Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Prologue. This story is based in truth, with lots of embellishments. As most authors know, you should never let facts get in the way of a good story, and while I hope this is a good story, it is a work of fiction, I do not condone child abuse or child sexual exploitation, this is a work of fiction, if pre-teen and teen age sex offends you, do not read this story. My brother Jake and I woke up early the next morning; Jake had a car and was driving us down to the peninsula where we would meet up with Dad's friend. Before we left Dad pulled us both aside. You two keep your eyes open down there, he said. Don't go trusting anyone you don't know. I was getting a weird feeling from him. He was stressed and a little worried. Jake looked real confused. He had never been part of anything that Dad and I did for his special projects. I am not sure why Dad left him out and I had never asked. Sure Dad, said Jake. No problem I will watch out for John and make sure the crew doesn't pick on him. When we were leaving, Dad slipped me a thirty eight revolver. You watch out for your brother. If you need to use this wipe it clean and get rid of it, mind leaving prints on the bullets as well. Am I looking for anything in particular? You know the type, watch for them. I have had some trouble and hope to have it all resolved by the time you get home, but be on the look out. I could stay and help, I said. No, I want you two away for while and safe, got it? Yes sir. We were going to stay at Dad's friend's house while we did the summer fishing season. Commercial fishing on the Kenai was rough hard work. The fish and game department had what they called "openings" when you were allowed to fish. Openings were announced a day ahead and could be anywhere from eight to twenty four hours long. When there was an opening, all you did was fish and you didn't stop fishing until the end of the opening. It was hard work and you were always wet and cold, on the other hand the Captain was pretty much an asshole all the time and treated everyone equally badly. My brother and I slept in a loft up above the ceiling of the family cabin. It wasn't insulated so it was cool at night. During the winter it would be uninhabitable. But it was cozy and we could open the gable vents and get a breeze going if needed. The Captain had given us a tour of his house, they were on well water and a septic, so he instructed us on how to use the facilities. He said, we don't flush every time to conserve water. If its yellow let it mellow, if it's brown flush it down, He said. Jim, the Captain, had a daughter who was about nineteen. I could tell my brother was gaga over her. They spent lots of time together when he could, telling me to stay upstairs and leave them alone. Not a problem I thought. I was missing V and the girls pretty bad but really didn't have much interest in Jim's daughter. She was attractive enough, not really pretty but most Alaskan girls aren't really pretty. But she was very sexy. She was well toned and strong. She had a self confident attitude about her that was very sexy. Not to mention she had an awesome rack. But all in all she just wasn't my type, besides she had never shown any real interest in me. It was all about Jake. The first opening came just after we arrived, it was an eighteen hour opening and we had to start at four in the morning. Jim told us to be ready at three and we would head for the boat. Three AM came pretty quickly; we tumbled into the truck and headed down to the boat. Eighteen hours later I was tired, soaked through and just wanted to sleep for the next two days. Our haul was better than average and they whole crew was talking about how much their share would be. We headed back to Jim's and I just wanted to take a shower and drop into my rack. Jake jumped into the shower first and then he and Mandy (Jim's daughter) headed out for the evening. Jim said, hurry up and shower and we will meet the rest of the crew for a drink. I really didn't want to go but you didn't turn down the Captain when he said we are going for a drink. It was about ten P.M. when we hit the local bar. It was your standard Alaskan bar and whore house. Lots of commercial fisherman were hanging out and drinking. Most of the girls were young but there were a few in their thirties or so. I was sitting at the bar and the rest of the crew all had drinks; the bartender asked me what I wanted. Now drinking age in Alaska at the time was nineteen, not that it had ever really been a problem in Anchorage. I figured it would be the same out here. I ordered a rum and coke, mostly because I really didn't know what else to order. The bartender looked at me and asked. How old are you son? Oh, I am nineteen I lied. I work for Jim over there. I am on his crew. Really he said, Hey Jim. This pup one of yours? Yeah, said Jim he is one of mine. Did he work a good day for you? The bartender asked. Yeah, he's a newbie but he worked a day. He's good. I think in all my short years I had never received higher praise before. The bartender poured me my drink and said: Enjoy! I sat in the corner; dog tired and watched the rest of the room. Old men, young men all were doing the same thing, drinking, laughing and flirting with the girls that were working the room. Every now and then one of them would head upstairs with one of