Trailer Trash Tycoon - chapter 2 - Sex Stories

Trailer Trash Tycoon - chapter 2

... and looked quite excited. She asked, “Can you go again? So… so I can get one out of the way too?”

Before I answered, there was another knock at the door. I hoped to get the usual reaction when I loudly said, “Just a minute!”

I put my pants on and whispered to Amanda and Cherry, “I’ll bring Cherry over to Melissa’s place tomorrow night. See you then.”

As Amanda opened the door and walked out I saw a vision of loveliness at my door, two beautiful little blondes who looked like clones of each other. Each was slightly under five feet tall and held one of my cards.

I motioned toward the kitchen and told them, “Come in. Please.”

At the same time, in about half a second, they asked, “Can you help us?” “Is this the Salvation Center?”

“It is. Please have a seat. If you’re pregnant and need help, I’m all ears.”

I could hardly understand their extremely rapid speech as they talked over each other. “Well, we’re not pregnant, or probably not.” “Can you tell us where to go if we’re not pregnant?”

“Cherry, could you go watch TV in my bedroom for a while? I think they might want to talk to me privately.” She did as I asked, then I continued, “Ladies, one at a time, please.” I pointed at the one on the right. “You first.”

“We got in big trouble and Mom kicked us out of the house. With us changing into women and hormones and all that, it’s hard to be good sometimes. We got grounded for a month when she caught us smoking. Then we got grounded for another month ...

... when she caught us licking each other. When she caught me sucking her boyfriend’s dick and him playing with my twin’s boobs, Mom went crazy slapping us and shouting. She kicked us out, and we don’t have any place to go.”

I was amazed she could get out so many words in so little time. I paused a moment to process it all, then pointed to her sister. “Your turn. Anything else?”

“We only started our Freshman year two months ago, and now we don’t have anyplace to live. How could she kick us out when we’re only….”

I quickly held up my hand and cut her off, “Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Before you say anymore, I need to tell you a few things. Please listen until the end, okay?”

They nodded and I gave them my user boilerplate speech. “If I know a girl’s name and hear about her, I might need to tell the police where she is. If I know a girl is under 18, she can’t stay here and I can’t help her.” I paused a few seconds.

“If I ask your name and age and you don’t have any ID, I just need to take your word for it, right? If you tell me your name is Martha Washington and you’re 300, I need to believe you until I see something that says otherwise.” They nodded and smiled.

“Please take a little while to think, then tell me your names and ages.”

They looked at the costume jewelry rings on their fingers and I followed their eyes. The cheap rings were obviously plastic with gold paint and a few fake stones.

The one on the left said, “I’m Goldie and my sister is Gem. We’re um… We’re ...