At first we started off visiting the local child brothels, like other G.I.'s. But soon we were furnishing girls for them, smuggling children and finally we owned three or four such establishments. When our tour ended and we rotated back we passed our business onto a local to run for us and headed for home.

However life back home wasn't the same any more. We left and went back to civilian life and soon restarted our escapades again. We found a uniform lulled our victims into trusting us; fireman, police whatever suited our purposed. We named ourselves the Men in Blue (taking off the movie).

For this job, police was our selected role. We'd already checked out our intended victims. The Jones's had three daughters Whitney at 14, Emily at 12 and young Jenny who was 8 and really got Mr K. going.

Whitney babysat the others, and our chosen night we knew the Jones's wouldn't be home. We'd seen to that!

I knocked on the door while Mr K. pretended to be checking around the house. Whitney answered. She was tall, 5' 7" or 8" I thought. Long straight honey blonde hair and pale blue eyes. Maybe 85llbs. Slim, very pretty and sexy as fuck.

"Sorry to disturb you miss, we've had a report of a prowler. Could I speak with one of your parents?"

"They're both out officer" she replied.

"Would you mind if we checked the house?"

Unaware of what was about to happen to her, she allowed us in and showed us into the sitting room. We walked right in and I closed the door behind us.

"Well Whitney, we have a little surprise for you." I said. "We're going to have a little fun for the rest of the evening."

"What...?" she stammered......(cont)