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between fiction and reality.
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This story has lots of edgy sex (edgy =
if-it-was-real-it'd-be-illegal) involved. But they're not real!!! So
enjoy with a clear conscience if you're mature enough!
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TRAILER TRASH TEEN
by Punky Girl (punky_girl04@yahoo.com)
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Chapter Six: Before Midnight
(f/b)
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An hour after she got off the phone with Razor, Tina was sitting on a
lawn chair just outside the front door to the trailer home smoking a
cigarette. She was agitated: her body was trembling uncontrollably.
She felt like she should probably eat, but had no appetite. Her mind
was racing and she found it difficult to concentrate on anything.

The sun had set and it was almost eight o' clock. She'd been fucked by
two loan sharks a couple hours before. She still couldn't believe how
fantastic it had been, how incredibly awesome it had felt! She felt
guilty for doing it, though, and had to struggle to keep herself from
feeling ashamed. Yet she couldn't ignore the reason she'd done it, try
as she might: to help her dad.

Her dad. That asshole! That fucking alcoholic gambler who, just four
days before, had punched her! She gently touched her eye, which wasn't
nearly as swollen anymore, as she thought on this.

He's still my dad, she thought to herself sadly. What else can I do?

Tina hated him in a lot of ways, and always had. She wanted nothing
more than to move away to college, to leave the trailer park behind
and never see her father's face again. But she couldn't bear the
thought of anything bad happening to him either! He was her dad and,
for all his faults, always would be. It was all so confusing!

So that was it then. She'd made her decision: she'd already fucked the
two loan sharks, had even enjoyed it immensely, so that they wouldn't
hurt him. But now she needed to come up with over $300 by Saturday
afternoon as she'd promised, or it could be her ass! Which was why she
was counting down the minutes till midnight, when Razor would be
stopping by to pick her up.

It was probably a bad idea for a lot of reasons, she realized. Tonight
she was going to officially become a prostitute. That alone was bad
enough. She felt her empty stomach lurch at the very thought of it!
But it was like events were outside of her control, now: she had to do
it. She had to! There was no choice...

She shook away the voice in the back of her head that tried futilely
to remind her she always had a choice. That voice had become easier
and easier to ignore these last couple of months. It was as if, deep
inside, Tina always knew exactly what she should and should not be
doing but that she had become an expert in not only ignoring that part
of herself, but in fighting it, too.

She sighed when she remembered her classes as well. She had to be up
early for school, yet she was going to prostitute herself at midnight?
She had to make it for class in the morning! She scolded herself for
being stupid enough to agree to starting tonight. She could have begun
the next night, but that would have meant not going to Michelle's
party.

After finishing her cigarette Tina stood, felt dizzy, then sat down
again. She'd smoked too fast. She breathed in deeply then pulled out
another cigarette.

Just as she took her first hit from it, though, she nearly screamed
when Joey appeared.

"Hello," he said in his usual quiet voice.

"Jesus Joey!" she shouted, coughing out a stream of smoke, "You scared
the shit outta me!"

He nodded in embarrassment. He always seemed embarrassed, Tina
realized.

"What're you doin' out here?" she asked, more gently this time. It was
easy to upset the poor kid, and Tina hated doing that to him.

He shrugged. "Saw you come out."

"Where's your mom?" Tina asked.

Again the 12-year-old boy shrugged. "Work, I guess." 

Tina nodded. She took another hit from her smoke and closed her
bathrobe tighter around her body, then said, "So what do you want?"

"I want to show you something," Joey replied.

Tina was surprised. She hadn't really expected him to answer, unless
he'd wanted sex. But if that's all he'd wanted, he would have just
said so.

"Show me what?" she asked suspiciously.

"In my room," he answered, backing away. "Come on..."

Tina rolled her eyes. What she really wanted to do was go back inside,
go to sleep, and wake up feeling normal again. Of course, that
wouldn't happen: Razor would arrive in four hours.

But to feel normal, go to school, feel normal again! It was such an
attractive thought. She shook it away.

"Alright," Tina sighed. She stood up, held her bathrobe tightly around
her naked body, and followed the boy to the neighboring trailer.

Inside everything was quiet. The TV wasn't on, nor was the radio. It
was disconcerting: the trailer was usually filled with sounds from
both! Tina followed the young boy to his bedroom in silence, feeling
sort of apprehensive about all this. Joey didn't usually act so
mysterious.

