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 A Winters Tale By Martinmac

   Synopsis: A young man is sitting in his hot tub when a young girl comes
in from next door.  She has been assaulted by her mother's boyfriend and
has come for help
Codes:

   Mf 1st cons

   I had just cleared the last of the wind blown leaves that still littered
my patio; it wouldn't do to let them fall into the hot tub when I opened
it. I had brought out a tray with a hot drink and a sandwich to eat as I
relaxed in the hot tub.  Work had finished that Thursday for the Christmas
holidays and to be honest I was bushed.  Finally my cleaning tasks were
done and I was able to press the button to open the lid on the steaming hot
tub, the blower switched on and I took off my robe and climbed in to the
water, the chill air shrinking my cock and balls as they swung free.  It
was fun sitting there with just a glazed roof over my head and open walls
on two sides.  I was bathed in light and in the far distance across the
fields I could see the glow through the trees of the nearest house, well
nearest apart from my next door neighbour.  When it had been built, the two
cottages were for the farm manager and foreman and their families.  Now
there was just me in my house.  I was 25 and single and owned a software
company.  My neighbour was a thirty year old single mum with a just turned
thirteen-year-old daughter.  Her husband had abandoned her twelve and a
half years before.  I finished my snack and lay back in the warm bubbling
water.  I was disturbed by a small voice.

   "Andy, can I join you?" I quickly reached over and pulled my trunks off
the side and put them on.

   "Certainly Izzy, I'm in the hot tub." The gate between our gardens
opened and a poorly dressed girl walked, well walked was too strong a word
it was more stumbled, into my garden through the wicket gate.  She looked
beaten down and tired of life.  She had on a dirty sweatshirt and grungy
jeans, her trainers looked as if they would fall off her feet.  She looked
a mess.  By the time she reached the hot tub I was out and wrapped in my
towelling robe.  I took her hand and led her into the utility room she
slumped onto the stool I kept there.  I knelt down at her feet and slipped
off the trainers.  The smell of ripe feet was overpowering.

   "Do you want a shower love?"

   "Oh yes please." She just sat there looking at me.

   "I'll turn on the water and then you can get undressed and get cleaned
up." She looked at me and shrugged.  I walked into the shower and switched
it on, then turned back to Izzy.

   "Come on love, or do you need me to help." I was answered with a small
nod, yes.  I stood her up and undid the belt on her trousers; they slid
down her thin legs without me undoing the clasp or the zip.  There were no
knickers, and I could see traces of blood around her pussy, but no towel or
tampon.  I lifted her sweatshirt over her head.  Leaving her standing there
nude, a tiny little doll, she was less than 5 feet tall and very
underweight.  I could see bruises on her belly and what would be breasts
when she had grown some more.  I slipped my robe off and led her into the
shower.  Her hair was tied back with a rubber band, which I removed; her
tits were tiny little cones above a flat bruised belly.  I walked her into
the shower and started washing her greasy hair.  She winced as my fingers
massaged her scalp.

   "Are you sore there as well?" A very small voice replied.

   "Yes Andy I am." I continued gently washing her hair, stripping out all
the dirt and grease.  It took huge amounts of shampoo to work up a lather.
Finally her hair was squeaky clean.  I then turned to her bruised and
battered body, her back, her belly and her tits were all bruised, along
with her legs.  Some of the bruises looked suspiciously like footmarks.

   "Were you kicked as well as punched?" she nodded her head as I cleaned
her.  When I washed her pussy she cried out in pain.  "Did he rape you?"

   "Yes, no, I don't know, he stuck something in me and it hurt me, it
still hurts." With that she started to weep quietly, tears rolled down her
cheeks.  I finished off washing her, then I knelt down in the spray to wash
the dirt from her pretty little feet.  I turned the water off and dried her
in one of my large bath sheets.  I scooped her up in my arms and carried
her through to my lounge where the wood-burning stove was throwing out heat
and light.  I sat down with her in my arms and gently questioned her about
her injuries.  Suddenly her tears dried up and she had a look of fear on
her face.  "I'm in so much trouble; I hit him with one of mum's dogs." So
that was how she got away, her mum had two large brass dogs around her
fireplace; if she had swung one of those with any force then she would have
caused some major damage.  "Was he attacking you when you hit him?" "Oh
yes, it was when he pushed something into me that I hit him." "Where was
your mum in all this?" "I don't know, I had been busy doing my homework
when they came in.  they went up stairs and I heard a row, I think he hit
her, well it sounded like It, then he came down and started on me.  I was
in my nightie and dressing gown.  I know he ripped it off me after he had
hit me.  Oh I can't remember everything Andy."

   "Don't worry, you're not in trouble, the police will want to ask you
questions about what he did to you, and your mum as well.  You will need to
explain the time line of events.  But the evidence of what he has done to
you is very evident on your body.  You will have to pretend that you washed
yourself in the shower and that you told me about your injuries and showed
me those you could afterwards.  I will go in next door and check what has
happened before I call the police."

   "Don't leave me alone, can I come with you?"

