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Warning! This is an adult story. It was written for adults on an adult
topic. It contains graphic descriptions of sex acts. These acts may
involve pre-teens having sex with adults. If you object to this type of
material or if you are under the legal age to read such material in
your area, please leave now. All others please continue and enjoy
yourselves.

This story is mine alone and I ask that you respect that. I retain the
copyright but give permission for this story to be posted in any group
or web site so long as it is completely free and nobody profits from
it. I also ask that my credits and intro remain a part of it when it is
posted.

The following story is a fantasy. It never happened. It takes place
completely in that dark part of my mind where I store my fantasies. No
real children were hurt or even took part in the writing of this story.
Please do not try this at home.

No Excuse Chapter 2 (Mg, ped)
   by Uncle Sky (with help from R Hoisington)

The next morning I was again able to slip out of bed without waking
Cheryl. I was sporting a rather prominent erection too. I went in and
took care of my regular morning relief, shave, shower and shampoo. This
time I had taken my robe into the bathroom with me and was covered when
I returned to my room to get dressed. I slipped my shorts and pants on
while still wearing the robe and facing away from the bed just in case
Cheryl woke up.

I turned and checked on her as I zipped up my fly. She was awake and
watching me just like the morning before.

"Good morning sweetheart. How are you feeling this morning? Did you
have a good sleep?"

She gave me a bright smile. "Yes, I slept okay after I came in here,
and I feel a lot better today."

That gave me the opening I wanted to talk about sleeping arrangements.
I went over and sat on the bed next to her.

"Can you tell me why you got in bed with me again last night?"

She looked scared and a tear formed in her eye as she held her head
down so she didn't have to see my face. I put a finger under her chin
and lifted so she was looking at me.

"It's alright little one. I'm not mad and you're not in trouble. I just
need to know why you won't sleep in your own bed."

"Fluffy and I get scared all alone in that big room. I feel safe in
here with you. Don't you like me to sleep with you?"

"As a matter of fact I do like it. But people don't think it's right
for a little girl to sleep in the same bed with a grown man. They
might think I was doing something wrong."

She looked thoughtful for a minute and then answered me as she held
Fluffy, the rabbit I gave her, close.

"Will it be alright for me to sleep with you if I promise not to tell
anyone? It could be our secret and I'd never let anyone know. It would
be a promise like you promised to be good to me and not tell anyone I'm
here."

I could see how important this was to her. I thought I'd better let her
have her way for now. I could get her to sleep in her room after she
was more comfortable living at my house.

"Okay. I'll let you sleep in my bed but it must be our secret. And I
think it would be best if I put you to bed in your own bed first. Then
when I go to bed you can come in and get in with me. Will that make you
feel better?"

She nodded her head and wrapped her arms around me for a big hug. She
held on for a few minutes before I got her to let go. I must admit I
enjoyed the feeling of her warm body pressed against mine. I was
becoming very attached to the little angel.

"Now it's time for you to get up and get ready for breakfast. Can you
take a shower by yourself or do I need to give you a bath?"

"I can take a shower all by myself. I did it before."

She slipped out of bed, put Fluffy on the pillow with the covers over
him, and skipped into the bathroom. I heard the water running and knew
she was getting cleaned up.

Jack had told me to rub the cream on her wounds twice a day, and I
thought after a morning shower and an evening bath would be good times
for me to do it. I finished dressing while I was waiting for her. I
called the office to see what was going on and was told I didn't need
to come in if I was busy. I told Grace to call me if there was any
problem. She agreed and then asked about Cheryl. I told her she seemed
to be much better and looked happy.

It wasn't long after I hung up that the phone rang. I answered it and
heard the squeaky voice of Rat.

"What have you got for me Rat?"

"I got him in my sights Sam. I gotta lotta info that I think I should
give you face to face. Can we meet?"

"Okay. I'll come by your corner later today. Meanwhile get someone to
keep an eye on him. I'll make it right with who ever you put on the
job. Just don't tell them who it's for."

"Gotcha."

And just like that he was gone. Even on the phone he was a hard one to
keep in one place. Just a moment later Cheryl came out of the bathroom.
I was stunned. She was naked and dripping wet, carrying a towel. She
handed it to me when she reached the bed.

