From: wanker@dick.net   
      
   On Mon, 14 Dec 2009 07:31:05 -0800, Tim Merrigan    
   wrote:   
      
   >On Sun, 06 Dec 2009 07:12:09 -0800, Tim Merrigan    
   >wrote:   
   >   
   This particular adventure proved to be a novelty for both of us.  That   
   is, I've had my moments over the years, you know, having abortive   
   fantasies about encounters with little girls.  Hell, I've thought   
   about little boys and dogs and about every other kind of kinky   
   experience. Almost everyone who is honest with themselves would have   
   to admit to that.  Most of the time I concluded these fantasies were   
   disgusting and let them go.  They just didn't develop into my kind of   
   thing.   
      
   The day in question was one of those odd winter days following a   
   session of snow where the temperature hovered around freezing.  The   
   snow had left a couple of days earlier and, although it was now nearly   
   dark out, the windchill was low and holding steady around forty-two.   
   That was tolerable if you were dressed for it.  Most people were.  I   
   turned the van into the small parking lot of the store.  It wasn't   
   really a convenience market, but they sold cigarets and I bought mine   
   there more often than not.  The lot was empty with one exception that   
   belonged to the clerk.  That was usually the case in the middle of the   
   week.   
      
   What I did take notice of otherwise was a small girl sitting against   
   the back corner of the building.  A wide apron sidewalk surrounded the   
   structure on three sides and at the far end was a service door.  From   
   there back to the people entrance was a long row of fresh unpainted   
   doghouses in various sizes.  These were marketable items the owner   
   would finish to spec as they were bought.  I only noticed the girl   
   because she sat shivering with her legs bent up into her chest with   
   knees under her chin.  I could only see that part of her and in fact   
   had to look hard to determine what I was seeing.   
      
   My nature was to park as close as possible to the entrance, but this   
   time I deliberately pulled into a marked slot near the pair of legs   
   that attracted my attention.  I wondered why she was there.  Her face   
   was turned away from me, but it was clear she was dressed only in one   
   of those flimsy light summer dresses that do little to keep a body   
   warm.  She was shuddering almost uncontrollably against the cold.  I   
   slipped out and strode around the front of the van, glancing about for   
   sign of anyone who might reasonably claim her.  Nobody.  I stood over   
   her, but she didn't acknowledge my presence.   
      
   "Hey, kid, why you sitting out here in the cold?"   
      
   Her shoulders jerked up in response, but she said nothing.  I felt a   
   good deal of her shivering was actually crying.  Her bare arms,   
   shoulders, and legs were almost white with a bluish tinge in the   
   halogen glow from the few surrounding lights.  I squatted down on my   
   heels and reached out to touch the pale mat of short-cropped hair, but   
   only managed a feel of silky texture as she jerked back from me,   
   turning her face up in stark fear.   
      
   "P-Please don't hurt me!" she stammered in a shuddering hiss.   
      
   "I'm sorry," I assured her awkwardly.  "I didn't mean to frighten. Why   
   you out here freezing?"   
      
   Staring at me for a long moment, she continued to shiver from the   
   cold.  That affected her voice accordingly.  "M-Momma left me!  They   
   just droved off!  She s-said she would!"   
      
   "I didn't see anyone leaving when I pulled in," I replied in   
   disbelief, glancing around again for a sign of anyone.  I reached out   
   slowly and touched the back of my fingers to her forehead.  She was   
   warm there, but when my hand touched her forearm, it felt like ice.   
   "When did she leave?"   
      
   "L-long timeago," she replied emphatically.  "Sun was shinin' an' now   
   it's all dark."  Indeed, the grey was gone from the sky.   
      
   I stood up and trailed my fingers along her arm to close on her wrist.   
   "Come with me," I said gently with a note of firmness.  She stood up,   
   trembling from the cold and fear and uncertainty.  She was much   
   smaller than I'd thought, her face pressing into what I suddenly   
   realized was an erection of embarassing proportion.  Her free arm   
   encircled my leg.  She felt unbelievably cold through my loose   
   trousers.  In contrast, my own heat flowed up out of my shirt and   
   leather coat, embarassing me further with the speculations I had to   
   rid myself of by shaking my head frantically.  In the same effort, I   
   held the waif to me.  I had backed toward the passenger side of the   
   van.  "Listen, honey.  You're freezing to death.  Get in here where   
   it's warm and sit down on the floor by the heater until I get back." I   
   opened the door and she crawled in onto the carpet in front of the   
   seat without saying anything.   
      
   I went on into the store to buy the smokes and hurried back out.  My   
   first impulse was to take the matter up with the clerk, but something   
   vague in the back of my mind drove me to silence on the matter.  I   
   could see her hunkered there through the door window, then I opened up   
   and slid in behind the wheel.  Again, I was uncomfortably aware of the   
   erection throbbing up against my trousers.  I deliberately pushed it   
   down as I started the engine, but it sprang back up across my thigh. I   
   scowled around, manouvered out to the street, and drove carefully   
   away.  There was no traffic.   
      
   When I started up, the heater whirred to life and the vents dumped a   
   new warmth into the front area through half a dozen vents.  I had   
   deliberately driven off away from home and a mile or so along this   
   wide thoroughfare, we came to a small shopping center dominated by a   
   supermarket, more notable for the vacant fronts and wide expanse of   
   empty parking lot.  I cruised slowly around to a side lot where I   
   decided to back in between a pair of delivery vans that were evidently   
   done being used for the night.  This notion seemed even better on   
   closer observation as they appeared to be quite dirty and evidently   
   hadn't been used for some time.  Killing the lights, I left the motor   
   running to keep the heater going.   
      
   During the brief drive, neither of us had spoken.  I had concentrated   
   on driving and sorting out the myriad thoughts and speculations   
   cluttering my mind.  There was that hollow place in my stomach brought   
   on by guilt over some of my thoughts and the certain knowledge that I   
   would be in deep shit if anyone should even begin to suspect anything   
   was adnormal.  Of course, all that paranoid speculation was   
   groundless, but it was there, nonetheless.  For the first time, I gave   
   the child a long, searching stare.  She was not aware of me again. She   
   was soaking up the heat, although she still trembled, and even   
   appeared to be asleep.  I shut my eyes tightly and tightly gripped the   
   erection through my pants.  It took awhile, perhaps minutes, to clear   
      
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