Peace is found in small amounts
I’ve been compelled to share this for some time, but no one really knows anything such as this. My family was a family of soldiers in a time where the military wasn’t always well considered. Dad was known as a snitch and mom was adamant about keeping the peace while dad was around. We were constantly moving around and my two brothers and me were taught how to live as the new children in town. I’ve always felt like an outsider, and as when I was 18 I got married, I was evicted from my home. My new wife was a student in the senior year of high school with a boy she barely knew was a true trooper. I was able to stay in the right direction and focused for a few months. 3 months after our wedding, we discovered that we were expecting a baby girl, 12 mos after that we split and I was not to be seen. I resisted telling myself that I was not the person to be living that way and was found 10 years later in a hotel room with two kg of cocaine and one pound. of meth and Marshall’s of the United States on my a$$. I was on my own with having a deadline to meet and I knew it was the right time to change my ways. I’d not had contact with my family since my departure and with reasons that were legitimate. I had not only left my family, but I also left an unfinished trail of broken friendships, promises and bones to follow. In the motel, I recalled a friend I knew that was from the old town of steel in Pennsylvania. The steel industry ceased operations long ago along with coal mines decades before, so I thought that it would be the ideal location to retreat until the temperatures cooled down. I called him and he asked me to to stay for a while and chores in the home. I made my drop and threw my body in the truck to Pa.
My visit to my cousins was confronted with the realization that this wasn’t a holiday hotspot. The people were tough and chilly. I stayed away from the world and when I was getting out of hand with my cousins, he revealed his secrets. He was in a relationship with an even smaller woman who was living up to the mountain. She was divorced and had three children. He was thinking of abandoning his wife in favor of the woman and was in need of assistance in repairing her home. I sat down with him and we travelled to the bleak region within the Pennsylvania mountains. The day I arrived in that tiny community of shitholes, my life was transformed and I’m here to share my story with you. My journey was to take an abrupt turn on a road like none I’d ever thought I would experience.
There was snow on the ground day in February when my cousin drove me up to the mountains. during the trip, I heard him tell me about his girlfriend. The girl aged aged 32 years old and had been married straight out of high school to a shady local man. They had three children two girls and one boy. After divorce, she lived in a broken mobile home. She was the most thrilling romantic partner he’d ever had. This isn’t a lot considering that he got married to her high school love, and neither of them missed a Sunday or Wednesday on the same day at the Pentecostal church. We arrived an hour after and I told them that the place was in need of gasoline and a match. I was shocked by the conditions these inhabitants were living. We walked up to the entrance and walked inside. I immediately saw three grimy-looking men smoking marijuana and not a fan of our presence. In my view, the inside was much worse that the exterior. There’s even an old hound dog that was lying on the floor, which is accompanied by the scent of a wet dog. My cousin is now in his 50s, and awed by love, but it did not take me more than 30 seconds to realize that this fashion was redneck. After calling her on a dozen occasions, she is snorting in the hall in an robe with a man in the background. She is curious about what the reason is for my cousins to be there. after reminding her that we’re in the area to repair the trailer, she informs him that she doesn’t think she wants it fixed or us to be there. They argue for five minutes before finally introducing us to one another. I excuse myself and begin to think about how I can improve the situation in this shithole. While I’m looking around, I see the rifraft begins to clear and the situation seems to be becoming more normal. It’s around 230. I’ve mentioned that she has children and that it was about time to return to home after school. I’m asking for the ladder so that I can look up at the roof after the school bus pulls up on the street. 2 children get off one boy who is at around eight and a pretty girl who is around 10-ish. The little boy runs right to the step ladder, climbs high and inquires about what I’m doing. I explain to him, and I ask him to go fishing. I chuckle and reply with a yes. His Mom calls him. Now I’m on this roof. I’m trying to figure out a strategy as well as a couple of school buses that drop off children when I spot another going down the street. I’m not paying any attention, but when it comes to a stop out front, I am reminded of my cousin’s girlfriend who has three children. On that worn out trailer’s roof, I glance and down at the school bus and notice the most perfect bus I’ve ever seen. It was 5 feet 90 pounds. Brown hair, blue jeans, the flannel shirt, boots and a sweater. While walking along, I noticed her wiggle in her step and that her boots were two sizes too large. OMG! As she gets closer, my heart is pounding my cock is bursting into life. I am in awe. She smiles at me and hugs me before stepping inside. Fuck Me! This model is one of her high school daughters. She’s probably an older woman looking like this. It was nice to look at more. I’m sure she’s not allowed, but perhaps she’s close to 18 years old. We’re in the middle of nowhere. I rush down with a new perspective. Heck yeah, I can repair this problem. Hell yeah, I can begin immediately and I’m going to meet this gorgeous lady! Fuck me!! !
