The usually twenty or so girls were on the hill, relaxing in the sun, when Maxie arrived. At first glance, the child might have been the only boy on the hill but that was not the case. Named Maxine for a great grandmother, she was eight years old and had come to the trailer park a year ago to live with an elderly aunt - the latest in a series of relatives who had taken the girl in for short periods over her young life. But at a year, this was by far the longest place she had to call home.
There had been so many that she couldn't be sure she could remember them all. And that had started after her mother had finally lost custody of her for good. There was little to miss from her life with her mom, a crack addict who rented her little girl to people who took pictures and videos of her performing all kids of acts in the nude. At age two, she had become familiar with the taste and feel of a man's ejaculation on her tongue.
She was frequently molested or outright raped by objects and fingers that gradually made her tiny holes ready for bigger things. When she was six, she was subjected to full vaginal and anal intercourse with her full grown partners stretching her mightily as they crammed as much of their pricks into her that her little body could take.
That seemed to stop when she was sent to the trailer park until she met the girls on the hill. There, she discovered that she could actually make money for letting people do things to her that she was well used to - although she had learned a few new variations along the way. She was happy to share her earnings with the others as they went on sprees at the convenience store or Discount Dollar.
Her only regret was that she didn't make as much as most of the others. She was skinny and average looking although Maxie considered herself to be homely despite the protests of some of the other girls like Sandra and Chyna. Sandra was absolutely gorgeous and Maxie was sure she'd be a famous actress or model when she grew up. Why, just yesterday she got forty dollars from a man for just talking to him while wearing a very skimpy bikini. Sandra said is what something called a retainer and she was going to get to spend Saturday and Saturday night on a boat.
Maxie knew she'd never get invited to a boat. Her plain t-shirt and shorts hung loosely on her thin frame and her brown hair, which she kept short, was mostly tucked under a ball cap. The girl sighed as she pictured herself - boring!
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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