{ASST} Street_Kids {Mr_Ed} bg, Mg, Mbgg, ped, anal, span, 1st, cons, voy

Disclaimer:
This story is entirely fiction, and has no basis or 
purpose other than to entertain.  It should not be 
read by any minor, for it is not intended as an 
instructional manual in sex.  If the idea of underage 
sex bothers you, do not read any further.


Street Kids

By:  Mr. Ed

Bruce could see she was in trouble, and it didn't 
matter that he didn't know her.  Some of those picking 
on her had troubled him before, and he was still angry 
about that.  It was a pleasure to pick up a piece of 
board, and drop the leader with one blow to the back 
of his knees.

As Bruce stood over the fallen youth, certainly older 
than himself, while the other kids that had been 
helping took off to disappear down the street.  "You 
need any more to know you will never bother me or this 
girl ever again?" demanded Bruce of the youth.

"You wouldn't be so damned tough without that board," 
he declared.  Bruce tossed it aside and stepped back 
to let him get to his feet.

"Come on, big shot," beckoned Bruce.  "Try and teach 
me what you want!  I will teach you to never bother me 
again!"

The youth started forward, changed his mind, and ran 
off to disappear with his already missing friends.

"Come on, and let me get you safely away from this 
neighbourhood," he told the girl.

"That was so brave of you to take on so many," she 
said as she scrambled to keep up with him.

"What, those cowards?" he responded.  "Sorry to rush 
you, but just in case they want to come back, I don't 
want you around.  Do you live anywhere around here?"

"No," she replied.  "I don't have anywhere to live."  
That brought Bruce to a momentary halt, and then he 
continued on his way in a slightly different 
direction, still leading her away from the area.

Once they crossed a major street, and gone down 
another side street, he slowed and began to talk to 
her.  "My name if Bruce, and why are you living on the 
streets like me?"

"Because my father likes to get into my panties, and 
feel me up," she told him.  "I'll never let him do 
that again!  My name is Janet."

"I left home because I was tired of getting beat up," 
he said.  "It's a tough life on the streets, though, 
Janet.  Are you sure you're up to it?"

"I'm scared as hell, and just as hungry," she told 
him.

"I have a little food at my place, so if you're not 
scared of me, you could have some.  It's not that far 
from here."

"If you'd share some with me, I'd be grateful, Bruce," 
she replied.  "You're the first person that I'm not so 
afraid of."

"But you're still afraid of me," he surmised.  "Look 
Janet, I won't hurt you, and will protect you while 
you stick with me.  One thing you'll have to promise 
me, though.  When you leave where I live, you won't 
tell anyone about where it is, ever!"

"If I cross my heart and promise not to tell, may I 
come with you?" she asked.

"Just the promise is enough, Janet," he said with a 
big smile.  "Come on, let's get you some food!"

Bruce went down small alley ways, between buildings, 
and then finally came up behind what looked like a row 
of abandoned garages.  Using an unlocked window, he 
climbed inside one, and then helped her to climb in 
after him.

Janet looked around inside the dimly light garage, and 
saw how he had used boxes and things to make 
furniture.  Over in one corner lay what appeared to be 
his bed, a piece of foam wrapped in some clothes.  
There were a few gaps in the cover so the foam still 
showed.

From inside a metal box, he took a part loaf of bread, 
and a single tomato.  Using a knife he had stored in 
his shoe, he sliced the bread into four slices, and 
then put back the remainder into the metal box.  Then 
he carefully sliced the tomato, and placed each slice 
on two of the pieces of bread.  When it had finished, 
he covered both slices with the remaining two, and 
indicated she was to take one.  He took the other and 
began to eat.

"Oh, Bruce, this is good," she declared after the 
first bite.  "Thanks!"

"You're welcome," he said.  "Don't usually get to be 
so polite out here.  Makes it kind of nice!"

"You're my hero," she said quietly.  "Do you live here 
alone?"

"Forget the hero stuff, and yea, I live here alone.  
What are you going to do?"

"Beg you to let me stay with you," she said.  "I will 
try to keep out of your way, and help you any way I 
can."

