
by the bottom edge and slowly slid it back and forth across her nipples. 
They reacted to sensation created by the silky fabric by rising and
hardening.  Her hands moved up across the fabric and she squeezed her satin
covered nipple between her fingers.  Her back arched and her head rolled as
a marvelous sensation drifted through her preteen body.

   Before she knew it, she was on her tip-toes, clenching her thighs
together as much as possible to stimulate her pussy.  It really didn't help
that much, but it did feel good!  Brianna quickly pulled her dressing table
bench over in front of the mirror and sat down.  Her legs were spread wide
as she leaned forward until her hair cascaded down over her head.  She
slipped out of her camisole and then leaned back, flipping her hair out of
the way.  She caressed her little tits and fondled her nipples, until they
were again at attention.

   Brianna leaned on her right arm while lifting her left leg up, and
resting her foot on the bench.  Her left hand slid inside her panties and
found her moist pussy.  Using the tips of her fingers she played with her
pussy lips, delving a little deeper inside with every few strokes.  Most of
her attention was focused on her clit.  It had grown in proportion to her
breasts.  It was now easy to fondle and pinch.  Most of all, she loved
circling her finger on her clit through its hood, which protected it from
over stimulation.  A strong wave of pleasure ran through her and, she
dropped to her right elbow.  Her right hand manipulated her right nipple as
her left hand circled her clit.

   Brianna looked in the mirror and inhaled deeply.  Her left hand pushed
out a bit under her panties, her index, middle and ring fingers were all
cupped over her pussy.  She started to rub her hand up and down on her
pussy, using her middle finger to slide deeper and deeper between her
labia. Two weeks prior, in gym class, she felt her hymen tear; later she
discovered blood in her panties.  This was far beyond the spotting she had
started to get once a month.  She hadn't yet checked down there but felt
that maybe this was the time.

   With each downward movement she turned her middle finger further and
further into her vagina ...  until it found pay dirt!  One more probe did
the trick.  She had her finger knuckle-deep in her pussy.  Brianna's head
rolled back as this new sensation took hold of her body.  She paused, and
simply enjoyed the feeling coming from inside her.  Slowly, she pulled her
finger out until it just barely freed itself from her tight, hot, little
hole.  As soon as it was out, she plunged it in again!  This time, she had
her entire finger buried deep inside.  As her finger plunged into her, her
body felt as full as it had ever felt.  Brianna found a rhythm that kept
the ball of her hand on her clit, her two fingers alongside, squeezing her
labia, and her middle finger stroking in and out of her pussy.

   Brianna caught glimpses of herself in the mirror and what she saw turned
her on even more.  This was one of the hottest things she had ever done! 
She thought of Hunter and the feelings inside of her intensified by bounds.
She put her mind into fantasy mode and, all of a sudden, Hunter's dick was
pumping in and out of her, his hand was on her right tit and his head was
cradled on her neck.  She tried to say his name but her breathing was too
rapid and shallow.  All she could say was, "Hunn ...  Hunn ..." before she
had to inhale.

   Brianna was too far gone.  Her hips were rising to meet her finger, and
her senses were a maelstrom of sensations.  Without warning, the best
orgasm of her young sexual life hit her like a ton of bricks.  Her hips
were suspended in midair, her finger was twitching deep inside her pussy,
and her right hand was twisting her nipple.  After a couple of short, deep,
pants, Brianna exhaled a moan and yell at the same time.  Her whole body
shook; she glanced in the mirror and saw what a real orgasm looked like. 
This time, the experience was like a blinding light shooting through her
body, bringing shocks of pleasure with it.  Her hips dropped and her finger
slipped out of her pussy.  She brought her left hand up to her nose.  It
smelled a lot like her; but, way more intense!  She couldn't help herself.
She slipped her finger in her mouth and she fully tasted herself for the
first time.

   Brianna sat back up on the little cushioned bench and gazed into the
mirror.  Everything she saw, and felt, she liked.  She took her pajamas
with her to the bathroom and prepared for bed.

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   Brianna went to bed that night without a care in the world.  Everything
was going great ...  until that Friday.

   Friday morning the local news and newspapers were filled with stories
about one of Seattle's best-loved businessmen.  Charlie had been arrested
and charged with sexual battery.  An unnamed, seventeen-year-old, cashier
at his market had brought charges that could possibly result in Charlie
being tried for rape.  Many in the community found the accusations
unbelievable; many others were certain that sexual activity had occurred
but doubted that it had been forced; and others ...  others were ready to
send him away to jail without a trial.

   On TV the hideous creature, that was the region's State Attorney,
presented her accusations with barely hidden glee.  Andrea Gorrie was a
ruthless prosecutor; which, to her joy, put her in the media quite often.
Her goal was to, one day be the Governor of Washington; a state, she was
certain, that needed to be saved from its excessive, sinful ways.  She had
already tried an eight-year-old boy as an adult for murder and prosecuted
in whatever direction she determined the state (or her political needs)
needed.  Things did not bode well for Charlie.

   Brianna was shocked, and wanted to run to his side; but, knew she had no
way to help.  She called her mom, but she was in no condition to help. 
When Brianna called Keith, he told her that if Charlie was innocent, the
courts would sort it all out very soon.  Of course, it was Keith who was
behind the whole affair!  It took a lot of money, and promises of more, to
get Kelly, the cashier to bring the charges against Charlie.  Whether found
guilty or not, Keith knew that Charlie was now powerless to help Brianna in
any way.

   That night, Ja'quoia consoled Brianna as she wept for her friend. 
Ja'quoia didn't need to ask, she knew that the guy on the TV was the "older
man" in Brianna's life.  She knew her job was not to pry or judge; but
rather, to console her sister.

   Brianna had a few rough days after Charlie's arrest.  She had no way to
contact him to find out how he was doing.  She even played it out, a little
more than she needed, because the sympathy she received simply felt good to
her.  She did get to see her mom that Saturday afternoon and, if anything,
Anna seemed worse than before.  Keith assured Brianna it had to do with
going through the darkest of the dark before entering the light, or some
such crap.  It seemed impossible to Brianna; but, they were quickly
approaching the anniversary of her father's death.  On Sunday, her mom was
a little better when they made plans for a small memorial service to honor
Brian.  They had an idea about starting a scholarship in his name but Keith
convinced them to wait and establish a charitable foundation in his name;
maybe something to do with boating.  Both Anna and Brianna agreed to wait.

