Chapter 1

Robbie announced to the rest of the girls that he was going to be starting dinner. He'd be right in the kitchen, but they should try not to kill themselves before he had dinner ready. With that, he headed into the kitchen.

Picking up the cordless phone, he called his good friend Mark. When he heard Mark pick up on the other end, he said, "Mark, you dirty, dirty dog, you!"

"Hey Rob. What? What did I do?"

"I've got some of my new daughter Trey's friends from school over here for a pool party / sleepover tonight and tomorrow."

"And... ," Mark prodded.

"And, one of Trey's good friends is a gorgeous olive-skinned, brown-haired 13 year old beauty by the name of ... Danni. Would you happen to know a girl that fits that description?"

"Oh, yeah, that must be my niece Danni. I'm her favorite uncle, you know."

"Oh, I know. She's been telling me about some of the games she plays with Uncle Mark."

"She's been telling you ... Uhhhh."

"Oh yeah! She and I even reenacted a couple of them."

"Noooo. You didn't!"

"Oh yes, we did!"

"Oh, shit! Oh God! Oh Shit, Man! Uhhh, Rob?"

"Oh, chill out, man! The reason I called you is that when I accidentally found out what kinds of games you like to play, and especially who your playmate is, I thought you might be interested in sneaking over tonight to watch some of the evening entertainment."

"Really? Oh God, Really?"

"Really man, really!

"Oh shit. I can't tonight. I'm babysitting Danni's 11 year old sister Nadine tonight. Shit! Shit! Shit! I wonder if I can get out of it?"

"Whoa! Mark, don't try to get out of it, man. Bring Nadine along with you. I'm sure she'll be absolutely fascinated, too."

"You know? That's not a bad idea. I've been trying to slowly work Nadine up to playing some of the games that Danni and I play. Maybe we can expand her mind a little bit. What time should we be there?"

Robbie gave him instructions for him to arrive secretly just before the girls got settled in for the night's activities. Then he got everything set up for hamburgers and hot dogs with all the fixin's for dinner.

Robbie had taken a moment just before the rest of the girls came inside to give Kat some instructions, so that after they had all finished with their burgers and before Robbie brought out the cake and ice cream, Kat went upstairs to take a quick shower and prepare herself for the evening. Then she laid out the selection of nightgowns and wraps that the other girls could select from after they had also finished with their showers.

After the girls devoured every last crumb of food, Kat escorted them upstairs, showing them where everything is and then getting them started on their showers after showing them the array of gowns. The other girls may have been somewhat reluctant to forego their normal full-length heavy flannel nightgowns, but seeing how beautiful Kat looked in the lovely baby-doll set she was wearing was all that was needed to convince them.

Kat left them to clean up and prepare for bed while she went back down to help Robbie set things up for tonight's entertainment.

Robbie had made some very special changes in the film that he had shown to Trey and Kat a few weeks ago, the film about Abby and Chrissy, where Abby is teaching Chrissy how to kiss. Using techniques he had learned about 'subliminal messages', he had carefully edited in a number of images, each one lasting only fractions of a second so that they wouldn't register on the conscious mind but they would be captured by the subconscious.

The images he was using were a variety of the videos he had made over the past few months since he had first started 'Watching Trey', images from the many hidden cameras that had been placed to obtain the best angles, the clearest, most explicit detail. And those cameras had done the job quite well. From the night that Trey had first been penetrated, humping herself back onto the dildo that was entering her from behind; later that same evening as she frantically fucked herself with a vibrator; riding the oversized hobby horse; being fucked from behind by Robbie while she and Kat were acting out the Abby / Chrissy film.

And then there was Kat herself. From the first time Robbie had helped her reach a full climax, on through several of the special moments that she had shared with Trey, and finally, Robbie had been lucky enough to capture excellent video of Kat being taken by, mated by Dusty, the Shepard / Collie mix from down the street.

Each of the scenes, displayed for only fleeting moments and not even perceived by the consciousness, was highly erotic, planted in a manner that was sure to enflame the passions of the young female viewers even beyond what the already highly charged film of Abby and Chrissy would do.

