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 Okay, this is becoming a bit of a Prequel/Flashback.  Again...  Very,
Complicated.  So, while it's out of order, it's a study in Repetition
Compulsion.  Essentially how the cycle of abuse keeps repeating, generation
after generation...

   ;

   "Angel" (Alias)

   "Oh," I heard them, well a little girl.  First, I could tell by the
wordless vowels she must be a very little one.  A toddler, or not much
older, barely learning to talk, until I came to the fence.  "Hello."
Chainlink, but not too high.  To look over, though the tops were just
twisted, to point up like spikey sawteeth.

   They both looked up, playing in the dirt, "I'm Angel."

   "I'm Dorothy."

   "And who's this?" I can't tell, by the way her short skirt draped over
her chubby legs whether there was the bulge of a diaper underneath.

   "Dowti." She smiled, and pointed up, at the older girl.

   "Oh, this is my sister, Kelly."

   "Kewi!" She grinned, and patted her chest.  With her flat hand, not that
she truly closed her fat little fingers, except the one to point up.

   "And how old are you," I held the fence, "Kelly?" Squatted down, so my
own skirt stretched out over my thighs.  My naked buttocks in back, and
uncovered crotch, between my spread legs.  I could relax, and let the pee
trickle out right there, if I hadn't already.

   The older girl didn't even notice, but maybe I could talk them out of a
drink.  "It's hot, you got any water?"

   "Sure," she headed up the steps, alone.

   "So, Kelly."

   She looked back, from watching her sister, "Uh?"

   "You have a diaper?"

   "Diapa."

   "Yeah, diaper.  You have anything in your diaper?"

   She looked down, and tried to point.  "No daipa." Between my legs.

   "That's right!" I giggled, "I don't wear a diaper, do you?"

   "No." She grinned, lots of teeth, tiny teeth, but gaps between them. 
"Diapa."

   "Hhm!" Just her pointing, or holding out her hand.  Not between my legs,
but she looked.  Saw my naked pussy, then her sister came back with a
tumbler of ice water.

   "Hh," I got up, "Thanks." Accepted it, over the top of the fence, and
took a sip.  It cooled my lips, and tongue, even down my throat, but my
cheeks stayed nice and hot, from flashing the baby.

   "Diapa."

   "No," Dowti shook her head, "No diaper, potty.  You need to go potty?"

   "Go potty." she squatted down.  I set the glass of ice in the dirt.

   Squatting down, "You might want to pull down your underpants." I told
her, "If you're going to pee right here."

   "Come on," she took her fat little hand, but I got a nice flash of
panties first.  "Let's go potty inside." Turning to me, "She's barely
started learning."

   "Oh, I don't mind.  I pee out in the woods all the time.  In fact, I
just did, come out her to pee, then I met you."

   "Potty wite heaw." She didn't stand up, just did that little kid thing.
The magic trick, where they somehow make themselves weigh a ton, when they
don't want to come along?

   Dotty giggled, "Really?"

   "Yeah, let me drink a little more water, and I'll show you, once it has
time to trickle through."

   She giggled again, and covered her mouth.

   "Hhhhh!" I looked down, and grinned.

   Too late.  To see it soak through.  The pink crotch of her baby panties,
I wished they were white.  To look though, you know how white panties turn
clear when they're wet?  Well, instead they hung down, and darkened, but it
trickled out.  Squatted down, just like she saw me do, talking about
pissing, without any underwear.

   "Hihn!" I licked my lips, "I really could use a little more ice water."

   I stood up, and handed the glass of ice back.  So, she had to let go of
her baby sister's hand, but she missed that too.  Didn't even see the wet
spot in the grass.

   "Okay," just took the glass back to the steps, up to the porch, and in
the back door for a refill.

   Kelly squirmed, feeling the wetness, clinging to her little baby pussy.
"Uh."

   "Hm, now you're all wet!"

   "Aw wet."

   "Yeah, wet diaper."

   "Wet diapa."

   "Yeah, so you better take them off."

   She doesn't know the difference, between a diaper, and panties yet, but
she knows you have to take them off, when they get wet.  Everyone knows
that, and I got another flash of them, when she lifted her skirt to pull
them down.

   "HhH!" I showed her mine, too.  "I'm all wet too." But she dropped it.
Her skirt, looking at my pussy, and watching my fingers cover it.  Rubbing
it, and the sweaty whisps of my pubic hair, crinkling in my palm.  "You
have to wipe."

   She lifted her skirt again, and tried to look down.  At her damp puffy
little puss, but I dropped my skirt as soon as I saw the door open behind
her.

