Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 In lieu of an !ntro: This, and sub-folders are collaborations with someone
I'll call Miss Lesli W.  Mostly stuff she can't post on her own site,
because of the self imposed limitations, like no Penis, (Or snuff.)

   For the purposes of organization, Lolicons (Multilingual pun!) means
she's into it.  As opposed to Nepiophiles, Pedophiles, or Ephebophiles that
are into kids, these are VICTIMS, which for whatever reasons are willing,
which means Fantasy.  (With the usual Horror/Science Fiction elements.) In
the real world, where normal human beings aren't capable of sexuality until
at least 7 or 8 (Only then through sexual abuse) anything younger than that
is abuse.  In Fiction, there's no reason they have to be normal little
girls.

   This are the exceptions, the few instances where I can grudgingly accept
that sexual activities between an adult (Or immortal teen) and children may
be consensual: When the children were sexualized, and may become abusers if
left to their own devices.  Which is not carte blanche to go out seeking
one.

   In a bin of "What makes a girl like that?" the first one answers "Why
should girls have all the fun?" Also, the most extreme form of Covert
Incest I can think of short of the President sexually harassing his
daughter on national television.  Of course, a child that lacks the mens
rea to consent, also lacks the Intent to abuse.  So, it's not her fault, as
usual it's his.  Don't try this at home.

   ;

   "The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary.  Men
alone are capable of every wickedness." ~J.  Conrad

   Daddy {Fd Ince Solo Lesb Porn NS.}

   "Story time!" Don't ask me why straight guys like lesbian porn.  I sat
behind her bed.

   "See?" Single father, I love my daughter.  She's a lesbian, I don't hate
her for that.

   "Dad, we read this one!" She can't read yet, but she remembered the
pictures.  I licked my finger, and flipped the page.  So did she, but I can
only assume that's what she's doing under the covers.

   "Ooh!" I stopped flipping.

   "You like her?"

   "Mhm!" She nodded, "She's pretty."

   "Which one?  This," the redhead, "Is Ashley, and this," the bottle-blond
"Is.  Eu, Ewfrat."

   "Ewfrat, pretty name." Sounds like a fart to me, but this is for her
benefit.  Someone to dream about, not hard on the eyes, though.

   "Pretty girl, too."

   "Hmn!" She blinked long, and nodded.

   "It says here she's 31," looks 19, "170 centimeters tall, and weighs 55
kilograms.  From Prague Czech Republic." I guess it explains the name,
however you say it.

   "Huh!  Get to the action, daddy."

   "Oh!" I turned the page, "Looks like Ashley likes her too."

   "Hm!" She closed her eyes, "Nh, mh!" Licking her lips, and her fingers.
2, she sucks them, and her arm fluffs the covers between her tented legs.

   "It also says she likes little girls, just like you!" I bopped her nose
with my fingertip.  "I just want to meet a good little girl, 6 years old,
just missing her 2 front teeth.  With blonde hair, blue eyes, and cute
little cheeks, bright and pink."

   "Nh, meah!"

   "Goodnight, sweety." I left the light on, and the magazine, in case she
has trouble falling asleep.  "Pleasant dreams."

   "Nh, mh!"

   "Huh!" Out in the hall, I got it out, and raced her to the finish. 
"HhH!" I bet I won.  Sure felt like I won, with it spilling out in my
cupped palm.  "Huhl!  Slup, smwoq!  Hah!" I got it all, and wiped the spit
off on my pajama pants.

   Of course, I would never think of touching her.  My beautiful little
girl, she's gay.  I'd like to see her with that Eufrat, though.  Tall,
skinny, and modelesque.  Young looking with just little cones of titties
for her to suck on, fingers busy between her legs, and that nice neatly
trimmed brown crop of pubic hair.

   That, and I'm not a child molestor.  I like them young, but not that
young.  31, though, she just looks 19.  So, I don't have to buy her beer.
Maybe a strapon, and a little vibrator she can use, while she watches her
daddy get fucked.

   I didn't say I wasn't sick.  I'm just not a child molestor, and even if
I was, she's gay.  So, I wouldn't do that to her.  I love her too much.

   {{Author's note: In case you're wondering, yes.  That's where I got the
name from.  If you don't know who I'm talking about, that's Eufrat with an
F, look her up.  While you're at it, look up Aranea Peel for who Euphrat
actually looks like.  Just like Megha', they're alternate timeline versions
of eachother.  Uhm, do we really need any Trigger Warning after this?  No?
Good.}

   ;

   Sapphi (Because of course, he named her Sapphire.)

   "Hihn!" She doesn't really look like her.  "Euphrot." Spells it
different, but still.  So tall, and skinny, and that haircut.  INS if it's
supposed to be a boy-cut, or emo, or what but.  "Huh!" It looks good on
her.

   "She's got a girlfriend, you know."

   "Uh, Sarah?"

   "Yeah, my sister?"

   "Your sister's going out with." I blinked.  "Eauphrat?" Opened my eyes.

   "Euphrot."

   "Oh." I nodded, "Like the porn star?"

   "Au, frott."

   "Euphrot." I nodded.

   "Not bad, but she likes big girls."

   "Hihn!  I know."

   "There's a porn star named Euphrot?"

   "Eufrat," I nodded, "She spells it F.R.A.T.  I don't know how she says
it." I unzipped my backpack.  "Uh, I think," pretty sure, "I got that one."
It's my favorite.

   "How old are you?"

   "7?  I'm a lesbian."

   "Congratulations.  I'm not, but.  My boyfriend's in jail."

   I nodded, "For rape."

   "So, I guess that begs the question how long have you been stalking
Euphrot?"

   "Oh, I wouldn't call it stalking."

   "No, you wouldn't."

   "I like big girls too."

   "You mean big as in fat, or like older."

   "Like, you?" Really, any kind of girl, but my daddy says you want to
make girls feel special, and "Beautiful."

   "You think so?" She blushed!

   "I know so." I looked around, "So, you want to go look at porn?"

   "No, you want to go make out?"

   "Yeah!" For ever!  Truth is I just like girls.  All kinds of girls,
skinny girls, curvy girls, older ones, or younger, as long as they don't
have a dick, "I'd like that." I slung my backpack back on, my back.  Took
her hand.

   She pulled it, "Over here." She knew a place.  "You a virgin?"

   "I hope not," I squeezed her hand, "For long..."

   ;

   Steph (fg Loli Cons)

   "I'm gonna be a porn-star!"

   "Uh!" Tyke dykes.

   "Well, at least you won't rape my sister."

   "No, you're way cuter." Charming little tyke-dyke.  Okay, any
bi-curiosity I might have had was gone after the first couple years of
those two going at it.  "And Euphrot can take care of hemself."

   "Did you say Him?"

   "No," not quite, "Not my closet."

   I just happen to have experience with taking stalkers off of them.  The
teenage lesbian couple, I never realized what kind of attention that
attracts.  Jesus, people, it's really not all that great to watch!

   To do?  I don't, actually know.  "Where'd you get porn?"

   "My dad, he supports my lifestyle."

   "With porn?"

   "Well, yeah." She shrugged, "I need something to frig off to, and if you
haven't noticed, this is the middle of straightland."

   "Why you got obsessed with the 1 gay couple."

   She giggled.

   "What?"

   "Not my closets."

   "Fair enough." I turned around, "You really need the porn?"

   "With you?" Pigtails.  Long straight blond hair, so I assume she's a
skirt, but really acts rather butch.

   "Me neither," seen more than enough lesbian sex, thank you.

   "You brought lube?"

   "Never know when it might cum in handy." I had to giggle too.

   "Your dad?"

   "Well, he doesn't use all of it!" She laughed, "Well, I guess that's our
closet, I just can't tell you his boyfriend."

   "He's gay too?"

   "No, bisexual." She shrugged, "But, you know.  I started asking
questions, and we had a talk, and that's how we figured out I'm gay."

   "You're really agressive." Like a guy, except a 6 year old in pigtails,
and a schoolgirl dress.  I don't know if that's a uniform, but she really
goes for that look.  You know, the Loli look?  I have to admit, she rocks
it.  "Huh!  Well, I have to tell you, I'm not.  Bisexual.  At all, so I
have no idea how to do this."

   "Well, to start, you can come down here, where I can kiss you."

   "Okay."

   That wasn't so bad.  It's really kind of creepy, ask me why I like that.
I don't know, I always did.  I guess my type is creepy little stalkers, I
haven't the faintest clue why.

   {Why it's called Covert Incest.  She's a serial victim of it, and
completely unaware of that.}

   ;

   Sapphy (gF Loli Mole?  Lolidom, definitely.)

   So, I took her home.  She's still a little nervous, but I'm really
pretty happy with just making out, and holding hands to start.  "I'm a
little nervous, too." I squeezed her hand.  "HIHHHHN!" Swung it, squeeing
with excitement.

   "What?"

   "I have a girlfriend!" I'm just so happy, just about that.

   "Well, I don't know about that." She stopped, turned away.  "I guess,
you could seduce me, but.  I can't say's you have yet."

   Goody!  "Playing hard to get?"

   She broke up, "Hihihn!"

   "This is fun!"

   "Yeah," she bent down, bit her lip.  Stopped when I kissed her.  She
lets me, kiss her, and I love that!

   ;

   This next one's preachy.  Someone said something incredibly stupid on
social media about her daughter doing "Sick" things.  She's 10.  Oh noes! A
10yo touched herself!?  Gasp!

   Stop teaching little girls not to love their bodies.  To hate their
bodies, it's fucking Child Abuse.  I consider it a form of Covert Incest, a
sexually pervasive environment where everything sexual is considered dirty,
sinful, and bad.  Stop it, it's not healthy.