"Dry me please?"

I took the towel and patted her dry, being very careful not to cause
any pain. She was smiling the whole time so I guess I did okay. When
she was dry I lifted her up and put her on the bed. It was time for
the cream. I explained that Doctor Jack had told me to be sure and put
it on twice a day. She nodded and I began.

I was nervous and still afraid I might hurt her or scare her by what I
was doing. I watched her face for any sign of a problem but she smiled
the whole time. I thought I heard a little moan when I spread the cream
on her pussy but when I looked up she was smiling. I guessed I was
wrong. It didn't take long and when I finished I told her to get
dressed. She dashed off to her room to put on one of her new outfits.

I went out to the kitchen and started breakfast. My coffee was the
first thing I needed and while that was brewing I made some oatmeal. I
thought a good hot breakfast was the best thing for her. I remembered
how much I liked it when I was a kid. I put the milk, sugar and
cinnamon on the table and watched the cereal cook.

Cheryl came bounding into the kitchen wearing a pair of shorts and a
tee shirt with ankle socks and tennis shoes. She looked like any nine
year old should, happy and healthy. There was no sign of her injuries
or the fear that lurked inside.

"Ah, my little beauty is here. Sit down and I'll serve your breakfast
Princess."

She did as I asked and giggled at my compliment. When I put the oatmeal
in front of her she looked at it as if it were from another planet. It
was obvious that she didn't know what it was. I sprinkled some sugar on
it and poured a little milk over it. Then I topped it off with a little
cinnamon. I did the same for myself and began eating. She watched and
soon picked up her spoon and started eating. She was very careful at
first but soon figured it all out and dug in. She still ate like
someone who was starving.

"If you like it there's more. I love oatmeal with cinnamon. Do you?"

"Mmm, yeah. It's real good. I'd like another bowl please."

In the end she had three bowls. One was to have been my second but I
was happy to see her eat it and didn't miss it myself. When we
finished I put the dishes in the sink and took her to the living room.
We needed to talk. I sat down on the couch, and without any hesitation
she climbed up on my lap.

"There are some things we need to talk about Princess. You listen and
then tell me if there is something you don't understand. Okay?"

She nodded as she wrapped her arms around me and put her head on my
chest. I thought she looked a little scared so I put my arm around her
too. I felt her stiffen as I broached the first topic.

"We can't stay hidden here very long. I need to go to work and you need
to go to school soon. It'll be alright. You're safe with me and for now
I'll keep you with me as much as possible. I'll take you with me to the
office. But we need to have a story to tell people in case they ask who
you are. I think you should be my cousin. Your mommy's daddy was my
daddy's brother and we haven't seen you in a long time. Your mommy died
recently but before that she got in touch with me and asked me to take
care of you if anything happened to her. She was sick for a long time
and she left word for you to be sent to live with me. Do you think you
can remember that?"

"I think so. If I don't remember what to say I'll just tell them to ask
you."

"Good. Pretty soon I'll have some papers that will let me enroll you in
school but that can wait for now. I promised you I'd take care of you
and I will. Nobody will hurt you while you're with me or one of my
friends. If I ask you to stay with a friend you can feel safe with them
too. Okay?"

Again she nodded her head. I could tell she wasn't happy about going
out but she was willing to trust me. I had to make sure not to let her
down.

"Now I need to ask you something else. Does it upset you when I put the
cream on your private parts?"

She leaned back and looked in my eyes. Her face showed a tiny smile as
she answered.

"No silly. You only do that to make me all better. I know that.
Besides, it's like what Mommy told me about touching."

She paused for a moment and I wondered what she meant. She continued.

"Mommy said I didn't have to do sex stuff or let anyone touch my
private parts if I didn't want them to. But I want you to. It makes me
feel good."

I wasn't sure I knew exactly what she meant by that either but at least
she wasn't upset, so I dropped it. I turned on the tv and told her she
could watch it while I did some work on my computer. She slid down off
my lap and stretched out on the floor in front of the tv with the
remote and started to channel surf. I left her to it and went to my
computer.

