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 Subject: Dolan's Diaries - Cute Little Shae

   Story Codes: M/f, M/g, M solo,g solo, 1st, anal rape, ped Author: Micky
Dolan <UncleMicky1984@mail2world.com>

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   (Many thanks to my colleague Phil Gorman for his proofing and editorial
assistance)

   Cute Little Shae

   - Prologue

   My move to Florida had gone better than expected.  I found a perfect,
semi-furnished place to rent, in an older residential neighborhood, just
outside of my new school's district.  It wasn't much, but it offered
exactly the level of anonymity I needed.  As for the actual move, I had so
few things that I was able to handle it by myself.  Another aspect of the
situation required that I use an alias for this part of my life.  Except at
school, my Florida name was Nick Manchik.  I had false papers, bank
accounts, an entire false life created.  As I was unloading the U-Haul, the
guy from across the street came over with a twelve pack of cold ones, and
invited me for a beer break.

   I accepted his invitation and took some time to relax in the backyard
with my new neighbor, Ted.  He paints bridges for a living, and said it
kept him on the road a lot.  He has three daughters; Amber, who was going
into 10th grade, Shae, who was going into 7th, Alice, who was 4 and a son
Ted Jr, who was 3.  Shortly, his wife Nancy came over and joined us.  She
was pleasant enough and must have been a looker at one time; but, four kids
had put some miles on her.  Ted offered to lend a hand with the unloading,
but I knew he was just being neighborly and turned him down.  It was nice
of him to ask though.

   After exchanging further pleasantries, and polishing off the beers, I
got back to work unloading the furniture.  Ted and Nancy headed home.  I
saw that their kids were in the front yard watching me unload the truck.  I
walked over and introduced myself.  The older girl, Amber, was very nice
looking, but appeared to have a bit of a bitchy attitude.  I didn't care
for her much at all; as a matter of fact, my first thought was that what
she needed was a good horse-fucking in the ass.  Shae, on the other hand,
was a delight; she has a beautiful face, a smile that would captivate
anyone, and a very likeable way about her.  This made her even more
attractive, than her looks can be credited for.  She reminds me an awful
lot of my sweet Kayley, who lived down the street from where I grew up in
Cleveland.  The little ones were polite and friendly, but too young to
grasp what was going on.

   My new life soon became everything I had imagined.  School was going
great and, before too long, some of the benefits started to show up, in the
form of "eager" students and a couple of coworkers.  The extra work I had
arranged through Dave was turning out to be extremely profitable.  I had
even started my part of the export business and had become very adept at
acquiring desired "goods."

   An important part of my side work was establishing my false identity. 
No one on the "dark side" knew my real name or anything about me.  I had
one main contact person, Jack, and dealt with a middle-aged Eastern
European lady, named Myra, at the safe houses we utilized throughout the
state.  I had one colleague called TJ.  I only saw him when something was
coming in or leaving the country.

   My "real" life at home was very hectic; little Shae became a bigger and
bigger part of it.

   - Mr.  Manchik's Neighborhood

   I loved having a yard to work in.  In what free time I had, I was mostly
working around the house.  One day I was trimming the front hedges, with my
mind wandering, and for some reason, I turned around; standing on the
sidewalk watching me, was Shae.  I stayed silent, as I looked her up and
down.  She was wearing a red tank top, blue gym shorts, white ankle socks,
and white trainers.  Her long, black hair was pulled back in a ponytail,
with a few wisps of hair framing her face.  The sun was shining on her
face, her head slightly cocked, and she was looking at me with one eye
squinted.  Her face was radiant; a natural beauty.

   "Hey Shae, how you doing?"

   "Pretty good Mr.  Nick; how's the new house and everything?"

   I strolled up to her and turned, so her face wasn't in the sun anymore,
and replied, "I'm loving it!  This place is great, and I really like my
neighbors."

   She liked that comment and said, "Well, we really like having you here,
Mr.  Nick.  Can I give you a hand picking up all the branches and stuff you
cut?"

   I would have to have been an idiot to turn down such assistance.  I
spent the next half hour either trying to glance down her top or marveling
at her perfect legs and ass.  Before too long, if I was ever outside doing
some yard work, Shae would be over to lend a hand.

   One day she was hanging out, sitting cross-legged on the lawn as I was
pulling garden weeds and asked me about the "lady" who had come home with
me the previous weekend.  I replied "Oh, it was nothing; we work together
and decided to hang out a bit." I indeed had a very good time with Patti!
She's a married English teacher and her husband was out of town for the
weekend, so ...  anyway.

   Shae said, "So, she's not your girlfriend or anything?"

   "Nothing of the kind.  She's OK ...  but not really my type."

   "What is your type?"

   I pulled a few more weeds, sat back to look at her, and replied, "It's
kind of tough to say, kiddo; someone who I can just hang out with and be
myself, someone who, for some reason I find attractive and desirable, I
don't know, someone who makes me happy ...  and (with a smile) being pretty
doesn't hurt either."

   She gave this some thought as I gazed upon her.  She was wearing a type
of dark grey gym shorts and a simple light grey tank top.  I was amazed at
how petite she was.  She couldn't have been over five feet tall and as
lithe as a ballet dancer.  Her skin was a flawless olive color and her hair
a radiant jet black.  As is often the case, she was wearing her hair in a
high ponytail with loose strands falling in front of her ears.  Her neck
was beautiful and screamed out to be kissed.  Although tiny, her features
were soft and very feminine.  Amazingly, her breasts appeared to be
perfectly developed for her body size.  They were small, but only in the
sense that she was small.  On her, they were perfect in every way
imaginable.  I caught myself staring and awkwardly went back to working on
the weeds.

   She said, "I think I know what you mean Mr.  Nick.  Most guys make me
uncomfortable; they'll stare at me and it feels creepy.  When you look at
me, your eyes are soft and I feel comfortable ...  well ...  gotta go, see
ya." With that she was up and gone.

   Quite often, when we chatted, Shae would complain about her sister,
Amber.  From what I was picking up from Shae, and observing in the
neighborhood, my initial thoughts were correct.  Amber was a major league
bitch who seemed to try and target her little sister, primarily for the fun
of it.

   One day, after school, I noticed that Shae's bus stopped at the corner.
She walked home right past my house, before heading across the street.  She
was a sight to behold.  I creepily began waiting for her to walk by, just
to watch, as her way-too-heavy backpack would accentuate her tits because
of the pressure from the straps over her shoulders.  I usually had my hand
on my dick as she went by and relief would arrive a few minutes later.

   Sometimes I would sit on the front porch and she would wave and say
hello; sometimes she would walk up and chat.  I found that whichever way it
worked out, I was always enthralled by her, and needless to say, rather
excited.  One day she told me she was trying out for the youth cheerleader
group in town and asked if I would come to some of the games where she
would be cheering.  The mere mental image of her as a cheerleader was a
thrill in and of itself.  I readily agreed and hoped I would have the time
to get to some games.

   Halloween came around.  I sat on the front porch, with a cocktail and
handed out candy.  I was warned by the neighbors that this was a big night
in the neighborhood and, boy, they weren't kidding!  I think people trucked
extra kids in!  It didn't matter, I love Halloween and had a great time. 
Shae and her very cute friend Connie, took their younger siblings
trick-or-treating and the sight of Shae almost made me drop.  She was
dressed as a witch and wore a clingy black dress with a plunging neckline
that accentuated every positive feature about her.  I actually fumbled a
bit when handing out candy because I couldn't keep my eyes off her.  She
flirted a bit and then continued on.

   - Shae's First Job

   A few weeks later, I was in the backyard on a Saturday doing some
gardening when Shae rode in on her bike.  "I thought you would be here."
Looking around the yard, she added, "Boy, do you ever have a lot of work to
do!  Do you want some help?"

   Knowing that we would be alone in the backyard for some time, I
responded, "Sure thing, but I think you had better ask at home first."

   "OK, but I finished all my chores for the day so it'll be OK."

   When she returned, she announced, "Dad said it was fine with him; but
maybe I should see if I can get paid for my work."

   "Paid?  I thought you would help out of the goodness of your heart?"

   She started to stammer a bit and I could tell she was feeling a bit
embarrassed; so I quickly said, "I was only kidding!  Of course you should
get paid for your work.  Tell you what, let's sit down, have some iced tea,
and hammer out a deal." I headed to the back door, stopped, looked back and
said, "You go sit at the patio table and I'll be right back."

   When I returned she was sitting with one foot up on the chair and her
arms wrapped around her raised knee.  She said thanks when I set the glass
down and then asked, "Do you think you'll be able to make it to any of my
games?"

   I sat in the chair next to her and apologized for not making any games
so far.  I explained "I have this part time job where I travel around and
lead workshops for teachers, it pays really well and I just can't pass on
the money."

   "What do you do with your money anyway?  From the looks of things you
live like a monk!  I mean, how old is that Jeep and where do you shop,
Walmart?"

   "Honey, the best way to get money is not to spend money.  I have what I
need to live and have some fun; after that, I send most of it to my brother
to invest and make me more money."

   "So, are you going to spend some of that money on me?"

   I knew she could just ask for money and I would give whatever she
wanted; but, I said, "I would like it if you could come over a couple hours
a week and take care of the weeding in the garden beds, and make sure that
the birdfeeders are filled.  That would be a couple of hours total and I'll
pay you ten an hour for that.  If I come home and I see a bunch of weeds
that have been there for over a week, no pay that week."

   "So that would be, like twenty a week ...  I won't be buying an iPhone
with that ...  but, OK.  I like the job.  I'll take it!"

   She beamed a smile at me and had her eyes locked onto my eyes.  I stood
up next to her and said, "Now, there may be times when I have a project in
mind and if you help me, then I think there would have to be more money
involved.  What do you think?"

   She popped up into the most cute, pert, cheerleader stance, back
slightly arched, on her toes with her legs together, and exclaimed "I think
it's perfect!  You're the best neighbor ever!" She reached around and gave
me a monster hug.  She was in contact from her knees all the way to her
head, which only came half way up my chest.  My thoughts were completely
captured by the feel of her two rock hard breasts pressing right into my
gut.  I hugged her back and realized I was starting to "stir," so I began
to pull my hips away from her a bit.  I leaned forward as I pulled and bent
away from her, which brought our faces closer.

   Shae looked up at me, our eyes locked, and she reached and gave me a
nice platonic thank you kiss.  I held it a little longer than she expected.
I felt just the slightest of shivers run through her.  I broke off and she
looked up at me half startled, half excited.  Her eyes went to the ground,
she stammered something I could not quite make out, but I had an inkling of
what was going on.  I lifted her chin, gazed into her eyes, and asked, "Was
that your first kiss?"

   She nodded.  I could see her eyes were starting to water a bit and she
began to get a bit emotional.  I replied, while bending to her and lifting
her chin, "That kiss won't do at all.  Let's make this something to
remember!" Her eyes began to close and I tilted her head, ever so slightly,
to the left.  She kept her lips soft this time and slightly parted; our
lips met in a soft, gentle kiss that slowly built into a more strident,
almost passionate kiss.  My other hand was holding her by the small of her
back and I pulled her in closer.  She offered no resistance.  I could, once
again, feel her firm breasts against my body.  She moaned quietly as she
ever-so-lightly rubbed them against me.  I so wanted to do more, but
decided that the "slower the better" approach was best for this situation.

   We parted.  I smiled, and said, "A girl as smart, kind, and beautiful as
you deserves to be kissed, and kissed a lot! ...  Now, we need to get to
work if you're going to make any money."

   We spent the next half hour on our hands and knees, mostly next to each
other.  She was very happy to make plenty of casual physical contact,
leaning into me, brushing by me, and making hand contact.  We were both
very happy and thoroughly enjoyed each other's company.

   While working, I got some insight into her life.  Shae told me, "It's
really weird being the middle kid.  Amber tries to be so bossy and doesn't
help with anything.  I do my best to look after the little ones and
sometimes it seems like I'm the only adult in the house.  Dad is gone a lot
and mom isn't always up to taking care of us.  Amber just brushes
everything off and I'm left looking after everyone.  Sometimes I think I
might just burst.  All I want to do is get out of there, but if I don't
look after Teddy and Alice, I don't know what would happen."

   I was unsure as to what exactly to say, but I managed to respond, "You
live in a dual world, you're treated like a child, in many ways; then, you
have to take on adult responsibilities and roles.  Anyone who can balance
that has my utmost respect.  You're a very special person, Shae.  I believe
you have the strength to see this through.  Remember, you can always come
here to blow off some steam or just hang out.  I'll always treat you like
you, Shae, a wonderful person!"

   We were sitting on the lawn, looking at each other and we fell silent. I
reached my hand out to her and she took it.  I pulled her closer and folded
her into my arms.  I held her for a while and she started slowly sobbing.
She turned into me, wrapped her arms around my neck and buried her head in
my shoulder.  I pulled her tighter and gently rocked her.

   She slowly recovered and loosened her grip on me.  I sat her on my lap
and wiped the last tears from her cheeks.  I gave her a kiss on the
forehead and we stood up.  I still had my arm around her and she was
leaning into me.

   I spoke first, "Shae, look at what a great job we've done on the beds in
this yard!  We are a great team and I would be lost without you.  Do you
think you'll be able to get to the east and back fences?  I'll take care of
the area over by the garage."

   Recovered, and smiling, she said, "Yeah, sure, I can get that done and,
maybe, who knows?  I might just do the garage as well.  Are you going away
again?"

   I said I had a workshop to run in Pensacola and would be gone for a few
days.  In actuality, I had an appointment to keep with a fourteen-year-old
blonde cheerleader in a small town two hours away that would need a lot of
planning.  I showed Shae where the bird seed was in the garage and gave her
the code for the door.

   Most of the time she worked alone; when we had opportunities to work
together we would chat and playfully flirt with one another.  We always
kissed before she left and she seemed very satisfied with that level of
contact.  I managed to cup her ass, a few times, and she did not reject my
advances.  One time I gathered the back of her gym shorts and pulled them
up, in order to give her a little pussy wedgie for extra stimulation.  She
was startled by the feeling and shied away.  I gathered her in for a hug
and she understood that I was not going to pressure her into anything.

