Now, not to seem like a monster, but on occasion I'd pay for sex. It's a dimension in the void -human servitude - the money thing - but I could go anywhere with these girls.

Ass-fucking... forcing them to drink my piss... men I didn't like - that whole men together thing irked me. Call me a racist.

I'd usually hire two at once, and force them to do things that made them blush. It's like being a king. Anything I wanted. Anything at all.

So I got comfortable with these two sluts. And one evening, with both of them there, I announced I wanted a child. They were not happy. I'm not sure if it were about the perversity, or it just seemed unmanageable.

'I've got a niece,' Becky finally said.

'How old?'

'I don't know... maybe nine.'

'Too old.'

'Jesus, what do you want?'

'Six year old.'

'And you're going to fuck her?'

'That's the plan.'

'Shit!' - And they both said it at the same time so it kinda echoed.

I'd been paying these girls pretty good and regularly. It was two years after my divorce, and I just needed something to get my engines running again.

One day Sammy called - she was the other. 'I think I got something.'

'What you got?'

'She's almost six - a neighbor's kid.'

'Set it up! - I want you both to be here when it goes down.'

'I can't talk for Becky.'

'I can't talk out of my asshole, but you know...'

Two days later. 'Yeah, I'm babysitting tonight. Becky's in. How do we do this?'

'Bring her on over.'

'What am I going to do with the mom? I mean, after this?'

'Fuck the mom! - What is she, some kind of crack whore?'

'I think it's cocaine or snorting heroin - but I don't know. She puts out all the time for nothing. So she's stupid. A drunk, I think.'

'Just come over - we'll figure all that shit out later.'

They arrived at my door like a little lesbian family, I guess they'd been coaching the girl - she was happy as hell.

'Hi sweetheart, what's your name?'

'Emily.'

'You're a real pretty girl.'

She liked that. Becky and Samantha were kinda strange.

'You wanna drink a cola?'

'Yes!'

'So you know Sam, right?'

'Yeah. She's our neighbor.'

'And you've met Becky?'

'Only this once.'

'Tell me about your mother.'

'She doesn't... I don't...'

'You can tell me.'

I don't know how, but somehow I got her trust.

'She takes stinky men into her bedroom.'

'What do they do there?'

'They do the nasty.'

'Have you ever done the nasty?'

'A few times - once they were finished with Mom and found me.'

'Were you hidden?'

'Naw, just in my room.'

'Did you ever tell your Mom you'd done the nasty with these guys?'

'Naw! She would've whooped me.'

'She beats you.'

'When I'm bad.'

'I can't imagine you ever being bad.'

'Oh I'm bad on occasion, mister.'

'Call me Ron.'

'I like that. That's easy.'

So, this was a mentally retarded girl being raised by an alcoholic drug queen. My two bitches were on the couch - staring vacantly at the tv, sound off - maybe something had happened in the world.

I turned the tv off. The two had this look of frustration and or guilt. They were both high on something - that wasn't unusual. But they couldn't look me in the eye.

'Time to party!'

That was my signature sign. They both got up and began to undress. Though this time they were a little, I don't know what to call it - shy. The little girl was really having an effect on them.

'Her mother is just going to freak! I'm going to get in trouble.'

'Let me worry about that shit.'

'Ron, it's not all that simple!'

'Crack whores can be bought off with crack - or cocaine or heroin. You both seem a little drunk.'

'Yeah, we've had a few.'

They were naked now, clothes just dumped on the floor. Emily was holding my hand, which she squeezed when the girls were both naked.

'We're going to play a game, sweetheart.'

'What game?' - She was still exuberant.

'It's called Fucking. Take off your clothes, and I'll take off mine.'

'O.k.'

She was perfect. A pale little nymph - bit of a belly, but that's usual - no tits whatsoever, her nipples creamy and a little puffy, her tiny slit immaculate.

'You're just beautiful!' - She was happy beyond belief - but looking at my hard-on was a bit confused - and my two girls offerred absolutely nothing.

'You guys get her ready for fucking.'

They hesitated.

'One on her cunt, one on her asshole NOW!'

'You're not going to fuck her asshole!'

'I fucking do what I fucking do!'

They got down to business - Becky was slurping at her tiny hairless cunt, and Sam had somehow wiggled her tongue up the girl's ass. She was fine. I think there was pleasure in the air.

The little girl really didn't have a clue.

Becky stood up after drooling all over the little pussy, 'I can't do this!'

I slapped her face, and kinda hard. The girl saw it and flinched. Sam was still buried deep in her asshole.

Becky went back down on her cunt. I believe I'd reasoned with her.

'Now, who's going to help me with the fuck game?'

'How are we going to do this with her mother? - I'm already fucked!'

'You wanna slap, bitch!'

'I won't let you fuck her asshole - she's way too young.'

'So I fuck her cunt.' I'm a reasonable man.

'Let her crawl over you, and ease herself down.'

'I'm game.'

I'd never fucked a six year old before. Tight damn shit. Lowered herself on my cock, but with pain... the girls carressing. Breaking thru her hymen I came. Fucking blasts.

They healed her wounds best they could, then immediately left.