Date: Sat, 16 Sep 2023 08:35:50 -0600
From: Ocelot <fullmetalocelot12@gmail.com>
Subject: Dawn Grows Up Chapter 17

Dawn Grows Up Chapter 17

	Hey everyone, let's get through the necessary stuff so we can get
to the good stuff.  This is possibly a work of fiction, and depicts sexual
scenes between an adult and minors. If this is offensive or illegal or
whatever, you can leave now.  If you stay, get naked and enjoy.  Also,
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	Also, before we begin, this story brings the characters of Ashton
and Noah into the story.  They are from the series "Ashton and Noah" in the
gay/adult-youth section.  If gay sex isn't your thing, you can skip the sex
scenes, but feel free to read the chapters there so you can understand
fully how Ashton and Noah met.


	I squinted at the thick stack of paperwork in front of me.  My
lawyer had gone through it all, and it was all in order.  I skimmed it all,
and was satisfied.  Taking a pen, I began initialing and signing my name.
I was a father now.  I needed to protect my family and kids.  True, I could
have been going overboard, but I had the money to spend, thanks to the sex
videos Dawn, Amber, and myself had been making.  We were putting them out
as often as we could.  There was quite a demand for our content.

	We had been making multiple types of videos.  From the innocent
schoolgirl and daddy, to beach bimbos, to rape and beatings that were
consensual but appeared real.  Our makeup skills were convincing.  Dawn
still needed an outlet to vent her rage about her parents being lost at
sea, and getting hit and forcibly fucked helped her feel better.  I was all
for it; the sex was awesome.  We'd released out bestseller which was called
"A Nightmare on Slut Street".  It was of course a knock off of the famous
franchise starring a burned man who hunts teenagers in their dreams.  A lot
of bondage gear had been used and people had even bought the toys I'd
fucked the girls with, wanting their juices and scents.

	"This is the first time I've ever sold anybody multiple houses on
the same street," the real estate agent said.  "I've been wondering for a
while now.  Why are you buying all the houses in your cul-de-sac?"

	"So, I'm living with, sleeping with, and fucking two girls who are
going to be freshmen in high school soon.  They've given birth to my
children.  When I moved in, there was no neighbors, but the properties had
been marked out.  Now that I'm a father, I don't want neighbors poking
around and seeing us naked in the backyard or on our little beach.  Or
wondering why there are three infants, but no adult females to mother
them."

	Of course, all that flashed through my mind in an instant.  What I
really said was "I recently read `The Godfather' and Don Corleone bought
all the houses in his street too for friends and family.  I figured that
would be a nice thing to do.  Family is important, is it not?"

	I didn't really have any family apart from Dawn, Amber, and our
kids.  My father lived close to Wall Street and spent every second he could
on the trading floor.  If I had guests, or Dawn and Amber had friends over,
they could use one of the houses.  I'd already checked the regulations, and
I could build a high stone wall with a gate leading to our cul-de-sac so
long as it was all my property, and not the city's.  We'd be well protected
from prying eyes.

	Since Dawn's parents' plane went down, we kept their house for a
few months, and then boxed everything and put it into storage.  We then
sold the house, and the money was in a fund that Dawn could access when she
went to college.  Amber's parents were working overseas and the government
had asked them to stay on longer.  I sent them regular updates, and mailed
them copies of her school reports that got good grades and her report
cards.  They were happy I was taking care of their daughter and praised the
fact that she was so close to Dawn while her parents were lost at sea.

	I finished signing and sat back, taking a sip of coffee from the
fine silver mug.  "We'll get these processed and you can have your keys
tomorrow," the agent said, smiling.  She had just earned a very large
commission.

	Smiling, I stood and shook her hand.  I was escorted out of the
office, and I made my way to my Jeep Cherokee.  I headed home.  My errands
were done.  Dawn and Amber had spent the morning taking care of Jade,
Azure, and Harrison.  I'd step in and help out when I got home so they
could have a relaxing bath or take some time and be teenagers.

