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 The Desk Clerk Gambler's Special

   Wizard



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   I work on the overnight shift at the Dirigible Hotel in Watermelon
Mountain, Idaho.

   All that may give you a false impression because there are no dirigibles
in Watermelon Mountain and, as far as I can tell, never have been.  And
they don't grow Watermelons in Watermelon Mountain either.  And I really
don't work.

   The secret is, I own the place.  Though nobody else knows it, not even
the manager.  A few years ago I really worked here.  Then I was visiting my
sister in Eugene, Oregon, and bought a lottery ticket.  A winning lottery
ticket.  I kind of liked this place, so I bought it.  I used a company name
and a lawyer and the rest is history.

   Now I work the night shift.

   Why, you may ask, does he work at all if he has all that money?  Well, I
like people, and this is a great way to meet them.  I sit around the hotel
for eight hours and do about twenty minutes of work a night on the books,
so the rest of the night I do whatever I want, mostly play on the internet.

   But I meet some interesting people and get into some interesting
situations.  I think the best part is nobody around here realizes that I
have money.  After all, I have a job.  So, nobody hits me up for big
donations to every charity drive around.  That doesn't mean I'm stingy, but
this way I can look around and decide where the money would be best used. I
gave the town a new little league field last year and even bought a new
house for a family with six kids who got burned out of their old one. 
Anonymously, of course.

   In this job, I have some great stories I could tell you.  There were the
three coeds from Idaho State who came in bombed out of their minds one
night.  But that's a different story.  This is about the Gambler's Special.
It's a regular at the hotel, but it's not in any of the literature, you
have to know someone who knows someone.

   Chapter I The Night Shift

   It all started last Summer.  I came in a little before eleven on
Wednesday night as usual.  I work eleven to seven.  To the rest of the
world it was Wednesday, but to me it was Friday, and I was looking forward
to my weekend.  I'm not really sure why, but it's always nice.

   Ginny, the swing desk clerk briefed me about what was going on.  The
only problem we had was `Mr.  Johnson'.  Not his real name of course.  I'm
not going to ruin a good thing by letting you in on it.

   Mr.  Johnson and his kids had been there for two days.  The problem was
that Mr.  Johnson had only paid for the first day and was supposed to pay
for the second this afternoon, but hadn't come by.  I told Ginny that I
would take care of it.

   Mr.  Johnson owed us seventy-nine dollars plus tax for the room and
fourteen dollars in phone calls.  Now, I'm not a ogre.  I was just going to
gently remind him that he needed to pay.  I used the computer to change his
electronic key code so that he'd have to come by the desk.  Then I put the
`Desk clerk will be back in a minute' sign on the counter and went to close
the pool.

   The pool is supposed to close at ten thirty, but Ginny had said the kids
were having a good time and she didn't have the heart.  The pool complex is
great.  The pool itself is sixty feet long, almost twice as long as most
hotel pools, with a big slide and two diving boards.  We also have a
ten-foot kiddies pool and a ten-person hot tub as well.  There's an
exercise room with weight set, stationary bikes, and treadmill.  And a
sauna.  Just our pool alone gets us a lot of repeat family business.

   When I got to the pool there were seven kids still swimming.  A girl
about sixteen with a string bikini that showed off her assets so well that
my balls started to ache.  Three boys about twelve who kept checking out
the girl, and who could blame them.  And the Johnson kids.

   There were three of them, all girls: a blond about twelve or thirteen, a
dark brunette about ten, and a strawberry blond about eight.  I'm very good
with ages so I knew I was close.  I watched them all play for a couple of
minutes and then told them I was closing the pool.  There were a lot of
noises of disappointment, but they all got out and left.  The teenage girl
was first, with the boys close behind her, watching the sway of hips just
barely covered by the fabric of her bikini.

   The Johnson kids were toweling off as I walked around picking up used
towels and trash, so I had a chance to talk to them.

   "Are you kids having fun?" I asked to start the ball rolling.

   "Yeah, the motel is great," the brunette said.

   "What else have you done?"

   "Nothing.  Just hung around the motel, waiting for Dad," the older girl
said.

   "Where's Dad?" I asked.

   "At the casino," the brunette told me with a sigh.

   We had a brand new Indian casino just outside of town.

   "Is he working there?" I asked, hoping.

   "I wish," the oldest girl said.  The story came out in bits and pieces,
and I can't say I was surprised.  Dad was a lawyer, and Mom had left eight
years before.  The family lived in Boise, and Dad liked to gamble.  He used
to fly to Vegas on the weekends, leaving the kids with friends, but since
the new casino opened here, he packed them all up, telling them that it was
a family vacation, and came here.  He left them a few dollars to eat at the
Denny's across the street, and they hadn't seen him since.

   I did good on the ages.  The oldest girl was Alison, and she was twelve,
The brunette was Johnnie, and she was ten, and the youngest was Danielle,
Dani, who was eight.

   I noticed they all looked hungry.  It took a bit of convincing, but I
finally got them to tell me that they'd run out of money after breakfast
that morning.  I convinced them to come to the desk for a minute, saying
that I had some candy bars.  I know, strangers and candy, but it worked. 
The kids went up to their room and changed clothes, then were going to meet
me in the lobby.

   I had to rush back to the desk and re-code their door so they could get
in.

   They came down a few minutes later in jeans and t-shirts.  I noticed
that Alison wasn't wearing a bra, not that she needed one.

   In the lobby we had a giant fish tank.  It was eight feet long and six
feet deep, and years ago somebody had started a tradition of throwing
change in for luck.  As I dug through my gym bag looking for candy bars, I
asked, "Have you guys entered the contest yet?"

   "What contest?" Johnnie wanted to know.

   "The fish tank contest," I said, coming up with a Three Musketeers, a
Snickers, and a Fast Break bar which I doled out.

   "What contest?" Johnnie repeated.

   "Guess how much change is in the bottom of the tank and win a prize," I
told her.  "There's a sign right there," I added pointing, then apparently
noticed that the sign had fallen down behind the tank.  "Oh it fell down,
I'll have to fix it later." The sign actually said that we had donated
$5,612.41 last year to the children's wing of the hospital from the change
collected and it was always falling down.

   Alison looked at the tank and said, "twenty-four dollars and eighteen
cents."

   Johnnie guessed, "sixteen dollars and forty cents."

   Then Dani said, "Twelve dollars and ninety-three cents."

   I looked at her.  "Ginny told you," I accused.

   She shook her head.

   "If Ginny didn't tell you, then how'd you know?"

