Preteen Cheerleader Fundraiser "License to Molest"
Written by The Shadow
The preteen girls of the Hills Elementary School cheerleader squad are on a mission. They have to collect ten thousand dollars to fund their trip to the National Championships in California. In this chapter school bus driver Bob James returns to our continuing tale. During the short time he spent with Sally Gold, Bob had learned of the cheer leading squad's unusual plans for making money. His Pedophile sense tingling he Immediately starts to plot to take advantage of that new found knowledge. Soon thereafter a trip to the Hills Mall presents him with just the situation he has been looking for.
Bob James had made a fortune from the sale of an internet company he had founded. The company had developed a foolproof encryption process that hid a persons internet access from any trace program. The United States government on learning of the cipher bought the company quickly to prevent the use of that process. That left the United States government as the only entity that could browse the net undetected. Bob did not care what the sale of his company meant to the privacy of citizens of the united States. Bob was not about to refuse the offer of 100 million dollars.
Bob also won other concessions which were important to him. He had the government agree to give him a copy all the child pornography seized in the past, present or in the future. He also insisted on immunity from prosecution on any child pornography or molestation charges that he might incur. He was mildly surprised that the representatives of the government had agreed to all his terms without an argument. However being a realist he kept a copy of the cipher in a hidden location. He had advised those representatives if they broke the terms of the agreement he would release encryption process publicly.
When Bob first had received the mountains of child pornography he had spent days almost with out sleep pursuing the photos and videos. He had jerked himself off to the state of mental and physical exhaustion. Finally he calming down and learning to pace himself.
Three years later, having gone through the mountain of child porn a number of times, he had taken a job of school bus driver. The multimillionaire had taken the job solely for one reason. Driving a school bus would present an opportunity to molest a whole bevy of very young girls.
It can be said he could have used his money to acquire all the young girls he desired. However for Bob James the thrill was in the act of pedophile seduction. Paying someone so he could molest their daughter held no enjoyment for the child molester. Most of the time the girl offered for money had done it with a family member previously anyway. So far his choice of a new profession had not paid off the way he hoped. However the short time with Sally Gold hinted at better things to come. Now armed with the information he had gained from Sally Gold he was confident his fortunes would improve.
Bob was just approaching his fiftieth birthday and looked ten years younger. His wealth helped him maintain a well stocked gym and a personal trainer. He often wondered what the school board would do if they found out a lowly school bus driver lived in a twenty two room mansion on fifty acres of wooded property. Bob maintained a small trailer in the poor part of town for his legal address. There was little chance anyone at the school would ever would find out about his true residence. Much less suspect his real reason for taking the job.
Bob was also proud of his nine inch cock a hereditary gift from his grandfather, Horsecock James. Bob took great pleasure in watching a young girls reaction to her first glimpse of his cock. He never lost the thrill of watching their reaction the first time they laid eyes on the monster. He as luck would have it could even suck his own dick if the urge manifested itself. He continued to maintain the flexibility for that trick at his own fully equipped home gym.
Bob often wondered if anyone would actually believed someone like him existed. Would anyone believe the United States government had made the type of perverted deal it had with Bob. He thought about the outcry if the public ever found out. It would make him famous, but that type of famous he could do without.
A year after making the deal he had been arrested for molesting a seven year old in another town. His first call was not to his lawyer but to his government contact. That very day the molested girl's parents received a visit from two federal agents. Agents who claimed to be from an agency the parents never heard of before. The agents told the young girl's parents they were harming National Security by bringing charges against Bob. The little girl's mother and father were told the patriotic thing to do was drop the charges. When they resisted that tact, they were offered one million dollars to drop the charges. It should be noted while the agents were talking to the girl's parents a cute little seven year old girl entered the room. She asked, "Mommy, am I going to see the man with the big pee pee again. He was fun. He made me feel nice down in my bottom. I miss him so much." The two agents exchanged glances and then finished their business. Early the next morning Bob received notice the charges were dropped. He also received a personal apology from the local Sheriff. He accepted the apology gracefully a bug smile on his face.
Since that episode Bob was sure he had a license to molest. He was sure it would continue to be in force as long as he desired. He was cock sure the government would get him out of hot water again and again. Bob told himself, it is good to be me. Bob was confident he was untouchable and that caused him to take some huge chances.
The day after his molestation of Sally Gold he decided to go to the Hills Mall. He liked walking the mall and looking at the young girls. He was especially fond of riding up the escalator behind them. He often wondered as he checked out the panty shots afforded him by his lower position if the girls knew what they were showing. A trip to the food court would usually provide him with more panty shots as young girls had lunch. The young girls minds not on modesty but on that cute boy at school. Sometimes they caught him looking. Usually they would snap their legs together and give him a dirty look. He would just smile in reply and mouth thank you. But once in awhile they would shrug, giggle and let the legs open even further. He headed for the Mall thinking about what he might see. He told the chauffeur, "Larry, I think I want to go to the Hills Mall today."