	When I got in, they both hugged and kissed me, each girl giving me
some tongue.  "The babies are asleep.  And Amber...well, I'll let her tell
you," Dawn said as she took my hand led me to the couch.

	"What's up?"

	"You recall the trip to Los Angeles?  To the opera house?  Well, on
the bus ride there, the teacher announced he would be made principal of the
high school Dawn and I would be going to after the school year ended.  I
also knew we probably wouldn't be able to make it to school the first day."

	With a frown, I realized that today was indeed the first day of
school.  I'd enrolled them online.  It was an exclusive private school.
The girls kept complaining that school uniform dress code of the public
school was too prissy.  I'd agreed to let them try it out for a while.

	"Anyway, I know that if we go to school for the first time a week
or two after the start of the school year, there will be all sorts of
awkward questions.  But I managed to avoid all that."

	"How'd you do that?" I wondered.

	"During the bus ride, I made plans to seduce the teacher.  It
worked.  He lets Dawn and me go back to school two weeks after the start of
school with no consequences, and I won't tell his wife he fucked a minor.
You can fuck me all you want, Weston, I love you and always will since
you've taken good care of us."

	I waved the compliment away and focused on what I thought was the
important thing. "You seduced your teacher and got him to fuck you?  You
sly, conniving vixen!"

	"Like you say.  Win if you can, lose if you must, but always
cheat," Dawn said, smiling.  "I'm happy to go back to school with no
consequences after we finish recovering and healing."

	"I would have signed a note excusing you two.  But this...does put
a smile on my face," I said.  I was always down for some shenanigans now
and then.  "Anyway, you two need to go get some sun.  Take the bus and go
to the mall."

	"The bus?" Dawn asked.

	"Yes.  When I was your age, taxis were called buses.  Anyone could
ride them.  They come and go at regular intervals.  Take the bus and go buy
a bunch of useless crap at the mall.  Visit the arcade.  Go into the
trampoline place and practice your gymnastic moves.  You've still got the
mojo.  But don't overdo it."

	The "lecture" about buses back in my day earned me the patented
teenage eye rolls, but they went to shower and change.  While they were
dressing, I got their Versace bags and added over a thousand dollars in
cash from my wall safe.  We split the money from our content and website
three ways.  Amber had directed me to put hers in an offshore savings
account.  She didn't want the government poking around in the finances of
her parents and as a result finding out her account with money from an
illegal operation.  As a day trader, I could add large amounts of money to
my various accounts, both local and offshore.  Dawn kept sending good sized
amounts of money to the reservation, direct to the chief, Ron LaFrance
Junior.  Many houses and a school were being built because of her help, and
as a result she'd earned more feathers.  The chief once asked how Dawn kept
coming into so much money, and I said she chose to invest some from the
sale of her old house, and I would do the trades she requested.  She had a
knack for it I'd explained.  It wasn't an outright lie.  I'd invested one
hundred dollars for her, but it wasn't doing much.  It had only earned
fifty dollars more.  What we said was just improving the truth a little.

	The girls headed out, and I sat at the computer.  Since I'd only
barely remembered it was the first day of school, I went online and began
ordering school supplies.  Notebooks, pens, pencils, and all the necessary
stuff would be delivered in a few days.  I also called my lawyer and
instructed him to begin the process of getting the fence built. We'd be
separated from the rest of the neighborhood, but we usually kept to
ourselves.

	When it came time for the girls to go to school, it took a few
attempts to get them to get up, but that was the norm with teenagers.  I
made breakfast while they showered and dressed.  With time, I was dropping
them off in the parking lot.  "Good luck, enjoy your classes, do some
learning," I said as they got out.

	The kids were asleep in their car seats when I got home.  I took in
the twin girls, and then Harrison and let them sleep.  We had talked about
it, and had decided to try doing things without a nanny or housekeeper
since it very awkward questions would be asked if Dawn or Amber was caught
nursing.  The day passed well.  Feeding and changing diapers was a bit of
an issue since I was out numbered three to one, but it was growing on me.