   "I guessed," she said proudly.

   "Are you sure?"

   She nodded again.

   "I guess you win," I said, trying to sound reluctant.  "We were hoping
to run the contest the rest of the week.  You won dinner for four at
Denny's.  Just go over and tell the waitress that you won the fish tank
contest and she'll fix you up." Dani's eyes grew wide and Johnnie started
licking her lips.  Alison looked unsure, but finally led her younger
siblings toward the lobby door.

   As soon as they were outside, I called the restaurant.  I had the number
on speed dial.  I told Derek, the night manager, to stuff the kids full,
and I'd pay him later.  He chuckled, but agreed.  Just as I hung up the
phone, Alison came back in.  I could see Johnnie and Dani waiting on the
sidewalk.

   "You're a nice man," she told me, "but not very sneaky." She leaned
across the counter and kissed me on the cheek, then hurried back to her
sisters.  It gave me a warm feeling inside to help a bunch of kids.

   About fifteen minutes later Johnson came down, looking for the kids. 
His face was drawn, and he hadn't shaved in a couple of days.  As bloodshot
as his eyes were, I was amazed that he could see the kids were missing.  I
told him that the kids were having dinner, and he nodded as if pre-teens
having dinner by themselves at almost midnite was perfectly normal.

   I pulled up his account on the computer.  "Mr.  Johnson, we need to get
you paid for tonight."

   "You forgot." I added charitably.

   He hemmed and hawed, and I knew he was bust.  "Haven't got it on me at
the moment.  I can get you in the morning," he offered.

   "I did that once, and the boss chewed me up one side and down the
other," I told him.  It's great having someone to blame things on.

   "I'm good for it," he told me indignantly.  "I'm a lawyer, for God's
sake."

   I could have rubbed salt in the wound by telling him that being an
attorney was not an advertisement for honesty or trust.  "Sorry, hotel
policy.  We can put it on your card if you like," I offered.  If he had a
card that wasn't maxed out, I'd give him the room, I silently bet myself.

   "All I've got with me is a company card and I can't use that," he said.
He considered, then said, "Look, you look like a decent guy.  I had some
bad luck at the casino.  If you loan me a hundred, I can get even and then
some.  I'll split the winnings with you."

   `Like that's going to happen,' I thought.  `Might as well offer to sell
me your car or your kids.'

   I have a nasty mind, I admit it.

   Once that thought went through my head, it stuck.  I pictured the kids.
Alison had worn a bikini.  Not as small as the teenaged girl's, but small
enough to show off her just-starting-to-develop body.  She'd had tits that
were little more than swellings and a firm tight ass.  Dani had no shape at
all, but that could be fun too.  Johnnie was in the middle with just the
hint of things to come.

   I pulled up a word processor on the computer and started typing.  "Tell
you what I'll do.  If you want to rent me your oldest daughter, I'll pay
your hotel for today and tomorrow, feed the kids, and give you two hundred
dollars."

   "Rent her?"

   "You know, for sex," I said as if it was the simplest thing in the
world.

   He got mad and balled his fists.  "You want my daughter?" he shouted.

   "Yep," I agreed.  "Of course, if you don't like the idea, you can pay
your bill now.  Or I could call the cops.  You're a lawyer.  Isn't it
called theft of services when someone can't pay a hotel bill?"

   Johnson turned red.  I finished typing and printed the document.

   "Well, I, uh, you wouldn't hurt her, would you?"

   "Of course not.  I'm not kinky, I just like them young," I assured him.

   "Two hundred, huh.  How about two hundred today and two hundred
tomorrow?"

   "Sounds fair," I agreed.  "You know, if you want, I could throw in
Friday night and another two hundred for Johnnie?"

   "Johnnie's only ten."

   "I know."

   "What if I win big and don't need it?" he asked, looking for an out.

   "Tell you what.  When you can pay me what I've paid you and pay for the
hotel, the deal's off right then."

   "You got a deal then," he said.  "I'll be back by two."

   "Since you're so sure," I offered, "would you like to throw in your baby
for another night and another two hundred?"

   "You want Dani?"

   "She's awfully cute."

   "You got a deal, but you can't touch any of them until two."

   "I don't know," I hedged.  "How about touching, but no sex."

   "Deal," he said, holding out his hand.

   I shook it, not happy to be touching a man who would sell his own kids.
"Sign this."

   He looked at it.  It was an agreement to rent his three kids for sexual
services for four nights of hotel and two hundred dollars a day.  I don't
think he realized that I hadn't had to change a thing.

   "This doesn't have our buy back clause, or the no sex until two," he
pointed out.

   "You can add it if you want, or you can trust me."

   He hesitated, then signed.

   I pulled out my wallet and counted out two one hundred dollar bills and
a twenty.  "Put the twenty on number thirteen on the roulette wheel," I
told him.  "By the way, I'm going to move the kids down to this floor, just
to make it easy for me."

   He nodded, fondling the money.  "Why don't you grab a shower and a shave
before you head over?" I suggested.  He nodded, but as he left, I saw him
go straight to his car instead of his room.

   I made up four keys to 104.

   The kids came back about twenty minutes later.  I told them I had a
surprise for them and led them to 104.

   104 is our deluxe suite.  It has two king beds set in alcoves and a big
sunken Jacuzzi in the living room.  Their room, I might add, had a queen
bed for daddy and a rollaway for all of them.

   "What's this?" Alison wanted to know.

   "Your new room," I told her.

   All of their eyes went big at this.

   "Dad got this for us?" Johnnie asked.

   "No, I did," I answered.

   "Why?" Alison asked.

   "Well, I kind of bought you."

   "Bought us?"

   "Yeah, your dad was here while you were eating, and I bought you."

   "Why?" Alison asked again.

   I handed her the contract.  "Your dad thinks for sex," I told her.  I'd
been fairly explicit in the agreement about fucking the three girls.

   "You don't want sex with me?" Alison asked staring at the agreement.

   "I do, but I really don't think it's his to sell," I told her honestly.

   Dani came over and sat on one of my legs.  "I think you're nice," she
said with a hug.

   Johnnie came over and sat on my other leg.  "I think you're nice too,"
she said.  "Even if you want to have sex with my sister." I put my hands on
their denim covered butts and squeezed.  "Your dad sold you too," I told
Johnnie with an unmistakable leer.  Johnnie turned slightly green but
didn't move.

   "So now what?" Alison asked.  From her position she could see my hand on
her middle sister's ass and probably guessed about my other hand.