First  I updated her file. I listed all the new info I had and added a
summary of her condition. When I finished that I sent an e-mail to
another contact I had. Stew was a forger and a damn good one. He was
going straight now but had nearly been sent away for a job that he did
for a friend. I thought he had potential if given a chance and so I
kept him out of jail. He worked for a document restoration company now.
I made the message short.

"Need help. Call."

I made a few calls and then washed the dishes from breakfast. After
that I did a few other household chores while Cheryl watched cartoons.
It was nearly noon when Stew called.

"What can I do for you Sam?"

"I'm going to need your services Stew. I don't want to go into it now
but can we have lunch tomorrow?"

"Sure. You know that lunch room around the corner from where I work?"

"Yeah, Mason's"

"Right. I'll meet you there around noon tomorrow. Will that be okay?"

"Yes. I'll see you then."

I hung up and told Cheryl it was time to eat. I asked if she liked
McDonald's and she lit up like a searchlight. She put away a Happy Meal
and half my fries. That kid seemed to have a bottomless pit for a
stomach. When we finished I told her we were going to my office. She
tensed up a little but agreed.

When we got to the office I introduced her to the office staff as my
cousin. I even introduced her to Grace as if she hadn't met her yet.
They all liked her at once. She even smiled at them after a few
minutes. I took her into my office and let her sit in my big chair.
She thought that was neat. I checked a few files that were waiting on
my desk and then took her on a tour of the whole place. That gave me
a chance to check with everyone who was on duty that day. Cheryl seemed
to get more comfortable as we went along.

After the tour we went back to my office. Cheryl headed right for my
big chair and climbed up on it. She looked cute behind my desk. I
stopped to talk to Grace. She had some coloring books and crayons that
she kept for kids who sometimes came in with their parents.

"I have to go out for a while Grace. I want you to watch Cheryl and see
if you can get her interested in coloring or something. You don't mind
do you?"

"Not at all Sam. We'll have fun. You go ahead and do what ever you have
to. We'll be fine until you get back."

I went in and told Cheryl what was happening. She didn't look too happy
until Grace came in with the coloring books and pulled up a chair next
to her. I was immediately forgotten as they plunged into a
conversation. I headed out for my meeting with Rat.

This time I parked a couple of blocks from his corner and walked. I
went right past him, around the corner, and down the alley. He took a
few minutes to follow.

He spent the next ten minutes telling me all about the target's (his
name for Cheryl's step-father) routine. Anderson was a drug user and a
thief. He also drank heavily and got into a lot of fights. He was not
liked by anyone Rat could find. He lived next to a local gym I knew of.
It was an old boxer's workout gym that couldn't make it with the better
class of client and so was pretty run down. The place stayed open from
about dawn until midnight so the few who used it could work out after
they finished at their other jobs.

Rat said that the guy was always out of his apartment from about eight
in the evening until two or three in the morning. He spent a lot of
time at one particular bar that I knew well. It was a place I had
raided many times. Drugs were on sale as well as other items the law
was interested in. There were prostitutes and pushers and drunks lined
up at the bar from opening to closing.

He told me who he had watching for me. I knew the guy and was sure he
could be trusted as long as there was money in it. I gave Rat another
two hundred for his trouble and to keep the watcher on the job. He said
that was plenty. After we talked a little more he scurried away and
after a few minutes I left too. I had plans to make and a little girl
to take care of.

When I got back to the office I found Grace at her desk and Cheryl
sitting next to her. They were having fun doing Grace's work. Cheryl
seemed very interested in what Grace did for me. I asked Grace to call
two of my best men in for an assignment. Then I went into my office to
do some more work while I waited.

Before long the two men arrived. I told them I had a special job for
them. I had reason to believe that someone might try to get into my
house and harm either Cheryl or me. I wanted them to watch the house
from nine in the evening to five in the morning. I wanted one in the
front and one in the back. They were to stop anyone who approached the
house and contact me at once. I also told them I might be going out
during the night but they were not to see me if I did. They understood
and agreed. They left to get some rest so they could start that night.
I made arrangements with the shift sergeant to relieve them once during
the night for lunch and anything else they needed.

That wrapped up my duties at the office. Cheryl and I left after she
thanked Grace for being so nice to her. We made it home in time for her
to watch cartoons while I made dinner.