   - A Voyeur's Delight

   One Saturday afternoon, Shae came over and told me that she would be
busy all day helping with her little brother's party.  I was disappointed;
but, what the hell, right?  I ran some errands and decided to cut the lawn.
It was around eleven in the morning by time I finished the back yard and
took a short break before cutting the front lawn.  When I came out, I
noticed the two younger kids across the street were hanging around the
front faucet in their swimsuits.  I began cutting the lawn and, after a few
passes I glanced back over and saw Shae and her friend Connie, both in
bikinis, helping the kids fill up water balloons.  I'm sure Connie's suit
was cute, but I only had eyes for Shae.  Her bikini was a blue pattern and
had a short, little, frill skirt around the waist.  She was absolutely
flawless!  I thought I wouldn't be able to finish the lawn because of the
distraction, but decided I would work as quickly as possible and go watch
the show from the front window.

   Once done, I went inside and watched the two girls play with the
youngsters and their water balloons.  My hand instinctively went into my
shorts.  I was still sweating from my yard work and very soon I was by the
window, stark naked, with a raging hard on.  I used the sweat from my body
to lubricate my hand as I jerked off watching the two young beauties as
they frolicked about the yard.  At one point, I thought I might have been
seen when Connie was telling Shae something and she glanced over at my
house.  Nothing else out of the ordinary happened and I continued my
self-pleasure until I couldn't stand it anymore.  My eyes were glued on
Shae as I stood directly in front of the window and let loose with an
explosion of cum that splattered on and covered some of the window. 
Luckily, I had moved my shirt and shorts under and in front of me so that
much of the love juice ended up on them, reducing what I had to clean.

   I threw my soiled clothes in the hamper and made my way into the shower.
Once cleaned and dressed, I made a bite to eat, enjoyed a few cold ones and
watched some hoops on the tube.  The girls were no longer in the yard as
the festivities had moved to the backyard.  A little later, Ted came over
and invited me to join them for some dinner and cake.  I readily agreed and
had a very interesting evening hanging with him and Nancy.

   I was pleased to hear that the little bitch Amber had skipped the party
to hang with her piece of shit boyfriend.  Thankfully, Shae and Connie were
still there.  They had changed into tank tops and shorts.  They floated
around and in and out of our conversation.  Every now and then Shae would
pass behind me and draw her finger along the back of my shoulders.

   Ted and Nancy wanted to be assured that Shae wasn't a problem and
thanked me for letting her earn some money.  Ted said he thought it was
great that I would pay five dollars an hour for her help.  I glanced at
Shae and she gave me the cutest little devil smile.  Deep down I was very
much assured by this because I now knew that she would lie to her parents
about what we were doing and that she was as much in on it as I was.

   As the evening passed, the kids were sent off to bed and both Ted and
Nancy began to put away quite a bit of drink.  After polishing off all the
beer, they switched to wine, and when that was gone, they pulled out some
rum and took the remainder of the kid's Cokes.  At one point, as Nancy was
telling a story, I could detect a change in her speech pattern.  A definite
accent emerged as she spoke.  I leaned towards her and asked, "What part of
West Virginia you from Nancy?"

   She seemed surprised and replied, "Southern portion of the state, not
too far from Beckley.  How did you know?"

   "I've know lots of folks from down there.  I could hear it in your
talk."

   "I try to hide it, but sometimes it slips out.  I met Ted here when he
was working on the 64.  He's from Florida, an original cracker!" She then
carried on for some time longer.

   Eventually, Nancy was close to passing out and Ted carried her inside,
telling me they were going to call it a night.  I walked home intrigued by
this development, but now some of the things I had noticed earlier about
them became clear: they were both full-throttle drunks!

   - Taking It to the Next Level

   I had been away, "working" for a few weekends, and each time I came home
the yard was in fantastic shape.  Shae came over one afternoon to pick up
her pay but I had to leave quickly in order to oversee a delivery down at
the pier, next to the shrimp wharf, so we only had a moment together.  She
came into the kitchen, I lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around my
waist.  Our kisses were like those of two lovers who had been apart for
weeks (which, in a way, we almost were.) This time she surprised me by
sliding her tongue into my mouth and enticing mine into a dance.  My dick
was starting to hurt a bit as it grew and, in my position, it had no place
to go.  I cupped her ass, lifted her, shifted and rearranged my fella so
that it was lying against my lower abdomen.  She sensed this and slithered
down a bit until her crotch was firmly pressed against my now screaming
erection.  We continued to kiss and began a grinding, dry hump.  She was
really starting to get into it and began rolling her hips up and down,
letting out soft sweet moans.

   I came to my senses and broke away.  I set her on her feet and said,
"Shae, I have to go ...  it's really important ..."

   She cut me off and asked, "Do you have a date?  Are you going to see
your teacher friend or a girl friend?" She was hurt and upset by being left
alone once again.  I dropped to my knees in front of her, which put my head
at the level of her chest.

   I pulled her to me and held her as tight as I could.  I nestled my head
into her breasts and she wrapped her arms around my head and held me close.
I looked up and said, "No, no, and no.  I have to help a friend who is in a
bad spot.  If I don't get there in time, he might be in real danger.  I
can't let anything happen to him.  Do you understand?  This is real
important!  There is no one else ...  Shae, you are the only one on my
mind, and in my heart." I couldn't tell her the whole truth but in a way I
was being truthful enough for, the past few months, only she had been on my
mind.  She had taken over my fantasy life.  I ached every day to see her
and spend time with her.  "Try and come by Saturday and I promise we'll
have time together."

   Saturday came and I could see a lot of activity across the street.  I
decided to clean out my gutters to pass the time.  Around 11:00 Ted, Nancy
and the two little ones packed into their truck and took off.  Shae and
Amber were on the front porch waving goodbye.  I watched a little longer,
and soon enough, a small Civic pulled up, Amber came running out, hopped in
and took off.  Shae then came out, looked around and went back inside.  I
took my ladder around back and started on the gutters there.  Within
minutes, Shae showed up.  I could hear her walking up the drive, but
pretended not to notice her until she said, "Hey Nick!  We're going to have
some time together, right?"

   I didn't look down at her and replied, "Sure, but first there are a few
tasks that need attention, I'll be done with the gutters in a few minutes
and there's some weeds under the garage hedge." She said a quick OK and
went to work.  I still hadn't looked at her yet, but I doubled my efforts
to finish the gutters as quickly as possible.

   I finished, put the ladder away and came around to where she was
working. My initial view was incredible!  She was on her hands and knees
reaching under the bushes pulling weeds.  I could only see her back half
and her cute little ass was partially covered by a very tight, short pair
of blue short-shorts.  Her legs were slightly spread and her tanned, fit,
slender legs were a work of art.  She pulled back and out of the hedge,
turned to me and sat back so that her ass rested on the ground between her
feet.  The view up the inside of her thighs, to her tightly stretched
shorts, was only beaten by the top she was wearing.  She had on a white,
cut-off, half-shirt that barely covered her tits.  Her flat, taut stomach
was fully exposed and the way the shirt hung from her, only emphasized the
size and firmness of her tits.  I immediately noticed that her nipples were
partially erect and forming small little nubs through the fabric.  The
whiteness of her shirt provided a truly erotic vision of her dark areola at
the prow of her breasts.

   "Well, it's about time you finished.  I only have a few more weeds to
get." With that, she moved back under the bushes and began to attack the
weeds.  I lay down on my side, supporting my head with my right hand, in a
position to watch `dat ass as she worked.  She glanced back and asked, "Are
you checking out my ass?  My god what a perv!" She smiled, shook it a bit,
spread her legs a little further and arched her back enough that her shorts
could not have been any tighter across her little tail.

   My only response was, "You bet your sweet, little ass I'm checking out
your sweet, little ass!  I could stay here all day!" I then noticed that by
lowering my head a touch, and looking up between her "gates of heaven"
thighs, I had a clear view up her shirt as it hung down from her body.  It
was a marvelous view!  Highly erotic and exciting!  Her tits were luscious
mounds hanging down from her body.  They shook, ever so slightly, as she
worked and were topped by two delightful nipples, whose brownish pink color
contrasted nicely with her natural olive skin.  As I watched, I couldn't
help but get "stirred," so I discreetly rubbed my dick to enhance the
excitement.  Very soon, she finished her task, backed out and turned to me
with a cute devilish smile on her face.  With a light sheen of sweat on her
face, and the sunlight hitting just so, she appeared to glow right in front
of me.

   I didn't try to conceal the fact that I was checking out every inch of
her as I took in this vision of beauty.  Her luxurious hair was pulled back
in a high ponytail which emphasized the beauty of her face.  Her eyes shone
and her smile was brilliant in the way that can only be from one so young.
I was no more than six inches from her with her right knee being about
level with my stomach; if I had curled up, I could have nearly encircled
her.

   She leaned forward, just a bit and placed her hand on my shoulder. 
"Nick, I can't stay very long.  Mom and dad will be back pretty soon ...  I
hate that we can't find time to be together." Her hand lingered on my
shoulder and, as she spoke, I noticed that her forward lean had opened a
view under her shirt revealing the gorgeous bottom of a tit.  My eyes were
darting from her face to her shirt.  I took my right arm and reached it
around her waist, feeling her soft, exposed skin.  She sidled forward a bit
so she was right alongside me.

   Slowly rubbing her back I said, "Shae, I wish we had more time to be
together.  We need to use the time we have, the best we can, and try to
figure something out." She was gazing into my eyes when she shifted her
weight and, using her hand and hips, pushed me over on my back.  She ended
up leaning on my chest, still half-sitting on her hip next me.  I slid my
hand on her back up and inside her shirt until I found the nape of her neck
and drew her down towards me.  With my right hand, I reached down, cupped
her ass and snuggled her in closer.  She smiled and playfully squirmed her
ass into my hand as our faces came closer.  I knew my hand on her back had
to have forced her shirt high enough to expose her tits; but, in our
position, it was impossible to see anything; regardless, she stopped just
inches away from me and put on a very adult face.

   She leaned in and began covering my face with soft kisses while saying
"I just love the way you make me feel.  I'm so hot I can't stand it." With
that I pulled her closer, we kissed deeply and passionately.  Our lips were
working in unison and our tongues were engaged in the type of dance that
only nature can choreograph.  I had to remove my hand from her back and
rearrange the positioning of my dick to accommodate the raging erection
that was developing.

   She pulled back, sat up a bit, took my right hand from her ass and
placed it just above her hip.  She started to guide it up her side and
slightly to front.  "You know, you can if you want to."

   I gave her a sort of quizzical look and asked, "I can what?" I started
to slide my hand under the front of her shirt just barely touching the
bottom of her tits.

   "You can touch my boobs if you want.  I know you like looking at them
and that makes me feel all sexy and wanted."

   I wasn't going to waste any more time.  I slid my hand up, cupped a firm
breast while bending my wrist upward to lift her shirt at the same time. 
She deftly lifted the front of her shirt and slid it back over her head
exposing two of the most perfect tits any man has ever laid his eyes upon.
For whatever reason I thought of the old expression, `the face that
launched a thousand ships.' Now, I understood completely what was being
written about Helen.  As I brought both hands into play, her face had a
look of a goddess, approving of the adoration she is receiving and the
power she is wielding.  Her breasts were magnificent; they stood
individually, very firm and yet still pliant.  They proudly stood out from
her chest and were topped with slightly puffy areola, which held perfectly
sized nipples.  They were not the breasts of a girl her age; they were
rounded at the bottom, almost full in size and, meant to be admired.

   She placed her hands on my chest and asked "When you said I was on your
mind, did you mean it?  Do you think about me a lot?"

   "Yes, so much it almost scares me!  I imagine times like this, I think
about how beautiful you are.  I think about how much I like having you
around, and I think about how much I miss you when we're not together."

   "That's good, Nick, because I think about you too; I mean, I think about
you a lot when I'm alone, you know, like in bed and stuff."

   I pulled her in close for a kiss and said, "Same for me."

   She pulled back and readjusted her shirt back over herself.  She placed
a hand on my stomach and said, "I have to get home.  If my parents see me
dressed this way they'll kill me." She leaned down and we shared a nice
kiss.

   I held her and said, "I know you have to go, but you are leaving me in
quite a condition." I gave a quick glance down to my crotch where a very
prominent, and obvious, erection was straining at my shorts.

   She looked down and cautiously slid her hand over the bulge, sending
waves of excitement through my body until finally resting her hand on my
shaft, giving it a slight up and down rub.  She looked back at me,
continuing her hand movement and said "I think you should be able to take
care of this by yourself.  As a matter of fact, if you watch out your front
window I might be able to help.  I know you like watching from the window."

   "What?  What are you talking about?"

   "One day, while walking home, I noticed you watching me from your
window. When I got inside, I peeked out and could just make out movement
behind the window.  Haven't you wondered why I always pause in front of
your house on my way home?  Then, the other day, Connie thought she saw
you, but I told her she was crazy.  I knew better though.  You got careless
and I could clearly see what you were doing. ...  don't worry, I think it's
hot and sexy.  We need to do it together sometime ...  you know ...  from a
distance." She gave me another kiss and, as she stood, she said, "Don't
forget, look out the window." With that, she was gone.

   - Long Distance Love

   I headed into the house, stripping down to nothing and made my way to
the front window.  Shae was standing on her front porch looking my way.  I
leaned forward enough so that she could see me.  She smiled, waved to me
and then sat down on the porch steps.  The porch steps at her house are
made of flagstone.  On both sides are large brick sidings that conveniently
serve to block the view from either side.  The way she was leaning back on
the steps made her invisible to anyone who wasn't directly in front of her,
as I pretty much was.

   She was sitting with her legs spread, leaning back against an upper
step, with her elbows propping her up.  Her hands moved to her stomach and
she began to rub herself up and down from the top of her shorts to just
under her shirt.  She alternately looked back and forth for cars or people
passing and across to me.  She sat up straighter and reached under her
shirt.  She started cupping and running her hands over her tits.  She
slowed her movements and lifted her shirt enough to fully expose herself to
me.  She used her thumbs and forefingers to pinch her nipples, and then
slid her palms over them, eventually cupping her tits and squeezing them
together.  As she continueded her self-caressing.  I was slowly stroking
myself to a full erection.  When she cupped her tits I reached down with my
left hand, cupped and fondled my balls.  I arched myself so that this would
be visible to her.  When I looked at her face, she was smiling, looking
directly at my movements.

   Shae slid her hands down to her shorts.  She lifted herself ever so
slightly, and pulled her shorts down just a little bit.  She reached her
left hand down to her crotch and slowly started rubbing herself.  She was
looking directly at me as she rubbed herself.  I could see her face start
to contort with pleasure as she began to run her fingers in circles around
her crotch.  My dick was fully erect and I was having a tough time catching
my breath.  I had never been so excited in quite this way.

   Then it happened.

