Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Mg* ped 1st cons rom inc preg anal oral mc ScFi Author: YAWN - Yet Another Writing Newbie. Copyright 2010-2011 YAWN Electronic distribution permission granted to asstr.org. Permission for any other use must be obtained by contacting the author via asstr.org. If you can't tell this is fiction from the copyright date and the story dates, you're either not old enough or not smart enough to be reading it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Wednesday, 12 August 2015 07:30 "Uncle George. Uncle George!" "Uh? What?" "Where are we? How did we get here? Why are we naked? I gotta pee! Where's the bathroom? I'm hungry! Where's the kitchen?" "The bathroom is the blue door over there. Go quickly and I'll answer your other questions when you get back." Faint little dribble, followed by a small but brisk stream. I'll have to ask if I can watch sometime. "OK, I'm done." "Get dressed while I answer your questions." "Do I have to?" "Yes. We meet Albert and his nephews at your house in about an hour." "But I'm naked and we haven't done anything!" "I know, Honey, it's a long story. I'll tell you while we eat." "What's for breakfast?" "It's a surprise!" "It must be, 'cause I don't see anything in your mind. How come?" "Do you remember being awakened by a lot of noise last night?" "Kinda. It was dark and scary. I yelled for Daddy but you came and held me. What happened?" "There was a problem with the electricity at the hotel. It caused the fire alarm to go off. It also meant that there were almost no lights and that the elevators didn't work." "You carried me downstairs?" "No, you were almost awake. I held your hand and kept you from falling as we walked down the stairs." "Where are we?" "In the house that your Mommy's Uncle Charles offered me yesterday. I understand that it has a big yard, and we can explore it when we get back from your house today." "What about breakfast?" "Albert brought us out here from the hotel and said that breakfast was in the yellow cooler that's now in the kitchen." "Why are we naked?" "Because you asked me in the cab if you could sleep with me and if we could sleep naked." "Did Albert hear me??" +Only if he can listen in to our private conversations. +OK - I thought I might have messed up really bad! "No, Honey, you got it right. I'm sorry all we got to do during the night was snuggle, but there might be a little time for kissy-face after we eat. Just kissy-face, nothing else." "Darn! I want to do a lot!" "I know, Honey, but we have to take care of other things too." "OK - there's pancakes in a squeeze bottle and syrup and Starbucks coffee and cinnamon rolls and lots of other stuff! Do we have something to cook pancakes on?" "Look in the little cabinet by the range. Do you see a griddle?" "Griddle? Oh, you mean a big, flat skillet. Yes, but it's really heavy!" "I'll get it, Molly. You're right, it's heavy. That's because it's cast iron. It must be very old. Ready to squeeze out pancakes?" "Yes, Uncle George. How big?" "About as big as your eyes!" "My eyes aren't very big!" "They are when we talk about pancakes! They're as big as one of those saucers over there." "Really??" "No, but you do get excited about pancakes!" "You bet! How will you heat your coffee? I don't see a microwave. Is this an old house?" "Yes, it's an old house. I'll heat my coffee the way people heated things before microwave ovens were invented. See that little pan?" "The silver one?" "That's it. I pour the coffee in the pan, put it on a burner on the range, turn the heat down low, and wait for the coffee to almost boil." "That's a lot harder than pushing the 'Reheat' button. Did people do things this way for a long time?" "For thousands of years, Honey. Before modern gas and electric ranges, they used wood fires to cook everything." "Daddy and me roasted hot dogs and marshmallows over a wood fire when we went camping in the backyard, but I didn't know that people really did all their cooking that way." "They did. And you've learned something today." "I know - you make learning fun, Uncle George. When you're my Daddy, could you teach me at home so school will always be fun and I won't have those awful kids making fun of me and calling me names, like 'alien'?" "We'll have to see whether the court allows me to adopt you, Honey. If they do, we'll move somewhere else where the kids might be a lot nicer and you might have a teacher who makes learning fun." "But not as much fun as you, Uncle George." "If you're full of pancakes, we have about 5 minutes for me to push those pancakes down your throat with my tongue" "YES! Kiss me hard! Rub my butt!" "Let me wash the syrup off your mouth - I don't want you getting breakfast on my shirt." "OK, I remember at the hotel. Wash my face." "OK, Dyson. We still have 4 minutes." "Yummy!" Yummy?? Ouch! She's biting my lip! +Candlestick! +Why? +We don't leave marks on each other. Remember we have to look like the sad man who lost his brother and the sad little girl who lost her Daddy and Mommy. +OK, I won't bite. If you want me to look sad, you better have some more of those sour lemon lollipops. +I have a box of 50. Tongue in my mouth. Warm and active as a snake in the sun. Wish it was longer. She pulls it back and I follow. Lick her teeth and gums, then rub tongues with her. Here comes the Dyson! Sucking my tongue like she will never let it go!! +Rub my butt! Put your finger in me! +Not now, Honey. I told you this would be kissy-face only - we have to go meet Albert. +But I want you to! I miss it when it's been a whole day! +I miss it too, Honey, but if other people find out, they won't let us be together at all. +I remember. But I miss it! +I do too, but it's time to go. +OK. One more lips only kiss? +OK, Honey. "I love you, Uncle George!" "I love you too, Molly. Time to get in the car." "There's no car seat!" "You sit in the back and buckle up. I'll drive very carefully until we can get one. And remember not to think things to me; that's more distracting than talking." "OK, I'll try to remember to talk. There's a fence across the driveway! How do we get out?" "It's not a fence; it's a very big gate. See the circle on the driveway? That's a sensor that knows when a car is over it and causes the gate to open." "Really?" "Watch. The car is over the sensor now. What is happening?" "The gate is going back on both sides!" "What do you think happens when we leave the driveway?" "There's another circle. Does it tell the gate to close?" "Right again, smart girl!" "I'm not smart, but I like it when you tell me that." "Honey, you just don't understand how smart you are. There's a professor at Duke University who would like to meet you." "But I'm not old enough to go to college!" "See, there's that smart girl coming out again. I said 'professor' and 'university' and you said 'go to college'." "But doesn't everyone know that?" "Not in the way you connect things." "We're at my house again. Why is that red SUV here? Do we have to go in?" "Remember what we talked about yesterday? You are going to help me choose which paintings stay with the house and which ones you want to keep; then the real estate lady will know which paintings to include in the price of the house. She'll be over later today to look at them. We'll also look at the furnishings to see if there's anything you want. I need to get your Mommy's and Daddy's computers and any financial records that I may have missed the last time I looked. The red SUV belongs to Albert's nephew Bobby. We don't have room in this car to take very much stuff, so he will bring the computers and financial records to the house we're staying in. You need to sort your clothes and toys so we know what you want to keep and what you're willing to give away. We also need to do something with your Mommy's and Daddy's clothes and shoes, so I called the Disabled Veterans to come pick them up. They will be here in a couple of hours." "Wow, Uncle George! That's the first time you ever talked as much as I did!" "Honey, I had to learn how much information you could handle at one time. Lots of kids ask