To more fully enjoy this story in living, breathing HTML, please visit our website at: /~vivian Now offering over 140,000 words of pure prurience! -------------------------------------------------------- PED XING by Vivian Darkbloom "PED XING" read the sign. Our automobile ground to a halt before the massive strips of paint stretching across the roadway, two horizontal bars delineating right-of-way. Tiffany sat next to me in the passenger seat as we watched from the right, an older man with an 11-year old girl cross in front of us, followed by an even older man and a 8-year old girl, then from the left an absurdly ridiculously old man accompanied by an assortment of girls ranging in ages from 4 to fourteen. As we drove on, the crossers having crossed, Tiffany's expression of puzzlement fermented, bubbled, and boiled over. "What is it child? Speak," I said, "and let your wise Auntie Viv answer the question that so vexingly troubles your brilliant and curious young mind." "The sign said PED XING?" she queried. "Yes," I replied. "And I saw the PEDophiles," she continued. "Yes," I replied. "But they didn't seem to be doing anything rated X. X-ing would obviously be short for `SEX-ing' or some other form of X-rated activity, but all they did was walk around a bit. Very disappointing. If they're going to tease you on with a road sign that clearly indicates you're going to see a bit of action, they should at least make sure someone is ready to put out first." "Silly girl," I chuckled. "They're waiting for X-mas." _______________________________________________________ For more stories, please visit our site: /~vivian