   "Uh oh." She saw her.  Sister, with the front of her skirt up.  From
behind, she couldn't see her hands.  Between her legs, playing with the
droplets of piss still clinging to her pussy lips, and her fat little
fingers getting wet in between.  "Looks like we had a little accident."

   Just her wet panties, hanging below her short skirt, and then the spot
in the grass, under her shoes.

   "Nice to meet you," she handed me the glass, "But I better take her in
to get her changed.

   "That's okay, I can wait."

   She looked back, walking her to the steps, but I dropped my skirt as
soon as I saw her hair start to turn.

   I didn't lie.  I really was starting to get wet.  I just felt it, and
smelled a little piss on my fingers, taking another sip.

   "Up," she pulled her, "Up the steps."

   "Ub de stebs!"

   "One, two, three..."

   "One two free!"

   "HhHhH!" I couldn't wait, though.  Until they're gone, getting my
chilled fingers back in there, and warming them up in my hot moist swollen
puss.  "HhnNhH!" Just leaned back in the tree, and closed my eyes.  As soon
as the door closed, but she was too busy with her sister to pay attention.
"OhHhHhN!"

   I wonder how long, it'll take to wipe her.

   "Hoh.  Yeah!"

   Put fresh dry panties on.

   "Nhm, neah!"

   And bring her back out.

   To catch me.

   Playing with myself.

   'hhhhhn!'

   Yeah.

   I might even be able to get off again.

   We'll see.

   They'll both see.

   'heah!'

   ;

   Dotty

   I thought she was, but I wasn't sure.  Kelly went down for a nap, so I
went out, and.  I don't have to watch her the whole time.  Especially when
she's asleep, but by the time I got her cleaned up, and changed, she was
sleepy, so I went back out.

   She waited, but.  Well, I looked out the window before I went out, and
she was.  "Hihin!" Playing with herself, an older girl, so I guess.  It's
okay, I mean I never done it, but.  I know girls, or I heard them.  Talk
about it, giggling, but sure enough I saw her through the window, and the
fence.  Not real good, but this time she didn't drop her skirt, like
whenever I brought her the ice water, but she had her hands in there, so I
guess she was.

   Playing with herself, I never seen that before, and though I heard of
it, the older girls didn't really say how.  You know, just like "You
didn't!"

   "Uh huh, I did!"

   That's about it, and she's cool, but.  You know, I also kind of wonder
why.  I know, it feels good silly.  I heard that too, but don't you have to
get turned on first?  I kind of wanted to go find mom's Binoculars first.
For bird watching, you know for a closer look, but if I open the door
again, she'd probably drop her skirt again, but the way I caught her,
earlier.

   You think it's the pee?  "Hihihm?" That's so.  Dirty!  But, you know,
since Kelly peed, and I caught her with her undies down, and she had her
skirt up like that, and.

   She's just 3.  Just barely 3, and I seen her put her hands down there
before but Mom said Dr.  Spock said that's okay.  Like playing with her
toes, it's how they find out what they have down there, they don't reeally
play with it, but.

   "Huh!" Right in front of her, or through the fence, so she could see it,
and now.  I could almost see her.  Playing with herself, so I was just
curious.  About that, how older girls do that, so maybe when I get older,
I'll know how.  To play with myself, but I can't really see what she's
doing.  Just where, she sure has her hands between her legs, but it's kind
of dark, or shady at least, and clear across the yard, and the fence kind
of gets in the way too.

   So, finally I worked up the nerve to go out and see.  You know what? 
She didn't stop.  Maybe cause she had her eyes closed, and I knew I
shouldn't but I was real careful not to slam the door.  Don't want to wake
kelly up either, but she couldn't see me, and I even tippy toed down the
steps, and across the yard for a closer look.

   Yeah, I bet that's it.  Watching Kelly pee, then holding her skirt up to
see her privates.  With her panties down around her legs, cause they're
wet, and I guess I was just used to it.  She's my sister, I change her all
the time, and we take showers together, I'd seen it.  But.  "Ohhhh!"

   It really turned her on.  I mean, she was red before, but now.  She was
so red, and it wasn't just from the heat.

   "HohhhHH!"

   "Hihmnmnh?" I couldn't help it, but she opened her eyes, and her hands
stopped.  "Are you playing with yourself?"

   "It just itches."

   "The hairs?" She had hairs, I just saw them

   "Yeah.  Especially when I wear underpants."

   "Is that what happened?" I just realized, "To your underpants?"

   "No," she looked down, and mumbled.  "I had a accident."

   "Oh," she did mention, that she peed.  Before she met us, but right
before that.  I think, "You wet them?"

   "Yeah, so I threw them out."

   "Then Kelly wet hers."

   "Yeah."

   "And that turned you on?"

