Part 1 - "An Unexpected Surprise"

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It's the first of October, and time to head for Las Vegas. I've been wintering here in St. Louis for a number of years. I am lucky, I retired at the age of 52. Before the real estate crash, I made millions on the backs of those greedy bastards in Florida. Then, I got the hell out of there.

[A quick St. Louis history - When I moved to St. Louis, I bought a nice old brown stone in one of the wealthier neighborhoods. I looked for about six months, before I found this house. It is detached from the neighbors, and has a large easily accessible back yard. I decided early on, that I wasn't going to stay in St. Louis for the Midwest winters. I finally settled on Las Vegas as my choice for a winter residence. Soon after I moved into the brown stone, I put up a nice pole barn large enough to store an RV.

Going back to Florida, I bought an RV: a 35 ft diesel pusher, class "A", with three slide outs. I use it to live in when I am in Las Vegas. I bought a real nice isolated trailer/RV lot in one of those fancy retirement parks. The property managers were having a hard time selling these two small lots in the back of the community. I bought them both, and all around the property, I planted this giant ass hedge from hell. The hedge works great at blocking everyone's view. Perfect for a reclusive bachelor that doesn't want to be bothered by his over friendly neighbors.]

I like living in St. Louis, it's one of the few small, big cities left in the US. The baseball is very good here. I have box seats, and really enjoy routing for the local team. The food is good, and there's lots of little "good times" hot spots. I love to hang out, have a few drinks with friends, and pick up a young thing from time to time.

But like all good things, summer has ended, and the team didn't make the playoff this year. Oh, well. I just have to head for Las Vegas earlier than usual. I hate when we get to the last game of the year, and then loose that game, along with our last chance for the playoffs,.......but that's baseball. They had a good team, just a little young. We should be much better next year,....I hope. I hate those fucker's from Chicago. LOL, they didn't make it either.

With the baseball season over, I take the next few days getting the RV stocked, and ready to go. I'm going to tow my Jeep, so there's another set of things I need to get ready before I leave. Finally, I have the Jeep attached to the back of the RV, and all the safety cables/harnesses hooked up for the long trip to Vegas.

Deciding to get a few hundred miles in before stopping in a Walmart parking lot, I turn off the water, set the alarm, and lock the brown stone up for the winter. My neighbor Bob will check the house every few days for me. He goes in to water my tropical plants, I keep in basement during the winter. I like my patio plants during the summer.

Pulling the RV and Jeep out into the side street, I close and lock my back gate. Getting back in the RV, I start to work my way through the neighborhoods until I get on the good old west bound, I-44 freeway.

It's about 8 pm, and I plan to stop in Springfield, Missouri three or so hours away, depending on traffic.

I've been driving for a couple hours, when my bladder lets me know I need to pee. I should have taken a piss before I left home. Knowing I'm about 15 miles from a Rest Stop, I unbutton the top button on my khaki shorts. That will give me enough time to get to the Rest Stop, and a bathroom.

I usually don't use the RV bathroom unless I have to. Less clean-up at the end of the trip. I always stay where I can use a restroom in a store, or at an RV park.

Thirteen bladder filled minutes later, I pull off the highway, and into the Rest Stop. With the RV towing the Jeep, I have to park in one of the on-highway truck lanes. By this time of the night most are filled with truckers getting their required rest. I finally see one between two trucks, toward the end of the available parking.

Pulling in between the parked semi's, I note how dark it is when I turn off the headlights. No matter, I get my small flashlight, and head to the door. Once outside, I lock the door with a key less fob. I had the electronic lock system installed when I bought the RV.

Legs crossed, I head to the main complex building, and the bathrooms. This Rest Stop has a main floor with the bathrooms, and a lower floor with vending machines.

Coming in the door, I walk along the edge of the stairs leading down to the vending machines. Out of the corner of my eye, I think I see a shadow move back by the vending machines. Stopping, I look closely, but nothing moves again, or possibly at all.

Shrugging my shoulders, I walk into the men's restroom, and take a most satisfying piss. Finishing, I walk to the sink, and wash my hands. I think I'll get a snack before heading back to the RV.

Coming out of the bathroom, I turn and start down the stairs to the vending machines. This must be a popular Rest Stop, there is a wide selection of sodas and sandwiches. Going up to the Pepsi machine, I put in a couple of bucks and select a Mt. Dew. I'll need the caffeine to get to Springfield.

Opening the bottle of soda, I move along to the sandwich machines. That's when I hear a muffled sound from behind the last vending machine. Not wanting to disturb a sleeping homeless person, or something much worse, I quickly buy two sandwiches, a ham with cheese and PBJ.

Keeping my eye on the last vending machine, I'm surprised to see the toe of a small athletic shoe underneath the machine. The shoe is definitely not that of an adult, but most likely a child.

A child, what the hell is a child doing hiding behind vending machine in an isolated Rest Stop. I've heard of homeless children, but never seen any. Shit, should I get involved, or just walk out forgetting I ever saw that small shoe.

Looking toward the end of the vending machines, I see an exit sign above the door that leads to a picnic area on the patio. A garbage can near the exit door has the lid askew. Hiding behind the vending machine, lid askew.....this child is scavenging left overs in the trash. Not on my watch, that settles it.

Thinking quickly, I sit down on one of the benches across from the vending machines, and open the ham and cheese. Taking a noisy bit, "uuuuhmm that's a pretty good sandwich", I mumble around a mouth full of ham and cheese.

Pretending that I'm leaving, I intentionally leave the PBJ sandwich laying on the bench. Not wanting to scare him, I turn, and walk towards the stairs. Climbing a couple of stairs, I cough loud enough for someone at the end of the vending machines to assume I'm going up the stairs. Quietly, I walk back down the stairs, and around the corner into a small alcove with a door marked "Janitorial Supplies".

Taking off my red St. Louis ball cap, I look tentatively back down the line of vending machines. Will I have long to wait? I wonder if he'll take the bait? Hunger is a very powerful motivation. I'm pretty sure this homeless child is desperate, and will risk exposure for a PBJ sandwich.

After a few minutes, I hear some muffled movement from behind the vending machine. Soon, I can see a dirty blue jean covered leg, and that small athletic shoe. He's looking back up the stairs, but can't see me. My alcove is behind the other end of the machines.

Deciding the coast is clear, he darts out and grabs the PBJ. Turning away from me, he tears the plastic cover off, fishes out half the sandwich, and takes a huge bite.

Moving quickly, I step out of my hiding spot, and sit quietly on another bench about 20 feet from this very hungry homeless child.

Clearing my throat, "Hi there, if you're still hungry, I'll buy you another sandwich.", I ask quietly trying not to scare him too badly.

At the sound of my voice, he instantly freezes in place. Slowly turning, I get the shock of my life....this isn't a boy, but a 9 or 10 year old little girl. A look of pure terror dons her dirty, otherwise pretty face. She is about to make a break for it, but decides I'm not much of a treat sitting down on the bench.

Relaxing ever so slightly, she looks me over before replying, "So why would you buy me another sandwich, when I just stole this one???", she ask matter of factually, glancing towards the door and escape.

Smiling at her, and her belated honesty, "Well, you didn't really steal the sandwich, I left it for you. I though you might be hungry, and need some help.", I answer her casually.

Holding very still I continue, "I won't hurt you. I only want to help?", I explain hopefully.

Ignoring my question, she looks back up the stairs afraid, I might be with someone.

Seeing her gaze, I quickly follow with, "I'm here alone. There's no one else here, but me. I promise.", I encourage trying to gain a measure of her trust.

She's wearing a dirty red ball cap, at least two grime covered sweat shirts, and a crusty pair of blue jeans. Her tennis shoes are by far the cleanest part of her apparel. Her hair is a tangle mess, with bits of forest debris mixed in, for that......"I've been living outside for awhile".....wild look.

Looking helpless she say, "Thanks but this will be enough. I have to go!!!"

Turning she heads for the exit door leading to the picnic area. Before she gets to the door, I call after her, "I'm sorry you've been left here. I would like very much to help you, if you will let me.", I state emphatically before continuing. "I'll wait right here for 30 minutes. If you don't come back, I'll know you don't want my help, and I will be on my way.", I plead with her in all sincerity.

Pausing at the door, she turns, "OK, I'll think about it!!!", she says before going out the door. I see her inching along the glass to the right, before loosing sight of her in the darkness.

A pretty smart young lady, she was avoiding the security system camera's. As I sit contemplating my future, I realize that my fate now rests with the decision of a dirty rag muffin little girl. I have committed myself in helping a hapless stranger. Who knows what kind of trouble this will cause me.

At the very least, the problems that come with taking care of a young girl, who's been abandon by one, or more of her parents. What the hell am I thinking.

It's my time to consider running for it. Just about the time I get myself convinced to leave early, I hear a tentative knocking on the window by the exit door.

Sure enough there stands my uncertain future, and look,........it's cloned itself. Standing beside the first tattered girl is a smaller version, face pressed against the glass trying to get a good look at me.

My future cast, I stand and slowly walk toward the two young homeless girls. As I get to the door, I smile at them. Only the little one returns my smile. I'm assuming her big sister is not going to let me in, quite that soon.

The older girl points at the window indicating I should follow her lead, and follow the window into the dark. Jeez maybe this is not such a good idea!!.....They may still have a "someone" out there ready to kick the shit out of me, and take everything I have,.....even my life (ha, ha,....that will be the day.)

Taking a deep breath, I follow the girls into the darkness on the west side of the main building. There is not much light illuminating the picnic area, and even less as I follow the two nearly invisible girls in front of me.

Almost to the forest, we sit down on the last picnic table. The two girls on one side, and me on the other.

Not wasting any time, the older girl starts right in, "Before we go any further, how did you know I was behind the vending machine.", she ask pointedly glaring across the table at me.

Smiling at her boldness, "I thought I saw a shadow move down by the vending machines when I first came in, but it was seeing your small tennis shoe under the vending machine that gave you away.", I tell her truthfully before continuing.

"I thought a child might need some help. That's when I left you the sandwich. You know the rest.", I finish watching the two girls across from me.

("Sisters....wild....in darkness.", echos a voice from my distant past. "Ignore the fucking past. That was a long time ago!!!", I think returning to the present.)

"So why should we trust you?", she finally asks me the hard question.

"I don't think your should,.....but quite frankly, I think you're out of options. Someone other than me will soon find you and your sister. They will either call the police, or more likely be a monster. Do you know what I mean?", I ask her honestly.

Nodding her head, she replies darkly, "You mean someone who will hurt us, and maybe do bad things to us,.....right!!!"

Smiling, "Yes, that's right. I am asking you to give me a chance to help. Let's give this a little time, and see how this works out. I've never taken care of children before, so you'll have to help me learn, too. If this doesn't work, I will at least take you away from here, and get you to the DCFS (Department of Children and Family Services).", saying that I reach into my pocket, and slide my cell phone across the picnic table.

"What's this for?" she asks innocently, not quite understanding why I just gave her a cell phone.

"It's for you and your sister. If you ever feel threatened, you can call the police, or a family member.", I tell her simply.

The older one reaches out, and picks up the phone. She quickly hits the button on the side turning it "On". After checking it for a few moments, she turns it back "Off". Looking back at me, she almost smiles.

"So, I will give you guys a few minutes to decide what you want to do. I need to head out, so it's up to you.", with that I stand up and head back toward the door into the main building.