question-question-question-question, but they can only handle one answer at a time. My smart girl can handle as many answers as she can ask questions." "Maybe I am smart." "Do I ever lie to you, Molly? Even when what I'm saying isn't pleasant?" "No, Uncle George. You told me about Mommy dying and you tell me when I should do or not do some things - but you always tell me why!" "Isn't that how people should tell you things?" "I think so, but lots of times people just tell kids 'do this' or 'don't do that' and they don't give a reason." "Honey, sometimes people are in a hurry, maybe for a good reason, and they just want you to do - or stop doing - something very quickly. Giving explanations takes more time. If we're in the house and I say 'Run outside! Now!' that's faster than saying 'The house is on fire! Run outside where it's safe!'" "I understand there are times when faster is better, but it seems like you always take the time to explain." "You're smart enough to understand a short explanation, and you know that there must be a very good reason if I don't explain so you trust me to explain later. It's different when a teacher has a room full of kids and needs to get all of them to do something. You would understand a very short explanation. Other kids might need a very long explanation. Since there often isn't time for a long explanation, the teacher doesn't give any explanation - just an order." "Oh, I see. Joey Green was about the only kid in kindergarten who was nice to me, but it took him a long time to understand some things. He just needed to follow an order or we'd never have gotten back in from recess." "Yes, smart girl. Now we need to go inside. That's not a sad look on your face - you look like you want to eat me! Here's another sour lemon lollipop - and I have more in my pocket." +You're not any fun sometimes! +Sometimes, we have to take care of our responsibilities before we can have fun. +You sound like Daddy! +Thank you, Molly. +I love you, Uncle George! +I love you, too, Honey. Take a lick of that lollipop before we get out of the car. +OK. "Good morning, sir. Molly seems reluctant to leave the car. Is something wrong?" "Good morning, Albert. She still has difficulty going back into the house. Hopefully this will be the last time. She wants to select some of the paintings Daniel and Diane did to keep. I need to go through their clothing. Someone is coming to pick it up later today." "Bobby said he would go through your brother's clothes. His sister, Jenna, said she would go through Diane's clothes. There may be some items that Molly will want to keep, and they'll also look for any jewelry. Do you know if there's a safe somewhere in the house?" "Uncle George, there's a safe behind the ship picture in the Mommy and Daddy's bedroom and another one under the bench in the mudroom." "Do you know the combinations, Molly?" "Probably the numbers of my birthday - Daddy used that a lot." "Sir, if you could open the safes in turn, I will put the contents in these briefcases I found in the office." "Thank you, Albert. Let's get the bedroom first, so Molly can also look at the pictures there." "Uncle George, I don't want to go in this room." "Honey, can you tell us if there are any pictures in here that you want? And which picture has the safe behind it?" "I can do that from the door. The safe is behind the painting of the sailboat with my name on the back. I want that painting. There's a picture of Daddy and me in a brown frame. I want it." "Thank you, Molly. Do you want to watch TV while we go through the things in this room? I'll call you when we finish. Your pink blanket and Georgie Bear are on the couch in front of the TV." "You remembered! I love you, Uncle George!" +Candlestick! Just hugs and cheek pecks now. +OK. "I love you, too, Molly." "I know." "Sir, you seem to have a handle on parenting - I don't think 1 person in 10, including some parents, would have remembered the blanket and bear." "Thanks, Albert. I'm trying to help her keep it together. She's had a couple of crying episodes, so she's working out the grief, but losing both parents in a couple of weeks would be a lot for an adult to handle, let alone a six year old. This painting in the 'keep' pile and the picture she wanted in the 'take with us' pile. Let me try the safe." How many ways can you arrange 4 1 1? Right to 4, left past 0 to 1, right past 0 to 1. Nope. Spin the dial to clear it. Right to 1, left to 4, right past 0 to 1. Nope. Another clearing spin. Right to 4, left to 0, right to 11. Click! We're in. "Sir, should I separate the CD's and DVD's from the paper documents?" "I'm not sure yet, Albert. Daniel was very good about backing up his computer, so they may contain financial records as well. Let's just put it all together and I'll sort it out over the next few days." "Yes, sir. That's all except for a handle at the back of the safe." "A handle? Daniel talked about having a 'safe room'. Let's see what it does." Click! Whirrr! Gurgle! Gurgle? Is this thing powered by some of Daniel's captured rainwater? Maybe his 'eco-friendly' stuff has deeper meaning. The whole wall is moving! That's about 3 feet. There's a down stairway here - guess down is safer than up, as you're closer to the ground and any exits. +Molly! +Yes? +Do you know about the hidden stairway in this bedroom? +yes. +That's a very quiet answer. Want to tell me about it? +Not while other people are here. +OK for us to go down and look? +Yes, but don't turn on the computer - I'll show you later. +OK, Honey. "Let's go down but not touch anything. I know Daniel did some Classified work. Molly may know something about this - Daniel explained most things to her. I'll ask her later." Nice 'safe room'. Couch that makes a bed, dried food, canned water, wind-up flashlights and radio, laptop computer - probably good for a few hours after power is lost - more like a storm cellar or a fallout shelter. I'll ask Molly when everyone else is gone. Back upstairs. Turn the handle back. Whirrrr! Click! Whoosh! It's all invisible now. Good. Don't need any questions that I'm not prepared to answer. I must contact Colonel Mason about this. He'll either know, or know who to ask. How did my life get this complicated? Oh, yes. I came out to be executor of Daniel's will. "Molly?" "Yes, Uncle George? "We're walking through the rest of the house to look at the paintings and pictures. I need your help." "OK, Uncle George. I'll be right there. Where are you?" "In the entry hall." "I think Mommy did all these paintings. I don't like them - they look like someone cutting meat." "OK, Honey. Are there other paintings you might want?" "In the dining room - there's a painting of me that Daddy did when I was little." "Is that you?" "Yes, I'm bending over and all you can see is my diaper - Daddy made a sailboat out of the diaper and trees out of my legs." "Sir, she's right! I see it now." "Me too, Albert. That one goes to the 'keep' pile. Hey, there's another safe here. Do you know anything about this one, Molly?" "That one may be Mommy's. The combination is probably something about her - she always wanted things to be about her, just like Grandma Sloan." What was Diane's birthday? February 13. Same brand as the other safe, let's try the same format: right to 0, left to 2, right to 13. Click! More CD's, DVD's, and a few papers. Diane wasn't big on backups - wonder what's on these? More to check later. +I know what's on those CD's and DVD's. Please don't look at them! +OK, Honey. You can tell me about them later. "Put everything in the other briefcase, sir?" "Yes, Albert. I don't think we'll find another secret room, but check anyway." "Uncle George, there is another secret room - it's in the garage. But the handle is in the safe in the mudroom." "Thank you. Molly. Do you know what's in the other room?" "That's where Daddy kept what he called the G-O-O-D car." "G-O-O-D?" "He said that meant 'Get out of Dodge'. He said something about yellow rock and Sandy Andy, but I didn't understand. He told me he would explain more if we ever needed to use it." "I'm beginning to understand - some of Daniel's