"I'm a guy, Janet," he pointed out.  "Wouldn't you be 
afraid of being with a guy alone at night?  I only 
have one bed."

"The way I see it, you're a lot nicer than anyone else 
I've met, so I'd take my chances with you, even if you 
did stuff that scares me."

"You mean like your dad did," he suggested.

"Yea, but I don't like thinking of him as my Dad.  
Dad's are nice people, and he's my father...not so nice 
at all!"

"What you have inside your panties is safe with me, 
Janet," he told her.  "It's going to be kind of tight 
to sleep on the one bed, but if you want, I'll give it 
a try.  Just remember, I don't want anyone to see 
either of us coming in or going out from here.  This 
is my secret place, and I had a tough job finding it 
in the first place."

"I understand Bruce, and thanks!  I don't even feel 
that scared anymore.  You're a super nice guy, and 
don't deserve to be on the streets."

"Look at who's talking," he pointed out as he finished 
his sandwich.  "I guess I'll have to go steal 
something more for us to eat later."

"That sounds scary, but let me help," she requested.  
"Just tell me what to do."

"Maybe you could be a look out," he suggested.  "Let 
me think about that."

"That was so good, Bruce," she declared a few moments 
later.  "I hadn't eaten since day before yesterday.  
Thanks again."

"Maybe I can steal a little more for us to eat tonight 
then," he stated.  "How about some bully beef?"

"What's that?" she asked.

"Corned beef," he told her.

"That's what it means," she exclaimed.  "That would be 
nice, but anything would be nice, Bruce."

"Okay, let me get up the courage to do what I have 
to," he instructed her.

Five minutes later, Bruce lead Janet out of the 
hideout, and down the lane, turned up yet another, and 
then came up behind the back of a store.  "Do you 
think you could find your way back to my place if I 
got caught?" he asked.

"Please don't get caught," she begged.  "I think I 
could find it but I want you to be there with me!"

"Trust me, I don't want to get caught," he said.  
"That was just in case.  Okay, this time you stay 
here, and take off if you hear any sort of fuss or 
noises.  I should be back in a couple of minutes."

"Be careful," she called out as he headed towards the 
store back entrance.

The waiting was almost painful, but when she saw him 
running back out of the store, she took off in the 
direction they had come, and was soon following him 
back to his hideout.  Both took boxes to sit on while 
they caught their breath once inside.

"Bully beef, tomato for tomorrow lunch, and bread," he 
pointed out his prizes.

Janet watched as he got a book out of his metal box, 
and carefully wrote down what he had stolen, and the 
price off of each, which he added to other items he 
had listed.

"One day, I'm going to pay back that man," he declared 
as he put back the book and pencil.

"You write down what you steal?" she asked.

"I steal because I have to, but hate doing it," he 
said.  "I'll pay back everything one day!"

"That makes me the luckiest girl alive to have found 
you then, Bruce," she declared.  "Nobody else would 
ever do that, or care about doing it."

"I'm me, Janet," he declared.  "I don't much care 
about anybody else or what they may do.  You know, you 
are kind of cute, Janet."

"Gosh, thanks, Bruce," she said, blushing.

"Well that brings up the next problem," he said.  "I 
guess you need to know where to get water, so you 
better come with me.  You bring that smaller bottle, 
and I'll take the big one.  That can be for drinking 
water, since we'll need more water for us to bathe in.  
By the way, watch out for this nail head," he said 
pointing out one on the window they used to get in and 
out.  "I've been caught more than once."

It was not far to where they could get water from an 
outside tap behind a building, and filled up the two 
bottles before heading back.  "When I've shown you 
where and how, I'll come out and keep guard while you 
bathe," he told her.  "Hope you don't mind using the 
same bar of soap and cloth, 'cause I only have the one 
of each."

"And you will share them with me while you are 
guarding me," she stated.  "Bruce, you're something 
else.  I'm going to end up in love with you!"

"We're too young to be thinking about love, Janet," he 
exclaimed.  "Go on in first this time, and let me see 
how you manage it."