Then behind me I hear my future changing for the better, "Hey, mister!!!.....Mister, can you give us a few minutes to get our stuff. I'll need to go back down the hill to our shelter.", the older girl ask hesitantly, looking scared for the first time.

Turning around, I see the smaller one holding the hand of the larger one. Hopefully they look up at me. Cautiously, I walk up stopping a few feet away, and get down on one knee. Holding out my hands, the oldest one reaches tentatively to take my left, and the small one quickly grabs my right.

Kneeling there in the dark, I smile at them both, "Hi, my name is Rick McAlister. I'm very glad to meet you.", I respond happily.

Giggling softly, the small bold one quickly responds, "Hi. My name is Molly. I'm seven years old. Can we get another peanut butter, and jelly sandwich, or two? I'm still hungry.", she tells me confidently looking over to her older sister.

The older one groans, "Dammit Molly, I told you to wait. Sorry, she gets excited sometimes. My name is Jenny. Will it be OK if we go back down the hill. Please, I need to get our back pack, with all our records and paperwork. It's the only thing that bitch left us. Our Mom abandoned us here seven days ago. She needed a fix, but didn't need us anymore!!", she petitions angrily.

"OK, Jenny. Do you want me to stay here with Molly while you go get the back pack?", I ask cautiously afraid to spook her.

Jenny thinks about this for a few seconds, and deciding to take a chance, drops my hand. Without a word she turns, and walks away into the darkness.

Standing with Molly's dirty hand in mine, she looks up at me, "I hope the eyes don't get her. They have been getting much worse the last few days.", she says trembling slightly. With growing apprehension, Molly gazes into the darkness where Jenny disappeared from view.

"The eyes?", I question, looking towards Molly.

"Yea, the eyes that come in the night to bite us, and take our food. Shit.....Oooh sorry, I'm not suppose to use that word. They even carried off my poor old teddy bear the other night. Jenny stays awake at night, and fights them off, but there's so many. They even carry off their dead, and eat them too.", she says in a quivering voice.

"Molly, do you mean rats!!!", I ask shocked at what these little girls may have endured here.

"Yea, big ones. I hate those things. You don't have rats where you live do you?", she ask concerned shivering from head to toe.

"No princess, no rats where I live.", I tell her as she moves a little closer.

Standing into the dark, Molly grips my hand even tighter, as we wait for Jenny to return up the hill. A few minutes later, I hear Jenny coming up the hill. Molly seeing her sister, releases my hand and runs to meet Jenny.

"See he didn't carry me off screaming, or anything. I like him, he even listened to me, and guess what,.....there are no eyes where he lives. Won't that be great. You can sleep at night again.", she excitedly informs her big sister.

Jenny walks up, and hands me the back pack. That's the second time in just a few minutes she's trusted me. Little steps,.....little steps with this damaged little girl.

Jenny looks questioningly at me before asking, "So what type of car are you driving?"

Smiling back at her, Molly has taken my hand again, and is looking expectantly between Jenny and me. "I don't have a car. I drive, and live in my RV.", I answer Jenny.

Frowning slightly, "So, Rick where are we going?", she enquirers politely, still convinced I have some nefarious plan for her and her sister.

Taking a few minutes, I explain, "I'm sorry, things have happened so quickly, I have forgotten to tell you a little more about me. I usually live in St. Louis during the summer. In the fall, I travel to Las Vegas to spend the winter and spring. That is where I am going now. Let's get out of here, and down the road. Tomorrow we will sit down, and have a good long talk about things in general.....OK?"

"Anything sounds better than here.", Jenny intones. "How about you Molly, do you want to go with Rick to Las Vegas?", she asks her little sister.

Molly pulls down on my hand. Bending down, she kisses me on the cheek, "OK, but can I get something to eat before we go to Last Vegas? ", she responds hungrily.

Giggling softly, Jenny looks up at me, "So whats next?", she asks.

Hearing Jenny laugh at her little sister is music to my ears. "Jenny do you know where that big cider bush is on the curve going out?", I ask specifically.

Nodding her head, "Yea, we hide out there during the day sometimes. There's not as many bugs there. Kinda of noisy, but no bugs is a plus.", Jenny explains looking at Molly who's smiling up at me.

"OK, I need you and Molly to get on the dark side, closest to the highway. I will pull the RV right up in front of that bush, and stop. I will get out, and go behind the RV to check on the Jeep I'm towing. I will leave the door open for you and Molly. Crawl up the steps, and when you get inside just sit on the couch. That way, no one will ever know you're with me. Sooner, or later some bad people might come looking for you.", I explain to Jenny, knowing she will understand the need for caution.

Jenny and Molly, hand in hand disappear into the darkness on their way to the rendezvous location.

Taking the girls back pack, I work my way by the window, and into the vending machine lobby. Stopping, I quickly buy two more PBJ sandwiches for Molly. Luckily the place is still deserted as I climb the stair. Confirming that the upper floor is also deserted, I head out the door. Walking slowly down the sidewalk, I head back toward the RV. I just hope, I'm giving the girls enough time to get to the cider bush.

Unlocking the RV, I drop the girls back pack on the couch, along with two PJB sandwiches, and walk to my closet in the back bedroom. Picking out two large gray t-shirts, I walk back to the front of the RV. Opening the cabinet below the sink, I get out two garbage bags: an extra large garden, and small white kitchen.

Putting the t-shirts, and garbage bags down on the couch, I slide into my captains chair, and start up the RV. Turning on the lights, I carefully pull out from between the semi's.

God, I hope the girls are ready. Pulling onto the shoulder of main exit ramp, I stop the RV with the door just past the bushy cider. Turning the RV so that the door is not visible from the building, I turn on my hazard lights, open the door and climb out. Glancing into the darkness, I see two huddled figures crouching there waiting for me to pass.

As I go around the end of the RV, I can hear the almost silent movement of the girls behind me. They have learned far to well how to move silently, and avoid detection.

Continuing around the RV, I take my time kicking tires, and looking like I'm doing a final road check. Finished, I climb the stair, and close the door locking it. There sitting in the dark interior of the RV are the girls. Smiling, I hold my finger up to my lips. Getting into the captains chair, I check behind me, and pull onto the entrance ramp.

"A Long Drive to Walmart"

Accelerating to 65 mph, I set the cruise control on before speaking, "OK Jenny, there is a small light over the stove. You can turn that on, so you guys can see back there.", I instruct.

Keeping my eye on the road, I hear Jenny get up, and fumble around for the light switch above the stove. Finally she finds it, and turns it on. It's a small light, but enough for the girls to move around safely.

Before I can say anything, Molly gives a delighted squeal, "Thank you for the sandwiches, Rick.", she replies around a mouth full of PBJ.

Smiling at the joy two PBJ sandwiches have brought, "Girls, I need you to do something you aren't going to like. You both have been living outside, and probably have fleas, tics and most likely head lice. We'll need some time to get rid of those parasites. So I need you to take those garbage bags, and strip down to your panties. Put your really bad outer cloths in the big green garbage bag. Anything you want to keep, put in the small white garbage bag. I've laid out some long clean t-shirts for you to change into.", I demand of them.

Jenny, mumbles something under her breath about getting them out of their cloths, the first chance I got. Molly start shucking her cloths right in the middle of the RV.

Speaking over my shoulder, "Jenny, you girls can change in the bathroom. There is a slide out door you can close for privacy. Also there is a panel beside the bathroom door with lots of little red lights. Just below the row of red lights are two switches, one marked water pump. Turn "On" the water pump switch, and you can wash up, or use the toilet."

Still grumbling, Jenny and Molly walk toward the back of the gently swaying RV. I am going to try and make Tulsa tonight. I know a good Walmart parking lot to stay in. There is also a Kohl's in the same outdoor mall.

Jenny turns on the water pump, and figures out the door latch for the slide out door. Now that the girls are in the bathroom, I'm sure they'll be in there for awhile. Driving along, I slowly bump up my speed to 70 mph, and settle in for a longer than expected evening of fun filled RV driving.

Traffic is pretty light tonight, except around the small towns along I-44. The girls take a good half an hour, before they come out in their t-shirts. Looking in my rear view mirror, I can't see much. However, I'm pretty sure Molly's t-shirt is hanging down mid shin, and Jenny just above knee level.

Before Molly can ask again, "Jenny there is bread in the cabinet beside the stove, the peanut butter and jelly are in the frig. You have to push "In", on the latch handle to open the frig. There's also milk, orange juice, and soda in the door. Help your selves to what ever you want.", I provide happily staying focused on the road ahead.

They both appear to be much cleaner, all except for their hair, which still appears to be a real rats nest on top of their heads.

"Jenny, after you and Molly eat, please make sure the garbage bags are tightly closed so the bugs don't get out.", I ask not wanting to sound too parental.

"Already done Rick. I found some rubber bands in the bathroom, and used them to hold the twisted bags tight.", she replies continuing to make sandwiches for her and Molly.

I can hear her searching the cabinet for glasses. Finding them, she gets a couple out, and fills them with milk. PBJ and milk is pretty good just about anytime.

I can hear her quietly scolding Molly, "Slow down Molly, there's plenty more where that came from. Would you like a few cookies? Rick has some oatmeal raisin, and chocolate chip.", she gentle explains.

Barely above a whisper, "Can I have some of both. I don't want him to get mad at us.", Molly asks concerned.

Jenny laughs softly, "Don't worry Molly. There's enough food in those cabinet to feed us for a few weeks. All kinds of stuff. At least we won't go hungry for awhile.", she encourages her little sister.

The girls continue to plow through my bread, peanut butter, and jelly. Jenny has even found my stash of homemade jams and jelly. Using a knife, she gets a few more open. They are really enjoy the variety.

Jenny continues to rummage around in the frig, and finds the deli meats. Pulling the meat and cheese out too, they each have a deli sandwich to finish up the night. Molly really likes the hot pepper jack cheese. My dill pickles also take a hit.

I'll probably have to restock before Las Vegas at this rate. Finally done, the girls sit at the table giggling and laughing, their tummies full for the first time in weeks. Jenny tells Molly to help with clean up, as she put everything back into the frig. Meanwhile, Molly has put the dirty plates in the sink.

With everything back in order, they eventually mosey my way. I'm already enjoying the small sounds they make as they move about the RV.

Both of them come up, and thank me for the food. Molly makes sure to include a special "Thank You" for getting them away from the "Eyes", as she calls them.

Knowing they are both at the end of their ropes, I suggest, "You girls can lay down on the couch, or the bench seat, and take a nap when ever you want. We'll be stopping for the night in another few hours. There are some pillows, and blankets on the table bench.", I provide helpfully.

Molly smiles her thanks, and nonchalantly walks back to the table for a pillow, and a blanket. Jenny on the other hand, walks over to the passengers seat, and sits down. Pulling her seat belt around her slim torso, she sits watching out the front window of the RV.

Molly walks up, and kisses her sister on the cheek. Pausing for a few seconds, she walks over to me, and standing on tip toes kisses my cheek too.

Blushing a bright red, Molly giggles at my discomfort. Turning she smiles at Jenny, "I like him a lot, he's funny.", she admits before going to the couch, and with a sigh of contentment, lays down unafraid for the first time in months.

Jenny has turned towards me, watching every move I make. Her gaze is almost disconcerting in it's intensity. Slowly she pivots in the seat bringing her knees up in front of her. Pulling her t-shirt up, and over her thin coltish legs, she wraps her small arms around her legs, and smiles deviously at me.