Robbie combined all this with a modified soundtrack that primarily consisted of a driving bass rhythm at a frequency so low that it too would not be heard on a conscious level while yet the pulsing vibrations would be impossible to ignore, being sensed on a number of levels by the riveted audience.

Robbie and Kat split up the oversized sectional sofa so that they could separate the two halves. Between the two half-sofas, he set up two of the folding Japanese-style screens parallel to each other, leaving just a few feet of space between them, and in between those two screens, he set one of his big overstuffed easy chairs. Robbie planned to have two of the girls sit together on each of the half-sofas, while he would have Kat snuggle in the big chair with Danni's sister when she arrived with Uncle Mark.

While they worked, Robbie asked, "Do you know an 11 year old girl named Nadine?"

"Oh, yeah! Nadine is Danni's sister. I think she's in either fifth or sixth grade. She's actually pretty cute. Why?"

"Right. That's her. Danni's Uncle Mark is going to come by in a little while, actually, probably right about the same time as we're going to start the film. He and I have some stuff to do while you guys are watching the film. Problem is, he's babysitting for Nadine tonight. I told him to bring her along. Would you be able to keep her company while everybody is watching the film?"

"Oh, sure. That will be fun. Do you think she will like the film, or should I find something else for us to do?"

"Well, let's see if she likes the film, okay? If she doesn't, then we'll figure out what to do. The thing is, we don't want the others to know that Mark is here. Nadine, either, okay? I don't want the other girls to think we're trying to 'crash the party'"

"Okay. I think the others are about ready upstairs. Should I go check?

By the time the girls all trooped back downstairs, Robbie had popped up a bowl of popcorn for each pair, and set the bowls down on nearby tables along with a selection of soft drinks. He told them that Kat had suggested that they might enjoy watching a film that she and Trey had seen a few weeks ago and that they should make themselves comfortable. He told them he was going to start the show and then go back to his study to do some work.

Kat took over then and explained, "This is a really cool film. Trey and I watched it, and then we got to try acting parts of it out. If you want to, you should try doing the same thing. I think you'll have lots of fun. Trey and I sure did!"

The girls picked out their seats. As Robbie had expected, Angela grabbed Stephanie's hand and led her over to one side of the divider before anybody else had a chance to even move. That left Danni and Lisa together on the other side, where they lounged back comfortably into the deep cushions of the sofa. Angela sat on the other sofa, and directed Stephanie to lay down next to her with her head in her lap.

Robbie dimmed the lights so that the only illumination seemed to be coming from the high definition big screen in front, although he had also made certain that several soft spotlights beamed down from behind on each pair of girls (the better to catch all the action on his various hidden cams). "Is everybody settled in? Let's begin." And with that, Robbie started the film.

Robbie and Kat headed back into his study and found that Uncle Mark had already arrived and was waiting for them with his younger niece, Nadine. "Oh, there you are, Mark, Right on time. Kat, I left one of the big overstuffed easy chairs set up between the other sofas. Do you want to take Nadine out and try watching the film with her for a while? If she doesn't like it, then we'll find something else that you and she can do together."

Sure, Robbie." Kat held her hand out and led Nadine into the viewing room, settling herself into the big chair and then pulling Nadine up to sit on her lap.

"So what's up, Robbie? What's going to be so special about a few little girls sitting around watching a video?"

"Mark, my man, you're going to owe me for this, BIG-Time! Now just remember to stay absolutely quiet. Nobody else knows you're here, and they all think I'm hard at work in the study here. They don't know that we're going to be out there, observing them. And, except for Kat, none of the girls know what kind of 'video' they're going to be seeing. I think you're going to like it, and you're gonna love watching their reactions to it"

"I don't want for either of us to get personally involved in the action tonight, if you know what I mean. But at the end of the film, each pair of girls may need a little bit of guidance on how best to, shall we say, complete their activities. Don't do anything until I give you the signal, but when the time comes, it's possible that you and I may be able to provide some valuable 'coaching' advice. Got it?"

"Sounds pretty special. I'm with you; you lead the way."