   "Okay, but I'll need to find you something to wear.  I put her down in
my chair and went up to my room and found a t-shirt, a woollen jumper and
some old socks.  I took them back down for Izzy to put on; she looked like
a waif in an overlarge top that acted like a dress.  I had quickly dressed
whilst I was upstairs and I carried her to her house.  I went into the
lounge first.  The man was lying on the floor dildo in hand, blood spilt
from a large head wound; his cock was hung out of his trousers, semen
soaked into the fly, he was breathing heavily.  I didn't try to help him;
he didn't deserve it.  We then went upstairs; Izzy went into her room to
fetch some clothes whilst I went into her mum's room and found a scene of
devastation.  Carol was spread eagled on the bed, semen trickling from her
pussy, bruises all over her body and her neck twisted at an impossible
angle.  I went over to her and checked for the pulse I knew I wouldn't
find. I was right; my neighbour was dead.  I backed out of her room and
stopped Izzy from going in.

   "There's nothing you can do in there, it's a police job now."

   Can't I help her Andy?"

   "I'm so sorry Izzy, there's nothing we can do for your mum.  I'd rather
you remembered her as she was, he battered her rather badly, it's lucky you
hit him when you did."

   "Hit him, I wish I'd killed him."

   "Well I suppose the police won't check too hard about how far apart two
blows were.  How about using the brass dog between his legs, now that would
be poetic justice."

   "Yes please Andy, can I do it now?"

   "Of course you can." I took her by the hand and we went back to the man,
I straightened his legs out to give Izzy a straight approach then stood
back as she picked up the brass dog.  She looked at it and turned it in her
hand; she moved round and stood beside him.  The swing was like a golf
swing, the front paws of the dog ripped into the shaft of his cock and the
rest of the dog crushed his nuts, even in his unconscious state his body
reacted to the overload of pain.

   "Drop the dog, don't worry about it.  The police will sort everything
out.  I will testify that this was how I found it when I came in; now you
go and dress whilst I call the police and an ambulance for this piece of
rubbish." I also rang my doctor as I suspected that Izzy would need some
professional help after this.  "Come on, let's go back to my house and wait
for the police.  I made us mugs of chocolate to sip as we waited.  We could
hear the wailing of the sirens, as they got nearer.  I went to the door and
waited for the emergency services to arrive.  The police were first and I
brought them in.  they had brought a woman officer with them.  She took
over my care of Izzy whilst I took the others through to the scene of
devastation.  The man on the floor got scant attention, they already knew
that he had tried to rape Izzy and had taken her virginity with the dildo
that lay on the floor by his hand.  They pulled on rubber gloves and fully
opened the mans trousers.  One of the officers turned to me.

   "That's gotta hurt, look at what she's done to him, a three, no a four
inch gash in his cock, two of them; and look how deep they are, they seem
to go most of the way through, now lets look at the dog and compare the
injuries.  Hmm if she held it by the head, then if those front paws did the
damage, the bottom of the dog should have crushed his balls, let's look. 
Oh yes, that was a good shot, she couldn't have done it better if she
tried, look, his balls look flat.  Ooh I'm so tempted to make sure she
fully ruined him."

   "He deserved all he got, just wait till you see what he did to Carol,
that's the girls mum, she's upstairs." Together we went up to the bedroom.
He only confirmed she was dead, leaving the examination to the doctors.  We
returned to the man as the ambulance men arrived.

   "You'd better take him away, I don't think he'll be answering questions
tonight, one of his victims took him out, she's only a slip of a girl.  I
think she'll need to go to hospital as well; but not with this Johnny
here."

   "I'll take her, she knows me and trusts me; she came round to me to get
help after all this.  I'm afraid I didn't know about the sexual assault
when I suggested she went in the shower, she just looked like she was in
pain."

   "Don't worry; we've got enough on him.  We'll need a blood sample from
her for our forensic people, to match up the blood on that dildo with her.
Do you think there'll be any problem with her telling us about what she
did?"

   "Not so long as I'm with her when you ask the questions."

   "Is there a dad on the scene?" "No, he walked out twelve years ago and
never supported Carol financially.  If you want to use my kitchen as a rest
room, you're welcome."

   "That'll be great; we'll ask you to sit in on the questioning." The WPC
then came over to suggest that we all left for the hospital.  I asked the
policewoman her name.

   "It's Tracey."

   "Izzy, Tracey will be coming with us to the hospital.  She has to be
with you for the moment, I'll be with you as well.  Then the police will
want to ask you lots of questions about tonight.  I'll be with you all the
time." I turned to the WPC.  "I think it would be better if you could drive
us in my car.  That way I can be attentive to Izzy on the way, and I'll
have the car when we finish at the hospital." We set off in the car; Izzy
was wrapped in my arms as Tracey drove us to the hospital; in front of us
we could see the ambulance swaying down the country road.  Every so often a
quiet sob would come from Izzy.  We arrived at the hospital and we were led
into a cubicle.  The nurse helped Izzy to change out of her clothes. 
Tracey started to stuff them into an evidence bag.