After a few minutes, I can hear deep even breathing from Molly. Looking into the rear view mirror, I see that she's rolled onto her back, and is making cute little snoring noises.

Looking at Jenny in the passengers seat, she is watching me, watch Molly. Smiling at me, "Thank you for everything. Where are we going to stop for tonight?", she asks look out the front window, and the dark highway.

"We just crossed into Oklahoma a few miles back. I'm going to stop in Tulsa, for the rest of the night. There's a good Walmart there with lots of parking, also the same shopping center has a Kohl's department store. I need you to write down the sizes of your clothing, including your panties. I also need to know what colors you both like. I'll get you both a few changes of clothes. Enough to last until we get to Las Vegas.", I tell Jenny quickly bring her up to date on my plans for Tulsa.

Without taking her eyes off me, Jenny slowly lowers her legs to the floor. As she does her t-shirt no longer covers her long legs, or her bald preteen pussy. Looking back at the road, I focus on not looking at this incredibly beautiful, but not so innocent young girl.

Barely holding it together, "Jenny, a proper young lady does not expose herself to every male she comes in contact with. What's with the sexual display? Are you testing me, or something. You think I'm the kinda guy that will pull over, and fuck you as your sister watches. Well that's not who I am. I know you've been through a very difficult time, but you don't have to pay your way, nor does Molly. You're safe with me.", I explain emphatically trying to focus on the dark road ahead.

Pulling her t-shirt down, Jenny covers herself again. Looking out the window, she starts to cry softly. Saying nothing more, I decide to let her cry this out. As we continue down the Will Rogers Turnpike, Jenny finally cries herself to sleep.

Driving into Tulsa is always a blast. The construction, and poor transition from Turnpike, to city roads make for an interesting driving experience, especially in a RV towing a four door Jeep Rubicon.

Taking it slowly, I don't disturb the girls until, I get off the freeway. This Walmart is very close to the highway, and only takes me a few minutes to pull into the parking lot. There are several other RV's already parked for the evening, but there are plenty of good spot still available.

It's a little after 1am, and I need some sleep. Going back to the kitchen table, I quickly convert it into a bed for Jenny. Putting a sheet on the cushions, I get a pillow and blanket for her.

Walking back to the passenger seat, I unbuckle Jenny's seat belt. With an arm behind her back, and one under her spindly legs, I easily lift her in my arms, and carry her back to her bed.

Before, I can lay her down, Jenny's arms move up around my neck. Looking down at the semi clean face, I see a new emotion lurking under all that bravado,......hope,.....I see a flicker of hope.

Pulling herself up, she kisses me softly on the lips. Releasing her legs, she stands on her own in front of me, my arm dropping from her back. Smiling she brings her arms down by her side, turns and crawls onto the made up bed. Laying down, she puts the pillow under her head, and lets me cover her with the blanket.

Smiling up at me, " I'm sorry about the t-shirt thing. Thank you for everything. You better go to bed, Molly is an early riser.", she warns me and rolls over, her dirty matted hair leaving dark streaks on the pillow.

The warmth of Jenny's little girl kiss, lingers long after I start toward the back of the RV. Tired but happy, I walk into the bathroom, and take a much needed piss. Walking into the back bedroom, I just lie down on top of the covers. Within seconds, I'm fast asleep.

(My dreaming mind echoing,.......sisters,.......wild,.......in darkness!!!!)

"Welcome Shoppers"

I wake up to the smell of cooking bacon, and the soft babble of two young feminine voices.

"No Molly, you can't go wake him up. I've told you that at least 10 times now. He needs his sleep. We didn't get here until after 1am this morning. Remember, he won't be use to you running in there, and body slamming him before he's fully awake.", she scolds Molly.

Yawning loudly, I hear the sprinting feet of Molly as she vaults onto the bed, landing heavily on my chest. Just like her big sister, Molly's hair is in the same disheveled mess. I'm pretty sure we'll have to cut it all off. The girls aren't going to like this, but it's the only way I know to completely delouse them.

Now that I see Molly in the light of day, she is covered in small rat bites. She is still pretty dirty, but her bright shining face is mostly clean.

Laying on top of me, she props her face up on her elbows. Smiling at me, "Good thing you woke up before Jenny burns the bacon. Come on lets eat breakfast before it gets cold. She's cooking some scrambles eggs, and toast.", she coos happily.

Jumping off me, Molly heads back toward the front of the RV. The table bed has been changed back into a table. Someone has set the table with three place setting.

Molly seeing my gaze and pipes up, "Jenny did all the cooking, but I set the table.", she giggles pushing me towards the table, and the side with one place setting.

Sitting down, I let the girls fuss over me. Molly gets me a glass, "Orange juice or milk?", she asks politely.

"OJ please!!", I answer her as she walks towards the frig. I can't help but notice her cute little butt wiggling away beneath my gray t-shirt. Getting the orange juice she returns to fill my glass.

Jenny has been watching Molly and me. She smiles as I watch Molly's cute little butt. Looking away from Molly ass, I see Jenny smiling contently.

Finishing the eggs, Jenny puts a large pot holder in the middle of the table, and sits the food down in front of me.

Molly scoots along the bench stopping in front of her place setting. Jenny scoots in next to her sister, and waits for me to take the first serving.

Moving with exaggerated slowness, I scoop out a very small portion of eggs, before scooping out another small amount.

Looking over at the girls, Molly is scowling at me, "OK, Mr. Rick quite messing around. You're being a butt-head.", she scolds affectionately.

Jenny and I start laughing, as Molly decides to help herself rather than wait for me. About half the eggs end up on her plate, along with quite a bit of the bacon.

Smiling lovingly at her sister, Jenny divides up the rest of the eggs, and bacon between us. Setting the pan back on the table, I reach across to touch her hand. Jenny looks up in surprise. Smiling at her, "Thank you for cooking breakfast, and letting me sleep in. I appreciate you taking care of things this morning.", I praise her.

Blushing from head to toe, Jenny smiles tentatively, and starts to eat her breakfast. Molly is well on her way to finishing her mountain of food.

"This is really good Jen, thank god you didn't burn the bacon. Where did you put the toast?", she asks looking around.

Smiling, Jenny scoots off the bench seat, and gets the toast from the counter. Opening the frig, she gets out the strawberry jam and the blackberry preserves. All that time, I get to look at the cutest little perky ass, I've ever seen. Turning, she sets the pile of toast in middle of the table.

Before Molly can molest the toast pile, Jenny gives her four pieces, and slides the jelly her way. Jenny is absolutely beaming with happiness this morning. Jenny smiles warmly at the antics of her younger sister.

Finished with her breakfast, Jenny puts her plate in the sink before walking over to my side. Sliding in next to me, Jenny leans her head against my shoulder placing her small hand on the top on my bare thigh. Nothing sexual just a little skin to skin contact.

Reaching across the table she gets two pieces of toast. One for me and one for her. Stealing the strawberry jam from Molly, she spreads a thick layer of jam on the two pieces of toast. Handing me one, we both begin to eat our toast. Sitting here with these broken children eating a piece of toast, I'm suddenly at peace.

All to soon, breakfast is over, and a sedate Molly lays down. Her little belly distended from all the food she's consumed this morning.

Groaning she complains pathetically, "Jenny, I don't feel so good."

Laughing at her sister, Jenny shaking her head gives my thigh a quick squeeze, and scoots off the bench seat. Walking to the other side, she sits down, and tenderly lift Molly's head into her lap. With her left hand she begins to gently rub Molly's bloated stomach, all the while softly singing "Puff the Magic Dragon" to her.

Within a few minutes Molly is asleep on her sister's lap. Jenny looks over at me smiling, and nods toward the counter near the door.

Scooting off the bench, I walk over to see a printed list of sizes, and color preferences for the girls.

Molly - Size "small", colors - any, red her favorite, panties - standard brief, Disney princess

Jenny - Size "medium", colors - any, black her favorite, panties - bikini style, training bra - medium thin strap, 2 white

Both need a couple of sun dress.....surprise us.

After reading Jenny's note, I tear the note off the sticky note pad, and put it in my pocket. Picking up a pen, I quickly write a note for Jenny. I will be gone for a couple of hours. If you need me, call 800-122-8234. While I'm gone, I need you both to please take shower, and wash your hair. I have left a brush and comb on the bathroom sink. What ever you pull out of your hair, put it in a plastic bag,.......also in bathroom. Thanks Rick

Holding the note up for Jenny, she quickly reads it nodding her head. Smiling my thanks, I walk to the end of the couch, and put on my shoes. Looking back at the girls, Jenny continues to rub Molly's stomach, but smiles warmly as I wave goodbye.

Seeing Jenny wave back, I turn opening the door quietly, and walk down the steps. Closing the door, I lock it with the fob, and the key from the outside.

I take a few minutes to walk around the RV, and Jeep making sure everything is ready to go. Satisfied, I walk toward Walmart, and Kohl's to shop for the girls.

Two hours later, almost to the minute, I walk up to the RV. Sitting the bags down on the ground, I unlock the door with the key, then the fob. Before I go in, I knock on the door not wanting to surprise the girls. Waiting a few moments, I open the door, and walk into the pleasant smell of clean little girl. They are both sitting at the table wrapped in large bath towels. Smiling provocatively, they wait while I bring in the shopping bag, and close the door locking it from the inside. Now inside, they both scamper over to give me a quick hug. Jabbering excitedly, they want to know which bags are theirs. I've tied Jenny's bags, and left Molly's open to tell them apart.

I have put Jenny's bags closest to the table, and Molly's closest to the door. Pointing to each big bag, and the girl it belongs to, they dive in. For the next few minutes, there is nothing but a constant stream of little girl giggles, oow's, and aaah's. All happy sounds, long unheard.

Thinking to myself, "How long has it been, since I last heard the sounds of happy children?" [My answer, an echoed whisper....."Sister!!"]

Ignoring my tired mind, I sit down on the couch, enjoying the girls Christmas in October display. Sitting here watching the girls, reminds me of how much my life has changed for the better, in just a few short hours.

Molly in her excitement looses her bath towel. Sliding to the floor, I get my first tantalizing view of her really nice preteen body. She has very little baby fat, on her tummy, butt or legs. Turning around, I do see her protruding Pubis Mons, and the hairless puffy lips below. Her tits are nonexistent. On her otherwise flat chest, are two dark pink Areola with just the hint of a nipple.

Catching my gaze, Jenny looks toward her excited little sister, "Molly, please put on some panties.", she asks quietly not really an admonishment.

Molly looks at Jenny then me, "Sorry Rick, I forgot. Jenny says I'm not to run around naked in the RV.", she says digging around in her bag. Finding the Princess pack of panties, she squeals with delight biting through the package, and selects "The Little Mermaid" red pair. In seconds they are up, and over her narrow hips.

Deciding that's enough coverage, she turns back to her bags and their contents.

Looking back a Jenny, she has just dropped her towel, and standing sideways isn't showing me much except some bare skin. Lithely, Jenny bends over, and steps into a pair of black bikini panties. Keeping her arms close to her torso, she very effectively hides her budding tits from view. Standing up, she slowly pulls the black panties up her long lean legs, and over her narrow hips.

