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   Story: The 'Tiny Tots' Program (1/4)   
   19 May 06 12:16:33   
   
   From: bobandcarole@aol.com   
      
   Story: The 'Tiny Tots' Program   
      
   By bobandcarole (pedo, M/g, MM/f, sad)   
      
   I had known Werner for 15 years, ever since we worked in the DA's   
   office together. He sat down next to me on the ferry. We were both on   
   our morning commute. He handed me his coffee and opened his laptop.   
      
   "You've got to see these, Ralph." he said. I looked around. No one was   
   behind us. Werner and I had been exchanging pictures of little girls,   
   nothing pedo or porn of course, for some years; pics of naked little   
   girls at nudist camps and stuff. That's what I expected he was going to   
   show me.   
      
   After it booted up and he brought up the files on the CD there was a   
   little blond girl in a frilly dress with a big smile on her face.   
      
   "Like her?" he asked. "Here's another." It was a Chinese girl, about 6   
   or so I'd guess, hands on her hips and sticking her tongue out.   
      
   "Well they're nice I guess, Werner," I said "but they're not too, well   
   you know, sexy."   
      
   "Would you fuck this one?" he whispered as he pointed out a little   
   black girl with cornrows.   
      
   "Well sure, Werner." I said as quietly as I could. "We've always   
   fantasized about screwing these little darlings but usually our pics   
   are of girls in provocative poses at least, if not naked; pics of   
   little girls asking to get nailed."   
      
   "Let me tell you, Ralph." he looked around. "This is for real. You can   
   actually fuck these girls."   
      
   "C'mon Werner." I said, "What are you talking about?"   
      
   "You going to be on the 5:30?" he asked. "Yes," I answered "unless   
   something comes up at the office to stop me."   
      
   "I want you to meet this guy, he's O.K. I'll bring him along this   
   evening, you'll see. It's great." he said.   
      
   That evening I sat up in front, my back to a bulkhead with my glass of   
   red wine and the newspaper. Werner and his friend arrived shortly.   
      
   "Hi, I'm Bob Smith." he said. "Let me sit between you two so you can   
   both see." We arranged ourselves in that fashion and he booted up his   
   laptop, giving me a pair of earphones.   
      
   "Werner tells me that you two have been fantasizing about having sex   
   with little girls for years. Stop me if I'm wrong." he said. "What if I   
   told you that you actually could, and with no risk?"   
      
   "I'm listening." I said. 'Bob Smith' is not a very original name, I   
   thought, but I guess I wouldn't use my real name either if I were a   
   pimp or whatever this guy is.   
      
   "The people I work with have purchased several little girls in various   
   countries around the world, you know, where they've been available." he   
   began.   
      
   "You're kidding." I said. "You have purchased children, little girls?   
   Are you serious?"   
      
   "Boys too, but I guess you're not interested in boys, hunh?"   
      
   "I know it sounds crazy, Ralph but hear him out." Werner said.   
      
   "We make these children available to a select group of clients, very   
   discreet." he continued. "I have some pictures here. You can select who   
   you want, age, race, you know. We'll bring her to your house and take   
   her home when you are finished."   
      
   "I can't believe what I'm hearing." I said. "Incredibly illegal, how   
   can you do that?"   
      
   "Well it is frightfully expensive but if you can afford it, it's   
   available" he answered. "Here let me show you some of our merchandise."   
   He clicked on a power point presentation and put the computer in my   
   lap.   
      
   A few pictures of little girls playing and hugging their teddies, etc.   
   came on. A male radio announcer type voice sounded against a background   
   of peppy music.   
      
   "They are so cute," he said "and they are yours, yes, yours to do   
   anything you want with. Here is Barbara, only six years old. Isn't she   
   a sweetie pie? Now tell me, wouldn't you like to stick your cock in her   
   mouth? Sure you would, and you can. Or perhaps you prefer Elisha." A   
   little black girl's smiling face replaced Barbara's.   
      
   "You don't have to worry about breaking Elisha's cherry, she is all   
   ready for you. It's so simple. All you have to do is place your order   
   and Elisha or Barbara or Natasha or Olga will be delivered to your   
   door, ready to fuck. No messy endings either. The girl will be whisked   
   away when you are finished with her. No mess, no fuss. What could be   
   easier?"   
      
   "What do you want to do to them, fuck them in the ass?" the   
   presentation continued. "Simple as pie, just pull down their cute   
   little panties and stick it in; all in the privacy of your own home.   
   Prefer a blowjob, our girls know how to do it and do it right. At '   
   Tiny Tots ' they get the meticulous training needed to satisfy   
   sophisticated customers like yourself. They are all cheerful,   
   enthusiastic little whores just waiting for your cock."   
      
   "This service is not available to just anyone but if you are the type   
   who appreciates the best quality and demands quick and easy service,   
   Cosmo corporation's ' Tiny Tots ' program is for you. Just make your   
   selection from the array of beautiful little girls your presenter will   
   show you and we will handle the rest. And remember we have young boys,   
   too."   
      
   The picture of a darling Latina girl faded away along with the music.   
      
   "What do you think, Ralph?" said Werner. "We could order one together   
   and split the cost."   
      
   "Actually it cost a tiny bit more for double penetration but you guys   
   are successful lawyers and can afford it. Why deny yourself the   
   pleasure? What else are you going to spend your money on that will be   
   as much fun?" said Bob Smith.   
      
   "Well let's take a look at what you've got." I said. "No harm in   
   looking anyway." Bob Smith clicked on some files and a bunch of   
   thumbnails came up.   
      
   "This is what we've got immediately available. You can check our   
   website for our complete collection and order there but, except for   
   these here, the others would have to be flown in from other cities and   
   of course the expense would have to be picked up by you." Bob Smith   
   advised.   
      
   "This little Thai girl is very pretty." said Werner. Bob Smith clicked   
   on the picture that filled the screen. "Very nice little 5 year old."   
   said Bob Smith. "Her name is Achara, means 'pretty angel' and isn't   
   she? Got her in Bangkok, orphan."   
      
   "Let me see this one." I pointed out a blue-eyed blonde.   
      
   "Oh yes, Olga, one of our most popular girls. She comes from Ukraine,   
   doesn't speak any English yet except for the few words she's learned on   
   the job. A very nice eight year old piece of ass, nice indeed." Bob   
   Smith said.   
      
   "Would you be interested in any thing older?" Bob Smith asked. "We have   
   merchandise up to about 15 years, maybe a little older. The older ones   
   are better for double penetration, more comfortable you know."   
      
   "Good point." I said absently, studying Olga's face and bikini clad   
   body. She was a looker all right. Maybe I liked her best because you   
   could see her little camel-toe. Cute. My cock started getting hard.   
      
   "Shall I send her around then?" asked Bob Smith "Olga, I mean, I could   
      
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