   "Tracey, Izzy had a shower at my house before I knew what had happened,
she then put on clean clothes.  The clothes she was wearing are in the
shower room off my utility room, she had planned on going in my hot tub. 
It was only after she had showered that she told me she had been
assaulted."

   "Well in that case I'll leave these for her and radio my colleagues to
look in your shower room." The doctor came into exam Izzy and I sat facing
her head and holding her hand as she endured the physical examination.

   "I'm with you Izzy; the doctor will tell you every step she's going to
make.  She'll be a bit intrusive but if it hurts you can squeeze my hand
and shout."

   "Izzy, I can see you're bleeding from the vagina, are you due for your
period now?"

   "No, that's nearly four weeks away."

   "Then I'm afraid I'll have to have a little look inside, I'll try not
too hurt you too much." Izzy's hand gripped mine painfully.  I schooled my
face to ignore it.  Finally the doctor was finished the intimate exam. 
"I'm sorry about that Izzy; I had to check what had happened to you."

   "I know doctor, it was just that you hurt me, and now I've hurt my
friend."

   "Well I think we'll need to take some x rays to make sure there are no
broken bones to go with the tissue damage." Tracey and I walked alongside
the trolley as she was wheeled to the X-ray department.  She was soon back
in her cubicle and we were listening to the doctor.

   "Well I'm afraid you have a couple of cracked ribs, why there aren't
more I don't know; but judging by the amount of bruising coming out, it
wasn't for lack of trying.  Just a quick question, I know I'm being nosey;
but what did you hit him with, I've never seen such injuries as those
before?" "It was a brass dog, it was sitting up."

   "Ah, that would explain the layout of the injuries.  Now you didn't hear
this from me but we are going to have to amputate most of his penis, the
plastic surgeon has decided too much tissue has been destroyed to attempt a
reconstruction, oh and he is losing his balls as well, as they were
destroyed by the impact: well done Izzy.  We're finished with you here; the
nurse will give you an appointment to come to out-patients and a letter for
your doctor.  There's just one thing, I'm ninety nine percent sure he
didn't make you pregnant but I want to give you this implant, when did you
last have a period?"

   "As I told the X-ray department, I finished two days ago."

   "That's fine; this will protect you from this episode and for the next
six months.  Your doctor will arrange the next implant." With that he
rubbed some cream into Izzy's armpit and then inserted the small rods.  A
sticking plaster covered the entry wounds and it was time for Izzy to dress
and for us to go to the police station.  Izzy and I were curled up in the
back seat as we arrived at the police station.  We were taken through to an
interview room and poor Izzy was taken through our version of the story
line.  She wasn't even asked if there had been a break between the two
strikes with the brass dog.  She and I finally signed her statement and
were free to leave the police station.  I looked at my watch and it showed
six thirty, the problem I had was whether it was morning or evening.  I had
to think back and remembered we had left the hospital in the dark, so it
must be the early hours of the morning.  We headed back home.  The police
were still busy in Izzy's side of the house so I took her through into my
home.

   "Do you want breakfast Izzy?"

   "Oh yes please, I missed supper last night and all that activity has
left me starved." I pulled her a bowl of cereal to start with as I started
preparing the classic English breakfast.  Twenty minutes later we were
sitting down to sausage, bacon, black pudding and egg with slices of toast
to eat with it.  It was fascinating to see her small white teeth slicing
through the sausage and her appreciation of the food.  Finally we were
finished; we took our plates through to the kitchen and loaded the
dishwasher.  Then we went to the lounge to watch the morning news.  I sat
on the sofa and was immediately surrounded by young girl.  I sat there
feeling her maturing body plastered against me as we watched the national
news.  I was shocked but not surprised to see footage taken from outside
our house.  Lots of police activity and the reporters voice saying how a
thirty year old mother had been murdered and her thirteen-year-old daughter
seriously assaulted.  The young victim had taken up one of her mothers
brass ornamental dogs, here the picture switched to a policeman carrying
out the bagged dog, and hit the assailant twice, once in the head and the
second in the groin.  He was in hospital in a serious but stable condition,
the police were at his bedside waiting to interview him.  As I watched I
realised that Izzy had fallen asleep in my arms, I wasn't surprised, she
had been involved in a terrifying episode and then been up all night.  I
sat there pondering on Izzy's future when I heard a light knock on the
door. The detective who had questioned us at the police station came in. 
he smiled as he saw Izzy curled up beside me fast asleep.

   "Can I help you?"

   "I gather you knew the mum well?"

   "Why do you say that, we were only neighbours, I helped out when I
could, Izzy used to earn some pocket money by looking after my lawn
recently and before I went to university I used to baby sit her."

   "Well in our investigations we found her will, you are named as Izzy's
guardian." He must have seen the look of surprise on your face.  "Didn't
you know?"

   "No, that's the first I knew of it.  But then I've known her since
before Izzy was born; she rented her house from my father.  She was
carrying Izzy and was with Izzy's father, I was about eleven at the time. I
grew up babysitting Izzy.  We had moved out of the main farmhouse when my
mum died, which was the year before.  I was away at university for three
years.  Then I returned here and set up my business in the barn.  My father
died the following year.  So I'm Izzy's guardian then?"