   Shae reached her fingers across to the side of the crotch of her shorts
and pulled them back, exposing her glorious pussy to me.  She leaned
forward a bit, as her right hand moved down her thigh to her pussy.  She
ran her fingertips up and down along her slit until she stopped and slowly
opened her lips.  She started making quick circles up at the top and
started rolling her hips in reaction.  Her head rolled back as she took a
finger and pushed it inside her pussy.  I could see that she had inserted
her entire finger and started quickly moving it in and out.

   She looked back at me and I did my best to coordinate my stroking with
her finger fucking.  She then shortened her strokes, keeping her finger
buried inside and used her thumb to stroke her clit.  I couldn't take it
any longer!  I could feel it first in my gut, then down to my balls.  My
orgasm built inside me through my balls and then into my dick.  I turned
directly to the window and shot load after load onto the window while
looking at Shae as she watched and began to climax herself.  Her stoking
slowed, her ass lifted from the steps, she curled a bit and then convulsed
rapidly, two or three times.  As I was catching my breath, holding my dick,
milking the last of my cum out, she quickly covered herself up and darted
inside.

   I cleaned up, took a shower, got something to eat and watched some
hoops. My work cell phone rang; it was Jack.  He shouldn't have been
calling until midweek.  With some trepidation, I answered and agreed to
meet him at 4:30 at a very public, dockside restaurant.  When I asked him
what was up, his only reply was, "Business, very profitable business."

   I grabbed a beer and sat out on my front porch.  The pickup was back in
Shae's driveway.  The front door opened and she came out and ran across the
street.  She had on a red tank top, blue gym shorts and white trainers. 
She came up the steps and sat in the other porch chair.  I smiled at her
and said, "You know what girl?  You amaze me!  I can't believe what you,
we, just did ..."

   "You liked it, huh?  I've never cum so fast in my life!  It was so hot
...  !  I gotta tell you something: Some of my dad's friends from work are
coming over today, and that means a lot of drinking.  Amber isn't going to
be home and I know that by nine or so everybody will be gone and mom and
dad will be passed out."

   I was looking over at her house and asked, "So, what're you thinking?"

   "As soon as they're all drunk and passed out, I'll come over here and we
can be together."

   "I like the way you think!  I have some errands to run, but I'll be back
in plenty of time."

   "Great, but I gotta tell you something: we can't go all the way ...  you
know my thirteenth birthday is coming up, right?  Anyway, mom took me to
the doctor last week to get me on birth control." I was visibly surprised
by this and she added, "Amber got knocked up when she was thirteen and had
to get an abortion, mom says we're not going through that again; so, it was
off to the doctor for me.  At first I didn't like it ...  but now, I think
it could be worth it; I have just a couple weeks to go to be sure."

   "Agreed, no all the way ...  but I do have some condoms; that would be
safe."

   "No, when we do it, we're going to do it for real."

   "Again, I like the way you think, I have some ideas as to what I'm going
to do with you, think you'll be ready?"

   She got up, headed for the stairs, looked back at me and said, "I'm not
the one who has to be ready.  You better go take a nap and make sure you
have plenty of strength."

   "Hey!  Make sure you come to the back door."

   The nap idea sounded good, so I went in, set the alarm for three and
fell asleep thinking about Shae's thighs wrapped around my head.

   - A Change of Plans

   I had only met Jack once before and that was when I first came to
Florida.  Since then, we've only spoken on the phone.  I've dealt with many
of his "minions" throughout the year and everything had gone smoothly, for
the most part.  There was the one time I was asked, and highly compensated,
to make one cheating minion disappear.  I didn't like this part of the job,
but it needed to be done.  I was surprised at how easy it all actually was.
Dave had warned me I would likely be tested, and, if I passed, I would be
"in."

   Our meeting was at a dockside bar and grill.  We sat off to the side by
the water's edge.  Jack is pretty nondescript but has a definite Amer-Asian
look to him.  We ordered some drinks and appetizers and engaged in small
talk until our orders were delivered.  We then began to discuss business.

   I opened the conversation, "I must admit I was surprised to hear from
you on a weekend, I hope there aren't any problems?"

   "No, no problems.  I want to make a new proposition to you, one that
could be very profitable but, at the same time, carries greater risk."

   It was time to stop eating and get serious.  "You lay everything out,
and when you're done; I'll give you a firm answer."

   "We want to expand the export side of our business: you're sole
responsibility will be in that area.  Certain parties are extremely pleased
with what you have supplied so far and they wish to place more orders. 
This would entail you working full time.  You'll have to drop whatever else
you are doing, go completely off the screen and devote yourself totally to
acquiring desired goods."

   I leaned back in my chair, gave Jack an interested look and gestured
that he continue.

   "I will set you up with everything you need.  I'll need a list from you
by midweek of anything special you will need.  You cannot have any outside
communications doing this.  You must be completely off the grid.  Anything
you need taken care of will go through me.  If all goes as I anticipate,
you could realize seven figure profits, depending on your work.  Along with
the usual offerings you procure, we will be taking requests for special
deliveries and, on some occasions, taking on-line bids for others." Jack
sat back, folded his hands and waited for me to speak.

   It scared me when it happened, but I felt no guilt or concern when I
said, "It's a deal, providing that I have your assurances that I can back
out whenever I wish with no repercussions."

   "You have my absolute assurance, I don't operate that way.  You will be
completely shielded from the clients we engage.  The only connections will
be when you are working."

   "Agreed, I'll need a month and a half to get things in order.  I have to
come up with something at work, but I can handle that.  I'll need to tend
to my family.  One other thing, I'll need a new place to live."

   "You will remain here in Florida.  I have procured a very comfortable
safe house for you to work out of.  Very private, very secure.  You will
still use our personnel, and the other houses for the deliveries.  Myra
will be your main contact.  She will arrange for a weekly housekeeper and
pick up any merchandise you happen to have in your possession.  There may
be times you will have to work out of state.  In those cases, we will
handle all the logistics.  Your job is only procurement and immediate
delivery."

   "We have a deal." I leaned forward and we shook hands.

   I could see that Jack was very pleased.  He motioned to a brief case on
the chair next to him, "That is for you.  Inside you'll find a bonus for
your work so far ...  and a canister of ...  a ...  gas ...  it is
experimental.  You may find it helpful in your endeavors.  If you like it,
I can send you more.  Suffice it to say, one of your most pleased clients
is very high up in a certain nation's defense industry."

   I took the case and left.  As I drove home, my mind was a whirlwind of
plans.  Once home I opened the case and counted two hundred grand in cash.
The canister had a document wrapped around it.  The document explained how
the gas worked and the most efficient means of delivery.  I stashed fifty
grand for myself, and packaged the rest for shipment to my brother.  I
included a short note saying I would be up to visit in a couple of weeks.

   - A Visitor in the Night

   By now, it was a little after eight and I had to get ready for my
visitor.  I grabbed a quick shower, shaved, and dressed casually.  I poured
a glass of wine, sat out on the back patio and, enjoyed the cool evening.
Shortly after nine, I heard her walking up the driveway.  She came round
the corner of the house and headed to the back door.  I made a rustling
sound with my feet as I leaned forward in the chair and said, "Who you
looking for little girl?"

   She stopped short, looked my way and, then noticed me.  Without missing
a beat she said, "Hello mister!  I'm a cheerleader with the youth program
here in town and I'm looking for people who are willing to support us."

   "What sort of support are you looking for?  I don't have any money to
give ...  but I'm willing to help in any way I can." As she walked closer,
I could see that she was wearing a long sleeve t-shirt, Capri-cut jeans,
the ever present trainers and ankle socks.  Her hair was partially tied
back in a ponytail with tresses framing her beautiful face.

   She moved with ease and confidence.  The tight fitting clothes she wore,
along with the indirect light from the kitchen window, accentuated her
petite physique.  There was an almost angelic glow to her as she moved
closer.

   I sat back on my patio chair as she approached and moved next to me.  I
took her by the waist and moved her to my lap.  She put her arms around my
neck and said, "I don't need any more money, what I need is some
attention."

   We came together in a passionate kiss.  My hands roamed freely over her
body and she shifted as my growing erection became apparent.  She moved to
face me and held my head with her hands as her right leg moved across my
lap, resulting in a partial straddle position.  I couldn't identify the
scent she was wearing, but it was heavenly and added an exciting dimension
to the totality of the sensual experience.  I really liked this little
girl! She had become a friend and someone I desired to be with on a deep
level.  I desired her at many levels.  The passion was building in the both
of us.  I broke it off, and scooped her into my arms and stood up.  I took
a couple of steps to the door when she shifted to move herself down to a
standing position.  I stopped and set her down on her feet.  She took my
hand and led me into the house, through the kitchen and living room, into
my bedroom.

   She stopped a few feet from my bed and pulled me in front of her so my
back was to the bed.  We released our hands and I took a knee in front of
her.  I placed a hand behind her calf and lifted her foot to my knee.  I
untied and removed her shoe; her pink socks were so cute that I decided
they would stay in place.  I repeated the process with her left foot.  I
ran my hands up her legs until they ended up on her hips.  I slid her shirt
up enough to let me unbutton her pants, pull the zipper down and slowly
peal them down.  As the pants came down, my eyes were treated to a stunning
view.  She was wearing white satin bikini panties.  There were small random
hearts dispersed across the panties.  One little heart that caught my eye
was strategically placed right in front, at the top of the prominent camel
toe formed by her pussy.

   As she lifted each leg to finish removing her pants, her panties rode up
ever so slightly, resulting in her pussy being prominently encased in the
white satin panties.  The slimness of her legs combined with her prominent
gap, created a highly erotic sight.  I leaned forward, and kissed her
through the panties while nuzzling my nose around the top of her slit.

   She pushed her hips forward, pressing her muffin into my face, but then
pulled back.  She took my head in her hands and guided me upward.  She
released my head and lifted her arms up in the air.  I slid my hands up
from her thighs, over her shapely hips, copped a grab of ass on the way, to
her slim waist, and under her shirt.  I stood as I moved her shirt upward
over her head, and off her arms.

   She dropped her arms to her sides and took a small step backwards.  She
was wearing a matching bra, completing this vision of beauty.  The sheer
satin bra offered no actual support to her proud perfect breasts.  It
served to accentuate her tan skin, presented a view of her dark aureole and
erect nipples, hinting at the delights encased in the satin.

   Shae ran her hands over her stomach down to her hips and back up over
her tits while gazing into my eyes.  She said, "I took some of the money I
earned, and went to the mall last weekend.  I managed to lose mom for a
while and bought these for tonight.  What do you think?  I got them for
you."

   I sat on the edge of the bed and reached for her.  She moved closer.  My
arms were loosely wrapped around her waist; she placed her hands on my
shoulder and kept slightly leaned back.  I leaned forward and placed my
face deep between her tits into her cleavage.  I deeply inhaled her aroma.
I placed soft kisses on the insides of both her tits and pulled back.  I
looked her up and down.  She had her back slightly arched as she leaned
back, so her pelvis was pushed forward and her pubic mound proudly
displayed.

   "Shae, I don't know what to say.  You are one of the most beautiful
women I have ever seen.  I don't think I've ever seen anything sexier than
you.  I love everything!  I'm at a loss for words, come here." I pulled her
closer and down for a kiss.  As we kissed, she pushed into me so I was on
my back on the bed.  She climbed on top of me and began gyrating her pelvis
on my crotch.  She stopped and pushed backward so she was sliding down off
my body.  As she did this, her entire body passed over my semi-erect dick.

   As she slid down, she reached for my hands and in a move that surprised
me, she stood up and "pulled" me to my feet.  With one swift move, she had
both my shorts and boxers moving down my legs.  She took a knee as I lifted
one foot and then the other so she could remove my clothes.  I was now more
than semi-erect; she stayed on a knee and intently scrutinized what was
staring her directly in the face.  One hand rose and softly grasped the
object of her inspection.  Slowly she began a gentle stroking.  Her soft
hand moved from the base up to the glistening head.  She had not said a
word; but, rather, as she moved her hand, her head tilted from one side to
the other, examining its growth, its leaking precum, and my increasing
thrusts in unison with her motions.

   Seemingly satisfied, she released my dick and stood, "Nick, would you
kneel down so I can take off your shirt?"

   No replied was needed; I happily knelt to her.  As I moved to my knees
and raised my arms, she simply lifted my shirt in one swift motion and
removed it by the time I was on the floor.  So here I sat, completely
undressed, on my knees in front of what I saw as the vision of perfection
in a twelve-year-old girl, dressed in the sexiest of sheer lingerie. 
What's a guy to do?

   Well, I reached for her and pulled her closer; now it was my turn, down
came her panties.  As they came down, my eyes were glued to her delightful
pussy.  Her pubic mound rose from a flat abdomen and had a light dusting of
jet black pubic down framing it with a slightly heavier populated area
lining up just above her clitoral hood.  I lifted her left foot from her
panties and moved to the right foot.  I slightly crooked my head to get a
better view as I raised her right foot from the ground and completely
removed the light-as-air panties.  As her foot rose, her lips poked out
from her slit and slightly opened for me.  The dark pink folds were
glistening with moisture and parted enough to provide a glimpse of the
heaven within.

   My left shoulder was still drooped from the panty removal as I placed my
right arm around her waist and pulled her forward.  I moved my left arm
between her legs and lifted her right leg up and onto my left shoulder.  I
grabbed her ass with my left hand and brought her pussy directly to my
mouth.  I started to French kiss and eat that delightful muffin like a
starving man (which in fact, I was.) My mouth had completely enveloped her
and my tongue was circling her heaven hole.  As I brought my tongue upward
to her nubbin of a clit, Shae pulled my head in tighter and lifted herself,
pressing her pussy ever tighter to my face.

   She began to scale upwards, arching her back, rolling her hips into my
face, and breathlessly repeating, "Nick ...  oh my god ...  Nick ...  more,
more ..." She moved higher than before and somehow my nose actually slid
through her slit and into her love canal.  I quickly snorted in as much of
her as I could.  Her sweet, heady juices and aromas filled my head.  I
nestled my way to her clit and gave it a licking before I turned my head
and sneezed.  Using my shirt on the floor, I gave my nose a quick wiping
and got back to business.  As I did, I glanced up at her; she was looking
down at me over those two lingerie-encased tits, with a look of total
abandon and sensual arousal.  Using her hands, she directed me back to her
pussy and lifted herself enough to put her left leg on my shoulder as well.
I had to lean back on the edge of the bed as she had herself completely
sitting on my face.  I was convinced I found paradise.

