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" Orange Touque 2 "

By Orestes

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   We try to look as legitimate as we can, but it's difficult. In this
part of the city, the only steady businesses are hydroponics stores and
pawn shops. They provide a lot of our customers, in fact. Marty spends
most of his days making court appearances. He's the only lawyer at the
firm. The rest of us are, well, pretty much not qualified to prepare a
will, but we're all the help that Marty can afford.
   I don't suppose he really needs to keep all of us on the payroll,
but no one is going to tell him that.
   Poor Marty. He still believes in justice. He's like a little boy who
never quite figured out that Santa Claus was a lie. Every day, he goes
to court hoping to make a difference. I don't know how he keeps it up.
   He's not much of a lawyer, really. He works hard, but he can never
seem to get ahead. To be perfectly honest, half the problem is that he
lets me handle the firm's books. By the time I've taken my  share, he
practically works for free.
   Not that he makes the kind of money that a high priced attorney can
charge anyhow.
   So, we have to come up with creative ways to bring in some money.
   Tess practically runs a telemarketing office from the front desk.
The law firm pays the long distance, of course. Chilli, who does all of
the investigation work, keeps her desk full of treats for the local
junkies. Her prices are a bit high, but when they're desperate, they
don't argue too much.
   And me, well, I just keep my eyes open for opportunities. In the
city, there are always opportunities.
   " Hey Jo, there's someone here to see you, " Tess called from the
front desk. I popped my head out of my office door.
   Not your usual visitor to the office, but in this part of town, I'm
never surprised. The girl looked homeless. She shuffled her feet
nervously in the waiting room.
   " Hi there, I'm Joanne, " I approached the girl, and held out my
hand. " What can I do for you today ?"
   She shook my hand weakly.
   " Um, the lady at the welfare office said that you might be able to
help me. "
   " Yes. Maybe I can. Come on in to my office. "
   Upon first entering my office, you might think that I was actually a
lawyer. There are a couple of official looking diplomas framed on the
wall, and bookshelves full of legal references. As I said, we do try to
look legitimate. This is the office that most of our clients see first,
when I do the preliminary meetings. A closer look at the diplomas would
show that I'm a proud graduate of a college bookkeeping program. The
makeshift law library was purchased second-hand from a failed law
office, and was already years out of date when we got them.
   I motioned for the girl to sit down across the desk from me.
   " What's your name ?" I asked her, as I rummaged through the desk
drawer for my tape recorder.
   " I'm Kara, " the girl told me.
   I placed the tape recorder onto the desk, and hit the record button.
She looked nervously at the device.
   " Don't worry, Kara. I'm only recording our conversation to cover my
own liability. I need to make sure that you understand all of the legal
implications. "
   That was a load of shit. I didn't want any evidence of my
involvement at all. I make the tapes because the buyer likes to hear
the girls before making a final decision. Hell, he'd want a video tape
if I had the equipment.
   " Okay. "
   " So what kind of a deal did you hear about from the case worker ?"
   The girl's face flushed red. The girls who were referred to me for
this kind of work always seemed a little unprepared. But, hey, that's
why we recruit them from the welfare office anyhow, so that we can get
these girls when they're most vulnerable.
   " Well, she said that if I did whatever you wanted for a few months,
that you would pay my expenses, and make sure that the baby was
healthy, and that you'd give me a cash bonus after I have the baby. Is
that right?"
   " Sort of, " I explained to her. " Except, first of all, it isn't me
that you would be working for. It would be a client of mine. In
essence, you would sign a service contract to perform sexual acts at
the request of my client and his friends. At the end of your service
agreement, you get the fifty grand. "
   I wanted to give her a moment to think about what fifty thousand
dollars would mean to her. I found that it was always the best method
of getting these girls to sign up. Just let her think about what that
kind of money will do for her and her child. To give her a moment to
think, I changed subjects.