   ;

   Lowly (g-f Tran Auto)

   "Stop that."

   "No."

   "Young lady,"

   "NO!  I'm sick of this, Mommy.  You don't have to watch, but if you
don't like it, get out of My room, and leave me alone!"

   She spanked me.  For playing with myself, again, and left me to cry.

   Fine, so I played with myself, again.

   nlm.

   One for her, 1 for me.  I don't like it, spanking, but I'll be damned if
I let her see me cry over it.  "Snh!"

   The one thing that feels good in my life, she's not taking this away
from me too.  If she doesn't like it, fine.  If God doesn't like it?  I
don't care, hell?  Does the devil like it?  I wish I had another finger for
him too, what's he going to do, Spank me?

   She can't stop me, spanking me didn't turn me off, it pissed me off. 
"Nhm mh, Hm!"

   nlm.

   It hurts, but my hot bottom doesn't hurt as much, I can almost feel the
flames licking it all ready.

   "Mnh nh!"

   I don't even remember when I started.  I remember when mom caught me, on
the potty.  She showed me, and told me how to use it.  Even had a little
book, and how to wipe with toilet paper.  That's it, that's how I started
playing with myself.  Or, toilet paper.  I wiped it till it felt good, and
then I spent too long in there, wiping myself dry.  More paper, dryer, more
friction, I guess I rubbed myself raw, but that's how I like it.

   Dry, hot, raw, so it itches in my panties.  Id on't remember the first
time, just that's when she told me not to.  "It's bad.  Very very bad, in
the eyes of God."

   Well, then stop watching me in the bathroom, God.  You like looking at
little girls peeing?  Pooping, naked?  In the bathtub, and playing with
myself?

   I never believed in God.  Not the one mommy, and daddy do, because He
doesn't make any sense, ever.  Think about that, a minute.  All of it,
everything you heard about God, and Sex.  Start at Genesis.  "Be fruitful
and multiply," but don't enjoy it.  "Here's a wife, made from your own
flesh, and blood," but don't look at her, she's naked, just like He created
her.  Children can't see nipples, which are made to feed children, nor
genitals which are made to make children.

   "What's that, mommy?"

   "Nothing," cover it up.  "It's shameful."

   "No." It's not.  It's Life.  That's where Life comes from.  That's where
I came from.

   "Don't look at it." That's sinful.

   Make any sense to you?  Well, try to explain it better to me some time,
because I never understood that balogna.

   I finally got sick of it, and told mommy to fuck off.  Not in so many
words, I can guess I was maybe 4-5, but that was my first memory.  Before I
heard of sex, much less the word fuck.  I couldn't orgasm, but I didn't
expect to, all I knew was there was 1 thing in my whole life I actually
liked.  I loved, because it made me feel good.  My fingers between my legs,
and I actually understand the rest of it:

   Don't look at naked children.  If you're an adult, don't do it.  We're
not mature enough for adult sexuality, it might as well be Rape.  (Oh yeah,
I heard of that.  Rape, in church, the Pastor said "Rape." Not sex, oh no,
Lot "Knew his wife," but I heard the word Rape in church before I heard the
word "Fuck." Because that's a bad word.)

   Don't touch children sexually.  Obviously.  Here's where people seem to
get stupid.

   We can touch ourselves.  Any part of our bodies, boys, girls, any age.
Our noses, our toeses, and everything in between, and here's why:

   It's

   My

   Body.

   My privates, and my fingers.  Leave me the fuck alone, and keep your
dirty minds out of my privates.  Out of my underwear, out from between my
legs, out of my bathroom, and out of my bed.

   It's private.

   My privates.

   Go fuck yourself, it might make you feel a little better about it.  It's
not sin, it's sex.  What I was doing wasn't even sex yet.  If God didn't
want us to enjoy our privates, he wouldn't have given us privates.

   Period.
:

   Jill (gm Nude NS)

   "Mom!"

   She slammed her door, "The boy next door is in the yard again!"

   "Well, if you run around naked all the time, what do you expect to
happen?"

   "Oh, I see.  So, it's wrong for me to be naked in my own room, but it's
okay for him to break into our yard, come on our property, and look at me?"

   I just slammed the back door, and caught him trying to climb back over
the side fence.  "Little shit!" Well, not just that, beat the tar out of
his britches, then caught his ear, and dragged him around to the gate, and
his own door.  Rang the bell.

   I can't argue with her, because god-damnit she's right.

   "Hail Mary," I crossed myself.  I tried to look it up, read the whole
thing, for the first time from Genesis to Revelation, Septuagint, and all,
but it just wasn't in there.  Jesus didn't say don't touch yourself.  He
said something about spilling the seed on deaf ears, and even the God of
Abraham only mentioned Men sleeping with each other.

   "There not home," he fidgeted, stopped covering his backside.  "I'm
gonna tell."

   "Get in there.  Tell what?"

   "You beat me!"

   "You were in my yard, peeping on my 6 year old daughter.  I have a gun,
I could have shot you.  Legally, ask your mom for a better Lawyer than me.
I'm letting you off with a warning, and watching your driveway so I can
call her, when she gets home.  So she can punish you for looking at little
girls, then again when you Father gets home.  Do we have an understanding?"

   I reached in, and slammed the door.

   "Good."

   ;

   Cally (gt TotL NS Euni)

   "Wa's rong?"

   Eustith was crying

   "Ngh!  Boys."

   He went to the hospital.

   "Youra boy."

   "No'm NOT!" He just cried louder.

   "Ewstiss!" They called him, he's in the boys class, because he's a boy.

   "You hurt." He went to hospital.  "Accident."

   "Nu uh, I cut them off."

   "What?"

   "My peepeas."

   "Why?"

   "So I can be a girl."

   "But," he wears pants and everything.  "Your a boy."

   "No!  I'm not a Boy!  Mhihihihn!  Snh!  Why does no one believe me?"

   "Wussy cwy babies quay wike babies!"

   "I'ma girl." I hugged him.  "I beweav you."

   "Nhmhmhm!  Snh!" He got buggers.  "Snrhk!  I know, me too."

   "Y U were pants?"

   "My mommy won't by me a dress."

   "Share."

   "What?"

   "Share dress.  Gimme pants, you wear dress."

   "Okay."

   "In the potty." So the boys won't see my nickers.  I not s'pose to let a
boy see them.  It's naughty, but with pants, I can jump, and swing, and
roll over.  No boy sees my nickers, cause I got pants.

   "Your nickers have a pocket." I pointed.

   "It's a fly."

   "No, itsa pocket."

   "Ow!"

   "Sowwy." pull my fingers out of the pocket.

   She look in her nickers, and put on the dress.

   "Sew." I pointed.  She not cut off her peepee, she sewt up, like a doll.

   "Uh huh.  The doctor sewed it up."

   "Why?"

   "Because I cut them off."

   "Why?"

   "To be a girl."

   "Oh." I nodded.

   "Here." He zipped them.  "Let me get your fly."

   I looked down, "We boph got fwies!"

   "Uh huh!  But my fly is under your skirt, and your fly is on my pants."

   "Why?"

   "We traded."

   "Why?"

   "So I can go in the girl class."

   "Oh," I grin, "I pway boy!"

   "Uh!" The bell ring, so we go to class.  She come to class with me.  She
not in my class, the teacher get mad, so Eustith go home.

   ;

   Eustice (t-n Euni Loli Cons)

   "I got suspended." Mommy picked me up.

   "What did you do this time?"

   "Dress Code" Miss Principle said.

   "I got a dress!"

   "Yes, but we can't have boys wearing dresses, it's indecent."

   "I'm NOT a Boy!  I'ma Girl!" I pulled out my pants, "See?"

   "Eustice!"

   "Well, he's suspended anyway."

   "No, SHe.  Girl."

   "He's been like this ever since the accident."

   "No accident, I cut them off." God, how many times do I have to tell
them?  There girls, they should get it by now.

   "What?"

   'His privates.' she covered her mouth.

   "Her,"

   Miss principal looks really white.  "Beg your pardon?"

   "My peepeas.  I'm a Girl?"

   "When did this happen?"

   "Over Christmas break, He,"

   "SHE!"

   "Ruined the holidays for everyone."

   "Wait, he cut them off?"

   "SHE.  S, H, E.  G, E, R, L, Girl!" Now they just won't listen to
anything I say and yell at eachother.

   "Yeah!" Now mommy was crying, "He cut them all off!"

   I nodded, "Now I'ma girl." Crossed my arms, and sat back.

   They wouldn't even let me go to church.  I got Expelled, then
Excommunicated, my dad came back from jail for losing his temper, and
tearing up the hospital.  He hit a doctor, pushed a nurse around, they both
sued.  Then he spanked me, and i went back to the hospital to get my
stiches fixed.  They took me away to children's services before I even got
to start summer school.

   At least I got a good doctor.  My first one was just a mergency surgeon.
He just sewed it up.  My new one was a Therapist, and she put me where I
belong, with the girls.

   I had to find a new school though.  I failed 1st grade, but I got to go
to summer school.

   ;

   Ailey

   I watched Eustice with my sister that sunday.  She didn't want to go,
neither.  Eusty brought a baby doll.

   "Who's this?"

   "Betsy?" he stuck his fingers right back in his mouth.

   "Betsy Wetsy?"

   He nodded, "She's a girl.  Like us."

   I remember him from church, sort of.  And school, Parochial, but I was
in fourth grade, and he was in first, with the boys class.  My sister
'Ally, she can't say the C so good, she's in the girl's class.

   "See?" he pulled off her diaper, and showed me.

   "Are you wearing a diaper?" Under his pants, not Sunday pants,
corderoys. It's still cold outside.

