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Subject: {ASSM} A Most Unusual Man {Simple Man}
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A Most Unusual Man By Simple Man

   Foreword

   Harlan Akins was a gifted man, a most unusual man, a man many would
envy. Harlan attracted little girls like a magnet to steel.  He could
simply walk into any area where there were little girls and they would come
flocking around him.  But most unusual was the reaction of the little girls
as they would throw their arms around his neck and kiss him on his lips,
much to the surprise of their mothers who witnessed this.

   There was nothing remarkable about Harlan Akins, he was not particularly
handsome nor young and rugged, he was if anything, ordinary and
non-threatening.  His eyes did sparkle, however, when the little ones
gathered either singly or in numbers.  Many a mother made apologies for
their daughter's uncharacteristic behavior and had to force their
daughter's arms from around his neck, scolding them as they literally
dragged them away.

   Part One

   John Patton waited and watched from his park bench, he waited for this
man everyone was talking about.  The playground lay just ahead and children
played on the swings and merry-go-round as children will do.  Casting down
peanuts to a hungry bunch of squirrels he waited for a considerable time
before seeing a man walk up the stone path toward him.  A non-descript man,
ordinary, one that could blend in with a crowd and never be noticed.  Crisp
clean clothes that were casual and a meandering gait in his walk.  Within
seconds the little girls came running from the playground.  Without a
second thought John Patton arrested the man and hauled him away to an
awaiting Police car.

   A full body search revealed nothing and Harlan was allowed to dress. 
John Patton waited for him in the interrogation room.  More than eight
hours had lapsed after the arrest and as Harlan sat down across the table
from Detective John Patton, the detective studied him intensely.  This late
in the day and Harlan still looked like he was freshly shaved, most unusual
the detective thought.

   "Harlan is it?"

   "Yes, Harlan Akins."

   "Why do you suppose that when you arrived in the park today that all the
little girls came running up to you?  I might also add that every single
one of the girls on the playground came running.  How do you explain this?"

   "I cannot explain this, it just happens."

   The door burst open and a little girl rushed in with Maria Jones of the
States Attorney's office in hot pursuit behind her by only seconds, but
that was enough for the little girl to climb into Harlan's lap and kiss
him. John Patton sat there, his eyes wide with wonder at the fact that it
had happened again.  For no apparent reason a little girl was drawn to
Harlan right in front of him and the man did nothing to provoke it this
time either.

   Miss Jones was an unwed mother and her daughter Casey, a slip of a girl
at only six, had come in to the Police Station on a Saturday many times to
question a would be felon, and always before the child sat in the lobby and
played with her favorite doll, but not this time.

   "Casey, what are you doing in that man's lap?" Maria questioned.

   "He loves me!" the child responded.

   Maria walked around the table to fetch her daughter, but the child
wrapped her arms around his neck and held on for dear life.  Stopping in
her tracks she decided against causing any more of a scene and looked at
Detective John Patton with questioning eyes.  The man she had worked with
for many years looked at her and shrugged his shoulders.  Maria sat down
facing her daughter and this unknown man.  Feeling safe again, Casey began
kissing Harlan's neck and nuzzling him.  Harlan just sat there holding the
little girl and enjoying her affections toward him, it was nothing new. 
Near the door a little rag doll lay quietly by the floor molding in plain
sight.

   "John, is there any reason to hold him, has he broke any law?  If not
then you have less than one hour to release him before violating his rights
or booking him for what I don't know."

   "Maria, we have nothing on him, but I can tell you I have never seen
anything like it before, he is like a magnet with little girls.  The
playground had lots of little boys playing but only the girls came running.
I just don't understand."

   Maria broke her gaze at John and looked over at her daughter.  Casey was
breathing fast and hard and her white shorts were wet in the crotch, the
smell unmistakable, she was clearly sexually aroused, but what shocked her
most was that Harlan's hands were on the table in plain sight.  Her
daughter was close to an orgasm and she knew it, but how for God's sake? 
Little mewing sounds were now coming from the little girl and then she
shuddered and went limp, her breathing slowly returning to normal.  Then
without a word Casey slipped from his lap and walked over to pick up her
doll then walked out of the room.

   "What did we just see?" John said with some alarm.

   "My daughter, six year old Casey, had an orgasm sitting on his lap and
he did nothing to make it happen!  That's what I saw.  Nothing!  She just
sat there kissing him and got all hot and bothered.  John, she is just a
little girl, how could that have happened?"

   "I don't know, but I am holding him over for child abuse until we get to
the bottom of this."

   "You can't do that, I sat here and watched the whole thing as you did
and that man did nothing to stimulate her in any way, he didn't even have
his arms around her.  You'll have to let him go." ___

   Harlan Akins walked out of the Police Station and into the warm night
air, took a deep satisfying breath and walked away.

   Part Two

   "What the hell do you mean - he doesn't exist!  He sat right there in
the interrogation room with me, you were there!" Maria was overly
distraught.

   "I'm telling you that there is no record of him, no record anywhere.  No
drivers license, no social security number, no nothing.  He doesn't come up
in any database so he doesn't exist!" John responded.

   "Alright!  Then pick him up on vagrancy!"

   "Half the force is out looking for him, but I suspect they will not find
him.  I think he will show up somewhere when he wants to and we will have
nothing on him again.  Here look at these fingerprint cards we took of him.
Notice anything strange?"

   "No, am I supposed to?"

   "FBI states that they are generic, they are real but have no
identifiable markings or in other words no match."

   "So, the guy has never been fingerprinted before."

   "Not true, he could have been fingerprinted many times but with no
identifiable markings there would never be a match.  This guy is a ghost!"
___

   Casey endured being poke and prodded, her legs spread and the doctor
studying her intently, all the while holding her favorite doll and
wondering when this would all end.

   "There is absolutely nothing wrong with Casey.  Her hymen is intact and
she has never been entered as there is no scaring of any kind.  As far as
her having an orgasm, I seriously doubt that, it must have just been her
bladder relieving itself a little, it happens.  Her holding it back could
have looked like sexual release when she peed.  We all know this feeling."

   Maria thanked the doctor and thought he was full of shit, she could tell
an orgasm when she saw one and there was also the sexual aroma of vaginal
secretions.  This effort had gotten her nowhere.  Every effort she had made
to talk to Casey about what happened fell on deaf ears, the child told her
nothing.  When she arrive home with her daughter, Harlan was waiting for
them.

   Harlan sat on the front porch steps as she pulled her car into the
driveway, stopped and then turned off the ignition.  Casey bolted from the
car leaving the door open and ran to him quickly settling into his lap and
kissing him on his lips.  Harlan's warm smile greeted the child's mother as
she stopped in front of him and felt a wash of emotions flow through her
body, instantly she was calm and her bladder emptied.  Slowly the tingling
sensation grew more intense and she felt herself becoming aroused, then
incredibly aroused as if someone was making love to her.  Casey wiggled her
butt on his lap feeling the same as her mother but unknowing it.  Suddenly
Maria felt weak in the knees and knew then she was going to orgasm.  Then
it hit her as it hit her six year old daughter, that rollercoaster ride
over the top and into ecstasy.  A small pool of urine wetted the sidewalk
as mother and daughter had their orgasm together.

   Harlan gently lifted Casey off of his lap and set her on the step, got
up and walked off down the street, his mind telling the pretty little girl
and her equally pretty mother to go into the house and forget everything.
As he walked along at his own pace, little girls ran out to follow him only
to be loved a little and then let go to resume what they had been doing,
and if anyone ever asked them the answer would simply be "He loves me!"
   The End

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