Outside of Robbie's study, there was a ½ wall that formed a hallway into the kitchen, and separated the family room (what they were using as the 'viewing room') from the rest of the downstairs. Robbie and Mark stood in the hallway, leaning on the top edge and peering over the 4 ½ foot wall and took in the scene, watching both the film on the screen as well as the girls who were intently focused on it.

Robbie noted that it hadn't taken Angela any time at all to start caressing Stephanie, even before there was any really hot action on the screen to stimulate them.

(For a more detailed description of the film's action, read 'Watching Trey', Part Four, Chapter 4)

But soon enough, the action did start to heat up on the screen, as Chrissy, alone in her bedroom, began removing her polo shirt and jeans. This afternoon was the first time any of the girls had really closely observed any other girls changing clothes or naked. Their very strict church and school, along with fundamentalist family upbringing had engendered a sense of modesty that had been sorely tested already today.

Now, watching in vibrant high definition as Chrissy removed her sheer bra, then slid her hands up to cup her firm breasts, rubbing them and then pulling on the erected nipples, it seemed likes all six girls sharply inhaled as one.

Angela's hand, which had been sliding up and down along Stephanie's arm, shifted just slightly forward so that her fingertips now grazed along the very outside edge of the younger girl's chest. As the youngest of the four girls that Trey and Kat had invited to the pool party and sleepover, Steph did not yet have much in the way of breast development, really just swellings where her breasts would one day grow. But her areola were pronounced and puffy, and her nipples were quite obvious, poking out now against the sheer fabric of the baby-doll top she wore.

Both Robbie and Mark were surreptitiously scanning the rapt audience, on the lookout for any indicators of passion being aroused in the pubescent viewers. Both Lisa and Danni had, (they thought, unobserved) unobtrusively placed a hand on their own chests, each making only the subtlest movements with fingers, slipping unerringly closer to aroused nipples.

Kat, with young Nadine on her lap, was gently sliding both hands from the top of Nadine's shoulders, softly ... slowly, sliding them down across the front of the girl's torso, lingering only a moment at the obvious peaks made by the stiffened nubs, then continuing on down to the still slightly baby-fat tummy.

Angie now teased Stephanie's nipples, her hand simply brushing back and forth from one side of Stephi's chest to the other, fingertips flittering across the stiffened tips. On screen, Chrissy was sliding her sheer panties down over the perfect globes of her sculpted ass. As her hands reach down to begin fondling between her legs, all six girls stiffened slightly in their various poses and again it sounded like a single gasp is heard as all six of them sighed in perfect unison with Chrissy.

Chrissie's self exploration is interrupted by Abby's knock on the bedroom door, and the entire room joins in another soft sigh as they are given a few minutes reprieve. But it's only temporary, as within just a few minutes, on screen Abby begins to show Chrissy the finer points of how to kiss.

The subliminal enhancements Robbie had made with both visual effects and underlying sound tracks were now fully in play. Although unable to see the fleeting scenes of explicit sexual activity, nor hear the inaudible throbbing of the low frequency sounds, the combined effects were assaulting the senses of the riveted audience, overwhelming long-nurtured inhibitions.

On screen, Abby and Chrissy are now deeply into their kissing practice, and the observers have given up all pretense of subtlety. Angela lifted Steph from her lap so she could instead stretch out behind the younger girl. She then pressed herself pressed up against Stephie's back as she had been earlier out at the pool, but this time her actions were more deliberate. Arms encircling from both sides, Angie slid both hands down to Steph's hips and this time back up under the sheer top of the nightie, fingertips rubbing circles around before grasping and pinching the stiff nipples. Leaving the hand coming from underneath to continue it's work on Stephanie's chest, Angie pressed downward with her other hand, straight down across the tummy, then starting to more gently rub circles against the face of Stephi's firming mound.

Backing off just slightly, Angela expanded the area she was covering with her circling hand, all the way from one hip to the other, from her tummy down to the tops of her thighs. With each broad circle, she also rocked back and forth, pressing her own mound up against the other girl's butt. And, with each broad circle, she was also managing to discreetly slip the pj bottoms inch by inch down, over Stephi's hips, using her humping motions against her to disguise her ulterior activity.