   "So I don't leak out."

   "Why?" 'Ally asked.

   "I had a Catheder, in the hospital."

   "What's that?"

   "A straw, to pee in."

   "Like a Colostomy bag?"

   "There was a bag.  I have stitches."

   "Why?"

   "They sewed it up."

   "Why?"

   "I cut them off."

   "Ally, go play in your room."

   "Ghe sewt it up." She pointed.

   "Go to your room, now."

   "Okay."

   "You cut them off?"

   "My peepees."

   "Your, penis?"

   She nodded.  "And my peas."

   "Your balls?"

   "All of it." She showed me.  On Betsy.  Picked up a crayon, and drew a
line.  It was pink, but right over the hole in the bottom, for her to wet
the diaper, right where you'd expect the line to be.

   On a girl, and dots, back and forth, for the stitches.

   I went to her nursery, and grabbed a doll.  "This is dotty." She kept
playing with her toy dishes anyway.  "She's like Betsy Wetsy, but this is
Dotty Potty."

   "She goes potty?" Good guess.  "She looks like Barbie."

   "Well, this.  Um.  This is Barbie's twin sister!  Yeah, Dotty." I got a
cup from the dishwasher, and pulled down her underwear.

   "She don't got no hole.  So, how's she pee?"

   "Like this," I bent her legs, and stuck her on the cup.  "Fssssssh!"

   "I potty trained." She nodded.

   "Then why do you wear a diaper?"

   "I have stitches."

   "Can I see?"

   She looked around, she really is very girly, even in pants, with short
hair.

   "Are there any boys here?"

   "Nope!  Just us girls."

   "Okay." She unbuttoned her pants, and ripped the sides of her underwear.
They were like a diaper, but instead of sticking on the sides, they just
tore open.

   "Oh!"

   "It's still leaking." She patted it with toilet paper.

   Her cut, sewn shut, but she didn't look like a girl.  Or a boy, I seen
boys too, one had a line up the middle, of his privates, but he still had
his privates.

   She cut them off, "To be a girl."

   I don't think she was playing girl.  This wasn't like "Dressup?"

   "Yeah!" She just threw out the plastic underwear, with gold stars on
them, like polka dots.

   She wasn't a boy any more, I just wasn't sure how that made her a girl,
but.  "Here." I got under the sink, and got a napkin out of the box.

   "Bandaid?"

   "Well, it's like a bandage, for big girls."

   I had to get her some underpants, and stuck the sticky parts inside her
legs.  I didn't look at the box, just put it back, so that first time we
used the wings wrong, and held it in with the underpants backwards, but she
didn't bleed all over my sister's underpants.  Then, she put on a skirt,
and when she had to go, just went to the bathroom.

   "Huh!" I went with her, and so did Cally.

   I saw it, when she climbed down.  It was at the bottom, right about
where you'd expect to find it on the Betsy Wetsy doll.  At the bottom of
her stiches.  "I have to be careful," I looked at the pantiliner box this
time, so i showed her how to stick the wings.  Outside the panties, I never
used them before.  I didn't have my period, I didn't even know that's what
they were for.  Just that mommy didn't flush them, she throwed them out. 
Rolled up and stuck, like a tiny little diaper, but with blood in it,
instead of pee, or poop.  I was afraid to ask, but I red the whole box. 
So, when it happened to me, I knew just what to do.

   I kept watching them, or she kept coming over to play while we skipped
church, and i watched Cally, but i'm pretty sure it was just the next week
when i caught them kissing.

   "I love Gally."

   "I love Eusty."

   They hugged.

   Who ever heard of 6 year old lesbians?  I sure didn't but I didn't know
any lesbians, before.  There the same age, but boys that age, they don't
like girls.  Cooties, or whatever, so i guess girls got over that.  Or
those two did.

   Eustice is a girl.  She always was.  Those things, her "Peepees" were a
birth defect, just her family didn't believe her.

   That's how they fell in love, Cally was the first one that believed her.

   We both pretty much lost faith because they kicked her out.  Called her
a "Faggot," and all the other gay boy names.  Sissy, Nancy boy, Wuss, or
whatever.  they only got it half right, she was gay, they just couldn't
accept that she wasn't a boy.  they even started the job, so I hear.  Okay,
a doctor can cut the end off, but if she cuts them all off, she wants to be
a girl that bad, and That's a sin?

   Forget it, you guys have fun with Jesus.  Cally didn't like that, and
once I talked to them, I didn't like it either.  So, no more church, I got
to stay home and watch the girls.

   It was just kind of weird, my sister started having sex before me. 
Well, oral sex, kissing, but you know.  Between her legs?

   It wasn't long before i stopped likeing boys too.

   I never really liked them, I guess because I didn't have any brothers, I
love my dad, but they're so happy, and it got to the point that i didn't
even want to think about boys.  Romantically, so I didn't.

   ;

   Molinja (Cgg Mole Cons Loli)

   I just ducked in to use the little girls' room.  "Hhhhn!" Let it out,
and pulled the paper to wipe.

   "Lnh!  Hn!"

   I looked, two little girl's legs, under the partition.

   "Lnh, hn!" One kneeling on her skirt, not touching herself, but.

   "Snh?"

   Okay, I don't like to assume, but at some point I have to admit my first
impression was right.  "What are you girls doing in there?" Exactly what it
looks, sounds, and smells like.

   "Nothing?" They stopped.

   "Huh!" I pulled up my underpants, "Come on out."

   At least she looked ashamed of herself.  The older one, the younger
looked.  Well, flushed.

   "You're not going to tell."

   "Why don't we go talk about this.  Okay?" She nodded.  "I'm Molly." I
shook her hand, and smelled my fingers.  "Snh?" Yup.  No blood, but.  "How
old are you?"

   "Eight?"

   "And you?"

   "I'm thix." She smiled, missing quite a few teeth, I adjusted my
translation software to edit out the lisp.

   "My momma said not to talk to strangers."

   "You know why?" She shook her head.  Pigtails, of course.  "Because some
strangers might take advantage of you.  Do you know what you two were
doing, in the bathroom?"

   "I'm sorry."

   "It's," not okay.  "Huh, come here, sit down.  That's good, now you know
that was sex.  Ual.  Yes?"

   "Mhm!"

   "Well, sometimes, it's not a stranger." I looked over at the older girl,
"It might be someone you know.  Your friend, even your sister." They
aren't, sisters.  2 distinct smells to confirm it, but the little girl's
was the one tainted by arousal, and that's.  Well, interesting, yet at the
same time, scary.  Hitherto, I only knew 1 explanation for a girl that
young being so sexually precocious, and that's unnatural.  Supernatural, I
felt for Neuronano, both of them were clear, but that's not the only way
they make little monsters.  Not these days.

   "My daddy?"

   "Well," that's awefull specific, "Why, did your father touch you like
that?"

   "I don't know." She shrugged.

   "Why?" She shook her pigtails.  "Well, here's a secret: Nobody knows
why, even he probably has no idea what makes him," I closed my eyes, shook
my head.

   This never gets any easier, does it?  Not that I expected an answer, but
for once it would have been nice.

   ;

   Alita {And that's where the supernatural intervention should stop.  I
know, I have a problem, but let me just put that needle down a minute...}

   "Huh!  He didn't kiss me." Like she does.  Molly looked mad at her.

   "She seduced me!"

   "All right, calm down.  Just let me get to the bottom of this first."

   "Uh!" She just crossed her arms, and sat back on the bench.

   "All, right.  What did he do, then?"

   "Well," I hugged my arms, "Huh, he.  Touched me."

   "Where?"

   "In bed."

   "Were you asleep?"

   "Uh huh, I woke up."

   "Did he stop?"

   "Yeah, and then he told me." I stuck my tongue, through the hole. 
"About the tooth fairy." Up front, I felt the new tooth, and another one,
about to be born.

   "But he didn't stop, when he woke you up?"

   "Uh huh?  But then, he did it again."

   "Then he stopped, when you started losing your teeth."

   "Mhm?  I pretended.  When I woke up, I pretended to be asleep, when he
touched me." So, he wouldn't stop.  "Then I woke up, sticky in the
morning."

   "Sticky where?"

   "My face," I touched it, "And my tummy, and my legs stuck to the sheet."

   "But not between your legs?"

   I shook my head.  "I touched it."

   "That's all right, you can touch yourself, wherever you like.  It's your
body, so there's nothing wrong with that.  However, you do know that how
your father touched you was wrong."

   "He told me."

   "What did he say?"

   "Hm," close my eyes again, "Now, you won't say anything, to your mother
about this." I blinked.  "I can get in trouble."

   "He can, but he did to you was not your fault.  He did it to you, he is
to blame, and there was nothing you could do to stop it."

   "Hhhh." She hugged me.

   "Feel better?"

   "Mhm?" A lot better.  Not the best feeling ever, but like.  That, when
it happens, and I feel so much better, for a little while?  Just like that.

   "See?" blink.  "She needs it."

   "Okay, well since you're the older one in this relationship."

   "Is Lori in trouble?"

   "Huh!" She patted her shoulder.  "Not yet, sexual relationships between
children are.  Rare, but I just want to make sure nobody gets hurt.  Okay?
Deloris, is that what Lori is short for?"

   "Uh huh?"

   "Would you like to talk about it?"

   ;

   Lori {Yes, both names have been changed, and were taken from Nabokov. 
Also, Lies Tran Phob Rape.}

   "Huh!  Like I said, she seduced me.  I didn't, I never even thought
about girls, like that."

   "Sexually."

   I nodded.

   "Well, how did you two meet?"

   "Well, I was." My face was already hot.  "You know.  She caught me."