the girls. There was always one of them dancing on the bar with her top off and getting tips from the fishermen. One of the younger girls took a shine to me and would come over and talk in between working the room. Her name was Sam and she was kind of cute. She was nineteen and was from King Salmon. She had moved to the peninsula before the summer and had gotten a job at the bar just a couple of weeks earlier. She ambled up to me during a slow period and put her arm around my shoulders. Hi, your cute she said. Hi, well I think you're pretty cute yourself. You seem to be having a good night. I said. Yeah, everyone's always generous after the first opening. It's at the end of summer that they start getting stingy. She smiled at me like she had shared a big secret. Makes sense I said. You like my top and panties she asked? She was wearing a skimpy top that barley covered her C+ breasts and a small pair of panties. I made them myself, they are so soft. I used silk to sew them with. Here feel them! She said. I reached out and slipped my fingers into the front of her panties and felt the fabric, yes, they are very soft. You did a great job in sewing them I said smiling. She giggled at my complement and grabbed my hand and pushed her pussy onto it. I like you she said, you going to be here for awhile? I like you too I said. I'm probably going to be here as long as Jim is here. Well then, you're not going anywhere for awhile. Is it ok if I come over here and sit with you when I am not busy? Absolutely! I said. I would love that. Sam! Your up, I heard the bartender yell. Got to go, it's my turn to dance on the bar. You watch cause I will be dancing for you she said. She was amazing to watch, she moved like a dancer and her breasts were magnificent. She kept looking at me and winking, all the time grinding and dancing to the music. I have to admit I was mesmerized. I had never spent any real time in Anchorage's seedier establishments. My friends and I would go out to bars and dance clubs and we had a good time and occasionally got a girl or two's phone number but that was it. This was something different. There was no pretense here, everything was for sale and everyone knew it. She finished her set and started to work the room. I watched her with fascination. She flirted and collected tips from most of the guys. When she finished she came back over to where I was sitting. Hi she said. Did you like it? You are beautiful, I said. Very sexy, where did you learn that? Oh, a girl in Anchorage showed me most of those moves, and occasionally I improvise. It seems to work and the guys like it. I could see that, they seemed to show their appreciation. Oh, the tips? Yeah not too bad, it's better toward the middle of the salmon run but tonight it seems like everyone is feeling generous. Must have been a good opening. Yeah, we did real good today. Jim was very happy with the number of fish we caught. You fished before? She asked. No this is my first season. Jim is a friend of my Dad's and he set me up. Oh, yeah that's how it usually works. My mom got me this job. She's known Carlos from way back. Carlos? I asked. Who's he? He's the bartender silly. I didn't have to screw him or anything to get this gig. My Mom's known him for about fifteen years. I remember him coming over when I was about five or six. He was always nice to me. He never tried to molest me or nothin. Ahh, I said. A true friend, it's good to know people. I would probably be doing nothing this summer if my dad didn't have friends. Yeah, she said. Sometimes parents can really help you out. Hey, you gonna be here for awhile? Yes, I don't think I'm going anywhere until Jim is done and it looks like he is just getting started. Why? Well I gotta work the room for a bit, but I want to come back. Is that ok? Sure I said. But what if you get someone who wants to go upstairs? Oh, I only strip, she said. I don't do any whoring. It's not that I think it's wrong but Mom always said I shouldn't go there. I make enough money just stripping anyway. Ok, well I am not going anywhere so come back if you want. It was close to midnight when she came back. Hi she said, you still awake she said laughing. Oh, yeah I said sitting upright. I had had two rum and cokes and was feeling very relaxed. I think I had dozed off sitting on my bar stool. She laughed at me, a light dancing laugh that made my heart skip a beat. You were sleeping weren't you? Yeah a bit, but I didn't want to leave. Yeah, Jim's going no where, he and Suzie, the red head, see her over there? They have been teasing each other most of the night. I expect that he will wind up staying here tonight. Those two have been at it for months. Ohh, maybe I should have caught a ride home I said. I don't want to walk and don't think I could hitch this time of night. She smiled at me and said, don't worry about it I think we can figure something out. My shift is over you want to get out of here? Sure, I said. Where we going? I have a place, a small trailer, it's behind the bar. Let's go there and hang out. Sure, I said. I was feeling a bit guilty as we headed out. I kind of figured where this was heading and it was what I was trying to tell V when we talked. We are both young and have a whole lot of living and growing up to do before we settle down. I didn't want her to miss any of that any more than I wanted to miss it. I sure