Taking The Long Way Home

  With the warmer weather came a return to rugby practices as well as the opportunity for the Emerald Bay Krackens to test their skills. The girls had three weeks of practice before the day came, and then the team piled into an old school bus for the the hour's long journey to Northwoodshire.

  Along the way, the bus rattled and shook, as well as backfiring occasionally !but doing little to suppress the girls' excitement at the opportunity to face off against another team, not to mention get out of town for a few hours.

  Arriving a little te, there wasn't much time for socializing or seeing the sights, but then Northwoodshire was really only about half the size of Emerald Bay. Still, the Kelpies more than made up for town's ck of interestingness by being one of the more formidable opponents the Krackens faced in a while.

  In the end, though, the Krackens managed to come out on top, in no small part due to the twins ability to confuse their opponents and Amanda's formidable sprinting abilities.

  It was te in the afternoon when the girls finally made their way back out into the parking lot after showering and getting changed. To Samantha's amusement, the school was backed by the fields of one of the local farms, causing her to pyfully nudge Amanda, grinned up at the taller girl teasingly.

  "Good thing we brought you along," the redhead said in a faux-serious tone, "You've got a home field advantage here!"

  "Hey, I have it on good authority that the cows on the edge of the pitch were rooting for us as well," the blond girl replied with a grin before frowning a little as she noticed the plume of steam coming up from the front of the school bus.

  "If they were trying to sabotage us, their timing was terrible," Holly remarked, getting a few ughs as the girls' coached sighed heavily and hurried over to the bus driver.

  The man just shook his head as he stared down into the engine. "This'll probably take a few hours," he confessed sadly, "This old girl's been in service longer than I've been alive, so I'm amazed she's managed to hold on this long."

  Frowning thoughtfully, the woman turned back to her team. "Alright girls, it seems there's going to be a bit of a dey," she expined, looking past them at the suddenly growing group of onlookers, "But, I think I may have a solution. My cousin still owes me a favour!"

  Turning to watch the woman jog past, Samantha found herself trying to decide if the idea of being trapped in the middle of nowhere was scary or an exciting adventure. "If my dad was here, he'd just pull out some duct tape and a pack of chewing gum," the redhead chuckled, Amanda grinning at the idea.

  "He'd probably just build us a whole new bus," the blond girl replied teasingly, giving Amy a reassuring smile at the small girl's worried expression.

  "Probably one that could fly," Samantha added, curious to know what her coach was saying to the group of assembled adults, several of them shooting the girls sympathetic gnces now and then.

  "I just hope they don't call our parents," Sarah muttered with a thoughtful frown.

  "It would be an awful long way for them all to go," Amanda agreed with a shrug, "But it's not like we can just walk back."

  Sighing heavily, Sarah shook her head slowly. "Well, if they do, I'd really appreciate if I could get a ride with someone else," she confided, nibbling her bottom lip worriedly, "I don't think my parents'll be too happy to have to drive all the way out here just to pick me up."

  "Hey, most of us would easily fit into my dad's car," Samantha told her sympathetically, Sarah wincing a bit at the offer.

  "Uh, yeah, there's that," the girl replied carefully, "Just ah, if that happens, please drop me off at your pce. They st thing I need is our dad's having a reunion. Especially given the circumstances."

  Samantha grimaced a little. She still didn't have the whole story, but she knew enough to know that Sarah was right. The girl's father did seem to be a rather grumpy sort at the best of times, and there was definitely still lingering unspoken drama between their fathers.

  "Hey, you can stay the night if you want," Samantha offered with a wry grin, "You you're always welcome at my house."

  Breathing a heavy sigh, Sarah managed a small smile. "Thanks," the girl said with a slow nod, the team turning as one as their coach came back towards them, the woman's smile a clear indication that she was rather pleased with herself.

  "Good news, girls!" their coach announced, her smile widening, "I've made some arrangements and you'll all be heading home shortly!"

  Gncing at one another with excited nervousness, the team gave the woman a collective expectant look as a handful of the school's faculty came up behind their coach.

  "That must have been some favour," Samantha said quietly, Amanda bowing her head a little to hide her smile.

  "You see, a couple of the teachers here have volunteered their time to give us all a ride back into town," the coach continued, the woman looking back to give the two women and one man a thankful nod, "There's just one small problem, though."

  "There always is," Sarah remarked under her breath, Samantha resisting the urge to give her hand a squeeze.

  "I'm really quite terribly sorry!" one of the professors said quickly, motioning helplessly to her car, "But I have an awful lot of things in my back seat right now, so I'd only really be able to safely fit three of you into it right now."

  The girls gnced at one another, quickly doing the maths. "Wait, does that mean one of us is gonna be left behind?" Rebecca inquired fearfully, her pale blue eyes going wide with concern, her sister sighing softly as she rolled her own.

  "Oh goodness, no!" the team's coach ughed, motioning to the other woman, "there's room for four more in Miss Stewart's car, and Mr Anderson has helpfully agreed to make up the difference."

  The man smiled, giving a helpless shrug. "I must admit, it would look terribly bad on my school's reputation if its headmaster decided to shirk his responsibilities to the future leaders of tomorrow," he chuckled, Samantha finding herself flushing at the sound of his rather charming tone.

  "Well, I suppose we'll just have to figure out who's going with who, then," the coach said brightly, not noticing the appraising look Samantha was giving the well-dressed, dark-haired fellow.

  "We should really go together," Holly said helpfully.

  "We're a matching set, after all," Rebecca added almost automatically.

  "Well, yes, there is that," their coach agreed, startled as Samantha suddenly raised her hand.

  "You know, I'd be okay with being the odd one out," she said quickly, her cheeks flushing hotly as the man's gaze fell upon her, the girl giving her coach what she hoped was a bright, innocent smile.

  Giving her an appraising look, Samantha's coach gave a bit of a shrug. "Well, as long as you promise to be on your best behaviour and the headmaster doesn't mind, then I suppose that mostly settles things," the woman said brightly, turning to meet the man's gaze.

  Headmaster Anderson, chuckled softly, giving a bit of a dismissive wave. "Oh, I'd be more than happy to drive the girl home," he replied in a deep, resonating tone that made Samantha press her thighs together, the man's smile making her suppress a giggle.

  "Oh, you're such a dear," the coach replied, turning back to her girls with a sympathetic smile, "Now then, let's not waste these good people's time any more than we have to. Divide up and pile in, and we all should be home in time for dinner."

  The girls nodded excitedly, shooting Samantha a mix of mostly sly gnces, Sarah raising an eyebrow at her, the girl seeming half amused and half disapproving. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do," Amanda whispered, Samantha suppressing a ugh.

  "Don't do anything I would," she replied, giving Sarah a helpless shrug as everyone split up and headed towards the waiting cars.

  "Nice work today," Anderson commented cheerfully, Samantha's body tensing for a moment as the man all but appeared beside her, "Your team works really well together."

  The girl grinned, letting out a nervous chuckle as she shouldered her backpack. "Well, we've been working on our team building exercises tely," the girl replied cryptically, gncing about, trying to figure out which of the cars was his.

  "Well, it was a pretty close game," the man said thoughtfully, pulling out his keys and pushing a button that made his car beep at him as it unlocked the doors, "But I still think that my Kelpies could learn a few things from you Krackens."

  "Still just Little Krackens," the girl replied quickly, Samantha's eyes going wide as she realized that the rather sleek, almost predatory looking red car sports car they were approaching was her ride home.

  "Only until until next year," Anderson chuckled teasingly, pulling open the passenger side door for her, the girl pausing as she glimpsed into the car's spacious, all too perfect interior, "Assuming you're pnning on sticking with rugby."

  "Well, at least until I'm done school," Samantha stammered, the girl swallowing hard as she reached behind herself to keep her uniform skirt in pce before angling herself into the seat, before dropping her backpack between her feet, "I have kind of a career lined up for after if all goes well."

  The man smiled approvingly, giving the little redhead an apprising look. "Well, it's nice to see someone your age thinking ahead like that," he chuckled before swinging the door closed, Samantha's heart racing as she found herself momentarily alone inside the car.

  He was definitely noticing her, the girl realized, giggling softly to herself as she watched Anderson walk around the front of his car, the man adjusting the cuffs of his suit jacket before opening the driver's side door.

  "So, what's this job you have lined up?" the man inquired, sliding into his seat almost reflexively, the girl gncing at his hand as he pushed the key into the ignition, not quite sure how she felt about the gold ring she saw on his finger.

  "Oh ah, I've kinda started a bit of an acting career," Samantha expined quickly, gncing out the window as the car purred to life, the man easing it out of park, "It's looking really promising right now."

  "Gotten any major roles yet?" Anderson inquired with a teasing smile, Samantha letting out a bit of a ugh, the girl shaking her head.

  "Mostly just bit parts for now," Samantha replied, blushing as she remembered what she'd done in her st role, "But I'm kind of in good with a producer who has a summer home in Emerald Bay and the director I'm working with is super eager to get me into as many roles as he can."

  Nodding, the man eased his car out of its spot and headed towards the exit. "Hm. Don't they also film a lot of that one TV show in Emerald Bay?" he inquired with a bit of a thoughtful frown.

  Samantha rolled her eyes, ughing a little at the thought. "Yeah, my uncle works on it, so I got a bit part on it once," she admitted, the man shooting the girl a quick gnce, a hint of a smile crossing his handsome features.

  "Well, looks like they're finally trying to appeal to more than just the grandparents demographic," he chuckled, stealing a gnce the the child's exposed knees, "Maybe I should should start watching."

  Giggling, Samantha shook her head as the car headed down the main road, the girl catching a glimpse of one of the other cars in the rear view mirror, realizing that Anderson was going a bit more than speed limit. "Oh, it's still pretty much for old people," she confessed, smiling a little as she remembered meeting Craig, "But I guess after being on the air forty plus years, they are kinda over due for at least a bit of a change."