   "Playing with yourself."

   "Yeah, but thinking about boys.  A boy, but.  You think I'm a lesbian?"
Now.

   "I don't know enough to judge that." She felt my back, so I relaxed, a
little.  "The more you can tell me, the easier that may be."

   "Well, he.  He liked me."

   "An older boy."

   "Freshman.  Well, I guess he's a junior now, but he was a freshman.  He
told me how pretty I was, and.  I just liked, him.  Being a highschool boy
and all, and how, he thought I was pretty.  Snh!"

   "You let him.  Again, it's not your fault.  It's his fault, he took
advantage of you?"

   I nodded.

   "I know this is hard, but did he.  Rape you?"

   "Nhm." Now I was crying.  "Hhe.  He, molested me.  First.  He said I was
his girlfriend, and he showed me.  What a girlfriend does, for her
boyfriend."

   "He pressured you, into sex." I nodded.  "He showed you, pornography?"

   "How did you know?"

   "It's a common ploy.  I should tell you, I am a lesbian.  And I work in
a sex shop."

   "You're a prostitute?"

   "No, no.  I don't sell sex, they just sell pornography, and things.  For
sex, I don't have sex for money, I just run the register."

   "Oh," I nodded, "Okay." She hugged my shoulder.  "He threatened me."

   "To hurt you?"

   "No, after he hurt me.  He said he'd kill me, if I told anyone."

   "But you still thought about him."

   "Huh, I don't know why!  I loved him, even after he hurt me, I missed
him, and it didn't.  All hurt.  I liked it, before he hurt me."

   "He raped you."

   "Yeah." I know.

   "It's important to accept that, and especially that it's not your fault.
Your feelings for him, well that's understandable, that kind of abuser does
that to you.  To make you a victim, so you're more willing to follow his
plan, but that willingnes wasn't your fault.  Your feelings, we can't
control our feelings, only what we do, how we act on them."

   "I love Lita."

   "Oh!" She walked around to hug me.  "I love you so much!" We cried
together.

   "It might help to understand him better.  Not why he did it, obviously
for sex, but so that you don't fall into the same mindset, and become an
abuser like him."

   "I wouldn't!"

   "Huh!" She looked at me.  "Lori?" I looked away.  "Look at me." I turned
back.  "That's denial.  That's quite honestly, the greatest evil on this
Earth.  Secrets, lies, and coverups are what lets evil people keep doing
evil, because people don't want to think about it.  He didn't want to think
about it, and he raped you.  Thinking it was sex.  Telling you it was sex."

   I nodded.  "Saying I would never do that to yourself is a lie.  You
don't want to think you're capable of it."

   "No."

   "Well, the truth is you are.  We all are, and thinking you're somehow
above that makes it easier to do it, and get away with it.  Not just so
your victim doesn't know it."

   "She's not my victim."

   "She's a victim.  And you took advantage of it?"

   "Oh, god!"

   "Huh!  Come on.  You need eachother, I can see that, but you can't
figure this out yourselves?"

   "No," she's right.

   "Well, then I suppose I better show you." She picked her up, "So we can
walk faster." Looked around.  "How about the park?"

   ;

   Alita

   She took out a piece of paper, and folded it.  "Do you two play any
games?"

   "Like what?" Lori hugged me, and held my hands in my lap.

   "Like Pirates." She pulled it open, and put it on like a hat.  Instead
of a boat, I know how to make a paper boat.

   "That's a boy game." I giggled.

   "No, it's not.  There are no boy games, or girl games, you ever heard of
the pirate." She looked right in my eyes.  "Morion."

   I shook my head.

   "Lori?"

   "Uh uh."

   "Well," she got up, "That's because men don't want you to know about
her. Or Anne Bonny, Pearl Heart;"

   "They was all pirates?"

   "No, that last one was a gunslinger in the wild west, but here's how you
play Pirates." She turned around, "All you have to do is take my hat, then
you can be the Pirate, Morion."

   "Like tag!" I clapped.

   "Your too big." Lori can't reach, either.

   "Yes, but there's 2 of you." She took off her belt.  "Here," gave it to
Lori, "Try this."

   She just looked at it.  "Uh!" Tried to hit her, but she stepped back.

   "Here," I took it.  Whispered, 'pick me up!'

   I just dropped the belt, and giggled.  It was like flying, but I knocked
off the hat.  "Hihin!  Now, I'm the pirate!" I put it on.

   "No, I did it!"

   "Well, I got the hat!" I ran, giggling.  She knocked it off, and put it
on.

   "Good." she buckled her belt back up.  "Very good."

   She's right, we don't play enough.  Real games, I like the sex a lot,
but maybe even boy games?  "Yeah, hihihn!  We need to play more boys
games!"

   "Pew pew!"

   "You missed!"

   "I'm Annie Oakley!"

   "Well, I'm." I stopped, "Hey, Molly?"

   "Yes, Lita?"

   "What's that other, gunslinger name?"

   "Pearl Heart."

   "Yeah!" I stuck my finger in my pocket.  "I like that name." It's
pretty. "Pewpew!"

   "Uh!" she clutched her chest, "Ye got me!" And fell down.

   "Hihihn!" I grabbed the hat.  "Now it's a cowboy hat!"

   "Hey, give that back!"

   "You have to catch me!"

   "Pew!" She chased me, "Pew!"

   "Hihin!  You missed!"

   ;

   Deloris (gf Sedu)

   She took us to her apartment.  Alita just passed out, from playing so
much.  Kids games, they're fun but.  "I guess I forgot she's a little kid."

   "Exactly."

   "You're not." She put her down, on the couch.

   "Lori," she backed up.  "What are you doing?"

   "Well, you're a lesbian, right?"

   "Yeah, but." She held my wrists.  "Huh!  I'm not a child molester."

   "Don't treat me like a child." I yanked my arms out.

   "You are,"

   "Yeah, but.  Uh!  I also have these grownup feelings, and.  She's
asleep, I don't want to molest her in her sleep, I know how, bad that is,
but."

   "You're horny." I nodded.  "Huh!  It's all right, you just have to
understand that, I'm just not attracted to little girls."

   "Me neither."

   "But." She looked over.

   "Uh!  I love her, and I do that, because I love her, and she needs it,
but I'm not.  Just like you said, I don't really like her body, and you're
so sexy!"

   She sat down.  Blushed at least.  "Huh!  I'm sorry, I know this must be
hard, but."

   "You have no idea what it's like having these grownup feelings in a
little girl body!"

   Alita, could sleep through the end of the world.  {;)}

   "I'm sorry.  I'm yelling, I didn't mean to yell at you, and I'm sorry."

   "It's all right, and that's good."

   "Feeling sorry?" I think she said that before?

   "No, well.  Huh!  That you can, realize that you're angry, and stopped
yourself."

   "Well, I didn't want to wake her up."

   "Yes, that means you're not a monster.  You love her, I see that, and
that's stronger than your anger.  You can control yourself, even when
you're horny, and frustrated, and that's a good sign."

   "Yeah?"

   "Yes, it's a very good sign.  But she loves you too.  So, I also don't
want to hurt her feelings."

   "You mean cheating on her, with you."

   "It's okay." She sat up.  "I think she's sexy too."

   "Why you little faker!"

   She giggled.  "I didn't.  Well, you woke me up, but then I wanted to
see."

   "If I'd cheat on you?"

   "No, if she would touch me in my sleep."

   "No, of course not."

   "See?  It was a test." She clapped, "You both passed!  Gold star." She
touched her, with an imaginary gold star.  "Come here," she clapped her
fingers.

   "I don't want a gold star."

   "I got something better for you." She sat back, and put her legs up.

   "See?" Scooched her underpants down.

   "Huh!  Go ahead.

   I love this.  To kiss her.  And hold her, playing with her, even crying
together, but I love this.

   It makes her feel so good.  It's really easy, I don't even have to think
about it, but she's watching.

   I think it's like a test, she wants to make sure I do it right.  I'm not
a bad person, I'm not like that, and I didn't lie.  I love her, so much,
but she isn't sexy.  She's 6.  It's hard to believe she even gets turned
on, but she tells me to do it.  I'm never like get down and let me kiss
your pussy, I don't mind when she wants it, but she does.  She needs it.

   I need it too, now.  That Molly, she really is, right now feels like the
sexiest person there is.  I feel a little guilty, thinking about her, while
I'm pleasuring Alita, but I can't help but hope.

   If I do this, good enough, maybe she'll let me.  "Uh!"

   "Don't stop."

   "Just," I twist my neck, "Huh!  Can you get up?" I turn around, put my
head back, on the couch.  She giggled and took her panties off her legs. 
"Snh!" She's really smelly now, but this way my neck doesn't get tired, and
I can really stick my tongue in there.

   "Hihihn!" She wiggles her butt on my face.  "Lickit!" Scoots back, so I
cover my teeth, I don't want to scrape her with them.

   She calls it her tooth.  It's soft, but if you hold her open, and pull
up the top.  She used her fingers, but just to pull it open, like Spok. 
So, I could feel it, it really does look like the tiny point of her tooth,
sticking out on the side, just breaking through her gums, and even white
with it pulled so tight the blood squishes out of it, so I can find it with
my tongue.

   "Hnhnhn!" I just hold it there, so she can hump on it real good. 
"Ihnmhmhm!" She let go, so I have to really dig it in there, but she's
really shaking now.  I can't even feel it, but she can.  I just wiggle it
really good and hard, and she's shaking like a leaf now.

   "Mmmmmmml!" Hum, that usually does it.