   Brianna was tired when she returned to her school that night and was
very happy to see Ja'quoia.  They were always careful not to be too
physical with each other outside of their room; but, this time, somehow, it
didn't matter.  They hugged each other right in the recreation room when
Brianna arrived.  They sat for a short while, with some of the other girls,
and then headed up to their room.

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   That evening at dinner was very good and most of the girls were in very
good moods, which Brianna found to be infectious.  Pretty soon, she was
perking up, and enjoying herself.  She pushed her concerns about Charlie to
the back of her mind and decided to focus on what she could control.  Of
course, she wasn't forgetting about Charlie; but, there was only so much a
twelve-year-old girl could do for a man in jail, who has been charged with
sexual battery.

   While getting ready for bed that night, the girls were a little slower
than usual.  They seemed to bump into each other a little more often and,
every once in a while, one of their hands would brush by the other's hand.
Brianna wore a simple cloth nightie with matching panties and Ja'quoia wore
a white tank top with pink, running-type, cloth shorts.

   Brianna was standing at her desk, leaning over her school supplies
getting everything in order for school when Ja'quoia came up behind her. 
Brianna felt Ja'quoia's arm go around her waist as her chin rested on her
left shoulder.  Ja'quoia remarked, while giving Brianna a hug, "So, does my
perfect student have all of her supplies in order?"

   Brianna pushed her hip slightly into Ja'quoia and replied, "Well,
someone around here has to get some good grades!  Hmmmm ...  you smell
good, sister."

   Ja'quoia moved her arm from Brianna's waist and, with both hands,
gathered Brianna's hair, then laid it over her roommate's right shoulder.
Ja'quoia slid behind Brianna, hugging her by the waist and smelling her
neck, while saying, "Just soap n' shampoo sister, nothing special ..."

   Brianna moved backwards enough to be enveloped in Ja'quoia's arms. 
Laying her head back, slightly on Ja'quoia's right shoulder Brianna purred
a contented moan, as she placed her hands over the arms encircling her. 
Brianna then moved Ja'quoia's arms tighter around her and, while snuggling
her head back, softly said, "Every night I wait for you to fall asleep.  I
can hear you and ...  sometimes ...  I play with myself."

   Ja'quoia nestled into Brianna a bit further, and said, "I know you do
... I like hearing you ...  you're so soft and gentle.  I try to be quiet."
Ja'quoia turned her head and nuzzled her lips against Brianna's neck.  She
softly kissed along Brianna's neck and murmured, "You're the one that
smells good ...  "

   As Ja'quoia kissed her neck, Brianna moved her head in order to open
more of her neck to Ja'quoia's attentions.  Brianna was starting to feel
flushed.  She knew what was going to happen.  She knew from the moment she
met Ja'quoia that this would happen.  Like all of her sexual awakenings so
far, she knew that this would be better than she ever imagined possible. 
It was a scary thought.

   Brianna felt Ja'quoia pressing tight against her ass.  They were spooned
and it felt fucking great!  Ja'quoia's rock hard tits were pressed into
Brianna's back and Ja'quoia was gently moving herself against Brianna while
she kissed and licked her neck.  Brianna took Ja'quoia's right wrist and
moved her arm, so that her hand was covering her left breast.  Ja'quoia
cupped, squeezed, and caressed Brianna's breast.  Brianna's breathing
became deeper.

   Ja'quoia almost couldn't believe what she was doing.  She had never been
attracted to girls before.  This Brianna girl though, she was different. 
No one made her feel the way she did.  Somehow they connected, and it
didn't matter that she was a girl.  She loved her and wanted to, no, needed
to express her love, in a way that was special and intimate.  Brianna's
body felt good against her.  Brianna's little tit felt wonderful in her
hand!  She could feel Brianna react to every squeeze and caress.  Her tight
ass felt so good pressed hard into her crotch.  With the slightest roll of
the hips ...  aaah ...  if Brianna pushed back just a bit ...  aaah ... 
there was that feeling again.

   "Brianna?  Brianna, can I ..."

   Brianna didn't know what she wanted; but, she turned in Ja'quoia's arms
to face her.  "Can ...  you what?"

   Ja'quoia paused, she was now unsure of what they were doing.  She was
scared that Brianna didn't want her.  Looking down, she whispered.  "I ...
want to kiss you ...  can I kiss you?"

   Brianna shifted, her right leg moved between Ja'quoia's legs.  She
nestled her crotch onto Ja'quoia's right thigh and moved in tight with
Ja'quoia.  Brianna gazed into her best friend's eyes and said, "Of course
you can.  You can kiss me whenever and wherever you want."

   Brianna turned her head slightly to the right and met Ja'quoia's lips
with her own.  The kiss began soft and affectionate.  Slowly, the girls
pulled each other tighter into their each other as their kiss became more
passionate.  Brianna maneuvered her lips so that Ja'quoia's mouth was open
enough to allow her tongue to seek out Ja'quoia's tongue.  Ja'quoia
responded instinctively and gave herself completely over to the passion.

   The two girls were passionately kissing and writhing on each other's
legs.  Then Brianna half threw Ja'quoia and herself on the bed, rolling
until Ja'quoia was on top.  During the throw, their kiss broke and, while
landing, Ja'quoia was squealing with delight.

   Brianna adjusted her position so that Ja'quoia was half on her left
side. Brianna lifted her left knee so she had her thigh firmly nestled in
Ja'quoia's crotch.

   Ja'quoia was hesitating a bit; so, Brianna took the lead.  "Pull my
nightie off me."

   The nightie was already up around Brianna's waist, so it came off
relatively easily.  Ja'quoia ran her free hand alongside Brianna's face,
down her neck, and onto her breast, where she squeezed the developing mound
and, pinched the cute, little nipple.  Brianna jerked slightly at the pinch
and Ja'quoia read her body language properly.  She pinched again and
replaced her fingers with her mouth.  Ja'quoia suckled on Brianna,
switching between the two maturing breasts.