Once inside, he got out a small plastic pan, poured 
half the water from the bigger jug into it, got a bar 
of soap laying on the frame of an unused window, and 
then a cloth hanging from a nail just above.  These he 
handed her, and said, "Call out when it is safe for me 
to come back in, but not too loud so others would hear 
you."

Bruce remained outside for awhile, keeping his eyes 
open, but thinking about how nice it was to have 
somebody to share his space with.  That it was a girl 
made it extra nice, even if it meant some problems for 
him.  When she called out, he went to the window and 
asked for the water pan.  The water he threw into the 
nearby bushes before returning inside.

"Okay, Janet, since I don't want you to wait outside, 
can I trust you to turn and not watch while I do the 
important parts of myself?"

"Sure, Bruce," she said.

"Not yet of course," he said.  "The upper part is no 
big deal, it's just the part in the middle," he added 
as his shirt came off.  Then the other half of the 
water bottle was added to the wash pan before he 
removed his slacks and started to wash himself.

"Want me to do your back, Bruce?" she asked.

"Hey, that's a great idea," he agreed.  "Thanks 
Janet."

"Trust me, this is my pleasure," she said.  "My hero 
deserves the best I can offer."

"Do you have to make me blush?" he asked as he turned 
and tickled her waist.

"Mercy," she cried out, but quietly.

"You know, Janet, I kind of like you being here," he 
said.  "I'll do my best to take good care of you, if 
you want to try and stick it out with me."

"There's nothing I want more than that, Bruce," she 
said.  "I don't care what you say, I do love you!"

"Be quiet and let me do under my briefs," he told her.  
She went to sit down, covered her face with her hands, 
and he dropped his briefs while he washed his butt and 
erect penis.  She had gotten him excited when he got 
to tickle her, and hear her little giggle.  As soon as 
he got himself as dry as possible with a damp cloth, 
he pulled up his briefs, and quickly did the rest of 
his legs before telling her he was done and he was 
already putting on his slacks.

"When you're ready, I'm going to want you to do 
something, Bruce," she told him as she looked straight 
at him.

"As long as I can, than sure, Janet," he said.  "I'll 
be done in a minute."

Once the water was tossed out, and the pan rinsed out 
with a little drinking water, Bruce put his things 
away, and then sat down next to her.  "What would you 
like me to do for you?"

Janet got up, went to face his bed, and then undid and 
lowered her slacks, and panties at the same time.  "I 
want you to spank me, Bruce," she said as she 
stretched out on his bed face down.  "I cheated on you 
and saw your hard penis while you were bathing."

"Oh, shit!" he exclaimed.  "Oh well, that means I 
don't have to go out when you bathe tomorrow," he 
stated.  "Pull up your panties and slacks, for I won't 
be spanking any bum that looks so sweet."

"But I broke my promise," she reminded him.

"I know, but you also could have gotten away with it, 
and yet still told me.  Besides, I want to watch you 
bathe tomorrow, for what I'm seeing is so very fine 
indeed!"

Janet pulled her panties up in place, and then sat up 
on her heels.  "You're one super guy, Bruce, and I 
swear I will not cheat on you again."

"The cheating isn't so bad, Janet, but your word 
should be your bond, and that I am not very happy 
about you breaking.  Please let this be the only time, 
for I want to trust you, but can't if you don't keep 
your word to me."

"It's a deal," she said, offering to shake his hand.

Bruce took the offered hand, and placed a kiss on the 
back of it.  "Better get ready for supper he said 
before he got up to go to the metal pan and the food 
he had stolen.  "We have a long night ahead, so be 
prepared to be bored."

"As long as you're here, I'm not going to be bored," 
she responded as her slacks were pulled up and 
fastened.

It had not been the smallest of all the can sizes he 
had stolen, and it meant each of them could have two 
full sandwiches each, and the filling was almost a 
quarter of an inch think inside each one.  Bruce was 
happy at the bounty he had brought to their meal that 
night, and watched her take the first bite with pride.  
He had got it for her, and that made him feel good!

