Cherry
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while driving home from dinner out, I stopped at an intersection on a stretch of road that is heavily wooded with not much traffic on it.
There were two little girls ... couldn't have been much more than 12 or 13 ... so young that they haven't even developed breasts yet, just bony little chests ... wearing shorts and bikini tops. One a pretty little blonde, the other a pretty little brunette ... both with sweet little faces.
As I was stopped at the intersection, I couldn't help but notice that men were swarming around these kids like flies on honey. Two pickups ... two cars already ... each vehicle with one man. It looked like the girls were setting up tricks.
What really bothered me is that one man in a black car, as he was motioning to me to move on, was pulling some white rubber gloves on his hands. The thought that went through my mind was "no fingerprints".
I just couldn't mind my own business. I drove through the intersection and pulled up on the side of the road, lowered my passenger side window and called out to the girls to "come here". As they approached my car, the two trucks and two cars sped off squealing tires.
I asked the girls what was going on ... they said "nothing, we're just looking for a gas station". I asked them "why do you need a gas station?", the brunette answered, "we need to find something to eat". They had 30 cents between them.
After talking to them for a little while (and I know they were not telling me the truth), I offered to take them home with me to feed them, drive them to a gas station, bring them home, call their mother ... all the while, assuring them that I wanted to help and that I was afraid for their safety.
At one point, the blonde had opened the car door to get in when the brunette said to her, "I'm not leaving here without your sister!" I asked where her sister was, and she said "Oh, up the road over there" pointing to a desolate area. I said, "Okay, we'll go get her, too." Just then, the blonde backed up and closed the car door saying, "I'm sorry. I don't want to be mean but I just can't get into a car with you. I don't know you." I replied, "GOOD! hold that thought ... and DON'T get into a car with ANY stranger."
As they turned and walked away, I shouted out another warning about the man in the black car ... telling them not to talk to him, not to go near his car, and to run if they saw him returning. They waved and walked on.
When I got home, it was eating away at me. Those rubber gloves! I had the most terrible feeling that those kids would be hurt. I called the local police and told them what happened. The patrolman listened and then said he would send a car out to make sure they were alright.
I didn't want to get them in trouble, but they were heading for disaster. Maybe, some intervention could help.
I suppose incidents like this aren't all that alarming in big cities, but it shook me up! They were so young, yet old ... so pretty, yet tainted ... so innocent looking, yet in harm's way.
Where did these men come from? How did they just instinctively know? Why are they attracted to little girls who haven't even grown breasts yet?
Scary!
There were two little girls ... couldn't have been much more than 12 or 13 ... so young that they haven't even developed breasts yet, just bony little chests ... wearing shorts and bikini tops. One a pretty little blonde, the other a pretty little brunette ... both with sweet little faces.
As I was stopped at the intersection, I couldn't help but notice that men were swarming around these kids like flies on honey. Two pickups ... two cars already ... each vehicle with one man. It looked like the girls were setting up tricks.
What really bothered me is that one man in a black car, as he was motioning to me to move on, was pulling some white rubber gloves on his hands. The thought that went through my mind was "no fingerprints".
I just couldn't mind my own business. I drove through the intersection and pulled up on the side of the road, lowered my passenger side window and called out to the girls to "come here". As they approached my car, the two trucks and two cars sped off squealing tires.
I asked the girls what was going on ... they said "nothing, we're just looking for a gas station". I asked them "why do you need a gas station?", the brunette answered, "we need to find something to eat". They had 30 cents between them.
After talking to them for a little while (and I know they were not telling me the truth), I offered to take them home with me to feed them, drive them to a gas station, bring them home, call their mother ... all the while, assuring them that I wanted to help and that I was afraid for their safety.
At one point, the blonde had opened the car door to get in when the brunette said to her, "I'm not leaving here without your sister!" I asked where her sister was, and she said "Oh, up the road over there" pointing to a desolate area. I said, "Okay, we'll go get her, too." Just then, the blonde backed up and closed the car door saying, "I'm sorry. I don't want to be mean but I just can't get into a car with you. I don't know you." I replied, "GOOD! hold that thought ... and DON'T get into a car with ANY stranger."
As they turned and walked away, I shouted out another warning about the man in the black car ... telling them not to talk to him, not to go near his car, and to run if they saw him returning. They waved and walked on.
When I got home, it was eating away at me. Those rubber gloves! I had the most terrible feeling that those kids would be hurt. I called the local police and told them what happened. The patrolman listened and then said he would send a car out to make sure they were alright.
I didn't want to get them in trouble, but they were heading for disaster. Maybe, some intervention could help.
I suppose incidents like this aren't all that alarming in big cities, but it shook me up! They were so young, yet old ... so pretty, yet tainted ... so innocent looking, yet in harm's way.
Where did these men come from? How did they just instinctively know? Why are they attracted to little girls who haven't even grown breasts yet?
Scary!
