The Adventures Of Sally
Copyright© 2006 by George
Chapter 12
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 12 - Mark and Leesha, happily married, take care of Leesha's niece Sally after her parents are killed in a car accident. Though raised as his sister in-law's daughter, Mark finds out that Sally was actually adopted. This doesn't stop Mark from dealing with his personal conflicts with the issues of youth, sex, and love.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers Consensual Romantic First
Sally, Alex and I arrived at the cabin, and got out of the truck. After opening the door, I tossed my keys on the coffee table, started heading upstairs to take a shower, and the girls headed to their bedroom. I was at the top of the stairs when I heard the command; "FREEZE, PUT YOUR HANDS ON YOUR HEAD!" I turned to see several plain clothed officers pointing guns at me. I put my hands on top of my head and was handcuffed. The officers led me down stairs, to the living room. After being frisked, sat down forcibly on the couch, and read my rights. I saw a female officer, her arms around the girls, leading them into the living room. I was taken to and sat down in the kitchen, where it was explained to me that I'd be charged with several counts of statutory rape, and multiple counts of aggravated child molestation.
The detective told me that they'd been after Don for quite some time after neighbors of his had made several claims that they'd seen him make his daughter parade around the house naked, and was seen fondling himself while watching. He went on to tell me that it was rumored that he'd gone so far as to video tape her while he was at work for viewing later. The cabin had been placed under surveillance when a member of the cleaning crew had reported that there were cameras placed all over the house, and she noticed sticky substances on the daughters sheets after a visit. Don had booked the cabin for that week, so the detectives obtained a warrant for video surveillance.
"You only got his cameras Mr. Davis, not ours." The detective told me. "Don't worry, we're still after ol' Don." He chuckled. "Maybe you'll be cell mates, and can swap stories." Now he horse laughed.
I sat quietly with the handcuffs on and said very quietly. "They're both eighteen years old."