When I enter the trailer, I’m a bit giddy as I realize that I’m in my 30s, and the girl is probably at a minimum 17. years old. I notice that her girlfriend had a bath and looks pretty good as did the 2 younger children had finished their homework and wanted to go out. They bundled up, and I was struck by how beautiful the young girl looked and heard how their elder sister had gone to visit a friend. After my dismay, I give them my suggestions and go back to the town. My cousin wants to know what I think of it and I’m honest and tell him to get an apartment. He asks me what you think of the family. I keep it simple and tell them they’re fine. I inquire about the men as well as the husband, and then the children. He said the boy is seven, Henry. He also said he’s in need of a man figure. Margaret the girl who is is 9 and has issues with anger and the oldest Summer she’s a nice child, doesn’t like him as his time is taken away from her and her mom. She’s mature and believes she’s a grown-up. I told her she’s beautiful. How do you know how old she is? When he said she’s 11, my heart dropped. 11 fucking years old? Fuck me!! I can’t believe it. I was shocked and embarrassed by my thoughts. I was on the drive home thinking that I’ve been here for almost two years in hiding, never engaging in any sort of dating, drug or alcohol, and look what I consider to be my angel. She’s 11. years old. The next issue I notice is that my friend’s cousin asks me to can hear him.
I’m asking you. Heck, I’m getting distracted by the 6th grader. I break free and sit back to listen. He claims he knows that those who aren’t doing anything is feeding the drug addiction and if they could find some help to help her, he can get off the riff boat. In the event of a moment of bad judgment, I inform him that I’ll be able to help. One week later, we were involved in meth industry. I explained to him what to do and what to do. Don’t trust anyone and never deal with women. Then fast forward four months and you’re ready to launch the trailer. My girlfriend is down forty pounds and more. My two younger children are wild and the summer is destroying me. Mom wants to get some of my 9 inch cock but I’m not at all. Chic was spinning. It was like a rabbit fucking around And my friend is losing the battle. He’s juggling families while his wife is swooning over me. She keeps smacking my cousin and fighting my desire to have summer. Now it’s season and I’m slacking my tummy off while cuz loses his mind. He’s cruel and. Spun damn fuck out. Girlfriend is begging for cock, and I’m tired of everyone scoring while I fix an utter mess. I’m now in close proximity to the three children, and mom is the town’s whore. She is aware of the things I’m doing and yells at me. Fuck! I say no and explain to her that I’m not doing that. After she’s made me feel guilty, I guess that it’s my turn. I told her that she’s dumb for doing that in this town that is broken and suggested she consider an online cam show. I’m giving her my opinion. You’re giving away your time, and you need to be compensated. She could be the town’s Gang bang whore and send pictures to all the swinging dicks, but she is a bit shy with cameras. What now. In the meantime, I’m not just re-building an old mobile home. I’m also taking care of babies and coaching an obnoxious woman. While cuz keeps me from his lust since I’m what she’s talking about. Cuz decides that I’m interested in his girl and he realizes that the trailer isn’t a good fit to be a place for them when I’m on the inside, so he leases her a home back in town and promises to send the kids to school each day 45 minutes. away. Now all these moms have spun their fucks out, and I’m the one going to school with these kids at work, and waiting for my cuz to deliver me stuff. I’d be able to get only half of what I require about 1to 2 2 o’clock, at the earliest. It’s a pain, right? Moma and cuz had the habit of arriving at around 8 each night, which meant the kids had to leave school early and I was forced to think about out what to eat and do homework. I also have the opportunity to meet a 12-year-old years old. They were different from any twelve year old I have ever met. They talked and flirted with each other while I remained an adult. The adult who is keeps twirling around in the night, thinking of these girls. Now it’s springtime and it’s time for Spring dance. Summer is in need of a dress and she is excited about her first dance. Mom however is concerned about the expense and logistical challenges for getting there. It’s clear that I’m a pawn in her hands and I’m willing to go with the shopping trip and purchase an outfit. After that, I’ll pick her to the park and hang out until the time comes to end. Summer asked me to chaperone, but it’s way too later in the year to be cleared. Therefore, I’ll remain in town until after. Shopping day is upon us and my mom demands that I go with all three children. We start with the dress, and then the smaller kids pick out boots and a few other toys. We locate a red dress as well as cute flat shoes. We then eat dinner, and take them back home. Mom is furious because I have spoilt them. Later, the two girls present me with their outfits. Wow! My god I done good. Her mom calls me a sexy and sours her feelings the next day, summer has her first period, and it’s me who picks her off from school. We discuss the years of growing up, and she tells me that her mom advised her on the right thing to do. She gifted this gorgeous 12-year-old year old a box full of Tampons and an six” Dildo to alleviate low moods. Wtf?! So, to assist my friend, I pack up the kids and head for the salon. I buy her a manicure. Nails hair messages throughout the experience. Today, I’m loving this child as well as her peers, but I’m able to keep going even as others are trying to figure me out. The dance night was filled with excitement while getting prepared. I washed my truck and washed it but by the time that my girl was done the stairs, I was done. She was just a princess. I then take her in my arms and we head off. I open the door, and she slithers inside. Are you wearing those clothes? Yes don’t tell mommy. You won’t, but don’t get involved in a shit with a guy. I get in and on we go. On the way, I feel her anxiety and try to calm her. She says she’d like to could have been there. I had taught her to dance just a few days prior, but she was shy. I encouraged her to do a an enjoyable flirt dance while letting the guys look at her thongs. She laughed and I took her off. The dance was scheduled to conclude with 11 but around 930 I get a phone call asking me to come and collect her. I inquire if everything is fine and she’s exhausted. Then I go to school, go through the entrance and find my daughter laughing with her peers. I ask her if she’s okay and say hello to her classmates. As we head out. I am able to open the door of my truck and she slithers in. I can see her little tummy and smile, not even uttering anything. I leap up into the car and see red thongs sitting on my seat. wtf! I don’t pay attention and just sit directly on them. We chat and I can see that she is angry. Why? What’s the matter with the panties that are under my arm and the lady with an attitude? I ask her what she did for fun. I inquired why she left so early. Then I’m being a good adult and she glances straight to me, and she says. I’d like you to come with me in and have a chat with you. I’m frightened. She says, but you didn’t even realize. I’m playing dumb, but I’m a mess. I tell baby you’re too young, she says she’s not and says she likes me. Don’t get mad. Now I’m crying, no not even my cock is smelling that insanity. I tell her I need to shut the trailer. I convince her to stay behind me.