   Brianna took hold of Ja'quoia's left hand; she gently guided it down her
stomach and into her panties.  Ja'quoia slowed the process, and looked up
at Brianna.  Brianna breath-fully said, "Just pretend it's your own, do
what you like ...  do to me what makes you feel good."

   Brianna released her hand and, Ja'quoia flat-handed her way down to
Brianna's pussy.  Her hand slid down and under, until her middle finger was
pressed against Brianna's asshole.  Ja'quoia gave the pad of her finger a
bit of a push; Brianna rose off the mattress in surprise and, excitement.
Ja'quoia then moved her hand back up until the pads of her middle, index,
and ring fingers were covering Brianna's clit.  She started a circling
motion while working her fingers back and forth at the same time.

   This was new to Brianna, and God, it felt good!  Again she was caught by
surprise and reacted as such.  Ja'quoia started to play Brianna's clit like
an instrument.  She slid her right arm under Brianna's neck and used her
left hand to dilly with Brianna's little pussy.  She watched Brianna as she
writhed under her.

   "You gonna cum for me sister?  You like what I'm doing to you?  God! 
You are a hot little slut aren't you?"

   "Yes, yes, yes!  Don't stop, keep going!  I'm your little slut!  I'm
your little slut sister!  Oh, oh, oooh ...  please ...  Oh God! ... 
Ja'quoia!"

   Brianna was starting to buck up and down as Ja'quoia played her. 
Ja'quoia could feel that Brianna was getting close; she pulled her tighter
and planted a messy, full tongue kiss on Brianna.  Brianna arched to kiss
Ja'quoia harder as she felt her climax nearing.  Already, she was seeing
flashes of light when she blinked or closed her eyes.  As she pushed her
pussy up, and onto Ja'quoia's fingers, she came.  Brianna's eyes were
locked onto Ja'quoia's as she did.

   Ja'quoia pulled back just enough to look at all of Brianna as she
climaxed.  She liked what she saw.  `Brianna's right' she thought, `it's
almost as good to pleasure someone else as it was to pleasure yourself'. 
Ja'quoia smiled a beautiful smile, and looked back to Brianna's eyes. 
Ja'quoia felt love like she had never felt before.

   During her build up, Brianna had laid with her left arm at her side. 
Ja'quoia never noticed, but Brianna's left hand was between her legs the
whole time.  Now that Brianna was coming down, her left hand was becoming a
little more active.

   Brianna was still catching her breath and, staring at Ja'quoia, when she
reached her hand over Ja'quoia's thigh.  Brianna began to pull Ja'quoia's
leg up towards her, and scoot herself down.  As she passed Ja'quoia's knee,
she turned over, and under her right leg.

   Ja'quoia didn't comprehend Brianna's maneuver until it was done. 
Brianna was positioned perfectly between Ja'quoia's thighs.  Ja'quoia's
right leg was resting across Brianna's back and her left leg was lying
flat. Brianna placed several soft kisses along the insides of Ja'quoia's
thighs before rising up to her knees between the other girl's legs.

   Brianna smiled and reached for Ja'quoia's hands, pulling her up to a
sitting position.  Together they removed Ja'quoia's top.  Brianna reached
down for Ja'quoia's panties, and together, the two girls removed her
panties.  Brianna sat back a bit and drank in the vision that appeared in
front of her.  Ja'quoia was gorgeous, sexy as hell, and a little uncertain
about what was going to happen to her.  Brianna gazed into her eyes as she
leaned into her best friend to kiss her.  Brianna was on top of Ja'quoia,
nestled sweetly between her spread legs.  The two girls kissed
passionately.

   Ja'quoia's hips were undulating under Brianna, seeking stimulation and
fulfillment.  Her arms were wrapped around Brianna, hands caressing and
encouraging her friend to explore.  Brianna rose to her knees, and gazed at
Ja'quoia's perfect body.  As Brianna's hands traveled over her body,
Ja'quoia pulled a pillow under head and, watched Brianna's hands on their
journey.

   Brianna softly said, "You are the most beautiful, sexy, and, hot girl I
have ever seen!  You make me want to love you ...  you make me need to love
you."

   Ja'quoia raised her hands and cupped Brianna's face, "I only wish I was
half as pretty as you.  Your eyes drive me crazy!  I know I would do
anything for you."

   Brianna smiled and then, refocused her attention.  She ran her hands
from Ja'quoia's shoulders, down to the sides of her proud adolescent tits.
She slid her thumbs under, and then rotated her hands, to firmly cup and
squeeze Ja'quoia's wonderful tits.  As she squeezed Ja'quoia's tits,
Brianna started to rock herself back and forth, applying movement to
Ja'quoia's inner thighs.

   After squeezing her nipples a few times, Brianna bent down and kissed
the hard little nipples in her hands.  She moved from one to the other
kissing, nipping, and suckling on Ja'quoia.  Ja'quoia felt like she was in
heaven!  She put her hand on the back of Brianna's head and guided her oral
manipulations as best she could.  Brianna sat back up and ran her hands
down Ja'quoia's ribcage to her flat, recessed stomach.  She bent again to
kiss Ja'quoia's navel and then ran her tongue from one pelvic bone to the
other.  On her way back to the navel, she felt Ja'quoia's hands on her head
directing her further down.  At the same time, Ja'quoia lifted her knees
and, spread her thighs further, in order to direct Brianna to the target of
her attentions.

   Brianna didn't move quickly; as a matter of fact, she was pretty nervous
about what she knew was going to happen.  Sure, she had once had her pussy
eaten; but, she had never put her mouth on someone else's pussy before. 
She almost couldn't believe what she was doing.  As her chin began to move
across Ja'quoia's prominent mound and soft pubic down, she looked up at her
friend.  The look on Ja'quoia's face, and the desire in her eyes, provided
Brianna with all the encouragement she needed.  It also didn't hurt that
she found looking up the girl's body, from that particular angle, to be one
of the hottest sights she had ever seen.

   Brianna's chin moved down and over Ja'quoia's labia.  Brianna opened her
mouth wide as her lips came into contact with Ja'quoia's hot pussy. 
Brianna's covered Ja'quoia's pussy with her open mouth; then, using her
lips, she closed her mouth, sucking Ja'quoia into her as much as possible.
With her lips in full contact, Brianna then moved her tongue out of her
mouth and ran it into and up Ja'quoia's slit.  Ja'quoia squirmed and pushed
herself into Brianna's face.  Taking that reaction as a cue, Brianna
started to actively, and thoroughly lick Ja'quoia's hot, wet, squirming
pussy.