Dinner went well. I noticed Cheryl didn't eat as much but still had
plenty. Maybe she was finally getting full or was sure of her next
meal. She seemed happy and went on and on about the time she spent with
Grace. She thought Grace was doing a very important job and thought
maybe she could learn to do it when she got older. I told her if she did
I'd give her a job, and she giggled.

After dinner we watched some tv for a while. I took that opportunity to
tell her I had to go out later after she was in bed. That scared her
but I promised her I wouldn't be long and told her about the two men who
would be watching. She still wasn't happy about it but didn't complain.

At nine I told her it was time for her bath and then bed. Just then I
heard a horn outside give a short honk. I looked out the window and saw
one of the men I had assigned to watch the house. He blinked his
lights. I waved at him to indicate I saw him. I called Cheryl over to the
window and pointed to him.

"That's one of the men who'll be watching the house tonight. If you
need anything while I'm gone you just wave at the window and he'll come
running. Okay?"

She nodded her understanding. I took her to the rear door and we looked
out the window. There was another car in the alley behind the house. I
waved and the driver blinked his lights. I told Cheryl that was the
other man and together they would protect her from any harm. She seemed
a little happier and went to get ready for her bath.

I filled the tub and added some bubble bath I had purchased for her.
While I was stirring it up to make the bubbles, she walked in as naked
as the day she was born.

"Oh Sam, that's cool. Are you going to wash me again tonight?"

"If you want me to, Princess. You jump in and soak for a bit and I'll
be back in a few minutes to wash you."

I undressed in the bedroom. I put on my black sweat pants, black socks
and black tennis shoes. I left my black sweat shirt off until after I
bathed Cheryl. I got my gym bag out and emptied it. I put several items
I thought I might need in it for my outing. There were a number of lock
pics, jimmies, black gloves and some rope. There was also my .38 police
special and some extra ammo. I hoped I wouldn't need it but better safe
than sorry. I checked all my things and added a few items for
emergencies.

Cheryl had soaked long enough so I went in to finish her bath. She was
playing with the bubbles and looked lovely with a bubble crown on her
head.

"Now you really do look like a princess. So beautiful and with a crown
too."

She giggled and lifted her chin as she tried to look regal. I had to
laugh. I wish I had taken a picture of it. But at least I have the
image in my head for all time.

I washed her gently just as I had the last time. Her wounds seemed to
be less sensitive, and she didn't flinch as I washed her. When I got to
her pussy she moaned again. This time I was sure of it and glanced up in
time to see a strange look on her face. On an older woman I would have
thought it was pleasure. But that couldn't be after what she'd been
through.

I drained the tub and then rinsed her with the shower nozzle before
lifting her out of the tub. I patted her dry before we went to my bed.
She didn't hesitate a second as she got up on the bed and lay down with
her legs spread slightly. I got the cream and smoothed it on her
nipples. She moaned again. Then I did her back and anus. There was
another moan when I touched the little rosebud. Then it was time for
her labia. This time I watched carefully. As I started to put the cream
on she closed her eyes. When my fingers touched her she moaned again and
raised her hips up to meet my fingers. There was no doubt now. The
little angel was enjoying it.

I finished as quickly as I could and somehow managed to hide the lump
in my pants. I picked her up and carried her to her room. I set her down
and watched her as she put on her nighty. This girl was getting to me.

"Alright Princess. You get in bed now. I'm going to watch a little tv
for a while, and then I have to go out. I'll leave the tv on while I'm
gone. If you wake up and don't hear it that means I'm back, and you can
come in and climb in bed with me. Okay?"

She nodded as she slipped into bed with Fluffy. She held her arms out
to me for a hug. I bent down and kissed her on the cheek as she
squeezed me in a big hug. I thought I heard her say something but wasn't
sure what.

I raised up and asked her. "Did you say something Princess?"

She looked up at me and again in a very soft voice said something I
hadn't expected.

"I love you Sam."

"I love you too sweetheart. Good night now."

I kissed her again and turned off the lights. I left the door open as I
went out to the living room to sit down for a while. I didn't want to
leave just yet.