  "Appealing to a younger demographic certainly couldn't hurt," the man admitted, his car turning onto the nearly deserted highway, "And a lot of actresses got their start in TV. Maybe you should get your uncle to help you out with that a bit more."

  "I think that's up to the writers!" Samantha ughed, leaning back her in the leather seat, trying to rex, the girl suddenly aware of how much shorter her skirt seemed tely. Samantha could always ask for a new one, but it wasn't like she'd need it anymore after a few months anyway.

  "True," Anderson said thoughtfully, easing back in his seat once he'd shifted gears and the car was cruising along at a comfortable pace, the man gncing over at her again, "But I'm sure your director could pull a few strings. Maybe encourage their writers room to start including a few more younger characters. It'd be a shame to waste perfectly good local talent, after all."

  Samantha took a deep breath, her cheeks feeling warm again. "Well, if they ask, I won't say no," the girl admitted, her eyes casting across the car's dashboard, amused by the way it's design made her parent's car look positively archaic by comparison.

  Anderson chuckled softly, gncing over and meeting Samantha's gaze for a second before the girl quickly looked out at the passing field of wheat. "You know, you don't really strike me as the kind of girl who says no very often," he commented with a hint of amusement in his tone, the man's voice sending a pleasant tingling through the little girl's body.

  "Only when I need to," Samantha admitted with a nervous chuckle, her heart racing a little at the implication.

  For a moment, the man gave the road ahead a thoughtful look, his gaze soon moving down towards Samantha's bare knees again. Suddenly becoming very aware of the way her uniform skirt didn't go down as far as it used to, Samantha swallowed hard. The sunlight through the window warming the small bit of her thighs her garment didn't cover, Samantha looked up at the man through her crimson bangs, giving him a shy smile.

  "You know," Anderson said at st, gncing only momentarily at the road, "There's a tradition that states when someone gives you a ride you should repay them in kind."

  "You mean like paying to top up their tank afterwards sorta thing?" the girl inquired with a hint of nervousness in her tone. There was no denying it now, Samantha realized. The man was definitely checking her out. It was both gratifying and a little scary, though, given the circumstances.

  Anderson chuckled softly. "That's one of the ways," he agreed, his smile becoming sly, "Another involves you having something on you that'd get you in a lot of trouble, though."

  Samantha giggled nervously. "You mean like drugs, right?" she inquired, a hint of bemused approval crossing the man's expression.

  "That's exactly right," he chuckled, suddenly giving the girl a more serious look, "You don't have drugs on you, do you?"

  Letting out a ugh, Samantha shook her head, wondering if amber would've counted had she had any. "No, of course not!" she replied, rolling her eyes and suddenly remembering that a few things in Margo's garden likely counted as such, "I'm like, twelve, remember?"

  "True, true..." Anderson mused, slowing the car only a little to safely turn onto a southbound stretch of deserted seeming road, "But that doesn't mean you don't have the third option at your disposal."

  Samantha swallowed hard again, her heart racing. Was he really suggesting what she thought he was suggesting? She pondered, only to have her question answered as the man's hand slowly and gently came down upon the girl's bare knee. It looked huge by comparison, his skin warm against her own, the veins on the back of his strong hand looking oddly compelling to the little redhead.

  "Assuming you're also the sort who knows how to keep a secret," the man added, giving the child's knee a firm squeeze, Samantha's body tensing, the girl inhaling sharply.

  "I ah, I'm sorta used to that," she stammered, trembling a little in her seat. It wasn't that Anderson wasn't handsome or anything, but Samantha still was rather far from home, and there wasn't much she could do about if things got too weird.

  Gncing at the passenger side rearview mirror, Samantha frowned a little, no longer seeing any sign of the other cars with her teammates aboard. "Good girl," Anderson chuckled softly, distracting Samantha from her sudden concern, "now tell me. Have you ever done things with a boy before?"

  Samantha swallowed again, her eyes going wide as she felt his hand slide slowly up her thigh, Anderson's fingers giving a gentle squeeze now and then, his hand practically wrapping around her leg.

  "Um, what sorta things?" the girl inquired coyly, gncing at the mirror again. Still no sign of the other cars. Where did they go?

  Anderson chuckled softly, his fingers running across Samantha's inner thigh, making the girl's body squirm a little as her heart thudded hard in her chest. "Things you don't want your parents to know about," the man said in a quiet tone, his voice a deep rumble that made the child's body quiver a little in response.

  There was definitely no denying what he had in mind, Samantha reasoned. And it wasn't like she hadn't done stuff like this before. But part of her could feel that something wasn't right. Other than a strange man propositioning her, she supposed. It didn't help that she couldn't see any sign of her teammates.

  Nodding slowly, the girl nibbled her bottom lip, her hand pulling her skirt up a bit higher, the sunlight warming her bare thigh. Inhaling softly, Samantha's emerald eyes widening, she watched the man's rge strong hand slide higher, making her skin tingle as he caressed her.

  "What did you um, have in mind?" the redhead inquired nervously, her body giving a shiver as she felt the moisture between her folds, the man chuckling softly, withdrawing his hand so he could unbutton his trousers.

  "Why don't you lean in a little closer and I'll show you," Anderson replied with a hint of amusement, the hungry look in his eyes making Samantha blush.

  Swallowing hard, the girl nodded, unbuckling her seatbelt as the man reached to the side to slide his seat back, making a bit more room. This really wasn't so much different than with the producer, Samantha assured herself. Although this time she was at least an hour from home, alone with a complete stranger. The idea was both worrisome and exciting, though.

  Her eyes going wide again as the man fished out his half-hard shaft, Samantha exhaled softly. She'd half-expected him to be monstrously big given everything about him, but he seemed to be about average, which definitely made things easier. With a nervous giggle, the girl adjusted herself, bringing her legs up onto her seat and leaning over to take hold of Anderson's manhood.

  "Mmm, you seem to know what you're doing," the man chuckled softly, feeling Samantha's tiny fingers wrap about him, the girl slowly stroking Anderson to full hardness as she pushed her tongue inside his foreskin and squirmed it around.

  The girl responded with a nervous giggle, squeezing her fingers tighter, pulling back the man's foreskin before wrapping her young lips around the head of his shaft. Moaning happily, Anderson petted Samantha's head, pulling her a little closer, the girl obliging by sucking more of his shaft into her mouth.

  "You're almost as good at this as some of the girls on my school's team," Anderson chuckled, Samantha tensing for a moment, a look of surprise crossing her face before feeling the man's rge hand push against the back of her head again.

  "They're very talented girls, you know. Some of them might even go pro eventually," the man continued, the car slowing a little as he found himself a bit distracted, "I'll be sad to see them go next year, so it's a real shame that they went and lost the game today. They'd been running quite the streak."

  Samantha wasn't sure how to react to that, but the hint of something unpleasant in the man's tone was troubling. Sucking harder, the girl caressed the man's shaft with her tongue, closing her eyes to focus on the task at hand. He might be disappointed with his girls for loosing, but she could at the very least give him a consotion prize.

  "That thing those twins of yours do. Where they confuse their opponents like that," Anderson continued, idling wrapping one of the redhead's braids around his hand as he watched the road ahead, "it's effective, but I'm surprised it worked on my girls. They're usually thinking one step ahead. Probably got distracted by how sexy those two are."

  Samantha couldn't help but give a bit of a shrug, a muffled sound of agreement escaping her lips. The twins were really cute, she had to admit, part of her wondering how she could arrange for the boys to have some fun with them. That'd definitely be something. They could even switch back and forth along the way, Samantha supposed, the idea making her squirm a little.

  "And your team captain, the tall blond," the man added with a chuckle, "She's fast. Likely because she's so tall. That definitely gave you an advantage today. But I have to wonder, is she half as good at sucking cock as you are?"

  Samantha let out a snort of ughter inspite of herself, the girl lifting her head a bit to suck hard against the man's foreskin, giving it a gentle nibble as her hand scooped up his balls and held them for a moment.

  "You could probably do more if we had more room," Anderson chuckled, letting out a blissful sigh, the man letting out a soft, rumbling moan as the child's fingers caressed his balls, squeezing them ever so gently.

  There's more than enough room to make you cum, though... Samantha mused inwardly, the girl's head moving down again, letting him push a little into the back of her throat. Holding her breath and sucking hard, the little redhead could feel the man's balls tightening in her hand.

  Anderson's body giving a deep shudder, he gave Samantha's hair a hard yank, the girl letting out a muffled yelp, the sudden fsh of pain making her body quiver. Obediently, Samantha lifted her head, the man's shaft escaping her lips with a wet pop sound, the girl left gasping for breath as she stared up at him.

  "Not so fast, little girl," Anderson chuckled, wrapping his hand around the girl's braid a bit tighter, making the redhead wince, "After the way you broke my girl's winning streak, I think you owe me a bit more than just a quick blow job."

  Samantha couldn't help but give him a look at that. It was just a primary school rugby match. It hardly counted for much. After all, it wasn't like her team had cheated or anything.

  "That's kinda entitled of you," the girl said with a ugh, letting out a yelp as the man gave her hair a hard yank.

  "Do you want a ride home or not?" Anderson inquired in a tone so serious, it made Samantha's heart skip a beat, her eyes going wide as she stared up at him, the car slowing its pace and sliding over to the side of the road.

  "Y, yeah..." Samantha said softly, her body trembling. What had she gotten herself into? He'd seemed nice enough, but now...?

  "Then be a good girl and follow my lead," the man told her a touch sternly as he put the car in park and pushed open his door.

  Sitting up, Samantha gnced about again. Still no sign of the other cars. Where had they gone? What if they spotted Anderson's car on the side of the road and stopped to check what was happening?

  "Come on out," the man instructed, pulling her door open and grabbing the child's arm, Samantha barely having time to react as she stumbled out onto her feet.