   Brianna's tongue explored into her friend's cunt as she tasted
Ja'quoia's heady nectar.  Brianna didn't mind the taste; she found it
exciting that she was responsible for Ja'quoia's sexual arousal, and
continued her oral exploration.  Her lips and tongue experimented with
Ja'quoia's rather prominent clit.  Brianna could play with it using the tip
of her tongue, or even suck it in her mouth by carefully forming an `O'
with her lips.  What brought the greatest reaction from Ja'quoia was when
she captured her clit gently with her teeth and then used her tongue to
flick at it.

   For Ja'quoia, this experience was heaven!  Brianna seemed to know
exactly where to touch her with her tongue and lips.  Ja'quoia had already
passed the jolts of pleasure she was familiar with from her own
explorations and was entering into a whole new realm of sexuality.  The
feeling of Brianna's mouth on her pussy alone was driving her crazy.  Every
time she glanced down, at her beautiful friend performing oral sex on her,
it only served to drive her into a higher state of excitement.  Brianna's
tongue was the ultimate!  The waves of pleasure coming from her pussy, due
to Brianna's tongue, were taking her to a place she had never been.

   Brianna was certain Ja'quoia was cumming when she arched her back,
pushed her pussy into her face harder, and spasmed several lower body
contractions.  Brianna watched Ja'quoia's pretty little pussy as it came in
front of her eyes, and released more juice than she realized was possible.
She glanced up and saw Ja'quoia squeezing one of her tits while her head
was thrown back onto the pillow with what could only be described as a look
of pain, contorting her face.  Brianna decided she needed to move up to
kiss her friend when, suddenly, Ja'quoia recovered, grabbed Brianna's head
, and pushed it back to her pussy, emphatically saying, "No girl, we're not
done yet, I'm not finished ...  more ...  do it some ...  more!"

   Brianna wasted no time and, immediately went back to pleasuring
Ja'quoia's pussy.  It didn't take long for Ja'quoia to climb the arousal
ladder once again.  Brianna placed her upper teeth on Ja'quoia's clit,
opened her mouth wide, ran her tongue up and through her labia and ended
with a tongue assault on her clit.  Brianna repeated this maneuver several
times while Ja'quoia reacted with greater intensity each time.  Ja'quoia's
knees were in the air, her thighs cradling Brianna's head, and her feet
were either flat on the bed, up in the air, or crossed at the ankles.

   Ja'quoia was holding Brianna by the back of her head and alternating
from an arched position to a "crunched" position.  As Brianna licked up her
pussy, Ja'quoia arched; when Brianna assaulted her clit, Ja'quoia crunched
back down and shuddered out her pleasure.  While arched, Ja'quoia mostly
panted out Brianna's name, often not getting past `Briiii...' followed by
`Ooows' and `Ooooohs'.  When "crunched", and forcing Brianna's face harder
into her young snatch, Ja'quoia was more forceful, athletically commanding
"More" and directing Brianna with "There ...  yes, there!"

   The greatest orgasm of Ja'quoia's life hit her without warning; she was
arched, Brianna's tongue was deep in her cunt and her teeth were scraping
Ja'quoia's clit.  Ja'quoia felt her insides explode in an instant.  Her
body jerked and froze.  She held that position while lights exploded behind
her closed eyes.  She was speechless until a shock of unimaginable pleasure
emanated from what she felt was Brianna's tongue as it hit her squarely in
the solar plexus.  Ja'quoia fell from her arch and crunched into a near
fetal position.  Every muscle in her taut, strong, body flexed, as the
pleasure rolled back down to her pussy and another explosion of lights hit
her.

   Unbeknownst to Ja'quoia, her thighs had captured Brianna's head in an
orgasmic vice.  Brianna was being thrown around as Ja'quoia physically came
on her face.  Ja'quoia, while crunched, rolled to her side, taking Brianna
with her.  Brianna was able to eventually react.  She rotated her shoulder
down and turned with Ja'quoia's move.  Acting upon a level of
self-preservation, Brianna pushed up on Ja'quoia's thigh and freed her head
from the dangerous, but incredibly sexy, thigh-vice of Ja'quoia's orgasm.
Brianna immediately worked her way up Ja'quoia's body to kiss her and hold
her as she came down from her climax.

   The night passed peacefully, and intimately, for the two girls, as they
slept together in Brianna's bed.  There was no awkwardness between them the
next morning; just an unspoken understanding that their friendship and love
had taken a new and very pleasurable direction.  They still gossiped about
boys and Ja'quoia was thrilled, time and again, at Brianna's experiences.
They researched `bisexualism' and determined that they didn't really fit
the clinical definition; but, were more likely just `bicurious'.  It really
didn't matter; they were very happy, and content with the bond they shared.


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   The anniversary of Brian's death was fast approaching.  When it arrived,
a small memorial service was held in a local chapel.  There was a nice
group of former workers, business associates and selected friends.  After
the service the group was treated to a celebration of Brian's life aboard a
very fashionable yacht that Keith rented for the day.  Brianna was the only
"child" present, and after a while, was absolutely bored to tears.  She
found refuge that day on the bridge of the boat, actually taking the helm
for a while, under the watchful eye of the Captain.

   Keith noticed Brianna's absence and asked Anna, "Where is Brianna?  She
should be here with us and our guests."

   Anna replied, "She's up on the bridge with the Captain, you know how she
loves boats.  I wouldn't be surprised if she was in command right at this
moment!"

   "Anna, that is all fine and proper; but, she has responsibilities to us
and our guests.  We can't just always let her do whatever she pleases. 
There needs to be some discipline and order in how she conducts herself."

   Anna paused and contemplated Keith's words; she replied.  "You're right,
of course.  Let's just give her today, OK?  We can start `reining' her in
tomorrow."

   Keith considered her suggestion and consented.  As Keith and Anna sat,
hand-in-hand, he thought, `It matters not anyway ...  in three days ... 
three days ...  it'll all be over and my new life with Brianna will begin!"

   Anna glanced at Keith and asked, "Why the big grin, my dear?"