didn't plan on meeting someone tonight but at the same time, I didn't think I would pass on an opportunity to connect with someone. We headed back to her trailer, it was a small travel trailer, with a table and couch up front, a kitchen and bath in the middle and a bedroom in the back. It seemed kind of cozy and comfortable. Sam got a bottle of bourbon out of her cupboard and pored us both a drink. You hungry she asked. No, I ate earlier, but go ahead if you want. No, I am good, not hungry for food she said with a wicked smile. I was sitting by the table, sipping on my drink when she moved over to me. Your awful cute she said as she slid into my lap. I think I could eat you up! She leaned in and kissed me, her breath tasting of whiskey and her body smelling of sweat. It had been awhile since I had been with anyone close to my own age. She felt nice, firm but full figured. Her ass fit nicely into my lap and as she wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into a kiss, I could feel the confidence of a grown woman. It was intoxicating, her musty smell, the taste of the whiskey on her breath and the feel of her body against mine. I moved my hands over her body drinking in the feel of her. She stood up and pulled me to the back of the trailer, Don't worry she said, I will take you to Jim's in the morning, but tonight your mine for awhile. I nodded and grinned as she led me back to the bedroom. We were naked before I knew what had happened. We were kissing and tearing at each others clothes. She threw me back onto the bed and took my cock into her mouth in one quick motion. The sensation was overwhelming. Despite or maybe because of my tired state I could feel that I was going to cum quickly. Not willing to suffer that humiliation I flipped her over onto her back, pulled her knees up to her head and dove into her pussy with reckless abandon. I had watched a dozen guys molest her body through the night, each one trying to go farther than the last as she plied her trade at the bar. She had ground into their crotches and allowed them to fondle her breasts and play with her pussy. But she stopped them from inserting anything into her. Teasing and frustrating each one with the false promise of release and ecstasy. Yet here I was, kissing and touching her, I tongued her naked pussy, teasing it into an engorged state, she was moaning and writhing at the pleasure of it all. Her excitement built as I concentrated on her clit. She began to rock her pelvis back and forth, driving her pussy into my mouth and chin. Her fluids covered my face. Her movements were becoming frantic and erratic as her excitement built until her orgasm overwhelmed her. God you're good at that! She exclaimed. I haven't had an orgasm that good in a long time. She moved over me and went to insert my cock into her. Wait a minute, I said. Condom, got to put on a condom. I opened one and she took it from me, rolling it down my cock until I was fully covered. Then she grasped me and pointed me to her wet and open pussy. Thrusting downward she impaled herself on me with a groan and a sigh. Fuck she said, that feels good. Sam began moving her pelvis back and forth and up and down at the same time, damn this girl knew what she was doing. I was happy to just lay there and watch and feel everything unfold. She was getting close to another orgasm so I started thrusting upward while she moved. This seemed to do the trick as she began cumming very quickly and loudly in no time at all. She collapsed on top of me, that was good she said. Did you cum? Sure I lied, the truth was I was exhausted and as much fun as this had been and as close as I had been just minutes earlier, I wasn't sure if I could cum, I was more than a little embarrassed to admit that. We lay there cuddling in each others arms for awhile, then she threw a blanket over us and drifted off to sleep. I was out before she had even pulled herself off of me, in the morning I still had the condom on when I woke up. I could smell coffee and eggs when I finally dragged my butt out of bed. Sam was in the kitchen area working on some food for us, she had a short silky robe on that clinged to her form very nicely. Good morning, I said. You hungry? I have eggs and bacon going but could do some hash browns if you like. No, eggs and bacon is good. I gotta check in with Jim, I said. Not sure when the next opening is. I already checked and it's not today so we have time, I can take you home after breakfast, I got to go into town anyway. Thanks, it's only a couple of miles you but you would save me the walk. It was hard to keep my eyes off of her while we ate, she would lean forward and her robe would fall open, exposing her breasts, they were a good C cup and firm, small nipples that stuck straight out and got hard when I had kissed them. Whatchya staring at? She asked grinning. You, of course, you are so hot. Smiling at me she said, we have time to go back to bed after breakfast if you like. You don't have to ask twice! The thought delighted me. She got up and took me to the back. I was well rested and I really wanted to enjoy myself this time. She kissed me and pulled me down on top of her. Kissing me and grabbing my ass, she rolled me over so she was on top. Sit back and relax! She began moving her pussy over my hard cock. Not taking me in, but teasing us both by sliding her wet pussy over