   "Now, you kids stay here.  I'll make sure you get breakfast, lunch, and
dinner.  If you want to let me touch you, that's great," I said, trying to
push my finger through their jeans into the cracks of their asses.  "If you
decided to let me do more, that's even better." Dani actually seemed to be
pushing back a little against my hand.  Johnnie still looked a little green
around the gills.

   "Do you mind if we discuss it?" Alison asked, watching my finger rub
Johnnie's crack.

   "Not at all," I agreed.  "I'll go back to the desk.  Just dial zero if
you want me." I pushed the two kids off my lap and stood.  My hard-on was
obvious through my pants, but I made no effort to hide it.  I smiled at the
three and left the room.

   At the desk I sped through my nightly rituals.  Closing the old business
day and opening a new one.  Making sure the credit cards balanced.  I
almost jumped out of my skin when the phone finally rang twenty minutes
later.  I answered and hurried back to the room.  I knocked, and when I
heard Alison say, "Come in," I let myself in with my master key.

   The room was empty.  Then I heard Alison from the alcove telling me to
get in the Jacuzzi.  I stripped and got in, turning on the water and
letting it fill.  When it covered the tip of my erection, I called out that
I was ready.  I turned on the bubbles and jets.

   Alison walked into the room wearing only her yellow panties.  She was
tall for her age, with dirty blond hair.  Her nipples barely extended from
the beginnings of her new breasts, themselves just barely a swelling of the
chest.  Her aureola were pink and only slightly darker than the surrounding
skin.  She had only vague tan lines, and I wondered if she sunbathed
topless somewhere.

   She walked in an exaggerated sexy way to the edge of the tub.  I didn't
have the heart to tell her that she was overdoing it, and that she was
sexier to me just being a kid.  At the edge of the tub she hooked her
thumbs into the sides of her panties and in one quick motion pushed them
down and let them drop on the floor.

   I was amazed at her bush.  With almost no upper development, I had
expected her to have a bald or nearly bald pussy, but she was growing a
very healthy patch of fur.  The hair was darker than on her head, about as
dark as it could be without being called brunette, and it covered her whole
slit.

   She stepped out of her panties and walked down into the tub.  "If you
want me, you can have me," she said and sat down next to me.

   I was about to reach for her, when Dani walked into the room.  Dani wore
only a pair of white panties with a picture of Barbie in pink on the
crotch. She walked to the edge of the tub without any exaggeration.  She
stopped and pushed down her panties, standing there, letting me admire her.
She was also tall for her age, about half a head shorter than her sister,
and seemed be almost all legs.  Her hair was a strawberry blond and tied
into two long ponytails at the side of her head each hanging a couple of
inches below her shoulders.  Her nipples were nothing more than dark
circles of skin, and she had a deeper tan than her sister and no tan lines.
Her ribs showed up easily through her skin.  Her pussy was a little puffier
than I expected and completely bald.

   She stepped out of her panties and into the tub in one movement.  "If
you want me, you can have me," she said and sat down on the other side of
me.  I wondered if they rehearsed.

   Then Johnnie stepped into the room wearing a pair of plain white
panties. Johnnie had hair that was almost black and hung just past her
shoulders.  Her nipples were flat and pink, and her belly button was an
outie.  Her stomach was mostly flat, with just a hint of hips.  As I
watched, she hooked his thumbs into her underpants and shoved them to the
ground, blushing as she did.  Her mound was as hairless as her little
sister's.

   She stepped out of her panties and into the tub, stopping at my feet. 
"If you want me, you can have me," she said, blushing even deeper.  She
started to sit down next to Alison, but I pulled her onto my lap and
positioned her so that my cock was squeezed between her legs and resting on
the underside of her pussy.

   I reached my hands to either side and let them rest against the other
two girls' pussies.  "Are you going to fuck us now?" Alison asked with a
shiver as my finger caressed her slit.

   "No, not for at least fifteen minutes," I told her.

   "Why?" she asked, opening her legs a little.

   "I promised your dad that he could buy out his contract up until two
o'clock.

   "Do you think he will?" Johnnie asked

   "No.  I think he's going to lose everything I gave him.  But if he is
winning, he won't want to leave in the middle of a streak."

   "Yeah, that's what I figure too," Alison said sadly.

   "Do you want me to leave?" I offered, though I wasn't sure I could back
it up by actually going.

   "No," all three of them said at once, which made me feel pretty good. 
Johnnie was rubbing her legs together, which also made me feel pretty good.

   "You payed for us.  We're yours," Alison said.

   I sighed.  "Doesn't work that way.  He may be your dad, but he doesn't
have the right to sell you.  This is your body." I squeezed her mound for
emphasis.  "I think you have to decide what to do with it."

   "Then why give my dad that money?" Dani wanted to know as she pushed her
hips toward my hand."

   "This way he can't complain.  Ever."

   Alison pulled away, and my hand dropped to the seat.  "What if we don't
want to do anything?" Dani was still pushing her mound into my hand, and
Johnnie had started rocking back and forth in my lap, letting my cock rub
against her pussy lips.  Kind of shot down the family unity thing.

   "Fine.  Go to bed, watch TV.  I'll leave if you want."

   "Then you make us sleep in the car."

   "The room is yours for the rest of the week.  If you're hungry, just go
over to Denny's and put it on my tab.  No strings.

   "No strings?"

   I nodded.

   "Why?"

   Good question.  "I like kids.  Not just for sex, but I enjoy being
around them.  And I felt sorry for a bunch of kids who got abandoned in a
motel while Daddy makes an idiot of himself at a casino."

   Alison nodded and appraised me from the other side of the tub.  "Do you
gamble?"

   "Only once.  I didn't do as well as I'd hoped." True.  I won $19,785,000
before taxes.  I was hoping for a round twenty mil.

   I jumped a little as I felt Johnnie's hand close on my cock.  She didn't
put it in her cunt as much as along it, pulling her pussy lips open so that
my cock was nestled along the full length on her slit.

   Dani moaned, and I realized that I'd pushed my finger into her abruptly.
I hadn't meant to, but Johnnie took me by surprise.  The little girl
whimpered and hugged against me, tears welling in her eyes, and I knew that
I'd torn through her cherry.

   I wanted to leave my intruding finger in place, both to let her get used
to it and also not to accidentally rub it against her torn maidenhood.  I
leaned back and reached my free hand behind Johnnie and patted Dani on the
shoulder, resting my cheek against the top of her head.

   Alison had looked ready to lunge when Dani moaned, but now relaxed and
contemplated me some more.

