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Copyright © 1998, T. Allen Strange. ALL Rights Reserved
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This story may not be reproduced in any form for profit without
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the written permission of the author. This story may be freely
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distributed with this notice attached. The author may be contacted
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by writing tallenstrange@mrdouble.com.
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WARNING!! THIS STORY DEPICTS SEXUAL INTERCOURSE
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BETWEEN AN ADULT AND A MINOR CHILD!! THE STORY IS
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ABOUT INCEST! IF THIS TYPE OF STORY OFFENDS YOU, THEN
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**READ NO FURTHER!!!**
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THIS MATERIAL IS NOT INTENDED FOR CHILDREN OR
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ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF EIGHTEEN (18) YEARS OF AGE!!
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ALL PLACES, EVENTS, AND PERSONS DEPICTED IN THE STORY
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ARE FICTIONAL. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ANY PERSONS,
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ALIVE OR DEAD, ARE COINCIDENCE, SELF-INDUCED
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DELUSION, AN OVER-ACTIVE IMAGINATION, OR WISHFUL THINKING!!
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ANY PERSONS **STILL** READING THIS STORY HAVE NO
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OBJECTIONS COMING TO THEM REGARDING THE CONTENTS
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OF THE SAME.
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m/f, mm/f, M/f, Mm/f, MF/f, m/F, con, non-con, S&M, B&D
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HOUSE OF SECRETS
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By
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T. Allen Strange
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CHAPTER THREE
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Thomas skidded his bike to a stop in front Pogo's and jumped
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off. He put down the kick stand and went inside. The familiar
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jingle of the little bells tinkling overhead as the door opened
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and closed still held a kind of magic charm for him. At first
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he didn't see anyone and thought briefly that the old store was
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empty, then old man Anderson's head peered at him from behind
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the counter, just barely visible over the top of the counter.
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"Oh, hello again Thomas," he called out raising up and
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planting his hands on the counter top.
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"What can I do for you today?"
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"I came by to get that other pack of film," he smiled as he
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walked up. Anderson looked surprised.
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"Already? I wasn't expecting you back so quick," he said
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with raised eyebrows.
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Thomas was about to say something about finding a lot of
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things to photograph when he saw a mop of brown hair behind the
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counter. All he could see was just a mass of brown, curly hair
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with a pair of light blue barrettes in the shape of bows on
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either side. Anderson saw his quizzical expression and
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chuckled.
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"Sherry, say hello to young master Thomas," he said.
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A pretty young girl of about seven or eight stuck her head up
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and smiled shyly. Beneath that mop of curly brown were a pair
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of the most mischievous blue eyes he'd ever seen, as well as the
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deepest dimples. A splattering of tiny freckles crossed her
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nose and he was suddenly struck by how much she favored Laura.
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"Sherry's my granddaughter," Anderson explained, "and she's
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spending the summer with us. Grandma's in town today visiting
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the doctor so Sherry's spending the day with me at the store."
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"You've got a terrific grandpa," he told her, smiling.
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"I know," she giggled. There was a musical quality to even
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her girlish giggle that appealed to him.
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"Now, now, you two will be making me blush!" Anderson laughed
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amiably. "Now what kind of film was that again?"
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"Polaroid 600."
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"Ah yes. Now where did I put that? I have it around here
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somewhere," he muttered rifling through the myriad of drawers
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and cubbyholes around him.
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Thomas leaned over the counter trying to see if he could help
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spot the wayward film pack. His gaze stopped on something pink
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on the floor nearly out of sight at the base of the counter.
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Leaning over further he saw it was a girls pink panty, trimmed
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with white lace. He looked more closely at Sherry. She had on
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a short baby-blue and white dress and white sneakers. There was
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nothing to indicate the panties belonged to her, yet Thomas was
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suddenly suspicious. Then he felt ashamed. If he weren't
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screwing around with Heather, he told himself, he wouldn't have
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even thought it.
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Anderson was walking by and he looked the other way not
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wanting him to see his guilt. Out of the corner of his eye he
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caught him trying to nudge the panty further under the counter
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with his shoe while still searching. When he'd finally got them
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out of sight he glanced furtively in his direction. Thomas
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pretended not to have noticed anything, staring off in the other
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direction. This seemed to relieve him.
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"Have you taken some sexy pictures of your sisters?" he asked
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jokingly.
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Thomas didn't flinch. He kept his voice steady and replied,
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"Uh-huh, but only of Heather. Lots of 'em."
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This time it was Mr. Anderson who looked around, startled.
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Then he laughed.
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"You got me that time, ol' bud! I wasn't expecting that.
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Bring them in and let me look at them."
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"Well, I really couldn't do that. They're kind of special,"
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he grinned.
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"Why not? They aren't all that sexy, are they?"
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Anderson was trying to act nonchalant but Thomas could tell
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he'd gotten to him. And because he HAD gotten to him Thomas was
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also pretty sure those were Sherry's panties behind the counter!
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He wondered what he'd interrupted when he came in. He recalled
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Mr. Anderson had been out of sight behind there.
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"Sexy enough," he laughed. "Besides, Heather wouldn't like
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it if I showed them to anyone."
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"Oh, surely she wouldn't mind if you were to show ME her
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pictures," he insisted. Thomas didn't answer.
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Old man Anderson continued to search while casting furtive
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glances in his direction.
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"Ah, here we are!" he exclaimed producing the remaining film
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pack. He set it on the counter in front of him and scrutinized
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him.
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"Well what do you say?" he smiled.
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"Thank you Mr. Anderson," he replied politely.
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"No, no, I mean the pictures. All joking aside. I know
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there's nothing really sexy about them. I just happen to think
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your sisters are very pretty young ladies and I'd like to see
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some photographs of them."
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Thomas looked at him and smiled broadly.
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"I tell you what I'll do Mr. Anderson. I happen to think
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your granddaughter is also very pretty. You take some pictures
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of Sherry and show them to me the next time I come in. I'll
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take some of Heather just exactly like them and show you. Fair
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enough?"
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Anderson looked at him hard for a moment, obviously trying to
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determine if he was assessing Thomas's meaning correctly, then
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smiled.
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"Fair enough!" he said slapping him on the shoulder. He rang
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up the film and Thomas stole a glance at Sherry. She was
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staring at him still smiling.
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