   After a minute or two of serious pussy eating, her sliding up and down
my face; she began to tighten up around my head and straightened upwards.
She began to repeat sweet passionate "Aaahhhs" as she climbed further and
then dropped down; she repeated this twice until she stretched, shuddered,
clamped her thighs around my head and let out a cry of pleasure.  Her pussy
juice was flowing and I was savoring every drop.  I dug my tongue in one
more time, she climaxed almost immediately; this time she was pulling on my
hair and began to shake wildly.

   I lifted her up and turned to lay her gently on the bed.  After a quick
wipe of my face and a slug of water, I crawled up to join her.  We were
facing each other and she moved in to me as I beckoned for a hug.  She
clung tightly; I ran my left hand up and down her back until I cupped her
ass and pulled her tight.  Her breathing was returning to normal and she
whispered in my ear, "Nick that was the greatest thing that has ever
happened to me!  My God, I've never felt that before ...  I love you."

   I rolled into her, moving her onto her back; I cuddled her up to me and
kissed her.  I didn't want to say anything; I wanted my actions to speak
for me.

   Her hand found its way down to my raging dick.  When she touched it I
felt a jolt run through my gut; she smiled and said, "It's your turn now."
She pushed at me and I rolled onto my back.  She slid down and came
face-to-face with one of the hardest erections I ever sported.  Her hand
was slowly stroking my dick as she leaned in and gave the head a kiss. 
Involuntarily I pushed upward and my dick slid across her face.  She ran my
dick around her face and then attempted to take it into her mouth.  She is
so small that after taking the head, there wasn't a whole lot of room for
anything else, but she worked at it anyway.

   I was loving every minute of this and made sure she knew it.  I sat up
to get a better view.  I ran my hand along her back and undid her bra
clasp. With a little moving around, she managed to stay attached to my dick
while removing her bra.  She was now free of all clothing except for her
little pink socks.  I ran my hand along her back as she continued to suck
my dick.  Involuntarily I thrust my hips to meet her sucks.

   I reached down for her, and removed her from my dick and laid her on her
back.  I rolled towards her, rose and reached my left leg over her.  I knew
exactly what I wanted.  I settled down on top of her with my dick nestled
between her gorgeous tits.  She wasn't certain what I was up to and I
didn't bother explaining anything.  I lifted her head and slid a pillow
under her so that her mouth was inches from the head of my dick.

   Satisfied, I took her hands in mine and placed them on her tits.  "Now,
squeeze your tits around my dick; use your fingers to keep it nestled in."

   She smiled as she realized what was happening, "What are you doing?"

   "Titty-fucking, and I've dreamed about this for some time." I began to
slide my dick back and forth through her cleavage.  I reached for her head
and pulled it forward as I stroked forward; instinctively she knew to open
her mouth and take it in.  I pushed further and pulled her head forward
until she had no more room.  I slid back and humped her tits some more,
picking up the pace.  With every forward thrust, she attempted to capture
my dick with her mouth.

   When I did allow her to suck it, I rose forward and escaped from her
tits, after I was satisfied with her sucking I withdrew, settled back down
into position and continued to fuck her tits.  She kept her tits squeezed
together and paid close attention to the head of my dick.

   It started to happen; the months of desire, the erotic games of teasing,
the youth and beauty of the girl under me, the sight of her reaching for my
dick with her mouth, all conspired for one glorious moment.  My pace
quickened.  I could feel the buildup.  I looked down at her; she was
looking up at me with her eyes wide with uncertainty on her face.

   I thrust forward, grabbed the back of her head, and without instruction
she opened her mouth for my dick just as I exploded in a toe-curling
orgasm. She flinched as the first rope of cum shot into her mouth.  She
coughed, the cum spilled out and over her bottom lip onto her chin.  She
started to look up at me just as the second rope sailed onto to her upper
lip and laid a line down across her mouth to her chin.  I sat back and used
my hand to jerk out the remainder onto her neck and tits.  As I began to
slow down, I moved the head of my dick to each of her nipples and spread
the remaining squeezes of cum over her tits.

   As I regained focus, I saw my beautiful little Shae covered in my love
juice, sputtering cum out of her mouth and down the sides of her cheeks. 
Her hands were suspended over her tits; she did not know what to do next.

   "Hang on a second, I'll be right back." I dashed to the bathroom, ran
some warm water, wet two face cloths, and grabbed a towel.  I returned to
her and wiped her face.  I handed her the other washcloth and we both
cleaned her up nice and tidy.  Once toweled off, I lay down next to her and
pulled her in close.  "That was wonderful Shae.  I can't remember being
more excited."

   "I never expected ...  I didn't know what was going to happen.  I feel
great, but I don't think I was as good as I hoped."

   I loosened up on her and said, "You were fantastic, I loved giving you
pleasure.  You're as sexy as hell and I had one of the best orgasms ever!"

   She smiled, and said, "Me too, but ...  I should have swallowed
everything.  I know that's what I'm supposed to do ...  but I just wasn't
ready and it tasted all kinds of funny; not bad, just different.  You're
not mad at me are you?"

   "Let me tell you something: I could never, ever be mad at you.  I love
that you chose me to be with; the other thing, swallowing?  Next time I'll
give you a warning and you can be ready, OK?  Anyway, sometimes guys find
it real sexy to just cum the way I did.  It was very erotic and I'll never
forget how you looked just as I was cumming all over you.  There are all
sorts of ways to play around, and we've only just started."

   She pulled herself in close and we held each other for a while. 
Eventually she said, "I have to get going, I can't fall asleep here;
although I really want to." We kissed a bit and then I helped her get
dressed.  I took her little pink socks and held them away from her.  I
said, "I'm going to keep these.  When you're not available I'm going to use
them to jerk off with."

   She gave me a queer look and said, "Really, Guys use girls' sock to jerk
off with?"

   "Hell, they'll use any sock; but, to have your little pink socks, my
god!"

   "You guys can be some weird pervs at times, all guys?"

   "That's right babe, on both counts.  Some of us can be real pervs, the
rest are dead!"

   She laughed and shook her head.  Smiling, she asked, "Do you want my
underwear or anything?  You can have them if you want.  I bought them for
you."

   "Nah, some other time maybe."

   I didn't want her to leave, she had worked a magic on me and I was
bewitched.  We held hands as we made our way to the backdoor and kissed
before she disappeared into the night.

   I headed to the living room and watched her make her way around her
house to her bedroom window.  I waited and, thankfully, there were no
lights coming on or movements at her house.  She was safe.  I mixed a drink
and sat down.  I knew that there could be no future for us; but, I found
that I wanted her like no one else.  It was impossible though.  Not only
was there no future, but I had also just agreed to completely drop off the
grid and work for Jack in the darkest of businesses.  I felt it was all so
unfair; but, who the hell ever had life treat them fairly?  Fairness is for
kids; although, we never outgrow wishing for fairness.  How was I going to
break from Shae?  Was there any way I could have both?

   The next day everything was normal.  I went about my business in the
morning and, in the afternoon, a few of the guys in the neighborhood headed
down the block to remove three large old rotting trees from the elderly
Mrs. Jameson's backyard.  Some of the neighborhood kids, including Shae,
gathered to watch and, all-in-all, it turned into a fun afternoon with
plenty of neighborliness.

   After everything was cleaned up, and the wood stacked for pickup by the
county on Monday, everyone headed home.  I lagged behind enough so that
Shae and I could walk together.  She asked, "When can we do that again?  I
could barely sleep when I got home; I wish I could just spend the night
with you."

   "Man, I want to take you home right now, (I lightly bumped into her) but
...  next weekend I have to go to Grove City.  I leave Friday afternoon,
and get home Sunday morning ...  how about the following weekend?"

   "That's my birthday weekend, although my real birthday is not until
Sunday, maybe if mom and dad get drinking ...  I don't know about Amber
though, we'll have to see how that goes.  You know ...  in two weeks, the
pills will be working ..."

   We reached my driveway, I stopped, looked at her, and quietly said,
"Yeah, I thought so, I think I know what I'm going give you for your
birthday."

   Her look was radiant as she turned to me, softly placed her hand on my
forearm, and said, "I want to kiss you right here and now, in front of
everybody ...  I don't know if I can wait for two weeks, but I'll try!"
With that, she scampered back across the street to home.

   I wasn't going to Grove City on Friday.  I had a different sort of
appointment, one with a thirteen year-old beauty queen an hour away.  I'd
be back late Saturday night, and I had a plan.

   At work on Monday, I told the Principal I would be leaving in two weeks.
He assured me it would be no problem.  The year was winding down and since
this was my first year, the contract contained no constraints regarding my
leaving.  I still had a few sick-leave days left so I took Tuesday off to
take care of one more thing.

   - Someone Has Been Studying

   I'd had my eye on a 250 Honda Nighthawk.  It's not very big, but it
gives me the right kind of ride I will need for the work I am going to be
doing.  The one I bought also came with a small trailer for taking it
places.  I paid cash and was home by noon.  The bike and trailer fit
perfectly in the garage.  After lunch, I went to the garage to work on and
clean the bike.  I took it for a spin around the neighborhood, and it rode
like a dream!  I was back in the garage giving it a polish when I sensed
someone watching me.

   I didn't realize how much time had passed, and there at the garage stood
Shae with her oversized backpack hanging from her soldiers.  I glanced up
at her and said, "Well, hello there beautiful!"

   She walked into the garage staring at the bike.  "You got a motorcycle?
Oh my God!  Can I go for a ride?  It's really cool." She walked around it
gently touching it as she walked.

   "Sure, we can take a ride.  But you'll have to clear it first."

   I was disheveled, dirty, and sweaty.  She stepped right in front of me,
and slid her backpack off her shoulders.  She was her usual radiant self.
She was wearing knee-length, tight, cut-off jeans, and a red, baby-doll
type of top that was cinched just below her breasts.  Her hair was pulled
back from the sides, held with some sort of clasp.  I noticed her features
appeared to be softer, as if she had matured since Sunday.

   "That's why I'm here.  Mom has a meeting at the kids' daycare, dads in
Carolina or somewhere, and Amber has to stay after for detention.  So,
there is no one to clear anything with, for about an hour."

   My mind began to race: what are the possibilities for the next hour? 
Just then, she pushed me back two feet or so against the workbench.  She
picked up her backpack and set it flat in front of my feet, she knelt on it
while placing her hands on the top of my jeans.  I leaned back against the
bench, and placed my hands along the bench.  She undid my belt, unbuttoned
the top, and had my zipper down in a flash.  Looking up at me, she pulled
my jeans down to mid-thigh.  Her hands ran up the front of my thighs until
they reached the top of my boxers.  She started to bring them down as well.
Just before exposing my dick, she took her right hand, reached in and
pulled it out over the top of the boxers.  With her left hand, she managed
to pull my shorts down and out of the way.

   She moved so quickly that I was still flaccid.  I asked, "Hey, how about
I go get cleaned up a bit and we move inside?"

   "No, you stay right there.  This is how I want this." She leaned forward
with her right hand holding my dick, buried her face alongside my package
and inhaled.  Looking up at me she said, "You smell like a man, that's what
I want.  I want to taste a man."

   She released my dick from her hand and moved her mouth to the head. 
With her hands on my hips, she took the entire length into her mouth and
started sliding it in and out.  I started to get hard.  She removed her
mouth, lifted my dick with one hand and ran her tongue from the base of the
shaft up to the head.  Keeping her hand on the shaft, she took as much as
she could back in and started to actively suck my cock.

   I felt her tongue, her suction, the stroking of her little hand on my
shaft.  My thighs were flexing and, instinctively, I started thrusting into
her mouth.  I reached for the back of her head and she pushed my hand away.
She was sucking furiously, her body moving in rhythm, up and down with
every slide on my dick.  Shae brought both hands into play and started to
milk my dick as she used her mouth and tongue on the top three inches.

   I felt it happening, I warned her, "Get ready, I'm going to cum, Oh my
lord!  It's going to happen!" I was leaning to one side slightly; waves of
pleasure were running through my body.  I let out a guttural "Aaaaaah" and
it happened.  My hips thrusted forward, I looked down at her, and my dick
let loose.  I felt the ass-clenching spasms as I shot my load into her
mouth.  She was working furiously, trying to keep everything in her mouth,
I could feel her swallowing.  She failed as some trickled out the sides of
her mouth.  She kept stroking, sucking, and swallowing.  My hips started to
pump forward and back and Shae kept pace with them.

   Finally, I was through.  I bent over her and pulled my hips away from
her.  She wouldn't let me; her right hand reached around the small of my
back and she pulled me back into her mouth.  I was getting soft; she sucked
almost my entire dick back into her mouth and pulled back letting it slowly
slide out.

   With her left hand holding my shaft, she looked up at me, swallowed one
more time and said, "Now that's what I wanted.  I've been thinking about
this all day.  I couldn't concentrate on anything at school." Looking at
her hand, she noticed a small gob of cum in the crook between her thumb and
index finger.  She backed her hand to her mouth, looking at me, sucked it
off her hand and swallowed.  She wiped her mouth with her hand and cleaned
her fingers as if she just had a bucket of KFC.  She leaned forward, gave
the head of my dick a kiss, slowly sucked it in, milked it for any late
arrivals, released it and stood up.  I was speechless.  She picked up her
backpack, slung it over her shoulders and said, "Any time you want, I'm
here for you.  You don't even have to ask." She started to walk away.

   "Where?  How?  Where did you learn that?"

   She turned, smiled at me and said, "I've been doing some studying; you
should search for `World's greatest blowjob' sometime." Then, with a
devilish grin, she added, "Oh, by the way, you owe me a ride on that bike!"
With that, she was out the garage and down the driveway.

   I stood there dumbfounded and dazed.  I felt both drained and marvelous
at the same time.  I pulled up my clothes, and went about finishing the
tasks at hand.

   Friday after school, I packed everything I needed for the job.  I drove
to my favorite beachside hotel, checked-in for the weekend, and headed to
my room to get some rest.  After grabbing a quick bite to eat, I started
out for the night's appointment.  This would be my biggest score yet.

   - An Easy Task, A Hard Job

   A few weeks back I was scanning the regional papers online when I came
across an announcement for a preliminary contest for the state teen beauty
competition.  Pictured in the article was the favorite to win, a beautiful
thirteen-year-old blonde named Kirsten.  I attended the pageant, and my
first impressions were confirmed.  She was perfect, almost too perfect.  I
took a few pictures of her, as well as two other contestants who were in
the running for my attention and sent the photos to Jack.  He replied that
Kirsten alone, could net me at least fifty grand.  The other picture I sent
to him, of the fifteen-year-old, raven-haired beauty Olivia, was valued in
the area of thirty grand.  I decided to keep thirteen-year-old, red-haired
Pamela for myself.