She took a seat on the edge of his bed, the sheets of which had
pictures of WWF wrestlers on them. There were similar posters on the
walls of the small room, and action figures, too. A typical boy's
room, she thought.

He rummaged in his closet then came back with a shoebox. He placed it
next to her on the bed, and stood before her. A strange smile was on
his face.

"What's in the box?" Tina asked, trying to sound casual. In fact, she
was a bit nervous.

"Look," he replied.

Slowly, she lifted the lid off the box. Inside was a Penthouse
magazine.

Tina sighed in relief. "That's all?" she asked lightly. "I seen lots
of them before, Joey. Where'd you get it?"

The strange smile hadn't left the boy's face. "Mama's last boyfriend,"
he replied. "He left it here when she kicked him out.

"But look what else he left," Joey said, lifting the magazine away.

Tina gasped. Underneath the magazine, to Tina's utter shock, was a
gun.

It was as silver-plated pistol with a black hand-grip. Tina's heart
rate, already increased, took another jump at the sight of it.

"Joey--" she began.

Before she could finish he'd picked it up. A strange glimmer was in
his eyes as he stared at it. It looked incredibly large in his small
hands, Tina thought, and incredibly scary.

"Isn't it neat?" Joey asked breathlessly. "He tried to throw it away
but I found it... it's mine!"

Tina gulped and her mind raced. What was she supposed to say?

"Joey... why did you keep it?" she asked, incredibly nervous at this
point.

He looked away from the gun. He seemed confused. "Why?" he asked.
"What do you mean?"

"Guns are... you know... real dangerous..." Tina said slowly.

Joey looked hurt. "You don't think it's cool?" he asked.

"No, no! It's cool and all," she said quickly. "But, uhm... maybe you
shouldn't keep it very long? I mean... something could happen..."

Joey seemed stunned. He lowered the gun. "Nothing will happen," he
said. "I've had it a while and nothing happened. Why don't you like
it?"

Tina shook her head. "No, Joey! I do like it, it's real cool! But... I
mean, is it loaded?"

He looked away from her. Slowly, he placed the gun back in the
shoebox, and put the porno-mag back on top of it. "No," he said
softly. "There aren't even any bullets."

Tina sighed with relief. 

Joey put the shoebox back in his closet in silence. When he was done,
he was frowning. He looked like he might even cry.

"What's wrong?" Tina asked.

He shrugged. "I just thought you'd like it."

She rolled her eyes and smiled. "I do like it, Joey! That's so cool
you have a gun... you just have to be careful, is all!"

"There aren't any bullets," Joey said again.

"Even so," Tina replied.

Joey nodded. "Okay," he said softly.

Tina felt bad for the kid. He'd expected some other reaction from her,
some reaction that would make him feel "cool" or something. She could
tell just by looking at him that he'd been devastated by her shock.

"Well," Tina said. "You're the only person I know who has a gun..."

He brightened up. "Really?" 

"Yeah," she nodded. She looked around the small room. Suddenly, she
didn't want to leave. It felt good to interact with someone again,
someone she knew. Joey always ended up making her feel better, she
realized.

"What happened to your eye?" Joey suddenly asked.

She looked away from him. She nearly gave him her prepared story about
falling off her bike, but hesitated. She felt bad lying to him.

"Did your daddy hit you?" he asked.

She looked up at him. He was staring at her, nearly expressionless.
Finally, she nodded.

"Yeah," she said, softly. "He did. But don't tell no one, okay?"

Joey nodded. "Mama hits me sometimes, too."

Tina had figured as much. She'd seen him with bruises on his arms and,
a couple times, even on his face.

"Sucks, don't it?" she said.

"Yeah," he replied.

Tina wanted to change the subject. She didn't want to think about her
dad, or start thinking about everything that was happening again.
Suddenly she asked, "Hey, wanna read that magazine together?"

Joey's eyes glimmered in excitement. But he didn't say anything, he
just nodded.

"Okay," she said. She smiled and gestured like he should get it out.

Quickly the 12-year-old boy went back to the closet and grabbed the
magazine. Tina laid down on her stomach on his small bed and he did
likewise alongside her, and after adjusting themselves so that neither
would fall off, she opened the magazine up.

She was leaning on her elbows to hold her body up, and Joey was doing
the same thing. They stared down at a picture of a redheaded model
leaning back, legs splayed wide, smiling out at the camera.

"She's cute, huh?" Tina asked.

"I guess," Joey said, embarrassed.