	The girls took public transportation back home.  When they arrived,
they had someone new with them.  He stood about five seven, was slim,
slender, and had hair so blond it was almost white.  His hair was long as
well.  Not quite enough for a ponytail, but it was definitely shaggy in a
stylish way.  His skin was so creamy and white I wondered how he hadn't
gotten sunburned on the walk from the bus stop.  His blue eyes twinkled at
as he shook my hand and introduced himself as Noah.  He had a soft voice
even softer hands.  It took a lot for me not to get hard just by looking at
him.  I was always interested in girls, but every so often, a very perfect
looking boy would make me wonder about how they looked naked.

	"This is Noah," Dawn said.  "He is in some of our classes and just
moved in.  We've been paired up for science and brought him home so we
could brainstorm on our new project."

	"Sounds good, feel free to use the library all you need.  Noah, my
home is yours, just ask if you need anything."

	"Thank you, sir.  You and the girls have been very kind to me."

	"Just call me Wes or Weston and we'll get along well," I said,
leading the way in.  "Can I get you some drinks or snacks?"

	I returned with a tray of sodas and a bowl of pretzels and saw them
with their books open, talking.  I left the tray and they nodded their
thanks and I left.  I tended to the babies and fed them.  During the school
day, the girls would hurriedly eat lunch, and then pump and put the breast
milk in bottles and kept it in an insulated bag in their backpack.  The
insulated bag had those blue plastic things you can freeze and refreeze
every day.

	At six, Noah left, and politely declined an offer to stay for
dinner.  The girls walked him down the street to the bus stop, and came
back after it had scooped him up.  I was making dinner, and they began
tending the babies.

	"What did you think of him?" Amber asked.

	"I like him.  He seems to be a nice guy, very polite." I responded
as I began slicing onions.

	"And his looks?" Dawn queried.

	"Holy fuck he's the hottest kid in the school!  He moved in and
today was his first day, there were some issues or something at home,
otherwise he would have been in school on the first day." Amber broke in
without letting me respond.

	"He's a cute kid for sure.  I like his smile." I said, adding the
onions to a frying pan.

	"We had gym together, doing a partnered run so we grouped together.
He changed into gym shorts, and...wow...what a meat sword!" Dawn said,
smiling as she took off her bra to feed Harrison.  Amber was in the process
of removing her own shirt to feed the twins.  "We saw it bouncing, and it's
quite the shower and grower."

	"He looked at us in our gym clothes and there was an obvious bulge.
Very nice tent." Amber added.  "His family is obviously wealthy.  We
wondered what it would be like to have him fuck us."

	"Natural to wonder that," I said, adding the ground beef.  "I'm not
jealous, I know you've got hormones galore and are easy to get horny."

	"Think he'd be good to join us in our videos?" Dawn asked.

	"He might.  Every teenage boy is horny and would love to get naked
with beautiful girls like you.  Besides, we probably have people in our
client base who wouldn't mind seeing a naked underage boy.  Especially if
he has a nice cock.  I think I'd try a foursome with him at least once.
I'm not set on being straight.  I can be flexible."

	"Can we bring him over again in a day or two?" Dawn asked.

	"Sure.  I'm confident his parents will probably want to meet you
and me at some point.  Make sure we're not going to corrupt him with
religion or something."

	I once again got the patented teenage eyerolls the girls did.  I
smirked as I stirred.  Religion and I weren't even nodding acquaintances.
As a kid I had gone to Christmas services.  I remember falling asleep and
having to wake up when "Hallelujah" was sung.  Another thing that remained
in my memories was the screeching of the sopranos during certain parts of
that song.  By the time I was ten, suits were reserved for weddings and
funerals.  I had a few still, but they hung in their garment bags, and were
always dry cleaned before I needed to wear them.  The girls had dresses
from Versace and other international fashion houses.

	After dinner, our kids were asleep, and we were sitting on the
couch in front of the tv.  My hands were down the front of their jeans
which were undone for easier access.  We were watching Jack Bauer kick
massive amounts of terrorist ass as we watched a few episodes of "24".
We'd seen it before of course, so our attention could wander.  Every so
often, Bauer would yell "Dammit Chloe!" as something frustrated him.