   I had already scouted Kirsten twice.  Her family's house was
semi-removed from the rest of the neighborhood and easily accessible
through the unfenced backyard.  No fence, or runs, indicated that there was
no dog, another positive for me.  My plan was to use the gas Jack had given
me.  After careful study, I was positive I understood how it should be
used.

   With the jeep safely parked out of sight, and with me in my `blacks,' I
waited in the brush behind her house until the lights were all out.  I
waited another hour for the neighborhood to go to sleep before making my
way to the side of the house where I could introduce the gas to the
interior.  Just as I was preparing, I heard a noise from around the corner
of the house.  Quickly and quietly, I moved back and around to see the
source of the sound.  There was Kirsten, climbing out her bedroom window.

   In this line of work, adapting to the unexpected is a necessity.  Once
out the window she stood and reached in to lower the window sash.  That's
when I acted.  A quick contact of the stun gun and she was down.  Within
seconds she was blindfolded, bound and gagged.  Her cell phone was in her
back pocket; I turned it off, threw it back in her room and closed the
window.  She was over my shoulder and off we went, through a copse of
trees, to the parked Jeep.  Safely ensconced under the back seat, Kirsten
was on the road to the safe house.  She would be out to sea before anyone
would bother to knock on her bedroom door.

   There is a cold-hearted rush to this job.  One must block all feelings,
all humanity; it takes its toll.  I found out whatever information I needed
to know about the target to do the job and that's it!  I didn't want to
know anything else.  I forced myself to concentrate on the money and the
thrill of the hunt.  Still, it was a tough job.

   After making the delivery, I headed back to the hotel.  I needed a
drink, several drinks, in fact.  Sleep would not come without aid.  I awoke
Saturday afternoon, checked my online account, and sixty grand had been
deposited.  An extra ten grand was always welcome!  I showered, got a bite
to eat, and spent some time down by the pool.  I had made up my mind as
what to do that night.  I still wanted to test the gas, and I was missing
Shae.

   - I Came Upon A Midnight Clear

   I left the hotel around eleven that night and drove back to my
neighborhood.  I parked down the street behind an empty house.  I changed
into my blacks and headed through the neighbor's yards to Shae's house.

   I inserted the canister tubing through a small gap by the rear slider.
Five minutes to release, thirty minutes to wait; the gas expands, and then
dissipates.  I removed a screen in the attached garage, jimmied the window
and I was in.  The house was dead quiet.  I checked on the little ones
first.  They were sound asleep and, to my great relief, still alive.  No
amount of shaking would wake them.  Then, Ted and Nancy's room: same
result. Then onto Shae and Amber's room.

   I entered the room, Shae was to the left, and Amber to the right.  Both
were unconscious.  Even unconscious, Shae was beautiful.  I moved to her
bed, and removed the sheet covering her.  She was on her back, wearing a
simple white nightshirt with a plunging neckline.  I sat next to her, ran
my hand alongside her face and down to the neckline of her shirt.  I
caressed her breasts through her shirt.  I attended to her nipples and
brought them to life.  They were at attention in no time.  I rose and
dropped my sweatpants.  I was already erect.  I sat back down and ran my
left hand across her body while stroking myself with my right.

   I released myself and with both hands pulled the nightshirt up and, her
panties down.  I spread her legs, and caressed her pussy while stroking
myself.  My thumb caressed her clit as my finger worked its way into her
silken cave.  I placed one finger, then two fingers inside of her.  She was
wonderfully tight, moist, and warm.  Her breathing deepened and she moved
slightly in response.  Her vagina was getting wetter and warmer as I
continued my manipulations.  I sought out that special place inside her and
she responded with rolling hips.  I knew that the time had come.  I removed
my fingers from Shae and rose over her.

   I turned and headed to Amber's bed.  I threw back the sheet, rolled her
over on her stomach, and lifted her by the waist.  Amber was wearing
standard pajamas.  I pulled the bottoms down.  Using Shae's moisture on my
fingers, the precum leaking from my dick, and a small tube of lube I
brought with me; I lubricated myself and her asshole.  I positioned myself
properly and drove the head of my dick into Amber's ass.  I pressed
further, there was enough lubrication to ease my efforts, but, it was a
tight, unaccommodating asshole; just like her.  I kept pumping, and soon I
was buried deep in the little bitch's ass.  I was holding her in position
with my hands, and driving harder and harder into her.  I looked down and
saw small streaks of red on my dick.  Amber was a bitch, but a good-looking
bitch with a very fine ass.  I fucked her ass harder.  I felt the build up
and shortly I was pumping loads of cum into her.  I stayed deep inside
until I was completely finished.

   I pulled out, and quickly pulled up my sweats.  I held Amber's ass
closed as I moved her panties and pajamas back in place.  I laid Amber on
her side, her legs together, covered her up and headed over to Shae.  I
replaced her nightclothes, gave her a soft kiss and then left the house the
same way I entered.  In a short while, I was back at my hotel room and
settled down with a drink.  Sleeping that night was not a problem. 
Although I was anxious to get back home tomorrow and see what, if anything
was going on.

   - A Rough Day in the Neighborhood

   I got home in the late morning.  Shae and her family were still at
church so I had time to handle some chores.  I noticed that the garden beds
had been freshly weeded.  That meant Shae would be coming over for her pay.

   Around noon, I poured a fresh cup of coffee, grabbed the Sunday paper
and went out to the front porch for what would appear to be a normal
Sunday. Shortly thereafter, Nancy's minivan pulled into their driveway and
everyone piled out, except for Ted and Amber, who were nowhere to be seen.
Shae was as pretty as a picture in her Sunday dress.  She spotted me,
waved, and scampered inside.

   In a few minutes, she had changed into her standard shorts and tank top
and was walking over to my house.  I had already set an envelope on the
side table containing five twenty dollar bills.  Shae came up the stairs
and sat in the chair opposite me.  She noticed the envelope and said, "My
pay for the week?"

   "Yes, and there is a little extra in there for your savings account."

   "You are the perfect boss of all time!  So, how did the workshop go?"

   "Really, really good; I think I may be better at teaching teachers than
actually teaching.  I went for dinner last night at a real fun sort of
country place not too far away.  I know you love country stuff, you would
really like it."

   "Maybe you can take me there some time."

   "I was wondering if you could make yourself free today so we can take a
ride on the bike."

   "Yes!  But ...  I have to see how things are at home ..."

   "What's going on?"

   Shae leaned forward and, in a voice and manner that obviously meant she
was telling me a secret, said, "Amber woke up today and her ass was killing
her.  She ran to the bathroom and had all sorts of problems; she actually
started bleeding a bit.  I heard mom saying to dad that she thinks Amber
either let someone do something to her, or she did something to herself ...
God is she ever pissed.  Anyway, they were thinking of taking her to the
hospital but she seems to be getting better.  She's been in bed whimpering
all morning."

   With a conspiratorial smile on my face, I leaned in and said, "Hmmm ...
who knows, maybe that stick she has had up her ass all this time has moved
or something."

   Shae let out a laugh, and then got serious and said, "Yeah, but she is
hurting.  I'll see how she is doing before I ask about the ride, OK?"

   I couldn't help but admire her; she has a sense of right and wrong I had
surrendered a long time ago.

   She lightened up, and with her eyes shining and, back in her
secret-sharing voice, she said, "I had a wonderful dream last night, and
you were in it."

   For several reasons, I was now very interested, "Are you going to tell
me about it?"

   "I only know that I feel you were in it.  I had a dream with the most
wonderful feelings, we were making love and you only cared about me.  You
made love to me, it wasn't just sex, and it was love I felt.  Did you sneak
into my dream?"

   "I wish I could visit you in your dreams, what a rush that would be! 
I'll say that if you dreamt it, then it is real, everything you described
is exactly how I feel.  Now, let me show you something in the front garden,
and then in the back."

   She smiled, took the envelope and we walked to the front garden.  We
looked at the garden and I said, "OK, we'll stand her for a just a little
while longer while I point at things that aren't there ...  now you put
your hands on your hips and act like I'm showing you a mistake."

   Shae performed like a star.  I said, "Alright, let's walk to the back
yard where I'll show you something else." We walked up the drive to the
back yard.  Once hidden from view, I bent down, she wrapped her arms around
my neck, and we folded into each other for a deep kiss.  I cupped her ass
with my right hand and lifted her off the ground.  We continued our kiss
until we both broke off at the same time.

   I told her, "See about taking the ride, I'm thinking I might want to
head over to the Colusa Preserve and ride around there."

   I set her down; she straightened herself out, looked up at me and said,
"You better plan on me being on the back of that bike.  No way I'm missing
this." She turned, and headed out the driveway.

   About an hour later, Ted came over and knocked on the door.  I invited
him in and he readily accepted the offered beer.  We sat in the kitchen and
he asked, "I want to make sure you're OK with Shae coming along for a bike
ride, I mean ...  she can be a bit bossy and I don't want her pestering
you."

   "Hell, Ted, she's no problem.  As a matter of fact, it's really my own
doing.  She saw it the day I first got it and she really thought it was
cool.  I was so proud of it I said you'll have to come for a ride some
time, well, you know her ..."

   Ted cut me off with a laugh and said, "Yeah boy!  You stepped in it with
that one!  So, you going to head over to the Preserve?  That'll be a nice
ride.  You know I used to ...."

   Ted went on for a half hour and two more beers.  I didn't give a shit;
he was sitting there and, for all intents and purposes, was handing his
daughter over to me.  He commented that he noticed I hadn't drank anything
and thought that was real responsible of me.  He finally stood up and made
his way to the door.  He stopped at the door and asked, "When y'all leaving
for the preserve?"

   With a laugh, I told him, "Whenever the boss is ready!"

   He hesitated a moment and said, "Don't worry about being gone too long.
We have to deal with some business with Amber.  I swear that girl is going
to put me in my grave."

   I nodded in understanding and then asked, "Would it be alright if we
stopped for some dinner?"

   "You go right ahead, she thinks the world of you and I know she would be
tickled pink if you took her for some dinner."

   Ted hitched up his britches and headed down the driveway to home.  I
didn't envy him regarding Amber; but, I couldn't contain a gratified smirk
as I turned to head back inside.

   - Taking a Ride

   In twenty minutes, Shae appeared at my door.  She was wearing a nylon
sweat suit outfit, had her hair back in a ponytail, and new pink tennies.

   "So, gorgeous ...  ready to hit the road?"

   "I am so ready!  I've never been on a motorcycle before.  Dad says he
used to own one, mom said they used to take lots of rides together.  I
can't wait!"

   "Yeah, I heard all about it."

   Within minutes we were headed for the Preserve.  Shae was clinging to me
as we rode.  I had to fight to pay attention to the road as her rock hard
tits were firmly planted in my back.  When we arrived at the preserve, we
parked the bike and got oriented.  Since the speed limit is only twenty, I
asked her if she wanted to sit in front of me instead of in back.

   "You don't ever quit, do you Nick?  Is it safe, or are you just wanting
me between your legs?"

   "Now listen here, girly-girl, of course it's safe, you'll just enjoy the
ride better with a view from the front; besides, I can show you how the
bike works.  To tell you the truth, if there is going to be anyone getting
between any one's legs, it'll be me between yours!" With that I climbed
back on the bike and made room for her.  She was so petite that she didn't
take up much room at all.

   I couldn't help myself; I slid forward so that my crotch was firmly
pressed against her ass.  She leaned back into me and purred, "Now that
does feel a lot better."

   Off we went!  There were miles of road and "off-road" tracks open to us.
I took a scenic loop around the main area of the preserve and stopped at a
trailhead leading to an observation deck.  We had the opportunity to stroll
the trail and, eventually, the raised wooden boardwalk.  We walked
hand-in-hand with our fingers intertwined.  We chatted about what we saw
and how important it was to preserve natural lands.  We walked like lovers
do, close together, laughing, pulling at each other.  We reached a secluded
part of the trail and I released her hand.  I lifted and placed her on the
flat board top of the walkway railing.  She opened her legs for me as I
moved closer to kiss her.  I can't repeat enough just how beautiful this
girl is!  The fact that she had chosen me both scared and excited me.  Our
kiss was soft, gentle, and passionate.  We pulled tightly together and the
heat started to turn up.

   I broke our kiss and said, "Come with me, I know the perfect place."

   We headed back to the bike; she climbed on the back and hugged me
tightly with her head lying against my back.  I drove to a seldom used
track that leads to a small grassy bluff overlooking an out of the way pond
created by a sinkhole.  I've been here many times before and found it to be
one of the most peaceful and private places in the state.  Many a "date"
had been consummated there.

   Sadly, that was not my intention.  I needed to tell Shae that I would be
leaving.  I wanted her to know all the facts, at least the facts I could
tell her.  I had a pretty good cover story for her and only hoped she'd
understand.  I had come to terms with the fact that she would likely hate
me and I would never get what I wanted; but, I needed to be as above board
as possible.

   I took a small cooler and blanket from the saddlebag and led her to the
soft grassy area.  We relaxed and ended up next to each other in a gentle
embrace.  Before things went any further I said, "We need to talk about
something and it is very important." I released her and sat up.  She moved
so she was sitting cross-legged right in front of me.

   "You'll need to listen closely to what I have to say.  It's very
important.  You have to swear that this stays between us, it can't go any
further."

   "Sure, I've become pretty good at keeping secrets.  I'm practically an
expert liar now.  What's the matter?"

   She didn't mean it, but that comment really hurt.  I had turned her into
an expert liar.  I know I could not be good for her.  Regardless, I said,
"You know the other job I have, the one that takes me away?" She nodded,
"Well, it has nothing to do with teaching or school or anything.  I work
for the government and I'm tracking down some very bad people.  I've been
investigating a lot of things across the state, and I've been ordered to go
undercover and finish the job.  I have to leave."

   Now I wanted some reaction from Shae.  She was mulling over what I told
her, but she wouldn't look me in the eyes.

   She blurted out in anger, "You're leaving?!  You can't leave me ...  I
don't believe you!"

   "I've been given my orders; this is what I do.  I never wanted to hurt
you."

   "No!  You're a teacher!  You're not a cop.  You're just making up a
story so you can drop me because I'm not good enough for you!" She stood,
backed away, and yelled, "You're a fucking liar!  You've turned me into a
liar!  You just wanted to play around with a little girl!  I fucking hate
you!" She turned from me, walked a few steps away and started to cry.