   I thought I saw a trace of pink in the water above Dani, but with the
amount of water and the churning of the jets it was probably my
imagination.

   Johnnie had stopped rocking and seemed to be trying to use her vaginal
muscles.  Her pussy lips seemed to squeeze my cock.

   "Oh god," I moaned as my balls released my night's pent up essence. 
Johnnie jerked in surprise; probably thought I was peeing on her or
something.  I leaned forward and kissed the back of her neck.  "Thank you,"
I whispered softly.

   "What happens Sunday?" Alison asked as her sisters relaxed.

   "Sunday?" What the hell does Sunday have to do with anything.

   "Sunday.  The day after Saturday."

   I pressed my finger deeper into Dani softly, but she shifted
uncomfortably, so I stopped.  Then my cock twitched.  It was growing. 
Damn, I was getting hard again.  I couldn't believe it.  I hadn't gotten
hard this fast since I was a teenager.

   "I know Sunday comes after Saturday," I mumbled as I felt my cock
lengthen millimeter by millimeter.  I realized that my cock was now angled
into Johnnie's love canal and wondered if it would grow straight through
her cherry.  Who cared about the days of the week?

   Alison looked perturbed.  "Your little contract says you bought us until
Sunday.  What happens then?"

   "I guess you go home." Why she was worrying about Sunday when my cock
had expanded to it's full impressive five-and-a-half inch length inside her
sister's vagina was beyond me.

   Johnny had become aware of the intruder--it'd be pretty insulting if she
hadn't--and started moving experimentally.  Believing in the scientific
method myself, I tried moving my finger in her little sister again.

   Dani moaned.  But her moan seemed to have a different flavor from
before, so I pressed my finger deeper.  Another moan, this one definitely
not pain.

   "So you're going to fuck us and forget us?"

   I wondered if there was a politically correct way to answer that kind of
question.  "I may fuck you, but I'll never forget you."

   That seemed to satisfy Alison.  At least for now.

   Dani moaned again and wiggled.  Johnnie sat up and then pressed herself
back down, moving about an inch on my cock.

   "What are you doing to Dani?" Alison asked, her face slightly red.

   "I'm trying to finger fuck her," I said, putting a lot of emphases on
trying.  As in, if there weren't so many interruptions.

   "She likes it," Alison declared, her voice full of amazement.  I wasn't
sure if she was amazed that her eight-year-old sister could feel good or
amazed that an old fart like me, I`m forty-two, could do it right.  I
decided not to ask.

   "So how many fingers have you had in your twat?"

   Alison turned beet red.  "That's personal," she said very coldly.  The
twelve-year-old was naked in a Jacuzzi with a dirty old man, who was
fingering her littlest sister and fucking her middle sister, and whether
she'd had a finger in her hole was personal?  I couldn't help it.  I
laughed.  Then Johnnie laughed.  And Dani joined in.  I doubt they had a
clue what they were laughing at, but laughter is infectious.

   After a few seconds, Alison climbed out of the tub and stomped off. 
Watching her naked butt wiggle as she stomped around set off more laughter.

   I had a feeling that two out of three was the best I could hope for.

   I pulled my finger out of Dani after giving it a last wiggle and slid
both hands underneath Johnnie and stood up.  Dripping water as I went I
carried the girl still attached to my cock into the first alcove.  I set
her on the edge of the bed on all fours and started to gently pump in and
out."

   "Is that fucking?" Dani asked.  She'd followed us in.

   "Damn, I hope so," Johnnie said as her breath got raspy.

   "So do I," I agreed.

   Dani came closer and leaned down, inspecting our linkage, her face
inches from our joined bodies.  "It fills her up."

   God, I like this girl.  I made a mental note to buy her a great
Christmas present.

   "Are you going to do that to me?"

   "Do you want me to?" I asked.  I was puffing a little.  I'm not as young
as I used to be.

   "Does it feel as good as your finger?"

   Mental note: find out her birthday too.

   "Better," Johnnie said as she pressed her hips back into my thrusts.  I
wondered how many fingers she'd had in her box to know that.

   "You're fucking her," a new voice declared, more than a statement, not
quite an accusation.  Alison was back.

   "Yeah," Johnnie and I agreed together.

   Dani was rubbing her pussy as if she'd found a new toy.  Maybe she had.
"He fills her completely up."

   Presents for Arbor Day and the Fourth of July.

   I drove forward again as I felt my release building.  Johnnie was
moaning and Alison was watching with big eyes.  Dani's finger had found
it's way into her pussy, and from the look on her face and the soft purring
coming from her throat she wasn't far from her own release.

   I thrust a last time as my balls emptied themselves.  It felt like
Johnnie's pussy was clenching and unclenching my cock as I stood with it
buried deep inside her.  My cock surged a last time and pushed the last
drop or two of semen into Johnnie's once virginal cunt.

   "Oh god!  That was incredible," I moaned as I dropped to my knees next
to the bed.  Dani was on her knees as well, with the biggest grin on her
face.  Alison just stood, staring at her sister's pussy.  After a few
seconds, Johnnie melted onto the bed.

   I barely had the strength to stand and get dressed.  Then it took a few
minutes to get the three kids settled into bed.  Dani was asleep almost as
soon as her head hit the pillow, and Johnnie wasn't far behind her.  Alison
watched me as I looked down at them.  I winked and left.

   The rest of the night passed slowly.  I had two books, but nether could
hold my interest.  I surfed the internet for awhile, but couldn't
concentrate.  I tried solitaire on the computer, hearts, even Civilization.
Nothing could hold my interest.  I just watched the clock tick away until
the end of my shift.

   When it was finally over, I staggered back to 104, watched the kids
sleeping for a few minutes, then fell into the other bed.  I think I fell
asleep on the way down.

   Chapter 2 Cherries for Breakfast

   I woke up to the feeling of a tongue gently exploring my morning
erection.  I didn't open my eyes because I knew I wasn't really awake.  I
was dreaming and I didn't want to spoil it.

   I knew I was dreaming because the women I dated had to be talked,
cajoled into sucking my cock.  The few occasions when they spent the night,
they certainly didn't wake me like this.

   Then I felt a second tongue.

   My eyes shot open.  I was looking at the ceiling.  It was white.  It
wasn't my ceiling.  Where?  The motel.  I was in the motel.  And I wasn't
alone.  I looked down.  Three naked nymphs shared the bed with me.

   It hadn't been a dream.  I'd bought a harem.

