From: man.simple@hotmail.com   
      
   Sidekick (Mg, cons)   
   By Simple Man   
      
      
   I was bound and determined to get one more trail ride in this year   
   before the snow fell.  I wanted a companion to ride with me since it is   
   not much fun going alone, so I placed an ad in the paper.   
   ____________________   
   FEMALE wanted for J-   
   eep Trail Ride comp-   
   anion.  Expenses pa-   
   id. 542-691-7416 ev-   
   enings._____________   
      
   I got a few calls but nothing promising and then one call that sounded   
   like a youth talking to me.  Her voice was sweet and melodic and when I   
   asked her how old she was, she told me she was ten.  Naturally I asked   
   if her parents went along with this and she said hold on you can talk to   
   my mom.  Her mother sounded drunk on the phone and I was about to hang   
   up when she said first I would like to meet you.  Well that sounded   
   reasonable so I agreed for the day after tomorrow when I had a day off   
   from work.   
      
   I drove over to the address I was given in my Jeep and met the family.   
   The father could barely stand on two feet he was so drunk and the mother   
   was not too far from matching his inebriation, but the little girl was   
   jail bait.  A ten year old girl that looked like she could suck the   
   chrome off a bumper hitch.  Her skirt or dress or whatever you could   
   call it was so short her panties showed and severely fine ass cheeks   
   were in full view.  There was so much flesh showing on her that there   
   was no need to imagine anything and I would have had to be a eunuch not   
   to have wanted her.   
      
   A cigarette hung limply from the father's lips and in his sleeveless t-   
   shirt and beer belly he was typical of what I thought was the lowest   
   life form.  The mother was no better in her housecoat either.  When I   
   mentioned it was a two day trail ride the mother simply asked how much I   
   was going to pay them.  I got the picture real fast and offered a   
   hundred which she accepted like she could not believe it.  The little   
   girl moved closer to me and smiled her teeth white and perfectly   
   straight, canvassed by full lips that just begged to be kissed.  There   
   was no doubt about it; she was a ticket to hell and I had just paid for   
   it.   
      
   I took the little girl's hand noting how small it was in my hand and led   
   her over to my Jeep.  I asked her if she wanted to change clothes or   
   anything.  Complete innocence met my eyes and I told her never mind I   
   will buy her some clothes suitable for a trail ride.  Whatever that   
   meant to her she got more lively and latched on to me and was so close   
   to my face I could feel her breathing.  She smelled of lavender soap and   
   her short auburn hair was clean and fresh and I sensed the child still   
   in her that was hidden in her clothing and appearance.  My desire for   
   her was becoming epidemic, growing like a cancer and I think she could   
   sense that in me.   
      
   I opened the door and helped her climb in, then fastened the five-point   
   harness around her which made her just beginning breasts stick out   
   noticeably between the belts.  She looked down at her chest and then at   
   me as I climbed in to my seat and smiled.  It was an innocent smile, the   
   kind of smile that says oops, I'm showing a little.  My eyes met hers in   
   a look that has populated the world many times over and probably would   
   again tonight.  There was no fear in her eyes, only innocence.   
      
   I pulled into the parking lot by J.C. Penny's and took her inside with   
   me and went over to the girls department where I selected some suitable   
   clothes.  I asked her to go into the changing room to change into the   
   outfits so I could see them on her.  I don't think anyone had ever paid   
   this much attention to her and she was hungry for all she could get of   
   it.  She came out in one outfit after another and the real little girl   
   in her began to emerge, the innocence replaced with excitement and   
   anticipation.  I was old enough to be her grandfather but it was obvious   
   she didn't care, I was a man and I was paying her all the attention I   
   had and buying her new clothes.  She was happy and so was I.   
      
   We stopped after shopping at Ruby Tuesday's for dinner and dressed now   
   like a little girl she hung onto me like I was her daddy, something I   
   found very touching.  We had a great dinner and talked about what was to   
   come on the trail ride.  She was extremely excited about going on it   
   with me.  I knew I was falling in love with her, the daughter I never   
   had.  I found myself wanting her, just to be with, to comb her hair and   
   cuddle her on my lap even if she was too old for that.  They were my   
   fantasies, and she played right into them repeatedly.  I paid the check   
   and we left.   
      
   She insisted on carrying her new clothes into my house, she didn't want   
   any help although she needed it in the end.  Her first look around made   
   her eyes open wide.  It was clean and neat, very unlike her home.  The   
   fireplace held her interest for quite awhile and made me wonder what she   
   might have been thinking.  Then she was off, searching for whatever, I   
   didn't know, probably everything.   
      
   My master bedroom was the only lived in bedroom and it was me in every   
   detail including the master bath.  The remaining bedrooms cold and dark,   
   never used, she took the liberty of using mine, and I could not have   
   been happier.   
      
      
      
   [The best part about Simple Man stories is that they leave you thinking.   
   This is the end of Part 1 or 2 parts.  Hope you enjoy it.  -SM]   
      
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