I met Scooter Girl on line in 1986 during one of my searches for material to be used in my book, "Matty The Sex Life Of A Ten Year Old Girl." Scooter Girl claimed to be sixteen years of age and involved in a long-term sexual relationship with her father. The picture portrait of herself she published on line showed me a beautiful, well-endowed young blond girl who looked to be about sixteen years of age. In the picture she was nude except for a baseball cap perched on the side of her head. That photo accompanied each of her emails on an Excite incest site.

However anyone can place a picture on the Internet and claim, "Look! This is me!" And the poster might be a sixty-year-old three hundred pound transvestite playing a role.

Having said the above I would also like to state that I believed her. We chatted in many chat rooms on Excite, Yahoo and other providers. Her story hung together quite well. That is why I have included it in here. Scooter Girl's story is the antithesis of the numerous tales of horror and woe published on the Net by the self-named "survivors." Scooter Girl's experiences with her father were, to her anyway, one hundred percent positive. In fact their child must be about twelve or thirteen years of age by now.

"Mother was a cold and uncaring bitch who had as little to do with me as possible," was a statement she made over and over many times. You could almost hear the pain she felt at her alienation from her mother.

Her mother was a very aloof, career woman who worked for a large (never specified) advertising agency. Her mother was raised in a cold and unaffectionate environment by well to do parents who had a marriage contract rather than a marriage. She in turn never learned to display affection except in the mildest of ways.

"All my life my daddy was the one who told me he loved me and took care of me. He bathed me, put me to bed and kissed me good night. He was the one who got up in the middle of the night and held me and hugged me when I was sick or had a bad dream. I don't remember she ever did." Her father was a journalist with a couple of syndicated columns that did quite well, so she said. As a result he stayed at home and raised his daughter.

"When I was twelve Mother divorced my daddy. She got the house and he got me. He said I was worth ten houses at least."

Her first memory of her father touching her sexually was in the bathtub. "I guess I was about four when he started to wash my little pussy extra well. Later he played with it and rubbed it when he put me to bed at night. He would kiss my mouth then kiss my pussy goodnight. It felt real good."

"Did he ever insist he fondle you when you did not want him to?" I asked her in one session on the "Daddys Loving Girls" chat room.

"No, if I didn't want to play he said okay and that was all there was. My daddy never tried to make me do what I did not want to do. He loves me." She made the statement her father loved her many times. Again I was inclined to believe her.

"He licked me and stuck his tongue in me on my sixth birthday as a 'special present.' I loved it! I began to ask him to give me a special present every night. That was the first time he let me hold his cock. I knew we were not supposed to do this but it was with my daddy so that made it all right.

"It wasn't long after that he asked me to suck it. When he cum in my mouth I spit it out. He wiped my mouth with some tissues and told me I had given him the greatest present of all. I told him it tasted like the scrambled eggs Mother made for me once. They were all yucky and runny. He laughed and said I would learn to like it."

Of course he admonished her repeatedly she should never tell anyone, that "they" would take her away from him. It was "our wonderful secret." She stated she was proud she and her daddy shared a secret no one else ever knew. It gave her a sense of specialness.

Of course fingers followed tongue and on her ninth birthday he had full intercourse with her. "Oh god did it hurt at first! I cried and he pulled it back out and kissed it and licked it and slept the whole night with me and comforted me.