The conversation went something like this:

"She lies on the couch and spreads her legs for me."

"What does she wear?"

"Nothing. Not a stitch."

"You must be joking!"

"No joke. She just lies there. I stare at her cunt for hours."

"How old is she?"

"Nine."

"And she doesn't care?"

"Doesn't give a shit."

"Man, I wish I had a daughter like that."

Daryl replayed the conversation in his head ten times before the day was over. As he drove home from the factory, he found his attention straying towards the young schoolgirls who lined the various bus stops he passed. Some of them were nine year's old. One of them could have been Jack Davis's daughter.

Daryl ate dinner in silence at a table set for two. As usual, his wife was running late and probably wouldn't be home for hours.

After a Simpsons repeat, Daryl logged onto the internet and downloaded some pictures of young girls. One cutie named Lena, who didn't look much older than five, had a dick in her ass. Daryl thought about that dick in Lena's ass for the next hour. What would it take to get my dick into a young girl's ass? he mused.

Daryl had neighbors. There was a family down the street with daughters. The youngest was seven, cute, friendly. She always smiled at Daryl when he was mowing the front lawn. Maybe she'd like to try some things.

Jack's mouth was flapping again the next morning by the coffee machine. Daryl edged closer to the conversation by pretending to be interested in an advertisement for a second hand car that the factory foreman had posted on the message board.

"You've got photos, Jack?"

"Too right."

"How many?"

"Hundreds."

"How did you manage to get those?"

"She posed for me."....(cont)