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Subject: {ASSM} Never Any Excuse Chapter 4 by Uncle Sky
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Date: Fri, 20 Aug 2004 07:10:02 -0400
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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.

Never Any Excuse 4 (Mg, fg, ped, cons)
           by Uncle Sky (Edited by R Hoisington)

I pulled on my shorts and ran into the room where the girls were sleeping.
As soon as I hit the door Cheryl called out to me.

"It's okay, Sam. She just had a nightmare."

Before I could say anything, the phone rang. I grabbed it and responded.

"It's okay. Just a nightmare. We're all clear in here."

"You need to let one of the men in Sam. We have to see that you are not
being coerced."

It was not Amber. I agreed to go to the door and hung up the phone. When I
opened it there was one of my men there armed and ready for anything. I
thanked him and let him take a look around. When he was satisfied I let him
out. I decided to save further problems and went back to the phone. This
time it was Amber who answered.

"What do you need, Sam?"

"I think we need to set up a safe word to avoid this kind of thing in the
future. If you think there's trouble and call inside, I'll answer and
address you or whoever is there as Abercrombie. If I say that name it will
mean everything is okay. Any time you're not sure, even if there is no sign
of trouble, just ask if I'm okay and I'll give that reply."

"Good idea, Sam. I'll make sure my relief knows about it."

"Good night, Amber. I need to get in there and talk to Ginger now. I'll
talk to you in the morning."

"Good night, Sam"

I hung up the phone and went back to the girls. Cheryl was still holding
Ginger and who was still crying. I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled
her onto my lap and just hugged her for a while. Cheryl watched with a
little smile. I think she was remembering her first night with me. She had
also been frightened and had ended up sleeping in my bed. I tried to calm
Ginger down but she was still shaking and crying.

"It's alright sweetheart. You're safe here with us. We won't let anyone
hurt you any more."

"I know. But I'm still scared, Sam. Could you just hold me until I go to
sleep? Please? It will make me feel safe."

I wiped away her tears and kissed her on the forehead. Cheryl moved over to
give me room, and I stretched out in the middle of the bed. I held Ginger
in my arms with her head on my chest. Cheryl was cuddled up on my other
side. She had a big grin on her face but didn't say anything. We all just
tried to relax.

After a while Ginger went to sleep. I was trying to slip away without
waking her when Cheryl whispered to me.

"Stay with us, Sam. You'll just wake her up if you move, and even if you
don't, she'll know you left and will just feel scared again. Sleep here
with us like you did for me when I needed you."

I knew she was right, but I didn't feel good about being there in my shorts
on top of the bed with two underage girls. It could lead to trouble, and we
didn't want that. But the more I thought about it the surer I was that
Cheryl was right. So, I reached down and pulled the covers up over us. We
settled down and were soon all sleeping.

I woke up with my usual morning piss hard. I was still holding Ginger, and
she had a good grip on me as if afraid I'd leave her. Her head was on my
chest and her arms around my neck. But the thing I noticed most was her
leg. It was pulled up over my hip and across my pelvis. It was resting
right on my hard cock. I looked over at Cheryl and saw she was awake too.
She still had that sly smile on her face, as if she knew a secret and was
not going to tell.

As I watched she reached over and took my cock out from under Ginger's leg.
Her hand was warm and soft as she gripped it and began to stroke up and
down the shaft. It felt wonderful but I knew what would happen if I let her
go on very long. I would cum very soon, and that would scare the hell out
of Ginger. I didn't want her to see anything like that around me. I reached
down and took the warm hand away from my throbbing cock.

"That's enough, Cheryl. You know better than that. We need to think about
Ginger, not about our own desires."

She frowned but didn't argue. I slowly slipped out from under Ginger and
went to the bathroom next to the room I was using. I was just about to let
go a stream when I heard the door behind me click shut. I glanced back and
saw Cheryl watching me. Before I could say a word she moved behind me and,
reaching around my waist, grabbed my cock and aimed it at the toilet bowl.
She liked to help me piss in the morning. She thought it was funny when her
touch made it almost impossible for me to piss. I had gotten used to it and
was able to release my stream in just a minute. When I was done she shook
my dick a few times then wiped the tip with a tissue before popping it into
her mouth. There just didn't seem to be any way I could keep her from
giving me my morning blow job no matter what I said or did. Maybe I didn't
try very hard to stop her. I mean what the hell? She was great at it, and I
loved it and her. So I sat down on the toilet seat to let her work her
wonders on me.

As I watched her take my shaft into her hot little mouth I suddenly
realized something. We had not made love for several days, and I had not
given her any pleasure for two days. I had let her suck me off but had not
returned the favor or allowed it to go any further. I looked down at her
and saw her hand between her legs, rubbing her pussy as she sucked on my
cock. I reached down and lifted her up onto my lap. She opened her legs to
straddle mine as I pulled her close. My cock rubbed against her pussy, and
I could feel the moisture and heat.