   " Now Kara, " I said, flipping open my notebook. " I'm going to
assume that you're at least nineteen years of age. Don't say
anything... I just need you to affirm that you're of legal age to sign
the contract, otherwise I can't consider you as an applicant. "
   Another load of bullshit. Even if this was a legal contract that I
was preparing, which is most decidedly was not, I wouldn't be off the
hook by simply having her affirm her age to me. Anyone could see that
this girl was nowhere near nineteen. I'd give her fifteen years...
maybe sixteen on the outside.
   The point here wasn't to write a legal contract. It was to make the
girl *think* that we were preparing a legal contract, and to make her
eager to adhere to the contract, for fear of losing the bonus.
   " Just sign this form to affirm that you are of legal age, and we'll
get on with the details, " I slid a form across the desk to her. Kara
signed the document without reading it. Good. A desperate girl. She'd
be an easy one to sell.
   I took a moment to look her over. The buyer often gives me a bonus
of my own if he is pleased with the girl I deliver. I share a portion
of the bonus with whichever welfare worker refers the girl to me. This
one would be a good bonus for sure.
   The girl was nice and young, just the way the guys liked them. She
was a cute little thing too, although a bit unkempt from her time on
the streets. She lugged around this big old backpack, and was bundled
into a few layers of clothing. On her head was a silly orange wool
touque. Very cute. It gave her a little girl quality. The touque was
frayed from her time on the street, and looked like it might originally
have had some tassels or something hanging from the side. They hadn't
survived.
   She was probably a nice, clean-cut girl before going out on the
streets. Cute face, nice white teeth. She had big brown eyes that
dodged nervously around the room as I inspected her signature on the
form.
   If there were any justice in the world, she would still be at home
with her parents. As I said, though, there's no such thing as justice.
   " I want to make something clear to you Kara, " this is where I
began to lower the boom. " My client isn't paying you fifty grand out
of charity. You're going to have to earn the money. My client operates
an exclusive club for wealthy men. A lot of these men have specific
fetishes. In this case, he's looking for a pregnant girl. "
   " Especially over the last three months of your pregnancy, these
wealthy men will pay my client a lot of money to have sex with you.
These guys might pay up to a thousand dollars a pop to keep you for an
evening. Obviously, at those prices, they expect the very highest
quality, and you'll have to be willing to do exactly what they want. Do
you catch my meaning ?"
   Kara nodded her head slowly, and then paused.
   " Well, I'm not sure... exactly what will they want me to do ?"
   Second thoughts maybe ? Maybe she had more brains than I thought.
But I wasn't worried. In the end, the fifty grand would lure her. It
was always the same. The bonus represented a way out for her and her
child.
   " Before I get into the terms and conditions, I need to make sure
that you're the kind of girl my client will want. He's gonna want to
see pictures. As I said, these guys will expect top quality. Why don't
you take off your clothes, and we'll begin. "
   I began to rummage through the desk again, this time looking for my
Polaroid camera. Kara was watching me, and wasn't making any move to
take off her clothes.
   " Did you hear me, Kara ? You'll need to get your clothes off. "
   Shy girl. Her face was going red. She would need just a little nudge
in the right direction.
   " Listen up, girl, " I said in a firmer tone. "Don't waste my time.
You can't afford to be shy with these guys. You're going to have to be
ready and willing. Don't try to play the good girl here. You wouldn't
have been knocked up in the first place if you were innocent and pure.
If you walk out of here because your too shy, where are you going to go
? You'll be whoring yourself on the streets within a week. Wise up. "
   The girl was surprised by my change in demeanour, but it certainly
did the trick. I went back to looking for the camera while Kara slowly
began to shed her outer layer of clothing. I found the camera in the
lower drawer, and snapped a test shot towards the girl. She practically
jumped out of her skin.
   She had nothing to worry about, as it turns out. The camera was out
of film. Fuck. The buyer wouldn't be pleased if I didn't get some good
shots.
   Kara was down to her underwear now. The young girl had a fantastic
body, despite the fact that her pregnancy was clearly showing. From the
bulge of her belly, I guessed that she was in her fourth month.
Everything else about her body had the firmness of youth. Her milky
white skin was unblemished. As an afterthought, she pulled off the
silly touque, revealing an unkempt head of auburn hair.