   I stood, walked over to her and stood just behind her, "Shae, it's my
fault entirely!  I hoped, I wanted, that we would have more time together."
I fell to my knees and wrapped my arms around her waist.  She didn't resist
when I pulled her close.  "You have done nothing wrong.  You're right; I've
been bad for you.  I don't deserve you." I laid my head across her back.  I
could feel tears starting to well up in my eyes.

   Shae reached down, wrapped my arms in hers and pulled them tighter as
she leaned back into me.  "Isn't there anything you can do?  What if we
make love right here, right now?  Will you stay?  I'll work for nothing! 
I'll do anything you want; maybe you can tell them you won't leave?"

   My response was to hold her firmer.

   She started to sit back into me and slid downward.  I loosened my arms a
bit and we wound up spooned together.  I held her tight and gently rocked
her as we both considered what we would do about this new situation.  Shae
let out a deep sigh and asked, "Is this what my life will be like?  I mean,
will it be filled with great times and crappy times?  Happiness and
disappointment?"

   "Shae, they come hand-in-hand, it's almost like one requires the other.
I'm not at all happy about this, I couldn't think of any way around it, and
I couldn't think of any other way to tell you." I loosened my grip and
helped her turn sideways in my lap.  "I know I haven't ..." She cut me off.

   "Nick, I was mad, I didn't mean what I said.  I didn't know what I was
saying; I just wanted to hurt you.  I'm sorry." She snuggled in closer and
asked, "Is there any way we could figure out some way to see each other
once in a while?  I mean you have to get a break some time.  Right?"

   "There might be a way, but we would have to be very careful.  You need
to understand that this work is very dangerous and there is no way I could
let anyone know about you or your family.  I couldn't live with that."

   We sat for a while just holding each other.  Eventually I told her that
we needed to get going.  We walked hand-in-hand in silence back to the bike
and left the preserve.  I took her to the nice country-style restaurant I
told her about.  We ordered a selection of appetizers to share, instead of
dinners.  Shae's mood started to improve; her talk during dinner was
animated and almost returned to normal.  She retold the events from the
night before, and quietly provided greater detail when telling me about her
dream.  She was adding her own details, obviously more than what she
actually remembered from the dream.  I listened to her intently, she was
telling me without knowing it, exactly how she wanted her first time to be.

   When we got back to the bike in the parking lot Shae paused and said,
"Nick, I don't want you to leave, but I guess there isn't much we can do
about it.  I still want us to be together before you go.  I know you are
supposed to be my first ...  my first love ....  and, my first ...  lover.
Do you promise you'll try to make it so we can see each other?  At least
just a little bit?"

   I put my hands on her shoulders and said, "I promise, with all my heart,
I promise.  I won't say anything else about us seeing each other until I
know exactly what I can arrange.  OK?"

   With a smile, she agreed and we headed home.

   When we got to Shae's house I pulled up the driveway, turned off the
bike, and dismounted in order to help her off.  The whole family came out
to greet us, everyone that is, except for Amber.  Ted and Nancy were very
animated asking Shae about her ride and the little ones wanted to sit on
the bike and pretend they were driving.  Shae was excitedly telling her
folks about the ride and our dinner.  Ted walked over and thanked me for
showing her such a nice afternoon.  He then leaned in to me and asked if I
would a few moments in private a little later.  I told him sure, and
suggested he come over to my place in a half hour.  I also added that I
wanted to speak to him about something.

   - Things Fall Into Place

   A half hour later, Ted was at my door.  We sat in kitchen and he readily
took the offered beer.  We idly chatted for a few minutes and I asked him,
"So, Ted, what's up?  Is there something I can help you with?"

   Ted took a long pull on his bottle, sighed, and said, "Well, I don't
know if Shae mentioned anything, but we had a situation with Amber today."

   "Ted, Shae didn't say anything, but you mentioned something about Amber
earlier.  As a rule, I don't put my nose in other people's business."

   "Good rule to have, my man.  Anywho, Amber has been hard to handle her
whole life.  We don't know what, but she got mixed up in something last
night that we're very concerned about.  No matter what, she won't tell us
the truth and just lies to us.  Saying she has no idea why she's in her
condition."

   "What condition Ted?  If you would prefer not to say, that's OK, but if
you want me to help..."

   "She's back to being sexually active and we figure she's gotten into
anal sex and God only knows what else!"

   "Christ, Ted, that's some serious shit!  How can I help?"

   "Well, you being a teacher and all, you know a lot more about these kids
today than we do.  We think we know what we want to do, but we decided to
ask you what you thought."

   "Ted, she's your daughter, and you and Nancy have the right to decide
whatever y'all want, as long as it doesn't harm the child.  So, what are
you guys thinking?"

   "Thanks for the support, man.  Anyway, Nancy has a cousin who runs a
home for girls up in Georgia.  It's tucked away near a little town in the
middle of nowhere.  Nancy called her cousin and said that she said she
would take Amber in and work with her until she changes her ways.  Now this
cousin of Nancy's is a good Christian lady and she has some strict rules,
stricter than we could ever be.  Anyway, we're thinking that after Shae's
birthday party, we'll take her up there and check her in."

   "That's a hell of a thing Ted.  You know, I think you might have come up
with a fine answer.  It could just work!  Sometimes they need to find out
first hand just how thankful they need to be for what they have.  You need
to make sure you visit her often and keep the lines of communication open."

   "Good, I thought we were on the right track.  So what did you want to
tell me?"

   I figured I would keep my story the same with Ted as with Shae.  I went
about with my story and Ted was enthralled.  He asked if I had a badge, not
to check my identity, but to see a Federal agent's badge.  I told him that
I wasn't allowed to have it with me in my current assignment but could have
it in an hour if he wanted to see it.  He then asked the usual shit about
adventures, arrests, and shootings.  I bullshitted with the simplest
answers I could come up with.  I think I became his hero that afternoon.

   I swore him to secrecy and then told him that I had shared the secret
with Shae and that I was telling him so he would know the truth of what was
going on if she started acting different or odd.

   As he was leaving, he stopped, stood in silence for a moment, looked
back at me and asked, "Next week when we take Amber to Georgia, we were
thinking the little ones would come along but we really don't want Shae to
see what's going to happen ...  would you be able to take her in for a
couple of nights?  She would love to spend the time with you, and, hell,
you being a cop and all, I can't think of a safer place for her."

   I thought, "Jesus Christ, what a fucking idiot!" Instead, I asked, "What
about her friend that comes around?  Wouldn't she be better off at her
house?"

   He replied, "Hell no!  We've met her parents and we think they may be on
crack or something.  Are you sure you can't help?"

   "Ted, with everything you and Nancy are going through, I would be a real
asshole if I turned you down.  Sure, she can stay here."

   "Great!  It was Nancy's idea actually, but it sounded good to me.  Now I
feel even better about it.  Don't worry; I won't say a thing to her about
you though.  This'll just be between us men.  We can't say anything to Shae
about this Amber thing until it happens; so Nick, keep it to yourself, OK?"

   "No problem Ted, no problem." Now I needed a beer.

   - Making Arrangements

   The next few days moved along pretty simply.  I cleared out of my
classroom at work, started to organize my possessions for the upcoming move
and left a message with Jack saying I needed to speak to him.  Shae and I
were able to sneak a few moments together, but really didn't have much
time.

   Jack returned my call and I told him I wanted to inspect the house he
had procured for me.  He agreed to send me the directions and meet me there
Saturday morning.  On Saturday, I received the directions as promised and
drove the hour to the house.  It was a gated, nondescript, but somewhat
fashionable-looking place along the intercoastal waterway.  When Jack
arrived, he punched in the key code and we drove onto the property.  The
house itself was a two-story structure, the kind that has the garage and
storage areas on the first floor and the main living areas on the second.
We entered through the garage.  Jack showed me the two modified storage
rooms that could double as "holding rooms," if needed, or as guest rooms,
if I wished.  They had all the necessities, as well as being soundproof and
very secure.

   The upstairs was tastefully furnished and provided ample living space.
Large sliding glass doors opened to a deck that extended the length of the
house and provided access to the backyard, pool, and dock.  Moored
alongside the dock was a very nice boat, a style of which I was unfamiliar.
Jack told me it was designed and built in Oregon.  The boat was 21 feet in
length; it had a wide beam, and a nice little cabin, which was also
modified for special purposes.  The design was such that it could handle
open water, as well as navigate the shallows.

   I was very pleased with the house, the boat, the privacy, and the
relative closeness to Shae.  Jack told me that I could move in whenever I
wished and tossed me the keys.  I looked around; planning, always planning.
My first order of business would be to change all the electronic security
devices, locks, and thoroughly scan the place for any eavesdropping
equipment.  Later, it took a week of work, but I was eventually confident
everything had been removed.  Jack was not pleased, but he settled down
when I basically told him to go fuck himself.  I knew I was too valuable to
him to be alienated

   I would be near enough to Shae that, if I wanted, we could see each
other with relative ease.

   - Shae's Birthday

   A couple of times she had mentioned that she would like to have a beach
bike some day.  I checked with Ted and Nancy and, while they both thought
it was a bit expensive, they approved of me getting her the bike.  I
purchased an appropriate size and style for a thirteen-year-old girl.  I
met with my bank connection and set up my going away gift for her as well.
I opened a college account for her and her younger brother and sister.  I
later told Ted about the account and explained that withdrawals could only
be made through my banker and each outlay of funds could only be used for
documented educational needs.  I wasn't going to let him and Nancy drink
the money away or spend it on Amber.  What I didn't tell him was that I had
set it up so that once little Teddy turned eighteen; all funds would revert
to Shae's control.

   As pitiful as it was, all I had to offer her for the future was money.

   Shae's birthday arrived that Saturday.  It was a lovely spring day,
perfect for a girl's birthday party.  I went about my usual business,
taking care of household chores and completing the process of organizing
the stuff I would be moving.  Across the street, different preparations
were being made.  Shae was going to have friends over early in the
afternoon and they would stay through dinner and cake.  Family friends and
relatives would arrive for dinner and stay longer.  Dinner was going to be
standard outdoor grilling food: hot dogs, hamburgers, ribs, and chicken,
along with various salads and sides.  I offered to help with the grilling
and Ted readily accepted.

   Shae came over a little after noon to check on me.  She came into my
kitchen and practically leapt into my arms.  She was dressed in her
standard shorts and tank top attire with her hair in a ponytail.  We locked
in a deep and passionate kiss.  Her legs were wrapped around my waist and I
held her high by cupping her ass.  I slid my fingers inside her shorts and
felt her soft skin as I held her.  Eventually she looked at me and said, "I
can't believe it's already here!  I've been waiting for this day my whole
life!  Tonight will be great!  I am so happy!  Where's my present?  Do you
have it here?"

   "You're not the only one who has been waiting for this day; I don't
think I'll be able to wait until tonight!" I carried her across the kitchen
and sat her on the counter in front of the backyard window.  "Your present?
I don't seem to remember, why you should be getting a present."

   She tapped my arm and said, "Oh, come on!  You know very well, you told
me you had something for me."

   I glanced over her shoulder and looked out the window into the backyard.
"Well, I'll be damned!  Looks like somebody left something in my yard ...
you know anything about that?"

   She turned, looked, and let out a scream.  Grabbing me, she started
covering my face with kisses and excitedly said, "Oh ...  My ...  God!  You
are the greatest!  I love it!  I can't believe you remembered!  It's just
what I wanted!" She planted one more wet kiss on me, and we, she, ran out
to the backyard.  After some more gushing, I told her to ride it home and
that I would be over in a little while.

   Straddling the bike Shae looked at me and said, "This is wonderful,
Nick! I'm going to take a spin around the neighborhood and then I have to
get home and get ready for company.  I went shopping and got a brand new
dress for today and some special items for us later.  Now come here and
give me one more kiss."

   We had a nice, deep kiss and I took the opportunity to feel her up as we
kissed.  I caught her by surprise and she jumped back a bit and scolded me
for being so fresh.  Happily, for me, she didn't push my hand away as it
caressed her right tit.  I moved my hand away, stepped back, and said,
"Happy birthday Shae, to the most marvelous girl I know!" That earned me an
"Awww" and another affectionate kiss.  She smiled and rode out the
driveway.

   The early part of the party was quite delightful.  Shae had invited
several of her little cheerleader friends to the party and it was a vision
of what paradise must be.  I sat with Ted, for awhile, and idly chatted
while watching the girls.  Sadly, there were no water sports requiring
bikinis this day, but they were all dressed up in tight, fashionable
outfits.  For a short while, I felt there was a contest to see which one
could catch my eye.  They were all winners, although there was only one
champion.

   Shae was dressed in a tight blue skirt and sleeveless white top.  The
clothes hugged her body revealing her enticing curves.  I did take special
notice of two of the girls.  Mychaela was a drop dead gorgeous black girl
and Ka'lei, a thin, exotic Hawai'ian, who recently moved to Florida.  I
didn't know what the market would be for these girls, but I knew that one
of them would end up satisfying me at some time and the other would soon be
off to parts unknown.  Although I ached for Mychaela, I knew she would
bring the largest profit.

   Eventually Ted and I were grilling and more adults were showing up.  We
ate, drank, sang happy birthday, had cake and gave Shae gifts.  The girls
eventually left, the adults and cousins slowly made their farewells and
were gone.  Ted and Nancy were both smashed by time the last guests left
and we sat outside while they proceeded to drink everything available.

   All day and night Amber was either absent from the festivities or
quietly in the background.  As Ted and Nancy were finally heading in to
bed, Shae came out and told me that she wouldn't be able to get away
tonight.  Amber was wide wake and there was no way she could sneak out.  I
told her that it was OK and not to worry.  I promised her we would have
plenty of time.  She gave me a questioning look but all I said was, "Happy
birthday, beautiful!  I promise it'll all be OK tomorrow and ...  I now
know that we'll be able to see each other after I leave."

   She brightened, reached up to give me a kiss and said, "That's all I
really wanted for my birthday."

   - Time Together

   I was up early on Sunday.  I went for a run and when I got home poured
myself some coffee, picked up the paper and sat out on the front porch.  A
little later Shae came across the street and asked, "Nick, do you know
what's going on?  Something's going on with Amber.  They told me to get my
things together and that I'm going to be spending a couple of days with
you. What's happening?"

   I explained the whole situation to her.  She wasn't really upset or
angry.  She sat down in the other porch chair and gave the whole situation
some thought.  Finally, she looked up and said, "None of this is really
fair ...  but she totally brought all of this on herself.  She's driven
everyone crazy.  She might have been a problem, but in many ways she's
actually not as bad as everyone thinks she is.  I think mom and dad are
right about this though.  They aren't that strict and she needs someone to
set some boundaries for her." With an emerging smile on her face, she
added, "So, we get to spend today, tonight and most of tomorrow together,
with no one else around?"