   Alison was kneeling between my ankles and Johnnie and Dani lay on their
stomachs, sideways from my crotch, and they were all licking me.  Damn,
what a way to wake up.

   "I told you he'd like it." Alison said, with a smirk.

   "What time is it?"

   "After ten, lazy."

   "Some of us worked til seven," I said, defending myself.

   Alison got a kind of half smile.  "I can make them leave you alone so
you can go back to sleep."

   "You've got to be kidding," I said as Dani slipped the head of my cock
experimentally into her mouth.

   Alison grinned.  "So stop complaining."

   "Yes ma'am," I said meekly.

   "Stop!" she commanded, and Dani released my cock, and both she and
Johnnie backed up.

   Alison looked down at me.  "How old do you think a girl should be to
lose her virginity?"

   "I was ten," Johnnie supplied and her sister gave her a very dirty look.

   "Twelve or thirteen, if she's ready."

   "I'm ready, and I've been a virgin long enough."

   I couldn't believe the words I was hearing.

   Alison must have already thought about it, because she didn't hesitate.
She stood, stepped up until she was straddling my hips, and then lowered
herself to her knees again.  The head of my monster was pressed against
her.

   For a second Alison's resolve cracked.  "It's gonna hurt?  Isn't it?"

   "At least a little."

   "I get to fuck him next," little Dani said.  I wondered what other
holidays I could find to buy her presents for, though I knew there wouldn't
be a next, at least for awhile.

   "You're not fucking anybody," Alison announced.

   I thought it was nice that she was protecting her sister, thinking she
was too young.

   "At least until tomorrow.  That'll give you time to think about it," she
added.  It was still nice that she was looking out for her sister, even if
in a non-traditional way.

   Alison reached down and used her fingers to open herself up.  I was
about to tell her to ease in slowly and get used to it when she rammed
herself down.  Hard!

   Alison was sitting on my pelvis, my cock buried in her pussy to the
hilt, looking shocked.  The sides of her vagina gripped me tightly, and I
knew I'd broken her hymen.  I could actually feel the membrane as it tried
in vain to defend her portals.

   Alison stared into space for several seconds, then I saw tears starting
to run down her cheeks and sat up.  "Get it out of me!" she wailed.  Her
sisters jumped forward to help her.

   "No," I said sharply.  Dani and Johnnie looked at me in surprise.

   I ignored them and looked Alison in the eye.  "Ali, you..."

   "Alison," she corrected.

   I struggled to hide a smile.  "Alison, you need to stay there and let
your body get used to this."

   "You just want to fuck my sister," Johnnie accused.

   "We're not fucking.  We're sitting, and that's all we're doing."

   "I want to go home," Alison sobbed.

   I reached up, took her head in my hands and wiped the tears from her
cheeks with my thumbs.  "Alison, I'm sorry that it hurt you."

   "You hurt her!" Johnnie snapped.

   "I hurt her," I admitted.

   I was ready to slap the girl silly.  She wasn't helping.

   "Alison, we went too fast.  We didn't ease into it the way we should
have.  Now, I just want you to relax and let your body get used to it."

   "Okay," she sobbed.  "It didn't hurt Johnnie, and I'm older than her."

   I sighed.  "Have you heard about breaking a cherry?"

   She nodded.

   "That's what you just did, you broke your cherry."

   "Is it supposed to hurt that bad?  And what about Johnnie's cherry?" She
looked at her sister suspiciously.

   I wasn't a sex-ed teacher.  How do I explain this.  But hell, most of
them spend all their time talking about reproduction, STD's, and
abstinence, so maybe I was better qualified.

   "Do you shower with the other girls at your school?"

   Alison nodded, the look on her face saying she had no idea why I was
asking.

   "Have you ever looked at their pussies?"

   Alison blushed, but nodded again.

   "Have you noticed that they come in all shapes and sizes?"

   Alison nodded, blushing even deeper.

   "The insides can be all different too.  Your cherry, which is really
called a hymen, or sometimes a maidenhead, is a membrane, kind of like a
piece of skin, that stretches across the entrance of your vagina..."

   She looked confused, and I knew she didn't know what a vagina was. 
Damned American schools and their puritan attitudes.

   "Your vagina is the...d the tunnel that leads from your outsides to your
insides."

   She nodded tentatively.

   "Anyway, your cherry is some skin that stretches across this tunnel to
keep out dirt and other stuff.  When someone has sex, the guys cock breaks
through.  Well, cherries can be very thin and sometimes break from bike
riding or other stuff, or so thick that a doctor has to surgically remove
them before a girl can have sex.  I think your pussy's was pretty thick."

   "Is it going to hurt like that every time?"

   "Probably not.  Your vagina is really tight, so it may take some getting
used to, but you're going to find out that sex is fun, not painful." Now
was definitely not the time to explain sadists and masochists.  "The key is
to go slow until you get used to it."

   "What about Johnnie?  It didn't hurt her."

   "I didn't feel anything when I fucked Johnnie.  So either her cherry was
so thin that I broke through without either one of us noticing, or she
broke it sometime before."

   "Okay, now let's try to move you off real gent..." My cock had deflated
a little.  I definitely wasn't excited about hurting the little girl and
hoped that my cock would get the message.

   "It doesn't hurt so much now.  Can we try..."

   "I think you should wait a day or two."

   "I want to try," Alison whined.

   "Later." I lifted her off me, not surprised that my cock came out
stained with blood.  I laid her on the bed and gently kissed her from her
nose to her pussy, then back up again.  "Later, it will feel real good."

   "Promise?"

   "I promise."

   Not exactly the way I planned to start my day.

   Chapter 3 Sweet and Innocent

   I took the kids to the zoo, even bought them all t-shirts.  We came back
about two and took naps.  Real naps with sleeping, though the three of them
cuddled up next to me in bed.  About five, we got up and went to Happy
Harry's for dinner.

   Harry's is a family restaurant with a great ice cream fountain and
decent steaks.  I wasn't real surprised when Alison made sure the other
girls ordered and ate dinner before letting them have ice cream.  I had a
feeling that she'd had to grow up a lot with Daddy's problems.

   Then we hit the movies.  We couldn't decide between two of the shows, so
we made it a double feature.  The girls played musical laps, and I let my
hands roam.  My fingers slipped easily into Johnnie and Dani, but Alison
was still having some discomfort.  I wondered if I could ask Dad for a
refund.

   We got back to the motel about 10:30, and Dad was in the lobby waiting
for us.  He barely looked at the girls.  "About that, uh, that money you
owe me," he stammered.