   Leaning into Anna, taking her hand in both his hands, and looking into
her eyes, he said, "I'm just thinking of how lucky I am to have been able
to help the both of you and, at the same time, find the one true love of my
life, right here ...  under my nose.  You two have suffered such a great
loss, an irreplaceable loss.  There is nothing I can do to fill that void
or ease that tragedy.  But I feel I can make our future together perfect."

   Anna could only feel her love for Keith deepen; worries about the future
faded away.  Keith would take care of everything.

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   Brianna returned to school on Monday and was reunited with Ja'quoia. 
Ja'quoia understood the importance of the weekend Brianna just had and
spent the next three days being a good friend to one of the two people in
the world she loved.  Brianna was so happy that the two of them could spend
`simple time' together; just being girls, students, and athletes.

   Wednesday, before their MA practice, Ja'quoia was called down to the
headmistress' office.  Brianna gave it no thought and went to practice;
but, practice was delayed because the instructor wasn't there yet.  As the
girls sat on the bench in the workout room, Brianna was called to the
Headmistress' office.

   The school secretary was unusually somber as she guided Brianna into the
office.  Brianna didn't understand what was going on.  Looking around, she
saw Ja'quoia, who appeared to have been crying; but was now looking at her
with deeply pained eyes.  Her swim coach, MA instructor, and the
Headmistress were all looking at her with the same eyes.  Brianna glanced
to her left and there stood Devyn.  Brianna then gazed at Ja'quoia, who was
already moving towards her with her arms outreached ...  and then she knew.
The full weight of what was happening in the office hit her like a ton of
bricks.

   Brianna felt her head spin, she began to fall; but, Ja'quoia had reached
her in time to catch and hold her up.  Devyn quickly moved in and swept
Brianna up in his arms.  The ladies moved away from the couch and Devyn
gently laid Brianna down on the couch.

   Ja'quoia was on her knees, next to Devyn, holding Brianna's hand.  The
ladies gathered in a loose semicircle in front of the couch and watched as
Brianna slowly regained consciousness.

   Brianna's eyes focused as she looked at everyone.  Somewhere in the
depths of her mind she recalled the Wizard of Oz scene where Dorothy
regains consciousness after her adventure in the Land of Oz.  `Yes', she
thought, `It's a dream ...  a fantasy ...  nothing bad has happened'.  She
then looked into the Headmistress' eyes.  As the Headmistress came forward
to kneel by the couch, Devyn stood, and backed away, giving her room to
take Brianna's hand from Ja'quoia.  Brianna then comprehended the reality
of the situation.

   Gulping back tears, Brianna asked, "How?"

   The headmistress looked at Brianna and instinctively knew this was not a
person to keep things from, and replied, "A heart attack ...  sometime this
morning ...  your stepfather came home for lunch ...  he found her ... 
still in bed, and called 911.  He tried CPR; but, it was too late ...  it
was too late."

   Brianna, still fighting back her emotions and, trying to understand,
asked, "Keith, where's Keith?"

   The headmistress was impressed by the young girl's fortitude and had to
choke back a few tears herself before replying, "He's at home ...  waiting
for you." The headmistress glanced toward Devyn and continued, "Your father
...  stepfather ...  sent Devyn to get you as soon as he could.  He needs
you at home.  He needs you."

   Brianna didn't reply.  She simply broke out in deep, anguished, tears.
As Brianna heaved and sobbed in anguish, Devyn stepped forward and lifted
her off the couch.  Brianna's arms encircled his neck; she clung to him
with all her might as he carried her out to the car.  He opened the
driver's door, placed Brianna in the middle of the front seat and, slid in
next to her.  Devyn reached around his charge, and pulled her in tight. 
Brianna clung to Devyn and buried herself into him as he drove her home.

   Half way home, Brianna's tears slowed as she asked, "Devyn ...  Devyn
... what happened?"

   Devyn pulled her in a little tighter, and said, "I don't know,
sweetheart.  I was at home when I got the call from Mr.  Semple about
something that happened to your mother and that he wanted me to go get you
from school.  I haven't been to the house yet.  I'll tell ya ..." Devyn
quickly stopped talking.

   "Tell me what Devyn?  Tell me WHAT?"

   "I don't know babygirl.  Something just ain't right.  You're hurting
honey, hurting real bad.  Don't listen to me.  You have to be strong for
your momma; she needs you to be strong.  Don't be afraid of crying and
mourning, that's just natural.  Babygirl, you're one of the finest persons
I've ever met ...  and one of the strongest.  You'll get through this. 
I'll be here to hold you and, help you."

   No more words were exchanged.  Brianna gently sobbed on Devyn's arm the
rest of the way home.

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   The next two weeks went by in a sort of haze for Brianna.  The funeral,
the coroner's inquest, and adjusting to living with only Keith; all of this
weighed deeply on Brianna; but, she appeared to coping with it all quite
well.

   The funeral had been an ornate affair.  Hundreds of people attended and
it pretty much turned into a social event with Keith as the star.  Keith
insisted that Brianna stay by his side the entire time; be a beacon of
strength and love during the entire event.  She did not disappoint Keith.

   Afterwards, his hug and kiss for her were more intimate than she
expected.  At one point, near the end of the funeral service, she had an
odd sensation.  She turned quickly and noticed a man, who looked a lot like
Charlie, quietly slipping out of the church.  Later, a man, who she later
found out was Charlie's attorney, approached her to express his condolences
and quietly added, "Your friend Charlie was here today to be with you, at
least in spirit.  He sends his deepest apologies and condolences."

   Before Brianna could reply, the man disappeared just as quickly as he
had appeared.

   The local State's Attorney, Andrea Gorrie, felt that the sudden death of
Anna so soon after being married required an investigation.  The coroner
reported that the cause of death was a massive coronary, due to natural
causes.  Alcohol played a role, as did some nonprescription drugs; but,
those factors, in and of themselves, were not evidentially sufficient to
investigate further.  SA Gorrie's investigation showed that Keith actually
lost some money because of Anna's death.  There was no motive of any kind
that could be tied to him.  The investigation was dropped, due to a lack of
...  anything.