   "Yes, we have notified social services, but with Carol's diary detailing
how well you looked after Izzy, and what we've seen with you and Izzy, we
told social services how well you were handling Izzy.  A social worker will
be with you at about ten this morning, after they have spoken with the
overnight team.  They seemed to be happy to leave Izzy in your care for the
moment."

   "Well I'll just see how it all goes; I suspect they'll ask Izzy." He
quietly left and I looked down on the sleeping girl.  I watched as her eyes
opened.

   "Has he gone?"

   "Yes Izzy, he has; why?"

   "I heard what he said about you being my guardian.  Do you think they
would let me live with you?"

   "Why?  Would you like to?"

   "Oh yes please, I've always enjoyed coming here, it's been like my
second home, especially when mums boyfriends were being worse than usual."

   "I'll see what we can do, for the moment you need to rest; we'll have a
lot more hassle to deal with later."

   "Am I in trouble for hitting that man?"

   "I very much doubt it, the police were hinting that they felt he got
what he deserved, and that you had done well to do it." With that her arm
went around my waist and she snuggled back down on my lap.  I gently
stroked her flowing hair as I thought about all that had happened.  I was
soon asleep as well.  I was woken by the door opening.  It took a few
minutes to become alert enough to realise that I had wet trousers from the
gentle tears of a girl asleep on my lap.

   "Ah good morning Andy, isn't it?"

   "Yes, and who are you?"

   "I'm Izzy's social worker, well I've been appointed but I haven't spoken
with her, I assume that's her asleep on your lap."

   "Yes, and she's evidently been crying in her sleep as my trouser leg is
very damp."

   "I'm not surprised; she's had a rough night.  I've spoken with the
police, her file is not being sent to the Crown Prosecution Service; they
decided that she was fully entitled to defend herself with whatever came to
hand.  Her fingerprints, well fingerprints that match her size were found
on the head of the brass dog, in the spot she would have held it to hit the
man; a man who had murdered her mother."

   "She'll be pleased to know that, it was worrying her."

   "I understand that the police have told you that you are named as the
guardian of the child in her mothers will." "That's right, and Izzy
overheard them and she's quite happy for that to be the case, well happy is
probably not the right word, but you understand what I mean."

   "Oh yes, well that saves me a task, you're never sure how a child will
react to the parents choice of guardians.  The police have released the
girl's bedroom and are prepared to help her rescue other things from rooms
other than the mother's bedroom.  A WPC will need to be with her to help
her and protect the scene.  They have removed the mother's body so she can
go in whenever she wants."

   "Well we had breakfast when we returned from the hospital, and judging
by the feelings I'm getting she's waking up.  Morning Izzy, your new social
worker is here to see you." I helped her to sit up and passed her my hankie
to wipe her eyes.  I watched as she swallowed convulsively.  "Your throat
dry, do you want a drink?"

   "Oh yes please."

   "Could we move through to the kitchen, I can feel this kitten wants to
hold tight to me at the moment and I need to make us all a drink.  Would
you like a cup of tea?  oh, you haven't given me your name."

   "It's Ailsa and yes please." We moved through to the kitchen and I put
the kettle on.  "Would you like anything to eat Izzy?"

   "Ooh yes please, what have you got?"

   "Well, I could do another fry up, or you could have cereal, or you could
have toast, or you could have all three."

   "Toast please Andy." I pulled the loaf out of the bread bin and cut two
slices to feed the metal maw of the toaster.  I showed Ailsa to sit at the
table and Izzy joined her with the first of the toast.  I continued the
session as the tea brewed.  I pulled butter out of the fridge and jam from
the cupboard.  By the time I had six slices toasted and the tea poured,
Izzy was tucking into her second slice.  I joined her as Ailsa gently
questioned Izzy on what she wanted to do.  It was a no brainer, I was the
nearest thing to family the girl had and she wanted to stay.

   "I want to stay with Andy; he's been a part of my life ever since I can
remember.  He's been the one I could turn to ask him about stuff."

   "It's alright Izzy, I have spoken with Andy and he's prepared to take
you in.  we'll go in and get your clothes and..."

   "What about mum, what's happened to her?" I took over.

   "Izzy dear, you do remember she died don't you?"

   "Oh yes, I know that, but is she still in there?" I looked to Ailsa.

   "Over to you Ailsa."

   "No, she was taken away by the police; they will have to do a post
mortem, to find out how she was killed."

   "Is there anything to see?" I could hear the quiver in her voice.  Ailsa
carried on.  "No dear, everything has been cleared up ready for you to go
in, would you like to go over once you've finished your tea and toast?"

   "Okay." We sat there eating our toast and drinking our tea.  Ailsa then
put on her coat whilst Izzy and I went to the back door to get our shoes
and coats, which were kept there.  Izzy held my hand as we went into her
house.  We used her bed to lay out all her clothes and school stuff, then
we went into the lounge to sort out books and DVD's.