   Smiling, I replied, "That is exactly what I was thinking.  So, what do
you want to do?"

   Laughing, she replied, "I think we should fool around, then fool around
some more, maybe get something to eat, and then really fool around."

   "When is everyone leaving?"

   "In about an hour.  I need to go get some things together and head over
here after they leave."

   "I'll grab a shower and make sure everything is ready for you."

   Shae looked down and said, "Nick, I've been doing some reading about the
`first time.' We need to talk about it.  You've done this before and I
haven't.  I hear it can hurt and I'm so small and you're so big.  I'm
excited, but also kind of scared.  Maybe more scared than anything.  I want
to make you happy, and be perfect, but I just don't know if I can."

   "Shae, be yourself, I would never hurt you: remember, you're going to
experience something new and beautiful.  If you decide you're not ready, we
won't go all the way, OK?  Whatever, don't worry about perfection or being
perfect.  It'll be ...  right ...  that's it, we are just plain and simply
right for each other and this will be righteous."

   She stood, looked me in the eyes, smiled and walked down the steps.  She
stopped, looked back at me and asked, "Are you nervous?"

   "Yes, I am, everything you're thinking and wondering about ...  I'm
worrying about too.  But I'm convinced that we are meant to be where we
are."

   She looked down, looked back at me, and smiled.  She said, "I'll see you
in a bit!" and skipped off to her home.

   I went inside, took my shower and was starting to straighten up around
the house when I heard a knock at the door.  It was Nancy, I invited her
in.

   Nancy had her eyes down and looked like she had been through hell.  I
took her by the shoulder and guided her into the kitchen, "Have a seat
Nancy, I just made some coffee, care for a cup?"

   She finally looked up and simply nodded her head.  I poured a cup for
her and one for myself, sat down at the table across from her and asked,
"Nancy, this has had to be one rough weekend for you.  Is there anything I
can do for you?"

   She replied, "Can I see where Shae will be sleeping?" I could hear the
Mountaineer in her voice, and she hadn't been drinking.

   "Of course, come with me." I led her to the guestroom.  Everything was
all in order, there were towels at the foot of the bed, clean sheets and
pillowcases, and the room was freshly cleaned.

   Nancy walked through the room touching items, here and there, without
saying a word.  She looked at me and asked, "You got enough food?"

   I took her back to the kitchen and showed her the supplies I recently
picked up.

   She appeared pleased to see fresh milk, fruit, and salad fixings. 
"Nick, you appear all ready.  You've been a great help to us at this
difficult time." She came forward and gave me a hug.  I tried my best to
reassure her, but she was getting more emotional with every passing second.


   She pulled away and started to the front door.  I could hear quiet
sobbing.  I got to the door in time to hold it open for her.  As she
stepped out, paused, turned to face me, but lowered her eyes once again. 
In almost a whisper, now with a much stronger accent, she said, "I was her
age when ...  (now looking up at me) ...  my uncle ...  he was so kind ...
I was his favorite ...  (looking back down and then quickly back up) ... 
don't hurt my baby, she loves you ...  you had better treat her right."

   Jesus H.  Christ on a bicycle!  What do you say to that?!  I stood in
silence, but never took my eyes off her.  "Nancy, you need to think about
Amber and what she is going through, don't worry for one second about Shae.
She is really very important to me and I wouldn't hurt her for anything in
the world."

   Nancy came forward and gave me a hug.  She knew what was going to happen
to her daughter while they were gone, and had just given me her blessing.

   - Shae's Time

   Shortly, they pulled out the driveway and left for Georgia.  As soon as
they were out of sight, Shae was hurrying across the street carrying a
small weekender bag.  I met her at the front door and took her bag.  We
entered the living room, I set the bag down and we folded into each other's
arms.  Our kiss was hungry, deep, and passionate.  We fell onto the couch
without breaking our kiss or embrace.  Finally, with Shae on top of me, we
broke off the kiss.  She said, "I thought they would never get out the
door! They really didn't want to take Amber away, but they knew they had
to. Mom and Amber were really crying.  I had to hide in my room with the
little ones.  Amber came in, said goodbye, then mom took the kids and got
them loaded up.  Mom gave me a really long hug, and then looked at me in
the weirdest way.  She kissed me and said she loved me."

   "Now that couldn't have been easy for anyone: c'mon, let's get you
squared away and then we need to run a couple of errands."

   She was surprised when I led her to the guest room.  I explained that
now and then everyone needs a little privacy and alone time.  She liked
that and was even more pleased when I added that I didn't expect her to
spend much time at all in the guestroom.

   I wanted us to spend some time together so I surprised her with a little
shopping spree.  I knew her family primarily went to Walmart, so we visited
Target.  Shae was extremely happy when I told her to go pick out some
things for herself.  I picked up a couple of t-shirts and visited the small
grocery in the store.  She was waiting by the checkout area when I was
finished with my shopping.  She had picked out two pair of shorts with
matching shirts and a few items she didn't want me to see.  We were very
circumspect with our behavior while in public.

   We stopped at a roadside barbeque place for some dinner and then headed
home.  Once inside, Shae ran to her room with her bags.  I went to the
kitchen and prepped some fun food for later on.  As I waited on the couch
in the living room for her to return, I could hear her moving back and
forth between the bathroom and the guest room.  Eventually, she called out,
"Nick, are you ready?!"

   "I've been ready for a while, come on out here!" When she entered the
living room, she took my breath away.  Her hair was pulled back in a
ponytail; wispy tresses fell in front of her ears and framed her beautiful
face.  She wore the lightest of make-up.  Her lips were red, her eyelids
dark, and her complexion, flawless!  She was wearing a red, mid-length,
kimono-like robe, wrapped at the waist with a sash.  "Come over here
beautiful."

   She crossed the room towards me.  I sat forward on the couch and spread
my legs as she approached.  As she neared, I wrapped my arms around the
small of her back and reached up for a kiss.  She had to bend a little so
her lips could reach mine.  As we kissed, I pulled her in tightly and she
leaned into me, pushing me backward onto the couch.  My right hand ventured
downward until I was caressing the back of her thigh.  My hand moved upward
and under her robe, finding her marvelous panty-encased ass.

   I slid my hand up, tracing my index finger along the crack of her ass
until I reached the top of her panties.  We were still kissing, and Shae
was writhing on top off me, as I carefully gathered up the panties in my
hand, causing them to pull tight from her pussy through her ass.  I pulled
and tugged gently as she moaned in response to my manipulations.

   I released her panties from my grip and sat back up.  I placed my hands
on her waist and assisted her in standing.  The belt of the robe had come
loose so I untied it and pulled the robe back and off her shoulders. 
Tonight she was wearing a sheer red panties and bra set.  My manipulations
had driven the front of the panties deep into her slit, creating a very
graphic camel-toe for my visual enjoyment.  The bra was sheer enough that
her puffed out areolas were plainly visible and her erect nipples appeared
to be trying to push their way out.  Her breasts were simply perfect.  I
glanced up at her with my face in a full smile.  She gazed down upon me
with a look of pleasure and confidence.

   I leaned in and gently nibbled on her nipples while fondling her firm
breasts.  I placed a kiss on each breast and leaned back to look up at her
again.  She had her hands resting on my shoulders as I said, "One day I was
working in the garage and the most beautiful girl in the world strolled in
and interrupted me."

   "Yeah?  How did she do that?"

   "I'll tell you, she pushed me back against the table and pulled my pants
down.  Then she knelt down in front of me."

   "Sounds kind of nice, what happened next?"

   "So, this unbelievably beautiful girl took my dick out and gave me the
world's best blowjob.  I couldn't believe that it was happening to me."

   Shae was smiling and slowly swaying side to side when she asked, "so,
this girl, the beautiful girl, did she make you happy ...  was she real
good at what she did?"

   "I couldn't have been happier!  She was the best!  She didn't spill one
drop!  When she finished, she got up, and just walked out.  But, while
leaving, she told me she would be there for me again, whenever I wanted.  I
wouldn't even have to ask."

   I stood up in front of Shae and she placed her hand on my crotch to feel
my erect dick straining at my jeans.  As she started to undo my pants, she
glanced up and asked, "So, do you want the full treatment?" I eagerly
nodded my head.  She smiled, looked back down and, and continued until my
jeans, boxers, shoes and socks were on the floor.  I turned her so that I
was now facing the couch.  I placed my hands on her shoulders and sat her
on the couch.  This put my erect cock directly in front of her face.

   She looked at it, then up at me, and then back at it.  She reached out
her hands and wrapped them around my shaft.  She gave my dick four full,
gentle strokes and leaned in and gave it a kiss.  She glanced up at me and
asked while moving her mouth to the head of my cock, "Did that girl do
something like this?" She opened wide and took in as much of me as she
could.  Her mouth was stretched, warm, wet, and filled with the head of my
dick and some the shaft.  She began a rhythmic stoking with her mouth and
hands.  Reflexively I responded by pushing my hips forward and back as her
mouth made love to my cock.

   She started to slow down slightly and moved her left hand from my cock
to my balls.  She regained her oral intensity as she fondled my nut sack. I
was starting to feel slightly lightheaded.  I reached both hands over her
shoulders and down to the clasp on her bra.  I unhooked the bra and helped
her shrug it off.  I pulled my dick out of her mouth and stood her up.  I
dropped down and peeled her moist panties down and off her.  I slowly stood
back up marveling at every inch of her as I rose.  I held her, turned, and
slouched down on the couch.  I positioned Shae so that she was to my right,
on her knees, facing me.

   My right hand roamed freely across her body as I stroked my wet dick
with my left hand.  My hand finally came to rest on the back of her neck. I
held my cock straight up at the base with my left hand.  Shae gave me a bit
of a nervous look as I started to gently push her face downward to my cock.
Her mouth opened and I slid my cock into her.  She moved her left hand to
my cock to replace mine, and went back to work.

   I sent my right hand back to its voyage of exploration until it alit on
a warm, wet, cavity directly between her legs.  My fingertips slid around
until the entrance was open and they could venture into the darkness.  The
brave index finger went first, followed by the middle finger, and then they
were joined by the ring finger.  The space was tight and there appeared to
be little room for exploration, but explore they did.  They pushed deeper
as the walls expanded and permitted entry.  They encountered high levels of
heat and, when the moist slickness increasingly lubricated the tunnel,
movement in and out was facilitated.

   Shae started to roll her hips back as my fingers slid and out of her
pussy.  She increased the intensity of her sucking and stroking and started
to slide down on her right side.  I forgot about my fingers in her pussy as
I started to pump my cock in and out of her mouth.  I couldn't hold off any
longer and released all control over my lower extremities.  I shot forth
load after load of my cum into her mouth.  She struggled mightily to
contain all of it, but there was simply too much cum for her to handle.

   I rolled more to my back so that any extra would land on me and not get
mixed up in her hair or on the furniture.  She moved into a better position
and started to lick up the extra cum and milk the remainder out of my
slowly softening cock.  I laid back and watched her as she cleaned me with
her tongue.  She finally turned, moved up to face me and asked, "Did that
girl do better than that?"

   "Hold on a second and let me catch my breath ...  Oh no, she was great,
but you are fabulous!  That was awesome!"

   She snuggled up on my chest and we laid there contentedly for a while.
She stirred, looked up at me, and asked, "Should we head to the bedroom?"

   I glanced down at her and took a moment to take in the beauty that was
Shae.  I couldn't help but sigh a little, then said, "No not right away. 
First I have a little treat for you."

   She let out a little squeak of excitement and asked, "What do you have?
What sort of treat is it?"

   "Nothing too great; c'mon, let's head to the kitchen." I put my boxers
on and handed her the pretty red robe she was wearing earlier.

   Once in the kitchen, I had her sit down at the table as I went to the
fridge.  I pulled out a small tray of strawberries with a container of
whipped cream and another of dipping chocolate.  I set them on the table
and Shae let out an appreciative, "Ooooh."

   I grabbed two champagne glasses from the cabinet and pulled a bottle of
Asti from the fridge.  Shae was visibly excited as she asked, "Champagne,
real champagne?"

   "No, not real champagne, but, it is pretty good wine and it sparkles
like champagne.  I actually like it better.  I hope it's OK." She squealed
in delight when I popped the cork, clapped and laughed as I tried to
contain the eruption of frothy wine that than spewed forth.  Once all was
under control, I poured two glasses, and positioned our chairs so that they
were facing each other alongside the table.

   By now, she was sitting with her feet up on the chair eyeing our little
feast.  I glanced down to where her robe had parted and poking out between
her dainty little thighs was my soon-to-be feast.  Her pussy was puffed out
and reddish in color.  There was a very light dusting of dark hairs, but it
was still bald for all intents and purposes.  Her pussy lips were barely
visible, peeking through her outer lips.  I handed her a glass of wine and
sat down facing her.

   I picked up a berry, dipped it in chocolate and fed it to her.  She took
a berry and returned the favor.  We sipped some wine.  She took another
berry, placed it in her mouth and held it with her teeth.  I leaned forward
and together we ate the berry while kissing.  She started to giggle and
seemed a little embarrassed.  I said, "We're supposed to be having a little
fun, this is sexy fun stuff."

   She replied, "Sexy and fun, huh?  Well, how about this?" She took her
finger, dipped it in the chocolate and ran her finger along her lips.

   "Chocolate covered lips?  Mmmm, my favorite!" I pulled close and sucked
each of her lips into my mouth.  I then ran my tongue around her mouth and
got the rest of the sweet stuff.  We continued on like this for a little
while and then I took a strawberry, leaned forward and ran it along her
little slit.  She jumped a bit and giggled in surprise.  I ran the berry
again but this time I pressed it in a bit further than before.  I put the
berry in my mouth and sucked it while staring into her eyes.  She scooted
forward a bit in the chair and spread her legs for me.  This time I handed
her the berry and said, "You feed me a berry with your sweet juices on it,
get it nice and wet."

   She gave me an incredulous look and asked, "Really?"

   "Go ahead; I want a Shae-covered berry!"

   As she ran the berry along her slit, she let out a little moan.  She
moved it up to her clit and gave it a little extra press and rub.  The
berry then traveled downward, she inserted it into her pussy and pulled it
in and out a few times.  She was looking down, watching herself play with
the berry and her pussy; she started to breathe a bit deeper.  She looked
up at me as she pulled it out and reached toward my mouth.  Slowly, I
placed my lips around the berry and sucked the juices off of it.  I reached
forward and took the berry with my teeth from her hand.  That was one
delicious berry!