	Amber's hand was rubbing the front of my jeans which had an obvious
bulge from my cock.  Dawn pulled me in close and we began kissing, her
tongue running against my lips before it slithered into my mouth, caressing
my own tongue which probed back.  Amber gave me a gentle squeeze which
caused me to moan into Dawn's mouth.  My hands ran up Dawn's back and slid
to her front, my thumbs rubbed against her stiff nipples.  She wasn't
wearing a bra.  I could feel her breathing pick up as we kissed and I
played with her nipples before finally pulling her shirt off.

	Her tan skin was pleasing to the touch, warm from excitement which
I enjoyed touching.  I pinched and rolled her nipples, eliciting moans from
her as I did so.  Turning my attention to Amber, I kept on hand on Dawn's
chest, rubbing and massaging her breasts.  Amber's tongue met mine and she
unbuttoned her shirt as we kissed, exposing her torso to the air.  She also
didn't wear a bra and I had easy access to her own pert breasts and stiff
nipples.  The girls leaned across me and began kissing each other as they
pulled my shirt off.  Tossing it on the floor, they got up, and pulled each
other's shorts down and Dawn sat on my left thigh and Amber on my right.
Amber leaned forward and began raining kisses on my neck, shoulders and
chest.  My hand gripped her bare ass and I squeezed the soft flesh.  Dawn's
butt also got my hand and my index fingers slid between their ass cheeks,
probing the flesh crevices that I loved so much.

	Together they undid my belt and I lifted up a bit so they could
pull down my jeans and underwear and then my stiff cock was waving hello.
They each took hold of my shaft, gently pulling my foreskin back, pre shiny
on the tip already.  Slowly, they stroked me as they kissed and I put my
hands between their legs.  Their delicately soft mounds were hairless.
Soft folds of skin greeted my fingers.  They cooed a bit as I stroked and
massaged their inner thighs, teasing them a bit without actually making
contact with their pussy lips.

	I could feel the heat coming from between their legs, and smiling,
I stroked my finger along their slits, their soft folds seeming to suck on
my fingers desperately wanting penetration.  My cock was being stroked with
their expert hands and I leaned forward and began sucking on Amber's
nipples and slid a finger into her pussy.  Amber twitched as the feelings
of pleasure increased a notch.  Dawn was penetrated next, my fingertips
rubbing their inner walls, the juices squishing as my finger slid in and
out of her and Amber.

	Soon, we were on the floor in a triangle.  I was eating Dawn's
pussy, she was eagerly licking away on Amber's dripping snatch and Amber
was eagerly sucking my cock.  Dawn's tanned and toned body writhed as my
tongue slid in and out of her, my thumb massaging her clit, her moans of
pleasure muffled by Amber's body.  My tongue and fingers were coated with
her juices, and I spread her pussy lips, admiring the pink flesh, the
beckoning clit before I flicked my tongue rapidly against it.  Dawn pulled
her face from between Amber's legs.

	"Oh fuck yes, I'm going to cum, don't stop!" she howled as her body
began to writhe in ecstasy.

	I slid two fingers inside her dripping pussy and used my thumb to
quickly rub her clit, bringing her over the edge and she quivered as she
came, juices flowing.  Dawn's hand was a blur, rubbing Amber's clit, and
soon Amber was moaning as she came.  I had pulled my cock out which was
shiny from being in Amber's mouth. Pulling Amber, I rested her on my face
and rubbed my tongue against her thighs and pussy.  Dawn's hands were on my
thighs as she straddled me and slowly slid down my cock.

	"Fuck me, Weston!" she said as she began bouncing up and down along
my length.  I responded by thrusting up, deep inside her.  My tongue slid
along Amber's pussy and I could see her playing with her nipples.  She
leaned backwards a bit, and kissed Dawn, their heads turned to reach.  This
sight drove me wild, and I fucked Dawn harder until she came a second time.