  Gncing around, the stretch of highway was deserted, a field of wheat on her left and a grazing pasture occupied by a handful of sheep on her right. "Uh, what happened to the others?" Samantha asked quickly, Anderson smirking and letting out a low, rumbling chuckle as he walked her around to the front of the car.

  "Oh, they're fine," he replied, turning the girl to face him, his fingers brushing a few errant crimson hairs back over the girl's ear, "I just took a bit of a short-cut they weren't expecting. They'll catch up to us after."

  Samantha nodded, suddenly feeling a little vulnerable as she felt Anderson's hand touch her shoulder before sliding down her chest. Inhaling sharply as the man found her nipple through her blouse, Samantha let out a soft muffled sound, quickly realizing what he had in mind.

  "Uh, aren't we a little ah, exposed out here?" the girl inquired, taking a deep breath, her body quivering as his thick fingers rolled her nipple between them, the man's other hand reaching down to lift her uniform skirt.

  "Oh, I don't think the sheep'll mind so much," Anderson chuckled, moving closer, the backs of the girl's calves touching the warmth of the front bumper as he leaned down and pressed his lips to Samantha's.

  Letting out a soft, startled protest, Samantha did her best to rex. It felt weird to actually kiss an adult like this. Especially given that she really only ever kissed the boys... as well as a few girls. It wasn't so bad, Samantha supposed, but still, Anderson was quickly going from a charming older man to something of a creep.

  Kissing him back, the girl's body tensed as she felt the man's fingers slip inside her panties, probing about to confirm that she still hadn't grown hair before slipping lower. Her body trembling, Samantha let out a soft, worried whimper as she felt his other hand undo a few of the buttons of her top.

  If anyone drives by, I'm in so much trouble! The girl thought to herself, opening one eye to gnce at the still deserted road. But then, he'd be in way more trouble than I ever would, she reminded herself.

  Pushing his tongue past her young lips, Anderson pressed closer, one hand groping at her chest, capturing the child's hard nipple as the other rubbed his fingers against her hairless folds. Squirming a little, Samantha wished he'd slow down a little, the man's tongue aggressively probing her mouth, the girl pressing her hands against his shoulders, trying to push him back a little.

  The man paid Samantha no heed, though, chuckling softly to himself as he roughly caressed her tongue, his middle finger pushing between her folds. Finding the girl only partly wet, the man shoved his digit deeper, eliciting a muffled protest from the little redhead as a spark of pain shot through her.

  Shaking her head, Samantha pulled herself back as best she could, Anderson's hand quickly leaving her chest to wrap his arm about her, pressing his palm against the middle of her back, holding the child in pce.

  Wincing in annoyance, Samantha turned her head to the side, letting out a soft unhappy sound as she felt the man's tongue drag across her cheek for a second. "You can slow down a little, you know," she muttered in annoyance, her hips squirming a bit as the adult finger probed her moist juvenile passage.

  "They'll be suspicious if we take too long," Anderson chuckled, nipping at Samantha's neck a bit too hard, making the girl grit her teeth, her body trying to squirm away, "Just rex and enjoy it. You know you want this."

  Samantha's cheeks flushed hard. If he'd been nicer, she probably would've been fine with it, the girl knew, but things were definitely going a bit too fast, and much more roughly than Samantha was used to.

  "What... what if someone drives by?" she panted, wincing a little as the man started trying to push a second finger between her tight folds.

  "Then they'll get a show," Anderson chuckled, Samantha blushing at the thought. As much fun as it was to have an audience, this still seemed like a terrible idea, "Besides, would you rather I just leave you here and let you walk the rest of the way home?"

  Samantha's body stiffened, the girl staring up at Anderson for a moment, clenching her teeth and trying not to let one of dozen stupid comments escape her lips even as her stomach tightened and her heart felt heavy in her chest.

  "Fine, whatever," Samantha muttered, reaching a shaking hand down to take hold of the man's still hard shaft, "Just like, slow down, okay?"

  The man chuckled, shaking his head slowly, his smile far from reassuring. "You didn't show my girls any mercy out on the field today," Anderson replied, Samantha giving him a unimpressed look that made him let out a short bark of ughter.

  Wincing as the man's thumb pressed hard against her clit, the girl couldn't help but gnce around again as she stroked his shaft, somehow half-expecting the cars with the rest of her team to suddenly drive by. The highway, though, remained quiet, at least for the moment, and Anderson's quickening breathing signaled that he wouldn't need much longer.

  "Okay, that's enough," the man ordered a moment ter, pulling his fingers free and grabbing the girl's wrist, Samantha gring at him for his hypocrisy, "I think it's time to move on to the main event, don't you?"

  "Not really," Samantha muttered, Anderson smirking down at her, considering his options.

  "Take your panties off," the man ordered, loosening his grip just enough that Samantha had to forcibly yank her arm out of his hand, the girl gring at him annoyedly.

  "You could be nicer about this, you know," the girl said as sternly as she could muster, the man smirking and letting out a soft snort of ughter.

  "I hold all the cards here at the moment, I can do whatever I want," Anderson replied with dark amusement, the two staring at each other for a long moment before Samantha sighed heavily and reached under her skirt.

  At least she didn't have to show herself off to him to take them down, the girl supposed, shifting her hips as she hiked down her panties, the green and bck pattered skirt hiding most of the action from the man's sinister view.

  "See? That wasn't so bad," Anderson chuckled as Samantha stepped out of the garment, the girl kneeling down for a quick second to scoop them up, "Now turn around and bend over."

  "What-?!" Samantha blurted, her cheeks flushing, surely he couldn't be serious!

  "You heard me," the man said sternly, using the voice he likely used on unruly students, "Unless, of course, you want to try hitch-hiking home."

  "I'd rather walk!" Samantha blurted, immediately regretting her words as Anderson's hand practically came out of nowhere.

  Before the girl could react, the man's rge hand spped the side of her face. For the briefest moment Samantha felt a sense of confusion, her body shifting, her head turning, the sound still echoing in her ears. Then the pain set in, a sudden, hot stabbing sensation that spread quickly outwards from her cheek.

  Samantha was used to be knocked around a bit in rugby, and pying with the boys would sometimes result in small injuries. Not to mention the occasional bit of spanking she'd be secretly gdly receive. But this was different. It wasn't just part of a game, it wasn't meant to be pyful and fun. This was meant to hurt her. This was Anderson trying to put Samantha in her pce. Or at least the pce he felt she belonged in.

  For a moment, the girl was stunned, uncertain of what to do or how to react as the searing sensation on the side of her face refused to abate. The man had likely only hit her lightly all things considered, but it may as well have been a full on punch for how much it hurt.

  Giving her a moment to recover, Anderson gave Samantha a serious look. "Now stop being a bratty bitch and do as your told," he said in a level, but authoritative tone, the girl staring back at him for a moment before slowly turning around.

  I've really gone and done it this time, Samantha realized, the girl touching the red metal surface of the car, happy that it at least wasn't too hot. Taking a deep breath, Samantha leaned forward, her body trembling, trying to remember what Lydia had said about such things.

  It was just sex, right? It's not like I'm getting into a fight or something... Samantha sighed, the pins and needles sensation in her cheek making her wonder how true that statement really was. Better to just make the best of it, the girl reminded herself. After all, who were the sheep going to tell?

  Hearing Anderson chuckle softly to himself, Samantha rolled her eyes, linking her fingers together and leaning on her forearms, the girl refusing to look back at him. Closing her eyes, Samantha could feel the man's rge hands on her small bottom, squeezing it appraisingly through her skirt. If his low, quiet moan was any indication, the man approved of it.

  A moment ter, though, and Anderson yanked the child's skirt up, Samantha inhaling sharply as the cooler air touched her bottom, the sun quickly warming her pale skin. He'd better of brought some lube if that's what he wants... the girl thought to herself, her body trembling as she felt his hands caressing her again.

  "So, I can tell your not a virgin," Anderson chided with a hint of amusement, Samantha finding herself blushing a bit at the statement, the mans fingers suddenly moving down to rub against her folds, "but how many boys have you been with?"

  "That's none of your business!" Samantha shot back, her heart racing, desperately hoping he wouldn't sp her again.

  Fortunately Anderson just chuckled, his finger pushing into her again as his other hand gave the child's bottom a firm sp. "So you have been with a few, then?" he chuckled, Samantha swallowing hard, suddenly wondering if it actually counted if the guys in question hadn't actually been properly inside of her.

  "You shouldn't ask things like that," Samantha replied, trying to ignore the way her body quivered under the thick, adult fingers that rubbed against her childish folds.

  Anderson snickered, shaking his head. "I bet a cutie like you has all the boys begging for a piece," he teased, the man's hand coming down on her shoulder as Samantha tried to stand up again, holding the girl firmly in pce.

  "Hardly," Samantha grunted, the girl squirming a bit as she felt the finger push inside of her again, making her wince.

  "Well, clearly someone's been enjoying this top shelf redheaded pussy," Anderson chuckled, Samantha's cheeks flushing hotly, "I'd say you're well on your way to be a grade A little slut."

  It was really just the boys, right? Well, mostly. She'd done some stuff with her director. And there was his producer... plus that random camera guy, the girl supposed. Five guys in one year wasn't that many, right?

  "I... I'm not a slut," Samantha managed, wincing at bit at the word. Sure, she'd sucked off David's friends that time, but they'd made her do it. And then there was Seth, but that was just so he'd get her a discount, as well as helping her out in a few other ways... Plus there was the guy at the dance... And the construction worker that one time... Plus the producer's assistant...

  But surely oral didn't really count, right? It was only the guys who'd been inside of her that mattered, right? Of course, then that also meant that there was whoever was on the other side of that gloryhole at New Years, Samantha reminded herself. That made six guys in total, if she just ignored the one's she'd only done oral with. Maybe that was a lot?

