'Let it out, Wendy. I know how you must be feeling. Just cry,' she told her and pressed the girl's head to her shoulder.
Wendy allowed the girl to hold her close as she sobbed out her grief. She snuggled close to the warmth of Trudy's body and their legs entwined as the tears streamed down her face onto Trudy's naked breast.
Trudy smiled to herself as she comforted the shaken girl. The first morning was always the most difficult, she knew, and she recalled the morning the tiny black girl had awakened in tears when she found she was not in her own home. How differently she had felt! And Trudy recalled her own departure from her parent's home…
Trudy had seen the man in the car on two occasions but she had paid him little mind. She was always being followed, it seemed, and always by a strange-looking man. That evening, she had returned home late and she found her father waiting for her with three of his friends.
'Just where the hell have you been, you little tramp?' he asked loudly as she closed the door and looked about the room.
Her mother was sitting in the kitchen, glass of beer in her hand. Trudy shrugged and told her father, 'I went to a movie… I told mom I was going.'
'Yeah… well from now on, you let me know where the hell you're goin'. Understand?'
Trudy looked at her father and a deep hate welled up in her chest. She clenched her teeth and replied, 'Yes, father.'
Her father laughed and reached out and took hold of her arm. As he pulled her to him, he looked at the three men sitting on the couch. 'This is one hot little piece, boys… and if the price is right, she'll take all three of you on at once!'
Trudy chilled as she heard her father's words. He had forced her to make it with two men before, but never three! She looked from one man to the other and saw the raw lust etched on their features – two of them were her father's age and the third was a bit younger. She cringed as she thought of having sex with all of them at once, but she knew it would be of no use to plead with her father. The money she made them kept him in whiskey and paid most of their bills.
'Can she suck a prick?' the youngest one asked harshly. Trudy's father laughed. 'This little bitch can suck a prick like you've never seen!' he bragged. 'She sucks pussy, pricks, assholes and anything else you might have around!'
The three men laughed in unison and one of the older ones gestured toward the kitchen, 'You mean she'd suck your old lady's snatch if you told her?'
'Listen… this kid knows what's good for her. She'll do anything I tell her… anything!'
The three men exchanged glances, then held a hurried conversation. The one who had spoken last stood up from the couch, drained the beer he was drinking and belched. He walked to where Trudy stood by her father and smiled down at her.
'Is that right, little lady… you'd suck your own momma's snatch while we watched?'
Trudy swallowed thickly and glanced toward her mother in the other room. She nodded her head slowly and replied, 'I'll do anything he tells me to do… just like he said.'
The man reached out and cupped her chin in his hand. 'Why?'
Somehow, Trudy sensed the man was more gentle than his appearance would lead one to believe. She found his eyes warm and searching as he looked down at her. Again she shrugged, ''Cause he'll beat the shit out of me if I don't…' she said softly.
The man laughed loudly and turned to thee others. 'Hear that? This sonofabitch has got her housebroke alright…' and he reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of bills.
Trudy's father's eyes bulged as he saw the size of the man's roll. He wet his thick lips and cleared his throat as he sized the man up. When he had met them earlier at the bar, he had figured they were working stiffs just like most of the mm he brought home to fuck his wife and daughter, but the size of the man's bankroll made him wonder.
The man stood with the money held loosely in his hand. 'Good day at the races…' he remarked, then asked, 'How much… and what'll we get?'
Trudy's father glanced toward the kitchen, then back to the man standing before him. He shrugged and tried to contain his excitement. 'Ah… well, if you all want her… and if you want a little show to boot, its gonna cost you.'
'How much?' the man asked dilly.
'Ah… three… three bills,' he said apprehensively.
'And what kind of a 'show' will we get for that?' the man asked.
Again, he licked his lips and thought about the money. 'Shit… anything you want. Shell eat her momma's pussy… I'll fuck her in the ass if you want me to!'
The man smiled and winked at his friends, 'You mean you'd fuck your own kid?'
'Ain't nothing new.' Trudy's father replied as he eyed the money. He was suddenly nervous; the man was asking too many questions and he didn't like his tone of voice.
Again, the man cupped the girl's face in his hand and asked, 'You let him fuck you, little girl?'
'Don't have much choice,' she replied dully and found the man's touch gentle.
'Done!' the man said and peeled off three bills. He thrust them into her father's hand and said, 'It damn sure better be a good show!'
Trudy's father stuffed the money into, his pocket and took out his prick. He forced Trudy to take hold of it and he beckoned his wife. As she stood up from the table, she shrugged out of her housecoat and came into the shabby living room naked. The three men followed her with their eyes as she approached her daughter.
The three men watched as Trudy's father forced her to kneel before her mother. The woman spread her legs lewdly and Trudy swallowed as she looked up and saw her mother's wet cunt lips awaiting her kiss.
'Seen enough?' one of the men asked suddenly. 'More than enough!' the other said and the two came off the couch swiftly. One grabbed Trudy's mother and slapped a pair of handcuffs on her. Trudy's father looked up astonished as one of them grabbed for him. He tipped over the chair he was sitting in and swung wildly at the man. His fist connected with his jaw and Trudy saw the other man lunge for him.
Suddenly she realized what was happening. The men were police officers and the whole thing was a setup just to arrest her parents. But she knew if that happened, she'd wind up in jail, too – at least juvenile hall! And Trudy wanted no part of that!
As the men struggled with her father, she bolted out of the living room, through the kitchen and was into their back yard before anyone had missed her. She heard a shout behind her as she ran for the darkness of the alley, but no one chased her. She pushed through the gate and stumbled as she bumped into a trash can. Then, a hand closed about her mouth and the sickeningly sweet odor of ether came to her. She didn't even bother to struggle as she felt herself dragged to a car, shoved in roughly. Then she lost consciousness.
When she awakened, she found herself lying on the seat of an automobile and a man was sucking her pussy. She looked down and saw Gregor for the first time and she nearly laughed at his remark.
'Do not be frightened, little pigeon… Gregor is not going to hurt you…'
Trudy came back to the present as Wendy sniffed and stopped crying. This girl was different and Trudy realized she had come from a good home. Still, she had watched the girl's face the night before when she had sat between Paul and Stella, and she had recognized the lust lurking there.
Now, all she wanted was to feel this inexperienced girl's mouth on her cunt – and she would, or she'd die trying! She ran her hand from Wendy's shoulder down to cup her full young breast. As she did, Wendy shivered and she felt the girl's nipple stiffen slightly.
'I… I'm…' Wendy told her and sniffed again.
'Hey… that's okay, I understand,' Trudy told her as her hand massaged her tits. Slowly, she moved her other hand from the small of the girl's back down to rub the full swell of her asscheeks. Softly, she moved her palm flat over the girl's quivering flesh and. Wendy responded by pressing forward with her supple young hips.
Without speaking, Trudy raised the girl's face with her other hand and kissed her softly on the mouth.
Wendy thrilled at the touch of Trudy's lips on hers. She opened her mouth slightly as the girl's tongue probed and she felt a shiver run down her spine as their tongues touched.
Laying her back, Trudy hovered over the girl and kissed her passionately. She moved her hand from her hip