   Living with Keith was an uncomfortable experience for Brianna.  She
spent fewer nights at school and found Keith was starting to control more
and more of her time.  They had dinner together every night that she was
home.  The dinners almost seemed more romantic than father-daughter in
nature.  Keith encouraged her to have wine with every meal.  Keith also
came across as being very needy; requiring Brianna's comfort and physical
contact on a daily basis.  He took her shopping and whatever she bought
required his approval.  She was dressing more and more to please his
tastes.

   One day, when Devyn was driving her to school, Brianna asked him if they
could stop for a moment and talk.

   Glancing sideways at her (Brianna now only sat in the front seat), Devyn
asked, "What you want babygirl?  You going to pull another escape?"

   "No, Devyn!  I promised you I wouldn't and I won't.  I just need your
full attention ...  you know ...  for safety's sake."

   Devyn was learning to love this young girl; he pulled into a parking
lot, turned to Brianna, and asked, "What's on your mind babygirl?  What can
old Devyn do to ease your troubles?"

   Brianna couldn't help but giggle.  She loved this giant of a man.  He
was one of the very few bright spots remaining in her life.

   "I want to show you something and tell me what you think." She reached
into her purse and pulled out three gray pills and a small bag of herbs.

   Devyn was shocked!  He carefully took the grays from her and asked,
"Babygirl, you aren't playing around with any of these, are you?"

   "Oh no, Devyn.  My mom was using them before her death.  I don't know
what they are, or if they may have had something to do with mom's dying."

   "Babygirl, these are bad, very bad ...  very hard drugs ...  I don't
know if they did, but they could have played a role." He then reached for
the bag.  "Now this ..." He opened the bag and inhaled deeply, "...  this
isn't weed, or anything that I've ever smelled before.  I don't know what
to say.  Let me keep these and see what I can learn."

   Satisfied, Brianna thanked Devyn profusely as he pulled back into
traffic and headed for school.

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   Brianna looked into the mirror.  She did not particularly like the dress
Keith bought her for her birthday.  She thought it was more suited to an
eleven-year-old girl, not a thirteen-year-old young lady.  She quickly
removed, and kicked away, the pink, ruffled skirt.  The white cashmere top
soon joined the skirt in the corner of the closet.  At least she wore her
own underwear!  She had also selected the sheer white, over the calf
stockings; but, the way Keith eyed them made her want to never wear them
again!  Off went her shoes, and the creepy socks!

   Finally, she felt somewhat normal.  She no longer felt ...  felt ... 
dirty!  She looked in the mirror and, again, like the years before, liked
what she saw.  She felt her waist, hips, crotch, and legs were absolutely
perfect.  She knew she still had some more growing to do; but, if
everything stayed proportional, she could be a model!  Her breasts appeared
as though they would be smaller than she would like; but, that was fine
with her.  She didn't want big boobs like some girls did.  Brianna felt
bigger boobs would just get in the way.  She ran her hands up and under her
bra.  She felt her developing, firm breasts and was very pleased; not only
with their size but also with their sensitivity to touch.

   Brianna reached behind her back and unclasped her dainty bra.  She was
starting to run her hands down her hips when she was startled by a banging
on the bedroom door.

   She heard Keith yell, "Brianna!  Brianna!  I need to talk to you!"

   Brianna quickly grabbed her robe and covered herself just as Keith came
through the unlocked door.  `Shit!' she thought, `I can't believe I didn't
lock the door!' Looking at Keith, she thought, `Fuck!' Brianna tried to
gather her wits and half-yelled, "Keith!  Get out of my room!  What do you
think you're doing!  Get out!"

   If Keith heard her, he didn't care.  He strode to her and pushed her
right shoulder.  "I'm sick and fucking tired of you thinking you're so much
better than everybody else!" Pushing her once again, he continued, "You
fucking embarrassed me at the restaurant and spent the whole night acting
like some sort of spoiled cunt!  You better start to understand that you're
nothing without me!  You better start showing me, showing some ... 
respect!" He stepped closer to Brianna who was now backed up against the
bedroom wall.

   Brianna was genuinely scared.  Probably more scared than she had ever
been in her whole life.  "Keith, Kieth, I'm sorry!  I didn't know I was
acting so bad ...  I .."

   Keith moved closer, he noticed that one side of Brianna's robe had
fallen open.  He couldn't miss the delicate little tit pointing out of the
robe.  He also couldn't miss the fact that her beautiful, little, pink
nipple was also fully erect.  He stammered a bit and then remembered his
anger.  "Of course you didn't know how you were acting.  You're a selfish,
self-centered cunt, who doesn't care about anyone else!"

   Brianna pulled her robe shut and replied, "I do care, I care about a lot
of people!  I didn't know that you were upset, I wore the clothes you gave
me ..." Brianna motioned her arm to the pile of clothes in the closet. 
"... I didn't want to, but I wore them for you!"

   Keith roared a growl and then said, "You shouldn't tell me that!  You
should want to wear them because I like them on you, not just because I
told you to wear them.  You should want to make me happy.  But, you?  Oh,
little Miss Fucking Special Brianna!  She doesn't give a shit about
anybody's feelings ..." Pushing himself up against her, he looked down at
Brianna and continued, "...  I think it's time you learned a couple of
things!"

   Keith grabbed Brianna by her upper arm and pushed over to the bed,
saying, "Not a word, do you hear me, not a word from little whore mouth!"
He pushed her down on the bed and while she fell, he grabbed the sleeve of
her robe and started to pull it off of her.

   Brianna tried to stop him but the fury of his attack caught her
off-guard.  She started to cry in fear and pled, "Please, Keith!  Don't do
this!  Keith!  Stop!"

   Her words only seemed to spur him on.  He was now on his knees over her,
forcefully removing her robe.  When he finally removed the robe, Brianna
was on her back, wearing only her sexy little panties.  Once Keith saw the
panties he looked up at the terror-stricken girl and snarled, "Well, well,
how nice of you to wear such sexy little panties for me.  You must be some
sort of top notch slut to have panties like these."

   He moved closer to her face and continued, "I guess now that your
boyfriend Charlie has been arrested you don't have anyone to wear them for,
do you?" Keith lurched back down, grasped Brianna's pretty pink panties and
tore them from her body, yelling, "I hate these fucking things!  You won't
be able to wear them for anybody!"

