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Spice Is Nice
Date: 6/8/2017, Categories: Mature Taboo Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith
"Dave, could you look after my nieces? They are here for the week, but I have to attend a meeting and I don't want them alone. You don't have to stay in my trailer but if they need something, I told them to come to see you, ok?" My neighbor Kate was a very nice lady but she smelled of cigarette smoke all the time. I thought about fucking her, but she wasn't my type. She did have some nice boobs, I'd seen most of them on a few occasions, when she would bend over to pick up her newspaper in the mornings. "Sure, Kate. How old are they?" I was working on my 54 Chevy and was head down in the engine. "Seven and eight. They've had a bad last few months. Their mom was killed in a car wreck and my poor son has been struggling with them. Anyway, I've got to go and I should be back before dark, thanks Dave." She turned and I heard her start her clunker and drive off. 'That things not long for this world.' I thought as I went back to working on my car. Two hour later I felt a tug on my shorts and looked down into the prettiest little face I'd seen in a very long time. "Are you Mr. Dave?" She was wearing shorts and a t-shirt and flip flops. Her blond hair was pulled back into a bun. "Yes, who might you be?" "My Aunt said if we have a problem to come to you." "Yup, I'm Dave." "My name is Ginger and my s****r clogged up Aunt Kate's toilet." I wiped my hands and squatted down to Gingers level. Her deep blue eyes followed ...
... mine. "Well Ginger, I guess I better have a look before the whole world floods, huh?" "Ok." she said kind of shyly. She turned and I followed her into Kate's trailer. A second almost identical young girl stood by the bathroom door. She was a bit taller but I couldn't tell who was older by size. "And who is this little cutie?" I said as I bent over and stuck out my hand. "I'm Cinnamon, I'm thirteen. And I think I clogged up Aunt Kate's potty. Can you help?" She stepped away from the door. I looked into the bowl. There was a fat turd floating. It was more adult sized than thirteen year old sized stool. It was a good ten inches long and two inches across. I hint of bl**d streaked the outside. "That came out of you?" I looked at the frightened girl. She nodded. "Sweetie, have you been bleeding when you poop?" "Once in a while when it's big like that. Am I in trouble?" she asked with fear in her voice. "Not at all honey. But I'll have to tell your Aunt so she can have you looked at." "Oh, please don't tell Aunt Kate. We'll get in so much trouble." "No you won't honey, it's a medical thing and no one will get in trouble." "My daddy said if we get checked out that we would go to jail and he would too." That made me pause a second. Had dear old dad been at the well? "Well sweetie, would you rather have me check you out? I promise not to tell a soul?" "Ok, but can you fix the toilet ...