	"I'm close, Amber, get on my dick," I rasped.

	They switched places, Dawn on my face, leaning forward and kissing
Amber as she rode my throbbing dick.  I could taste my cum and Dawn's
juices mixed together.  Dawn's juices on my cock made for excellent lube
and she easily found a rhythm to slide up and down as I thrust hard and
deep into her.  Dawn massaged Amber's clit, and when I began spurting my
hot load into Amber's pussy, Amber buried her face in Dawn's neck, crying
out in orgasm, and Dawn began twitching and grinding harder on my face for
another moment before she came again.

	They spilled off me, one on either side, and we panted, looking up
at ceiling as we recovered ourselves.  Soon, the cries of Jade roused us,
and we got up.  Wiping my face and chest with a towel, I went to comfort
her.

	"There, there, little one.  It's okay." I soothed her as I began
taking her back to Amber.  The other two were still asleep.

	Amber had just finished wiping between her legs and handed the
towel to Dawn and took the infant in her arms.  We had decided that the
naked human body was a beautiful thing and didn't care if we were dressed
or not in front of our kids.  As they got older, we'd explain things, but
they were too young to remember anything now.

	The next day, I got a phone call from a number I didn't recognize.
Frowning at the screen of my phone, I hesitated for a moment and then
answered.

	"Hello," I began.

	"Is this Weston?  Caretaker of Dawn Simmons?"

	My stomach flipped.  This sounded bad.  I looked outside.  No cop
cars or anything yet.  I checked the backyard. It was clear.

	"Yeah, speaking."

	"Hi, I'm Ashton Ridgeway.  You met my young ward Noah DuPont
yesterday I believe."

	Ward?  Was this guy Batman and Noah Robin?

	"I didn't catch his last name, but I'm assuming the Noah I met is
the one you're referring to."

	"He is.  He speaks highly of you, and Dawn and Amber as well.  I'm
wondering if you three would like to come over for a cookout tomorrow
afternoon.  I'd like to meet you and the girls as Noah is fond of you
three."

	Tomorrow was Saturday.  Were we doing anything important?  My eyes
flicked to the calendar on the wall and nothing was written down.  We could
arrange a babysitter for the babies while we were gone.  Explaining why
Dawn or Amber needed to breastfeed would be awkward indeed.

	"Sure, we can get there.  Text me the address and time.  I'll bring
some drinks for us and some meat to grill."

	"Sure thing.  Bring some swimsuits too if you want.  We have a
pool, jacuzzi hot tub, and sauna."

	We chatted for a few more minutes and then hung up.  The girls were
excited about the news and seeing Noah in a swimsuit.

	"Weston, we need new swimsuits," Dawn said.

	"Haven't I bought you at least thirty of them?  Bikinis and
one-piece swimsuits if I recall.  You too, young lady," I said, pointing at
Amber who was breastfeeding.  I got the Teenage Eye Roll™ and Dawn shook
her head.

	"You don't get it, Wes.  Noah's caretaker is Ashton Ridgeway."  She
looked at me, expecting me to get it.

	The name did ring a bell. I'd been trying to figure it out ever
since the phone call.  Finally, it clicked.  "You mean the guy who writes
the Thomas Halberd novels?"

	"That's the one.  They live in a gated community, and have a large
cabin up north.  That's where they met. We don't know all the details, but
that's how Ashton became Noah's guardian." Dawn said this in a
matter-of-fact manner as if I should know all this.

	"So we need something new and this season and exclusive.  We can't
be seen wearing any old thing in their neighborhood."

	Of course.  Style and trends and fashion.  I'd forgotten how much
they mattered in school.  I guess they still did.  I smiled and pulled out
my phone and made arrangements for an all day babysitter.  The girls would
pump before leaving some fresh breastmilk would be available before formula
would be used.

	The next morning, we drove to the mall and I sat on the guy chair.
You know the one.  The chair for the guy to sit on and pass time while the
women spend hours choosing an outfit and the entire process lasts hours?
That one.  The girls wondered around the store for what felt like years.
Finally, I was summoned to come and pay.