   "Andy, will I have room for the computer?"

   "Of course you will.  Do you want me to get it ready to move?"

   "Yes please." I busied myself disconnecting the leads whilst Ailsa
continued to help Izzy.  It was a hard time for such a young girl.  The
rest of the morning was spent ferrying Izzy's belongings into her new
bedroom.  It was the mirror image of her old room; we even had to move her
bed as what would be her room only had an old bed, which wasn't the most
comfortable.  It was four in the afternoon before we were finished, Ailsa
had left us at lunchtime promising to come back and see Izzy within a few
days.  Finally we were done; I turned to Izzy.

   "Pizza or Chinese?"

   "Can I have Chinese please?"

   "Of course you can, we went into the kitchen and I unpinned the menu
from the wall board.  We were soon busy choosing our meal.  Izzy stopped
after choosing the chicken chow mein.

   "Wouldn't you like some more?"

   "Mum said that's all we could afford."

   "Well, you won't have to worry about that, lets get all our favourites."
Between us we choose the sweet and sour chicken, the chicken with ginger
and spring onion and the beef in oyster sauce along with the chips and
fried rice.  I ordered it over the phone and whilst we were waiting for the
delivery I set up the warming trays to keep the dishes hot and warmed the
plates in the oven.  Finally it arrived and was set out.  Then we set too
and feasted on the food.  After we had finished we went up to what would be
Izzy's room and started to sort out her clothes.  All of it was old and
worn, I had noticed before that she was generally shabby, but this was the
first time I had really looked at her clothes.  I sorted out the best and
got Izzy to put them away.

   "Andy, what are you doing with all these clothes left out?"

   "I'm planning on putting them in the bin, why?"

   "What'll I do for clothes?"

   "Well I did think that we'd go shopping tomorrow to restock your
wardrobe, everything from your panties to your hair bands via your shoes
and socks."

   "You can't do that, it'll cost too much."

   "Don't you worry about it, I have plenty of money, I won't miss the bit
you'll cost me." With that I was buried in a hugging grip, Izzy was raining
kisses on my head and face.  Then the tears started to flow.  I held her on
my lap and comforted her.  Finally her crying turned to intermittent sobs
and I was able to kiss away her tears.  She looked up at me and her face
slowly started to crack into a hesitant smile.

   "I wish it hadn't happened this way but today is the first time I've
ever been told not to worry about what anything cost, always it had been,
we can't afford that.  No matter what that was.  I know mum couldn't afford
everything, I know your dad helped us out on occasions but we were always
short of money, I used to be teased as my clothes came from the charity
shops and I could never go on the school trips.  Some of the girls called
me Rose, when they weren't teasing me about my ears that is." With that she
tugged at her sticky out ears.

   "Why Rose?"

   "You know from the old song second-hand Rose."

   "Well you needn't worry about that in future.  Do you get much teasing
about your ears Izzy?"

   "Oh yes, Dumbo and Mickey Mouse are two of the commonest.  But there's
nothing I can do about that except ignore them." I decided then and there
that she would never be teased about old clothes again and I would see if I
could get permission to have her ears pinned back.  The weekend passed
quickly, we had set up a new computer on my network and then transferred
all her data from the old clunker she had been using, from Windows 95 to XP
in one jump.  She was amazed how fast her new computer went.  I had been
shopping for my young sprite; she was still in children's sizes so she was
easy to buy for.

   The days had passed and Christmas was nigh, Christmas Eve was upon us
and I was doing the final shopping, my third bedroom was a mass of parcels
wrapped up and labelled with Izzy's name, some new clothes she had already
been given but the rest were waiting for the grand Christmas morning
opening.  We had been busy in the days leading up to the festival, Izzy had
never really experienced a full on Christmas, so now we had an eight foot
Christmas tree stretching from floor to ceiling.  Streamers were running
from the corners to the light fitting in the centre of the room.  I had
everything finally prepared as we sat down in the lounge in front of the
log fire that was blazing in the stove with the doors open.  I had brought
through a loaf of bread, some butter and the toasting fork.  I sat there
toasting bread as the flames died down over the deep ash bed.  It was a
sensual thing, thick slabs of toast running with melted butter.  Finally we
were stuffed and I moved back to lean against the armchair, Izzy snuggled
into me.

   "I do like being with you Andy, it's nicer than it was with mum, she
never seemed to have time for me." I leant forward and kissed the top of
her head.  I looked at the clock and saw that it was gone ten.

   "Time for you to be heading for bed young lady." With that I stood up
and helped Izzy to her feet, she came to me and climbed my body to reach up
and kiss me on my cheek.  We went upstairs and she had her shower before
heading for bed.  I went in to say goodnight.