I sat down and turned on the tv, but I didn't watch it. I kept thinking
about what Cheryl had said and my reply. She loved me. I believed it.
But that wasn't so hard to understand. I'd saved her and was caring for
her. I'd given her things she never had before and promised to protect
her. But my answer was a surprise to me. It was true but I hadn't
realized it until I said it. I loved her too. She had slipped into my
heart and made a permanent home there. No matter what happened after
that night, I would always love her

I shook my head and got back to planning my evening. I was not planning
on seeing Anderson. I wasn't ready for that yet. If I ran into him I
was fairly sure I'd kill him. That was something to be considered calmly
in the future. I was too pissed to be rational right then.

My plan was to search his apartment. I hoped to find something about
Cheryl that would help in my quest to become her legal guardian. I had
no idea what I might find but that was the main thing I'd be looking
for. I would also keep an eye out for anything I could use against him.
Evidence of a crime might give me leverage later.

I glanced at my watch. It was just after ten. Time to go. I was dressed
all in black and wore what looked like a black watch cap. It was in
fact a ski mask rolled up to look like one. I picked up my bag and after
turning off the lights I slipped out the back door. I was at the window
of the car before the watcher even knew I was out of the house. I
tapped on the window and after jumping a bit he rolled it down.

"This is not a meaningless little watchman job. Keep alert. And
remember, no one left the house all night. I'll be back in a couple of
hours at the most. If you see a little girl at the window waving you
get your ass in there pronto and see what she needs. If anything happens
to her while I'm gone it'll be your ass. Be sure your partner gets the
message too."

"Yes sir. Sorry sir. I understand and I'll be more careful."

I handed him an envelope. It was sealed and contained the address I was
headed to.

"Hang on to this but don't open it unless I'm not back by the end of
your shift. If that happens call 911 and report me missing and give
them the envelope. Otherwise you haven't seen me tonight."

"Understood sir. Good luck."

He rolled the window up as I slipped away down the alley. My car was
parked down the block from the house. I never parked right out front in
case someone knew the car and was looking for me. I got in and drove
away. It didn't take long to get where I was going. I parked the car
three blocks from my destination. I grabbed my bag and started walking.
I was just another faceless pedestrian on a dark city street.

When I reached the gym I turned in as if that was my normal goal. But
once inside I went right past the door to the gym and found the stairs.
They led up to the roof. The exit door was not locked. I checked to be
sure I would be able to get back in. No problem. There was a handle on
the outside and it would open the door easily. I let it close and
walked over to the edge of the roof. The building next door was only a
couple of feet away. I could jump over to the next roof easily.

After I landed on the other roof I waited to see if anyone had heard
and would come to investigate. I rolled down the ski mask and put on my
gloves. After about five minutes I was sure nobody would and I
approached the door to the stairs. This one had a lock but it was
broken like so many in that neighborhood. I slipped inside and crept
down the stairs, being as quiet as possible. I heard noises coming from
some of the apartments but most were quiet. I found the one I wanted and
listened at the door.

Once I was sure there was no noise coming from inside the apartment I
set my bag down and checked the lock on the door. It was a simple one.
I was able to jimmy it with no trouble and left no new marks to show my
entrance. I opened the door slowly and then slipped in closing it
behind me. I waited for a minute to let my eyes grow used to the dark.
There was just a little light coming in the window.

I went to the window and pulled the shade and then the drapes. That
should be enough to keep any light from showing. I took my flashlight
out and started my search. I had lots of experience with searches and
used it for this one. I didn't want to miss anything. I went over the
whole apartment systematically. I was very careful to replace
everything where it had been so there was no sign I had been there.

I found a number of things of interest. There was a gun in the bedside
stand. I unloaded it and put it back. I also found additional ammo
which I put in my bag. There was a small amount of weed and some crack
too. Not much of either and it flushed down the toilet easily. The best
thing I found was in the most obvious place there was. Under the
mattress I found what looked like a leather bank pouch containing
official looking papers. That was what I needed I was sure. I put it in
my bag too.