published works had to do with volcanoes and tectonic plate movement. I'll bet there's a seismic monitoring station somewhere in the house. And the 'Get out of Dodge' vehicle was for the catastrophe he thought was coming." "Should we be concerned, Sir?" "I'm not sure, Albert. I need to look at the logs and the seismic readings since Daniel's death. He obviously was watching for something major." "Have you read the plaques around the little house, sir?" "Not yet, Albert. We left in a hurry this morning." "It's probably the safest place in California - the one house that hasn't suffered any damage from an earthquake in more than 100 years. Nothing on the property has been disturbed in that time." "I didn't know there was any place in California that safe. Let's check the other paintings and see what the other safe has to offer." "Uncle George?" "Yes, Molly?" "There's a painting in my bedroom that I want. Mommy painted it - it's me and Daddy in the kiddie pool when I was 3." "OK, Honey, we'll go there now and then to the mudroom." "Sir, there's a safe behind this one, too!" "Molly, do you know anything about this one?" "That's my safe. Daddy said I might want one when I was older so he had it put in with the others. It's not locked - I haven't put anything in it." "Let's look anyway - someone else might have used it." Click! It's full of green and gray! These are all US bills - 20's to 100's. Must be $100,000 here! "Sir, I have a box marked 'Molly #1'. Should we put this in the bottom of the box and cover it with books and toys?" "Good idea, Albert. I'm very glad you're my partner in this." "No, sir, I'm just helping you move personal items out of your late brother's house." And I'm grateful that in civilian life, Albert's TS4 security classification translates to 'Totally Silent'. "Uncle George, there's a blue and white truck out front. And I'm hungry!" "Thank you, Molly. That's the people to pick up your Mommy and Daddy's clothes. They will give them to people who need them." "You didn't give any of my clothes, did you?" "No, Honey, we haven't gotten to your room yet. We can do that after lunch, or we can come back tomorrow." "Can we do it today? I don't want to come back - it makes me sad." "Sir, here are the clothing lists that Bobby and Jenna made. You can use them when you file their taxes next year. The jewelry is in the box marked Master Bedroom." "Is there really much value in used clothes?" "There is when they are the quality that Daniel and Diane purchased." "Thanks again, Albert. Is there a place we can get lunch nearby?" "Yes sir. All the major fast food chains are just a few blocks away. And I brought a car seat for Molly - I thought you would need one." "Thanks, Albert. Glad we weren't stopped on the way over. Even though she's almost invisible in the back seat, I'd rather have her safe." "Is there a place where you eat in the car and they serve you on roller skates?" "Yes, Molly. Your Uncle George needs to go 3 blocks down, then turn right. That place is 3 blocks on the left." "Can we go, Uncle George? Can we? Can we?" "Yes, Honey. We can go and eat in the car." "HOORAY!!" "Sir, we'll load the computers and the items from the safes into Bobby's SUV. We'll also eat lunch and be ready to load whatever Molly wants from her room when you return. The kids know nothing of the contents of the box from Molly's room. It's simply Molly's Box #1." "Do I need to lock the house?" "No sir. We brought a picnic lunch and will set up out back. I haven't taken any of the older nieces and nephews on a picnic in a long time, so Bobby and Jenna jumped at the chance." +Uncle George? +Yes, Honey? Just remember to be very quick when I'm driving. +Is there a place we can kissy-face? +If you can wait 2 hours, everyone else will be gone from the house. +I can't wait - even if it's just lips! +OK, Honey. There's a parking garage by the medical building here. It probably has some dark corners in it. We can park there for 10 minutes or so - about the time for a drop-off or pickup. But we have to stay in the time limit. +That's not very long! +Is it better than waiting 2 hours? +Yes! Click! The automatic ticket dispenser works and the time is right - just have to watch the clock. Down 2 levels to get past the people who must always park close to the entrance. There's a spot - next to the wall and as far from a light as I can get. "Come here, Dyson!" "You bet I'm Dyson!" She attacks my lips and starts sucking before I can get my tongue there. What sweet torture. She's in my lap, so I can reach her butt to rub and squeeze it. If I had some lubricant I'd put a finger up her butt... +Do it! Do it! +No, Molly. If you faint, we'll never get to lunch and Albert will wonder where we are. +Darn! You're right, but I want more! +We'll do what we can now and do more when we're back at one of the houses. +Squeeze my butt harder! +Sorry, Honey. Our time is up. +But we just got here! +And the parking garage security truck is one aisle away. Open the door and I'll help you with your car seat. +But I don't need help! +But it looks more innocent if I'm fastening your seat belt than if I'm pulling your pants up to cover your butt. +Oh. Yeah. +I love you, Molly, and I don't ever want to lose you, so I'm being extra careful. +I know, Uncle George. It's just so hard when I love you so much and want to do things with you all the time! "Want to go eat?" "YES!" "Excuse me. I'm from out of state and my niece thinks there's a drive-in restaurant where the servers are on skates?" "Yes sir. Turn right when you exit the garage, then it will be on your left in the second block." "Thank you." +I thought you knew where to go? +I do, but someone who makes a point of talking with Security looks innocent. +You're smart, Uncle George. +Maybe I got it from my smart girl? +You're silly! "Here's the drive-in. Do you want to be on the sun or in the shade?" "Can people see in the car if we're in the shade?" "Probably not very well." "Then shade!" "Ok, little love monster." "Are you reading my mind?" "No, just your face. Fortunately, the servers will just think you're excited about coming to the drive-in, since they see a lot of kids who think servers on skates are cool." "Can I take your order?" "I'll have a cheeseburger with onion rings and a Coke. Molly?" "I want one of everything!" "Sorry, Molly. I don't think you could manage that even on your hungriest day!" "OK. Can I have a cheeseburger and a hot dog and a chocolate milkshake?" "Yes." "Sir, are you sure? That's a lot of food for your little girl." "She's not mine, at least not yet. I'm her uncle. I'm here because she's lost both parents in the last two weeks. Just bring a take-out container with the order." "If she's Molly, you must be Mr. Wilson." How did we get to be celebrities? +What's a celebrity? +I'll tell you in a minute. "Let me explain, sir. I'm Bobby's sister, Katie. Uncle Albert told us about what happened and how wonderful you've been in taking care of Molly. I'm very glad to meet you, sir." "Thank you for the explanation - I was wondering if we'd become front page news or something." "No sir. Just very important people for a few of us." +A celebrity is someone who has been seen in the newspaper or magazines or on TV or the internet so much that everyone recognizes them. I don't want us to be famous. I just want us to be family and live quietly, like most families do. +I love you, Uncle George! +I love you too, Honey. "Uncle George! That guy has skates on his hands and feet! And he's coming this way!" "Keep watching. I think we're in for quite a show." "He did a flip! He did a back flip! He jumped over the car! WOW! WOW! WOW!" "Here's your food, sir." "Thank you, Katie." "Uncle George, ask her who the guy is that does flips on skates. He even jumped over the car!" "That's my brother, Jason. He thought you might like some entertainment with your lunch." "I loved it!" "Thank you, Katie. And thanks to Jason, also." "You're most welcome, sir." "Molly, before you get a bath in mustard and ketchup, let's put this bib on you." "I don't need a bib!" "At this place, even the grownups get bibs - see?" "OK, then." "It's really good, Uncle George, but I'm full. Can I sit in your lap? Will you rub my back?" "I asked for the takeout container because I didn't think you could manage that much food." "But why didn't you say 'No'? "Because you'll like it almost as much when I warm it up for you later." "Why did they turn out the lights on this side?" "I think they know that you need a nap." "OK. Rub my back?" "OK." +Rub my butt? +Just a little. Two minutes and she's snoring softly. Poor baby - she's really worn out. Being awakened by a fire alarm doesn't generally let you sleep well the rest of the night. Better get her in bed early tonight. I can go through the computers and papers while she's asleep. "Sir?" "Yes?" "Uncle Albert called to ask when you were coming back. Do you need help getting Molly in the car seat?" "Yes, if you could help turn her as I move her to the other seat. Thanks, Katie." "And here's a clown sundae for her. It's in an insulated box, so should be OK for 30 minutes or so. There's no charge, sir." "I didn't order that." "No, sir, but Uncle Albert did." "What?" "Did you read the sign when you came in, sir? This is Al's Drive-in." I guess Albert does have his hand in almost everything. "Molly? Molly, Honey. Molly?" "Huh? What? Where's my lunch? Oh, I got full. Did I go to sleep? Why are we back in the house? What's in the box that says Al's Drive-in?" "The rest of your lunch is in a takeout container. I put it in the fridge here and we'll take it to the other house tonight. Yes, you slept almost an hour. We're here because we need to get the things out of your room - and I want to see your Daddy's G-O-O-D vehicle. The box is a surprise from Mister Albert. You can open it when you're sitting at the table." +Did we do kissy-face while we were out? +Just a little, in a parking garage on the way to the drive-in. +Can we do more? +After everyone else leaves. Would you rather do it here or at the other house? +Is there a big bathtub at the other house? +Not as big as here. +But can both of us get in it? +I think so. +Then let's do it there! +OK, Honey. "It's a clown sundae! And it's chocolate! And it has pecans on it! All my favorites!" +Candlestick! Hugs and cheek pecks only. +Sorry, I forgot. "Molly, when you finish the sundae, we need to choose what things you want from your room and the toy room." "And the garage." "Garage?" "All the riding stuff is out there - my bike and the princess jeep and my scooter and my skates and the skis - all the fun stuff." +And the go-cart. +Go-cart? +It's in the secret room with the G-O-O-D car. Daddy said it was my G-O-O-D vehicle if something bad happened when he wasn't here. +How would you know where to go? +I'll tell you later. "Albert, we may need another van." "Yes sir. I'll call Sam and have him bring the other one." "I don't know what I would do without you, Albert." "Probably better than Molly would do without you, sir." "Uncle George, I'm done! I'm going to the toy room." "Yet more work for you and the boys, Albert." "We're ready, sir." Molly is tearing through things at a record pace for her. I guess the two piles are 'keep' and 'toss'. "Uncle George, this pile is what I want to keep. Can we give the other toys to the Ronald McDonald House? They ask on TV for donations and maybe these will make some other little girl happy." "That's very thoughtful of you, Molly. Maybe Albert knows who to call?" "Yes sir. I'm on the board of the local house. Thank you, Molly. We will be very happy to share your toys with other little girls." "Now your room, Molly." "Do I have to?" "Honey, you're the only one who knows which things you want. This is the last time you have to go in there." "OK. I want the picture of me and Daddy and my Mickey nightlight. If you'll bring my clothes out, I'll look through them. I don't want to go in that closet again!" "OK, Molly. We'll do what you ask. If we each take a drawer, we can take those clothes to the guest bedroom and spread them on the bed. Then a trip back for a couple of us to empty the closet." +And don't forget the secret door at the back of the closet. +More secret places? What's going on here? +Mommy sometimes locked me in the closet when Daddy wasn't home. When Daddy found out, he put a secret door in the back that goes to a room in the attic where I kept some of my favorite things - my iPod, a TV with earphones, a lot of DVD's and books. And there's a fire escape out of that room, just in case. +How do I open the secret door? +Turn the hook on the left side of the closet and the door will open. Daniel tried to provide good care for Molly, even when he wasn't home. I've stayed in hotels that weren't as nice as this 'attic room'. OK, iPod, books, DVDs. A journal? She's been reading since she was 3, so I shouldn't be surprised that she's writing. +Please don't read it!! +OK, Honey, but I want an explanation later. +Yes, Uncle George. Stuffed animals, that looks like a twin of Georgie Bear - but all the fur is rubbed off his nose. Something else for an explanation later? Dolls, doll house - that's a custom build; it's this house. Definitely take that for her to decide on. Nothing else here that can't be replaced. +Look under the cushion on the chair. +Another secret compartment? Backpack - and it's heavy! Dried food. Some water. Cash. Gold coins. A .22 automatic? What gives? +Daddy said that was my G-O-O-D bag if something happened while he was out of town. That's why the go cart has a big gas tank and a GPS. Daddy showed me how to set the GPS to go to 'Safety House' and there's a remote control like the one you have with the VW. Are we staying in 'Safety House'? +I don't know, Honey. I'll check the GPS on the go-cart and see. The earthquake stuff is getting scarier. I must check the computers in the safe room. "Sir, where are we taking these items?" "The backpack, the iPod, the books, the DVD's and the journal will go with us. Except for a couple of items, the toys can be stored. Molly? Where do you want the big dollhouse?" "Can you store it with the paintings?" "Yes, Honey." "Very good, sir. We'll get things loaded and the real estate person wants to see you." "Hello, Mrs. Harris. We've removed almost everything that we want. Molly is still sorting her clothes, but the big pieces are done." "Mr. Wilson, I don't need to see the paintings. I received an 'as is' offer of $8 million from an Ed Mason about an hour ago. I checked his credit and it's better than the state of California. There's no way you could get that much on the open market. I drew up the paperwork and I suggest you take his offer immediately." "Thank you. Where do I sign?" "Here, here, and here. He wants to close on Wednesday of next week. Are you OK with that?" "Yes. I haven't checked the garage yet, but I think everywhere else is ready to go." "I'll fax these papers to Mr. Mason when I get back to the office. He said that he would be here to talk to you tomorrow, whether you took the offer or not. Maybe he wants to negotiate the price after getting your attention?" "I'll be available after 10 AM. We can meet here. I told Molly she wouldn't have to come back after today, but I think she'll understand." +Does Mr. Mason look like this? +Yes, Honey. +Then I'll come back tomorrow. He was very nice. Right in every detail, even the ribbons on the uniform. What does she know that I don't? +Uncle George, I'll tell you when we go to the garage. How long 'til everyone leaves? I want to kissy-face - and other stuff too!! +Take another lick of your lollipop! I can feel the evil grin on your face! +OK. Lick. Yuck! No more evil grin. But how much longer do I have to wait? +Less than an hour. It's strangely quiet with everyone gone but Molly and me. Time for the garage - but first the safe in the mudroom. Same combination as the bedroom? Yes! More cash. Two Glocks. Two hundred more rounds of ammo. Daniel did expect something bad. "Molly?" "Yes, Uncle George? "I have the safe in the mudroom open, but I don't see a handle." "You grab the door of the safe and turn it halfway around - but don't do that yet!" "There are lights along the edge of the safe: red, yellow, green. What do the lights mean?" "The red light is when it checks for another car being in the right side of the garage. The yellow is when it opens the floor. The green is when the ramp for the G-O-O-D truck is in place." "OK, Honey. Come with me and show me what's there." "Open the bathroom door." "Bathroom, Honey?" "Yes, Uncle George. The stairs to under the garage are there." "And how do we get to the stairs?" "Turn the coat hook on the back of the door upside down." Click! Whirr! Gurgle! Another thing that runs on water power. +Daddy wanted everything to work if the power was off. That truck looks like a deuce and a half - but not one that I've seen before. The doors are titanium framed and the skin is layers of carbon fiber and Kevlar - bulletproof for small arms fire and very light. What's under the hood? It's a diesel - does that color indicate an aluminum/magnesium/titanium alloy? - but everything is mechanical, fuel shutoff, injector controls, supercharger, everything - nothing electrical/electronic in the drive train - it even has a compressed air starter! But where's the air intake? It runs under the cab and back to the bed - the air filter on this thing is huge! So it can handle volcanic ash? Probably, and the intakes are above the cab to keep them away from ash on the ground. The frame rails and bumpers look like titanium too - this thing is much lighter than it looks, but still as sturdy as the original. Back cover also looks like a titanium frame covered with carbon fiber and Kevlar. What's in the back? Generator? No, that's a little air compressor - also diesel - a 'pony' engine to get the truck started if the tank for the air starter leaks or the pressure gets low while starting it. Lots of aluminum boxes with copper seals: alternator, 24 volts, 150 amps; radio, satellite; bulb, headlight; GPS, one meter resolution; compass, magnetic. Something in a wooden box: lamp, carbide - bright enough for low speed driving at night and the fuel for those lasts forever if it's kept dry - and it's not EMP sensitive. All this stuff is EMP protected or EMP proof! What else? Ration, MRE; Water, canned; Seeds, vegetable; Spores, mushroom. Mushrooms? They grow in the dark - as in a cave! Is this also a Genesis vehicle? What did Daniel say? "A nuclear event isn't the only source of EMP. A massive volcanic explosion can also generate an EMP strong enough to damage consumer electrical/electronic items. An eruption at Yellowstone could impact civilization worldwide for decades." From the looks of things, they expect it might damage military gear also. What's in the cab? Road and topographic maps of the US, Canada, and Mexico. That's a ten speed transmission and the control for a two-speed rear axle, but not like I've seen before: the hi/lo for the rear axle is pneumatic, not electric. With what's effectively a 20 speed transmission, how far can this thing go? Two 100 gallon fuel tanks, with the potential economy of a lighter vehicle plus 20 speeds - 3000+ miles? Where would that get him to? Lots more questions than answers. "My go-cart is over here. You turn the red knob to 'On', press the white button one time, and stomp on the blue pedal." Another diesel. With an ether primer and a kick starter. And controls simple enough for a six year old. I haven't seen many diesels this small - and certainly not with a kick starter, but how appropriate for someone who weighs less than 50 lbs. "Molly, how do we get them out of the garage?" "There's a ramp that drops down from the driveway when you turn the blue handle by the door. Daddy said not to turn it 'cept in a 'mergency, because it's a lot of trouble to get everything back in place." "What else is in the 'safe room'? You said you'd tell me when everyone left?" "We can go there now." "But you're not going back up!" "The 'safe room' is on this level so you can get here from there. Set the clock on the workbench to my birthday." OK, 4:11. Click! The workbench rolls out to give access to a large room - with lots of computers and big screen monitors, a rack of seismic monitors, an impressive video recording and editing lab, high end encryption gear, a web server farm. That's an OC18 optical modem - what did Daniel need 2.4 gigabits of bandwidth for? "Daddy said he watched yellow rock and Sandy Andy's faults and someone else's faults - I don't remember who - because what they did could cause problems for a lot of people." "Honey, did he say 'the San Andreas Fault'?" "Yes, Uncle George! That's what Daddy said. He was talking fast when he talked to Mr. Mason about it. They also talked about some others, but I don't remember the names - it was a long time ago." "Molly, how do you get to this room from the 'safe room'? "Remember I said not to turn the computer on? If you press 411 on the computer, it opens the door to this room." "Your Daddy used your birthday for a lot of things!" "He said it was the most important day in his life, especially when we were on the bed in the 'safe room'.... OOPS! I'm not supposed to tell!" "Tell what, Honey? You told me about the things Jack made you do. What happened with your Daddy?" "But he'll get in trouble if anyone finds out!!" "Molly, your Daddy can't get in trouble. Remember, he's not here anymore." "I MISS MY DADDEE!" "Come here, Honey, let me hold you. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but didn't you feel better when you told me about Jack?" "You're right, Uncle George, I felt better about Jack after I told you, but Daddy said we wouldn't have any money for fun stuff if anyone found out!" "Found out what, Honey?" "He made movies of me rubbing myself - with my fingers and with Georgie Bear's twin." "I saw the twin in the attic room. It's packed with your clothes." "When I was little, movies of him changing my diaper and rubbing his thing - penis - on my nipples or my front - vagina - 'til it squirted. Then he made movies of me in the bath - by myself and with him. He never kissed my lips or put his fingers or anything inside me, but he sold the movies on the internet for a lot of money. He said when I was big enough, he would let me suck his thing - but I only got to do that once before he died! I MISS MY DADDEE!!" "I'm sorry, Honey. Are you sad that you did things with Daddy or just that you didn't get to do all the things you wanted to?" "He never put anything inside me - maybe that's why it's so good when you are inside me and it's almost like I'm looking at Daddy! Hold me, Uncle George! Rub my butt!" "Molly, I'll hold you, but you're so upset I'll only rub your back." "You're mean!! I WANT MY DADDEE!" +Candlestick!! +What? "Honey, you're tired and upset and you really need to rest a little while. If I rub your back, you'll go to sleep and I'll wake you up when it's time to eat. We can still do kissy-face things when we get back to the other house." "OK, Uncle George. You always know best. Rub my back?" "As soon as we go upstairs and close all the G-O-O-D doors." "Carry me?" "OK." +Rub my butt? +Only while we're on the stairs. +That's not enough! +We'll do 'enough' later. OK? +OK. Everything closed up - back to a 'normal' suburban house. Sit in the big rocking chair with my beautiful Molly. Rub her back - long gentle caresses up and down. Not too much to the side or I'll be in 'tickly ribs' territory. Her breathing is slowing - probably be asleep in another minute. Didn't take that long - she's already snoring softly. Get her down with her head at a more natural angle and I can barely tell she's breathing. Even dressed, she's beautiful - although I might be a bit prejudiced, already knowing every inch under those clothes. Need to ask Colonel Mason about the G-O-O-D stuff - and the web stuff? Was this an enterprise that paid for itself, never appearing in the military budget? Some people wouldn't approve, but neither would they approve of what Molly and I have done. If Mason knows what went on, he probably won't be concerned with me wanting custody of Molly. Wonder if he could help? Something else to ask tomorrow. Still haven't looked at the logs and current data from the seismic