"This has to be fast, sweetheart, but if we are quiet we can make love
right now."

A very big smile spread across her face as she reached down between us and
grasped my cock. She rubbed it up and down her slit, getting it slick with
her juices, and then pressed the head against the opening to her hot little
pussy. Then, with a grunt, she pushed her hips forward and buried my cock
in her tight hole. She wasted no time in starting to slide back and forth
so I was moving in and out rapidly. I could feel the walls of her pussy
pulsing as I moved through it. We were both ready when we started, so it
didn't take long. She hugged me tightly as her breath was getting faster
and her pussy was getting wetter. I soon felt my balls draw up and the cum
was soon blasting out through my cock into her clasping pussy. She came as
soon as she felt the hot sperm splash against her cervix. We clung tightly
to each other as we experienced a wonderful orgasm. It had been too long,
and we had both needed it badly.

As we sat there trying to regain our composure I suddenly heard Ginger's
voice from outside the door.

"Cheryl?" (sniff) "Sam? Wh.. Where are you?" (sob) "Please answer me. I'm
scared to be alone. Sa Saaaaam?"

She was scared, and we had left her alone after we promised not to. I felt
ashamed as I quickly got up and cleaned off my crotch. I slipped my shorts
back on and told Cheryl to go into the shower and rinse off as I opened the
door and went out to find Ginger. She was in the hall outside the girls
bedroom, just standing there sobbing with great big tears running down her
face. I rushed over and took her in my arms. She grabbed hold of me as if
her life depended on not letting me go.

"I'm sorry, Ginger. We got up early and didn't want to wake you up, so we
were cleaning up in my bathroom. I told you it was safe here and we would
protect you. We wouldn't leave you alone. Now you stop crying and calm
down. It's time for you to get cleaned up and dressed so we can have some
breakfast. Okay?"

(sniff) "Okay. I just got scared when I woke up and you were both gone. I
thought you didn't want me and left."

"No, no. We wouldn't do that. We both love you, and you can stay with us as
long as you want to. We won't leave you or make you go away. I promised to
protect you and I will. This will all be over soon and we'll get to be a
normal family. Now, why don't you go in the bathroom next to my room and
join Cheryl in the shower. I bet it'll be fun to surprise her."

She hesitated for a minute, and then with a little smile on her face she
ran toward the bathroom where you could hear the shower running. I was sure
Cheryl would cheer her up. As I went back to get dressed I heard them
giggling in the shower and knew I had been right.

I went out to the kitchen and started some coffee, then looked to see what
was available for breakfast. There were several boxes of cold cereal and a
variety of hot cereals. There were also eggs and bacon and ham and all the
things needed to make just about any meal you might want. I headed back to
the hall and called out to the girls to ask what they wanted to eat. Just
as I was calling out to them, they came running from my room on the way to
their own room.

They had not taken any clothes with them, and in their playing around had
forgotten about me I guess. They were both stark naked. Cheryl kept running
and was gone from sight in a flash. But Ginger was startled by my voice and
froze in the middle of the hall. She had that deer in the headlights look
in her eyes as she stood there with her hands raised, holding a towel over
her hair trying to dry it. It left her body completely uncovered and on
view. She was beautiful and looked so innocent standing there.

Ginger was small for her age at four foot nine and weighed only 83 pounds.
I don't think she was undernourished, just small. I suspected that she had
been fed enough to keep her looking desirable but not enough to let her get
chubby. With her red hair and pale skin that was sprinkled with freckles
she looked like a little Irish lass from an old Disney movie. Her breasts
were very small, just starting to develop. They were topped with tiny pink
nipples. Her pussy had just a few fine hairs.

Suddenly she realized she was naked and that I could see her. She dropped
her arms and the towel down and tried to cover her body. She squealed and
ran into her room. I had been so stunned I had just stood there looking at
her. It took me a minute to gather my thoughts. I had the picture of her in
my mind and was trying to get it out. I couldn't. He image was burned into
my brain. I called out to them.

"Sorry, girls. I just wanted to know what you want for breakfast. I didn't
expect to see two lovely little nymphs running naked across the hall."

There was a pause and then I heard Cheryl reply, "It's okay, Sam. We should
have been more careful. It was our fault. I'll have some eggs and bacon and
toast if there is any."

There was another pause and I could hear Cheryl saying something to Ginger.
Then Ginger's voice came softly. "Yes. It's okay, Sam. I'll have the same
as Cheryl please."

"Okay."

I out to make breakfast. It wasn't long before the girls joined me and they
set the table before sitting down to wait. I poured some juice for them and
went back to the stove. I was thinking about what had just happened as I
cooked. I thought I better say something to Ginger.