   "Yeah?" She looked away, "So?"

   "So," I pointed, "You see that tree there?"

   "Yeah?"

   "Yeah, of you climb up it, you can get over the fence."

   "Is that what the rope is for?"

   "Well, it's a swing." I nodded, "But I can climb over the fence, too."
Without catching her sckirt on it, so she tried it.  "Ihihihn!"

   "What?" She hanged, like a monkey, and just walked hand over hand.  Like
a monkey, on the monkey bars.

   "I can see up your skirt!"

   "Yeah?  UH!" It flipped up, when she let go, and ropped down.  "So?  You
like it?"

   "Yeah, you're real hairy."

   "Yeah."

   "I never seen a girl, so hairy before."

   "You look at girls, naked a lot?"

   "No.  Not really.  Just my sister, the other girls.  You're not shy're
modest, like them."

   "No, I'm not." She grabbed me.  "Like the other girls." By the arms. 
Then she kissed me.

   "Mh!" I bit my lip.

   "You like that?"

   "Yeah." I looked up, and puckered up.  So she'd kiss me again.

   "Hm, open your mouth."

   "Okay?  Lmnh?"

   She stuck her tongue in my mouth!

   "Hihihihihm!"

   "You like that too?"

   "Yeah."

   "Come on."

   "Where?"

   "You mom, and dad home?"

   I shook my head, "Just me'n Kelly."

   "Well then," she rubbed my sides, "Lets go inside."

   "Oh, hohuhehaha!" Grabbed my butt!  "Yeah!"

   ;

   Dotty

   "So," I looked in on Kelly, "This is my room, and." Moved down, 'This is
the office." Locked, "And this is mom and dad's room."

   "Mwokay." She shrugged.

   "You wanna do it in there?"

   "I don't know.  I mean, I like you, your cool and all, but.  I don't
want to rush into sex."

   "Okay." I shrugged, "Can you show me how to play with myself?"

   "Oh!  Sure, sorry.  I just think I got the wrong idea."

   No, "It's okay," she didn't.  She's an older girl, and I like older
girls, especially all the neat stuff they get to play with, like tits, and
pubic hairs, and she's not wearing underwear, so she got on the big bed,
and put her legs up.

   I just stood back up, and kicked my shorts off.

   "So, um.  I like to.  You know, didfferent girls like different things?"
I shook my head, "Well, we do.  So, I knew one girl that liked me to lick
her butthole."

   "Hihihm!  Really?"

   "Yeah, but I'd rather go slow.  Huhh!  Like this, take my time, so I can
feel ever bit of pleasure, instead of rush through it, so I might miss
something?" I nodded, but felt the.

   "What's this?" I rubbed it.

   "This?' she felt up to her hairs, and rubbed through it.  I licked my
lips, wathing them stick up, and flip over, like it was rolling, and pushed
my fingers in like she did.

   "Nhm!" That felt good!

   "Pubis Mons," she nodded.  "It's your clitoris, really."

   "Oh, really?" I felt down.  "Oh!  Ngh!  Huh!"

   "That's intense." I nodded.  "So, it's better to rub it up here, where
it's spread out more, and not so sensitive." In her hairs, I don't got
none, but I sure feel that.

   "Hn, nit.  It feels.  Hh!"

   "I know, huh!"

   "Myeah!" I nodded, "Uh, can I get up on the bed with you?" She looked
scared.  "What?"

   "I don't think this is a good idea."

   "Well, I know.  It's naughty and all, but.  Hihihn!  I like it.  Like.
You know the kids at school call me Dotty Potty?"

   "No, but.  I'm sorry I called you that."

   "When?"

   "I mean, the Dotty part.  After your sister."

   "Oh, I don't mind but.  I am.  Naughty, you get it?"

   "Oh, instead of potty, you like Naughty, Dotty?"

   "Hm!  Yeah.  Nobody called me that." I just thought of it, "Before but.
Huh!  I am.  Naughty.  You like naughty girls, right?"

   "I like girls."

   "Oh, good.  Me too." I think.

   "But, likeisaid, we're all different, and that's what I like.  This,
especially this part, at first where we don't know eachother, because then
we get to know eachother, and it's really the best.  Huh!"

   "You're really red."

   "I'm really hot now."

   "Really?"

   "Yeah."

   "You look hot."

   "Oh, yeah!"

   "Yeah, I mean.  Sexy hot, not just.  Hot hot, but, so hot and sexy?"

   "Hm, hn?"

   "You like it?  Talking I mean." I think she does.  "Talking dirty?"

   "Mh, yeah."

   "Um, I know some dirty jokes."

   "No, just huh!  Tellme how you like, the way I look."