Without Stephanie even realizing it, Angie soon had the younger girl's baby-doll bottoms down at her knees. Rocking back, she pulled her hand away just long enough to skim her own bottoms down, bending one knee to catch Stephi's pj's with her foot, bringing them the rest of the way down and off.

Stephanie, meanwhile, was virtually spellbound, by a combination of the scenes being played out on the screen in front of her, the subliminal messages she was receiving through various senses, as well as the stimulation that Angela was providing. She was quite literally unaware of what was going on around her, what was being done to her, her sharpened senses all focused solely on watching the erotic activity on the screen in front of her and the increasing pleasure her body was experiencing.

Before today, Angela had never been intimate in any way with another person. Indeed, before this afternoon, out at the pool with little Stephanie, she had never even realized any type of carnal impulses. Yet the opportunities presented to her today had awakened primitive instincts, primal reflexes that guided her actions, though she herself remained largely unaware of where she was ultimately headed.

At 12 ½, Angie had just recently started to notice occasional strange feelings in her body. Of course, neither her parents nor the church / school had ever talked with her about the changes her body would be going through, so she really wasn't aware of the growing feelings of sexuality she was beginning to experience.

Nor did she quite understand why she felt driven to driven to press herself - quite literally - on the 11 ½ year old girl she was laying with. Something in the back of her brain just seemed to signal her that the caresses she was applying to Stephi would feel good if someone was doing the same thing to her. And somehow, understanding instinctively that Stephi's body was receptive was causing Angela's body to heat up.

As the images of the beautiful girls continued up on the screen, Angela continued her steady assault on Stephanie. She sensed that she was becoming flushed and her breathing was quickening, as was Steph's. Angela pulled the top of her own nightie up over her head before settling back behind Steph once again. She pressed more tightly against Stephanie's back, her groin firmly rubbing against the silky smooth skin of Stephi's bubble butt.

Stephanie offered no resistance when Angela lifted her top leg and pressed her own knee between the thighs of the enthralled girl. With her knee now pressing rhythmically up against Stephanie's sex, Angie was sliding both hands up and down the full front of the aroused young girl, pulling Stephi's top up above her breasts as well.

The rhythmic action of her thigh pressing up into the dampening crotch of the younger girl was unknowingly synchronizing itself to the low frequency beat of the subliminal sound track. The fingers of one hand were switching their attention from one achingly erect nipple to the other, while the other hand was now fully engaged in a gentle exploration of Stephi's crotch.

Maintaining only the slightest contact by the very tips of her fingers, Angela teased along the crease of Stephi's vulva. With a sudden gasp and quiver, the younger girl clamped her legs tighter around Angie's thigh, as Angela began to slowly, gently press her fingertips between the lips of Steph's cunny, noting the slippery feel from the juices that had started to flow.

When her fingertip had reached the end of Stephi's crease and she felt that tender area between the girl's pussy and her butt, Angela very carefully slid her forefinger and middle finger back up, this time more deeply embedded, feeling a thrill in her own cunny at how smoothly her fingers slid through the now very slimy, lubricated channel.

Nearing the top of the cleft, Angela's fingertip slipped over a pulsing bump, bringing another, louder gasp from Stephanie who in turn hunched violently down onto Angela's thigh. Again, it was simply primitive instinct that led Angie to understand that this bump was very important.

Angela's fingers were probing areas of Stephanie that she had never even explored on her own body, her mother having told her in no uncertain terms that touching herself down there was dirty. Sinful. Perverted! Yet a hunger was growing fierce within her own pubic mound; she desperately wanted to feel something, someone probing within her as she was doing with Steph.

She knew that Stephi's excitement was growing, the young girl grunting in sync with the rhythm of her probing fingers, hardly noticing that her breath was coming in gasps. Stephi's legs opening then squeezing tightly on Angie's thigh, now actually beginning to slide up and down leaving a wet trail on Angie's upper leg. Humping herself up onto Angie's hand as if she was attempting to increase the contact, the pressure of the fingers sliding within her slick crease.

