Author's note: Hello everyone, I apologize for how slow the next chapter is coming along. It just so happened that I deleted the file by mistake in my iPhone notes section, and the recovery process is taking an ETERNITY. Hopefully I will be able to publish Chapter 2 by Tuesday; that is if I'm not preoccupied with Bioshock: Infinite. Good morning, and in case I don't see ya, good afternoon, good evening, and good night!
There she is! Another crop ready for the harvest, as they say. The dingy shower did nothing to repress the rot which filled the corridors and hallways. Jack's optimistic look on his circumstances always brought about wise judgement in the end. Whether it be crazed houdinni's or demented ruffians, he always found nearby armaments, and even non-perishing consumables to combat products of selflessness. Only now had it become evident of the rampant maltreatment taking place in the Atlantic. It was only upon close examination of this creature did his heart give out. Having followed a drawn out cry, emanating from a secluded area in the medical pavilion, he discovered a recluding sis; her clothes were discarded and left behind somewhere, with a mere towliet shielding her nudity near a drain pipe.
As he approached, more and more of his nagging consciousness brought his attention to the current state of the girl. Rings were visible around he lower and upper body; causing constant itching tantrums to occur. Packs of body lice jumped to and fro her various body parts, worsening an already terrible health condition.
As he drew nearer her face drew forth rapidly. "DADDY, DADDYY"! A hoarse cry echoed past him in shrill need. No one was here to care for her, she was as lifeless as a gather's garden. "AWWWWW", her face twisted in a decrepit frown. For awhile, Jack merely kept at bay, watching her toil in pain. As he came near to her again, he merely held out his hand, with a warm smile on his face. "Life is difficult enough here in rapture, lets get you someplace safe okay!" His gut pleaded with him to abandon her, strip her and go, no harm done. But this case was extraordinary, a rare moment in time where a feral being could be sedated with compassion. Her eyes met his without a response. All she could do was sit up and hope for the best.
He leaned over and cautiously picked her up, and brought both of her feet around him. A strong gust of wind soon wisced away the cloth across the doorway. Her naked flesh hugged his body very closely, with her small devolving breasts rubbing against his rugged garb. With an onset of determination, Jack soon found an nearby abandoned apartment, complete with a clothed cot and operative bath tub. She began to fuss and huss with the fleas and rashes continually harassing her body as they neared the door way. "No need to fret, this bath will cleanse you in no time flats."
With her planted firmly in the tub he opened a clean stream of water which slowly ebbed over here. With a half-hearted smile she squeezed out "Thank you mister" from the confines of her evil brood. Jack, seeing her still covered in filth, soon stripped himself; the last few hours haven't been easy on his outside glamour either. He then put into place five deadbolt locks whereon the front door, placing a rigged shotgun in tow just in case. As he entered the bathroom the warm moist air clung to his ample flesh, screaming in wonderful ecstasy. "Looks like someone has a happy hose" said a giggling girl, with hands clamped around her blushing face. In great dread, he soon realized his inadvertent erection making itself known, his face reddening beyond belief.
Well It's been sometime since I've given the wanker a good one two, may as well go along for the ride. Jack soon joined the little sister, by lifting her unto his lap as he sat in the tub. "Now you need to remember little missy that this water nossel is called a penis, and is meant to go into. . . doughnuts!" as he finished his sentence his now beaming member layed between her legs, with her vagina clasping around the bottom part of his penis. With another happy giggle she started to rub on his shaft with both of her hands with quick profession, giving Jack an unexpected pleasure. "Wow! I've never touched a penis before. Can I make it shoot?" Her pleading face looked to him as she turned aside her head. Her beautiful but checks ever so delicately laid on his thighs, her back a curving arch on his chest. Chestnut eyes, a peppy ponytail, a cute nose faced him as her innocent nature took hold.
Well that about raps up that chapter! Please be forgiving as this is my first entry, and I plan to mostly stick to erotica, being enticed by it myself. Please leave me feedback as to whether or not I should continue. For those worried about the use of a minor, create a fictional story of your own for something more appropriate. Stay classy San Diego.