  "Well, maybe not yet," Anderson chuckled, Samantha sucking in her lips as she felt the head of the man's shaft suddenly brush against her moistening folds, "But I'm sure a few more deep dickings and you'll be positively addicted!"

  Samantha sighed, the girl rolling her eyes. Of course she enjoyed sex. She just didn't much like being treated like this was all. Seriously, it was just a stupid game! The girl reminded herself, thinking better of mentioning that to Anderson.

  "Oh just get on with it," Samantha muttered, Anderson snickering again before pushing the head of his shaft against her folds, the girl inhaling sharply as a tiny sting of pain shot through her, the growing moisture saving her from the worst of it.

  "Ah see? You don't mind it when a much older man ploughs you from behind, do you?" the man inquired mockingly, Samantha wincing as she held back any comment. It wasn't that she wasn't interested in older guys... it was just his one in particur who was being more trouble than he was worth!

  Shaking her head slowly Samantha sighed heavily, finding her breath quickening as Anderson started moving his hips, the man finally taking his time at least, pushing a little deeper with every forward motion. Good thing he's not crazy big or anything... Samantha reminded herself, trying to ignore the sparks of pleasure that his probing member sent through her small body.

  Smirking to himself, Anderson picked up the pace as he felt the child's tight passage moisten, the man's breath quickening at how her inner muscles squeezed him tightly. Grinning as he felt himself able to push deeper, the man picked up the pace again, savouring the soft strained grunts that escaped the little redhead's lips.

  Samantha's body quivering as the man pushed himself deeper, the girl inhaled sharply, trying to deny how wonderful it felt to have a man fill her with his shaft. Behind her, Anderson let out a grunting groan, the man suddenly burying himself fully inside of the child as he slowly rotated his hips.

  “You really can take it all, can't you?” the man chuckled, Samantha bowing her head and closing her eyes tightly.

  “Don't say things like that!” she shot back through gritted teeth, her inner muscles quickly moistening as the man's hips began to move again, slowly at first, enjoying the way the girl gripped him tightly, before picking up speed.

  “You want a ride home, right?” Anderson inquired with a smirk, his rge hands taking hold of the girl's small bottom, squeezing hard and pulling her cheeks apart for a better view.

  Her body trembling again, Samantha tried desperately to ignore how good it was starting to feel despite the circumstances. “I do, okay?!” the girl grunted, her breath quickening, the pounding shaft picking up speed, shoving her forward across the metal surface again and again.

  “Then tell me you like it,” Anderson ordered with a growl, Samantha gring and clenching her teeth, her body shaking with a mix of emotions, but refusing to say anything until she felt the man sp her bottom hard, “Say it, you little bitch! Or I'll leave you here on the side the road right now!”

  Stifling her yelp as best she could, the stinging sp against her bottom sent a jolt of pleasure through Samantha that the sp to the face hadn't. It did feel good. The growing tingling sensation spreading through her body each time the man shoved himself into her. If only he wasn't such a jerk about it!

  “Fine! I... I like it, okay?” the girl managed, her heart feeling heavy at the admission, hating that he'd made her say that, but there was no way she was going to try and walk home.

  Giving a self-satisfied smile, Anderson's hands moved to the girl's waist, his fingers almost touching as he held on to Samantha, holding the child in pce as he pounded her harder.

  Wincing as the head of the man's shaft kept bottoming out inside of her, Samantha tried her best to stay quiet, but each hard jab was accompanied by a stab of pain despite the nearly overwhelming pleasure that accompanied it.

  “N-Not so rough!” Samantha begged, a whimper escaping the girl's lips as she felt her eyes water, the redhead straining to keep the tears at bay. He wasn't just doing this to get off, she realized. Anderson genuinely wanted to hurt her. That combined with the constant danger of another car driving past made Samantha's heart beat faster, a cold chill running down her spine.

  “Slow down or... Or I'll tell!” Samantha managed, Anderson letting out a ugh, the man stopping for a moment, leaving the little redhead panting heavily beneath him as the man leaned over her body and pressed his lips to her ear.

  “No one will ever believe you,” he whispered, the man panting softly, “And, if you do tell, I'll do this to every member of your team. You got that?”

  Samantha's eyes widened. The idea made her stomach turn. This guy really was an awful person. He'd probably do it too. And more if he got the chance. At least this way, she could keep her friends safe. All she had to do was hold on a little longer given the way he was throbbing inside of her and the way his balls felt tight as they spped against the backs of her thighs.

  “Fine...” Samantha breathed, the man letting out a self-satisfied chuckle before standing up straight again, his hand suddenly grabbing Samantha's head, pinning the child's face down, looking away from the road.

  As he thrusted into her again, Samantha quickly realized why Anderson wanted her to stay still. The man's other hand moving to grab her bottom again, Samantha could hear the sound of another vehicle coming down the road.

  “N-No!” Samantha blurted, a surge of panic shooting through her body, the girl squirming desperately as Anderson plowed her harder, the main grinning as he strained against the intensity of the sensation.

  “Shut up!” the man hissed, the sound of the car getting louder for a moment before clearly slowing down a bit, Samantha's heart feeling like led as it sank in her chest, a cold chill of fear spreading through her body.

  The girl could hear the car driving by now. It had slowed significantly and Samantha could only imagine how many people were staring at her right now. Watching as her tiny body was vioted by the tall, well-dressed man who didn't seem at all bothered by it.

  A desperate whimper escaping her lips, Samantha was at least thankful that they couldn't see her face. As hot as the idea of being watched was, the reality of it wasn't something she was quite ready for. It was one thing, after all, to put on a show on the internet, but this was real! There were actual people who likely lived in her area who were watching!

  Closing her eyes, Samantha did her best to ignore the feeling that the thought brought her, but her inner muscles still clenched harder around the thick, probing shaft. Suddenly, the girl could hear some muffled ughter, probably from inside the car, her heart racing as she heard the occupants speak.

  “Mind if I record this?” a young woman's voice asked as several others ughed, Samantha almost able to feel the grin on Anderson's face as he spoke.

  “Go right ahead!” he ughed, the growing panic Samantha felt turning into an out right surge of fear, the girl struggling harder.

  “No!” she shrieked, squirming with all her might, the girl's legs kicking as the occupants of the other car ughed even more, Anderson's hands pushing down more firmly, pinning Samantha down as he pounded her harder.

  "I don't think she likes it!" another voice ughed, Samantha closing her eyes tightly, desperately wishing they'd just drive away already.

  "She-! She's just shy!" Anderson grunted with a grin, the man's shaft throbbing harder, the girl's breath quickening, her body shaking, knowing he was about to cum.

  Blocking out the sounds of ughter, Samantha whimpered helplessly, the girl breathing through gritted teeth as Anderson's thrusts became more shallow. He was close, his hands holding her down with all his strength, the man clearly not pnning on pulling out.

  "N- Not inside-!" Samantha managed, desperately trying to remember where in her cycle she was, the man letting out a grunting ugh in response.

  "Sh- shut up!" Anderson managed, the man groaning loudly, tossing his head back as the girls in the car let out a chorus of ughing cheers.

  The man shoving himself hard into the little redhead one st time, the sudden gush of white-hot semen made Samantha gasp, the girl's body tensing and shaking hard. His seed filling her, Anderson grunted hard, giving Samantha quick, shallow thrusts, squirting several thick loads into the child before leaning forward, the man panting heavily.

  "You... you'll regret this..." Samantha whimpered, desperately holding back her tears, refusing to give him the satisfaction, the man letting out a strained ugh.

  "You must really want me to fuck your friends," Anderson chuckled, gncing back at the car and giving the girls a wave as the vehicle started up again and drove away, the sounds of ughter fading into the distance.

  Giving an involuntary shudder at the thought, Samantha took a moment to catch her breath before turning to gre up at the man. "Don't even think about it," she grumbled, Anderson smirking back at her.

  Resting his hands on Samantha's bottom, the man sighed happily, finally sliding himself out of her, causing the girl's body to give a shudder as her inner muscles squeezed closed in his wake. Pausing before yanking the head out, Anderson chuckled, giving Samantha's bottom a sp, the girl letting out a long groan as she heard a soft, wet pop, followed by a thick glob of still hot cum oozing out of her onto the front of the car.

  "I should make you lick that up," the man chuckled, Samantha rolling her eyes as she panted heavily, not noticing as Anderson pulled out his phone and crouched down.

  With a bemused smirk, the man zoomed in on the child's now sticky, dripping folds and took a quick picture. "Alright, back in the car with you," Anderson chuckled, navigating to a certain social media website, "I need to get you home."

  "You need more than that..." Samantha muttered, casting the distracted man a dark gre as she stood back up on shaking legs, thankful that at least that there were no other cars in sight.

  Ignoring her comment, Anderson tagged the photo with the hashtag "#CorrectionWithoutProtection" and got back into the driver's seat, the man frowning a his dashboard. "I'll need to make a quick stop along the way," he commented mostly to himself as Samantha sat down and gred out the passenger side window, doing her best to ignore him, "the tank's almost empty. Shouldn't take too long though."

  Hitting send, Anderson put his phone back in his pocket and started the car up again...

  *****

  Sitting in silence, Samantha refused to even look at Headmaster Anderson, the girl gring out of her window for several minutes. She could still feel the warm squishiness inside of herself. It seemed to be keeping the dull ache mostly at bay. Anderson had definitely been too rough with her. Maybe if he hadn't of been such a jerk about whole thing she'd be okay with that, but for now, it was all just an unpleasant reminder.

  Snapping out of her reverie as the car pulled off the highway and into a truck stop, Samantha blinked a few times as the sun got into her eyes. She had no idea where they were at this point, but knew that the car needed refueling and she definitely needed a drink.

  "I'm gonna stretch my legs," Samantha muttered, grabbing her backpack not wanting to leave it in his car unattended. Unsure if the man heard her or not, Samantha rolled her eyes at the soft chuckle she heard him let out, the girl honestly not caring what Anderson thought at that point.