The primary action on the screen was beginning to fade, Chrissy and Abby resting after their climactic finish. But Robbie's enhancements now took center stage as his subliminal images were flashed onto the screen for slightly longer intervals, apparitions accompanied by the enhanced sounds of heavy breathing from the surround sound system intended to mask any similar noises being produced by those watching, and thereby further reducing any self-conscious inhibitions.

With the screen fairly well dimmed, brightened only by strangely rhythmic strobe-like flashes containing only the unrecognized ghostly apparitions of the ultra-erotic subliminal images, Angela now pressed Stephanie down to lay flat on her back and rolled herself over on top of her. She grabbed the top of the nightie that was bunched up around Stephie's chest and pulled it the rest of the way up and off.

Both girls were now completely naked. Angie gently lowered herself down onto the smaller girl, sliding her body up and down, allowing her slightly larger breasts to brush back and forth across Stephi's swollen puffies, finally carefully bringing her pubis down, down, and into direct contact with Steph's nearly bald but puffy mound. Both girls shivered, deep breath, closing their eyes and holding still, frozen for a moment in time, luxuriating in this new sensation

Gently, almost feather-lite, Angela initiated a very slight, full body-to-body caress. Holding herself up with straightened arms, she rocked slowly, allowing just her nipples to agonizingly tease across Stephi's swollen nubs, her thicker nest of pubic hair to tickle Steph's pudenda, then lowering herself to press firmly against the writhing girl. And again. Both of them gasping for air.

On the other side of the room, separated by the Japanese room dividing screens, Lisa and Danni had not been idle either.

Of the four girls that had been invited to the sleepover, Danni was the only one that had any real prior experience with sexual stimulation. Her intimate moments at the pool this afternoon with Robbie had started her thinking about the interludes she remembered sharing with her Uncle Mark over the past several years.

She had first started feeling the 'tingles' when Uncle Mark had been giving her a bath when she was about 10 years old. He'd helped her with her baths for as long as she could remember, but, this time, as he carefully assisted in making certain that every inch of her, every nook and cranny had been properly cleaned, she had begun to notice the tingles starting with the way her previously unnoticed nipples had suddenly become sensitive, and hard. Uncle Mark's hand, even covered by the washcloth, brushed across her stiffened buds, back and forth, igniting sparks of sensation she'd never felt before, sparks that she seemed to feel all the way down to her tummy.

Standing in the bath, so her uncle could continue soaping and washing down her front, Danni shivered; not cold, it was just the manifestation of the feelings that were coursing through her body. She remembered spreading her feet to plant herself more firmly, but also opening the space between her legs as Uncle Mark expanded the circles he was scribing with the washcloth.

Danni was sure that he was unaware of the increasing pleasure his hands were causing as Uncle Mark was now dipping his hand lower, down below her belly button, his fingers now pressing the cloth right down over the crease that ran between her legs. She felt flushed, like blood was rushing through her. She seemed to be having a hard time catching her breath. And still, Uncle Mark continued to gently spread the lather. Down, coating the tops of her legs and then dipping between them to wash up the inside of one leg. Switching over to her other thigh, the washcloth draped over his fingers as the flat of his hand worked further up, his cloth covered index finger now sawing back and forth along the lips of her cunny.

Danni was now biting her lip, trying to stifle the moan, yet couldn't prevent the small, rhythmic grunts being emitted from between her gritted teeth, seeming to keep time with Uncle Mark's continuing careful efforts. Something was happening. She felt like ... she needed to pee. Oh God. Not now. Something was happening, something was comi...

Danni shook her head. Coming back to the present. Remembering the shock as her mom's voice carried up the stairs, asking if they were almost finished with her bath. Breaking the spell. And it seemed like Uncle Mark, too, now wanted to hurry and finish washing her and helping her get ready for bed. But something had been about to happen. She was sure she had almost reached ... well, she didn't know what; she just knew that she hadn't been able to finish.

Returning to the present, her eyes took in the sight of Abby and Chrissy becoming more entangled, up on the screen, and realized that she herself had one hand moving idly back and forth across her chest while her other hand rested on the top of one thigh, its thumb lightly brushing against the mound of her pubis, barely stirring the small bushy nest of hair that puffed out the front of the gauzy bottoms of the baby-doll PJs she was wearing.