   I grinned.  "You mean the rental on the girls," I said.

   Daddy turned red and dropped his head without looking at any of his
daughters.

   "I told them all about it.  Even showed them the contract, just so
they'd know it was all up and up."

   He nodded weakly.

   "Ginny!" I called.  She'd been sitting at the back desk doing a
crossword puzzle.  "Give Mr.  Johnson two hundred out of the till.  I'll
make it good in the morning." She nodded.  "And the kids are going
swimming. I'll close the pool when they're done.  Tell Todd." Todd was the
night man on my days off.

   Johnson didn't look at me or his daughters again, just went straight to
the desk for his money.

   I took the girls to their room so they could change into their
swimsuits. As they changed, I noticed their suits.  I hadn't paid that much
attention yesterday, I was distracted by the teenaged girl's micro-kini. 
Alison's bikini looked in good shape, but Johnnie's one-piece was a little
small on her and somewhat frayed.  Dani's suit was too big and looked like
it wouldn't stand another washing.

   I decided that tomorrow I'd tell the kids I had to stop by Gap Kids to
pick up a present for a niece's birthday or something.  Then they could
talk me into a few things.

   I parked the kids at the pool, telling Alison to ask Ginny if they
needed anything, then ran home.  I threw a few things in a bag and called
my lawyer.  You might want to make a note: when you have a few million in
the bank, lawyers don't mind midnight phone calls; otherwise, wait for
office hours.  I drove back, hitting an ATM on the way.

   At the motel, I gave Ginny two hundred for the till--she told me that
Johnson had been waiting since eight--then went to the room, dropped my
stuff and changed into my swimsuit.

   We swam for about a half-an-hour, came back to the room, stripped, and
jumped into the Jacuzzi.  Johnnie quickly climbed onto my lap and inserted
my cock into her willing pussy.  I leaned back and let the younger
generation do the work.

   The look on Alison's face was conflicted.  On the one hand, she'd been
playing Mom for a long time and wanted to protect Johnnie.  On the other
hand, she wanted to fuck.  And, on the other hand, she remembered the pain.
Having only two hands myself, I laid one on her pussy and the other on
Dani's.

   Under the bubbles I gently caressed the lips of her pussy and the tip of
her clit, trying not to penetrate any deeper than I had to.  With my other
hand, I worked my middle finger into her little sister.  Life is good. 
Damn good.

   Johnnie was rocking, churning up a few bubbles of her own.  "I'm gonna
cum," I announced.

   "Not yet," she begged.

   I grinned and kept fondling her sisters.  Dani was first.  She started
thrashing and mumbling incoherently as the first waves of pleasure washed
over her.  Alison wasn't far behind her as I continued to tease the tip of
her clit.  Then Johnnie and I joined the celebration.

   "We should go to bed," I said a minute later.  Talking was more of an
effort than usual.

   "Pervert," Alison accused.

   I ignored her as Johnnie wiggled herself off my spent worm.

   "Bed," I said with a playful slap as she stood.  I pulled my finger out
of Dani and my hand off of Alison and climbed tiredly out of the Jacuzzi. I
wondered if the local drug store stocked Viagra and if they delivered.

   A few minutes later we were dry and lying together on one of the beds. A
minute after that, we were asleep.

   Chapter 4 Sunshine and Lollipops

   I woke feeling great.  It wasn't just the sex, it was being part of a
family.  I hadn't realized I'd been lonely till right then.  I wiggled out
of the tangle of bodies and headed for the bathroom.  While I took care of
my bladder, I reviewed my plans.  I needed to hit the Gap Kids store, maybe
a couple others.  Sometime after noon I needed to call Bruce, my lawyer. 
Other than that, my day was open.  Then I thought of one more chore.

   I turned on the shower, let it warm up, and stepped inside.  I didn't
wash, I just let the water wash over me and revitalize me.  A minute later
a shape entered the bathroom.  The Dirigible has frosted glass shower
stalls separate from our bathtubs.  Through the glass I could see Dani come
in and sit on the toilet.  I couldn't make out any features, but I
recognized her from her size.

   I turned my back to give her some privacy and started soaping my body. A
little later, I heard the toilet flush, then the shower door opened and
Dani stepped in giggling.

   "Morning munchkin," I said as my newly hard cock brushed her tummy.  She
giggled again.

   "Are you going to put that thing in me?" She asked wide eyed.

   "Well..."

   "You put it in Johnnie," she reminded me.

   "I..."

   "And Alison," she added.

   "You're only eight," I pointed out.  "There's no rush." Except for the
fact you're going home in two days, I added to myself.

   "But I like when you put your finger in.  And Johnnie says it feels real
good."

   "But it hurt Alison.  And you're smaller than your sister."

   "Allie's a baby.  You already did your finger."

   "No, she's not a baby.  Some people it hurts, and some it doesn't."

   "I can do it," she said reaching up and starting to stroke my cock.

   "Well..."

   "Can we do it right now?"

   You had to give her points for enthusiasm.

   I lifted her up about a foot and braced her against the shower wall.  I
let my cock rub against her pussy.  "We'll try the tip and see." I tried to
ease just the head between the folds of her pussy, but the little imp
grabbed me and pulled as she pushed her hips forward.  My cock pushed
almost two inches into the little girl.

   "Ugh, see, ugh, I told, ugh, I could do it." She grinned.

   I shook my head and grinned back as the water splashed down on the two
of us.  Keeping her pinned against the wall, I pulled my cock out an inch,
then eased it back in to the same spot.  I watched her face.  She showed
some strain but no pain.

   "Is this fucking?" she asked as I eased out the fifth or sixth stroke.

   "Pretty close."

   "You can put it in further," she said unconvincingly.

   "I have to have something to look forward to later." I could feel the
explosion building in my balls.  "This is fantastic."

   "Really?" she asked in the voice of a child eager to please.

   "Really.  I...  Oh god!" I exclaimed as I sprayed her love tunnel.  I
gently lowered her to the floor of the shower.  "That was incredible," I
said as I watched the last dribble of cum drop off my cock.

   "Can we do it again?"

   "Soon."

   I picked up the soap again and relathered.  Then I rubbed it all over
her as she giggled and squirmed.  After rinsing off, I stepped out, then
wrapped my little one in a big fluffy towel.  We don't skimp in our deluxe
suite.

   After we were dry we went out and watched something mindless on the
Cartoon Network.

   * * *

   We did breakfast at a Perkins on the other side of town.  All of us were
ravenous.  I doubt Perkins had ever seen three kids and a grown up go
through so much food.

