Of course, after watching that video of Sadie I sent Lee a PM. I couldn't wait to find out what the story was... was that him in the video? Or where did it come from?

He didn't get back to me for another day, and in the meantime I beat off to Thora's custom picture sets and that video of Sadie like a million times. Seemed like I could only keep my pants on for about 2 hours before I would break down for another stroke session.

Lee suggested we set up a chat session, so I set up a yahoo account and downloaded messenger. First thing I asked him was if that had been him in the video.

He told me no, that wasn't him. He had been exchanging PMs and then messenger chatting with a guy who called himself ChiTownBBRPR, which Lee told me meant Chicago baby raper. I guess so! Lee had met him on the message board of yet another child model site, JennaDayCare.com. I had seen that site advertised somewhere, Jenna was a pretty little 5 year old. The banner image for the site was a picture of her and two little friends playing in a sandbox.

Lee said it had been hard to earn this guy's trust because he really didn't have anything to offer in return except the relatively tame pictures of Thora and the other models from the sites he was on. But out of the blue the guy had sent him the video of Sadie.

Turns out he manages some apartment complexes in the Chicago area, and he makes a point to encourage crack and meth addicts with young girls to rent from him. Then either for rent money, or drug money, or to get the AC fixed, or whatever, he eventually gets the moms to agree to pimp out their little ones.

Lee told me the man is involved in a clandestine internet group that exchanges homemade child porn. Lee had begged the guy to see more videos, but he was reluctant. He told Lee it was a total violation of the group's rules to share anyone else's homemade stuff, but if Lee had made some porn, he'd put in a good word for him.

Are you gonna do it? I typed to Lee.

I wish LOL was the reply.

Apparently the only thing else he was willing to send him was a zip file of pictures, some of which were homemade jobs and some of which, Lee said, had been apparently circulating on the image boards for some time. Naturally I begged Lee to send me the zip file, and he agreed.

I zipped up all of Thora's custom pics and sent them to him in return, suggesting maybe he could use them to barter some more from this Chicago guy. Lee said he doubted it, but he would try.

I thanked him but quickly ended the chat because I wanted to stroke off to whatever he'd sent along. The file was called LG(Tame).zip. I presumed the LG meant "little girls", and I was a bit disappointed by the Tame attribute. I had plenty of tame pictures already. Of course, tame was a relative term, and the fact that I could even think of those pictures of Thora with her labia lips poking out from her g-string or of her kissing another little girl as "tame" showed just how far I was sinking.

The unzipping process took a while, I was happy to see. There were over 300 images inside. I double-clicked on the first.

Tame? The first several images were what looked like homemade pictures of two adorable little girls - definitely sisters - rolling around on a bed wearing only their panties! One looked to be about 7 and the other about 5. They both had completely flat chests, skinny, with tiny brown nipples, rib cages showing. Both had short, dirty brown hair, wavy at the bottom, a bit scraggily.

They had huge smiles on their faces, as if they were playing some kind of game. At first I thought they were candid or at least spontaneous pictures, but later in the series they were clearly being posed. One shot that had my dick painfully erect had them on hands and knees, panty-clad asses in the air. The panties didn't quite cover the tops of their asses, and the way they were positioned inspired the fantasy of plowing into one doggy style, sliding over a bit, then entering the second one.

Another image had them side by side on their backs with feet in the air, hands holding ankles. They had perfect, smooth little legs. You could see their smiling faces between those outstretched legs, and you could see panty fabric tight against the plump mounds of their vulvas. There was a little bump in the older girl's panties that could have been an erect clitoris.

Next there was a series of older pictures, what might have been naturist beaches in the 70s or 80s. Lots of completely naked little girls. All kinds of variety here in terms of ages and body sizes. Some girls covered in sand, some wet from the water, some crawling, some running. The shots all looked to be non-posed, but there were plenty of lewd-by-accident images. A four year old sitting in the sand with legs completely stretched apart, fat little pussy covered with wet sand. An eight year old on hands and knees working on a sand castle with tiny, tight ass open revealing a great look at her brown little asshole. Twelve year old in the water with six year old on her shoulders, little legs wrapping around her neck.

Now a few creepy down-in-the-basement kind of pictures with unhappy little girls displayed lewdly. Several pictures of girls with legs spread holding their pussy lips open, ranging in age from 7 to 12. One picture of a ten year old facing the wall of an unfinished basement, hands behind head BDSM style, her cute pert asscheeks pink from what must have been a serious spanking. A later image also with a BDSM theme, this time a 3-year old seated cross-legged on the floor with a ball gag in her mouth and her arms sloppily tied behind her back with what looked to be black yarn.

Several pictures now of little girls taking a piss. Some with smiles on their faces, again as if playing a game, others with no expression, others with fear. Some were peeing outside, some peeing on themselves, some peeing on the floor.

I was going nuts. I was teasing my cock so bad I thought I might be doing damage. I almost lost it several times with the pee girls, but the image that finally got to me wasn't even that bizarre - at least by my new standards. Just a girl leaning against a car - outdoors somewhere! - on a bright sunny day in deep winter with at least 6 inches of snow covering the ground. She was wearing snow boots, a bulky winter jacket, a winter hat, and a scarf - but no pants or panties! Nothing between the bottom of her jacket and the tops of her boots except for beautiful preteen girl flesh. She had a model-quality face with a pretty smile and two deep dimples at her cheeks. She was maybe 11, but there was no hint of pussy hair, and her pussy was absolutely beautiful.

I shot my load all over the place. Sperm on my desk, my chair, my thighs, dripping down to my ankles. It was an incredibly satisfying cum. Plus, there was no trace of guilt afterwards. Guilt was happening less and less. I was a little girl lover, and I was becoming less bothered by that fact every day.

Boldly I decided to just leave the folder open. I still had more than half of the images to go. I went out and cut the grass, took a shower, waved to the adorable neighbor kids across the street, reheated yesterday's fried chicken, cleaned up the dishes, stripped off my clothes, and went right back to view the rest of the "tame" material.