   I was stewing. This girl was worth a bonus, and I was blowing it by
not having film in the camera. I hit the intercom to Chilli's office.
   " Yeah. "
   " Hey Chill, you mind bringing a camera in here ? I need to take a
few pictures. "
   She had some really nice equipment for her investigations. All paid
for by good old Marty, of course.
   Kara stood awkwardly in her undies as Chilli wandered into the room
with a camera. The tall black woman had seen me interview girls before,
and wasn't at all surprised by Kara. She gave the girl an appraising
look, and then set the camera down on my desk.
   " If you want to stick around for the interview, you're welcome to,
" I offered.
   " Sounds like fun, " said Chilli, sitting herself down in a chair
beside the desk.
   Kara's face went a darker shade of red now that two women were
watching her. Her hands were crossed in front of her crotch, even
though she was still wearing her panties.
   This time, when I snapped a test shot, the camera made a satisfying
mechanical sound.
   " Good. Now take off the rest, Kara. "
   The cute girl bit her lower lip and then reached back to unsnap her
bra. I startled her with a photo as her firm little tits were revealed.
Sweet. The wonderfully round breasts were capped with the kind of puffy
pink nipples that I know guys drool over.
   Next, she bent forward to pull her panties down. Again, she crossed
her hands shyly in front of her when she stood up.
   " Turn around, " I instructed. I got a couple of good shots of her
tight behind as she turned for me.
   " Okay now, sit down again. "
   The girl seemed relieved to take her seat again, and not be standing
naked in front of us. Her relief didn't last for long.
   " Now raise your legs onto the arms of the chair Kara, I want to get
a few good shots of your pussy. "
   Her eyes jumped from me to Chilli, and then back again. Neither one
of us gave her any sympathy. I readied the camera as she slowly brought
up each of her legs, exposing herself totally.
    I knew that Chilli would enjoy this part of the show. She often
took partial payment from street junkies with sexual favours, and she
didn't much care whether the junkie was a male or female. I doubt that
she ever had a girl this attractive make the offer.
   " Play with yourself a bit, girl. These guys are going to want to
know that you're eager to please. "
   Kara obediently began to finger her pussy as I continued.
   " Of course, the fact that you've gotten yourself knocked up tells
us a little about you anyhow. Who's the proud father ?"
   " Um...I'd rather not say..."
   " I'll mark that down as an 'unknown', my, you really have gotten
around haven't you ?"
   She didn't answer. I could tell that my words upset her, but to tell
the truth, it didn't bother me much. The men who would be using her in
the following months would be much cruller than this.
   " The next step, Kara, is that I have to explain to you some of the
activities that you'll be asked to perform. In order to be accepted,
you'll have to agree to each of them. Do you understand ?"
   Kara nodded. I could tell that she felt silly masturbating herself
in front of us. She wouldn't meet my eyes anymore.
   " Will you perform oral sex to completion ?"
   " Okay."
   " Have you ever done it ?"
   " A bit. "
   " No... listen to the question girl... I asked if you've done it to
completion. Until the guy cums in your mouth. You swallow the cum. Have
you done it ?"
   " Um...no. "
   " But you're willing to ?"
   " Okay."
   I watched as the pregnant girl continued to finger her pussy. There
was definitely some sexual excitement there. I guess it was
unavoidable, given the situation she was in, and what we were talking
about. Chilli definitely took notice. I could tell that she wanted this
young girl badly. Maybe I could arrange something.
   " You obviously have no problem with a guy cumming in your pussy, so
I'll skip that question. How about tit-fucking. When they swell from
the pregnancy, a lot of guys will want to do that. They'll be a bit
tender. Are you willing to do that ?"
   " I guess so. "
   " How about taking it in the ass..." Kara's face flushed red again,
" have you ever done that ?"
   " No."
   " Looks like it turns you on to think about it. Do you think you'd
like anal sex ?"
   " I don't know, maybe. "
   Some old boy would pay a lot of money to find that out. The buyer
would love this part of the tape. The next part I wanted to skip
through quickly, as I didn't want to scare her off. The terms would be
in the contract, so I had to cover them, but I hoped that Kara didn't
ask any questions.