When I was done searching I checked to see if I had left any sign of my
search. Nothing seemed out of place. I knew he'd see I had been there
but thought it would take a while. I wanted him sober when he realized
his place had been tossed. I was ready to leave but there was one last
thing to do. I took a small piece of paper out of my pocket and put it
under the mattress where the pouch had been.

The note simply said, "Cheryl knows and so do I."

I turned off my flashlight and opened the drapes. I raised the shade
and checked the street below but saw nothing of interest. I slipped out
of the apartment, locking it behind me, then proceeded up to the roof.
It was only moments before I was walking out the door onto the street.
I got to my car without anyone taking any notice of me and drove back
to my neighborhood. I parked in the same place I had before and walked
back to my place through the alley.

When I reached up to tap on the window of his car I found myself facing
a drawn pistol and a grim face. As soon as the guy recognized me he put
the gun away and wound the window down. He handed me the envelope I'd
left with him.

"Everything is in order sir. No trouble and nobody even approached the
house."

"Good. Thanks. I'll be turning in now. I'll expect your normal report
on my desk in the morning. Have a good night."

"Yes sir. Good night."

I left him there and entered the house through the rear door the same
way I'd left. When I got into the living room I saw it was one o'clock.
Not bad for an ex-cop. I sat down and took out the leather pouch. I
examined the contents and found more than I had hoped for.

I found Cheryl's birth certificate. Her name wasn't Anderson. They had
used that name but her real name was Cheryl Marie Porter. I also found
a death certificate for her father. He had been killed in an accident.
There was also one for her mother. It was under the name Porter too.
Damn! She never married Anderson. They lived as a married couple but
never bothered to make it legal. That was good news.

There were also some letters Cheryl's mother had written to her
husband. He must have saved them and she kept them after he died. This
was more than I had any reason to hope for. I would be able to get all
the documents I needed from Stew. There was also a bank book belonging
to Cheryl's mother. The account showed a zero balance but had at one
time contained three hundred dollars. No doubt stolen by Anderson. My
night had been very successful.

I turned off the tv and went into my room to undress for bed. I
stripped completely out of habit and slid in between the sheets. I was
tired and fell asleep at once. I only barely noticed when I was joined
by a warm little body and a small fuzzy bunny. I slept deeply, in
comfort.

It had been a deep, restful and as far as I could recall dreamless
sleep. I came out of it slowly at first. I just lay there and tried to
gather my thoughts. Where was I? I was in bed that was obvious. There
was someone with me. Who? Cheryl of course. I began to think more
clearly. I knew she was going to join me and should not have been
surprised. But something was different. It took me a few moments to
realize what it was.

Cheryl was wrapped around me the same as the other mornings since her
arrival. Her arm was over my chest and she held Fluffy the bunny in her
hand. Her body was pressed against my side and her leg was draped over
mine and pressed on my cock. I could feel the warmth of her pussy on my
leg and her knee on my cock.

What? Oh my god! The realization hit me finally. I was naked and so was
she. Our naked bodies were about as close as they could get. What was I
going to do? I realized how I had ended up naked. Old habits are hard
to break and I had been tired when I turned in the night before. But
Cheryl had been in her nightgown when I put her to bed. How had she
ended up naked? I needed to get out of there as fast as I could but I
didn't want to wake her up.

I slid toward the edge of the bed slowly, trying not to move her any
more than I had to. I almost made it. My hard cock slipped out from
under her leg and I was very near the edge of the bed when I felt her
tighten her grip on me.

"Mmm. Morning Sam." She yawned. "Where ya goin?"

"It's time to get up and I need to go to the bathroom."

"Can'cha stay and snuggle a little?"

I knew it was a mistake but she sounded so needy I just couldn't leave
her there alone.

"I guess I could stay for a minute or two. But we shouldn't be touching
like this. I'm naked and so are you. What happened to your nightgown?"

"I like to sleep naked, and when I came in and found out you were naked
I thought it would be okay if I took it off. You're not mad are you?"

"No, I'm not mad. It's just that people think it's wrong for a man and
a little girl to be in bed together naked like this."

"I don't care. It feels nice, and I won't tell anyone if you don't. So
there."