	My eyes bulged as I saw the total.  Over two thousand dollars.  I
handed over my Black American Express card and muttered "these swimsuits
better be made with diamonds for this."

	Dawn heard me.  "It's swimsuits and accessories.  We can't just go
in new swimsuits, Wes."

	"Oh yes," I said as I signed.  "I forgot.  How silly of me."  That
earned me another eye roll.  They never were actually annoyed with me when
they did it.  They always had a little smirk when they did it.

	We got to Ashton and Noah's community and were checked in at the
gate.  We were on the visitor's list and I put the paper that read visitor
on the dashboard.  We had a few false starts as the community had streets
that had similar names.  Soon, we were pulling up to the large driveway in
front of a large house with a pirate flag on the flagpole.  I raised an
eyebrow.  This could be interesting.

	"Welcome!" came a voice as we opened the Jeep doors.  The owner was
a tall handsome guy with hair styled like Leon Kennedy from Resident Evil
2.  Noah was at his side.

	"Hey, this is Ashton," Noah said, grabbing a bag from the grocery
store and leading the way inside.

	Ashton and I shook hands, and introduced ourselves.  The girls with
chatting happily with Noah.  We placed the drinks in the fridge, and the
kids went on a tour of the house as Ashton and I seasoned the meat we had
brought.

	"Noah says you're a trader?" Ashton asked.

	"Yeah.  I grew up on Wall Street, my playground was the trading
floor.  I ran trades as soon as I was able.  My dad loves it, hasn't had a
vacation in fifteen years."

	"That's amazing.  I couldn't do that kind of high stress thing.
It's why I like writing.  I can take my time on making things happen, and
sometimes I wind up burning the midnight oil for my deadline, but I'm happy
with what I do.  I was able to buy a cabin up north in Oregon because of
the money I've made, and that's where I met Noah."

	Ashton's face went blank for a moment as if remembering something
that was both painful and memorable at the same time.  Then he smiled.  "I
was glad to be able to bring him home.  He's been able to have a lot of
opportunities and chances that he wouldn't have had otherwise.  How did you
meet Dawn and Amber?"

	I smiled.  "Dawn and her parents moved in next to me at my old
address.  It was a few weeks before Dawn had a birthday.  Their new house
didn't have a pool, but mine did.  I offered my backyard for the party.  It
was a real hit.  Kids love pool parties.  Dawn and her parents became my
friends, and we became close as I'd sometimes look after Dawn if they were
working all night on something.  Dawn met Amber at school and they became
friends, and it solidified when they were on the same gymnastics team."  I
smiled again as I remembered the circumstances that led to Dawn and me
fucking for the first time.  That would remain private.

	"Dawn's parents left her in my care.  It was supposed to be for a
trip where they would renew their vows.  Their plane went down, and they're
lost at sea.  Dawn has remained in my care since.  Amber's parents took a
contract to do international work, and they wanted Dawn to have someone
around her age to be with, so they gave me temporary guardianship over her.
I realized that being so close to her house would have some moments of
sadness, so I moved to where I am now.  We eventually sold both houses.  I
own a couple houses on a cul-de-sac, and when Dawn's parents are found and
come back to the Bay area, they have a place to live."

	Ashton poured me a glass of wine, and we left the meat in the
fridge as we went to get the grill ready.  He and Noah had gotten the side
dishes prepared, so we just needed to get the meat cooked.  It was a gas
grill, and he lit it.  As we sipped, we talked, and Ashton kept looking at
Noah and the girls as they first jumped on the trampoline, and then played
a round of horseshoes.

	After eating, we changed into swimsuits, and I'll admit that the
girls looked good.  Noah looked good too, he wore a speedo, and it hugged a
nice bulge.  Ashton and I were in speedos as well, and we sat in the hot
tub and talked as the kids played in the pool.  Ashton had been sipping
liberally from the liquor cabinet.  Thinking I'd need to be sober to drive
home, I switched to water after dinner.