Turning her back to me, Jenny reaches over to the counter, and picks up a black cotton sports bra. Knowing I watching her every move, Jenny works her thin arms through the straps on the black sports bra. Pulling the bra down, and over her developing tits. She turns toward me with a "do you like what you see" smile. Cocking her hips to one side, I feel an unfamiliar tingle beginning between my legs.

Hearing an exceptionally high pitch squeal from Molly, I turn in time to see her running head long into my arms. A small furry brown object clutched in the cleft of her left arm. Slamming into me, she forces me back onto the couch. Crawling into my lap, Molly's right arm goes around my neck, pulling my face to hers. A wet sloppy kiss on the lips later, she sits back holding her new teddy bear out in front of her.

"Rick, you remembered I lost my teddy bear!!.....The "eyes" aren't going to get this one.", she happily squeezes the bear, before hopping off my lap.

Looking back toward Jenny, I see her smiling happily, "So, Rick. Giving little girls something nice is how you get them to sit in your lap?....Right!!!", she teases playfully.

Smiling back, "Well Jenny, it works for Santa,.......I thought it might work for me, too.", I tease back. With a peal of pure delight, Jenny laughs at my joke.

"OK, you got me there. So, did you buy me something special?", she asks pleasantly.

"Yes, I did. It's in a small red bag near the bottom.", I reply confidently.

Walking back to her bags, Jenny bends over at the waist, and treats me to an eye popping view of her firm white skinned butt cheeks. She has intentionally adjusted her black bikini panties, so they're ride up the crack of her ass. Damn that girl, she knows I'm watching her ass right now.

Molly see's me ogling her sisters ass, "Jenny, quit teasing Rick. If I have to wear panties, you can't pull your panties up your butt crack.", she scolds her older sister.

Smiling evilly, Jenny stands, and turns towards me holding her red bag. Reaching behind her, Jenny runs a finger under her panties pulling the material back over her tight well muscled butt cheeks.

Standing in front of me, Jenny looks into her bag. I have bought her a nice set of blue tooth, in-ear, noise canceling ear phones, and a $50 Apple music gift card.

Jenny looks at me in amazement, "I thought you might want to download some of your own music.", I say smiling at her reaction.

Smiling hesitantly, she hands me the bag with the ear phones, " I,.....I don't know how to use these. I've never had anything to listen to music on." she states unhappily.

Expecting something like this, "No worries Jenny, go get your cell phone, and I will show you how to access the music. When you figure out what type of music you like, I will help you find more.", I encourage her.

Jenny nods her head, and walks pass me into the front of the RV. I hear her getting the cell phone from the storage bin beside the passenger seat. Walking back, I reach into my pocket for a much cheaper set of in-ear head phones. These plug directly into the audio jack.

Bringing me the phone, I plug the ear phones into the jack, and turn the phone on. I have a large music file with lots of downloads: old rock-in-roll, country and western, and 80's pop. A little bit of everything.

Showing Jenny how to access the file, I select an oldie but goodies group...."The Fab Four". Clicking on one of their better songs, I motion for her to bend down. Taking one of the ear phones, I carefully put it into her ear. Getting the idea, Jenny puts the other one in herself. Last, I show her how to adjust the volume.

Grinning from ear to ear, Jenny walks back to the table, and sits down to listen to her cell phone.

Meanwhile, Molly has found one of her sun dresses, and is now looking quite the young lady. Also finding, her princess flip flops, she is dressed, and ready to go,.....except for the hair. It still looks pretty ruff.

Deciding the girls are as ready to go as possible, I ask Molly, "I need you to go tell Jenny to finish dressing, while I go check the outside of the RV. We will be leaving in a few minutes."

Getting up from the couch, I open the door, and walk down the steps. Since I check everything yesterday, I don't expect anything to be amiss today. Still, it takes me about 5 minutes to complete my walk around. Satisfied we're ready to go, I open the door, and walk back into the RV.

Jenny is now dressed in a red blouse and yellow shorts. She too, has located her flip flops. Smiling at the girls, I go about pulling up the shades in the drivers cabin. Starting the engine, I look into the rear view mirror. Jenny is helping Molly select a movie DVD.

Calling back over my shoulder, I tell the girls to hold on. Pulling out of the Walmart parking lot, I head back to I-44, and all points west. A few block later, I hear the opening song from "Frozen". I made sure Molly has all of the Disney princess movie.

Giggling happily, she sits at the table cradling her new teddy bear. Jenny bends down to kiss her on the cheek, and walks up front to the passenger seat. Buckling up, she smiles at me. Holding up her cell phone, she waves it at me, "I really like this guy named, Johnny Cash. His songs always tell a story.", she informs me.

Like most kids with a new cell phone, she's soon lost to me. No matter, I need a few less distractions while I drive across Oklahoma. We will only be on the road about 3 hours today. I always stay at a KOA in western Oklahoma. My favorite Italian restaurant is in a small town about 40 miles from the Texas border. I plan to cut the girls hair first thing, and then take them out for dinner. Hopefully they'll forgive me quickly.

Three and a half hours, and three Princess movies later, I get off I-44 and check into the KOA. These folks know me, and always give me a space in the back of the park with some privacy.

Pulling into our space, the girls are almost giddy with excitement, and want to go outside. Telling the girls, we'll all go to dinner in a few hours, gets me a few minutes of peace. Exiting the RV, I get us hooked up to the water, sewer, electricity, and most important the cable TV.

Before I go back to the girls, I unfurl the canopy, and get out a small folding camp table with two benches. Deciding it's time for the unpleasantness, I walk unhappily to the step leading into the RV.

"Delousing the Girls"

Taking a deep breath, I climb the steps, and open the door. Jenny and Molly are waiting for me at the table. Never a good sign, they have found the hair clippers I bought at the Walmart.

Frowning unhappily, Molly speaks up first, "Rick, please don't cut our hair off. We'll wash and comb it every day. OK!!!", she innocently pleads.

Before answering Molly, or listening to Jenny's protests, I ask to see the girls hair samples from this mornings shower. Jenny squirms in her seat, but produces both plastic bags. One a darker brown (Jenny's), and the other a much lighter brown (Molly's). Sitting down opposite the girls, Jenny pushes the bags across to me.

It only takes a few seconds of examination, to confirm my worst fears,.....both fleas, and head lice are present. Setting the bags down on the table, I stand up, and walk over to the small storage bend above the door. Getting down several boxes, I walk over, and place them on the table in front of the girls.

Looking at the unhappy girls, I ask, "Jenny will you read aloud the first line on the back of the box, under "Directions for Use" please."

Picking up the box, Jenny turns it over, and silently reads the first line. Her frown deepens, but she continues as asked, "For best results, cut hair as short as possible. Repeat twice daily for 4 to 5 days, or until hair is clear of infestation."

Setting the box back down on the table, she pushes the box, and the hair clippers towards me.

Looking as unhappy as they are, "I'm sorry we have to do this, but your beautiful hair is crawling with bugs. We need to get this done right away.", I inform them wishing there was some other way.

Picking up the clipper box, I walk to the back of the RV, and get a couple of bath towels. Coming back to the table, I motion for the girls to hop up, and head to the door.

Outside the girls look around cautiously, before relaxing a bit. Taking the clippers out of the box, I select the 1/4 inch hair length clip, and plug the clippers into one of the external outlets.

Handing the clippers to Jenny, I sit down at the table, and put one of the towels around my shoulders.

Jenny looks from me, to the clippers. With a questioning look, "Aaaah, Rick what am I suppose to do with these.", she asks indicating the clippers.

Smiling brightly, "I'll go first. I need you to cut all my hair off. If you want, you can each take turns at cutting my hair. Just turn "ON" the clippers, and start at the front, and run the cutting edge along my head.", I instruct Jenny unhappily.

Jenny looks at me again, and frowns, "But Rick you don't have bugs in your hair, we do?", she sighs heavily.

"I know sweetness, but I don't want you girls to be the only ones with short hair. My hair will grow back,......and so will yours.", I nod for her to continue.

Turning "On" the clippers, Jenny takes an experimental chunk out of my salt and peppered brown hair. Getting the feel of the clippers, she starts to work the hair off my head.

Molly not to be out done, pipes in, "Hey, save some for me. I want to do the back."

Finished with the top, and part of the sides, she hands the buzzing clippers to Molly. Giggling happily, she begins to cut away. In a few more minutes, my head is nearly hairless.

Taking the clippers back from Molly, Jenny looks me over, and touches up a few spots before turning "OFF" the clippers.

Molly giggles, "Rick your head is funny looking?", she observes as she runs her small hands through the fuzzy hair atop my head.

Getting up, I take the towel from around my shoulders, and shake it out.

Without being told, Molly plops down on the other bench seat. Reaching for my towel, she lifts her hair, and puts the towel around her small bony shoulders.

Standing, I get the 1 inch cutting head, and switch out the ¼ inch one. Smiling at me, Molly tilts her head back.

Looking down into her trusting hazel gray eyes, I bend over, and kiss her lightly on the lips. Before, I can get away, her little arms shoot up, and wrap themselves around my neck. Pull me back down, she gives me a much longer, not so little girl kiss.

Jenny watching her little sister's antics scolds, "Molly knock it off. I'm getting hungry, and we can't go eat until we're finished here. You can thank Rick later. He's not going anywhere."

Molly slowly releases me, smiling (I believe) seductively up at me. "Sorry Rick, you're so cute for an older guy,......even without your hair.", she laughs at her own joke, and tilts her head back where I had it.

Turning the clippers "ON", I quickly take Molly's hair off her small head. I will have to pick up the tangled mess on the ground before we leave. I should probably burn everything to make sure no one knows the girls have been here, including their old clothing. Not that I'm paranoid, or anything, but I am. I'm pretty sure these two lovely young ladies, have had a much darker past than I can imagine.

Molly hops off the bench, rubbing her stubby hair, but says nothing. Jenny quickly takes her place on the bench.

Needing no instruction, she tilts her head back waiting for me to buzz her head too. Walking up beside her, she's looks at me with those deep chocolate eyes, bend down I kiss her perfect lips. Just of a split second, I feel the almost imperceptible contract of her tongue between my lips, and then it's gone.

Puzzled, I break our kiss. Did Jenny just try an french kiss me, or did I imagine it. Smiling naively, Jenny hasn't moved her head.

Turning on the clippers, I make quick work of the tangled mess of dark brown hair atop Jenny's head. Turning the clippers "OFF", I look down at the matted hair laying on the ground. Wishing, I could have done something different, I feel the gentle touch of a small warm hand fitting into mine.

Standing beside me is Jenny, holding my hand. Laying the clippers on the camp table, Molly soon joins us, taking my other hand.

Jenny breaks the silence, "It's OK Rick, we understand. Thank you for going first, that really made things much easier!!!.........So can we go eat now?", she asks as we turn toward the steps into the RV.

Once inside, I pull the door close, and lock it. Not knowing how this next part will go, I tell the girls, "I'm hungry too, but we need to shampoo your hair with the "Debug" shampoo. Once we get done with that, and comb your hair, we'll go to the restaurant."

In a flash of small girl limbs, preteen bodies, and giggles. They turn, and while disrobing on the way, head towards the back of the RV.

Molly has already shucked her sundress, and red panties. Climbing into the shower her naked torso is quiet lovely, her unblemished preteen body has just the right amount of roundness in her hips and butt. Standing in the open glass door, she motions me to come back, and help her.

Jenny has removed her blouse, and shorts, but still has on her training bra, and black panties.