sensors. Time to wake Molly and take her with me. Certainly don't want her to waken and be alone - she's already been 'deserted' by enough people while she was asleep. "Molly? Honey? Molly!" "Oh, hi Uncle George? Did I sleep long?" "Maybe not as long as you wanted to, but I need your help." "OK, I love being a helper. I helped Daddy a lot." "That's what I need help with, Honey. I need to see the logs of the data that your Daddy collected and I need to see the data that's been acquired since he died." "That's easy. The first computer in his room behind the safe room has the most recent month's data, and it can read the data for a year from a drive on the network. The 'M' drive - 'M' for 'Molly'!" "Come with me, Molly. I don't want to leave you alone." "I don't even want to be alone again!" Back to the bedroom, open the safe, turn the handle. Wall moves, take the stairs. "Uncle George, can I open the other door?" "Yes, Honey." She presses 411 on the computer's numeric pad and the door opens. "This computer, Uncle George. Can I sit in your lap and help?" "Yes, Honey." "See the one marked 'This Month'? That's one of the things you wanted. See the group of computers? Click that and then click on 'M'. That's the other thing you asked for. Can we kissy-face while you look?" "No, Honey. I can't see the screen and my little Dyson is much too distracting!" "Rub my butt? Put your finger in? There's lotion in the top right drawer." "I can't do that with one hand with your pants up." "OK, I'm naked! Is that better?" "Yes, Molly, that's much better!" "Here's the lotion. I poured some in the little bowl so you can get your finger slick with one hand." "You're going to be so distracting that I won't be able to make sense of any of this. OK, my shirt's off. Snuggle up and we'll kissy-face and I'll rub your butt and put my finger in." "YUMMY!" No slow start on this little vacuum - maybe I need to teach her about starting slowly and enjoying it longer. +You can make it last longer?? +Yes, Honey. We'll work on that next time - maybe in the bathtub tonight. +Will you put your finger in my vagina in the bathtub? +I'll try. +I love you, Uncle George! +I love you too, Honey! Her tongue presses into my mouth. Has it gotten longer or have I just adapted to holding onto this small, warm, wet snake? Either way, my vacuum is almost as good as hers. +Uncle George, that was great! +Glad you liked it, Honey! My tongue follows hers back into her mouth. She starts a little gentler, but gets much harder as I rub and squeeze her butt. +I like rubbing all of me on you, but will you put your finger in my butt? +Yes, master. A little lotion, rub it around her little puckered anus. A little more lotion and slowly lubricate the entrance. +Faster! Deeper! +I'm working on it, Honey. But I'm trying to make it last so you have a good orgasm. +Ooooh! I love orgasms! A little more lotion, a little deeper. Wiggle around, make circles just inside her sphincter. +I'm getting tingly! +See? Sometimes slow can be very good. Out for more lotion, this time two fingers. More lotion around the outside edges; a little more lotion on my fingers. Sucking hard on her tongue. One finger in, now two. +That feels goo... Surprise sometimes works. She'll be out for a while. Put her on the sofa, put the throw over her. I may want some more naked little girl snuggles when she wakes up. Let's see the trends of the past 6 months - activity slowly increasing, both at Yellowstone and along the San Andreas and some smaller faults. That combination isn't good. What's been happening recently? Activity in the last 10 days is nearly triple what it was a month ago! Is there a USB drive here somewhere that I can copy the recent data to? Yes, label says 'Running 12 month backup'. Second label says 'data display installation program in /display folder'. Excellent! I'll take this with me and use Daniel's laptop for analysis. Is there a portable printer? A Sipix A6? The paper is 1/4 letter size, but better than nothing - I can carry it and it runs on batteries if needed. Any extra paper? Two boxes of 10 rolls each. I'll take it all. Time to get Molly up and dressed - I don't want to wait until the G-O-O-D vehicle is the only way back to 'Safety House'. "Molly! Molly! Molly, Honey!" "What are you excited about, Uncle George?" "Honey, I think that your Daddy's data shows something bad is about to happen. We need to get back to 'Safety House'." "Why am I naked? Oh, I remember, you kissed me and rubbed my butt and when you put in two fingers the good feeling came again. Can we do more now?" "Sorry, Honey. You need to get dressed and I need to get your Daddy's data back to a safe place so I can look at it some more. I also need to call Colonel Mason about meeting tomorrow. Dress quickly, Honey." "OK, Uncle George, but I've never seen you in this much hurry." "Molly, until now I didn't know there was a hurry. Quick, close the door and we'll go upstairs and close everything else. It's important to keep this safe until I talk to Colonel Mason." "Is it really that important?" "Did I turn down an offer of kissy-face from my beautiful Molly?" "I guess it is important. Can we do something when we get to the other house?" "Maybe at bed time." "Can I sleep with you? And sleep naked? And you put your penis in my butt?" "Yes on sleeping with me and being naked. I may be up too late to do all you want in bed, but we'll take a bath together and see how much fun we can have there before your bedtime." "OK, Uncle George. You're like my rubber ducky: you make bath time lots of fun!" "I also have fun when I take a bath with you." "Lips-only kissy-face?" "Yes, Honey - just don't leave a mark." "Darn! You knew what I was thinking!" "Maybe it's how you look and what you did the last time I saw that look on your face?" "I don't hide it very well, do I?" "Honey, you're six years old. Most kids your age don't have much to hide - other than reading after lights out or snitching an extra cookie. You have a lot of 'family private' things you want to hide." "You're right, Uncle George, I know a lot more than the other kids I know. Did you get my food from the fridge?" "It's in the little cooler. If you can carry it, I'll get the computer stuff." "OK. I got it." "Scoot to the car." Rumble! Shake! "Uncle George!! Was that an earthquake?" "I'm not sure, Honey. Let's put the stuff in the car and make a quick check in your Daddy's hidden room." Open safe, turn handle, down stairs, Molly presses 411, door opens. Lots of dings and beeps going on. The map it lit up in Yellowstone, but not yet along the San Andreas. Is this the biggie? 'Text message from Colonel Mason' - I should read that. 'George, if you get this message, load the go-cart into the G-O-O-D vehicle and clip the tow bar to your VW. Go back to Safety House and wait for my call in the Survival Building. To get there, pull the clock out from the wall in the kitchen, then turn the handle behind it. That opens the Survival Building in the grove of trees behind the house; it also sets tighter security - the decorative boxes at the top of the fence open to expose the razor wire and the electric fence chargers are activated. Just drive between the rows of rose bushes and drive in the door of the building. There's limited seismic gear there, but you can link to Daniel's seismic monitoring setup. There's also food and water for a large group for an extended period - you and Molly should be OK for several years. I'll give you details later. There may not be much kids' clothing, but there is sewing gear - maybe you can cut down some extra-small fatigues to fit her. I'll contact you tomorrow when we have a better idea of how bad this will be. Take good care of Molly - the two of you may be our future. Ed Mason' "WOW!" +You sound scared, Uncle George. You're never scared. +I am this time, Honey. The bad things your Daddy thought might happen seem to have started. Open the garage for the G-O-O-D vehicle to get out - and bring your go-cart. +Do we need the big guns? +What big guns? +The ones that mount on G-O-O-D. There are two for the front, one for the roof with a steering