Before I could turn on my lights on, my tiny daughter was dressed in a bikini and wanting to show off. Her petite body was a perfect blend between a young girl and a lil woman. The panties somehow fell off and she put them back on and I shattered right there. I grabbed her by the waist and turned her upside down before burying my tongue into her ins. As soon as she was done, she put her thigh into my pant and pulled my cock out. I’m not able to tell you the number of times she visited and I fought that tangle over. We danced and I had a snack of pissy. Up to 11 midnight, I was in heaven. God the damned thing was as perfectly wet and dry as have ever witnessed. The drive home was a risk to say the most. I was lying on my back on my back under me. I was trying to bring her back home. Around 10- minutes later, I told her we must stop and get it all together. I’m not sure how, but we must stop. I’m a 12 year older middle school girl. Her red thongs lie lying on the floor in the trailer, and I’m telling her that we must behave. Then I pick her up and then go to my cousin’s house, which is less than one block away. Whew! The next day, I woke up early and headed out to collect the evidence. To follow.
After a night spent at the trailer, I felt a little fucked up to be honest. I’m ashamed of myself, yet I was looking forward to more. I am with my cousin, and he’s asking for the dance to end in tears, what happens should I do if I speak up or what’s she telling her mom, and what if our stories do not correspond. I am ready to go and drag my an ass to the site that the murder took place. I. believe it smelled sexual activity when I entered and there were those Thongs. I snatched them up and then they landed on my nostrils. Let me tell you that I jerked off more than I ever did before. I was certain that I was finished. I’ll never be same. I was aware of the dangers ahead but maybe I could have a conversation with her now and not talk to her before it crashed down.
When I am back, my cousin calls me and requests me to go to her apartment. I arrive and are joined by the grandparents and the wife of the cousins enjoying a great time. The grandma is an interior designer and would like to help. When I get there, Summer is running across the step. As I stand there, she burst across the room. I swear for 24 days she was a 7th grade little girl to a goddess. Boy shorts with the ass out, and her tummy was eating all the rest. I’m not paying attention as her family is causing her the axe. Grandma is looking over at me. I realize I’m getting into trouble. But I’m holding my own up until Summer grasps my hand and says that I have to speak to you. Then to down to the basement. As I climbed the bottom of the steps, I was smacking my finger into her thigh and another on her armpit. She was pounding me like a real freak. I’m telling her no, and she’s telling me to and go! It was insane. I couldn’t resist myself from. In one hand, I have two fingers in her tummy and 2 fingers getting into that sexy. She kept coming over and over. The feckels and sweat in her nostrils were infuriating me. I did mention that mom’s grandma and grandpa up there thinking, what the hell are they doing? This isn’t a sloppy man, and I knew the possibilities, but this little troll was in it. I tried to stop her from getting her to see the big picture but she took off right on my body. Then I finally make it into the seat in the basement that is not finished and she put her legs on my shoulders. That perfect tummy was right in my face. I slid my mouth wide and swung into. This was the best thing that has ever happened to me to the moment. Fuck me! Continue to follow.
I finally have control over Summer and it might have helped me save my freedom. Mom is walking through the basement’s doors from the outside. I caught a glimpse of her and attracted Summers interest. I’m guessing that’s the case. We’re summoned back upstairs to the look of my friends. My peers are her family. The family is told to take her upstairs, and I’m told that she’s too much for her mom at the moment and that her kids will go to their grandparents. I thought to myself, after going through down in the basement: Have a good time! And what else does mom do? Fuck and get high the married man. Oh yes, we have a new boyfriend to join the fun.
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