   "Eiiiiiihn!" She fell off, shaking, so I just held her up.  Her face,
looks so beautiful, smiling, her eyes closed, but so relaxed, and happy,
and still grinding on my shirt.  "Hih, hih hih hihhhhhn!" She sighs, and
opens her eyes.  Smiling, and lifts up to scoot down.  In my lap, and kiss
me.  Licking my lips, especially, because they taste like her, the best
taste there ever was is when she has an orgasm.  Like that.

   "Hhhhhh!" Iand it feels so good, I think my hair is just going to fall
out, but she just combs her fingers through it.  "Snhhhh!" Just the way I
like it, she knows that, because I told her.  This is the best.  This is
sex, the way it should feel, and smell, and taste like.

   "Huh."

   "Oh," I blinked.  "Hihin!  Forgot you're there."

   "Hehahuh, that's good."

   "Yeah?"

   "Yeah, that's very good, but.  You mind if I talk to Lita a little
while?"

   "Alone?"

   "No, you can stay if you like."

   "Can I use your bathroom?"

   "Of course," she pointed, "Straight back."

   I always have to pee, after sex.  And it's the best pee, it feels better
than just peeing, I love it.  Too.  I love all of it, I can't even say what
my favorite part is, but.

   "Hhhhhhhn!" This feels so good, too."

   ;

   Lita (fGg Mole?  IDFK.)

   "Did you have an orgasm?"

   "Mhm!" So good!

   "Um, what doesn that feel like?" She sniffed.  Not like sniff, just like
that, but took deep breaths in her nose.  "Snhhhhhh!" Closed her eyes. 
"Huhhhhhh!  If I didn't, why I would never believe it, if I didn't see it
myself."

   "Why not?"

   "You're too young, to have orgasms."

   "No I'm not.  She gets me off, every time."

   "In your head."

   "And in my heart, and." I look down.  "I don't know what it is.  My,
other heart?"

   "You have another heart?"

   "I don't know, I only feel it, when I have an orgasm.  My heart beats
really fast, and then I feel it.  It feels like another heartbeat. 
Inside." I rub my tummy, "Right here, but I can't feel it on the outside,
because it's in the inside."

   "Your cervix?"

   "What?"

   "Oh, I know what that is."

   "Oh!" good, Lori's back.  "I'm still horny."

   "Sometimes," she blushed, "I have to do it a bunch of times before she's
satisfied."

   "You can feel it, though?" She looks surprised.

   "Uh huh?"

   "It's the muscle, at the end of your vaginal cavity, between it and your
womb."

   "Yeah," sounds about right, "There.  And my eggs."

   "You can feel your eggs."

   "Sometimes.  They hurt, but sometimes they feel good."

   "Huh!  Well, I suppose there is another possibility, but you better sit
down, Lori."

   "Aren't you horny too?" She's really red, and "Snh?" Smells nice.

   "Yes, but I'm trying to get to the bottom of this."

   "Can you think," She picked up her hair, "Clearly, so turned on?" Kissed
it, and took a deep breath.  "Snhhhhh!" She can smell it too.  "Huh!  I
wish I could feel that.  And I want to.  Make you feel that good."

   "I don't think that's a very good idea."

   "No?" She kissed her neck.  "Well, smq, how do you feel about it?" Her
neck was really hot, too.  So I started kissing it too.

   "You don't, get orgasms?  Lori."

   "No, of course not.  Huh!  I just like to give them." She felt her boob,
through her shirt.  So, I felt the other one, with both my hands.  It was
so round, and soft, and.

   "Oh, all right."

   We giggled, and pulled her shirt up.  She's got boobs, real boobs, and I
never got to play with any before.

   "Huh!  I'm not made of stone, you know."

   "Where're you going?"

   "To bed." She took her shirt off, "There should be more room on my bed."
She took her bra off on the way.

   ;

   Molinja (FGg Troi)

   <Shutdown) I want to feel this, without the distraction.  I can have an
orgasm, almost at will, but I just saw a 6 year old have an orgasm, and
here I have an 8 year old, that got her off.

   "Huh!" Just dropped my pants, pulled my boots out of my shorts, and let
them hang off the bed.  Pulled the pillows down, and looked at the 2 little
girls, I'm letting into my bed.

   It's just, so incredible.  Unprecedented, I'll figure it out later, but
she's right.  I don't need to think about it right now, and I'm far too
aroused to anyhow.  It's just hard to get past how young they are, so close
my eyes, and try not to think about it.

   Yeah right.

   "Ooh!" Such tiny little hands.  "Mh, smq, lahl!"

   Okay, the sensation of my nipple in her mouth.  That helps a lot.

   "Huhhhh!"

   Her hands rubbing my thighs, spreading them while the naked little girl
giggles, and squirms around on my body.

   "Here," I turn over, on my side, hold her squirming firm curvy little
body, and just give into it.  Cradle my breast under my arm, and hold the
other one out.

   "Smq, woq!"

   "Oh!"

   "Snhhhh!  You smell delicious!" Behind me.  "Can I?"

   "Yes, please!"

   "Smq!" She just planted a kiss, right on the lips, and even her nose,
between my thigh, and buttock.  Dug deeper, so she could kiss deeper.  I
could feel her tongue, split me open, and slip back and forth between my
little lips.

   "Hhhh!" God, I don't have to tell her anything!  "Ohh, god!"

   "Hihihihn!" She's just so giggly, like a cherub, it's just fun.  Playful
sexual fun, and I suppose she doesn't really know what she's doing to my
breasts, but at this point, it doesn't matter what she does, it all feels
so wonderful.

   "Mlwlwlwlwlwl!" She turned her head, and I guess that's her shoulder
pressing down behind me.  I know that's her hands, feeling my hip, and my
back.  Tracing my spine with her fingertips, and slipping her tongue
through the folds of my vulva.

   "Oohhhh!" God, she's so good at it!

   "Sliph!" She licked her lips, so they were wetter, smiling, and slipping
her tongue back up, pushing the skin back with them tight over her teeth to
expose it again!  "Sphliphsip!"

   "Nh!" Just nodding, "Uh, hun!  Nh, you.  You can finger me.  Too?"

   "Mhm!" She rooted around again, "Slhpih!" And moved her chin to feel
inside.

   "Uh, fuck me.  Fingerfuck me, no.  3." Such little fingers.  "Nghuh! 
Yeah?" Just shaking my head, or it rolled around all on it's own.  "Mh,
heah!  Faster, Nahhhh!" She panted, but felt up with her thumb.  "HAHHHHN!"
I humped back, which just made her fingers move in me, but I couldn't stop,
"Nh neah, yeaAHHH!" So close!

   "HhiIHh!" Her thumb went into overdrive, I didn't even have to say it.
She could tell I was so close, but I tried to gasp, in another breath. 
"Nghh!  Snh ghaAH!" Just nodding desperately.  "Hihhhhhhn!" Relax.  "Huhhh,
huhhhh!" Finally, able to take a deep breath.  "Ahhhh." Fall back, and just
feel it.

   You know what?  She's right.  The little one, Alita.  I suppose that it
had been so long since I felt it, on my own, that I had forgotten, but I
felt the cervical spasms.  It was really, kinda sort of not entirely unlike
my heart, finally beating slower, deeper, as the orgasmic rush slowly
faded, and with it the spastic internal twitches died down leaving nothing
but the relieved wonderful feeling of the post-orgasmic glow.

   "Huhhhhh!" I blinked.  (Kickstart>

   I want to remember this.  Every detail, before the memory fades.  Dump
short-term memory as soon as the WORM comes online.

   "How was that?"

   "Amazing." I sat up.  "Huh!" I grabbed her face, and kissed her to taste
it, before I even thought about it.

   ;

   Deloris (t Mono NS Cont...  'inuity.}

   "I have to tell you something." Lita knows, but she's down for a nap. 
"Huh!  My name used to be Eustice," Before 'Ally's mom helped me change it.

   "Like," she looked up, "Narnia?"

   I nodded, "My mom never read them, hehi!  She thought it was a pretty
name, but she thought it was against God because magic."

   "Ironic, doncha think?"

   I nodded, "She, didn't believe me.  My mom, or her mom, until I cut them
off."

   "Your birth genitals."

   "My pee peas, and penis." I nodded.

   She sniffed, "Explains a lot."

   "So, I can't have sex, but I can give it." Why I keep my pants on.

   "You're a lesbian."

   "Finally," I laughed, "Someone who understands!"

   "Not my first rodeoCowboy, ~Ennis del Mar." I tilted my head.  "Never
mind, short story." she mutters to herself, "Hasn't even been written yet."
{"rodeoCowboy" uses the German compoundingGrammar, for instance
capitalizing the Noun.  Also, Paraphrasing.  Putting the Cowboy back in the
Rodeo.}

   I started crying, "I didn't know."

   "What?" she hugged my head.  "I wasn't supposed to look."

   "It's okay."

   "Snh, that wasn't an excuse."

   "How old were you?"

   "Snich?  Snh!  Six."

   "Well, you're too young to know anything but that you're a girl." I
nodded, "You're innocent, and a victim of sexism."

   She doesn't just understand, she helps me understand.  "Thank you." So
much.

   "Here here."

   ;

   {Well, so much for the Fantasy; If you enjoyed that, here's where you
might want to stop reading.

   In a bin full of sexual abuser's excuses, here's a rape where you can go
ahead, and blame the victim.}

   Euphrat (fdoM Assault/Rape.  With the caveat that the f is for Freitha.)

   "Hey, Ewfratt, right?"

   "Hhuh.  Eaphrot."

   "Like the porn-star?" You'd think I'd get that more often.

   "No, like the river, Euphrates.  Snaked it's way west of the Garden of
Eden, flowing from the root of the tree of knowledge." Or, in other words:
Eve, or Lilith.  Adam was the virginal tree of life, or in another word:
Tigris.