   "Oh yeah.  Um, you do.  Look so sexy it's making me feel hot too.  Am I
red hot, like that?"

   She nodded.

   "Huh!  you're so hot, and.  Hh," She pinched herself.  "Nh!" I tried it,
the way she pinched the bottom together?  "HhH!" It wasn't as bad as when I
touch it, but.  "Mh, hn!"

   'hH!  Hih!" Sounded allmost like hickups.

   Are you about to cum?"

   "Yeah, keep talking."

   "Huh!  Fuck."

   "Ngh!"

   "Yeah, fuck that pussy.  Nh!"

   "Hihn!"

   "Faster, faster!

   pt pT Pt!  I guess, I'll just make up some way to spell it, but now her
finger was fucking in and out so fast, she patted herself.  "Hh!  Closh,
snH!  Huh!"

   "Faster, and harder!  Yeah, fuck the hell out of that finger!"

   "Ah, AHHH!  HahHIHhHH!" She didn't stop, but she slowed down.  "Oh! 
Ohhhhhhhh!" Turned, and twisted, squirmed, and just moaned right there on
the bed.  So mom and dads cumforter twisted up, but I didn't care.  I had
to, get on the bed with her.  My knees kept going weak, and I felt like I
was about to fall, and that was even more exciting, so I just let myself
fall over on the corner.

   "HiEIHN!" Was that me?  "IEHN!" I was squeeling, but I couldn't stop. 
"NEIHHHHH!" It was just like, the first time I tuched it.  Just then, but
now I liked it, and rubbed my finger in and out as fast as I could. 
"EIIIIIIIIIIIIHN!"

   "Dwoty?"

   "Hhhhhh!" I stopped.

   "Aw you awite?"

   "Nhmmmmmmm?" I squirmed, and fell off, but it was too late.

   "She's fine, Kelly."

   "Dowty, Dowty!"

   "Nh!  No, Kelly.  It's fine.  Huh!  Hhi'm fine.  Really.  Hn!" I kept
squeezing inside.  "I just, hun.  Nh?  Iwas just.  Huh!"

   "She was just tickling herself.  Did she wake you up?"

   "I hewd hew, squeaming."

   "Come come.  You thirsty?  Let her catch her breath."

   "I went pawdy."

   "Good good."

   "I want juth bawks."

   "Okay, lets get you a juice box."

   She closed the door.

   "Whew!" Curled up, on the floor.  I just waited until I stopped
shivering, but I didn't feel cold, at all.  I felt something, like a knot
inside, and it kept squeezing tighter, and relaxing, but finally it died
down.  Until I could barely feel it, my heart beat so much louder, but soon
that calmed down too.

   They were right, though.  That does feel really good!

   ;

   Angela

   "Good." She just kicked, and sucked applejuice through the straw.

   I'm relieved.  For a while there I was worried, especially after I just
fucked off, outside.  You know, from flashing her, and seeing her touch
herself?  I even imagined her reaching through the fence, but now, I'm not
so sure.

   And that's a good thing, I passed the test.  I was afraid I might do
something to her, but here she is, just finishing her juice box, and i just
washed my hands, in the sink.

   "Wow!" Her sister came out.  "That was, so.  Good?" She looked at her
sister, "Uh, Kelly?  Why don't you go out and play."

   "Okay, Dawdy."

   "She just can't say Dorothy."

   "I know, I get it.  I have a little brother too, and for years people
though my name was Amelia, or Emily, cause he couldn't say Angel."

   "It's a pretty name."

   I covered my smile.  "Thanks."

   "You're really pretty too."

   "Look I.  Huh, I have to tell you.  I'm not gay, or anything.  I've just
got issues, with relationships okay?"

   "You're autistic."

   "What?  No!  I'm.  What would make you think that?"

   "Oh, sorry." She shook her head, "I thought.  Cause you don't like to be
touched, or.  Huh.  I'm sorry.  No offense."

   "None taken, but." She looked out the window, "Is Kelly?"

   "We think so.  I mean, I don't know, just what the doctors say, it could
be a bunch of things, but that's one of them.  Since she doesn't like to be
touched, or.  Have any friends.  But me, I mean, I'm her sister, but." She
tilted her head.  "She likes you."

   "Yeah," I shrugged, "I'm great with kids."

   "Well.  I'm not.  A kid really, I mean I know I'm little for my age,
but. I'm eleven." She nodded.

   "Oh, really."

   "No, serious.  Mom's petite too, she says were all late bloomers, and we
stop early too, so none of us grow up all that big.  Aunt Kelly, and
grandma Jeanne too."

   "Oh, huh.  So, you're in 4th 5th grade?"

   "Going into fifth grade, after summer."