wheel inside, and two for the back. They're under the workbench. +Yes, we want those. Where is the ammunition? +It's in the boat. Daddy said no one would look there. +Honey, I know you can't carry these things, so get your go-cart up the ramp. +OK. Wump! Wump! Purr! Silly me. I shouldn't expect a roar from a 'Get out of Dodge' vehicle for a six year old. It needs to get her to safety, but without attracting too much attention. I thought I knew a lot about military weapons, but this is a first: a machine gun driven by compressed air. Makes sense - the electric motor in a typical Gatling-style gun might be susceptible to EMP. OK. Fuel on, clutch in, press the Start button. Whump! Whump! Whump! It's not cold today, but the engine may not have been started in a while - I'll try a little shot of ether so I don't run the air tank down. Psst! Whump! Whump!Whump! Roar! Great! And the air compressor on the engine is working - back up to 80PSI already. Where's a tow bar for the VW? Hanging on the wall by the boat, disguised as a ski rack - good idea Daniel. Up the exit ramp with G-O-O-D. Go-cart up the loading ramp into the back of G-O-O-D. Bring the VW around. Be sure it's in neutral. Clip the tow bar to the hooks on the front - someone planned for this. "Molly, are you in the G-O-O-D?" "Yes, Uncle George and I got the car seat out of the VW." "Thank you, smart girl." "You just say that. I'm not really smart." "But you are, Honey. You remembered that you needed the car seat, you remembered where it was, and you brought it to the G-O-O-D. Can we close the garage door from the G-O-O-D?" "The blue remote in the overhead pocket closes the garage door and locks all the other doors. It's past my bedtime? Can we still take a bath together?" "If you do all the washing before we start the fun part?" "I will! I love you, Uncle George!" "I love you too, Molly!" +Can we talk like this while you drive? +Not this time, Honey. There's way too much for me to keep up with until I learn the shift pattern. +Can't you just put it in Drive, like Mommy's car? +No, Honey. Do you remember that your Daddy's car had 5 gears that he had to shift? +Yes. +The G-O-O-D has 20 gears and the pattern is this yellow card on the dash. +But it doesn't go 1-2-3-4-5 like Daddy's car! +That's right, Honey. The gear numbers jump around and there's a hi/lo with each number. The hi-lo is the little lever here on the shift lever. +OK. I'll be very quiet. +Thank you, Molly. It's been a long time since I shifted a 2 speed axle. Lo 1, lo 2, hi 1, lo 3, hi 2 - that may be as fast as I go after dark. Let's keep it quiet and steady. The Safety House is ahead. Remote for the gate? In the VW! +Look on the dash, Uncle George. +Thanks, Honey. Inside without drawing too much attention. Lock the gates this time. Anyone who should be here will have a way in. "Are we going to sleep in this house, Uncle George?" "No, Molly, I just need to do something in the kitchen. Do you want to get your suitcase so you'll have clothes for tomorrow?" "OK. Do you want yours? And your shaving stuff?" "Yes, smart girl." "I can't lift your suitcase, but I rolled it in here." "I'll get them in the G-O-O-D, Honey. You see if there's anything in the fridge or pantry that you might like to eat in the next couple of days." "Won't the supermarket be open?" "I don't know. Molly. That's why we're looking for food to take with us." "I found peanut butter and jelly and bread and Krispy Krackles and 'powdered milk' and 'powdered potatoes'. How can milk or potatoes be a powder?" "They remove the water from them to make a powder that keeps without being in the fridge. We make milk by adding water to that powder. Let's put the rest of these things in a box and into the back of G-O-O-D. Don't give me that look, I know you don't like pickles, but I do." "As long as I don't have to eat them!" Not sure that it matters, but lights off, door locked, and we drive between the rose bushes. We've come almost a quarter mile - where's the building? Blip! Motion activated lights - the building is on the right and would be invisible behind the trees if the garage door wasn't open to lighted space. Door closes behind us - guess that's good. This place is BIG! The G-O-O-D with the VW behind it is dwarfed by the size of the parking space. "Where do we go now, Uncle George?" "What does the blue and white sign say?" "Entrance." "Maybe we should go there?" "Yes, silly." "What does this sign say, Molly?" "'Use r fid from car keys'?" "Close, Honey. RFID is an acronym that we just say the letters of." "Acronym?" "Yes, a group of letters that stands for a group of words - in this case, Radio Frequency Identification." "But that's only R, F, and I?" "Identification is often shortened to 'ID', so they used it in the acronym." "So what is it?" "The pad by the doorknob sends out a little signal - like the remote control for a garage door. The tag on the key chain responds to that signal with its ID, which is unique to that device." "Like some one asking 'What is your name?' and I would say 'Molly' but you would say 'George'?" "Very good description, smart girl!" "You mean I got it right?" "Better than a lot of grownups." "Really??" "I said you were smart!" "Maybe I am..." "Want to put the tag on the pad?" "OK." Bzzzt! "What's that?" "The door was just unlocked because the tag was recognized as one that should be here." "Can we explore?" "I think the only exploring will be down this hall - the sign says 'Family Housing' and we're the only family here." "OK. Is there a big bathtub? Can we still take a bath together?" "Let's get our luggage and go look." 'Family Unit 1. Suitable for 1 or 2 adults and 1 or 2 children.' "Think this one will work for us?" "Maybe... Does it have a bathtub?" "Go look." "It does, it does! And it's big! Come look!" "OK, Honey - it's big enough for both of us." "Then why do you still have clothes on?" "Because we need soap, shampoo, towels, toothbrushes, toothpaste, and all that other stuff. And the beds may need sheets and blankets - did you look?" "No, only for a bathtub 'cause I want a bath with you!" "Let me check the bed. Put your shoes on and you can come with me to get the things we need." "I can be naked in the hall?" "While there's just the two of us. If other people come here, we'll have to act like uncle and niece." "Yuck! I'd rather be naked!" "I know, Molly and I like seeing you naked, but sometimes we have to do things that other people expect - like spelling your name, remember?" "I remember. Where would we find soap and stuff? I don't see any stores." "Two places. One might be 'Commissary' and the other might be 'Requisitions'." "Is that sign 'Commissary'?" "It sure is. Let's go inside." "The door's locked!" "Try the RFID tag again." Bzzzt! "You're right again, Uncle George. Hey, they have girls' clothes - even princess underwear! Why are there signs for China and Japan?" "There are sections of clothing for a number of other countries, Honey. I also see Korea and Thailand. Maybe some people from those countries are supposed to be here." Someone thought this out pretty thoroughly. I must talk to Mason soon - need to find the Comms area. "Do you have what you need, Molly?" "Yes, Uncle George, but who do we pay? There's no cash register where one should be!" "Is there an RFID pad?" "Yes." "Is there a scanner like the ones at the supermarket?" "You mean we just scan the tag to tell it who we are, then scan our stuff and go?" "Yes, smart girl." "Can I scan it all?" "Just remember that the bar code needs to be against the scanner." "OK." Beep. Beep. Beep. That's a comforting sound from the 'normal' world. Wonder how long we'll be here? Mason said the supplies would last the two of us a year or more - hope we won't be here that long. As much as I would like to have unlimited time with my beautiful Molly, she needs to attend school and do physical things like riding a bike and playing soccer. Something else to explore tomorrow. "Can we get a bath now?" "Yes, Honey. Do you remember the way back to our apartment?" "I look for 'Family Housing', and then #1." "Did you see a sign that says 