   I'm trying to turn over a new leaf here, but guys just can't seem to
stop following me.

   "Huh!  Pretty name."

   "Well, aren't you a charmer?"

   "So, you're going out with Sarah." Note to self, it's made it to the
grownups.

   "It's okay," he put his hand up, "Her sister's going out with my
daughter."

   "Lesbian fetishist." half a nod, "Got it." Walking away...

   "Well, I just thought you'd like to know you're not the only lesbian
couple in town."

   "Didn't think we were." Please put your hand on me.

   Shoulder will do.

   "NghAAH!" He arched over the hammer-lock.

   "Lesbian implies that I'm human.  Female, you like lesbians, man?"

   "Nh, ah!"

   "You like to watch?"

   He nodded, shuddering.

   "Nice belt." Noticed it when I turned around.  Didn't have to, just
side-stepped behind him.

   I'm not a Liggett.

   she's one of Me.

   Pulled the stud, jerked it off the tongue on the end to flap, swing
back, and slip right through the loops.

   VP!

   "Bondage?" I licked the side of his neck.

   "Nh!"

   "Maybe you just haven't met the right Guyl." I bit his earlobe.

   "Nhhh!  You're hurting me!"

   "You like pain?"

   "No, please!"

   'then don't make Me hurt you.'

   I finished rushing Keratin, and silica to my fingertips, because I
didn't bring a knife.  I don't have to, the epithelials came back.  "Nice
genes," khakis, actually.  I ran the glass edges of my nails up the back,
and parted them up his crack.  "You ever heard of Futanari?"

   "What?"

   "Well, you're in for a treat.  Bend over."

   "Ngh!" I held his wrists up in the Strappado position by the tongue.

   "I'm about to make you trisexual.  Relax, you might like it." My fly
open, I pushed down her panties, and let him roll out.  Of it's skin,
already slickened by the prejaculate, and a little drop fell from the end
as the tiny almost pointed head was exposed.  "If you don't relax, it just
HURT!"

   "Inh!" Girly little grunt.

   "More." I rubbed his back, up his spine, and caressed his neck.  Slowly
withdrew, so he could tighten down it's taper.  Sank in my nails, but just
enough to pull stripes out of his shirt.

   "IhHIN!"

   "Mihehahuhn!" I guess I was just born this way.

   ;

   {Not to say she's an only child, nor that he stopped after that "Little
Trigger." (This Year's Model.)

   This is partially autobiographical, I grew up in such a pervasive sexual
environment, but what happens after they grow up is fiction.  In roughly
chronological order, which is the reason for the split.  Between her
subconscious abuse, and her adult behavior because of it.  There were so
many characters shuffled around for contrast, between consent, overt abuse,
and covert abuse.  To illustrate the differences, and also a red herring.}

   ;

   Jill (Ss Cove Ince Porn)

   I'm not going to waste your time with excuses.  I was supposed to watch
her, my little sister while mom and dad were away at work.  Mostly through
the summer, when they had work, but we didn't have school.  I thought it
was a burden, until I discovered sex.

   Well, porno.  Our dad really liked the incest stuff, magazines with
names like Family Touch, and he looked at me.  Told me how I was growing
up, and all the boys must want me, as beautiful as I was.  All right out of
Family Touch, but I didn't like boys, I didn't really read the
father-daughter ones.

   I got a computer, for school.  I was a freshman, and while he was right,
the boys did want me, I was mostly happy just teasing them.  Then, I found
the Newsgroups.  They had stories too, and sometimes pictures, or links to
galleries.  Then I found a video.  My favorite, dad had movies, tapes, but
they were all adult.  Grownups, with boobs, and shaved pussies.

   I had what I want.  If I want to see boobs, I can just take my top off.
To play with them, they're right there, but I set up my laptop on my
headboard, and watched the best one I could find.  A mother, and daughter,
but I was 12, when Kari was born.  I had a babydoll, but she was real.  She
cried for real, and drank a bottle for real, and wet her diapers for real.

   I knew about lesbians, read about lesbian twins in dad's paperbacks, but
I'd never seen this before.  A woman, said she was her mother, but where
else did she get a baby from?  Maybe she was just lucky enough to have a
sister, so young.  "Hnh!" She's fat, and ugly, and I don't even care how
saggy her tits are.  There milky, and drip a little, and then she takes her
diaper off to suck her baby.

   "Nhmhnnnn!" I just fell back, uncrossed my legs, and felt the wonderful
twitches.  My knees shake, and the incredible feeling in my head.  "Mrh!"
Grinning, I wiped my forehead, which ment I could smell my fingers.  Taste
it, my cum on them, and wipe some more out, to lick off my fingers.

   "Huh!" She's still out, so I took a shower real quick, before she woke
up.

   Or, so I thought, but I came back.  Drying my hair, and stopped.

   She must have figured out how to restart it.  The video, or did I just
leave it on?  How could I be so stupid?  But she just sat there.  In her
diaper, on my bed, but she had her back to me.  All I could see was the
back of her head, and the cute swirl of tiny little hairs.

   She wasn't even 2 years old yet, how she managed to climb up on my bed
in the first place, but she could barely walk.  But there I was, in nothing
but a towel, watching my sister discover porn.

   Not just porn, dirty mommy porn.  I didn't even watch the whole thing,
before I got off.  Just a quicky, I had thought, before she wakes up.  I
was satisfied, but now the baby had pooped, and was playing with it.  So,
her mommy got up, and squatted, to shit on her.  All over her, and she's
really a fat hairy disgusting momma.

   It's a turnoff, it turned me off, really.  I guess I felt sexier in
comparison, because I'm not fat, and old, and I don't have to shit all over
my baby to get turned on.  The movie ended, the little girl just played
with it, all of it.  The pee, and baby poop, and mama poop, and milk
squirted over it so it all mixed together like fudge swirl ice cream.

   I couldn't smell it, there wasn't even sound on that video, but then it
was over.  She fell, off the bed climbing down, so I had to come in, and
bounce her until she stopped crying.  Then, I went on with babysitting,
like it didn't happen.  Well, it did and all I could think about is what
must be going through her little head, watching that?

   "Huh!" Then, she filled her diaper.  It wasn't just wet, it stank.  Such
a turnoff, which kind of makes me wonder how that disgusting old lady ever
even got into that, but I cleaned her up.  Fixed her up with a clean
diaper, and then I got on Newsgroups again.

   It's okay, she can't read, but that was kind of hot.  Reading nasty
stories, with her right there, playing in a clean diaper.  Just sitting on
it, dry, but you know, how it bunches up between her legs?  What's that
feel like?  I don't know, I got out of incest a little while, just to look
around, and see what else they got.

   Well, at the top of the list is Animals.  Starts with an A, and that's
gross.  Right?  "Well," so was that mommy baby one, but, they sure have a
whole lot more pictures.  And I bet more videos too.  Lots and lots of
stories, though.

   "The cow says, moooo!"

   Well, apparently Arctic Foxes say "Yiff yiff!  Hihihinim!" It was funny,
and silly, and childish, but.  I picked her up, and got the laptop.  It was
mostly dogs, with some horses, but if you search long enough you could find
goats, pigs, sheared sheep, and even this one, um.  African Sex Safari, I
think it was called.

   Incredibly racist, the story went on and on about different kinds of
niggers, but there was plenty of action in the pictures.  So, I just
scrolled down to them.  This was back in the 90s, the images took a while
to load, and even then were gritty with pic-cells, but you could see. 
Elephant Cock, and just a bare tittied woman with a red checked tablecloth
it looked like, wrapped around her waist.  Standing there, like a proud
fisherman, to show how massive that member truly was.

   Mostly Newsgroups, until I found the websites.  Undergraund, that's how
they spelled it, and ch!ll, I guess so the FBI doesn't find it, and I
thought about.  Well, taking pictures, and sending them in.  I had no idea
how to develop film, much less where to send it, but that was a hot
fantasy. It turned me on, got me off, all those sick perverts, watching me
play with my little sister, and myself.

   I didn't, we stopped when she started to talk.  I felt for sure she'd
say something, not tell, but a girl that young can't keep a secret.  All it
would take would be her blurting out "Cock!" then our mom asking her were
she heard that.  Where she saw it, and skinny Brazilian girls sucking off a
donkey.  Covered in donkey cum.

   Then about how I touched her.  "Huh!" I did,it was, well over a summer,
but then she potty trained, and started playing with it.  The pee, and poo,
mom tried to stop her, but I had to clean her up.  I didn't stop, touching
her when I got her clean.  I got dirty with her, and kissed her between her
legs, got off fingering with her squirming and giggling on my face, then
forgot about it.

   Until she came to live with me.  Mom and dad kicked her out, because she
got pregnant, that's a nice thing to do to a pregnant girl, but she had no
where else to go, so she came over to my place, with her boyfriend.  I
guess I felt guilty, remembering all that I did, when I was 12, or 13.  Her
age, so why do you think she turned out like that?

   That's why I don't make excuses, there are none.

   ;

   Admin (Fm NS)

   "Why do you look at porn so much?"

   It's just Torre', my sister's boyfriend.  I closed the Administrative
window.

   "For work."

   "I thought you was a web developer."

   "Yes, if you haven't heard, there's porn on the internet, and they need
people to Administrate it." Little shit stain, she certainly didn't get her
taste in men from me.

   "Yeah, but animals?"

   "Yes, animals." I just want to smack him.  "You find a job yet?  Well, I
did, it pays very well, so I can afford for my sister to stay here, with
me." And her little shit of a baby daddy.

   "Yeah, well it's sick."