  Not bothering to look back, Samantha gnced about, the girl having no clue where she was, but the pce did seem popur enough. At least Anderson likely wouldn't try anything weird here, the girl assured herself with a bit of a smirk, noting the number of fairly burly truck drivers walking around.

  Stepping into the small diner next to the small convenience store, Samantha found herself mildly amused to note that the interior didn't seem to have changed much since her grandparent's time. A long counter made of an eye-straining shade of pale blue with round stools ran along the opposite side of the room with several worn booth seats opposite them, sort of reminding Samantha of an old movie she once saw.

  A few of the patrons giving her curious gnces, the girl walked up the counter and ordered a drink to go. Gncing outside, Samantha tried to spot Anderson's car, but a rge van had parked at the pump just ahead of it.

  "Just as well," Samantha sighed, the waitress giving the girl a puzzled look as she slid over the can of soda.

  "You okay?" the woman inquired, the girl giving a shrug.

  "It could be worse, I guess," Samantha replied with a bit sullenly, forcing a smile as she set down some money and headed back outside, quietly hoping that Anderson would keep his hands to himself for the rest of the trip home.

  Stepping around the van, Samantha stopped in her tracks, almost dropping her drink. The space where Anderson's car had been was vacant. Her heart pounding hard, Samantha could only stare for long moment, the girl gncing about, panic slowly setting in as she realized he'd driven off without her.

  "But I... I was only gone for like a minute!" she blurted, her stomach tightening as the fear set in, the girl gncing at the pump. She hadn't actually seen him use it. Infact, Samantha hadn't even actually gnced at the fuel gage. He hadn't need to stop here at all. It had been Anderson's pn all along to simply abandon her there.

  "No, no, no..." Samantha stammered, trying to slow her breathing, the girl holding her stomach and shaking her head slowly, "This is bad... really bad!"

  Swallowing hard, the girl looked about. Someone had to be going in her direction. Maybe one of the truck drivers? Her hometown was on the way to the Capital after all... It was that or call her parents, but Samantha had no clue where she even was.

  Her body shaking, the little redhead made her way back inside, the woman behind the counter looking up and smiling for a second before seeing the look on the child's face.

  "What's wrong? What happened?" the woman asked quickly, leaning over the counter to get a better look at the girl, Samantha's eyes hurting as she suddenly found herself holding back tears she refused to cry.

  Taking a deep breath, the girl tried to find the right words, for once finding all the eyes staring at her to not be quite as fulfilling as they usually were. Now Samantha half-wished she was invisible. The st thing she wanted were so many people seeing her so vulnerable.

  Swallowing hard, the girl moved closer, keeping her voice down. "I um... I seem to have lost my ride," the little girl managed, her body trembling, her stomach feeling like nothing more than a tight knot inside of her.

  The woman's eyes went wide, staring at the child for a moment with a mix of anger, horror and sympathy. "Why... why would your family do that to you?" she quickly stammered, almost unable to believe what she heard if not for the expression on the girl's face.

  Exhaling slowly, Samantha shook her head. "I was at an away game," she expined, clenching her fists as the sudden rise of anger pushed back her tears, "But our bus broke down, so I had to get a ride home from someone at the other school... Apparently he didn't like it so much that my team won."

  Shaking her head slowly, the woman frowned disapprovingly. "Well, that certainly won't do, now will it?" she said half to herself before properly addressing the girl, "Tell me, dear, where do you live?"

  Samantha gave a bit of a hopeful smile. "Emerald Bay," she replied, the woman behind the counter brightening a bit as she leaned closer and waved to a man sitting in one of the booth seats.

  "Hey, Ben!" the woman called out to the man, "You're heading through the Bay on your way to the Capital, right?"

  Samantha looked over, her eyes going wide at the sight of him. The man was around the same height as Evan's dad, but was at least twice as wide, with a thick bck beard that made it hard to read his expression and equally dark eyes.

  "Aye, the highway goes right by it," the man replied, lifting his mug of coffee as Samantha tried to make sense of the pattern of tattoos along his arm which seemed to almost be thrice as big around as her own.

  "Good," the woman behind the counter said with a nod, "Then you won't mind if a little lost traveler comes along for the ride will you?"

  Samantha felt her cheeks flush hotly. Everyone was staring again. But not for the reasons she wanted. "Yeah, I think I can take care o' that," Ben replied with a nod before downing the rest of his drink, "You ready to go right now, ss?"

  Her eyes widened as the man stood, a towering figure in dusty jeans and old t-shirt bearing the logo of a metal band she'd never heard of. "If I can get back before my parents get home, they won't need to worry, so yeah," Samantha chuckled nervously, the man nodding, most of his thick dark hair concealed under a baseball cap that was likely twice her age.

  "Alright then, no time like the present," the trucker said gruffly, his gravelly voice sounding like he'd probably started drinking shortly before birth, before walking to the counter and leaving the woman a generous tip, "Anyway, I'll be back in a week or two. See ya then."

  The woman smiled and gave Samantha reassuring look. The trucker was probably a lot less scary than he looked, she reasoned, following the strange man out the door and back into the parking lot once again.

  "Thanks for this," the little girl said hesitantly, the man letting out a soft grunt in reply as he lead the way to his truck, "I don't normally get abandoned out in the middle of nowhere very often."

  Ben let out another soft grunt, giving a small nod. "You really shouldn't be hitchhiking at your age," he remarked, his tone making it impossible to know if he was trying to be funny or not, but Samantha wasn't really in a position to argue.

  "That's for sure," the girl agreed, stopping as the two came up to the massive transport truck. Samantha'd never seen one up close before, the machine seemingly a giant in comparison to her parent's car.

  Without further comment, Ben climbed up and pulled his door open, the man climbing in before reaching over and opening the passenger side. Not needing an invitation, Samantha hurried over and grabbed the hand rail, pulling herself up, the girl finding herself literally having to climb up into the cab.

  The interior smelt like a mix of fried food, sweat and motor oil, and the various bits of clutter made her wonder if the man lived his whole life out of the cab of his truck. Remembering not to ague, the girl grabbed the door with both hands and found herself straining a little against its weight to pull it shut.

  "It sticks a bit when you try and open it again," Ben remarked, reaching back into the small sleeping area behind the seats and grabbing out a bottle of water before offering it to the girl.

  "Th, thanks," Samantha said gratefully, feeling foolish for having left her drink behind, the girl not minding that the water was a bit warm, given the circumstances.

  Going quiet again, Ben went through a few st minute checks as Samantha drank some water and watched him, the girl setting her back pack down between her feet. The trucker didn't seem that scary now that she thought about it. And he was giving her a ride home, Samantha reminded herself, the girl wondering if the man would ask her for something in return for the favour.

  "So, um..." Samantha said nervously, as Ben focused on his GPS, "I guess I should repay this favour, right?"

  Ben paused, his head turning towards her slowly with what passed for a curious look in his dark eyes. "I don't follow," he rumbled, Samantha swallowing hard.

  It'd be wrong not to, she reasoned, this way we'll be even. "Here, this won't take long," the girl chuckled nervously, crawling across the bench seat, her eyes momentarily drawn to the overly complicated stick shift that seemed to have gears into the double digits.

  The man stared for a moment, seemingly not understanding before inhaling sharply as the girl's nimble fingers pulled down the zipper of his worn denim jeans. Swallowing hard, Samantha struggled a tiny bit with the button, her hand shaking as she reached into the front hole of the man's boxers.

  Ben exhaled slowly as Samantha's nimble fingers wrapped about his thick shaft, the girl's body trembling. I can do this... I can do this... she told herself pulling the man's shaft free, her emerald eyes going wide at its girth.

  "You sure 'bout this?" the man inquired, a slight quaver to his voice, the girl nodding as she gave him a testing squeeze before beginning to gently stroke it.

  "It's um... not my first time," Samantha confessed, blushing a bit as she left out the "today" part.

  "Aren't you like... ten or something?" Ben inquired, leaning back a bit in his seat, making no move to stop her despite his seeming uncertainty.

  Samantha rolled her eyes. "Oh please, I'm like twelve," she corrected him. It wasn't as though she was Amy or something. That girl looked even younger than that sometimes. A fact that Samantha did have to admit made her somehow more interesting.

  Taking a slow deep breath, Ben shook his head slowly, but still made no move to stop her. Hesitating for just a second, still finding it hard to know how the man felt about what was happening Samantha smiled, feeling his thick shaft twitch in her hand.

  Giggling softly, the girl lowered her head, running the ft of her tongue across the head of the man's shaft, moaning softly as she heard a soft groan escape hid lips.

  Slowly sucking him into her mouth, Samantha's tiny fingers stroked the base of Ben's shaft, something about the man's hesitation calming the girl's nerves. Sighing softly, Samantha's tongue caressed the soft skin as the shaft filled her mouth, the girl's body trembling a little, realizing that Ben was indeed much a bit rger than she was used to.

  Feeling Ben's rge hand rest gently on the back of her head, Samantha smiled a little, the child moaning hungrily as she fell into a comforting rhythm. This is way better than before... she mused, no longer feeling especially intimidated by the man, her hand sliding down to cup his balls as her head moved lower down his shaft.

  "You, you really don't need to... do this..." Ben managed, Samantha needing a moment to process what he'd said, the girl giving a bit of a shrug. It wasn't that big a deal, after all, and it was only fair. He was helping her out of a bad situation. Plus, he didn't seem such a bad guy.

  Sucking him harder, the girl slowly drew her lips upwards, soon slipping her tongue inside the man's foreskin and circling slowly around the head of his shaft. The man exhaling loudly, leaning back a bit in his seat, Samantha giggling softly, her body quivering as Ben's rge hand slid slowly down her back, his fingers slipping under the waist band of her skirt.