From the corner of her eye, Danni could see Lisa, beside her on the couch snuggled up into herself, lips parted, eyes totally focused on the screen, her hands similarly sliding over thighs, brushing across the swellings on her chest, seeming to be looking for the source of the feelings that were beginning to spread their warmth throughout her entire body.

Settling back once again, Danni's eyes, heavy lidded, now returned to the screen, as her mind once again wandered to some of the games she played with Uncle Mark. She remembered having a tickle fight with him, which they'd done many times previously. But this time, it was like they were partners in a conspiracy as they whispered to one another, each revealing to the other where their most vulnerable tickle spots were. She was surprised to learn that his was pretty much in the same area as hers was, right up near the very top of her legs.

Uncle Mark agreed to let her try to find his first, and when she found it and got him to laugh, it would then be his turn to look for hers. She probed all around with her fingers without eliciting a giggle or even a grin, but she noticed that he sort of tensed up a little bit as her fingertips worked their way higher on his leg. When she began to slide her hand under the loose leg of his short, lightweight summer shorts, he caught his breath and once again his stomach muscles seemed to tense up. Just as she began to feel some loose skin and a kind of a funny, hard shape under his shorts, he let his breath out in a short giggle, telling her she'd found his spot, so now it was his turn.

Only a little disappointed that her explorations had been cut short, she now lay herself back on the bed they had been sitting on, her legs dangling off the edge. Uncle Mark started right off trying to tickle up high on her legs, quickly moving over the top of her shorts and on to the jutting mound at the top of her legs.

"I'll bet you're not feeling ticklish because of all this cloth under my fingers, right?" Uncle Mark had asked. When Dannie nodded in agreement, he said, "Maybe I should try tickling underneath. What about that?" When she simply nodded again, he slowly slid just his index finger down from her mound, along the crease at the top of her thigh and down until her reached the bare skin at the bottom of her shorts.

Now, sliding that single fingertip up under her shorts, he was easily able to work it under the legband of her cotton panties, and was soon sliding it along ... right along ... oh God, he was sliding it along the lip of her puss. Starting to rub up and down. She thought she was feeling a little damp down there. Sweaty? Had she started to pee, a little? She felt like maybe she was starting to need to. She couldn't help it; a little moan escaped. "Unnggh."

"Was that a giggle? Did I find it? Did I find your most ticklish spot? Should I stop now, " Uncle Mark was whispering?

"Un-uh. No, not quite yet. Don't stop," Danni was barely able to grit out between clenched teeth. She was surprised to find that she was unable to keep herself from jutting her hips up, to push harder against his finger.

Uncle Mark's finger was now sliding easily along the crease, seemingly slickened ... was that her? The finger was slipping deeper between the lips, pressing in as she pressed her pelvis up to meet it.

She couldn't help it. Her hips were thrusting up, harder. Faster. She was biting her tongue to try to quiet the moans, "Ungghh. Ungghh. Ungghh." Almost. It was almost ... she was almost... "ungghh, ungghh."

"Uncle Mark? Where are you? What are you guys doing? I can't find you. Uncle Mark?" Her sister Nadine's voice, from only a few feet away, starting to come down the stairs. Uncle Mark abruptly straightened up, pulling his hands away. Danni, groaning audibly in frustration, sitting up, noticed the stiff tube-like thing sticking out through the leg of his shorts as Uncle Mark hurriedly grabbed a pillow and placed it on top of his lap just before Nadine wandered into the room they'd been playing in.

Once again, Danni shook her head slightly, as if clearing cobwebs, her attention returning to the screen as Chrissy and Abby were now locked together, images seeming to flash in her brain, the pulsingly erotic sound track reverberating into her consciousness, finding her one hand now firmly grasping and squeezing at her swollen breast, the other firmly pressing into the gap between her legs.

Beside her, Lisa was now moaning in sync with the enhanced sound track, unaware, as she aggressively humped her pelvis up against the hand that was now working inside the sheer bottoms of her PJs. Unable to control her impulse, Danni carefully reached over, pulling at the waistband of Lisa's PJ bottoms, helping to slide them down over Lisa's hips in time with the urgent thrusts of her hips.