   "Good night Andy." I nearly jumped through the roof as she briefly
kissed me on the lips.  I sat with her until I could hear her breathing had
changed to sleep sounds and went into my room to bring out all her
presents. I piled them round the tree for her and then went up for my
shower and bed.  I slipped under the covers, au naturelle and was soon
asleep.  I woke once in the night, there was that curious brightness in the
room, which told me that it had snowed in the night.  I turned back over in
my lonely king size bed and was soon back asleep.  I was disturbed by the
feeling of someone in bed with me.  An arm over my back and two cones
boring into my back.  I could feel a hand moving over my belly and drifting
down to reach for my cock.  Traitorous thing, it reacted by becoming a
solid bar.

   "Izzy, what are you doing in bed with me?"

   "I was lonely and wanted to join you, you've always been here for me and
I wanted to cuddle up close." I then felt a slim body climb over me, the
covers came off and I realised my little sprite was nude, then she snuggled
in against my chest, her nipples boring into mine as she tried to kiss me,
my traitorous cock snuggled in between her thin thighs, she tilted her head
back and wriggled until her lips reached mine and she kissed me.  My hands
slipped around her shoulders and cuddled her to me as she kissed me, her
tongue forcing its way between my lips.

   "I shouldn't be doing this Izzy, it's wrong, I could get into serious
trouble, I could go to prison and you could go into care."

   "Who'll ever know, I'm not telling anyone else.  The police, the doctors
and social services all know I'm not a virgin.  I can't get pregnant as
that doctor at the hospital put that contraceptive implant in me.  Now stop
talking and kiss me." I surrendered, my mouth started working with Izzy
instead of fighting her; my hand drew back from her back and cupped a firm
young breast.  I started to massage the firm flesh and then tweaked the
nipple.

   "Oh yes Andy that feels so good." I was on my back, if anything happened
it would be Izzy's doing, she lay on top of me then she slowly sat up, I
enjoyed the pleasure of watching her body spread before my eyes.  What was
sad was seeing how thin she was, I could count her ribs and sitting up her
pelvic horns stood out.  I traced her bones with my fingers, appalled that
I could grip her wrist in my thumb and forefinger and have them overlap.

   "If you want to make love with me then this first time at least you have
to do all the work." My hands slid over her taut belly and up and over her
firm cones of flesh.  She started moving her hips over me, sliding my rigid
cock through the opening of her pussy, coating my flesh with her love
juices.  My right hand finger walked to her pussy and searched for her
clit. Her body erupted as the sensations drove her over the edge.  Her
fingers reached for my cock as she rose up over me, I could feel the glans
slide into the opening of her pussy before she dropped onto my rigid bar.
Oh the sensations as her tight pussy enveloped my cock, her pussy lips
sliding tightly down my shaft until her pubes mashed with mine.  I could
feel her pussy being forced open every inch of the way as my cock divided
her.  I felt every ridge and mound in her oh so tight pussy, finally I
could see the movement in her belly where my cock was stretching her pussy
walls.  I looked down at our bodies joined together, her leg muscles
rippling as she rose up from my lap, then relaxing as she dropped back
home. I caressed her clit as she fucked herself on me.  Her body went into
spasms of delight, the walls of her pussy milking my cock until I released
my cum into her welcoming depths.  She slumped on me; her head fell back on
her shoulders as she cried her pleasure to the sky.  I drew her forward and
lowered her to my chest, her eyes closed, a huge grin plastered across her
face.  Slowly her eyes opened and she smiled at me.

   "Oh Andy, that was better than I ever imagined.  I feel so full down
there; it's strange to think that you are actually inside me." I tensed my
muscles and made my cock move inside her.  "That's what I mean; you are
actually inside my body." I brought my hands up and started to play with
her firm tits, I hunched down the bed and managed to capture one of the
nipples between my lips, a little, hard, warm nubbin, which I rolled
between my lips.  Izzy captured my head and held me to her breasts; as I
suckled on her I could hear her breathing change as she became more
excited. I started to hump up inside her, my cock suddenly becoming fully
hard again.  I released her little boob and rolled us over.  I scooped her
legs up with my hands and rolled her backwards.  My cock plummeted into her
very depths.

   "Oh Andy, you're so very deep, it almost hurts."

   "That's me pushing against your cervix; let me pull out a bit, is that
better?"

   "Yes, but I want you back in, it feels very good." I slowly started to
slide the full length of my cock gently into and out of her welcoming
pussy; I could feel the glans pressing against her cervix on every in
stroke.  Every time my pubis hit hers I swung my hips to increase the
contact, exciting her clit until I brought her off again.  Every spasm of
her pussy milked more semen from my cock I continued to stroke into her
through a third and a fourth orgasm, finally I was on the brink of another
orgasm.  I pushed home as tightly as I could, my explosion inside her
triggered her orgasm and I could feel her cervix pulsing in time with her
pussy.  I held there, supported by my arms around her thin, bony thighs.  I
was unable to think coherently I just looked down into Izzy's face, her
eyes reopened and she smiled up at me.

   "Oh Andy, that was so good, I think about what some of my friends have
described for their first times."

   "True, but your cherry was busted the other day, though that wasn't you
giving your virginity that was a bastard hurting you, he may have
physically broken your hymen but it was tonight that you gave me such a
precious present, your virginity."