Tina laughed. It was a genuine laugh: she was actually feeling good!
"I know you like her, Joey, the magazine flipped right to it!"

"I only looked at it a couple times!" he said, defensively.

Tina giggled and turned the page. Together the two looked at page
after page of beautiful women, sometimes with men, sometimes with each
other. Occasionally Tina would make a comment, but mostly she just
pointed at things she liked, and Joey would nod.

When they got to the letters section Tina asked, "You read these?"

He shook his head. "No, not yet," he said.

"Okay," she smiled. "I'll read them to you. Okay?"

Joey nodded.

She cleared her throat and began reading. It was boring at first,
until she got to the sex part...

"I gasped when she touched me there," she read aloud, changing her
voice so that it sounded more sexy. "I'd never had another woman touch
my pussy before... But I liked it, so I didn't resist. Soon, she was
fingering me, right in the middle of the movie theatre, my boyfriend
totally unaware of what this strange woman was doing to me!"

Tina found herself getting turned on as she read, and she knew that
Joey was, too. Her voice grew even more husky when she got to the
rawer descriptions:

"His cock pounded in and out of me like a jackhammer, slamming in and
out of my pussy over and over as I sucked on Roger's cock. Suddenly he
came and my mouth filled with his sperm, just as I exploded in
orgasm..."

Tina stopped reading. She looked over at Joey, who was staring at her
face.

She stared back, smiling slightly. He was so cute: his shaggy hair
unkempt about his head, his large child-like eyes wide open and
innocent. She thought about the boys in the woods and how nasty that
had ended up, and about Razor, who was trying to turn her into a
whore.

Joey would never do that. He'd never make her feel bad. In the end he
was the only person she could trust to be there for him, sexually and
otherwise...

She read another line from the magazine: "Even after I came he kept
hammering into me, and I stared up at his wife whose eyes were locked
on where her husband's cock entered my body..."

Tina stopped again. Joey was still staring at her. Finally she looked
at him and asked, "You want to fuck now?"

He nodded.

She closed the magazine and sat up. "Okay, get naked first," she
instructed him.

As he undressed Tina took off her bathrobe. Her heart was racing in
excitement. It wasn't entirely sexual excitement: she'd been fucked
silly just a couple of hours before and even reading those letters to
Joey hadn't been enough to get her to her usual arousal point. Instead
it was mostly a good excitement. This felt right! It was nice, it was
safe.

It was totally different from what she'd done earlier... and would do
again in four short hours, but right now, the feelings of doubt and
shame weren't there. This felt right, it felt natural.

When Joey was naked he stood at the edge of the bed, staring at her
naked body. She smiled at him. Slowly she cupped her small breasts in
her hands and asked, "You really like these, don't you?"

He blushed, then nodded quickly.

"What about this?" she asked, turning toward him and spreading her
legs apart. She put her hand on her lightly fuzzed pussy and winked.

Slowly she began to rub herself down there as the 12-year-old watched
intently. "What do you like better?" she asked, lowering her voice to
sound sexy.

He shrugged. "I dunno... both, I guess..."

She continued to rub at her pussy, then abruptly began fingering
herself as soon as she got wet. She kept her large young eyes locked
on his, which were locked on her pussy.

She laid back on the bed, relaxing at her own touch. Softly she
whispered, "I want you to lick it..."

He'd never done that to her before, and she wondered if he'd know what
she meant. A moment passed while she continued wondering, then
suddenly she felt his tongue tentatively touch right where her finger
was inserted.

She moaned softly and removed her finger. "Go on, Joey, lick me a
little...," she urged.

The 12-year-old boy complied. Tina's body tingled as he licked at her
hole. He certainly was no expert, but he became eager very quickly.
She encouraged him with moans of desire as her body finally became
truly aroused.

She let him continue for another minute or so, then said, "Okay, okay,
Joey," and leaned back up. She looked down between her legs and saw
Joey staring up at her, face glistening with her juices, a look of
confusion on his cute boyish face.

"Get up here," she instructed as she slid off the bed.

He scrambled up and Tina saw his small boy-cock hardened between his
legs. She waited for him to lie back on the bed as she stared at his
young body.

He's so incredibly cute, she thought. 

Her own body tingling now with desire, Tina crawled up over him on the
bed. She was a few inches taller than him so she scooted her body
down, then pressed her body onto his.

She slowly began to kiss him on the lips. She'd never kissed him
before, and he didn't know how to respond.

"Touch me," she whispered to him.