Standing by the front door, I'm not sure what to do. Jenny, smiling at me, walks back to take me by the hand. Pulling me forward, she guides me toward the shower and a very naked Molly.

Before Jenny delivers me to her little sister, " You'd better help her wash her hair, or we'll be here all night. Just be aware she gets a little touchie feelie in the shower.", she cautions winking at me for emphasizes.

After I get pass her, I hear the subtle movements behind me, as Jenny removes her training bra and panties. I want to look back so bad it hurts. Focusing ahead, I have no idea how to deal with the naked 7 year old waiting in the shower.

Smiling at my hesitant approach, Molly hops out, and grabbing my arm, pulls me reluctantly toward the shower door. Stepping back into the shower, Molly stands in front of me, a full 8 inches taller. Her young feminine charms proudly on display. Her little nipples are sticking out, and I believe I see a trickle of fluid running down from between her legs. The outer lips of Molly's preteen pussy are swollen, and protruding from beneath her hairless Pubis Mons. She even smells of arousal, her skin is pink, and flush with blood. If I didn't know any better, I would think this 7 year old was ready, and willing to fuck, or at least try.

I have a problem of my own, a 7 inch bulging tent problem in my khaki shorts. Being as nonchalant as possible, I reach up and hand Molly the shower head. Frowning in disbelief, she scolds me, "Rick you can't wash my hair with the door open. You need to come in here with me."

Blushing from head to toe, I hear the girls both giggling at my discomfort. Pulling off my t-shirt, I unfasten my shorts and drop them around my ankles. Kicking them off, I realize I still have on my shoes and shocks.

Within seconds, I see Jenny's arms snaking between my legs to untie my shoes. Loosening the laces, she gently lifts each leg removing my shoe and shock. Standing there in my boxer's, I realize I'm the only one with any clothing on.

Molly, seeing that I'm not going to undress any further, reaches out for me to join her in the shower. Stepping into the small shower, Molly press up against my 7 inch hard-on. Not phased in the slights, she turn her back to me, the crack of her cute little ass pressed firmly against my thigh. Ever so subtly, Molly uses her butt to caress my naked thigh, and turns on the hot water. Holding the shower head toward the rear wall, she quickly adjusts the water to a nice warm stream. Handing me the "Debug" Shampoo over her shoulder, Molly begins to wet her short hair.

Finished wetting her hair, she leans her head back, resting her naked young body against mine. My 7 inch cock, throbs unhappily beneath the thin cotton layer separating him from the naked girl pressed up against me.

"OK, Rick you can wash my hair now.", she happily requests, rubbing her warm wet butt up, and down my thigh.

Pouring an ounce, or so of shampoo into my hand, I start to shampoo her short hair. Amiss the oooh's and aaaah's, she continues to slide her butt crack along my thigh. Deciding that I need a hug while finishing her hair, she turns pulling me close. Her heated Pubis Mons aligns perfectly with the top of my thigh. With a moan of pleasure, Molly begins to masturbate her young prepubescent cunt on my leg.

In shocked disbelief, I watch Molly pleasuring herself on my thigh. Smiling up at me, Molly slowly reaches for my cotton cover manhood. My shocked gasp of surprise, follows seconds after Molly grabs my throbbing hard-on through my wet boxer's. Instantly, we both hear Jenny's yell, "Dammit, Molly. I told you, not to do that. Not without permission. Rick probably doesn't want you grabbing him that way!!!", she angrily scolds hands on hips elbows out.

Molly unhappily replies, "But Jenny, he's hard as a rock. I don't think he's been with a girl for awhile. He needs to cum.", she tells Jenny matter of factually.

Gasping for air, and trying not to cum in my boxers, Molly reluctantly releases my aching cock, and turns back around, so I can finish rinsing her hair.

All done, she turns towards me. Frowning unhappily, "I don't care what Jenny says. You need a quickie blow job. I can take care of you,.....if you let me!!!!", she explains heatedly, and steps out of the shower.

Jenny wraps her in a towel, and whispers something into her ear. Stomping off, Molly drops her towel, and sits glumly at the table. Not caring if she naked, or not, Molly walks over to the DVD player, and puts on another movie. Arms crossed in an angry huff, Molly sits down on the couch to watch her movie.

Turning back to Jenny, all pretexts of modesty gone, she stands before me, a skinny slip of a 9 year old girl. Blushing, the both of us realize, that we are ogling each other with equal intensity. Now that I can see all of her clearly, the rats have bitten her far worse than Molly. The rats have really done a number on her. Fortunately, none of the tiny bits appear to be infected, all are scabbed over, and healing nicely.

Watching my gaze, she remarks calmly, "I had to protect Molly. Every time I dozed off, they would come at us. Their little yellow eyes glowing in the darkness. I fought them the best I could.", she pouts tearing up at the memory.

Looking at Molly, I point at her sitting on the couch, her little arms crossed, "Who do you see sitting at the table?", I pause for a moment before continuing.

"That's your little sister safe, well fed, and other than a little miffed right now, happy!!! I don't think I could have cared for her any better that you did. I'm very proud of you both."

Jenny rushes into my arms, her lean young body molding itself to mine. My dick pressed firmly into the taunt smooth flesh of her tummy. Reaching up she pulls me down, toward her waiting lips. Drowning in the two pools of shimmering chocolate brown, I am hopelessly falling for these two precocious young girls. Kissing me long, and hard, I realize this is not a child but a sexually knowledgeable, and functional young woman.

When her tongue slithers in between my lips, I simply open my mouth letting her in. Her small warm tongue darts, and probes mine begging for me to kiss her back. Reaching around her slim form, I pull her even tighter against me. Reaching down behind her, I roughly cups one of her small firm buttocks.

With a stifled moan of pleasure, Jenny stares longingly into my eyes.

With a muffled groan, my pent up passion overrides my normal inhibitions. Reaching up, I grab her head forcing her lips apart, my tongue shoots deep into her mouth. Eager to please, she squirms hotly in my arms her legs parting, she finds the top of my thigh.

As her super heated cunt slides wetly along my well muscled leg, she lets out a sigh of pure delight, and starts to hump my leg, just like Molly.

Molly looking over decides that Jenny, has finally melted the ice man, and rushes to join in. Feeling her small arms going around my waist, I let go of Jenny's ass, and gather Molly into our first naked bear hug. Molly only takes a moment to find my other leg, and begins to pleasure herself, too.

Jenny's shower forgotten, and my arms full of masturbating little girls, I need to cool things off before this get too far along.

Breaking my kiss with Jenny, and breathing hard, I ask the girls, "Ladies, I would very much like to continue, but I still need to wash Jenny's hair, before we go to eat. Would it be OK, if we continue this after dinner. I would like to talk with you, before we go much further."

Molly, who is just getting going, pulls her wet little slit off my leg. Jenny on the other hand is not as cooperative. Grasping what little hair she has, I pull her head up to look at me.

"It's OK sweetness, I'm not going anywhere. Let's wash your hair and go eat. When we get back tonight, we'll see where this goes OK.", I plead looking deep in Jenny's passion filled eye, she finally stops her insistent humping.

With a grunt of dissatisfaction, Jenny lifts her dripping cunt off my leg. The scent of her arousal is unimaginably erotic. It's taking all my years of control not to scope up this young woman, and rape her in front of her little sister. Jenny's 9 year old body screams,......fuck me, fuck me.......now. Her perky small tits are crowned by swollen ultra hard nipples, and her vaginal fluid is running freely down both legs.

Shit, laughing quietly, it's even running down my leg.

Finally, Jenny and I calm down enough to get into the shower. Repeating the process, I quickly wash her hair. Stepping out of the shower, I give Jenny a few extra minutes to cool off, and wash the excitement from her body.

Molly comes back to my side as I dry off. No longer pretending the girls don't know what's happening, I drop my wet boxers, and drape them over the top of the shower glass wall. Letting out a hoot for joy, Molly claps her hands with glee as my boner bobs into view.

Jenny hearing the commotion, sticks her head out of the shower, to watch me walk bare ass'd into the bedroom.

Molly verbalizes, "Well Jenny, we finally got him out of his underwear. He's really well hung, and has a nice firm ass!!!", she exclaims happily, no longer playing at the innocent little girl.

Jenny laughs, and closes the door to the shower. Finding some white cotton briefs, I cover my raging hard-on. I am half tempted to let Molly give me a quickie blow job. I'm pretty sure, she knows what she's talking about.

Looking toward the door to the bedroom, there stand Molly, grinning mischievously. Yep, I am pretty sure she has been watching me the whole time, no matter she standing there without a stitch on herself.

Ogling her in return, she saunters over to me with longing shining bright in her hazel eyes. Deciding not to fight this, I sit down on the edge of the bed, and invite her into my lap.

Spreading her legs wide she straddles my legs, and scoots up against me. Wrapping my arms around her warm diminutive body, I hug her close.

"I'm sorry about earlier.", I explain before continuing. "I'm use to being alone most of the time. It will take me some time to get use to having you, and Jenny with me. I've never been attracted to little girls, let alone have them sexually stimulate me. I'll try my best to be here for you and Jenny, no matter what you need. Please be patient with me.", I beg her as she leans forward to pull my face down to hers.

Slowly, Molly begins to kiss her way around my face. Kissing me delicately, on my checks, chin, lips and even eyes. Opening my eyes, she is intensely watching my pleasurable reactions. Figuring she can get away with anything right now, and she can. She works her small hand down the middle of my chest, across the slight pooch of my, not as flat, as it use to be belly, and stops.

Pausing to let me get use to her touch, Molly slowly, ever so slowly, lets her hand slide down past my belly button to the top of my tight cotton brief waist band. My breathing is coming in short raspy gulps.

In another few seconds, this 7 year girl is going to slide her hand beneath my shorts, and touch my 7 inch ragging hard-on. I'm pretty sure I'll blow my load when she does.

Unnoticed by either of us, Jenny leans over, and whispers something into her little sisters ear. As before, Molly releases me from her medusa like gaze.

Jenny smiles at us, "Sorry Rick, she is a force of nature until she get her way, and right now she wants you. I've asked her to leave you alone until after dinner, but once we have our talk, you'll need to let her pleasure you.", Jenny explains as Molly crawls off my lap, and going to the drawer assigned to her, gets out a clean pair of Princess panties, bright white from "Frozen".

Jenny seeing that her sister is getting dressed, goes into the bathroom and gets the ultra fine tooth comb for me to debug her short hair. Hanging her head in the shower, I comb out a number of dead, or dying fleas and lice. Satisfied that I got her more, or less clean.

Standing, Jenny walks to her drawer for fresh clothes. Before she is out of reach, I smack her cute ass with my open hand. Yelping, she scoot out of range. Smiling over her shoulder, she walks away with a little side to side ass wiggle, my reddening hand print swaying seductively.

Molly watching as usual, walks up giving me a quick hug, hangs her head in the shower for me to debug her too. With about the same results, Molly turns, and bends over at the waist. Lifting her sun dress, Molly waits for me to smack her round little ass. Instead, I pinch her butt.

"Ouch!!", Molly says startled, but doesn't move. Obviously, she wants a smack, not a pinch. Aiming to please, I smack the other white cotton covered cheek, to go along with the pinched spot on the other. Happy now, she stands back up, smooths out her sun dress, and walks to the table. Sliding on her new "Princess" flip flops, Molly is ready to go. Sitting down at the table, she waits for Jenny and me to finish getting ready.