Each of them took little drinks from the drinking 
water bottle as they needed it, and finished the meal 
with smiles interrupting their chewing every once in 
awhile.  The evening was long and a time for sharing 
stories about what had happened to them back in their 
homes.  As darkness was coming down, Bruce noticed the 
approach, and realized it was time to tell her about 
the night.

"Usually what I do at night, Janet, is slip my shirt 
and slacks off so they don't get too messed up.  It's 
up to you what you do, but you can decide when it's 
too dark for me to see your private parts or 
underwear."

"Since I've got to bathe in front of you tomorrow, 
what's the difference if you see me now?" she asked.

"I didn't really intend to watch you tomorrow, Janet," 
he told her.  "I just said that to make you worry a 
bit.  You could keep on everything if you want, you 
know."

"No, Bruce," she said as her slacks were being 
removed.  "I'm doing it your way, for this is your 
home, and you're in charge here."  

When she undid and removed her blouse, she had nothing 
underneath but her bare skin.  There were two small 
mounds on her chest behind very small nipples, the 
future breasts she would grow.  Bruce removed his 
shirt and slacks, and set both her things and his down 
to keep them neat overnight.  Then he guided her down 
onto his mattress, and lay down beside her.

"There's one thing I forgot to tell you, Janet," he 
said.  "If you need to have a pee during the night, I 
have a bottle right here at the side of the bed.  Just 
pee into it, but put it back the same place in case I 
need to go too."

"Would it be okay if I put my shirt over me?" she 
asked.  "I feel a little cool already."

"I think I remember I was a little cold last night 
when I woke up," he said.  "I'll get a cover I have 
for when it gets cold.  I'm probably more used to it 
than you, so you will need it more," he explained as 
he collected the sheet from inside a box he had.  Once 
he had it spread out over them, he lay back down at 
her back and pulled her hair away from hanging over 
her face.

"I've been scared since before I left my house, Bruce, 
and now is the first time I'm not scared anymore," she 
told him as she moved a little closer to him.

"Since I don't want to scare you at all, then don't 
come any closer, Janet," he instructed.

"I wouldn't be scared if you held me, Bruce," she 
said.

"If you felt how hard my penis was, you'd be scared, 
Janet.  You are pretty, after all, and I am still a 
guy.  This is pretty sexy you know, being here with 
you."

They lay still for nearly a minute before Janet moved 
back and pressed her butt against his erection, and 
pulled his arm over her to put his hand on one of her 
small little breast bumps, just barely started.  She 
held it there until he started to knead her and then 
let his hand go as he continued to feel it and the 
other one.  They fell asleep like that awhile later.


Daylight was seeping in when Bruce awoke, and looked 
to see Janet standing at the foot of the bed, legs 
spread and peeing into the bottle.  Looking away, he 
said, "Morning Janet, but please don't take too long.  
I've got to pee real bad!"

"Come and pee the same time," she suggested, and he 
was too anxious to ignore.  Dropping his briefs out of 
the way, he put his penis at the same bottle opening, 
which meant it was touching her vulva, and let the 
stream join hers.

"Oh, man it feels good when you have to go and finally 
do," he exclaimed.

"I know, and mine is still coming.  I hope we don't 
overflow the bottle!"

"Do you realize how sexy this is?" he asked.  "I'm 
actually touching your cunt with the head of my cock, 
Janet."

"I know, and I've never seen a guy's cock so close or 
clearly," she reported.  "We don't have much to hide 
anymore I guess."

"Please let me finish before getting hard you stupid 
cock," he pleaded.

"There," she exclaimed.  "I'm done so take the bottle 
and fill her up!"

"You shouldn't have said 'up' because it won't stop 
going that way now," he said.  By the time he was 
finished peeing, or had the flow cut off by his 
erection, he was totally erect.

"Maybe I will watch you while you bathe this 
afternoon, Janet," he stated.  "You really are sweet 
to look at."

"Then I get to watch you too," she said.  "Does it 
hurt when it's up like that?"

"It feels nice," he told her.  "The big problem I'm 
going to have is when it's like this, I want to jerk 
off, like I want to right now.  Please pull up your 
panties, and get dressed, Janet.  It's the only way I 
have a chance of getting this back down."