   Watermelon Mountain Gymnastics was next.  John Harker had coached there
for several years and recently started a team.  I knew John.  He was a
little strait-laced for my taste, but a nice guy.  WMG had an open gym
every Friday during the summer, and that's what I took the girls for.

   I watched them play for about an hour, talking to John intermittently,
and then I took Alison for a ride.

   Lucy Holmwood was a friend.  We'd dated a few times over the years, but
nothing special.  She was also a pediatrician.

   "Hi Lucy," I greeted her after her nurse let me into her office.

   "You're looking good.  Haven't seen you in ages.  How come you never
call?"

   I grinned.  "Mostly cause I'm a vampire.  I sleep during the day, and
I'm awake at night.  I'll think of someone I want to call, look at the
clock and it's two in the morning.  I didn't think you'd appreciate it very
much."

   "You need to get a normal job."

   "Too lazy.  I like what I do.  I was hoping for a favor."

   "Anything."

   "I've got my niece out front.  She's been...  precocious."

   "Precocious?"

   "Her and her boyfriend were..."

   "Well, kids will be kids.  How old is she?"

   "Twelve."

   Lucy smiled.  "I doubt you were all that innocent when you were twelve."

   I smiled back.  "That's not the problem.  Like you said, kids will be
kids.  The problem is there was a lot of pain.  More than normal.  I guess
it still hurts."

   "Her regular doctor?"

   "Works for her father," I said flatly.

   Lucy nodded.  "You know, examining a minor without a parent's
permission..."

   "Is a big favor," I finished.

   Lucy hesitated, then nodded again.  "She's lucky to have an uncle like
you.  Put her in exam room two."

   I got Alison and led her to the exam room.  When Lucy came in I
introduced her, then got shooed out.

   "There's a problem," Lucy told me thirty minutes later.  "Her hymen. 
Her boyfriend ripped it, but not cleanly.  It's still partially complete."

   "How?" I felt miserable for hurting Allie.

   "It just happens sometimes, nothing to worry about.  It's a simple
surgical procedure.  We can do it in the office with a local."

   "Surgery?" Now what?

   "Yep, just get her father to sign a release, and I can take care of it
in about fifteen minutes."

   "Fifteen minutes," I repeated.

   She smiled.  "You're kinda cute when you scheme."

   "Scheme?"

   "Scheme.  You're trying to figure out how to talk me into the surgery."

   "I..."

   "Relax all ready," she said with a small laugh.  "It's all done.  I knew
you'd talk me into it, anyway."

   "It's done?  How's Alison?"

   "Your niece is fine.  I want her to rest a couple hours, then you can
take her home.  But keep her away from that boyfriend for a couple weeks."

   I relaxed.

   * * *

   I picked up the other girls and took them to lunch.  McDonald's, their
choice, and I couldn't talk them out of it.  After lunch, I stopped by my
lawyers for a few minutes, then we picked up Alison and went to the mall.

   We hit the Gap Kids store, and it took about thirty seconds before
Johnnie had something she wanted to try on "just for fun."

   Forty minutes later I was listening to an associate explain why I wanted
a Gap Card and looking at the growing pile of clothes that I hadn't agreed
to buy, but hadn't told them to put back.

   Alison came over and sat on the bench with me.  The associate took the
hint and disappeared, which is when I decided I'd get the card and make
sure he got the credit.  I knew most of these retail chains had quotas for
their people to fill.

   "How ya doing?" I asked.

   "Sore.  And tired."

   "We'll go back to the motel in a few minutes."

   "That's okay, let `em shop."

   I nodded.

   "Can I ask you something?"

   "Anything."

   "Do you really have a niece with a birthday next week?"

   I looked around the store.  Johnnie had four or five swimsuits and was
heading for the fitting rooms.  Dani was thumbing through jeans.  I looked
down at Alison.  "Nope."

   "I knew it."

   "I only have one sister, but she's gay and doesn't have any kids."

   "Do you hate her?"

   "Nope, she's my sister.  But she gets kind of annoyed when I hit on her
girlfriends."

   "You're a nice guy.  Even if you..." she looked around but nobody was
close.  "take advantage of little girls."

   "Are you a little girl?"

   "Not me.  I was thinking of my sisters."

   "You take good care of them," I said, and she preened.

   "Are we going to see you again?  After Sunday?"

   I thought about it.  I'd like that.  I'd like that a lot.  And not just
for the sex.  "I'd like too, but your dad..."

   "Oh." I think she realized how weird a situation we were in.  Her own
father had sold her and her sisters for sex.  Now what?

   I know I hadn't thought of that when I made the deal.  I really didn't
want him selling them for lottery tickets.

   "We'll figure out something," I assured her.

   * * *

   Back at the motel the younger girls changed into new swimsuits, and
Alison and I followed them to the pool.  Lucy had given me a list of do's
and don't's.  Swimming wasn't on either list, but Alison was still a little
sore.

   We sat and watched as the younger girls splashed and swam.  There was
half-a-dozen other kids, including the teenager from the other day.

   Alison noticed me watching her.  "Pervert," she accused softly.  I just
grinned.

   The wall phone rang, and I went to answer it.  It was Ginny.  Dad was in
the lobby looking for me.  I debated for a few seconds about leaving him
waiting, then told Ginny I'd be there in a few minutes.

   I went back and sat next to Alison.  I wasn't in any hurry.  Johnson
would wait.  Alison gave me a questioning look, but I just smiled and
watched Johnnie go down the slide.  That was when I realized that the girls
hadn't asked about Dad at all in the last two days.

   After about ten minutes I stood.  I watched Dani do a cannonball off the
diving board, then walked to the lobby.  Johnson was pacing back and forth
in front of the desk while Ginny ignored him.  He was wearing the same
clothes that he's been wearing Wednesday and last night.  He looked like
something that wouldn't be allowed in a hobo jungle, not that Watermelon
Mountain had a hobo jungle.  At least I didn't think we did.

   "My money," he said as soon as he saw me.

   I pulled out my wallet and pulled out a pair of hundreds without a word.

   Johnson took them, gave me a quick look, then headed for the door to the
parking lot.

   Not a word about his kids.  I turned back toward the pool, then changed
my mind.  "Johnson!" I said just as he started pushing out the door.  He
turned and looked at me.  "Want to double that?"

   "How?" he asked, coming back into the lobby.

   "Go up to your room, take a shower, shave, put on fresh clothes, then go
to the pool and pretend that you care about your kids for five minutes."