Jenny is just pulling her sun dress over her head. I did buy her some other colors of panties and training bras, including some in basic white. This evening, Jenny has chosen a white set to wear under her sun dress.

"Our Evening at the Restaurant"

Now that we're all ready, Jenny stops at the door with a puzzled look on her face, "So Rick what shall we call you at the restaurant.....Daddy would work for me.", she teases hopefully. As Molly follows with, "Hell yea, Daddy is good. So Daddy,.......Well Daddy,.......Ooooh Daddy,.......Can I have desert Daddy,.....", she practices aloud.

Thinking a moment, "Sorry girls, these people know me, and know I don't have any young children. So Grandpa, Gramps, Pop, or some other version will have to do.", I say smiling at their reactions.

"Shit, maybe we can call you Daddy, when we're back here, or at home.", Molly pleads followed by a little pout and a protruding lower lip.

"All right, Daddy is OK back here, or when we're at home.", I say giving in to the gleeful giggles of the girls.

Walking behind the RV, the girls stand looking up at the white four door Jeep, and its 4 inch lift kit. Jeeps with lift kits are hard to get into under normal conditions, getting in wearing a sundresses is somewhat daunting. Not quite knowing what to do, the girls wait patiently for me to show them how to get into the Jeep.

Locking the RV, I walk around to the back unhooking the Jeep from the tow bar. Smiling at the girls dilemma, I open the drivers side door, and hop agilely into the jeep using the grab iron. Smiling, they follow suit a little less gracefully. Using the grab iron, they struggle at first. In fact, poor little Molly is grunting and groaning something fierce, as she climbs into the back seat.

Jenny, being a little taller, gets in with less difficulty. Looking at the girls, they are smiling with excitement at finally getting out of the RV. Not to mention, they're getting to go to a real restaurant, not some fast food place. Starting the Jeep, I pull out of our space, and drive through the RV park.

Fifteen minutes later, we are pulling into Giovanni's Italian Restaurante. Before, I can open my door, the girls are unbuckled, and out of the Jeep. Bouncing up and down in front of the Jeep, they are more than a little excited. As I walk up to join them, they settle down, and slip their small warm hands into mine. The perfect family picture, we walk into the restaurant.

Walking through the door into the reception area, we are greeted by Danny one of the co-owners.

Smiling, Danny reaches for my hand. Molly reluctantly lets go of my right hand, "Mr. McAllister, so good to see you again, and who are these two beautiful young ladies?", he asks pleasantly.

Smiling at him, the girls giggle at his complement, "Hi Danny, these are my grand-daughters.....Jenny and Molly. They will be staying with me for the foreseeable future. Their parents don't want to be bothered by them any more.", I provide not knowing the exact truth.

"Well, they are in good hands now.", he replies in all honesty.

Picking up three menu's, Danny takes us to a nice booth by one of the western window. After we've been seated, Danny asks the girls what they would like to drink.

Molly, who is on the bench besides me, asks for a Mt. Dew and Jenny orders a Pepsi. Last but not least, I ask for an ice tea. Writing down our drink orders, Danny bows and walks toward the back of the restaurant.

The girls look totally lost. It's obvious they haven't been to many restaurants, if any. I open my menu, and pretend to look at the selections. This is a good menu with lots of pictures, depicting the various dishes.

Finally, I ask the girls what they are going to order. Jenny has found the classic Lasagna, but Molly is still clueless.

Hopelessly, she looks at me, "Grandpa, can you help me?" she ask innocently, running her small hand up my thigh, stopping just short of my crotch.

Jenny seeing my look of surprise, glances at Molly, "If you don't behave,.......you'll get no dessert when we get home.", she warns her little sister.

Not quite sure what Jenny means, I'm certain Molly does. Within seconds, her hand is no longer on my thigh. Smiling rebelliously across at her big sister, she stick out her tongue in a final gesture of impudence.

Molly smiling innocently waits for me to answer, "Well princess, I like the chicken pesto penne. It has chicken, noodles, and a creamy garlic sauce. I think you would like it too. If you don't, you can always try something else.", I tell her showing her the picture.

Giggling softly, "OK Grandpa. I'll try that.", she replies happily.

Danny walking up to the table, sets down a large basked of soft Italian rolls, and real butter. Both girls glare hungrily at the rolls.

"So, ladies what may to get for you tonight?", he ask politely, looking between the girls.

Jenny speaks up first knowing exactly what she wants, "I would like the Lasagna, please.", she orders proudly folding her menu, and hands it to Danny.

"That comes with soup, or salad, miss. We have a very nice spicy Italian house dressing.", Danny asks.

Jenny thinks for a moment, "I would like the salad and the house dressing. Thank you.", she replies politely smiling happily.

Turning to Molly, "And for you little miss?", he smiles as she readies herself.

Following her sisters lead, "I would like the chicken peso penny, and the salad with the weird dressing, please.", she speaks up confidently.

Smiling broadly, Danny replies, "Yes, little miss. A fine choice. That's the one your grandfather likes too."

Before I can say anything, Molly orders for me too, "Yes, Grandpa said he wanted the same thing. Right Pop?", she tells Danny looking at me for confirmation.

Smiling at Molly, I nod my head toward Danny. Our order complete, he walks toward the kitchen to place our order.

Sitting back, I look over at a smiling Jenny. Seconds later, I feel her bare feet on my lower leg. It must be time to play footsies under the table.

Disinterested, Molly digs into the soft Italian rolls. Of course, not before the normal split,.........three for Molly, two for Jenny, and one for me.

Molly breaks her roll apart and gobbles down half, before slowing to put some butter on the other half.

Fearing for her share of the rolls, Jenny forgets the footsie game, and scoops up her two rolls. Unsure where to put them, I point at the small dinner roll plate near her place setting.

Smiling, she puts her two rolls on the plate, but keeps her eyes on Molly, who with great gusto has inhaled all three of her rolls. Sitting back, Molly pats her tummy. Looking at the last roll, I reach for the basket, and slide it towards her.

Jenny shakes her head at Molly, "That one's for Grandpa. You've already had three!!", Jenny admonishes her little sister. Frowning unhappily, Molly pushes the basket back to me.

Smiling at the girls usual behavior, "It's OK Molly. Danny will bring out more when he serves our food.", I remark casually.

Deciding to not push her luck, Molly leaves the last roll for me. A few minutes later, Danny brings out our dinner salads, and another basket of rolls.

Knowing that the girls haven't a clue about table manners, I begin their instruction by removing the napkin ring, and placing the cloth napkin in my lap.

Watching intently the girls follow along. Next, I reach over and sprinkle a few chili flakes on my salad, followed by a modest amount of salt. Picking up the small fork, I start to eat my salad.

"Be careful, and don't use too much chili on you salad.", I caution the girls before they copy my actions. Jenny is listening as usual, but "I'm going to do it my way" Molly puts on too much.

Trying not to laugh, Jenny and I watch Molly struggle to eat her very spicy salad. Seeing Danny close by, I wave him over, and ask for another salad for Molly.

Danny smiles understandingly, and removes the salad from in front of Molly. Thanking him, Molly reaches for her Mt. Dew to cool her burning mouth.

Danny returns a minute later with another salad. Molly doesn't waste this one, and eats quietly.

Finished with our salads, Danny cleans the table of our used dishes. Walking away, he is gone for less than a minute, before bringing our main dishes out on a large round serving tray. Setting the tray on the table across from us, Danny with a flourish serves the girls first.

They both ask for some extra cheese. Finished with the girls, he adds a lot of extra cheese to mine, and places it in front of me. The girls are waiting for me to continue. Picking up the large fork, I take a bite of my chicken.

Smiling at me, they pick up their forks too, and dig in. I add a few more chili flakes to mine, but Molly just shakes her head, having learned her lesson. For a few minutes, all I hear are the contented, oooh's and aaww's of happy little girls enjoying some good food.

Even after three rolls, and a salad, Molly is plowing through her Chicken Pesto Penne. Jenny is not far behind, her mountain of Lasagna is steadily disappearing from her plate. I'm thoroughly enjoying my meal, and watching the girls enjoy theirs.

Molly finishes first,.......no surprise there. Her little tummy is distended again with all the food she has eaten. I hope she doesn't get sick later after eating too much.

Jenny finishes next, a satisfied smile on her face. Molly has leaned back against the bench, and appears to be going into a food coma. Eating a soft roll slowly, Jenny is watching me like a hungry animal. True to form, I feel her small feet starting to play footsies with my leg again.

Deciding it's time to take the girls home, I signal Danny that we need the check, and a small box for my leftover. Molly has slumped against my shoulder, and as Danny brings me the box, lays down with her head in my lap. Not wanting to disturb her, I ask Danny for a "Take Away" order of Lasagna, and the Pesto Chicken.

Waiting for the "Take away" orders will let Molly get a quick cat nap. I'm sure Jenny won't mine, she is keeping herself amused with my leg. Looking over at a content Jenny, I smile and ask, "Well, young lady would you like a chocolate sundae, or an ice cream covered brownie. They have both,......I don't think you would like the Cannoli."

With her feet still messaging my leg, Jenny looks for Danny, "When Danny comes by again, I would like the ice cream cover brownie.", she coos her requested dessert.

Jenny sees Danny first, and raising her hand. Danny smiling, walks up to our table, "Yes miss would you like a dessert?", he ask knowing the answer.

"Yes, Danny thanks for asking. I would like the ice cream covered brownie please?", Jenny provides politely.

"OK, would you like the brownie heated, and would you prefer chocolate, or vanilla ice cream?", he asks as Jenny considers her options.

Giggling, "Warm brownie and chocolate ice cream. Grandpa can I have an extra scoop?", Jenny asks hopefully.

"Yes sweetness, you can have an extra scoop of ice cream.", clapping her hands, Danny walks off the get Jenny's "chocoholic" dessert.

Leaning over the table she whispers quietly, "So Daddy, what do you want for dessert when we get home???"

Deciding to play along, "Oooh, I don't know, how about some sleep!!!", I tease playfully.

Frowning at my response, she smiles seductively. Watching Jenny trying an figure out whether I am serious, or just messing with her is priceless.

Reaching a decision, she decides to take a chance,.....and try the shock method. Leaning back over the table, she heatedly whispers her challenge, "That doesn't sound like much fun. Why don't we go home, and get naked. You can have me for dessert!!! What do you say Daddddy?"

Before I can form a proper response, Danny shows up with her ice cream cover brownie. Setting the brownie down in front of Jenny, she thanks him before he smiles, and walks away.

I decide that now,......is not the time to discuss this topic with 9 year old little Jenny. I believe these two little girls have been badly abused by their mother and her boyfriends. I need to tread very carefully not to hurt them any further. I'm not sure how to do that yet. Maybe after we talk tonight, I'll have a better idea of what I'm up against.

I still haven't answered her rather provocative question. In fact, I haven't look at her, or smiled at her since. Jenny is sitting stiffly, her feet long gone from my leg, and her chocoholic desert melting in front of her.

Letting her sweat a few minutes more, I finally smile across the table at her, "It's OK sweetness, you're not in trouble. Eat you ice cream brownie, or I'll wake up your sister.", I tease Jenny with a subtle warning.

Frowning unhappily, "I'm sorry Grandpa, please don't be mad at me. I didn't mean what I said, really.", she pleads tearing up.