"Ginger dear, I'm sorry if I embarrassed you. I didn't mean to stare at you
but you surprised me. You are a very beautiful young lady and I just
couldn't stop looking."

She blushed as she answered in a soft voice.

"It's okay Sam. I understand. Do you really think I'm pretty?"

"There is not a doubt in the world, Ginger. You are a very lovely young
lady."

She blushed even more and it almost hid her freckles.

"I think I should tell you, Ginger, that Cheryl and I are not used to
having others around the house. We are pretty casual about clothes. It's
not at all unusual for either of us to be naked. I'll try to remember not
to do that anymore, but you should know, just in case, that it doesn't mean
anything."

"It.. It's okay Sam. You can still go naked if you want to. I was just a
little surprised to see you there. Do I have to go naked too?"

"Absolutely not. You can do what ever makes you comfortable, even if it
means you wear a hat and coat indoors."

She giggled, and I figured that was enough on that subject for the moment.
I served breakfast. After we finished, the girls helped clean up and then
went to watch tv. I called the school to let them know Cheryl was staying
home for a day or two because of a family emergency. They didn't ask any
questions, and I hung up.

Next I called Rat. He said that my men had taken over and his watcher had
given them a list of cars that had come and gone. He said I was paid up.
Then he hung up.

I sat down at the computer and logged on to check my mail. There was a long
report from Amber with a summery of the case to that point. She had found
out that the house was one of several that was owned by a holding company.
That holding company was in turn owned by a corporation that was in turn a
wholly owned subsidiary of another corporation. She had been able to get a
list of the names of all the officers of each organization and listed them
for me to see.

I scanned the list and was surprised to note that I recognized almost all
of them. There were some cops and one assistant district attorney as well
as a municipal judge. I was angry that these individuals would be a part of
such a filthy business. As I read the list I promised myself that I would
see every one of them put behind bars if it took me all my life to do it.
Then I spotted a name I was not surprised to see but was, in a way, glad
was there. Joseph Longacre. I'm sure the smile on my face was most evil. It
was the name of the Assistant Police Chief that I had decked, resulting in
my forced retirement from the force. It would be an extra special pleasure
taking him down.

The report also listed the operatives assigned to the case and their
duties. There was a list of license plate numbers that had been supplied by
Rat along with the names of the registered owners and their addresses. It
seems we had lucked out and found an apartment for rent close enough to the
house we were watching that we could film all those coming and going. We
would have a solid, indisputable record when we needed it for proof.

After I read the report I decided to call Wilson. When I was put through to
him I told him I needed to meet with him about that private matter. He
realized I was being careful and followed my lead. He knew where I was and
suggested he meet me at the safe house if I had no objections. I had none,
and he said he'd stop by when he went to lunch. I agreed and we hung up.

I reviewed the file I had started on Ginger. It was headed GINGER McGILL
and had all the information she had been able to supply as well as the
pictures Cheryl took. I updated it by attaching Amber's report. Then I sat
back and tried to think what I should do next. It was obvious that I
couldn't let Wilson get involved too much. It would be too dangerous for
him and might mean a leak to those who were involved. I knew he wouldn't be
happy but would understand. Then I got an idea.

I had recently heard from an old friend who was on the force with me. She
had left right after I did and was now with the FBI. Her assignment was in
a town not far away. I was sure I could trust her and thought she could
help with advice, if not actual assistance. I decided to call her. It took
a while to get through the various blocks and get her on the line, but when
I did she seemed happy to hear from me.

"Sam! How the hell are you? It's been way too long since I heard from you."

"Well, Beth, over all I'm doing pretty well. I've missed you but have been
so busy I kept forgetting to call and congratulate you on your new
assignment. How is it?"

"Oh, it's okay, Sam. Not much going on right now, but it has it's moments.
So, to what do I owe this pleasure?"

"I was wondering if you could possibly manage to slip away for lunch on
short notice. I have something I'd like to talk to you about that I think
you might find interesting."

"I don't know Sam. I'd need to check my schedule. What's it about?"

"I'd rather not say over the phone Beth but I would REALLY appreciate it if
you could come."

"Okay. I'll be there. Give me the address."

I gave her the address and asked what she would be driving. She said her
staff car. I asked her to use her private car. That got her interest up,
and she told me what it looked like. I told her there was a new
receptionist, and I was going to tell him so he would recognize her. She
said she'd be there around noon. I thanked her and hung up.

I picked up the phone and Amber answered. I told her about Wilson and Beth
coming around noon and described their cars. She assured me there would be
no problem. I thanked her for the report and told her she had done her
usual fine job.

Now that I had things set up I decided I better take a shower and get
dressed for my visitors. The girls were still watching tv when I told them
what was planned. I told them to be sure they were dressed for company by
lunch time. They promised they would be, and I headed for the shower.