   "Oh cool.  I'm going into Jr High." I rolled my eyes, "Finally.  I'm
thirteen, but I got held back, for fighting."

   "At school?"

   "Yeah, I go to the special school." The "Lawton?" Foundation.

   "That's like special classes?"

   "Yeah, but the whole school."

   "Oh, I was going to go to special classes, but I'm still mainstream."

   "You're lucky.  It's a trap, so stay out of there, or you'll be stuck in
them until you drop out."

   "Oh, really?"

   "Yeah, they talk about going mainstream again, but I never seen it
happen."

   "Uhm, can I kiss you?" She looked down.  "Again.  I know you don't, like
it but.  My mom'll be back soon, and I want to kiss you goodbye, before she
gets back."

   "Well?" I waited.  "Yeah.  Go ahead."

   "Oh, sorry." She just gave e a quick kiss, on the lips.  "I'm just
nervous."

   "It's okay.  You want me to leave?"

   "No, you can stay, I just don't want to kiss you, in front of her."

   "Well, I should probably take off, anyway."

   "Okay, um.  Thanks."

   "Don't mention it."

   "Oh I won't."

   "Good."

   I let myself out, the front door, and walked down to the corner.

   "Whew!" Sever, and Powell, so I turned, and started heading back.  Not
like I have to get back, before dark, but it is clear across town, so it is
a long walk.

   I better not go back.  For one thing, she's kind of clingy?  I don't
know, maybe that's the word, but girls get emotional, when we have sex, or
even just masturbating.  In front of eachother, but I did it!  I totally
could have touched her, little sister, i had no idea.  Well, i stopped,
when she shrank back, before I took her hand, and her sister told me she
doesn't like to be touched, but.

   "Huh!"

   I didn't want to, and I'm a little proud of myself.  I even thought
about it, but I wasn't really interested.  She's too little, i just don't
know what I like yet.  I mean girls, even naughty girls like Dotty, but
maybe I even picked up on it a little.  There was something wrong, with
them.  Both of them, the little one is so little, you don't expect them to
talk much, or all that well, but.  It's just hard to tell that apart, from
it just being wrong.  The whole thing, walking around, and thinking about
all the stuff I shouldn't be doing, because it's wrong, and I never want to
make a girl feel like I did, but i can't stop thinking about it.

   But I could have molested her, she even wanted to get in bed with me,
and touch me, but I didn't let her.  Maybe because there's something a
little off, and maybe just because I know it's fucked up, but I controlled
myself.

   And that's the best feeling ever.  Really, I'm not just saying that
because I got off, like 3 times, and I still feel it, but the relief of
being tempted, and even having such a good chance, but still I didn't do
it.

   And scratch toddlers off the list.  I really was worried about that, for
a while, but even if she wasn't Autistic, she's not old enough.  None of
them are, yeah I saw her pussy, and flashed her, and got off on it, but
really I was thinking about her sister the whole time.

   Because she's like a person, that's it.  I'm sure of it now, Kelly is
more like an animal, that might grow up into a person some day, but until
then it's like touching a doll, or a chicken.

   "Hihim!" I mean like a raw chicken from the grociery store, it's not
sexy, because you can't talk to her.  What's the use, she won't understand,
and can't really talk back.  So, that's good.  I just wish I could find
another woman.

   That's my problem, I liked Millie, but she loved me, way too quick, and
I know what that's all about.  She's just too much like mom, and what with
her daughter, picking mom over me, that just made me feel ugly, and thrown
out like a used up piece of trash, even if I didn't love her, it's too bad
that didn't work out, because how in the hell am I ever going to find
another woman, who likes me, and doesn't remind me too much of my mother,
without getting in these situations where I'm scared I'll do something
stupid and wrong.

   So, keep looking, but I think I'm leaning.  No kids, that's a total
nono. Not a mother, even if she has sons, I don't know if that would stop
me forever if I saw them all the time, but now I know I'm in the right
place.  Yeah, the foundation is like a jail, but it's not because I feel as
if I need to be punished for what I've done.  Okay, I lucked out so far,
that I didn't totally ruin my first real girl.  Friend, and she's really
helping mom cope with her problems, but.

   "Huh!" If I was in mainstream.  I'm sure that would be just too much. 
They're all, wrong.  Wrong enough at least that when i get to know them,
I'm not tempted any ore, so stick to that.  Who they are is what's
important, not what's between their legs, no matter how sexy they look, or
interested in me, i think they may be, I really need to not fool myself
with wishful thinking.

   I know, better than even mom how bad that can get, but at least she's
started thinking about it.

   "Huh!" I'm just so lonely.

   ;

   Dorothy (I'm just not going to point out the obvious allusion here.)