my engorged cock. She worked her pelvis back and forth over me, all the while playing with her breasts and staring me in the eyes. I could feel her excitement build as my cock was being soaked with her sweet nectar. She moved up to my chest then to my face, lowering her naked pussy onto me. I licked and sucked on her pussy and clit until I was drowned by her excitement. She was moving faster over may face all the while pinching her nipples and squeezing her breasts. I could tell that she wasn't going to have an orgasm this way, but it was her way of establishing dominance over me. This was fine for now and I was happy to go along. I knew that her goal was mutual fulfillment. She lifted up and changed her position to a reverse cowgirl, but I pulled her up so that her pussy over my face. I dove in and she began to grind herself into my eager mouth. She laid down on me and took my cock into her mouth. She began to suck me deep as I licked and tongued her pussy and clit. She took me deep on each stroke inhaling my cock all the way to my balls which were cupped in her hands. Her orgasm began slowly but spread throughout her body in an instant. She stiffened and moaned as her orgasm hit her, my cock still burried deep in her mouth. The sensation was overwhelming. Her moaning caused a vibration on my cock as she deep throated me in a way that I had never experienced before. She pushed me over and I began pumping my cum deep into her eager mouth. We lay back in bed relaxing and catching our breath. That was nice she said. It's been awhile since I was so free with someone in bed. You're unusual in that you know? Well, I hope that is good! I would hate to be thought of as odd. No really, she said. You commit to the moment so easily, you enjoy sharing yourself so completely and yet you don't expect anything when it is over. Do you know what I mean? She asked. It's not like a lot of guys who just want to fuck and then leave. You are actually here and are connected to me when we are together, but I also know that you don't expect anything from me. I can't figure you out. I really am not that complicated, I said. How can I not be connected to you when we are having sex? You are delightful and very open, how could I not be the same? Like I said, it's just unusual is all. But I have a question for you and I don't want to put you off or anything and it really doesn't matter to me, you know how things are during the fishing season out here, but do you have a girl friend back in Anchorage? That is a question! It's complicated I said not wanting to lie and yet not really knowing what the truth is. I don't think it's that complicated she said. Is there someone you love and are committed to? It was kind of a moment of truth, do I admit this to her? This would entail me admitting it to myself how I really felt. There are lots of things we tell a lover when they are in our arms, but when we are confronted sometimes we have to come to terms with what we are trying to avoid, we have to be honest. I was at such a cross roads. To be honest, Yes. I said. There it was out. But the complicated part, I continued, is that we cannot be together, not yet. I feel a connection to her. Something I have never felt before. But then again, I am not that old. Anyway, I want to protect her and be with her. I have protected her for that matter. But the differences in our lives are very wide right now. I cannot be hers and she cannot be mine at this time, but I hope one day. Wow, that was probably the most honest answer I have ever heard from a guy before. What would she think if she knew you were here with me? Actually we have talked about this, she knows this will probably happen. I know it will probably happen with her. It is the way of life. But I know that the connection and bond we have will continue throughout our lives until we are able to be together. So she would be ok with us having sex? Oh, I doubt that! I said laughing. I am sure she would be jealous, as I will be when she has a boyfriend. But there is nothing to do about it. She has to live her life and I have to live mine. I wouldn't deny her that. But one day I believe that we will be together. I don't get it, she said, what could divide you guys so much that you wouldn't try and over come it? If you love each other shouldn't that be all that counts? You would think wouldn't you? But sometimes there are things that just can't be over come, at least not at first. They take time, and this is one of those things. Johnny your being way to cryptic she said, I am not sure your being honest with me at all. I know that your for real, I feel that and you and I have connected so I believe that you could be being honest with me, but I'm just not understanding this at all. Help me. I made a risky decision then, I am sure it was driven by the fact that I just needed someone to talk to about this. Ok, I said. I will be honest with you. But you have to understand that this could be risky for you. You have to keep this secret. If you don't it could start a war and you would probably be one of its causalities. Are you sure you want to get involved in that? She was surprised at my response and took a few minutes to think about it. Would it help you to tell me? She asked. Yes, it would. But it could put you in danger. Danger! How? Having this knowledge could tempt you into doing something that