   " There are a few other particulars. Uh let's see, some heavy
bondage activities, bestiality, sex with multiple partners, fisting,
water sports... all the usual stuff. "
   Kara seemed to have only caught the last bit.
   " Water sports... like what ?" The girl really didn't know.
   " Some guys will want to watch you pee, or have you help them to
pee, things like that. "
   " Oh. "
   " So you're okay with all of that ?"
   " Yeah, I guess. "
   Only a couple more things now. The girl was obviously wet, and
ashamed of her arousal. That was good. Her new owner would make good
use of her guilt in training her.
   " Oh, one more thing, Kara. You'll be expected to have sex with
women too. Are you okay with that ?"
   " Um... I don't know. "
   " You'd better figure it out. I'm not going to give you your signing
bonus unless you're willing. "
   " Signing bonus ?"
   " Yeah... you get fifty bucks up front for signing the contract. "
   The money must have sounded awfully good to a girl who probably
hadn't had a decent meal in days.
   " Okay, I can do it with women too. "
   " You don't sound convinced. Maybe we'd better just forget this
whole thing. "
   " No, really. I can do it. "
   " Show me. "
   Kara's eyes went wide.
   " Chilli, would you mind giving Kara a little practice ?"
   " Not at all, " said the tall black woman. " Come over here, girl. "
   The young pregnant girl lowered her legs to the floor again, and
rose unsteadily. A few days with her new trainers would get rid of that
hesitant manner of hers. Kara walked over to the investigator.
   " Mmm... you're a nice, soft girl..." said Chilli, running her hands
up and down Kara's naked body. " I'll take down my jeans, and then you
show me what you can do. "
   Kara waited nervously while my co-worker lowered her jeans and
panties. She sat back down on the chair, and slid forward until her
pussy was at the edge. I raised the camera for a few more shots. The
buyer would absolutely love this.
   The girl dropped to her knees, and tentatively licked at Chilli's
bushy crotch.
   " That's a good girl. You'll get the hang of it. Just use your
tongue like you were using your fingers a minute ago. Aaah, that feels
good. "
   I snapped a few photos while the girl explored Chilli's pussy. In a
few weeks, she'd be an expert at this sort of thing, but this was the
best part. To have a hand in corrupting the girl. It brought a smile to
my lips to think of the things they would to this poor little girl.
Everything I mentioned from the contract and more. Any time she
protested, they would pull out the contract and show where she signed
each section.
   In the end, she would never get the bonus. Fifty grand ! Are you
nuts ? She would be offered less than a tenth of that amount to sign an
extension to her contract, and once she was legal age, they would sell
her off to a strip club.
   I tell you, there's no justice in the world.
   Chilli grabbed two hands full of the young girl's short auburn hair,
and pulled her face into the depths of her pussy. In a minute, Chilli
would be done with her, and all that would be left would be to have
poor little Kara sign all the portions of the contract, her face still
slick from Chilli's wetness.
   I got ready to snap another shot as Chilli climaxed. These were
going to make some nice souvenirs of her visit her. They would go into
my bottom drawer with all of the others.
   You know, I wouldn't even have thought about her if I wasn't
reminded of it a couple of weeks ago.
   First, the buyer called. Kara and her kid had gone missing from the
strip club he sold her to. He wanted to know if I'd heard anything
about her.
   " Hell, no, " I told him. " I don't keep track of them. After five
years, there's no way she'd come back here. She's long gone. "
   But not forgotten.
   Actually, just yesterday, I heard about her again. This time, it was
a phone call from some hick out in the valley. This guy just sounded
plain slow.  I wondered how he knew Kara. Brother. Old boyfriend.
Whatever.
   " I think you ought to return those photo's you took of Kara, " the
guy said.
   And give up my trophies. Not a fucking chance.
   " Go fuck yourself. " I told him, and hung up the phone. What the
hell would some farm boy do about it ? Not a goddamned thing, that's
what.
   A smile crept onto my face. I'll tell you, there just isn't any
justice in this world.

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