I took my time with my shower and shaved as well. I wanted to look nice for
Beth. It had been a long time since I'd seen her, and I guess I had missed
her and the talks we used to have. I dressed in casual clothes and then
went to the kitchen to plan lunch. When things were ready to prepare I went
to talk to the girls.

"This is going to be a business lunch, girls. I would like you to bring
your lunch out here to eat so we can talk while we eat. I'll tell you later
what we talk about, but I think Beth and Wilson will be more comfortable if
we are alone. Okay?"

Before long it was time to start lunch and I no sooner had it ready than
there was a knock on the door. I checked through the peep hole and saw
Wilson. I let him in and introduced him to Ginger. He said hi to Cheryl,
and then followed me to the kitchen. I told him that Beth was coming and as
soon as she arrived we would get started.

We chatted for a few minutes while we waited, and then there was another
knock on the door. It was Beth. I let her in, and as soon as the door was
closed she was in my arms. As we were hugging I noticed Cheryl was watching
with a sour look on her face. I broke off the hug and made introductions.
We all went out to the kitchen, where I dished out the meal for us all. The
girls took theirs out to the front room as I had asked, and we adults
started eating.

As we ate I filled Beth and Wilson in on what I had so far. I told Wilson
that even though I trusted him with my life, I dared not involve him too
directly since there were a number of cops involved. He agreed but said he
wanted to be kept up to date and would like to be there for the final bust.

I asked Beth if there was anything the feds could do. She said she was sure
they would want to be involved, but she would have to run it by her boss,
the AIC, before she could commit to anything. She promised to get all the
info she could on the individuals on the list even if her office didn't
take part in the actual investigation. We all agreed that the case seemed
to fit the requirements for the feds to get involved. Beth said she thought
I was smart to be using the safe house since it would be so easy for the
cops on the list to find my address.

Both Beth and Wilson cautioned me to be careful. They also had some ideas
of what was needed. It basically boiled down to intel. The more information
we had about this case, the better the chance we could take them all down.
The more we talked about it, the more excited Beth got. Finally she asked
if she could use one of the other rooms to make a call in private. I led
her to my bedroom and left her as she dialed a number on her cell phone.

Wilson and I talked while I cleaned up our lunch dishes and had another cup
of coffee. After a while Beth came in and said her boss was on board. She
was ready to start right away. She needed to have copies of everything I
had and also would need a signed statement from Ginger. We out to the front
room, and I told the girls what was going on. Ginger looked a little
scared.

"Ginger, Beth needs to have copies of all I have about your case including
pictures. I told you nobody would see them except Cheryl and me. I need
your permission to give them to Beth. If I do it will mean that others will
see them too. They will not be public but will be seen by other police and
some lawyers. If we are going to get these crooks we need your help. Is it
okay?"

I could see she wasn't happy about it. Her eyes were filling and looked as
if they would overflow any minute. But after thinking a little she nodded
her approval.

"Thank you, dear. I know this is hard, but it is very important. Now, Beth
is going to take a statement from you about all this. I want you to tell
her everything you can. Okay?"

She nodded again, and I led Beth over to the computer. She sat down, opened
the word processor, and started to type. After a moment she turned to
Ginger and asked her to start at the beginning and tell her story just like
she did when she told me. Cheryl and I sat on either side of Ginger as she
told her story. Beth typed it as Ginger told it, only stopping a few times
to ask a question. When it was over she typed places for signatures and
then asked me to print out a copy. I did and then read it over to be sure
it was correct. It was, so I had Ginger sign it even though she was under
age. Then Wilson and I signed as witnesses and Beth signed it as case
agent.

I saved everything on the case to a disk and gave it to Beth. She promised
to keep the number of people who would see the pictures to a minimum.

Beth and Wilson had to leave, but before they did I thanked them both for
their help. I told Wilson I'd keep him informed, and he said he would keep
his eyes and ears open around the station in case there was anything I
should know. I reminded them both that I still had an ongoing operation
that I was not going to shut down until I knew the girls in those houses
were safe. Beth said she might want to send an agent in to join my people
that were watching the house where Ginger had been held. I asked her to let
me know before making any move. She promised she would.

After they left I picked up the phone and spoke to Amber. I told her the
feds were in on the job and might be joining our surviellence team but had
promised to warn us first. Then I asked her to see if Mike was busy. He
came on the line just a moment later.

"What's up, Sam?"

"Mike, the feds are with us on this case now. It may take them a while to
get up to speed so I want to try to get more done while we wait. If you're
not too busy could you come over here for a talk?"

"No problem. I'll be there in about half an hour."

"Thanks Mike."

We hung up and I sat back to wait for him. There was a lot to be done, and
I needed to make some plans. Mike was very good at planning and could point
out errors in my thinking as I laid things out. I was in a hurry to get the
show on the road. There were too many little girls that were being raped on
a daily basis and I wanted to stop it.

The End of Chapter 4

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