   "Yeah?" I called after him, "Well there's also a lot of sick fucks on
the internet!" If you haven't heard, that's where the money is.  Like he
would ever see a decent paycheck in his entire worthless life!

   I slammed my office door.  Unfortunately, there's also a lot of popups,
and redirects.  We have a deal with Livejasmin, but the rest, they don't
pay to advertise on Luxure TV.  So I have to root out their Trojans, and
fix the links.  Coding, boring, but getting judged by some Dego with barely
a hair on his lip isn't helping me concentrate.

   Bad enough I have to listen to them fuck in their room while I'm trying
to sleep, but at least the redirects come through with something I can use.
"Huh!" So, I locked the door, and got out my laptop.  Mostly, the redirects
are for things they can't advertise, legally.

   So, they fish, most of our viewers might not be looking for Brazilian
Zoo Bloopers, but every once in a while, they get a hit.  I just have to
clear those out before the FBI sees it, and shuts us down.  I don't have to
save the IPs, on my laptop, which isn't susceptible to their Malware
because they don't write it for Amiga.  [Chow Chows Down]

   "Hh," just get off quick, to get rid of the stress, so I can
concentrate. Put on the headphones, so I can hear her sputtering, as well
as see her fat little body drenched with piss, and dog cum.  Hear him
panting, "Huh huh huh!" loud in my ear, and hear the wet sloppy laps over
her giggles.

   Then, he lost it.  Shaking her squeeling like a ragdoll.

   "Ngh!" they tried to pull him off, but it was too late.  "Mh!" They
couldn't save her, just dragged the dog off, still panting, red erection
still wagging under him, but they turned away from her filthy broken bloody
body.

   "Nghhhhhhh!"

   Relax.

   "Hhhhhhh!" Now I can think.  Obviously, they just wanted to get their
little girl into doggy porn, but it all went wrong.  Ask me why that gets
me off, it was horrible, the mother's cry of shock triggering me, then
sobbing in Portuguese while the spasms just carried me away...  "Huh!" When
I got so pissed off, I knew.  Nothing else would do.  I didn't need nice
clean bathtime with mommy porn.  "Huh!" I wiped off my hands, and brought
the site back up.  Logged in, and checked for recent messages.

   Nothing, so I can go back to the redirect Trojan I was tracking.

   {Incidentally, these were real movies, I remember from real underground
sites you can't find any more.  Even if you could, I wouldn't tell you
where.  Brazilian Zoo Bloopers is completely fictitious, but not unlike
real sites which used to exist, and advertise through popups before the FBI
cracked down, some time in the 00s.}

   ;

   Karin

   She had the headphones on, and I ment to say something about her,
closing the door when she takes a break, but.

   I know what she does, for a living.  She doesn't make it, she doesn't
even distribute it, but she basically runs security on a porn site.

   And occasionally takes a break, to play with herself, watching animal
porn.

   Okay, I can't say I'm not without my kinks, but horses just don't do it
for me.  I have to think it's the cock.  Especially with how little that
girl is.  Naked, is she even out of diapers yet?  Well, obviously she is,
tall enough to reach the udders, and even squeeze them in her hand, but she
mostly missed her mouth.

   Dark, mulatto I think, and I just have to stop feeling my tummy.  She
settled down, but that part.  Okay, I didn't get it when the adult hands,
held up the enormous cock like a fire hose, and sprayed her down with piss,
but once they got to the cow.

   They didn't make her do it.  Someone was obviously holding the camera,
but she just toddled right up, grabbed a couple, and squirted fresh hot
milk, all over her.  In her mouth, but all over her face, so it ran off her
chin, over her flat little chest, and dripped down her fat full tummy.

   "Uh!" I looked away.  It was, an accident, I just wasn't expecting it.
To kick her, it just took a step, but she's a cow.  And she was a little
girl.

   "Nghhhhhhh!"

   How can she get off on that?  A precious little girl, just playing,
laughing, then getting crushed under a hoof like that?

   I felt up to my tummy again, but sometimes she scares me.

   "Huh?" She saw me.  "I told you, I have to watch the videos, to see if
we can use them." When the screen went black, I could even see the
reflection of my arms, over my mouth.

   "Yeah, but you got off on it!"

   "So?  It's porn, people frig off to porn, you know."

   "Yes, but getting off to little girls getting killed is sick, and it
scares me!" I rubbed my arm.

   "What's this?" She pulled up my sleeve.

   "Nothing?" I pulled it down.

   "Does he grab you like this?"

   "AH!" I couldn't pull it out, it hurt too much.

   "When he's drunk?  When he gets you drunk?"

   "It's just a little rough sex." I rubbed it, gently.

   "Yeah, well this is my house, and he's out of here!  You want to leave
too?  Go back to dad, I'm sure he'll welcome you with open arms!"

   "Nhihihm!" I just fell down, on the floor, sobbing.

   "That little girl was already dead.  I didn't kill her, you saw for
yourself that was an accident.  They caught it on video, and yeah, I got
off on it, but you're 13, and you're pregnant." She just held me, on the
floor, but then I felt her.  Hand, on my tummy.  "This one, isn't even born
yet, and you're drinking.  You know what foetal alcohol syndrome is?  Well,
what you're doing is killing it, before it's even born, or worse, making
sure it's born fucked up, and retarded.  You want to see pictures?  I've
got the link bookmarked, and entire site devoted to FAS, and another for
battered women."

   "He molested me!" I just sobbed.

   She didn't ask, just petted my hair, and let me cry.

   "I know." She hugged me, and cried with me.

   "Because he did it to you too?"

   "Dad?" I nodded.  "No." She kissed the back of my head.  "Because I'm
not his daughter."

   She's really my step sister.  Her father left, when mom got pregnant,
and then she met my dad.  We just cried together, like that, for a long
long time.

   "The boys did."

   I nodded.  They didn't just touch her.  Look at her, she was the oldest,
but there were 3 of them.  When Billy grew up, he was even bigger then her,
but he hurt her.  Bad, so she left.  She left me, in that house, I really
got a boyfriend so they would stop.

   Thank god Billy left too.  He followed her, she had to send him to jail,
but the boys still peeped on me.  Touched me, and tried to talk me into
having sex.  Showed me Family Touch, [The family the Plays Together, Stays
Together.] Yeah, well they lied about that too.  Just like the twins that
got off to gushing orgasms playing lesbian for their daddy to take pictures
of.

   That's not normal.  It's a lie.  So yeah, we're a bit fucked up.  I like
rough sex, and boys that hurt me, because Billy didn't molest my sister, he
raped her.  She ran away to get an abortion, and so he'd stop raping her.
If he didn't follow her, and get arrested, then he probably would have rape
me instead, but I "Just" got molested by my brothers.

   ;

   Jill (FG Ince.  G signifies that she's more developed from her pregnancy
than puberty, because she started that first, when she was 12.  That does
things to your body, and the baby.)

   So, I wish I could say this wasn't my fantasy.  The one I tried to drive
out with the sickest images I could find because it doesn't feel sick. 
This, incest.  Not just any incest, but this felt just like my first love
came back to me.  I left her, she went out to the world, came back scarred,
scared, and pregnant, and now she was in my arms again.

   She just looked up, when i touched her breast.  She didn't say anything,
just sniffed, and looked so beautiful with her cheeks wet with tears.  She
closed her eyes when I kissed her, and it was the one thing in my whole
fucked up life that didn't feel wrong.

   The kiss, it should have.  I'd been looking for, that storybook, romance
princess kiss that takes your breath away, and makes your heart beat out of
your chest for my whole life.  For once, it was the first place I looked.
My sister, all right my half sister, and I do love her, so much I just
can't bury it under an orgy of zooporn bloopers.  Toddler snuff, I can't
find anything sicker than that, and I know sick.

   This just doesn't feel sick.  It feels right, it's so wrong, but it
never felt like anything but love.  I love her, my first love, my sister,
the love of my life.

   And I will be Damned if I just sit back, and let her destroy her life.

   "Snh?" I wiped away her tears.  "Feel better?" She nodded, and reached
up to my face.  I closed my eyes, just to feel her thumbs wipe away my
tears.

   "Yeah." Just a quick kiss.

   I don't care how wrong it is.  In fact, I never did.

   You happy dad?  Yeah, well fuck you.  You'll never know that your nasty
little plan actually worked.

   "Come on." I helped her up.

   "Where we going?" She looked at my bedroom door, as I led her past it.

   "Rehab."

   ;

   Viewer

   "OMG, yes!" Finally?  It seems like I've been looking my whole life, but
at last I found 1, video, anywhere on the internet with what I like.

   It started as a walk, with a stroller, just looking around at birds, and
stuff.  A little bouncy, and the stroller bounced down the trail, or
whatever.  So, I fast forwarded it, the guy at the shop said "This is the
real deal." when he handed it over.  After I gave him the money, but it
better be worth every penny of that 5 grand.

   "Mommy," she stopped, and looked down to see the chubby little arm
pointing.  "Doggy doody."

   "Looked like a stray, or at least a filthy mutt.  Not so much a breed,
but a random mashup of grey, brown, and what might be white under all that
dirt, pinching off a dogpile.

   Don't ask me what lets a mother take her daughter to play with something
like that, but the camera just followed the mutt, stopping to water a tree,
then the camera shook, and rattled around.  I could her yelps, but it was a
little while before she put it down.

   On the ground, pointed right behind the dog.  And her hand, holding back
the red dick, so tight it looked like it bulged in her fingers, but I know
from watching similar videos they're just shaped like that.  And her
daughter, held up, sitting, that's not a toddler.

   Not at all, that's a baby, sucking the tip of a doggy dick, right after
pissing.