Good, I've scared her a little. Leaning across the table I whisper quietly, "Listen to me. I'm not expecting anything from you, or Molly as payment for staying with me. Do you understand?", I tell Jenny simply, but emphatically.

Thinking for a moment, Jenny says "I think so, but what if we want to give you our gift because we like you. We don't have very much, and you kinda saved us. Just ask Molly, she isn't going to take NO much longer.", she warns deciding to start in on her melting dessert.

"So, going home, and getting naked is your way of giving me a gift. And what exactly do you get out of this gift giving?", I inquire between bits.

Smiling, melted chocolate ice cream running from the corners of her mouth, Jenny wipes her mouth before responding, "Jeez, that easy.......we get you, and you get us. You take care of us, and we take care of you!!!! Easy smeezy....!", she confirm her logic simple, but possibly true.

Scowling back at her, "But......, Jenny I've been taking care of myself for many, many years.", I try to explain to her.

Shaking her head, and chewing brownie at the same time, "Not like us, you've been doing it all wrong. You need some girls in your life. Molly and me want to do this. If you can want us, why can't we want you?", Jenny emphasizes her point beautifully.

Well shit, I think Jenny may be right. I could use some girls in my life. One of them is sleeping in my lap, happy and full. The other just ran her feet up my leg, in a simple act of gratitude, or maybe even love.

Leaning forward, I whisper heatedly, "OK sweetness, when we get home let's get naked and see what happens,......deal?", I ask stepping of a very high, no going back cliff.

Finally relaxing, Jenny finishes up her chocoholic dessert. Perfectly timed, Danny brings out our order to go, and I pay our bill with cash.

Now the fun begins. I need to get Molly up some how, so I can carry her to the Jeep for the short ride home. My new little helper, Jenny is instantly at my side ready to assist. Scooting from under Molly, I rest her head gently on the booth bench. Jenny walks over, and bends down to talk quietly to her sister.

Groggily Molly protests, "But Jenny, I don't want to go home. Leave me here with Grandpa. I'll be OK."

Jenny whispers something else, something special, " Really Jenny, tomorrow morning. OK, just remember you promised.", Molly says half asleep.

Getting up on her knees, Molly crawls unsteadily towards me. When she gets to the end of the bench seat, I reach down and pick up her warm petite feminine form. She smell of freshly washed little girl, and chicken pesto penne. An absolute wonderful scent, and she's in,........my arms.

Reaching up she hugs my neck, wrapping her little legs around my waist. Jenny giggles softly at my side, and picks up our rather large "To Go" bag. Walking out of the restaurant we get many an understanding smile from the other patrons.

Ever present Jenny, opens the door for Molly and me. Walking towards the Jeep, I feel Jenny's small thin arm loops itself around mine at the elbow. As we get close to the Jeep, I suddenly feel a unfamiliar stirring deep in my chest.

Smiling with true happiness, we reach the passenger side of the Jeep. With my arms full of little girl, I can't get my keys out of my pocket. Before I can ask, Jenny leaves my arm, and walking to my right side, fishes her small hand into my khaki shorts pocket. Pulling my keys out, she hits the fob, unlocking the doors.

Watching this intelligent, "old soul" child helping me with her sister is utterly amazing. Jenny sets the keys on the seat, and using the seat lever, reclines the seat back nearly flat. Picking up the keys, she backs up so I can put Molly into the passenger seat.

Molly lets go of my neck, and curls up in the seat never waking up. Handing me the keys, Jenny climbs up on the "Rock Rails", and buckles her sister into the seat. Hoping down, she picks up the extra food bag, walks around to rear door on the drivers side, and opens it climbing in.

Shaking my head at her efficiency, I walk around to the drivers door. Jenny appears to be waiting for me, her door is open, and she isn't buckled in. Smiling to myself, I walk back to take care of my other little girl. Sitting quietly, I pull the seat belt across her lean torso, and click it into the receiver. With my arm still around her, she leans forward to give me a quick, but passionate peck on the lips.

Smiling happily, "Thanks Dad!!!", she says winking at me.

Smiling back, "Your quite welcome, sweetness!!!", I respond winking back.

Chuckling at Jenny, I close her door. Opening mine, I hop into the drivers seat. Starting the Jeep, I pull forward driving out of the parking lot. In less than a minute, I'm back on the highway heading for the RV park.

The only non-jeep sound is Molly making soft little purring noises as she sleep. I can't see Jenny behind me in the dark, even though from time to time, I can hear a soft muted giggle coming from the back seat. I wonder what she might be up to, but I'm afraid to ask. I may like the answer more than I should.

"Finally Getting Daddy to Relax"

Pulling off the highway, I quickly drive through the RV park, and pull into our spot. I have left the exterior door light "On", knowing we would be back after dark. Getting out of the Jeep, I unlock the RV and open the door.

Jenny is through the door in a flash. She quickly turns on the interior lights, and I hear her getting Molly's bed on the couch ready. Again, smiling at my little helper, I go gather up her sister.

Molly falls into my arms, and as before wraps her arms around my neck, her little legs around my waist. Holding her tight, I walk around the Jeep, and up the steps into the RV. Jenny is back by the table waiting for me to put Molly down.

Jenny comes over to help me get Molly's legs from around my waist. Lowering a sleeping Molly onto the couch, Jenny is there with her pillow. Handing me her teddy bear, she gently lifts Molly's head putting the pillow underneath. Backing out of the way, I move forward handing Molly her Teddy Bear. With a coo of happiness, she instantly tucks the stuffed bear under her left arm. Bending over, I give her a good night kiss on the cheek.

Reaching up she wipes it off before sleepily muttering, "Thank you Daddy, I'll keep that one forever!!"

Stepping back, Jenny rushes in to cover her little sister with a blanket, and kiss the same spot. Unconsciously, Molly wipes that one away too, muttering her thanks.

Turning toward me, Jenny has a tear running down her cheek. Instinctively, I open my arms. Without a word, Jenny is in my arms, both of us hugging the other tightly.

We stand there, without moving, just enjoying the moment, and each other. Finally breaking apart, Jenny goes over and sits down at the table. Nothing slow about this one, she remembers everything, and knows its time for our talk.

Walking toward the back of the RV, I pick up the girls relatively clean back pack, and bring it to the table. Opening the back pack, I pull out a variety of legal document including: birth certificates, school records, and even a blank non-notarized power of attorney signed by their mother.

All the things someone would need to take, and sell these two girls into a life time of slavery. There is no doubt that their Mom was about to receive a large sum of money, or drugs from human trafficker's. I will have to get all of this changed, or some very bad people will find me and the girls. Luckily, I have friends in high places, and know a very talented forger in Las Vegas.

Gathering all the paperwork back together, I put it back into the backpack, and set it on the seat besides me.

Looking over at a very tense Jenny, I smile at her, "Jenny do you know what's in this backpack?", I ask her. Nodding her head, I continue, "Do you know why your Mother was taking you to Chicago?"

Shaking her head, Jenny replies, "No not really. She just said there was someone there that was going give her a lot of money. She never said who they were, or why they were going to give her the money."

Sitting quietly for a few minutes, I consider whether, or not to tell Jenny about her Mother's likely plan. I finally decide to keep this knowledge from the girls. Glancing over at Jenny, she smiles hesitantly before asking, "So Dad, do you know why she was taking us to Chicago?"

Shaking my head, I quickly respond, "I don't know Jenny. All I can tell you is your Mother was moving all of you to Chicago. Maybe she left you guys to go meet up with a new boy friend, or something. We'll never know for sure." Pausing for a few seconds I continue, "If you want, I will help you find your Mother, and get you both back to her."

Jenny's instant angry retort is cutting, "No fucking way are we going back to that bitch. She left us for a fix,.......just left us there to fend for ourselves. Who does shit like that to their kids. It's bad enough that she sold Molly, and me to any guy who would pay good money for,.......!!!", she sobs and starts to cry. Falling forward onto her arms.

Scooting off my side, I sit down beside her, and put my arm around her. Holding her tight, I letting her cry out all the pain of being abandon by her Mom. Thankfully, Molly continues to sleep peacefully on the couch.

Jenny's tortured cries are breaking my heart, I have never seen such pain in an adult let alone a child. Years of pent up frustration, and misery are finally out in the open.

After an hour of steady crying, Jenny's pain has run its course. Laying there exhausted, all the raw emotions have drained her completely.

Laying my head on her tiny shoulder, I whisper softly in her ear, "I want you and Molly to stay with me,....and be my family. I promise to be here for as long as you need me."

I feel Jenny beginning to cry again, softly. Between the quiet sobs , "I love you Daddy, and so does Molly, but she's sleeping.", she tells me in an emotion filled voice.

Holding her even tighter, I whisper the truth growing in my long dead heart, "And I love you both. Thank your for saving my life."

Like the Phoenix rising, she lifts her head, and looks deeply into my sky blue eyes. Smiling, she runs a small hand along my jaw line, and with her fingers gently touches my lips.

She apologizes softly, "Sorry Dad, I need to get up, and go use the bathroom."

Pressing her narrow hip against my thigh, she urges me off the bench. Standing, I let her out. Walking quickly towards the rear of the RV, Jenny enters the bathroom and shuts the door.

Walking back by the door, I hear the water running and Jenny brushing her teeth. I am so glad, I remembered to buy them at Wally Mart. Hearing her turn off the water, I walk back up front and sit down at the table.

Soon the door opens, and a young short haired vision of loveliness walks demurely towards me. Jenny is looking much better. She has washed her face, and brushed her teeth. As she nears me, she opens her lips, and runs her tongue provocatively along her smooth clean teeth.

Stopping besides me, Jenny reaches out for me to take her hand. Not quite sure I'm ready for this, I look up at her, and fall into the twin chocolate pools gleaming down at me. Seeing my hesitation, Jenny leans forward, and takes my hand, pulling me up.

Ever so slowly, she leads me toward the back of the RV and my bedroom. My breathing is coming in ragged gasps, and my long unused penis is a flaming steel rod confined in my khakis.

Giggling softly, Jenny whispers hotly, "My, my aren't we excited. You better sit down. I'll be gentle. I know this is your first time, so relax and enjoy me."

Not quite believing my ears, I suddenly realize that this woman child is about to pleasure me in ways I've only dreamed of. Unable to stop myself, I sit quietly on the end of the bed.

Releasing my hand, Jenny backs up a step, or two. With exaggerated slowness, Jenny unbutton the shoulder straps on her sundress. Raising her left arm, she unzips her dress with her right hand. Holding her dress up with her right hand, she smiles across the intervening space between us, knowing I'm to far along to stop her.

Releasing her sundress, it lazily falls from her lean body. Her bra and panties are already gone, laying discarded on the bathroom floor. Jenny is standing naked before me, her preteen body is glistening with anticipation and arousal. The scent of her clean lite musk is beyond compare,.......the forbidden ambrosia of a prepubescent little girl.

Her body is absolutely perfect, small firm tits crowned with ultra hard nipples, a firm flat stomach. The flawless plain of Jenny's smooth skinned abdomen giving way to the bony bulge of her hairless Pubis Mons, and nestled between her tightly closed legs the barest hint of her small vaginal slit.

I'm about to unload in my underwear, when Jenny walks forward grabs my hands, and stands me up. I guess she's seen guys like this before. Lifting my t-shirt up and off, she moves down, and unfastens my Khaki shorts. Deftly, her little hands unzip my fly, and in one quick motion pulls them down around my ankles. Standing back up, she hooks her finger in the tight waist band of my white jockey briefs, and pulling outward frees my throbbing cock. Momentarily ignoring my dick, she pull my briefs down around my ankles. Lifting each foot she has me completely naked in seconds, and fully under her control.