She felt his hand tentatively touch her waist
 
She continued kissing him, tasting her own wetness on his lips. She
pressed her tongue against him until he opened his mouth and allowed
it to slip inside.

Joey's hands were roaming her body more boldly, now. She felt them
grip her round butt as she made out with him. This was Joey's first
kiss, she realized. That excited her even more!

It felt so good to kiss someone again. She hadn't kissed anyone
since... well, it'd been a while! She'd forgotten the joys of making
out, kissing, exploring someone else's mouth with her tongue.

Reluctantly, she broke the kiss and pushed herself up from his body.
She brushed her blonde hair away from her face as she stared down at
his, and said, "You ready?"

He nodded. He wasn't smiling, nor frowning, but his eyes told her that
he was more than ready!

She scooted her body up to position herself, then straddled his waist
between her legs. She reached back under her body until she found his
small penis. It jumped in her tiny hand as she gripped it lovingly and
stroked it a couple of times.

She looked down between their bodies at it and, with some difficulty,
positioned her pussy just above it. Slowly she began to lower herself
down until the head of his small dick began to press against her hole,
then finally enter it.

She sighed at the sensation, and let go of the cock. She placed her
hands on the mattress and slowly pressed her pussy down until his dick
was fully inside her.

"How does that feel?" she asked, voice slightly strained.

"G-good," Joey gulped.

They'd never fucked with her on top before: this was a night of firsts
for the two! She began to rhythmically slide her pussy up and down on
his cock, enjoying the feeling of it inside her.

There was no way she'd get off like this, though, she thought. His
dick felt good inside, sure, but she felt disappointedly empty
compared to the sizeable cocks she'd had a few hours before. Still,
she ground her hips downward upon his dick, pressing his boyish penis
into the walls of her vagina. She yelped at the feeling and began to
rock forward and back, panting with pleasure and excitement as she
tried to get herself off.

She heard Joey's breath began to speed up and he started making little
spastic sounds of pleasure. She continued rocking and grinding upon
his dick, then, and felt a small spark of energy ripple between her
legs. She dug her fingers into the boy's shoulders as she gently,
softly climaxed.

My first orgasm directly from him, her racing mind thought. Just then,
quite suddenly, she felt him cum inside her body.

Tina continued rocking her body forward and back on him until his cock
had gone limp and slid out from her.

She rolled off of him, then, and laid next to his frozen body. He
wasn't moving a muscle, only staring upward at the ceiling trying to
catch his breath.

"Thanks," she whispered into his ear. She cuddled up next to him and
draped her arm over his body as she smiled.

A few moments of silence passed. Tina felt good: although she hadn't
cum, she felt satisfied. She held her body against Joey's, and felt
she could fall asleep just like that.

"Tina?" he asked, breaking the silence. His voice was soft and
anxious.

"Mmm hmm?" she responded.

"I-- I love you," he said.

Tina froze. Her mood shifted dramatically at his words. She leaned up
on the bed and crawled off of it.

"Tina?" he asked, leaning up.

"What?" she asked shortly as she quickly pulled on her bathrobe.

She looked over at the boy. His eyes were wide and pleading. He asked,
"Don't you love me too?"

Her heart melted at his words. She froze, then finished tying her
bathrobe close. She sighed heavily then took a seat on the edge of the
bed next to him.

"Of course I do," she responded. She meant it.

"Then what's wrong?" he asked her.

She sighed. "Joey," she began, "You don't really love me."

He seemed hurt by his words, and he certainly didn't believe them. "I
do!" he insisted. "I want to marry you someday!"

Tina laughed at that, but it wasn't a malicious laugh. She said,
"Joey, trust me, you really don't want to marry me!"

"Why not?" he asked.

Tina looked away from him. She took a deep breath then said, "You
deserve someone better than me.

"I'm no good, Joey."

The boy stared at her in confusion. She looked into his sad eyes for a
moment, then she smiled to break the tension. "It's okay," she said
lightly. "You're gonna meet someone great someday, I promise."

"When I'm older, I'm going to marry you," he insisted, stubbornly.

She stood up, then leaned over and kissed him lightly on his forehead.
"Maybe," she said. "But trust me, you don't want to. Good night!"

She headed toward his bedroom door. Just as she reached it he blurted
out, "You are good!"

She glanced back at him. With eyes full of sadness she shook her head.
"Maybe... but only at one thing."

She blew him a kiss, then went back home without another word.


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END OF CHAPTER SIX
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