   Keith had hurt Brianna and she screamed in pain as the panties were torn
from her body.  Keith responded to her discomfort, not with kindness; but,
rather, with greater anger.  The tears from Brianna's eyes were like
gasoline to a flame.

   Keith rose to his knees, and moved off the bed as he started to unbutton
and remove his pants.  Brianna was frozen with fear and pain.  She could
only look at Keith and hope he would show mercy.

   She saw that Keith's eyes burned with evil; she finally understood what
she couldn't see before.  He loved to hate her, he was so full of evil, and
he loved the evil, which was why the messages were never clear.  She had
never encountered this before and she had no idea what to do.

   Keith was undressing and, through locked teeth hissed at her, "I got rid
of that fucking market boy, gave you everything, then ...  then ...  that
fucking alcoholic ...  I still gave you everything.  All you did was tease
me ...  I'm going to collect ...  you little fucking cunt." He then dropped
his boxers.

   Brianna couldn't recall much of what happened then.  Keith climbed
between her legs and without mercy, began stabbing her pussy with his hard,
thin five inches of dick.  She felt a searing pain as she was unprepared
for such a violation.  Sure, it would be a stretch to even use the word
"endowed" in regard to Keith; but still, his little dick hurt her young
pussy.  It hurt her a lot!  Keith took out all of his frustration on the
girl.  He was sure she was no longer a virgin and would likely have been
rougher with her if he knew she was.

   He finished jabbing into her and released a small amount of cum into her
pussy.  There was no threat of pregnancy; Keith didn't have the sperm count
to impregnate a fruit fly, much less a fertile thirteen-year-old human
female.

   Brianna didn't fall asleep that night; it was more like she passed out.
The next morning, Keith acted as if nothing had happened, even when Brianna
limped into the kitchen.  He was especially kind and thoughtful to her.  He
told her that she must stay home from school that day.  He smiled, kissed
her on the cheek and said, "Tonight, my dear, you'll move into my bed with
me.  We'll have a special evening."

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   Brianna spent the day in deep thought.  She made a decision that really
wasn't a decision.  She never overtly, consciously contemplated what she
was going to do.  Brianna moved through her day with a steady
determination.

   Brianna retrieved her mother's cell phone from the basement and called
Devyn.  She asked him if he found out anything about the drugs.  He sadly
reported that he had no hard information to give her.  After a short
silence, she asked, "Could enough of them, along with alcohol, kill
someone?"

   Devyn paused, then answered, "Babygirl ...  yes they could."

   Brianna asked, "Devyn, this is very important ...  if I call you
tonight; could you come over here real fast, like immediately, and help me
with something?"

   "Babygirl, don't you do anything you'll regret.  If you want something
done, I'll do it for you ...  wait, you going to run?  I can help you
there."

   "Devyn, I'll be fine; but, I need your help.  Will you?"

   Devyn was positive she was going to run away.  If she needed help, he
would help in whatever way he could.  "I'll be around the block tonight,
waiting for your call."

   Brianna ended the call without saying goodbye.

   Brianna prepared for Keith's return home.  She cleaned the house and
strategically placed candles which led upstairs to the bedrooms.  She
cleaned Keith's bedroom and made sure everything was fresh.  She set clean
linen out by his shower, and fluffed his robe for him.

   About an hour before he was due home, she baked a small, store-bought,
frozen lasagna.  She ate about half of it and threw the leftovers in the
garbage.  The house now had the wonderful smell of lasagna.  She lit some
of the candles and got dressed.  She wore her school uniform for Keith. 
She put on some plain white panties and, under her white blouse, she wore
no undergarments at all.  At the correct angle, and fabric fold, her pink
nipples were visible through the fabric.  She then cleaned her bedroom and
waited for Keith to return home.

   Keith finally arrived home and was pleasantly surprised at the
cleanliness and aroma of the house; he loved lasagna and appreciated its
aroma.  He made his way to the kitchen where he found Brianna was sitting
at the kitchen table in her school uniform, with her back to him.  She had
some homework spread out in front of her.  Keith stopped, and set his
briefcase down on the floor; which was Brianna's cue.  She turned in her
chair, sideways to him and, flipped her hair around, away from her face. 
Her smile was genuine when she saw the look in his eyes.  She captured his
eyes in hers, and said, "I've been waiting all day for you."

   Keith, although feeling somewhat enchanted by Brianna, was still
lecherous enough to lewdly say, "I've been thinking about you all day!  All
I could do was think of you!"

   Brianna slid the chair back and stood next to the table with her head
slightly bent down to the side; eyeing Keith through wisps of her hair. 
She slowly turned to face Keith, with her hands clasped behind her back. 
Keith could just make out two dark areas through her shirt that he knew
just had to be her nipples.  He let out a soft, low whistle.  She had
turned the toe of her left foot and placed it against the inside of her
right foot, while coyly placing the tip of right index finger on the side
of her bottom lip.  Brianna smiled her best little girl smile at Keith.

   Keith was dumbfounded and, found he was unsure what his next step would
be.  Brianna took charge; she walked to Keith and hooked onto his right arm
as she turned him to the stairway.  "Keith ...  daddy ...  I've been
thinking about a lot of things and I have decided that you're right.  I've
been selfish and self-centered ...  and I'm sorry.  You've always been so
good to me!  I feel so bad ...  Keith ...  daddy ...  will you ever be able
to forgive me?"

   Patting her on the arm as they walked up the stairs, Keith replied, "Of
course I forgive you, my dear.  We are going to be so happy together!  I
can't tell you how happy this makes me." Keith stopped, leaned over and
kissed Brianna on the forehead.

   After reaching the top of the stairs, Brianna guided Keith to his
bedroom, making sure to keep her solid little breast rubbing tightly
against his arm.  She walked him to his bathroom and said, "I tried to
clean and get everything just right ...  just right, just for you."

   Brianna then stopped, moved in front of Keith and gave him a soft kiss
on the lips.  Keith attempted to move in closer; but, she deftly
sidestepped away.  She positioned herself at his side once again, and led
him into the bathroom.  As she started to work the buttons of his shirt,
she said, "It's been a long, hard, day of work for you.  Take a refreshing
shower and then come join me in my room." She removed his shirt, started to
unbuckle his belt and continued, "I want this to be so very special for us,
I want you in my bed ...  before I leave my room ...  forever."