Having said that she let go of Fluffy and ran her hand over my chest. I
must admit it felt nice when her warm little hand stroked the hair on
my chest. I turned my head and kissed her forehead. She lifted her face
up and kissed my cheek. I felt good and it seemed she did too. Who was
being hurt? Not us, that's for sure. I relaxed and enjoyed the
closeness.

She'd moved back into the position she'd been in before with her leg
over mine and resting on my cock. I knew I should say something but
before I could she beat me to it.

"Sam, why is your thingy hard and sticking up like that?"

I almost choked. I'd let things go too far and now I was caught. I had
to answer, and the only thing I could think of was to tell the truth.

"A man's penis gets hard and sticks up like that when he gets excited
by something."

"Are you excited?"

"Well, yes I am a little."

"Why?"

"Because a sexy little girl is touching it."

"You think I'm sexy?"

"Yes I do. You're very sexy. Especially with no clothes on and pressed
against me like this."

She gave me a little smile at the compliment and a warm hug. "It feels
good doesn't it?"

"Yes it does."

Her hand started to slide down my body as she continued to ask
questions.

"Sam. Why do you call your thingy a "peenus"? I thought it was called a
cock or prick."

"The real name is penis, but those names are what lot's of people call
it."

"Then what's the real name for my cunt?"

"It's your vagina. Where did you hear these other names?"

"My step daddy used them all the time. He called my 'gina a pussy too
some times."

"Yes that's another name for it that's used in private. I like that one
better than the others. But in public you should only use the names
penis and vagina."

"Okay."

Her hand was moving down lower. I knew I should stop her but damn it I
couldn't. As much as I knew it was wrong I wanted her to touch me. In
just a few minutes she did. Her hand touched my cock lightly at first,
and then I felt her fingers wrap around the shaft. It jumped at her
touch and I moaned.

"I'm sorry. Did I hurt you?"

"No princess. You didn't hurt me. It just surprised me and felt real
good. But we shouldn't be doing this. People think it's wrong."

"I don't care about people. I like how it feels. You can touch me too
if you want to."

I had already touched her pussy and tits and everything in between, but
this was different. That had been to care for her. This was sexual and
there was no getting around it. But I did it any way. I slipped my arm
around behind her and felt down over her little ass. I ran my fingers
down through the crack and over her tiny hole to her pussy. I was able
to get my fingers between her legs with no trouble and was soon
stroking her pussy lips.

She moaned now too. Her butt pressed back into my hand as she enjoyed
the touch on her pussy. Her hand on my cock started to move up and down
as if she were jacking me off, but it was slow and gentle. I was in
heaven and didn't want it to stop. My fingers slipped in between her
labia and found her inner lips wet and warm. I rubbed them softly as I
searched for her clit. It took a bit of searching, but my finger
finally found a tiny bump at the top of her crease.

I rubbed the little bump gently. I knew she must still be tender from
her injuries and I didn't want to hurt her. She reacted at once with
her hips pushing against my hand and her hand tightening on my cock. I
knew that if I didn't stop soon I was going to cum all over the sheets
and Cheryl. That would not be good.

"I think we better stop now Princess. We need to get up and take our
morning showers and get some breakfast."

"But it feels so good Sam. Don't you like it too?"

"Yes I do. But we shouldn't be doing this and it is time to get up
now."

I pulled my hand away from her pussy and she moved into a hug as she
let go of my cock just in time to prevent a real mess. We hugged for a
minute and then got out of bed. I headed for the bathroom and she
followed before I could stop her. I had to pee bad by then and so I
stepped up to the john, aimed and let go. What the hell. She had seen
and touched me so why try to hide it now? She stood there and watched
me with wide eyes as I peed and peed. The old bladder was really full
that morning.

"Wow! I never saw a man pee before. You sure had a lot didn't you?"

"It's because I saved it up all night."

She grinned and so did I. I moved over to the sink, picked up my
toothbrush and started my morning routine. She watched for a minute and
then followed my lead. We did our teeth and then I shaved. She watched,
fascinated by the process. When I finished I started the water for the
shower.

"Can I take a shower with you Sam? Pleease?"