"Why don't I let you look while you jerk off, as you 
called it?  You could come into the pee bottle when 
you're ready."

"With a girl watching," he said as he slowly pumped 
his erection.  "Well, I've never had a real cunt to 
look at while I do it, so could it be a secret?"

"I'd be more embarrassed about anyone knowing than 
you, Bruce," she pointed out.  "Besides, I owe you so 
much, and this is no big deal."

"It is to me, Janet," he reported.  "Oh, Janet, this 
is good.  Bare breasts and cunt right in front of my 
cock!  Oh yea, I'm going to come," he said as Janet 
passed him the pee bottle, top removed.

He got the bottle to the head of his penis less than a 
second before the first shot squirted out into the pee 
already there, and Janet got to see a guy's seed 
coming out the end of his cock.

"The next time, I'll pump it for you if you want, 
Bruce, now that I know how to do it by watching you."

"I'm supposed to be protecting you, not doing this!" 
he declared.  "This must be scary to you."

"It's exciting, but not scary, Bruce," she reported.  
"Thanks for letting me see and learn about guys like 
this, Bruce."

Bruce pulled up his briefs, came over to her, and 
pulled up her panties before putting his hands on her 
shoulders.  "Now I want you to stay with me, Janet.  I 
want to press my cock against your bum again tonight, 
so please stay with me."

"The way I feel about you, Bruce, means I have to, and 
will let you press your cock against my bum like you 
did last night as often as you want."

"Let's get dressed and see what we can find out there 
today to make our bellies a little fuller," he 
suggested, and started getting his clothes on.  Janet 
went along with it, and started getting dressed as 
well.

Before leaving their home, Bruce sliced two pieces of 
bread for them, and then decided to cut another two 
pieces.  There was nothing to put on the bread, but it 
still helped remove the empty feeling of their 
bellies.  Then it was out the window, and the 
beginning of the search for a means to sustain 
themselves.

Janet learned a lot of things that first morning, 
including begging for money, at which she was rather 
successful, how to run from danger, and even how to 
look innocent when the police were around.  Thanks to 
her success with begging, they were able to buy a 
bottle of orange squash to make themselves something 
to drink other than water, and another tin of bully 
beef for them to have for supper.  They still had 
enough bread for both their lunch and supper, so did 
not bother with that, nor did they need to worry about 
their lunch for the tomato was a tasty treat they both 
were looking forward to having.  They were almost 
jubilant when they reached back to their hideout in 
time for lunch.

"You did really good, Janet," he reported as they were 
getting the lunch ready.  "I won't even have to steal 
for supper today."

"It was a little scary at first, but when I got so 
much so easy, I could handle that much fear.  I'm glad 
I was able to be helpful to you though Bruce."

"I'm proud of you, Janet," he declared.  "What it 
means is we can goof off this afternoon, and not have 
to worry again until tomorrow."

"Why don't we use the remaining money to buy a hand of 
bananas?" she suggested.

"Do you still have some money?" he asked.

"Fifty dollars," she confirmed.

"That would be enough, so if it's bananas you want, it 
will be bananas you get."

Both were feeling good about themselves, and kept 
smiling as they ate their tomato sandwiches.  It was 
after Janet put her last bite into her mouth that she 
came over to kneel beside him, and placed her hand 
over the bulge of his erection inside his pants.

"Yesterday I would have fought anybody trying to do 
that, but it feels nice when you do it, Janet.  
Thanks!"

"How'd you like me to take it out for a few minutes?" 
she asked.

"I think I'd like that really fine," he replied with a 
smile.

Janet undid his slacks, pulled the zipper down, and 
then located and drew out his penis through the 
opening in his briefs.  To Bruce's great surprise, she 
leaned over and put the end in his mouth, and began to 
suck on it.  "Oh, Janet, that's good!" he exclaimed.

When she stopped, she looked up into his face and 
asked, "Do you want to rub it against my butt until 
you come?  It can always wash off with a little 
water."

"You'd let me do that, and not be scared?" he asked.

"I'd like you to do that, and no, I wouldn't be scared 
of you, Bruce.  I love you!"