"Shit Dad, you need to take better care of yourself. You're so horned out you won't be a decent fuck for days. When was the last time you jacked off. Not for a while by the looks of you.", Jenny scolds beginning to stroke my pulsating hard-on. Not terribly shocked, by Jenny's course language, I'm about to experience my first decent female induced orgasm in months at the hands of a 9 year old girl.

Groaning at my approaching orgasm, "Jenny sweetheart, I'm about to cum. Pump that dick you hot little bitch,........aaaah that's a good girl.", I moan looking down in horror as Jenny quickly kneels in front of my rock hard cock. Mesmerized by the lewd view before me, Jenny opens those perfect lips, and guides the purplish head of my dick into her warm mouth.

With a final few strokes, my saturated balls fill my prostate with baby making sperm, and in a mind blowing spasm of pure orgasmic pleasure my prostate shoots the first load of seminal fluid forcefully into Jenny's tightly sealed mouth.

Jenny gags slightly as the first massive load fills her mouth, but like a seasoned pro, she swallows quickly before the second load fills her mouth again. Jenny doesn't miss a drop, with each successive load, she continues to pump my dick. Until finally, she sucks the last trickles of seminal fluid from my deflating dick.

With an audible plop my dick slides out of her mouth. Smacking her lips in satisfaction, she smiles up at me.

"Now don't you feel better.", Jenny coos happily crawling into my lap. Pulling her close to me, I feel her hard rubbery nipples boring fiery holes in my chest. Jenny's incredibly warm body molds itself to mine. As our flesh merges into one, I kiss my young lover long and hard. My tongue searching for hers. In a lustful moan of pleasure, Jenny opens her mouth to mine, her slippery sperm coated ultra petite tongue plays hide and seek with mine.

As we kiss and hug each other, my limp depleted dick begins to stiffen between her widely spread legs. Jenny jumps a little, as my dick gently nudges her inner thigh.

Breaking our kiss, she looks down happily at the stiffening man meat between her legs. My dick hasn't been this close to a pussy in months, let alone a piece of preteen cunt.

Smiling, Jenny coos seductively, leaning forward to nip at my ear, "Well, Daddy is that hard cock for me? If it's mine, please stick that extra large bad boy in my hot little cunt, and fuck me!!! Come on Daddy fuck me now. I want you to take to me. Please shove that dick in me!!!, she pleads passionately.

Before we go any further, I make one last feeble attempt to stop Jenny, "Please sweetness, you don't have to fuck me. Let's take some time, and wait for a few more days. You might change your mind by then. Please honey don't do this because.......", I plead never getting to finish.

Jenny leans back frowning in frustration, putting a finger to my lips, "Now listen for a few seconds. All my life has been one endless nightmare. I never knew my father, and my alcoholic,....drug addicted mother didn't bother with feeding us, sold us for sex, and finally abandon us at a Rest Stop in the hills of Missouri. Then by some miracle, you found us."

Pausing to gather her thoughts, "I feel your loneliness, you've draped it about your shoulders like shield of protection. You think your good heart is dead, but it's not. You knelt down taking two broken strays into your strong arms, and blew life back into them. Now when one of them wants your love, you believe yourself unworthy of such a gift. I have never wanted anyone in my entire life as much as I want you. Lay back, and take the gift I freely give you." Laying back on the bed, I scoot us into the middle, and wait for her to mount me. Smiling at my acceptance, she crawls forward, legs beside my thighs her hands resting lightly on my chest.

Not in a rush, she leans forward to kiss my lips, starting our tongue game again. Laying down on top of me, her perky little tits continue to rub holes in my chest. We lay there enjoy each other, hugging and kissing. As with all young lovers, time is meaningless. Jenny feeling my insistent cock throbbing against her thigh, decides its time to fuck.

Pulling away, Jenny gets up on all fours, and locating the 7 inch of wildly twitching dick, positions her dripping wet slit directly above it.

With my hands behind my head, I watch this little slip of a girl ready herself above a decently size adult dick.

Smiling in delighted anticipation, she lowers herself, just enough to touch the velvety tip of my bulbous purplish cock head. Reaching between her legs, Jenny spreads her swollen blood engorged pussy lips ever so slightly, and slides the tip of my dick along the warm moist pink furrow.

Panting with pleasure, she uses the tip to stimulate her small clitoris bud. Spitting on her hand, she runs her saliva coated hand up and down my torrid shaft. Satisfied with her dick prep, she position the head of my dick just below her vaginal opening.

Smiling broadly, she looks me in the eye, "Are you ready Daddy. This is yours any time your want. You just have to ask!!", she moans hotly, and lowers her tight little cunt onto my steely flesh pole.

Feeling her tight opening resistance my penetrating dick head, Jenny stops with the tip barely into her. Grunting painfully, she pushes down with more force. Slowly, her vaginal opening spreads wide enough for the entire head to slide into her. Her answering painful groan of pleasure hurts me, almost as much as it does her.

Looking between her widely spread legs, the head of my dick is inside her highly stretch vaginal flesh. Her opening has closed around the narrowing of the shaft just below the head.

Jenny is breathing hard, and trying to get past the pain of my invading member. Smiling through the pain, "Jeez Dad, you're way bigger than the guys Mom had me fuck!!!, she complains painfully between deep breaths.

Smiling happily, I just lay there enjoying my young lovers effort. I'm not going to suggest we wait for another day. Jenny is bound and determined to fuck me, and I'm not going to upset her by saying she can't, or shouldn't.

Gritting her teeth, she push down forcing more me into her tight vaginal canal. Once past the narrowing of the shaft, she pauses again. This isn't going as smoothly as she'd hoped.

This time when she push down, about a full inch of heavily veined dick disappears into her hot little snatch. Two inches in and five to go, she pulls off a little and pushes down harder. Another inch disappears within. Grunting pleasurably at her success, she rests a few seconds before pulling about two inches out, before sitting back down.

Working away, inch by painful inch, she finally bottoms out with a hair over 5 inch buried deep inside that tightly clenching preteen cunt of hers.

Catching her breath, she complains, "Damn, I was hoping to take all of you today. Shit you're big, I feel like I have a baseball bat shoved up my vagina."

Reaching behind her, I smack her playfully on the ass, "OK, Jenny quite complaining, and get to work. My balls are starting to hurt!!!", I teasingly lodge a complaint of my own.

"Sorry Daddy!! Right away Father!!", she teases back.

Jenny gets her feet under her in a squatting position, and resting her hands on my chest, slowly begins to pump 5 inches of rock hard dick, in and out of her preteen cunt.

Watching my gleaming dick disappear into Jenny's small body is truly incredible. Within minutes my balls slowly pull up against the base of my slime coated dick.

Jenny is breathing hard now, beads of sweat are forming along her brow as she fucks me with long smooth strokes. Moaning and cooing constantly, Jenny is building to a massive orgasm of her own. I just hope, I can last long enough to bring her to the intense pleasure she deserves.

As we both near our orgasm, I am using every fiber of my being not to cum before her. Just when I know I can't hold out any longer. I feel Jenny begin to quiver and shake.

Looking down at me through wild passion filled eyes, she is lost in the beginnings of her intense orgasm, "Daddy please help me cum!! I'm so tired,....please fuck me Daddy!!!.....I love you so much!!", she whispers between heated pants.

Grabbing her ass in both hands, I hold her steady, and arching my back upwards thrust away in her small well fucked preteen cunt. Within seconds her orgasm takes her. Intense spasms of pleasure rack her small body over and over again. Lost in her orgasm, Jenny slumps forward onto my chest nearly unconscious. Delighting in Jenny's orgasm, I follow right behind her, filling her prepubescent pussy with my potent seed.

I continue to fuck Jenny's tight little snatch, until every last drop of semen is inside her. Leaving my shrinking dick buried in Jenny's cum filled cunt, I wrap my loving arms around her inert torso as she rest comfortably on my chest. Kissing her on the cheek, I reach over and pull a sheet over us.

With a well fucked, sleeping child draped lovingly across my body, I fall into a deep dreamless satisfied sleep.

(Again my mind echos it's call,.........sisters,.........sisters,........wild,....... in darkness.........she is here!!!!!)

"Night Terrors"

Several hours later, I am startled out of a deep sleep, by a blood curdling scream from Molly.

Screaming at the top of her lungs, "The Eyes are coming, the Eyes are coming to get us!!!"

Jenny is off of me in a split second, not far behind her, we rush to comfort Molly. Jenny has Molly clutched to her chest, cooing tenderly, "It's OK Molly. The Eyes are not here. It was just a nightmare. Look Daddy's right here too", she tells a very frighten Molly.

Sitting on the couch beside Molly, I put my arm around her and Jenny. Rocking Molly and Jenny, I tell them things are alright. No more Eyes to bite them.

Molly is almost back to sleep, when her small hand feels along my hair covered chest. Sitting up she looks at me and Jenny.

With an accusatory glare, she starts in on us, "Jenny, why are you and Daddy naked. Did he poke you with his thing, you know his dick. Did you? Did you do it?", she asks crossing her arms in anger.

Looking from Jenny to Molly, "Yes, Princess. Jenny helped me with my dick problem. You were asleep, and Jenny was the only one who could help. I promise tomorrow morning you can help me too.", I encourage hoping she will wait til tomorrow to jump me.

Sitting with her back against the couch, she looks across at Jenny's unmade bed. Crossing her arms again, "Well, I'm not going to sleep on the couch. If Jenny gets to sleep in your bed, then so do I. That's only fair.", she concludes logically.

Not wanting to debate this at 3 am in the morning, I point to the the main bedroom, "OK let's all get some sleep, and we'll talk about this tomorrow.", I provide sleepily.

With a gleeful squeal, Molly grabs her teddy bear, and runs back toward our bedroom. Stopping at the table, she lays her teddy bear down long enough to pull her sundress over her head, and shuck her white "Frozen" princess panties.

Naked like the rest of us, she runs into the bedroom. Jumping on the bed, Molly crawls across the bed laying down defiantly on the right side near the rear wall of the RV.

Shaking our heads, Jenny and I follow Molly to bed. Following Jenny to the bedroom, I notice she is walking a little gingerly, her legs spread slightly. Laughing, I smack her on the butt, before crawling onto the bed ahead of her.

"Ouch, what was that for?", she ask mildly miffed.

I laugh, "So, sweetness how are you feeling?", I tease with mocked concern.

Not laughing, she glares at me before answering, "I'm sore, that's how I feel. But you already knew that. It doesn't mean a thing. I'll get use to you soon enough, so quite being a butt head.", she warns playfully walking up to the left side of the bed.

Molly pipes up, "Would you guys knock it off, I'm trying to go back to sleep." she tells us sleepily.

As soon as I get into bed, Molly turns on her side and scoots her cute little butt up against me. Draping an loving arm around her, she settles in for the rest of the night. Jenny is happy just to lay against my back.

Before I can go to sleep, Jenny leans over and kisses me good night. Molly is already gone again. Laying between my girls, I soon follow Molly into sleep.

(Sometime late in the predawn night, my dreaming mind echos again,......awaken, .........sisters,.......in darkness,.........remember!!!!)

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