   "That sounds so lovely Andy, I promised myself I wouldn't say this, but
I will, I love you Andy."

   "And I love you Izzy, you have given me such a wonderful gift.

   "Can we go to sleep like this?"

   "I don't think so.  I would crush you and you would wake up in a lot of
pain from having your legs folded like this, but if I release your legs and
you lower them beside me again." I matched actions to words and helped her
straighten her legs.  "Now wrap your arms around me and hold tight as I
roll us back over again." We rolled over and she was resting on top of me.
She pulled her arms out from under my back as I wrapped my arms around her.
I pulled a pillow over and placed it over my shoulder to give her a pad for
her head.  I kissed her and we slowly drifted back off to sleep.  I woke
first with a young nymph asleep on my shoulder.  It was Christmas morning;
the window was still dark as I gently rolled Izzy onto her side and off of
me.  I slid out of bed and into the bathroom to take a leak and clean up
the mess that had slid out of Izzy during the night.  I was soon clean and
dry and I went to the airing cupboard on the landing and found her long
school sock I had borrowed and filled with little presents for Christmas. I
took the sock and laid it over her feet as I slid into bed.  I drew the
covers back over us and rolled her back on top of me, she sighed in her
sleep and snuggled more tightly into me.  I lay there dozing until I felt
her wake up.

   "Happy Christmas Izzy."

   "Same to you, ooh there's something on my leg." She wriggled round and
rescued her sock.  Ooh presents.  She happily disembowelled the sock,
pulling out the little presents, a make up kit, a small doll and lots of
other little gifts.  "Oh thank you Andy.  You are so good to me."

   "This is just your morning surprise.  The rest are downstairs waiting
for you, go and have a shower and get dressed." She kissed me on the lips
and scampered into the bathroom.  I went to my wardrobe and selected the
new pink velour sweatshirt and blue denim skirt and laid them on the bed
with her undies and white socks.  I dressed as Izzy showered.  She was soon
back in the bedroom with me and excitedly getting dressed in her new
clothes.

   "Come on down and have some breakfast before we open your presents." She
held tightly to my hand as we went downstairs.  I started the breakfast and
whilst Izzy was watching it I went into the lounge and put a match to the
fire I had prepared the night before.  It was soon blazing brightly as I
returned to finish making the breakfast.  The first dish was the porridge I
had finished off in the microwave.  I spooned golden syrup over the dishes
and then the creamy milk.  We stood their eating the porridge as the fry up
finished cooking.  I finished the porridge just in time to dish up the
bacon, sausage, mushroom and fried egg and carried both plates into the
dining room.  We were soon finished and our plates were rapidly in the
dishwasher.  We went through into the lounge where I had lit the fire I had
prepared the night before.  Then I set too giving Izzy her presents, I had
replaced all her clothes including her school uniform, then she had dolls
and computers, make up and CD's to play on her new CD player.  By the time
she finished opening her presents she had a dazed look on her face.

   "Oh Andy, I don't know when I ever had such a Christmas as this." With
that she flung herself in my arms and kissed me.  As I held her small frail
body in my arms I could feel her bones digging into me as she cried her
happiness.  "I wish mum could have been here for this Christmas day.  But
if she was here, we wouldn't have had such a nice Christmas." I kissed her
face and wiped away her tears; we still had her mum's funeral to face.  We
were still waiting on the decision of the coroner to release her body for
burial.  The "boyfriend" was still unconscious in hospital, Izzy had
crushed his skull with her first blow and he was hooked up to a life
support machine.  If he survived he had to be able to instruct his defence
counsel to order their own post-mortem so we had to wait, it was cruel on
Izzy, but it was the law.  We moved through to the kitchen to start sorting
out our Christmas dinner, we had a goose to roast; well it was something we
had never tried, along with roast potatoes and parsnips.  There was
cauliflower, garlic sprouts, honeyed carrots and peas.  It would be a real
feast for my little waif.  I could play tunes on her ribs she was so thin.
I was under instructions to feed her up.  My doctor had dealt with starved
children before and he had given me special drinks for her to give her,
between her four meals a day.  It was fun to cook the mountains of food. 
We were plating up spare meals so that we could freeze them for Izzy's
fourth meal of the day.  Soon the meat was cooking and most of the veg was
in pans of water waiting for the time for them to be put on to cook.  We
moved back into the lounge and were sat in front of the fire.  Izzy was
sitting on my lap when her mobile phone rang.

   "Hi Steph...  yes I'm fine, well no, not really, mum was killed last
week and I'm living with my neighbour...  yes I had heard about your mum...
your parents told you...  yes, I'd love to come and visit, I'll ask Andy...
Andy, my friend Steph has invited us over for dinner tomorrow, her adoptive
parents heard about us through their social worker as she knew that their
children would be able to help me as Steph's mum murdered her adoptive
father to be and died.  And she has now been adopted with a house full of
children."

   "Would you really like to go Izzy?"

   "Oh yes please, Steph's mum has said she'll tell you how to get there...
Steph, we can come, can you put your mum on the phone, here's Andy." I took
the phone.

