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|    Story: Only To Get By 3 of 3 (1/3)    |
|    17 Jul 06 13:10:09    |
      From: OneSickPuppy@HotMail.com              Story: Only To Get By 3 of 3              by Cactus              The characters and events in this story are fictional and are not       condoned by the author in any way. These stories are posted for fantasy       and shout not be acted out. If you are under 18 years of age (or 21 in       some areas) please discontinue reading. Fictional writing about children       involved in sex is considered freedom and speech and is not child       pornography according to U.S. law              Chapter 3: Jennifer Gets a Job              A week had passed since Jennifer had been taken in by Gary. In that time       she had met some of the other girls that Gary called “His Own.” There       was Katie, a 12 year old girl who lived in the same building as Gary       that met him when she was 10. She lived with her parents, both of which       thought Gary was just a nice man willing to baby-sit Katie from time to       time and spend time with the girl. Katie was 5’2 with fiery red hair       that she kept long. Her breasts were a partially-developed 32a, and her       body was best described as “a little extra” in the weight department –       although she was far from overweight. Jennifer considered her especially       beautiful.              Gina was a tiny 5 year old, and was Gary’s niece. Her mother, Gary’s       younger sister, wanted nothing to do with the child and Gary opted to       take her in. She slept in Gary’s bed and was an adorable little girl       with a tiny blond ponytail and brown eyes. Whenever Jennifer would       wander around late at night, she would often see Gary laying in bed with       Gina nursing his thick penis between her lips. Gary adored the little       girl, and would often spend hours alone with her in his room, licking       between her legs or gently pushing his rigid, plump cock deeper into her       trained throat.              When Gina wasn’t with her Uncle, she was always tagging along with       Cynthia. Cynthia was a striking 6 year old with silky black hair and       dark eyes. She was half-Mexican, her mother being a native of the       country who moved to America when she was a teenager, and her father       being a coworker of her mother when she found work. The couple lived a       few floors above Gary in an apartment with their daughter. Emile, the       mother, had befriended Gary a few weeks after they moved into the       apartment. She was soon openly flirtatious to him, and not long after       Gary was invited to fuck Emile while Todd, her husband, watched. This       happened for a few months, and all the while Gary would have an eye on       Cynthia. He began lightly, but eventually he would suggest more and more       that Cynthia be allowed to watch as well. Her parents were nervous at       first, but soon Cynthia was allowed to watch the fucking as well. It       wasn’t long before the little girl joined in herself, with Todd lending       an eager helping hand to his wife and daughter. It was around this time       that Cynthia became one of Gary’s Girls as well, with the support of her       parents.              Only one more child was a part of this group before Jennifer arrived,       and it wasn’t a girl at all. Kyle, a 13 year-old runaway like Jennifer,       had met Gary through Katie when the girl had gone out shopping. She met       Kyle on the street and seduced him, bringing him back to Gary’s       apartment to fool around. When there, Gary took a liking to the boy and       proposed he stay around, much like he had offered Jennifer, so he could       take care of him. He soon convinced the boy to work for him, and the       young man was eager to work his body for cash – to men or women.              Jennifer enjoyed all of these kids and would often spend time with them       while they weren’t out working. Sometimes she would even watch, since       regular customers would often come back to the apartment to fuck the       girls in a special room put aside for just that. The customers didn’t       seem to mind the extra set of eyes peeping on them. Normally they were       too enamored in the little cunnies that were sliding along their fat       pricks, or waving back and forth in front of their faces. It wasn’t long       though before they would go to Gary requesting a little fun with the new       girl. Gary would decline usually, saying that she still needed to work       herself up to it. After a while, however, the prospect of more money       coming in through the new girl became too much for him to pass up. It       was a Saturday evening when he approached Jennifer. She was sitting in       the living room watching TV, and he sat beside her, placing a familiar       hand on her soft, bare thigh right below her shorts.              “Jennifer, sweetheart, how are you feeling?” Asked Gary, smiling kindly       at the raven-haired beauty. Jennifer looked up at him with a smile. She       had gotten fairly close to Gary and his “family” in the past week.              “I’m okay. What’s up?”              Gary let his hand glide along the smooth, young skin of her thigh,       dipping between them as he watched his experienced digits manipulate the       angel-flesh. “Well, you’ve been here a while now, and you’ve gotten to       see all the girls at work. You like watching them, right?”              She nodded, still not quite sure where this was going.              “Well…you’ve learned a lot too. And whenever you play with the girls,       you do a wonderful job at pleasing them. Christy always tells me how       wonderful you make her feel…and how yummy your little pussy tastes.”              Jennifer blushed, nodding again and looking coyly towards the television       again. Gary continued.              “What do you think about getting some money of your own? I know you       could use some…you’d get a good share of any money you made at pleasing       our clients.”              “You mean…have sex with them?” Jennifer hadn’t even given much thought       to that yet. Sure, it had crossed her mind a few times. But she wasn’t       sure she could really do a good job…and besides, thinking of other men       like her father touching and hurting her was something she didn’t enjoy       at all.              “That’s right. And of course I would be there to watch the first few       times. At least until you developed some regulars. That way you could be       sure they wouldn’t hurt you.”              It would be nice if Gary would watch, she thought. She knew he loved his       girls, and always made sure no one hurt them. He even got violent with       one new customer when he tried to do too much to Katie. She didn’t want       to disappoint Gary either. He had taken her in, fed her, gotten her new       clothes, treated her wonderfully. If she said no, would he kick her out?       She didn’t want to be on the streets again.              “Okay,” she said at length, looking back up to and into his eyes, “I       guess I could try…”              The man smiled, standing and taking her hand. “Wonderful. I have a man       waiting for you right now. He’s a regular and I know he won’t hurt you.       And I’ll be there with you just to make sure.”              She nodded again, taking his hand and following him into the “sex room”       as the girls called it. The room had plenty of lights, all of them       controlled by switches that could dim each one to the likeness of the              [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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