  Pulling her head up a bit, Samantha gave the man's foreskin a teasing nibble, his body shuddering hard for a second as she grinned up at him. "But it's only fair, though," the little girl protested teasingly, holding the man's gaze as her hand moving to give his shaft a few firm strokes, "And it's really all I have to pay you back with."

  A soft chuckle escaped the hairy man's lips, a bit of a smile forming beneath his ample beard. "This is crazy," Ben said softly, mostly to himself as he gnced about the parking lot, the two of them high enough up that there was really no danger of any seeing anything.

  Samantha giggled, the girl nibbling her bottom lip, her body quivering as she felt the man's hand slip under her skirt and take a firm hold of round bottom. "I've done crazier things," the redhead replied shyly, dropping her head back down, her young mouth eagerly sucking man's shaft again, making him let out a long moan as Ben pushed his head back.

  "Keep that up and I'll drive you to your door..." Ben groaned, Samantha giggling again as she felt his thick fingers slide lower, his middle one soon rubbing gently against her hairless pale folds.

  The girl squirming a bit, she gave the base of the man's shaft a firm squeeze as she lowered her head further. He was being rather nice about things, after all, so why not put in a little more effort? Samantha reasoned, carefully pushing the head of Ben's shaft into the back of her throat, the man inhaling sharply, his body tensing.

  Holding her breath, Samantha winced a bit at its girth, but as long as he didn't move too much, she could handle it. Besides, the way his fingers shook as they caressed her skin felt rather nice, even if his hesitancy made her want to giggle.

  "You... you'd make a mint if you started doing this professionally," Ben breathed.

  Samantha tried desperately to stifle a ugh, the little redhead sucking as hard as she could, trying not to let up for several seconds, but it was too much. Pulling her head back up, Samantha ughed, the girl panting hard as she grinned up at the man.

  "Hey, this is totally different!" she chided pyfully, her body giving a deep quiver as she felt the man's finger slide between her folds, making slow circles against her entrance.

  Ben gave a short snort of ughter. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were at least thinkin' about it," he chuckled teasingly, the girl blushing again.

  "I... I'm not a prostitute," Samantha half-mumbled, the girl gncing askance, her heart racing a bit. Was that really what this was? She pondered, suddenly wondering how much the ck of money being exchanged really mattered. Still, it wasn't like she was going to make a habit out of it or anything.

  "Don't worry, ss, your secret's safe with me," Ben replied, his finger gently pushing deeper, the girl's body trembling harder, "But if I see you again, I'd be willin' to make it worth your while."

  Samantha blushed harder, her heart hammering in her chest. Was he really saying what she thought he was saying? Was he really offering her actual money to suck him off next time they met? The idea made the girl's head spin, it was both exciting and weird in a way.

  Sure, as an actress Samantha was likely to eventually have to do a bit more than just lick out another actress in the shower, but that was different, right? It was really just a part of acting. But actually taking money from strangers for sex? The thought was actually a little scary.

  Swallowing hard, Samantha gnced up at the man though her bangs, the girl's body trembling as his finger pushed deeper into her moist passage. "Well, um... maybe if you keep it a secret," she managed, the man smiling again, his finger making slow, tight circles inside of her, causing a soft whimper to escape the girl's lips.

  "Oh, no worries there, ss," Ben assured her, his shaft throbbing in the child's hand, "but... if you were interested. I'd be willin' to give ya a little something extra if you were willin' to do somethin' a bit more..."

  Her eyes going wide, Samantha stared at the man for a moment, knowing full well what he was implying. "You, ah... you mean you want to put it in me?" the twelve-year-old inquired hesitantly, the man's smile surprisingly warm.

  "As I said, I'd make it worth your while, ss," he promised, panting softly as her hand continued to stroke his shaft, "I mean, this is one thing, but that's worth more than just a ride home when it's already on my way."

  Nodding slowly, the girl considered the offer. If she did that, would that make her a prostitute? Even if it was just the one time? Samantha pondered, reminding herself that doing something once, maybe twice wasn't exactly a life time commitment.

  "Um... okay..." the redhead said quietly, nibbling her bottom lip as she crawled closer, her body giving a bit of a shiver as the man's fingers slipped away.

  Moving into Ben's p, Samantha straddled the man as best she could, giggling softly as he unlocked the steering wheel, tilting it upwards to give the girl more room.

  "That's handy," Samantha commented nervously, the girl trying to read Ben's expression as she reached down and took hold of his shaft again. It felt rather thick in her hand, and the girl half-wondered if this was really such a good idea.

  Ben just chuckled softly, his hand moving to the child's hips as she rubbed the rubbed the head of his shaft against her clit teasingly, enjoying the warmth against her skin. Her breath quickening, Samantha adjusted her skirt, spreading it out enough to keep it from getting in the way before taking hold of the man's shoulder.

  Looking into Ben's dark eyes, Samantha lifted herself up, angling his shaft to rest against her moist folds. Gotta go slow, Samantha reminded herself, the girl letting out a soft whimper as she rubbed the head against herself, its warmth sending a jolt of pleasure through her young body.

  "You sure about this?" Ben breathed, the man panting softly, his shaft throbbing in the child's hand.

  "I like a challenge," Samantha giggled a little nervously, the girl swallowing hard before lowering herself, inhaling sharply as she felt her netherlips part, the man's shaft resting against her opening.

  "Here goes..." the girl murmured, mostly to herself, her hand moving to take hold of Ben's other shoulder, her fingers squeezing a bit, her body trembling.

  The head of the adult shaft pushing its way inside of her sent another jolt through the girl, Samantha gritting her teeth, trying to rex her muscles. As it pushed fully inside, the girl let go of the breath she didn't realize she was holding and giggled.

  "Do you like it?" Samantha inquired nervously, the the girl panting as she paused for a moment, the man nodding slowly, his body trembling, clearly wanting more but willing to be patient and wait.

  Giggling softly Samantha pushed herself lower, a soft whimper escaping her lips as she felt her inner muscles stretch around the man's girth. He was big, but not too big... the girl reminded herself, besides, it felt so good as it slowly slid inside of her.

  Allowing gravity to do most of the work, Samantha nibbled her bottom lip, too distracted by the sensation to notice the look of intense lust in Ben's dark eyes. It hurt a little, but not too much given how wet she was, but Samantha still had to ease herself onto it, the girl lifting herself a bit before pushing down again, slowly but surely taking more and more of the man inside of herself.

  Her small body trembling, Samantha closed her eyes, moving slowly up and down Ben's shaft, each downward motion sending a wave of pleasure up her spine. It felt so good that Samantha began to wonder why she'd hesitated.

  Feeling Ben's hands grasp her waist firmly, Samantha let out a soft moan, her body trembling as she reminded herself how much bigger than her he was. How the man could easily take control of the situation any time he wanted, and there'd be nothing the girl could do about it. But yet, Ben was willing to let her take the lead, soft grunts escaping the child's lips as her body ached to take him in entirely.

  The man groaning as he finally filled the girl completely, Ben pushed his head back and exhaled loudly. "Incredible..." he murmured, feeling the child slowly rotating her hips, his tightening ball sack rubbing a bit against her firm bottom.

  Giggling in response, Samantha slowly bucked her hips, the girl's gaze becoming unfocused as the sensation shot through her. It felt so good, she thought, the girl gncing out the window, smiling as she caught a glimpse of a few people walking past.

  At least they weren't super close, and trying to record it, Samantha reminded herself. As much fun as the risky thrill of being caught was, actually being caught was entirely a different matter. But at least they couldn't see her face, the girl supposed.

  Her inner muscles clenching, Ben inhaled sharply, the girl reminding herself to rex. She was way safer now than she had been, after all. And it definitely made everything way more enjoyable.

  "It- it's too bad you can't drive like this," Samantha giggled teasingly, a smile crossing Ben's face, his fingers gripping the girl a little tighter.

  "Too dangerous," he chuckled softly, his body giving a deep shudder, feeling the girl lower herself again, her hips rotating as her eyes rolled back a bit, the sensation becoming all the more intense.

  "D- danger can be fun," the girl admitted, her pulse quickening, her body tingling as she slowly rode the man's shaft, each downward stroke bottoming out inside of her.

  "Speaking off..." the man panted, his body shaking harder, his shaft throbbing hungrily inside of little redhead.

  Samantha grinned, giggling as her hand slipped away from Ben's shoulder and started unbottoning her blouse. "Getting close?" she inquired, the man nodding, his eyes going wide as Samantha opened her top, tugging at it a bit to pull it free of her skirt.

  "Very," the man agreed, his eyes going wide as he caught sight of the child's pink nipples upon her pale ft chest, the girl giggling as she leaned forward, rubbing herself teasingly against the man's thick beard.

  Exhaling slowly, Ben's body gave another shudder, finally giving in, his tongue sliding out to caress Samantha's nipple, the girl moaning softly, her head rolling back.

  "That... that's nice..." she breathed, her body trembling, the man's tongue teasing the girl for a moment before sliding across her skin to the other nipple, Ben's beard brushing softly against her skin.

  Closing her eyes, Samantha smiled, her body tingling all over, the girl moving faster now, letting more of the man's shaft slip from her moist folds before sinking back down. The sensation was intense, the whole thing feeling almost dream-like as the girl slowly bucked her hips, the man's body shuddering at the sensation, his hand moving down to hurriedly reach under Samantha's skirt to grasp her bottom.

  Letting out a desperate whimper, Samantha closed her eyes tighter, the girl's fingers gripping the man's shoulders harder as her body trembled. It felt so good. The sun on her back reminding Samantha that they weren't exactly hidden, that in theory someone could see them from the right angle.

  The thought made the girl smile. She still enjoyed the risk, even if things had gone too far earlier. There was no way she was going to let one bad experience ruin things for her. Giggling softly, Samantha embraced the slight chill that ran down her spine as she heard a car in the parking lot bre its horn. It was, after all, more likely that someone wasn't paying attention than it was that someone was trying to draw attention to what was going on in the truck's cab.