   She got up, I tried to keep quiet.  I know, I squeel a lot, when I play
with myself.

   "Huh!" I stopped.  "Go back to bed, Kelly."

   "Dawpa."

   "Huh!" I got up.  I know what that means, she's still confused, but. 
Sure enough, she wet the bed.  "Tch tch tch!"

   "Nh, hnm!"

   "Kelly!" I looked back, "Stop that?"

   "Whaw?"

   "It's dirty!" She pulled her hand out of her wet panties.

   "Whaw?"

   "You just peed?"

   I looked away, when she stuck her fingers in her mouth.

   "Ugh!" I just stripped off the sheet.  Bundled up the quilt in it, but
the pillow was dry.  And the pillow case, but she followed me in the
laundry room.

   "Mh, mn!"

   Kept touching herself, and sucking her fingers.  Her piss, off her
fingers.

   "Hh, take them off."

   She just nodded.  Looked at me, still sucking the piss on her fingers,
and blinked.

   "Your undies?"

   "Dwbew!" She didn't even take them out of her mouth.

   "Huh!" I give up, "Then take off your Diaper."

   "Ogey, Dawdy!" She nodded.

   "Huh!"

   I wasn't thinking about her.  My little sister, she's such a pain, but I
have to watch her, and I barely got a second to myself while she took a
nap, to think about Angel.

   If that's her real name.  I don't care, ever since she came by and.  You
know, she looked at her.  And showed me how to play with myself, and it was
just that once, but I miss her.  I wish she let me touch her, and she
kissed me, but now I wish I had a chance to kiss her, between her legs, and
I'm still so horny, and Kelly's starting to play with her piss.  Because of
what Angie did, I didn't even realize, until she left.

   She didn't have any underwear.  I couldn't see, until she came inside,
and got on mom, and dad's bed, but.

   She watched her.  Through the fence, sent me in for ice water, and when
she came back.  She was playing with herself, and somehow talked Kelly into
pulling down her underwear.

   "Snh?"

   It got all over my fingers, and it smells filthy, but.

   She likes it.  Looking up at me, still sucking her fingers.

   "Huh!  Ew!" It tastes gross too, and I feel like I have to pee, but that
ain't it.

   I'm still horny.  And here she is half naked, and I know it's wrong. 
Not a little naughty, I mean the worst kind.

   "Hm!" She nodded, and shut her eyes.  I didn't, touch her.  Of course
not, she's my sister, and she doesn't like to be touched.  "HhHhH!" I shook
my head, but my fingers were wet, and I was still wet, and she was watching
me, feel inside my underwear.

   "Dawpa." Her little sausage fingers curl up.  The way she tries to
point, at my hand, in my moist panties.  "No dawpa." They were wet, it's
just spit.  She had to have sucked all the piss off them, but it was so
dirty, and she stopped touching her pubis mons.

   That's what Angel called it, and of course she didn't have a single hair
on it, but she looks so soft, and fat, and, wet.

   "HhHhH!"

   I leaned up against the drier.

   "HhHhH!"

   "Dirdy." She said a new word.  "Dawdy dirdy."

   "HIHNNNNH!" I fell down.  Banged up my knee really bad but it was too
late.  My fingers shook, so hard, and pinching it shut like that.  "HAIGH!"
I just shook on the floor, curled up, and it was cold, and felt so good,
and so bad, and hurt, and "AIGHNNNNH!"

   "Kewy dirdy."

   She nodded, playing with herself.  Not just touching herself, I saw her
finger.  Slip inside.

   "Nhm."

   It's all my fault.  I taught her, she has to wipe, after she peed. 
Potty training, and she's still learning.  The difference between
underpants, and a diaper.  She's so stupid, and retarded, but she's right.

   it's so dirty, I just can't help myself.

   "Dawdy tikow."

   That's what she called it.  Angel told her, I was tickling myself.

   "Whew!" I got up, panting.  She doesn't like tickling, me neither
really. Of course, that wasn't what I was doing, and I tried not to squeel
too loud.  To wake her up, but I couldn't help it.

   "Come on, let's get you a bath."

   Now she was doing it too.

   ;

   Riley {Miley Cyris - Wrecking Ball (Bangerz)}

   "Hihim hihimn!" I don't know all the words, but I like her.  Hannah
Montana, only all grown up.  She cut her hair, and got braces, I guess. 
Her teeth are straight now, so she's so pretty.

   My momma, don't like her.  She says she's a bad influence, lets me watch
iCarly, says Miranda Cosgrove is a better role model, but.  I don't like
her.

   "Nhm?" She was hiding, behind a bush.

   "Oh, your bleeding."

   Or Sam.  "Yeah."