Larry replied. "Yes sir Mr. James." Larry knew of Bob James love for little girls. He did not care since Mr. James paid him handsomely along with other perks. He was not about to become a good citizen and turn in his meal ticket. Besides who cares about a bunch of little bitches. Larry was a homosexual and what happened to girls or women did not concern him. He thought about his latest love interest, Bruce. Bruce was the butler for some rich lesbian. The best part of that employ was she let Bruce host great parties at her palatial home. Bruce had confided to Larry that the rich lesbian liked little girls. Larry smiled to himself and thought maybe I should introduce Mr. James to that rich lesbian. They could share their conquests and compare notes. As he entered the expressway he noticed the traffic was unusually heavy and announced, "Sir, the trip might be a little longer then normal."
Bob replied, "No problem Larry, I will watch something on the video screen."
A moment later Larry heard a crying girl say. "No daddy, don't make me do that." Those sounds of abuse did not phase the driver. He had heard a number of little girl voices making similar statements come out of the sound system in the limo. Hell, Bob had given Larry a ton of child porn with boys telling his driver he had no interest in little boys. Bob had explained if the government sent it to him it should not go to waste. Larry thought that was a great perk and it was partly responsible for his loyalty to Mr. James.
At the same time miles away in a typical suburban home Debbie Cole was getting ready to leave the house. Debbie mother questioned, "Where are you going with your cheer leading outfit on?"
Debbie replied, "Mom, don't you remember, I have to collect donations for our trip. I am going down to the mall as see if people will donate."
Mary Cole's face showed her concern as she observed, "I worry about you down there. You are only ten and there are all kinds of people at the mall."
Debbie promised, "Don't worry mommy I am going to stand by the front doors. There is a security guard who is always there."
Mary still apprehensive gave in, "Okay but be careful."
Tina Cole, Debbie's eight year old sister asked, "Can I help collect money with Debbie?"
Mary nodded and said, "Good idea, Debbie take your sister with you."
Debbie protested, "Mom, do I have to?"
Mary replied, "Yes if you want to go."
Debbie sighed and told her little sister, "Go put on my old cheerleader skirt and top. It might well help with the fund raising if you looked like a cheer leader."
Tina yelled, "Goodie!" the eight year old quickly ran to Debbie's room to find the old outfit. She returned a few minutes later looking like a younger version of Debbie.
Mary stared for a moment and remarked, "I can not believe how you two look so much alike."
Debbie Cole was a typical thin ten year old. Her body still retained the boyish figure. She did possess the cutest little boobs and a bubble butt that left no doubt she was female. She had long blonde hair that fell down her back almost to her waist. Her Robin egg blue eyes, button nose and slightly oversized lips made her as cute as any ten year old in Hills, Iowa.
Tina Cole could have passed for a boy. Her thin body and butt that still looked rather boyish might have fooled someone from the back. Tina was just a younger version of Debbie. Some people described her as the smaller twin. Tina may have had a boys body but she was far from a tom boy.
Tina and Debbie had a big secret. For now that secret will remain one. Later in the story it will be revealed once I figure out what it is.
Debbie had a large old coffee can with "Donations - Hill's Elementary School Cheer Leaders Trip" written on its side. The two sisters left the house and headed for the mall. The sisters were soon to have a unexpected encounter with Mr. Bob James.
An hour later Bob James exited the limo. He told Larry, "Larry chill out and wait for my phone call."
Larry replied, "I will be right here Mr. James."
As Bob walked towards the front door he spotted Debbie Cole and her little sister standing by the front door. He moved closer and spied the can with the fund raising sign on the side. His mind quickly seized on what was a perfect opportunity for seduction. He walked up and said, "Hi Debbie and Tina, I see you are trying to collect money for the Cheer Leaders trip to the Nationals."
Debbie replied, "Hi Mr. James. We are trying, but not many people are giving us any money. We only have ten dollars and we have been here almost an hour."
Bob acted concerned and said, "Wow you never will be able to collect enough money for the trip." Bob admired the two little almost identical girls now dressed as cheer leaders. He could already imagine molesting the two of them at the same time. That would be a first for the pedophile and he loved firsts when it came to molesting.
Debbie agreed, "You are right Mr. James but what other choice do we have?"
Bob dropped the bombshell, "Well I heard you and the other girls made quite a bit of money dancing for the construction workers. I heard some of the routines were a little piggy."
Debbie quickly put a finger to her oversized lips and whispered, "Shush! Don't let anyone hear, nobody is supposed to know." She then asked, "How did you find out Mr. James?"
Tina eyes virtually lit up and she asked, "What kind of piggy dance did you do Debbie?"
Debbie blushed beet red. She looked up at Bob and said accusingly, "Now look what you did."
Bob turned to Tina and asked, "Tina how would you like a new Justin Bieber CD?'
Tina's lost little time in replying, "I would love one."
Bob bargained, "Okay, just forget about the piggy dance your sister might have done for now. Do that and I will buy the CD for you."
Tina nodded and agreed, "Okay that sounds fair." She turned to Debbie and added, "Don't worry I will not tell mommy." Then she added, "But I do want to hear about it sometime, it sounds like it was fun."