   I just paused it until I could open my eyes, and catch my breath.

   "Whew!" Moving right along, he got away, but thankfully she just turned
off the camera.  The last thing we saw was his tail tucked, kicking as fast
as it could before she picked it up.  The screen went dark, then came back
on at home.

   Like a home movie, nice apartment?  I'd seen before, but still. 
Tasteful modern, nice furniture, and child safe.

   A little older?  I can tell these aren't one right after the other, but
she sits down.  Head off camera, with the long back of the couch folded
down so it's like just a chair on the end.

   Topless, holding the baby to nurse while she took off her diaper.  I was
still glowing from the doggy part, so I just relaxed, and slowly traced
circles around the top of my happy cunt.  For now, but this was slow gentle
molestation, while nursing.  Kind of wish I could see her face, not so much
if she's pretty or not as her expression.  How does she look, when she's
doing that?

   I can't see her fat little tot twat with her fingers in the way, but I'm
just staying horny, in anticipation of the satisfaction yet to cum.

   "Huh!" I fast forwarded a little.

   "Oh!" Ran it back.

   She kept suckling a little while, then.  'snh,' sighed, through her
nose. Right on mommy's tit, it took a moment for it to trickle out between
her fingers, but that's why she moved then.  Cupped some, but I got up,
close to the screen to see the blocky dots on her soft looking pale pissing
little cunt, and the trickle shrink, drooping until it was just her wet fat
little lips, shiny with piss, and wrinkled a little.

   "Smq!  Huh!" She lay back, and little drops dripped from her knuckles,
pouring it over her naked tummy, chest, and yes even face.  She squeezed
her eyes, and mouth shut, "Mn!" and struggles a little, then took a breath
when it stopped, but mommy was holding her hand up.  Too high to see, just
hear her lick, and suck at the pissy hand.

   "Mh huh, slask!  Smwoop!" Then feeling her, massaging the urin into her
soft young baby skin, and holding up her pinky to suckle a moment.  Then
laying down on the couch.  Holding her up to wiggle, and giggle on her
face, only stopping to gasp in another breath, and "PHfhfhfhft!" Blowing a
fart between her sruggling legs.

   "eineihin!" The cutest baby laughter, not even a giggle, I can't
describe it, but she loves this, and her mother.  God, I just want to dive
on that couch/chair/bed/futon thing with them, and roll around in the pee,
but.  "Now, mommy has to potty!"

   She took the camera, in the bathtub, and folded up a towel to tuck
behind it.  Frowning, and looking at the screen on the side, I have to
assume.  Fortunately not long, but the adorable little one just looked up,
at Mommy.  Finally looking down, and squeezing her beautiful full bosoms
together, and holding herself open so it came out almost a decent stream.

   ptptptpt!  On her tummy, I could hear it on her tummy, then she made
that face, holding her breath, and struggling to put her hands up.  Blindly
as mommy got up.  On her knees so it shot over, a moment, then pointed down
on her face.  Then started droopong down.

   'eiehihn!'

   She giggled!  As soon as she could breathe again, she truly loves golden
showers with mommy, and I'm in love.

   "Nhnhn!" But so close, my fingers are going into overdrive again.  I
just pause it, with all the wiggling, and giggling with the clear drops
dripping down, and splashing all over her.  Her hand, turning to stroke,
and grope her wet tummy, and especially that last giggle when mommy peed
all over her.

   "Huhhhhn!"

   ;

   Karin

   "My name is Karin Conrad, and I am an alcoholic."

   "Hello, Karin."

   "HhHhH!" I rubbed my arm, "It's been 2 weeks, since I had a drink.  I
was, in an abusive relationship.  He drank, and told me it was just rough
sex, but.  I guess I just started drinking, to dull the pain."

   "How old are you!?" I tried to relax my shoulders.

   "We're not here to judge, we're here to help."

   "Well, just look at her, she's obviously a slut who wants us to feel
sorry for her."

   "That's Enough!  Get out, if you don't want to get any better, fine, but
I can't have you interfering with someone else's recovery."

   "Nhmhmhmhm!" You'd think I'd cried enough to get better at it.

   "We'll pick up with the next meeting, come on." She led me off to her
office, "I am so sorry about that."

   "It wasn't your fault."

   "You have to understand, that addicts."

   "Men."

   "Excuse me?"

   "I understand men.  You understand addicts?"

   "Yes, but you're only 13."

   "Yeah?" I rubbed my tummy, "Well, that wasn't John being an addict. 
That was John being an asshole.  They don't have 12 steps for that.  At
least he doesn't have to be a drunk asshole.  My boyfriend beat me.  Beat
the hell out of me, and you know why I went back to him?"

   "No?"

   "Me neither.  I was hoping you could help with that, being an expert in
addiction, and all."

   "I'm just a sponsor," she pulled up her rolladex, "But I know some
therapists, you might want to speak to."

   ;

   Viewer

   "Oh!" Now she's pregnant, too.  "Huh!" rub my tummy a little,
expectantly, but now her daughter's toddling along, and still likes walks
in the stroller.  Must have been a pretty uneventful one, because she just
hung it up by the door.

   She didn't just leave the camera on, pointed at the front door.  Unless
it got up, on it's own, and walked over while mommy took off her coat, knit
cap, and booties.

   "Oh." Mommy got a, girlfriend?  Sitter?  Maybe a combination of the two,
pointed down all I could make out was a pink checked skirt, and matching
tank-top, but apparently there's snow on the ground, and in the foyeur.

   Mommy left, and then the camera came back, leading the little girl who
one could say qualified as a toddler.  Maybe 2-3 yo?  The same apartment?
Maybe another in the same complex?  Hard to tell from the foyeur, and the
furniture, but it had obviously been a year or two.

   Big screen TV, though.  Cartoon, why anyone would watch cartoons with a
camera on it is beyond me, but then it looks over, and the little one is
out.  On the end of the couch, folded down, but when she looks back, her
knees are up, and skirt flops down.  Okay, where's the childporn?

   I ask, because she hadn't picked up the remote yet.  She even focused on
the screen, I suppose as a crude way of copying it, but it's a bathroom
scene.  Different little girl, older, didn't sound like the same mom, but
pottying on the big toilet.  So, mommy, or sitter has to hold her up, legs
wide to tinkle, then make a face, and Poot!

   "NGH!" Right next to the camera, and fapping too.  Not real fast yet,
but I know the sound of 1 hand clapping, make that two.

   "Now, bathtime!"

   "Ngh!" Tickles her little tummy, while the water runs up to her feet,
then the back of the tub, over her legs, and tummy.

   "I love you," she picked up the camera, "So much, sweety!"

   She struggled, in the water.  While mommy held her down, but she held
the camera.  Mostly on her face, but broken up by the surface of the water.
Rippling from her struggles, until they went away.

   "Ngh!  hhhhhhhhhhh!" Just a relaxed sigh.

   On the TV, the mommy let go, of her tiny chest, and chucked her chin. 
To close her mouth, then felt up her face, and closed her eyes.  A tiny
bubble escaped her nose, and rolled to the surface, then the screen went
dark.  But there was some breathless panting, next to the camera.

   Then it turned to the baby, sitting up, and watching.

   She explained that baby went "byebye, because mommy doesn't love her any
more."

   ;

   Jill

   It was supposed to be the happiest day of my life, when my sister came
home from the hospital, but it wasn't at all like I dreamed.

   Because of a broken heart, quite literally.  The first sign was: "Why is
she that color?"

   "She has a hole, in the middle of her heart, so the blood mixes up when
it beats." Other signs, other then being a preemie was her tiny head.  Even
for a preemie, she was tiny, skinny, and sickly, but even for her size, her
head looked squished.  To a point, and her face didn't look quite right.

   I read about it, FAS, but that did little to prepare me for seeing my
niece.  Tiny eyes, that bulged under the lids.  Wrinkles in the corner, and
a nose that didn't, look big enough.  Just a little wrong, can't really say
exactly why but her nose, makes me feel a little uneasy if I look at it too
long, and half a lip.  Her top lip, is a little too thin, maybe the
opposite of a hairlip, but flat under her nose, and then there's the dark
bluish tint to her skin.

   "A face only a mother could love." I hugged her.

   "Huh!" She shook her head, looked up nursing in the back seat.  "I
don't. I can't, I tried, but whenever I look at her, it just breaks my
heart."

   She cried, and I held her, but then she was done, put her in the car
seat, which looked huge with this tiny, horrible little thing curled up,
and inexplicably breathing.

   She did this to her, and that means 3 broken hearts.  She drank, and now
her child is a freak.  Retarded, doesn't even have a full brain.  I wish I
could say she was lucky to survive, but she isn't.

   I was, a little happy to have her back, but it wasn't anything like I
had hoped.

   We took her in, and cried some more, in the living room.  It was
beautiful, but bittersweet.  Then she did it.  I support her decision, and
she's right.  It was a mercy, and she did it as gently and loving as we
could, considering the circumstances.

   She smothered it, we can't even call it a her, in her shirt.  She would
only have suffered the rest of her life.  We called the police, and left
her face down in the crib.  The only time we ever used it, to show the
police how the blanket was bunched up in front of her face.  Her tiny, dead
arm, I told them, I only touched her to check, but she was already cold.

   It was truly the right thing to do.  It didn't even have a name.

   {You ever read Family Touch?  Look it up, I know where there's a copy of
the 1991 issue I remember from my childhood.  Well, let me tell you, it's
not like that.  The way it is in the pornos, incest, or any of that. 
Lesbians, you have any idea just how much you have wrong about lesbians
from porn, and pop culture?  Well, I'm here to tell you, but I can't always
make it sexy.}

   ;