would hurt a great many people, but it would prove very fatal to you. Are you sure you're willing to risk it just to let me get some things off my chest? I am not a gold digger, she said. I don't take things friends tell me and turn them into something to make me a buck or two. She was indignant and probably more than a little mad at me for suggesting that she was an opportunist. Don't be mad I said, I don't see that in you. But it's not like I can't be fooled. I need to tell someone and to get perspective. I just don't want to endanger you because I need a confidant, and an unscrupulous person could try to use it to their advantage. I get it, she said. So the girl is probably the daughter of someone your dad does business with. I was a little surprised by that statement. Don't look so surprised, I've heard about who your dad is and what he does. Most people down here knows that, and no it's not why I hooked up with you, but it's probably why everyone leaves you alone she said with a smirk. Ok, so you know. Are you really ready to get in the middle of that shit just to let me unburden? Yes, if it helps you. Listen I am not going to be here long. I move from place to place. I'm not sure what I am looking for but it isn't here. You and I are great, the sex is great and I don't think I have ever been able to talk to a guy as freely as we do in this short time, but this isn't a life time commitment, or at least it isn't marriage. So I am gone in a few weeks and I will take what ever you say with me, it won't go anywhere. I thought about what she had said long and hard. Worst case was that she was a liar and it would end badly for her, probably a lot of other people as well. Best case was that I would have someone to talk to about what was going on. I was selfish and decided to be honest. She is twelve, I said. She looked at me for a full minute before speaking. You mean like twelve years old? Yes I said. Please understand. It's not like I go for young girls. As a matter of fact exactly the opposite, I usually have dated older girls. But when we got to know each other, there was a connection that was undeniable. We have talked about the age difference and that one day it won't matter. Now it's insurmountable. The other issue is who her father is, and NO I will not tell you. It doesn't matter for our discussion and would only put you in more danger. But there it is. Wow that is not what I was expecting at all. I know, I feel like a perv a bit. You know. But she is still a virgin and I won't change that unless she really wants to, I would prefer to wait until she's eighteen. I have been very upfront with her about that. We have talked about dating and high school dances and Prom and stuff. She knows we can't do that stuff with me and she has to date other boys her own age. My plan is to join the Navy after graduation and she knows that too. I told her everything that V and I had talked about, all my concerns and fears as well as everything that V and I had discussed. But I can't deny the connection between us, I said. It's like the two of us have been together for many lifetimes. I can't help the way I feel about her anymore than I can keep the sun from rising tomorrow. I remember when I was twelve, she said. I usually knew what I wanted. I didn't have such a profound connection with anyone, but despite what all the adults said, I knew what I wanted. I didn't loose my virginity until I was fifteen but I did lot's of other stuff and every single time it was what I wanted to do. Anyone who says that a twelve year old doesn't know what they want is just being crazy or stupid. They knew, you knew, I knew and I am pretty sure that she knows too. That doesn't mean she won't change her mind but you have given her lots of room to do that, you have even made it easy for her to do that. I have to say I am amazed at the lengths you have gone to, to make sure that you are not taking advantage of her. Here is what I think, she said. Time will be the test. Let her set the pace and direction of what you two do. She has to finish school, you want the Navy. Long distance is very hard and if it is real then it will last. If it doesn't then you two have some very great memories about growing up. The truth of it struck me, Here was the Wisdom of Solomon coming from a stripper in the middle of fucking no where Alaska. I felt as though the universe was speaking to me and had told me what to do. I smiled and kissed her, you are the wisest person I have ever met, I said. Thank you so much. Over the next few weeks we spent as much time together as possible when we weren't working. We laughed, hiked the wilderness, fished countless streams and made love often. We talked about dreams and what we wanted from our futures; it was such a free and easy time, no stress, no strings, no troubles. While I loved Sam as a friend, I always knew that it wasn't what I had with V and Sam knew that while we may have a forever kind of connection, I wasn't what she was looking for either. Sam moved on at the end of fishing season. We exchanged what information we could and promised to keep in touch. Happily we did and over the years my friendship with Sam has proved to be a very rewarding and supportive one. She has traveled the world and lived a very unique life and although marriage and kids were never a part of it, she has never had any regrets.