'Comms' or 'Communications'?" "In the hallway down from the store." "Would you be OK if I left you after you're asleep so I can talk with Colonel Mason and some other people who can tell us what's going on?" "How do I tell you if I have a bad dream?" +Would this work? +Oh, I forgot we can do this! "OK if I leave you asleep?" "Yes, Uncle George. I know you'll be close by. But can we get a bath?" "Yes, Honey. I'm running the water now. Is it too hot?" "No, just right!" "Let me get in, then you get in. Don't sit yet, I want to wash you." "Use your hands!" "OK, little love monster." Pretty little face, delicate lines that can't be duplicated. Had da Vinci painted her, 'Mona Lisa' would have been just another painting. +What's a Mona Lisa? +She's the lady in a famous painting by a man named Leonardo da Vinci. +Why would she have been 'just another painting'? +Because 'Molly' would have been his most famous painting! +But I'm not pretty. +You are, Honey. Better than pretty - you're beautiful! +Really? +Yes. "And 'yes', in words and if I had another way to tell you that would also be 'yes'!" "Wash the rest of me! Don't forget my nipples and my butt and my vagina. Can you get your finger inside?" "Do you want to faint in the bathtub or in bed?" "Oh! Do just enough that I don't faint, then we can do more and I can faint in bed!" Horny little love monster! +What's 'horny'? +That means you always want to do something sexual - kissy-face, nipples, up your butt, whatever. +But it feels so good! +I know; I like it too. "Kiss my nipples after you rinse them! Oooh! Rub my butt good when you wash it!" "Soft rub or hard squeeze?" "Both!" "Kiss your vagina, since it's right in front of my face?" "But that's where I pee!" "Remember we had this conversation before - and used a mirror?" "OK. Kiss it. I'll tell you if I don't lik... Oooh! Do it again! And again! I'm getting tingly!" "Then we better just finish washing and get you to bed so you can faint there." "OK - but can you kiss my vagina some more?" "Yes, Molly, but I have to limit how much. It can make your vagina irritated and it will hurt to sit and walk." "How can anything that feels so good make it hurt?" "Remember Jack's finger in your vagina?" "But your finger doesn't hurt!" "But I'm very gentle and careful - to be sure that it doesn't hurt. And we usually do it in the bathtub so you're well lubricated and we don't do it every day." "Yes, teacher." "Is that 'teacher' a good thing or a bad thing?" "It's good! But I really want to do everything every day!" "Maybe when you're older and things don't hurt you. Out of the tub and dry off. I need to wash me." "Can I wash you? With my hands? All of you?" "Can you reach all of me?" "If you get on your knees, I can do to your waist. Then you can stand up and I can do the rest of you." "OK, but we'll both have to rinse off in the shower." "Yes, Uncle George. Get on your knees." Soft, warm, gentle little hands. I love every second of your touch. Even my nipples respond to you. "Stand up so I can do the rest of you, Uncle George." No question that I respond to her touch - the ball bat is back. "Does it hurt, Uncle George? Is it full of semen? Can I do something to make it better?" "Put both hands around it, Honey, and move your hands back and forth." "Like this? Do you want me to rub your balls? Daddy liked for me to rub his balls in the movies... OOPS! I'm not supposed to tell!" "It's OK, Molly. I'm not going to tell anyone and there's no one who can hurt your Daddy for what he did. Did you like doing those things?" "I liked making Daddy happy." "Did he tell you to do those things?" "No, I just had the picture in my mind." "Like you send me pictures?" "You mean Daddy and me could do mind stuff?" "I certainly seems that way, Honey. Slow down some and make the strokes longer. Rub your thumb over the end when you get there." "It's jerking, Uncle George! Are you going to orgasm - I mean 'jaculate?" "The word is 'ejaculate', and yes, I'm almost there." "There's a lot of it and it's all over me! Do I need another bath?" "I think a quick shower will be enough. Hand me the soap." "Remember my nipples and my butt!" "There isn't any on your butt!" "But I feel so good when you wash it!" "You would, little love monster." "Are we done? Can we get in the bed? Will you put you penis in my butt?" "First you get dried off. I don't want to sleep on cold, wet sheets!" "OK, but hurry up!" "Do you want me to hurry drying your nipples?" "Not really - that feels good." "Or hurry drying your butt?" "No, that feels good too!" "You're dry. Give me a couple of minutes to get dry - you can brush your teeth while you wait." "With my new Ariel toothbrush?" "Yes, Honey." She brushes vigorously, her lower cheeks jiggling in time with her hand. How beautiful can one little girl be? I love every bit of her! "I'm done, Uncle George. Can you hurry up?" "Why are you standing there, Molly? I'm ready to go to bed!" Scoop her up and turn her upside down. Pin her with one hand and tickle her with the other. It doesn't much matter where, she's ticklish anywhere she has skin. "I gotta go pee!" "Can I watch?" "Isn't that yucky? Do you really want to watch?" "Molly, I love you and want to know everything about you." "Do you want to see me poop?" "Do you need to?" "Only in the morning." "So I'll answer that in the morning." "Well, I gotta pee now, so start watching." "Spread your legs so I can see." "OK." The little slit spreads and the tiny tube peeks out. A little dribble, then full stream (such as it is). 10 seconds and it's gone. "Can I wipe now?" "Will you let me wipe you?" "I love it when you do anything for me, Uncle George!" Three sheets folded around my hand to make a pad, wipe from front to back - don't need a urinary tract infection when there's no medical care. "You fold the paper and wipe me just like Daddy did. Did you teach him how to fold toilet paper?" "I probably did - that was a long time ago." "Carry me to bed? And rub my butt? Is there any lotion? I want your penis in my butt tonight." "Yes, Honey. I picked up some lotion when we got the other things tonight." "Then do it!" "I want some kissy-face first, Molly." "Kiss me!" "Start slowly. Remember at your house today?" "That was good - but I don't want to wait!" +Gentle kiss - lips only. Not so hard - this all about gentle. Now lick my lips. Let me lick yours. Give me your tongue - I'll rub tongues but not suck this time. Here's mine - rub only, no suck yet. +But I want to suck you down my throat! +I know; we'll get there. +Oooh! You put lotion on my anus! I'm starting to tingle! +There's lotion on my penis. Can you back down on my penis and still reach my lips? +Only for lip touch and lick. I can't get in your mouth! +Here's my tongue to suck. Can you back up a little more? +Oooh! You're in me on both ends! Can you get your tongue out more? Can you get your penis in me more? +No, but I can put semen in your butt. +DO IT! +Suck my tongue harder. Can you move up and down any? That suck is even stronger than before! I'm only in a little past the head, but the motion is exquisite torture. I'm probably deep enough for this load to stay inside her. Just a couple more strokes. Just a little more! +That feels goo... She's gone again. I still can't believe that a six year old experiences these mind-numbing orgasms, but I keep seeing the proof. She's out cold. I'm shrinking away, but I'll try to stay in her until the last to keep this load all inside her. I never last long enough - that tight little sphincter has squeezed me out. Roll her over onto the bed - no leaks - she's keeping it all inside. Pull the sheet up over her. I haven't found HVAC controls yet and I don't want my unconscious beauty to get cold. Clothes for me. I don't expect to find anyone, but they may have video Comms. Back down by the Commissary, left at the end of the hall. Another RFID pad. Molly isn't here to be excited about using the RFID tag so I do it myself. No fun when it's just a part of security instead of an adventure. There's a desk with my name on it??? How the ?? There's a red light flashing by the phone. Pick it up.