  "I... I can't do this for much longer," Ben breathed, Samantha grinning back at him, the girl slowly opening her eyes to meet his gaze.

  "You... you're doing fine," she replied in a moaning giggle, her own excitement becoming almost too much to hold back, the child's inner muscles squeezing the man's shaft tighter as she trembled harder.

  Ben groaned, gritting his teeth as sensation began to overwhelm him. "I, I can't... I'm... I'm gonna cum!" the man grunted, his fingers squeezing Samantha's small, firm bottom harder, sending a wave of pleasure through her slender form.

  "D- don't care!" was all Samantha could manage, the girl throwing her head back as her excitement overwhelmed her, the girl's body shaking hard as she bounced quickly up and down on the man's shaft. Clenching him so tightly, it was almost impossible to escape her grip, Ben arched his back, groaning desperately.

  Letting out a ughing cry, Samantha lifted her hips until she felt the swollen head of the man's thick shaft come dangerously close to slipping out before shoving herself downwards as hard as she could.

  The lewd wet sound was immediately drowned out by two sets of desperate groans, Samantha arching her back as Ben sucked her nipple as hard as he could, his tongue pying randomly across it. Her mind all but swallowed by the wave of intense sensation, Samantha's emerald eyes flew open as she felt the sudden gush of heat inside of her.

  The girl's mouth hanging open, gasping for breath as helpless whimpering grunts escaped her lips, the world around her blurred, the feeling of the thick, white hot cum inside of her overwhelming the child's senses. For a long moment, Samantha could hear herself, but only barely, like her voice was far away, each time her hips moved down onto the still hard adult shaft, Ben's cum was pushed deeper, deliciously squishing and oozing out around him.

  It's heat spreading though the little redhead's body, combined with the waves of pleasure that shot through her every time she pushed herself down onto his shaft sent Samantha's mind reeling. For a time, the pleasure seemed unyielding, the girl lost in it, her body tingling all over, her mouth forming words she couldn't understand, the girl vaguely aware of her body moving.

  By the time reality started to seep in around the edges, Samantha found herself lying limply against Ben, her head on his shoulder, breathing heavily as she stared bnkly out the side window. It took a few moments to notice the way his rge hand was caressing her head, the other pressed against the small of her back. Samantha's body giving a sudden hard shudder, she felt the man's shaft pulse inside of her.

  It took a while longer for Samantha to remember how to move, the girl's fingers seeming to do what they wanted for a moment before she found herself able to hold onto the man's upper arms. Her eyes widening, Samantha found herself smiling at how firm his muscles were. Trucking was a demanding job, some part of her brain reminded the girl.

  Closing her eyes for a moment, Samantha smiled to herself. He was so strong, but so gentle. That was nice. It felt good to know that she wasn't really in control. That if Ben wanted, he could've done anything he wanted, yet the man patiently let the little girl do whatever she wanted.

  Sighing softly, Samantha found the energy to turn her head, the girl giving Ben's ear a gentle kiss. "Thank you..." she managed, panting softly now, the man holding her closer for a moment.

  "I should get you home," the trucker said softly, Samantha nodding slowly. He was right. There was no telling what time it was, and it'd be a lot easier on everyone if she made it home before her parents did.

  "Yeah... good idea," Samantha managed, the girl needing a moment before she found the strength to lift herself off of Ben's shaft.

  Pulling herself free, the girl inhaled sharply as the swollen head of Ben's shaft tried to resist her efforts for a second, sending a jolt of pleasure through Samantha's body before the man's seed spurted out behind it. Panting softly, she let the still hot white goo drip from herself for a moment, giggling and giving the man an awkward smile.

  "Sorry," Samantha murmured, blushing a little, crawling out of his p and gncing down at the man's still oozing shaft, "I guess I should probably do something about that."

  Ben raised an eyebrow, the girl giving a teasing shrug as she shuffled her bottom back across the seat and soon leaned down, taking hold of the man's shaft and slipping her lips around its head.

  "All right then," Ben chuckled softly, turning the key and starting the truck up, Samantha giggling softly as he adjusted his steering wheel before slowly pulling out of his parking spot...

  *****

  Samantha once more found herself lying across the bench seat, leaning over Ben's p as the man drove down the highway, the radio tuned to an oldies station, pying a song she vaguely recalled being a thing when her parents were kids. Taking her time, Samantha slowly sucked the length of the trucker's shaft, her tongue caressing his soft skin, thoroughly cleaning him up from the mess they'd both made.

  Sighing softly, the girl smiled to herself, the vibration of the rge truck almost making her feel a bit sleepy as Samantha focused on her work, enjoying the warmth of the man's hand on her bottom. Feeling him squeeze her occasionally, Samantha giggled softly, the girl sucking a bit harder in response, enjoying the soft groans that escaped Ben's lips.

  She'd have to try this with the boys one day, Samantha mused, finding the experience not just enjoyable, but almost meditative. It felt good to have her mouth full like this, to be giving him so much pleasure by doing something retively simple. It was hard for her to put it into words, but Samantha knew she liked this sort of thing. At least when it was done on her own terms.

  All too soon, though, the truck began to slow, Ben removing his hand so he could steer down the off-ramp, the girl knowing that they were close to home now. Sucking harder, she grasped the base of Ben's shaft, squeezing hard as she quickly stroked him.

  A long, growling moan escaping his lips, Ben's whole body shuddered, an involuntary moan escaping Samantha's lips at the sound, the girl sucking even more hungrily. She couldn't just leave him like this, after all. It wouldn't be fair. Plus, she needed him to finish before he stopped the truck, otherwise she'd be keeping him waiting!

  As the truck eased onto Main Street, Ben's breath came in long, deep gaps, the man's shaft throbbing in the child's mouth. Samantha made no move to release him, though, the little redhead sliding her lips higher, sucking on just the head, her tongue caressing it vigorously as her hand stroked faster.

  Gritting his teeth, Ben let out a long, strained sound, the man's body shuddering as he struggled to pay attention to the road. He was still a bit sensitive from before, and Samantha knew she could finish him off pretty quickly if she tried.

  The vehicle slowing to a halt, pulling over to the side of the road, Ben finally released his load into the little girl's mouth. Sucking the head of his shaft harder, Samantha stroked him as fast as she could, forcing a thick flood of sperm into her waiting mouth. Without hesitation, the redhead swallowed the first torrent eagerly, the girl's tongue teasing the tip as more semen oozed out at a more casual pace.

  Being sure to suck him dry as best she could, Samantha held a portion of Ben's seed in her mouth, letting it coat her tongue as she moved it around a little. Lydia seemed to be able to tell things about a guy based on how his sperm tasted, and how thick it was. Samantha wasn't sure about how she did it, but it still felt good to hold it in her mouth for a bit before swallowing it down.

  Exhaling loudly, Ben shook his head slowly. “That was amazing,” he murmured as Samantha sat back up again, the girl blinking against the sunlight, wiping her mouth her hand just in case.

  “I do try,” the girl giggled, noting where she was in retion to home.

  “Well, thank you for that,” the trucker continued, Samantha's eyes going wide as he gnced over and noticed the stack of bills the man had pulled out of his pocket. Flipping through a few of them, Ben reached over to her, offering Samantha what seemed like a fairly decent sum of money.

  “Ah... you don't really have to,” the girl stammered, amazed that he thought she was worth that much.

  Ben shook his head. “You're worth it,” he said, a hint of softness in his deep, rumbling tone, “Now get going. I'm probably blocking traffic.”

  Samantha grinned, accepting the money and grabbing up her backpack. “Thanks for the ride,” she told him brightly, giving the man a quick final gnce as she heaved open the door with all her strength, “and if you come by this way again, maybe I'll introduce you to a friend of mine. I think you'd like her!”

  Laughing to herself at the thought of what Lydia might do to the poor man, Samantha climbed down from the truck, Ben reaching over to help sm the door closed again. As the vehicle headed off down the road, Samantha smiled as she watched Ben go. The day had had its ups and downs, but it hadn't been entirely awful, the girl supposed. Heading off, Samantha made her way the handful of blocks southwards towards her home...

  *****

  Opening the front door of her house, Samantha paused for a moment, smiling as she found everything to be still and quiet. Slipping out of her shoes, the girl checked the clock in the living room, gd that she still had about half an hour to herself.

  Hurrying upstairs, Samantha gnced at her ptop, suddenly worried about what messages she might have waiting for her given that she'd likely arrived ter than the rest of her team.

  Sighing heavily, the girl shook her head at the list of messages, clicking on the one from her coach and quickly writing a message assuring the woman that she was home and fine.

  Frowning to herself, Samantha made up the excuse of car trouble for her deyed response, not wanting to deal with the drama the truth would bring just yet. Clicking on Amanda's message, Samantha's eyes widened, surprised by what it said.

  Amanda: Hey, Sam! Did you make it home okay? It's not like you to ignore messages... Anyway, I checked your V-Star a minute ago, and you -need- to check your sub count! Looks like you've got some work to do when you get home! Lol!

  Her heart racing, Samantha opened her V-Star account. Sure enough, the girl's subscriber count had increased again. The number eight thousand, three-hundred and twelve stared back at her.

  "Well, it's just my tie, I guess," Samantha assured herself, her stomach tightening at the thought.

  Covering it with her hand, Samantha was reminded that she also needed to check her fertility app. Her stomach feeling suddenly heavy, Samantha checked the date against what it said, nibbling her bottom lip as she saw how dangerously close she was to the dangerous time.

  "Yeah, that was a really bad idea," the girl chuckled nervously, her hand slipping under her skirt and touching her still moist folds, knowing full well that there was still plenty of sperm up inside of her.