	"Noah was an abused kid," Ashton was saying.  "The first night in
my cabin, it rained pretty good.  Noah's father got really drunk, and beat
him, and broke his bike.  He showed up at my cabin freezing in thin
clothes.  We showered together, hugging close so he could warm up before I
fed him a hot meal."

	I felt my lip twist a bit as I thought of the countless shower I'd
had with the girls.  Ashton noticed.  "I was under the influence of a
sleeping pill, so maybe I wasn't thinking.  But I've thought clearly ever
since in regards to him.  We love each other, and sleep in the same bed.
I've wondered tonight about you and Dawn and Amber.  I've seen how you look
at them."

	My face flushed, but that may have been from the heat of the hot
tub.  Dawn and Amber had looked good.  I could feel my cock pressing
against the fabric of my speedo.  They had come out dressed in matching
bikinis, blue for Amber, orange for Dawn.  Seeing Dawn in an orange
swimsuit always made me think of her in my pool without permission.

	"I...have enjoyed looking after Dawn and Amber."  A statement which
was true.

	"I've enjoyed looking after Noah."  Ashton took a deep swig of his
champagne.  "We're lovers.  He knows what he's doing.  I know hormones are
doing their thing on his body, and no doubt he's thinking of doing Dawn or
Amber instead of me.  The privileges of wealth."  He shrugged.

	"I've been Dawn's lover since shortly after she and her parents
moved in." I spoke in a husky voice, thinking back to that day.  "I was
house sitting for a neighbor.  They lived behind me, so I just jumped the
fence.  The TV was on as I watered their plants.  The news anchors
announced a sudden merger.  I stayed and watched for several hours.  When I
jumped the fence back onto my property, she was in my pool.  No supervision
or permission.  Not wanting an accident to happen, I took her into my house
and got mad.  But...her swimsuit was so snug, and hugged her curves just
right.  The blood quickly went from one head to the other and that was all
she wrote."

	I smiled shyly and sipped water.  "Amber was a friend she made at
school.  She was already out to her parents as bisexual.  Dawn admired
Amber's body in the changing room at gym class.  One thing led to another,
and now I fuck them regularly."  It felt nice, finally being able to talk
to another person about this.  An adult who knew what it was like to crave
the body of a minor.

	"We have our own website and sell videos.  That's where our wealth
comes from.  Not stocks.  I still day trade when the girls are in school,
and that's enough for income for the IRS.  I've got so much stashed in off
shore accounts and a private plane at the airport so we can easily flee the
country if needed."

	"I hear you.  I've made more than half a billion, and a great
majority of that is off shore.  I wire more to my bank when I need."
Ashton had another pull of booze.  "I wonder...what if Noah wanted to do
Dawn and Amber?"

	"They'd go for it.  They already expressed their opinions about his
looks and body.  I'd do him too.  His smile is infectious."

	"I call it his million-dollar smile."

	"If he's into adults, then I'd enjoy being with him and seeing what
it's like to kiss and hold him."

	"What if..." Ashton began, then looked into his drink.  "What
if...there was a place where not only adults could go to have sex with
teens and pre-teens, but pre-teens could also go to have sex with adults?"

	"Sounds magical," I said.

	"It exists.  A...very, and I mean VERY exclusive island for the
extremely wealthy.  The fees to get in need to be paid in cash.  Talk to
the girls, and if they're in the mood, I'll run your names by the committee
and a trial weekend could be arranged."

	"Where is this place?" I asked.

	"I can't tell you now, but I can tell you the name."

	"Some information is better than none," I said, finishing my water.

	"It's called Epstein Island."


This chapter is complete, but the story isn't over yet.  Will they visit
the island?  Time will tell.  Thanks so much for waiting patiently for this
new chapter in the series.  If I got paid to write for Nifty, I could crank
the chapters out much faster.  Alas, I do not, and must write around things
in my personal life.  Work has been keeping me busy this year, and please
accept my apologies for not publishing sooner.  The fault is all mine, and
not the naughty Jedi's.

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