Bob smiled at the two girls and suggested, "Look you two are never going to make any money here. I have two hundred dollars burning a hole in my pocket. If you do agree to do a private cheer for me the money is yours."
Debbie cocked her head suspiciously. However two hundred was a lot of money. She asked, "What do we have to do? No touching if we agree to do it."
Bob lied, "I just want to see you two dance. Maybe you could show me your panties once or twice."
Tina interjected, "I will show him my panties for that much money. I do it for fun already when I see old men checking me out. I say we do it."
Debbie gave her sister a dirty look and thought for a moment. She finally gave in, "Okay but no touching Mr. James."
Bob smiled and said, "Well lets get the CD for Tina and if you want one I will buy it for you too."
A short time later Bob led the girls each holding a CD to his large white limo. Larry was waiting by the car holding the door open. He smiled at the two young girls and commented, "Sir, who are these two fine ladies you have with you?" Larry was playing the role to help impress the two girls.
Debbie seemed taken aback and asked, "Do you own this big car Mr. James?"
Bob nodded and replied, "Yes I do and this in my chauffeur Larry."
Debbie still seemed unable to comprehend, "But, But, you drive a school bus. How can you have a big car and a chauffeur?"
Bob explained, "I am very rich. I drive the school bus because I like young girls like you. Why don't you get in the car. You can ask all your questions while Larry drives us to my house." Bob wanted to be sure his exposure with two little girls would not be too public.
Tina lost little time in jumping in the car. She quickly made herself comfortable on one of the plush couches. She called out, "Come on Debbie get in. You can not believe all the cool stuff in here. It is better then our living room at home."
Debbie nervously looked into the car. A moment later she decided to join her sister on one of the couches.
Bob nodded to Larry and climbed into join the two little girls. Larry tipped his hat and closed the passenger door before moving to the drivers seat. Once he was behind the wheel he called back on the intercom, "Ready when you are sir."
Bob pressed a button and replied, "Go ahead Larry, the girls are enjoying all the toys back here."
Debbie was impressed not only by the intercom and couches but also by many other luxuries in the limo. She gushed, "Wow Mr. James you have everything back here. You even have a refrigerator and three video screens."
Bob asked, "That reminds me you two want soda or anything?"
Tina quickly responded, "I would like a soda. Do you have Mountain Dew?'
Bob responded, "It is your lucky day, that is my favorite soda." Bob opened the refrigerator and while he was pulling out the Mountain Dew he asked Debbie, "How about you Debbie, you want one too?"
Debbie responded, "Yes please."
Bob handed the two girls their sodas and pulled out a beer for himself. He smiled and commented, "Now this is the life. Tina do you want to hear that Justin Bieber CD right now?"
Tina nodded enthusiastically and handed the CD to Bob.
Bob would endure almost anything for the chance to molest a young girl. However after five minutes he wondered how long he could stand good old Justin. Tina was so excited she was not very concerned with her modesty. Her thin legs slowly parted as they drove towards Bob's Mansion. Bob watched as first the pale skin of her inner thighs appeared. Then more and more tender eight year old flesh was exposed until he saw a little bit of pale blue between her legs.
Tina noticed where Bob was looking. Instead of closing the grinning eight year old opened her legs to provide him with a full view of her panty covered crotch.
Bob was impressed by the large bulge her pussy mound made in the cotton material. He if tried real hard he could make out the crease of her pussy slit outlined in the blue cotton.
Debbie quickly noticed and hissed, "Tina, close your legs. Mr. James can see your panties."
Tina laughed and shot back, "So he sees my panties. He is really nice and I like him. I like when he looks at my panties, he looks happy. Plus it makes my coochie tingle."
Debbie shocked by her sisters response, gave up and shook her head. The truth of the matter was her concern stemmed from her worrying that Bob would not give them as much money if he got to see Tina's panties before they danced.
Bob must have read her mind because he offered, "Girls I promised two hundred dollars. I want you to know even if I get a free show early you two will still get the two hundred. Matter of fact here is the two hundred right now." Bob reached into his pocket and handed Debbie two crisp one hundred dollar bills.
Debbie and Tina were impressed by the size of the bills. They had never seen a one hundred dollar bill before. Debbie tucked the two bills in her little pocketbook and sat back. She decided a little preview was not such a bad idea. Blushing just a little she let her legs slowly part until her panties could be seen too.
Bob smiled at the ten year old when she allowed him a peek at her underwear. She had not bothered to wear cheer panties since she had not planned on doing any cheering. Her yellow cotton panties barely covered her large pubic mound. It looked like the two sisters were more alike then just their faces. Bob smiled and did not try to hide the growing bulge in his pants.
Tina was the first one to spot the large lump in Bob's trousers. She whispered to Debbie, "Is that lump in his pants his pee pee. It cant be that big can it?"
Debbie looked over and her eyes visibly widened as she caught sight of the huge bulge. She whispered back, "I don't think so, they cant be that big?"
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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