   I reached for the chocolate with my finger, smeared it on my lips, and
leaned forward.  Shae reached around my neck and pulled us together so she
could use her lips and tongue to clean the chocolate away.  I leaned her
back and opened her robe all the way.  I instructed, "Get some chocolate
and cover your nipples with it."

   She covered her fingers with the chocolate and slowly smeared her
nipples, covering them with chocolate.  I sat back and watched her play
with herself and the chocolate.  She was definitely enjoying the feeling of
the slippery chocolate on her puffy nipples.  She finished and glanced
expectantly at me.  I pointed back to the chocolate with my head and said,
"Get some more and this time, I want you to cover you clit, fill your slit,
and put some inside for me."

   She raised her eyebrows at me and I nodded my head at her.  She used two
fingers and scooped at the chocolate like it was poi at a luau.  It wasn't
the neatest of applications, but she managed to liberally apply the
chocolate all around her pussy.  Not surprisingly, her applications took a
longer time when it came to her clit, and she seemed to take some real
pleasure in pushing the chocolate deep inside her cunt.  When finished, she
leaned back, pulled her arms back, arched her back enough to push her tits
at me, slid forward on the chair, and spread her thighs for me.

   I took the vision in and pulled myself up closer.  I took her hand and
sucked each of her chocolate covered fingers clean.  I then wrapped my
hands around the small of her back and pulled her forward.  I leaned
forward and captured her left tit in my mouth.  I sucked as much of that
work of art in as I could and slowly suckled on her entire tit.  I slowed
and worked my tongue over her chocolate-covered nipple.  Her back arched as
she pressed her tit into my mouth.  I brought my right hand back and
squeezed her tit so I could swallow up more of it.  Her left hand moved to
the back of my head and she pushed me tighter into her.  I slowly sucked
away from her, releasing her tit until only her erect nipple was in my
mouth.  I vigorously massaged the nipple with my tongue.  When she let out
a breathless moan, I took my leave and moved to her right tit to repeat the
process.  By the time both her tits were free of chocolate; she had moved
further forward in the chair and had started pushing my head downward to
her pussy.

   I moved my chair out of the way and went to my knees in front of her.  I
hooked her right leg over my shoulder and she voluntarily placed the left
onto the other side.  I cupped my hands around the outside of her ass and
pulled her private part forward and upward to my waiting mouth.

   I started with the edge of her mons, licking and kissing for stray runs
of chocolate.  I worked in closer, running my tongue along the inside edges
of her outer lips, collecting up tasty deposits of the dark stuff.  She was
halfway down the chair by now.  I freed one hand to caress her soft little
belly and fondle her firm tits.  Her hands were on my head and her hips
were rolling to meet my face.  I sucked her labia into my mouth and used my
tongue, and some suction to get at the chocolate.  I released her lips,
drove my tongue in as deep as possible and actively probed for more of the
sweet stuff.

   By now, she was making my search for nourishment easier due to the
amount of chocolate-flavored pussy juice leaking from her cunt.  After
cleaning her as well as I could, I moved north to the one last chocolate
deposit on, or in, her sweet, little, newly turned thirteen-year-old body.

   I used my thumb and index finger to pull up on the soft cushion of skin
above her clit.  With just the slightest of finger spreading, her hooded
clit was clearly visible and available.  I went in with my lips first and
sucked the hood away from her clit.  I adjusted just enough to have my lips
around her love button.  Any chocolate that might have been there was
removed in short time as I licked around her little clit, sucked it in and
used the tip of my tongue to ensure its cleanliness.

   Shae had her thighs firmly grasped to my head as she shuddered through
her pre-orgasm build up.  Her hands had grasped tightly to my hair, as she
pushed me into her pussy.  Starting with a low guttural "Aaaaah," and a
jerking push of her hips, she entered into a state of sexual climax.  Her
"Aaaahs" became elongated and repeated with each orgasmic spasm.  Her legs
over my shoulder tensed and straightened with every jolt.  As her hips
bucked forward, her hands not only held me in place but also pushed me
harder into her pussy.  I didn't have a front row seat to a just turned
thirteen-year-old's explosive orgasm; I was face-first in the middle of the
action.  There is nothing that compares to a beautiful girl, or woman,
cumming on your face.

   Within a minute, she was relaxing and coming down from her climax.  I
straightened up and pulled her tight; she wrapped her arms around my neck
and placed her head on my shoulder.  She quietly and softly whispered to me
as her heart rate and breathing returned to normal.  I half carried her
onto my lap as I rose to sit back in my chair.  I handed her wine glass to
her and took mine.  We both drank while staring into each other's eyes.  I
put my glass down and she followed suit.  I stood, swept her up into my
arms, and carried her off to the bedroom.

   I placed her on her feet next to the bed, removed her robe, my boxers,
and leaned forward to kiss my girl.  There was just one more thing.  "Shae,
let's get your hair out of that ponytail, I want you completely free
tonight." She reached up, behind her head, and freed her hair from the
elastic cloth ring.  She fluffed her thick, black hair out and moved her
shoulders so that it cascaded midway down her back.  "Sweet Jesus, Shae! 
You are just ...  just ...  just so ..."

   She reached for me and cut me off by saying, "Just shut the hell up and
kiss me!" With our mouths joined, we moved onto the bed.  Shae was on her
back and I ended up partially on top of her.  I placed my right hand under
her shoulders and lifted her slightly.  With my left hand, I reached for
and gathered her hair.  I bunched her tresses and pulled them out from
under her to her right side.  I broke our kiss and lowered my mouth to her
neck.  I rolled her away from me, lightly kissing her neck until she was on
her stomach.  I nuzzled into the nape of her neck and slowly kissed
downward along her spine until I reached the small of her back.

   I caressed her perfect little butt with my left hand and slid it
downward between her legs.  Shae arched her back, raising up on her elbows
and lifting her ass for my caresses.  Her little body was a thing a beauty.
She lifted and dropped her head in time with my fondling of her pussy. 
Each time my fingers entered her hot, wet pussy, she pushed back, her ass
rising up.  The heady aroma of her sexual excitement permeated the air.  I
continued my manipulations and again nuzzled into the nape of her neck,
kissing her and whispering my own sweet nothings to her.  Her reactions
were perfect, her breathing came quicker and, she started releasing
elongated "aaaahs" once again.  She was hotter than I had ever experienced
and her pussy was as wet as I had ever felt.

   I rolled her towards me, onto her back, her eyes were unfocused and she
had that "faraway" look on her face.  We kissed passionately and I cupped
her crotch with my hand.  I moved to suckle on her tits.  She arched and
stretched as I fondled her pussy and sucked on her nipples.  I released her
tits and started moving my head to her stomach, when she grabbed hold of my
hair and pulled me back up so we were eye-to-eye.  With grave seriousness
she said, "I don't want your fingers or your tongue.  I want you!  I want
your dick in me!  I'm ready, now!"

   The girl knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to let me know.  Gotta
love that in a woman!  I moved myself between her legs and lifted up onto
my knees.  My rock hard cock hovered above her pussy.  I lifted and bent
her legs so her hips rolled up to the tip of my dick.  She reached under
her knees and supported her spread legs; opening wider for me.  I leaned on
my left hand and, with my right, grabbed hold of my cock.  I rubbed the
head along her slit, gathering up her juices.  I had been leaking for a
while; so, together, we were prepared for the inevitable.  I glanced at
her, she looked up from my hovering dick, I gave her a questioning look and
she nodded her head vigorously.

   She was tight.  I had a few slips of the head, while attempting first
entry.  I bowed my back, grasped my dick and got into position.  With some
help from Shae, the head of my dick parted her lips and entered inside her
love canal.  Her eyes widened and she let out an elongated "ooooooh." I let
the head lodge itself in her and pushed no further.  I asked, "You OK?  You
ready for more?" She said, "Just give me a sec ....  hold on ...  Ok, but
slowly, just a bit."

   I didn't pull back; instead, I released some pressure and then pushed
forward.  She wasn't going to give way easily, but she gave way all the
same.  I now had the head, and almost an inch, inside her.  I stopped and
waited.  She looked at me, smiled, concentrated and then nodded her head.
As I pulled back ever so slightly she closed her eyes.  I thrust again;
more of my cock entered her.  I started moving my hips in a circular
motion; trying to make her feel more comfortable with me inside her.

   She looked up and said, "I like that, it helps.  It makes it feel
better."

   "Are you hurting at all?"

   "At first, that's a lot to get in, but it's going away the longer you're
in me.  I don't know how to explain how it feels, but I like it."

   I withdrew again and this time I drove in a little faster.  Her eyes
popped open and she let out a shrill little yelp, followed by a throaty,
"Yes, that's it, yes, do that again!"

   I pulled back until only the head remained in and gave her a strong
thrust, this time using a lot of lower body action.  She straightened out;
her back arched, she repeated, "Yes!  That's it!  Do it again!"

   I did do it again, and again, and again.  She urged me on with every
thrust.  Eventually I was thrusting faster than she could respond.  She
could only get out the Y and E in yes and, then she began a guttural
rendition of broken "yeeees" as we began to make intense love.

   I use the term intense love instead of fucking only because of the
reaction I felt while joined with Shae.  We had a connection from day one.
Everybody connects with different people at different times.  We make these
connections at an unknown spiritual level.  It doesn't matter, same sex,
wide age differences, whatever ...  we make connections.  When there is a
physical connection, along with the spiritual connection, then all the
better.  That is what this was.  I've felt this before; I can only explain
it as a sense of "home." I felt as if I was meant to be inside her.  She
was meant to welcome me inside.  The spark for me had been her standing on
the sidewalk watching me work.  For her, the first kiss in the backyard. 
She felt that spark.  I could feel it from her.

   We made intense love that evening.  I held her in my arms; she wrapped
her legs and arms around me and gave herself to me.  She rocked and rolled
with every thrust and withdrawal.  When I rolled to my back, her knees
didn't reach the mattress.  I sat up and she half-squatted while she made
love to me.  She rode my dick with abandon.  Her hands were latched onto my
shoulders and I held her by her slender waist.  Her hair was flying every
which way!  I slid my hands up to her tits and I began to play with them.
She noticed, arched and, flung her hair back to give me a clear view.  I
pushed her down until I was completely inside her and held her there.  She
began to tremble, she squeezed tightly, her pussy began to convulse.  She
looked intently at me as her orgasm washed over her.  I leaned forward and
we kissed.  We kissed wildly and passionately.  She ground down into me,
her hips jerking as jolts of pleasure coursed through her body.

   I rolled her to her back, took position and began to pump in and out of
her.  Our eyes were locked onto each other.  From behind closed teeth she
repeated, "Give it to me ...  give it to me!" And I did give it to her.  I
could feel the heat building up, the pressure moving upward along my spine,
an almost tunnel-vision experience ...  and ...  then the release.  I
yelled, I don't know what, I just know I yelled.  Shae was driving her hips
into me with every load I released into her.  I could feel the jolts
coursing through me.  Shae felt them as well; she moved with every
sensation I felt.

   Entwined, we fell to the bed.  Breathless we held onto each other.  As I
released one more spasm of energy, Shae clamped onto me and shivered out
one last orgasm.  I laughed and she giggled.  Together we released each
other and lay face to face.  I caressed her head, moved her hair off her
face and said, "We are really good together.  I've never experienced some
of the feelings I just had ever before."

   Smiling, and running her hand around my ear, she said, "I know!  I've
never felt anything like this before!" There was a long silent pause.  She
reached around my neck and we came together for a long, loving kiss.  We
were directly face-to-face when she said, "I love you Nick Manchik.  I know
you're going to leave, but that doesn't change how I feel.  If I could, I
would stop you ...  if I could come with you, I would ...  you say we can
see each other, but there's no guarantee we will ...  you ...  you could be
..."

   I pulled her tight, hugged her with all I had, put my lips to her ear
and said, "I love you Shae.  I love you so much that I know I must leave.
You are one of the best things that has ever happened to me.  There were
times this year that the only thing that kept me going, was knowing I could
come home and see you." I pulled away to look into her eyes.  "I don't know
how everything will work out.  I do know that just knowing I can see you
again will be enough to get me through whatever may come."

   We held each other for a while longer.  I suggested a shower and we took
a leisurely, loving shower together.  I couldn't help myself, she was so
incredible looking and hot.  I had a raging hard-on the minute I began
lathering her body.  We laughed and played in the shower.  She stood back
at one point, looked down at my dick and said, "If you keep that up until
we're out of here, I think I can take care of that for you." Well, I did,
and she did.  Right in the bathroom, with her kneeling on some towels,
while I was against the vanity.

   We slept well that night, except for the times she woke me up with her
snoring.  Such a beautiful little girl, even her snoring was petite.

   We were so comfortable with each other the next morning.  We frolicked
through breakfast and most of the morning without wearing a stitch of
clothing.  I didn't noticed, but at some time she took the chocolate out of
the fridge because it was all soft when she carried the dish to the bedroom
and announced it was my turn to do some chocolate smearing.  She did
righteous justice to my chocolate-covered "banana"!  I wanted us to make
love in the front room by the open windows.  Shae readily agreed.  Later,
she was in the guest bathroom cleaning up, when she called me in for a
quickie.  She stood bent over with her hands on the vanity and demanded I
fuck her from behind.  We had genuine fun and were really in love.  But,
deep down, we were saying goodbye.

   Eventually, her parents made it home.  Shae was packed and off across
the street.  I was alone in the house once again.  I had always said that
even though I may be alone, I'm never lonely.  This time, I was lonely.

   - Epilogue

   Shae and I did manage to see each other three more times the following
year.  She told me that before our first encounter her mother sat her down
and told her that she should do whatever I wanted.  Which she thought would
be no problem because we wanted the same things.  Her mom told her I was a
good man and if she wanted to see me after I moved, it would have to be
when her daddy was out of town, because he wouldn't understand.  Shae told
me that she and her mother shared everything now.  Her mom even said she
was a bit jealous of her, being so smart, so young and pretty; but, not
really, because she was too proud to have her as a daughter.

   Amber ended up staying in Georgia and joined some freaked out Christian
group.  She rejected her family, accusing them of being Satan's soldiers
and blamed them for her sinning ways.  Apparently, she has been telling a
story of how Satan raped her one night which brought her to God ... 
interesting.

   After that first year, Ted got a job offer in South Carolina that was
just too good a deal not to take.  They moved and I haven't seen Shae
since. I told her all about the college account money and the first
withdrawal was made five years later to pay for textbooks and living
expenses at Duke University.