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It was a warm spring afternoon and little Mindy Ward was walking listlessly down the shabby street to the rundown house where she lived with her dad and older brother, Ken. Mindy was an attractive youngster with a darling figure and long blonde hair.
Her mother had run off with another man when she was barely eight, and her dad, Jake, a part-time bartender, had raised Mindy and her brother by himself.
The youngster’s father was a handsome, lazy, beer-drinking man who spent most of his time and income carousing around with horny broads who frequented the bar where he worked.
As Mindy approached her house, she saw their next door neighbor, Arline Moore, sitting on the dilapidated steps of her front porch. Arline was a divorced redhead who worked as a saleslady. Arline’s teenaged daughter, Kathy, was just like her slutty mother, always more than willing to drop her pants for a hard cock.
“Hi, Mrs. Moore,” Mindy called out.
“Hello, honey,” the woman answered.
Turning up the walk to her own unkempt house, Mindy stepped through the front door and was glad to feel cold air from the old swamp cooler. Walking down the hall, the youngster thought she was alone in the house until she heard a giggling sound from her father’s room. She was just about to enter when she was suddenly stunned by what she heard.
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