  Nibbling her bottom lip, Samantha gnced at the door. Her mother kept a little something in her bedroom for such situations. And no one would be home for a bit yet. "Better safe than sorry," the girl reminded herself, a cold chill going down her spine, "Last thing I need is a baby, after all..."

  Slipping quietly out of her room, feeling weirdly guilty about what she was doing. "I really gotta pay better attention to this sorta thing now," the girl reminded herself in a quiet whisper despite being alone.

  Hurrying to the end of the hall, Samantha gnced back at the stairs as she pushed the door to her parent's bedroom carefully open. Stepping inside, she gnced about, being careful not to touch anything she didn't need to. While it wasn't likely that Samantha's parents would noticed something being slightly out of pce, the st thing Samantha needed were awkward questions.

  Stepping onto the thick white carpet that surrounded the bed, Samantha half-wondered if her parents would notice the marks her feet left in it, but quickly dismissed the concern. "Focus, gotta focus..." the girl reminded herself.

  Sliding the end-table drawer open, Samantha took a deep breath as she stared for a moment down at the pstic pill bottle. She hadn't had to try one of these yet, let alone one she'd taken without permission, but then expining to her mother why she needed one was the st thing Samantha wanted to do.

  Picking up the bottle, the girl read over its notes on effectiveness. "Well, it's been less than a day, so it should be fine..." Samantha muttered to herself, quickly reading over the side-effects and making a note to get something to eat after.

  Giving the bottle a quick shake, Samantha's stomach tightened at the sound. Her eyes going wide as she quickly opened the cap and stared inside. There were only three left. Would her mother notice if that number suddenly became two? Could she take the chance?

  Not likely, Samantha told herself, her hand shaking as she reached in and slipped one out and resealed the cap. Giggling nervously, a weird idea came to mind as she put the bottle back, taking a moment to carefully adjust it to as close to the same position as it was when she found it.

  Squeezing the pill in her hand, Samantha gnced about, straining to hear if anyone was in the house yet, but things still seemed quiet. Closing the drawer, the girl hurried out of her parents' bedroom and back to the safety of her own.

  Closing the door behind her, Samantha took several deep breaths, the girl gncing at her ptop, needing a moment to remember to slip her uniform jacket off before moving to take a seat at her desk.

  "Right, socks..." Samantha breathed, reaching down with one hand to slip them off as she put the pill carefully down on her desk set up a member's only livestream. They probably wouldn't notice her feet, but if the girl was going to do this, she was going to do it right.

  Sitting up straight, Samantha took a moment to double check everything was working and waiting a moment for the notifications to go out. "It's just my tie," the girl reminded herself, giggling nervously as the viewer numbers in the waiting room suddenly spiked, "Okay... here goes..."

  Starting the stream, Samantha gave the camera her most confidently smug smile, the girl pushing her braid back over her shoulder, pleased to see Amanda's greeting in the chat.

  "Hey guys, it's been ah, quite the busy day for me," she told her viewers, suddenly not sure where to begin, "but I guess the real news is that I've somehow managed to get five-thousand of you now!"

  Gncing at the chat, Samantha let it scroll for a bit, noting the highlights to herself.

  Thigh_Enthusiast: And we know what that means!

  Noasha: I'm so excited!

  Cvicus_Smile: Time to get you to 8K, little girl!!!

  Nopi_Lupi: We're winning, boys!

  "Yeah, it's time to loose this!" Samantha ughed, a hint of nervousness in her voice as she lifted the end of her tie, wriggling it teasingly at the camera, "But don't get too excited yet, you've got a long way to go before anything gets TOO interesting."

  Letting the chat scroll for a moment, the girl took a deep breath. "Okay, here we go," Samantha said at st, staring into the camera as she dramatically slid her hand higher.

  Loosening her tie, Samantha smirked at the some of the comments, gd that no one seemed to be taking it too seriously. It was just her tie, after all. Pulling it open, the girl giggled to herself. "You ready for this?" she inquired teasingly, waiting a moment before slipping her tie up over her head, pulling it free.

  "I'm tempted to try and sell this to one of you, but I'm still gonna need it for a bit," Samantha commented with a smirk, rolling her eyes at the sudden stream of offers she hoped weren't terribly serious, her amusement turning to a bit of a frown as one comment stood out to her.

  Cvicus_Smile: I'll tie you to your bed with that! Lol!

  Something about the comment didn't seem funny for some reason. Probably because of what happened that day, the girl supposed, but she decided just to ignore it. Instead, Samantha set her tie down and gnced at the pill sitting on her desk.

  "Okay, now that that's over, I ah... I had something happen today that'll probably interest you pervs," she expined, the chat showing some interest as Samantha felt her stomach tighten, not sure how much she really wanted to reveal.

  "You see, I had an away game today, and well, the bus broke down, so I had to get a ride home from one of the other school's staff," she expined, nibbling her bottom lip nervously, "We ah, did win, though."

  FarmGrrl: That we did! Lol!

  Noasha: Way to go!

  WynterSpring: It was nice of him to offer, all things considered!

  Nopi_Lupi: I hope you kicked their butts HARD on the field!

  Sighing softly at the chat replies, Samantha gnced at the pill again. "Uh, well, that's where things went a bit... off," she admitted, trying to find the words, "You see, ah, the guy who gave me a ride was kinda a perv..."

  FarmGrrl: Wait, what happened???

  Tank_Warrior: Oooh! Story time!

  Cvicus_Smile: Did you let him fuck you? I bet you'd of loved it!

  Noasha: Uhg. I'd of smacked him if he tried anything!

  Gncing at the door, Samantha listened again, making sure the house was still quiet before continuing. "Well, ah... some things did happen," she expined, feeling her cheeks flush hotly, "And um, I'm still kinda trying to figure out what to do about it."

  CaptainGuy: WHAT???

  FarmGrrl: He didn't hurt you, did he???

  Tank_Warrior: Dang, that's crazy! You gonna be okay?

  Thigh_Enthusiast: What did he do -exactly-? We need to know... for science!

  Calvicus_Smile: He probably just came on to you because you're so hot in that uniform! Can't bme a guy for trying, though, right?

  Nopi_Lupi: Wait, how far did he go???

  Taking a deep breath, Samantha tried did her best to just ignore the less supportive comments. "Well, I like, really needed a ride home, so well... He went pretty far and I couldn't really stop him," she admitted, her body shaking, her skin feeling cold at the admission, suddenly wondering if she'd said too much.

  Noasha: Holy crap! No way!

  FarmGrrl: That's illegal! Report him!

  Wynter_Spring: OMG! Report him immediately!!!

  Cvicus_Smile: That'll teach you to beat his school's team. It's basically karma. Just accept that it's the natural order of things! Lol!

  "Uh, I don't know that that's a good idea," the girl replied, nibbling her bottom lip, "I mean, the st thing I need is drama in my life. Plus I wouldn't want him going after my friends or anything. Besides, it's not like it hurt -that- much, and it wasn't like it was my first time or anything, right?"

  Noasha: You really should take this more seriously!

  FarmGrrl: Dude! Report him! This isn't right!

  Thigh_Enthusiast: Did he cum inside of you?

  WynterSpring: There has to be something you can do!

  Cvicus_Smile: Pfft! Just admit you liked it! Lol!

  CaptainGuy: What school was it? I'll go over there and kick his butt for you!

  Sighing heavily, Samantha shook her head slowly. "Uh, I'll think of something eventually," she muttered, reaching over to pick up the pill, "Anyway, I managed to find a little something just in case."

  Holding the pill up to the camera, Samantha couldn't help but smile nervously, several people in chat recognizing what it was. Rolling her eyes at the handful of "don't do it!" comments, the girl made a mental note to screen who became members better in the future.

  "So yeah, sorry to the weirdos in chat who wanna see me get pregnant, but it's not happening!" Samantha ughed, her hand shaking, feeling a little weird about the whole thing.

  Taking a deep breath, Samantha popped the pill into her mouth and swallowed hard. The girl giving the camera a serious look. "Well, that's one less thing to worry about at least," she chuckled, rolling her eyes at some of the comments.

  Cvicus_Smile: Noooo!!!!

  Nopi_Lupi: But you'd be so cute with a preggo belly!

  WynterSpring: Don't worry, dear, you've done the right thing.

  FarmGrrl: He'll probably be mad if he ever sees this. Serves him right!

  Noasha: Those things have side effects! Be careful!

  Tank_WarriorLol! Find a condom next time, dummy! Lol!

  Thigh_Enthusiast: Just be more careful next time, okay?

  FarmGrrl: If he comes here, I'll knock him on his ass for this!

  "Okay, well, my parents'll be home soon, and I need to get something to eat," Samantha said quickly, trying to keep up a positive attitude for her viewers, "I'll try and think of something I can do about that guy, but for now, I've gotta get back to real life. See you all ter, pervs!"

  Ending the stream, Samantha gnced at the message Amanda sent her, quickly replying with as much reassurance as she could.

  SimplySam: It's not like he ran me over with his car or anything. It's like Lydia said, it's not that big a deal, right? I mean, I took the pill, I should be fine.

  FarmGrrl: That's besides the point! He hurt you! We need to report him or something!

  SimplySam: No! I don't want him coming after you or others! The guy's a bit crazy. I think he'd actually do it!

  FarmGrrl: Well, maybe we can get your grandfather to investigate him? Dig up some dirt on him and get him arrested for other stuff?

  SimplySam: Hm. Maybe. I'll look into that ter. I really should get going, though.

  FarmGrrl: Okay, but please be more careful, okay?

  SimplySam: I will! See at school!

  Logging off, Samantha exhaled loudly, hearing the sounds of someone entering the house. "Yeah, definitely food time," she chuckled, getting up and heading downstairs. She'd figure something out ter, Samantha supposed, but Amanda's suggestion certainly gave her something to think about.

  "I'll talk to Evan about it ter," she told herself, already feeling better as she stepped back out into the hallway...