   "I..." he started, dropping his eyes.

   "I'll be there with the money." I turned and went back to the pool.

   Fifteen minutes later he came in, and I have to admit he looked and
acted like a father.  The girls crowded around, but there was no hugging.
He actually looked like he cared while they told him about the zoo and the
gymnastics clu.  After about ten minutes he started getting edgy, looking
my way.  I took two more hundreds out of my wallet, folded and palmed them,
passing them to him as we shook hands before he left.

   "How much did that cost?" Alison asked coldly as we sat down together.

   "Just because you're too smart for your own good doesn't mean you need
to say anything to your sisters."

   She nodded.  "I'm not all that smart.  I've just had a lot of
experience," she said after a minute.

   I hadn't been in a fight since junior high, but at that moment I wanted
to go down to the casino and beat the shit out of Johnson.

   * * *

   We went to dinner at Chuck E Cheese.  Lousy food but great games.  When
we came back about ten Alison and I settled in the Jacuzzi.  The other two
were already waterlogged so they choose television instead.

   Alison scooted closer to me.  You can..." she started seductively.

   "You heard Lucy.  None of that."

   "You don't want to?"

   "Can't you believe that I'm just enjoying hanging out with you?"

   "But you bought me for sex," she said flatly.

   "I bought you before I knew you."

   A couple seconds later Alison hugged me tightly.  "You're a nice guy."

   I smiled, leaned back and enjoyed the closeness of her.

   Chapter 5 Young and Beautiful

   I woke with Johnnie pressed against my front and Alison pressed against
my back.  Dani slept peacefully a couple feet away.  My cock had slipped
out of Johnnie sometime during the night but now was hard and ready for
more.

   I reached down and fondled Johnnie's pussy, then separated her lips and
eased my monster in.  Johnnie moaned but didn't wake.

   I became aware that Alison was awake and leaning over my shoulder. 
"Don't you ever get enough?" she said with a small giggle.

   "When you guys go home, I'm gonna sleep for a week."

   She slid down until she was hovering over my crotch.  "Yeah, enjoy it
while you can," she agreed.  My cock was half buried in her sister.  "Gonna
wake her?"

   I eased myself in another inch, Johnnie was well lubricated, and I
wondered if she was horny in her sleep or it was leftover from last night.

   "I was debating.  What do you think?" I asked as I buried myself to the
hilt.

   Alison giggled.  "See if you can fuck her without waking her."

   I gently fucked Johnnie while Alison watched, whispering suggestions and
critiques.  Several minutes later as I unloaded my night's sperm
production, Johnnie moaned, and I wondered what she was dreaming about as
she came.

   Alison laid back mumbling something about "not fair."

   I rolled over, my spent cock slipping easily from the sleeping girl, and
kissed Alison on the nose.  Then as I worked my way out of the center of
the tangle of bodies I kissed her lips, chin, both nipples, and belly
button.  I got on my knees, then leaned down and kissed the center of her
bush, then the top of her slit.  I blew her a kiss as I stood up and padded
toward the bathroom.

   When I came back, she was asleep again.

   I grinned and turned the television on low to see what had happened to
the world in the last few days.

   * * *

   After breakfast we met Lucy at her office, where she checked Alison out
and pronounced her in good shape.  Then I met Bruce at his and told him to
scrap everything he's been working on the last couple of days and start
fresh.  Lawyers get so emotional.

   Then we spent almost five hours at SciTech, Watermelon Mountain's Museum
of Science and Technology.  A late lunch at Fuddrucker's, then a couple
more hours at the mall.

   Back at the motel I parked the kids at the pool, then checked the stuff
Bruce had dropped off.  I called Todd to see if he'd work a couple extra
nights for me, starting tonight.  I grabbed the kids, and we went back to
the room for a talk.  Then I let them swim again while I waited for Daddy.

   "What are you doing in here?" Johnson asked as Ginny showed him into the
conference room.

   "I thought we could have a talk."

   "What about.  I just wanted to get tonight's money," Johnson said as he
fidgeted.

   I pushed two hundred dollar bills across the table, he snatched them. 
"Sit down."

   "I..."

   "Sit.  We need to talk."

   He sat, looking from the money clutched in his hand to the door.

   "You've got some great kids.  I really like them," I started.

   "I...  You're not getting them again."

   "Not even for a thousand dollars?" I said, pulling ten more hundreds out
of my pocket.

   "I..."

   I was impressed.  He was actually thinking about it instead of just
grabbing the money.

   "You have a problem," I said, laying the money in the center of the
table.

   "I...  do...  what?"

   "Seen the news?"

   "No.  I..."

   "You're on it."

   "But..." His breathing speeded up.

   "The police would like to talk to you about thirty thousand dollars
missing from one of your client's accounts."

   "I..."

   "I believe the technical term is embezzlement."

   Johnson slumped.  "I just borrowed it.  I was going to put it back."

   "Can you?"

   "I...  no."

   I let him think about it for a few minutes.

   "You have two choices as I see it," I said finally.  "You can go back
and face things, or you can run."

   "I..." He didn't look at me, just the money in his hand and the pile on
the table.

   "If you go back, I'll pay for a lawyer and even restitution, but you'll
lose your license, probably a ton of community service, maybe even some
jail time.  If you run, I can get you fifty grand to start somewhere else."

   "Why?"

   "Like I said, I like your kids.  If you run, you sign custody papers and
they're mine.  If you go back, sign future custody and I get them if you go
to jail, but you can be with them while you try to work things out."

   "My babies," he said imploringly, looking at me for the first time.

   `You should have thought about that three nights ago,' I thought as I
watched him.

   * * *

   "He's gone," I said after I'd gotten the kids and we'd gone back to the
room.

   "Is he coming back?" Dani asked.  I listened to her tone.  There was no
whining, or plaintiveness.  It was almost idle curiosity.

   "Someday.  Not soon."

   He'd thought about it for almost a half-an-hour, then decided he
couldn't face that chance of going to prison.  And odds were that he would.
People don't like lawyers.  I wrote him a check and arranged with John
Tate, the night manager at the casino, to cash it for him.  He'd decided
not to say goodbye.

   * * *

   The girls lived in the motel for a week while I bought a bigger house.
Two weeks later I fucked Alison for real and she decided that sex was a
good thing.  A very good thing.

   I stopped working nights except to fill in during Todd's vacations.  But
when I worked, guests in the know could get the Gambler's Special:

   Have a cute kid or two?  Need a free room or some extra cash?
   Just call the Dirigible Motel.