   "Uhm," I remember, "Dorothy?" I think I kinda like Carly's friend.  Sam.

   "Huh, you know me?"

   "You usta go to my church." She sat up, and sucked her fingers.  "Smp!
Huh!  Sorry.  I was in the middle of something."

   "You hurt your knee." It was scabby.  I smiled.

   "You stopped going."

   "To church?" I nodded.  She frowned.  "What?"

   "Did something happen, at church?"

   I looked away.

   "You left, right after the youth pastor."

   "Nh?" I nodded.

   "Oh, I'm sorry.  It's okay, I'm not going to hurt you."

   "Hihn?  He." He did.

   "Oh, come here."

   Back behind the bush.

   "It doesn't have to hurt, you know."

   I shook my head.

   "Huh!  That's what.  I was doing, when you caught me.  You won't tell
anyone, will you?"

   "He said, it was a secret."

   "Well, you don't have to keep any secrets, you don't want to."

   "Did you break it?"

   "Not yet."

   "It doesn't hurt?"

   "No, it.  Huh!  It feels really good.  Whenever I'm feeling sad, or
lonely, or scared.  I just have to touch it, to feel better."

   "When I busted my toe, my mommy kissed it."

   "Did that make it feel better?"

   I shook my head.

   "Oh, it's all right." She patted my head.  "There there, just let it
out."

   "Huh!" She felt funny.  Squishy, and I wiped my face on her shirt.

   "Snh!" I saw it, "Oh, sorry." Left a little snot on it.  "Uh," tried to
wipe it off.

   "Huhhhhh!"

   She closed her eyes again, and licked her lips.  "Lmh?  It's okay, I
like it."

   I giggled, "Boogers?"

   "No." She looked at me, and her eyes were so big, and so close.  "When
you touch me." She held my hand.  "Here." On her shirt.

   "Huh, I do feel a little better." I squeezed it.

   "Yeah, me too." She kissed me, and that felt better too.

   ;

   Naughty Girl {Eurythmics (Best of) "Here comes the Rain Again."}

   I didn't hurt her.  She woke up, screaming, so I stopped.  Touching her
before mommy came in to see what's wrong.

   "She woke up screaming."

   She doesn't like being touched, but she was dry.

   "Pawdee."

   I shook my head, but Riley.

   She's different.  She's not like the other girls, either.  She likes it,
when I touch her.  She touches me too, and she can talk.

   Kelly can't talk.

   "Hihn!"

   I better stop, before she can.  Say something, she's my sister, and, she
doesn't like it.  I can't help it, I have to pee, but instead of getting up
on the toilet, I got down.  In the tub, and pulled my Pjs down.

   I just missed her, so much.  She was gone, and I never saw her again,
but if I bed over.

   "HhHhH!" It's wo warm.  Squeezing it together, pinching it with my
fingers, between my legs.  So it trickles, and tickles out.

   "HhHhH!" And down my legs, warm and wet, like blood.

   Finally, the blood.

   It makes me wet.

   She's not a virgin.  Riley I mean.  She likes Miley Cyris, and she's got
a Hannah Montana watch, but she can't see her.  Any more, sure she watches
the old shows, reruns, but she grew up, changed, and.

   I even liked her braces.  Angel's I mean.  They sparkled, when she
talked.  She covered her smile, and kept her mouth shut, but Riley didn't.
Have them, braces, she's not old enough.  Why she wants all those wires,
and rubberbands in her teeth, but I can just imagine, that would hurt.

   "NM!" I covered my mouth, but it doesn't hurt.  Just the first time, I
got that out of the way, but I wasn't bleeding from that.  "MhnhnhH!"

   Try not to squeel, too loud, it stopped.  A couple days ago.  The
bleeding, I even feel a little prickle.  Poking out, and tickle it.  With
my wet fingers, that does hurt a little, but I can't kiss it, and make it
better.

   She didn't mind, she smiled, and giggled.  Licked her lips, and my lips.
Red, like lipstick, but she healed too.  I couldn't feel it.  "HhHihnm? 
SNH!"

   I can smell it, the pee on my fingers, but at least I don't taste it. 
It's gross, too, but I like the tingles on my tongue.  Like wen you get a
cut, and suck on it?  Yeah, but she didn't even have a scab in there.  I
couldn't feel it, I missed it, I remember her at church, and she was.  I
don't know, kind of sad an mopey, I thought she was lonely, but really she
was hurt inside.

   Bad old man, hurting her.

   "MRHEEEEE!!"

   I can't help it, but it sounds like Screaming.  "MHREEEE!"

   She woke up screaming, because I touched her.  I thought, cause she was
asleep, she wouldn't mind, but I didn't hurt her.  She just doesn't like to
be touched, like Riley.