   After unbuckling his belt, she stepped back, slowly turned to the
bathroom door, and with a furtive glance back down to tented trousers,
said, "I'll be waiting for you ...  I'm going to need some help getting
these clothes off ..."

   Keith moved with amazing speed.  In moments, he was under the shower
meticulously cleaning himself.  Barely under his breath, he repeated, again
and again, "Oh my fucking lord ...  I can't believe it ..."

   Keith dried off, splashed on some cologne, wrapped himself in his robe
and headed towards Brianna's room.  Just outside the door to Brianna's
room, Keith had to stop and gather himself.  He was too excited, almost
hyperventilating.  He quietly said, "Now Keith, you've done a lot to put
yourself in this position.  It looks like you've won.  Take a deep breath
...  and don't blow it!" Keith took a deep breath and walked into Brianna's
room.

   She was half-sitting on the bed; but, quickly stood as Keith entered the
room.  She looked him in the eyes and smiled.  Keith kept walking towards
her as she spread her arms to greet him.  Her hand reached up behind his
neck and she pulled him in for a kiss.  She held him tight as her tongue
entered his mouth and met his tongue in an erotic dance.  Keith wrapped her
in his arms and pulled the girl into his body.  He moved closer to her in
an attempt to loosen his robe and press his bare body into her; he
succeeded.

   Brianna didn't flinch.  She reached down and began to softly stroke his
little dick.  Keith started to get more excited with every stroke.  He
began to lose himself, in the sensations from kissing Brianna, as she
stroked his dick.  Brianna realized that Keith was close to popping off in
her hand.  She pulled back, released his dick and said, "Keith, rip my
shirt open!  Grab it and rip it open!"

   With a glint in his eye he quickly grabbed the flimsy shirt and pulled
if free from its buttons.  Keith stood in front of her, half bent over,
ogling her pretty, little titties, riding proud on her chest.  He pushed
her backward onto the bed.  Brianna pulled herself further back while
keeping an eye on Keith.  Keith lunged for her and she narrowly averted his
grasp.  Brianna quickly sidled sideways, so she was half lying back on her
pile of pillows and stuffed animals.  She brought her knees up halfway and,
opened her legs, just enough to expose her panties to Keith.

   Keith circled and started to move up between her legs.  He reached his
hand for her panties when Brianna, in a very natural and sweet, little girl
voice asked, "Keith ...  daddy ...  it really hurt last night.  Would you
use your tongue to make me hot and slippery for you?"

   Keith paused and looked at his little girl and replied, "You want me to
eat your pussy?  If you want me to eat your pussy, then ask me properly."

   Brianna hesitated a moment, spread her legs a little further and said,
"Daddy, I want you to eat my pussy.  Please daddy, would you eat my pussy
and get me all hot and wet for your dick?  Please?"

   "Of course I'll eat your little pussy!  Take those panties off."

   Brianna smiled at Keith, lifted her butt, slid her panties to her
thighs, lifted her legs and finished removing her panties.  She held them
out for Keith and he happily took them.  Bunching them in his hand and
inhaling deeply when he placed them over his nose.  He tossed them to the
side as Brianna rested her ankles on his shoulders.

   Keith caressed her thighs and slowly kissed his way down to her
beautiful pussy.  He marveled at the poutiness of her pink labia.  He
decided her dusting of black pubic hairs would have to go; but, that could
be fun for another night.

   Brianna was softly moaning as he made his way between her legs.  She
reacted with a slight hip roll and started to react to his every
ministration on her pussy.  She rose, twisted, stretched and moaned, while
softly encouraging him further.  He never noticed that she always kept at
least one half-opened eye on him at all times.  He never noticed the
careful positioning she put him in.  He never noticed that the only wetness
in her pussy came from his own tongue.

   Brianna finally had him.  His head was a little high on her pussy and he
had his eyes shut.  Her hips were rolled up and her legs spread.  In one
swift move, she slammed her thighs tight as a vise on his head.  Brianna
locked her ankles and started a quick roll to her left.  She yelled,
"Keith, you fuck!" She twisted with great force until he was rolling to his
right.  Keith was just becoming aware that something was wrong when she
yelled, "This is for mom!" Brianna reversed her roll, and, with all her
strength, spun her entire body to her right.

   She wasn't prepared for the sound that came from Keith's neck; but,
wasn't surprised at all when she found out later that his neck was snapped
like a twig and that his death was immediate.

   Brianna paused after she heard the sickening sound of Keith's neck
snapping.  She looked down and immediately crawled herself away from the
lifeless body between her legs.  She was close to hyperventilating when she
fell off the bed.  Brianna went fetal for a few minutes as she collected
her thoughts.  She stood and looked at the man she had just killed.  His
body was still turned to his right; but his head was twisted in an ugly
angle over his right shoulder.  His tongue was sticking out and his
lifeless eyes stared at her.  Brianna was now calm and under control.  She
looked at Keith, one last time and, as she turned away, simply said,
"Fucking asshole."

   Brianna picked up the panties she had worn and walked into her closet.
She dropped them in the clothes hamper and put on the torn panties from the
night before.  She picked up her mom's phone and called Devyn.

   Devyn answered as Brianna simply said, "Devyn, I need you over here
right now!" She then ended the call.

   Brianna put on a simple robe and made her way downstairs.  She picked up
the candles and put them in a garbage bag along with her mom's phone.  The
knock on the door startled her.  She ran to the door, opened it, and
blocked Devyn from coming in.  "We can't risk you contaminating the scene."

   "Babygirl?  Oh no ...  babygirl, what did you do?"

   "Devyn, take this bag and get rid of it.  Then you have to go home. 
There is nothing you can do ...  it's all over.  I did it and he's dead."

   "Babygirl, you couldn't have ...  you didn't ...  (the look in her eyes
made it clear that she had) ...  what will you tell the police?"

   "The truth, Devyn, I'll tell them the truth.  Now you have to go.  I
have to call the police."

   Devyn backed away from the door as Brianna calmly walked back inside and
disappeared from sight.  He paused to realize that there really was nothing
else he could do.

   Brianna picked up the phone in her bedroom and dialed 911.

   "911 ...  what is the nature of your emergency?"

   "I just killed the man who killed my mother, then raped me."
   To be continued ...