   "Hello, is that Andy?"

   "Yes, is that Steph's...?" There was a giggle on the line.  "Yes, it's
her adoptive mum; I have a whole parcel of adoptive children.  Now getting
here, do you know the church, and the new, Old Rectory?" I smiled at the
description, though it was accurate.  A new rectory had replaced the Old
Rectory; and the old one sold.  That was burnt down and replaced by a much
bigger building.  "Well we live in there; it will be good for Izzy to know
there is life after tragedy."

   "We'll look forward to that, what time should we arrive?"

   "If you get here for about ten thirty tomorrow morning."

   "Okay' I'll look forward to it, I'll put Izzy back on." Izzy and her
friend talked for about five minutes before hanging up. ...

   The day had passed comfortably, evening was on us and the fire was
banked down for the night.

   "Andy, can I sleep in your bed tonight?  Please?"

   "Of course you can, you know that I love you and only want the best for
you."

   "Thanks Andy, can we go in the hot tub first?"

   "Of course we can." We walked out to the utility room, I switched on the
blowers and heaters so that by the time we had showered the hot tub would
be ready for us.  We were soon showered and hand in hand we entered the hot
tub.  Izzy drew me down on the love seats so that we could snuggle together
in the bubbling cauldron of hot water.  We sat there talking about our
future and Izzy's future at school.  Izzy came over to me and floated above
me in the hot bubbling water, next thing I knew I was gripped by her arms
and legs and had full length contact, hard nipples, pointed hips and bony
fingers and toes.

   "I love you Andy."

   "I love you too." I stood up and the water sheeted from us, I climbed
out of the tub and lowered Izzy to the decking.  I reached for a warm
fluffy towel and wrapped it around us.  I could feel every bone in her back
as I rubbed her.  As we walked into the utility room I turned off the tub
and turned on the shower.

   "Time to go in darling." I dropped the towel I had been drying her with
and enveloped her in a new towel.  I snagged another for me and led her in,
turning off the tub as we went.  We went up to my room and as we stood by
the bed we dropped our towels.  We moved together, she reaching up for my
neck to draw me down for a kiss, my arms encompassed her and drew her young
angular body against mine, one hand caressed the planes of her back as my
other lifted up her back to caress her neck, I moved my hand and tickled
her ear.

   "Leave it Andy, my ears are too big, I hate them."

   "I love them, as they are a part of you, but if they distress you we
will have to talk with the doctor about having them altered."

   "Oh Andy, would you really take me to the doctor, I spoke with him but
mum told him I was fussing about nothing, that it was good for me to stand
up to name calling." "I shouldn't speak ill of the dead but I will; your
mother should have tried living in your place for a week before saying
anything like that to the doctor.  I know that he will recommend that they
are done on the NHS but we will see what the waiting time is, if it's too
long I'll get them done privately."

   "But that will cost you too much."

   "Watch my lips, if the delay is too long I will have them done
privately, I hope we can get them done before you go back to school.  I
will ring Dave tomorrow before we take you round to Steph's, and see what
he says."

   I had to stop speaking as Izzy had captured my lips and was kissing me
like there was no tomorrow.  I released her head and allowed my hand to
slide down her body, over the sharpness of her shoulder to her developing
breast; I stopped to tease the nipple into full hardness before allowing my
fingers to ring out a tune on her ribs.  Her body dropped away below her
ribs into a cavity where there should be smooth flesh, she was
heartbreakingly thin, then finally I reached her thinly covered pussy, just
a scattering of hair covered her mons and her vaginal lips, my fingers
broke through the dry skin and into her wet pussy.  I moved forward and
felt her legs move back against the bed, she stopped as I brought my mouth
to her pussy and started to suckle on her clit, sucking it out of its
hooded lair.  My fingers slid in and reached got her G spot.  I soon had
her gasping and crying out in joy as I teased the greatest sensations out
of her pussy and clit.  It wasn't long before she was holding onto my head
as I ate her to a shattering climax.  Her body slumped back onto the bed as
I helped her to go down safely, I half stood and brought my helmet to her
pussy lips and slid slowly but firmly into her young body, my cock scything
through her tight passages, her legs lifted up and clasped around my waist,
pulling me deeper into her depths.  I lifted further up and her back left
the bed, my cock pummelling her welcoming body as my hands held onto her
pelvic horns, I used them to draw her further onto my rampant cock.  She
screamed her delight as I brought her to another shattering orgasm, I could
feel her pussy walls spasm and try to milk me of my cum.  I could hold back
no longer and my hot semen splashed her cervix as I released my joy filled
orgasm into her.  I lifted my knees onto the bed and then grasped her
shoulders and pivoted her around my cock to allow me to knee walk further
onto the bed carrying her with me.  I let her knees down and lay down
beside her, held her tight and rolled over onto my back.  Izzy sank full
length onto my cock.

   "Oh that feels so good." Then she laid her head on my chest and fell
fast asleep.  I soon drifted away into sleep myself; thoughts of visiting
the Dunne-McGarvy's and the doctors filled my mind.  The End