   She likes it now, and it didn't hurt.  It was just my period, and she
kissed it anyway.

   It did feel better.

   "Hihn!" I shivered, and let my mouth go.  To breathe, gasped for air
while I took of my pajama bottoms.  "Hihn hihn hihn!"

   They were wet anyway, so I threw them out.  On the floor, I can wash
them later, but I better unbutton the top.  Before the water gets up here,
but that off I just lay back, and felt it.

   "Hhhhhh!" Between my feet, warm and wet.  Running up between my legs,
and washing away the pee.

   I'm still horny, anyway, and it's soaking up my back now.  Around my
shoulders, making my hair feel heavy, and float back.

   "HihhhhhH!"

   Hold my breath, so I don't squeel.

   Like a scream, I like it, but mom might hear me.  Even over the water
running.  Between my legs, and lapping up in little waved form my legs
squeezing.  And flopping out so the water splashes back between my legs,
and my chest is still dry, and my fingers are wet.  Slipping over my
nipples, and the hot swells under them.

   I'm growing up.  Finally, I have something to play with, they're only
going to get bigger, and bigger, but finally the water's up, over my ears.

   So I can hear it, running through my toes like thunder.  A stom, and
lightning flashing up my body to dance up my fingers.

   "HihhhhHHHN!"

   I take another breath, as the water covers my chin.  Hold my nose, but
now I can scream all I like.

   I don't have to hold back, just keep the water out of my nose.

   "AGHGHGHGHLH!"

   Nothing come out, but bubbles.

   .

   .
:

   Riley

   I just closed my eyes, felt my wet hair, wash down my back.  The warm
water spattering my face, and remembered.

   Her.

   "Siph!"

   She showed me.  "I know one way, to wash away the blood."

   I had to close my eyes.

   "MHM!" Hold my lips tight, but.

   "You like it."

   I shook my head, but it was gross.  Maybe not as gross as the blood,
but. "I'm all wet."

   I tasted it in there.

   "Huh!  Huh huh huh!"

   I couldn't breathe, but she made me kiss it.  She touched me, like this,
and "Ohhhh!"

   It does feel good.  So much better, like she said all I have to do. 
When I'm alone, and I feel scared it touch it.

   It's not the same as.  "Nh!"

   "Don't think about it." she said, "Don't think about him, and ruin it.
I'm not going to hurt you, and you'll learn to enjoy it."

   "Ngh!" She's right.  "Ngh hihn!" I am, learning to enjoy it.

   It was nasty at first, but like the pee, washed away the blood.  Then my
spit, wiped away the piss, so all I could taste was her.

   It was just so dirty, it soaked my hair, and I came home so gritty, but
now the mud was wahing down the drain, and I banged my knees.

   In the tub, they didn't bust open, but it still hurt.

   "NGHMMMMM!"

   I just have to keep touching it.  To wash all the pain away.  It hurts
at first, but then it felt better, and better.

   "Nhahahahah!"

   I feel better.

   "Hah!"

   So much better.

   I just need to lay down.

   Feel it washing up and down my body like waves.

   Even as the shower washes the blood down the drain.

   I can hair it, chuckling down, and my hair got caught in it, but I
pulled it out.

   It on hurts a little while.

   Now it feels good.

   "You look like a dyke."

   The boys teased her.

   "Good," she said.  Brushed the bottom of her hair.  Back over the
stubble, and tucked it behind her ear.  "You like it?"

   "Like Miley."

   She doesn't really look like her.

   She looks like Dori.

   "HhHhH!"

   I'm so lucky I found her.

   ;

   {At some point, the allusions, and aliases just start to pile up.  In my
head, sorry.  Finding Dori, played by Ellen DeGeneres.  My mom called her
"Ellen Degenerate," until I came out.

   She didn't mean to offend me, with the things she used to say.  She
learned, that you don't have to try to offend, you have to try not to. 
Like associating with a similar name, a similar face, when you're looking
for role models.

   There are no good ones, I'll just go ahead and point my finger at the
Men.  They want to see role Models like Miley, then shame her for being a
"Slut." Because that's bad, right?  We don't really want to see that.  Of
course not, it's disgusting, isn't it?

   I guess they're just a little slow.  Denial is retarded.  Literally.  it
holds us back, and especially hold back girls, who can't understand because
of mixed signals.  Unfortunately, that only leaves bad role-models, and
girls vulnerable to sexual predators.

   Of course, the men, who want to read about incestuous daughters, and
sisters didn't intend that.  They become confused, and vulnerable to sexual
predators.

   No, of course not.  So, I'll leave the boys out of this.  I wouldn't
want you to get turned off.}