I nodded my head and when the water was right we got in and started our
first shower together. It was not to be our last. I washed her first. I
was careful to soap up the wash cloth a lot and be very gentle with
her. I noticed that her injuries were healing nicely. There were still
marks and bruises. They were turning green in some spots. But the real
bad places were healing and showed no openings in the skin, and the
swelling had gone down. I was a little surprised it had happened so
soon. I'd have to call Jack later and give him a report.

"That's it sweetheart. You're done. You can get out now while I finish
up."

"Can't I wash you like you washed me?"

I thought it would be okay so I gave her the wash cloth and watched as
she soaped it up real sudsy. I had to stoop down so she could reach my
head and shoulders then stood as she did my chest and belly. I turned
when she pushed at me and let her get my back. The next thing I felt
was her soapy hands on my ass. She had dropped the cloth and was just
using her hands to wash me. She slipped one hand between my cheeks and
over my ass hole. I jumped a little but she moved on.

She bent over and picked up the wash cloth to do my legs next. That
left just my cock and balls and I reached for the cloth to do them
myself. She let me take it but then soaped up her hands again and
attacked my groin in a cleaning frenzy. I just stood and watched as her
hands slid around on my balls then my cock. She was very thorough and I
ended up not only clean but hard as a rock.

She put the soap back in the dish and the wash cloth on the rod and we
rinsed off under the warm spray. I closed my eyes as I let the water
run over my head and face. That's when I got the shock of my life.

I suddenly felt a warm moist something close over my cock. I quickly
wiped the water off my face and opened my eyes to see Cheryl with my
cock in her mouth sucking on it.

"Cheryl. You shouldn't be doing that."

She pulled back and looked at me with tears in her eyes.

"Don't you like it? Am I doing I wrong?"

"Oh sweetheart, I love it but you shouldn't do it. It's not right."

"Mommy said it was okay to do stuff if I wanted to. I want to. Don't
you want me to?"

"To be honest with you dear, yes I do. But I shouldn't."

"If we both want it then we should do it. Nobody else has to know. Now
I'm going to do it 'cause I want to make you feel good."

And I let her go back to sucking my cock. I was ashamed of it but it
felt so damn good I couldn't resist. She must have watched someone else
do it before because she knew what to do. Her head bobbed up and down
and her hand stroked the part of my shaft she couldn't get into her
mouth. She sucked as her head moved up and down and it felt wonderful.
It didn't take long. I'd been excited earlier and never really lost my
erection after that.

"Cheryl. I'm going to cum soon. You might want to take it out of your
mouth."

She kept sucking and looked up at me with a wrinkled brow as if
questioning what I meant.

"I'm going to squirt some white stuff out of my penis now. If you don't
take it out of your mouth NOW, I'M GOING TO FILL IT."

Of course by then it was too late. As I yelled the last few words I
came. My cum pulsed into her little mouth, filling it to overflowing.
Her eyes got big, and then she started to swallow as fast as she could.
Some of the cum drooled out the sides of her mouth, but she managed to
swallow a lot of it. When I stopped squirting into her mouth she pulled
my cock out and took a deep breath. Then she licked her lips and
smiled.

"That was cool. You filled my mouth up so much I couldn't swallow it
all. But it tasted pretty good. Did I do it right? Did you like it?"

As I was telling her that she had done very well and that I had enjoyed
it a lot, she was licking my cock clean. I was wiped out. This was not
what I had expected and I wasn't sure what to do next. I thought about
it as we rinsed off again and got out of the shower. I patted her dry
first and then dried myself off. When I was done we went back into the
bedroom.

I needed time to think. This was all going too fast for me. I put her
on the bed and applied the cream to her healing injuries, and then we
got dressed. I was quiet during breakfast but she seemed quite happy.
When we finished she went into the living room to watch cartoons while I
cleaned up. That gave me some time to plan and get my mind off the sex.

When I finished cleaning up the breakfast dishes I went in and told
Cheryl we were going to the office again. She seemed to like the idea
and ran to get ready. I got the papers I'd found the night before and
was ready to leave. Cheryl wanted to bring Fluffy so she could show him
to Grace. I told her that was fine and we left.

There were still a lot of things to do, but the future was looking
brighter. I would soon have Cheryl in school and Anderson taken care of
one way or another. I felt good as I took my little lover to the
office.

The end of chapter 2.

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