"Then yea, I'd like to do that, Janet," he confirmed.

"Then get ready," she said as she got up and began to 
undress.  "We don't want any to get on our clothes, so 
it would be best if we didn't have anything on."

"Good thinking," he agreed, and removed his own 
clothes.

When both were naked, Janet stretched out on their 
bed, face down, and spread her legs enough for him to 
see between them.  Getting down over top of her, Bruce 
pointed his penis at the top of her bum crack, and 
then slid it down the crack all the way to the floor, 
feeling both her holes in the process.  Then he 
pressed the shaft into her crack and began to slide it 
up and down the crack.

"Did you feel it when it was touching my asshole, 
Bruce?" she asked.

"Yea, I did, and it felt nice," he reported.

"Slide it down and touch there again," she suggested.  
"Lower...a little...there!"

"It's poking inside your asshole a little," he 
reported.

"I know," she exclaimed.  "Press it a little deeper," 
she suggested as she pushed her butt up into the air 
to get a little closer.  "Deeper Bruce...oh man this is 
good!  Deeper!"

"It's all the way up your bum," he reported finally.

"I like how it feels," she said.  "Come up in my ass, 
Bruce.  Give me an ass fuck!"

"I want to, Janet," he admitted.  "This is really 
good!"

"I want you to do it to me too, Bruce," she admitted.  
"Just do it to me!"

Desire was there, permission given so Bruce began 
fucking Janet's asshole, going in and out over and 
over again, pressing his belly tight against her bare 
ass, and then finally he climaxed up inside of her 
rectum, and he let his juices flow into her.

"This was my first fuck in a girl," admitted Bruce.  
"It was wonderful!"

"It was my first too, Bruce, and it was wonderful!  I 
like feeling it go inside me like that.  I hope you 
want to come up there again, for this is great!"

"Then you can count on it, Janet," he told her.  "When 
I come out, I want to get a real close look at your 
butt," he reported.

"It's yours to see, play with, spank or do anything 
you want to do to it, including fucking it!"

"What is with you and spankings?" he asked.  "Do you 
want to get it spanked?"

"That's what my father used to do to get into my 
panties at first," she reported.  "It was kind of nice 
at first, especially when he spanked me in front of my 
girlfriends one day.  I think I'd feel more like your 
girl if you did give me one."

"I remember when I was little hearing a girl getting 
her bare bum spanked by her mother one day, and 
thought it was kind of sexy to think about," he 
admitted.

"So try it now," she said.  "Turn it nice and red 
while you're watching me get it!"

"Wouldn't you cry if it was that hard?" he questioned.

"I want you to make me cry, Bruce," she pleaded.  
"Really, really make me feel it as it turns red, and I 
am crying."

This was uncertain grounds, and Bruce had no idea of 
what it might feel like as he raised his hand high in 
the air.  When he brought it down to land on one cheek 
of her bum, he felt the warmth of her flesh under his 
hand, saw it bounce a little from the blow, and when 
he lifted his hand again, saw how it had turned a 
little pink.  The second blow landed on the same 
place, caused her to moan a little and bounced really 
nicely.  When he saw how it was not pink anymore, but 
almost red, he put his hand back on it and caressed it 
gently.

"I know you get turned on by this, Janet, but I hate 
doing it!" exclaimed Bruce.  "Wouldn't you rather get 
turned on by me playing with your butt or something 
else?"

"Would you play rough enough with me to make me feel 
like I'm yours, then?" she asked.  "I don't want you 
to do anything that you hate, but I really want to be 
yours!"

"How about like this?" he asked as he pushed his 
finger up into her asshole.  He was feeling inside an 
empty place, up inside her bare bum.

"Oh, yea, that's good," she exclaimed.  "You want to 
play with my cunt at the same time?" she asked as she 
pushed her butt up into the air, her legs spread well 
apart.

With her spread like that, Bruce could see the folds 
of skin that formed her clitoris, although he did not 
know what it was called.  Knowing it was the sex part 
of a girl and that she was his girl now, was enough 
that he reached out to explore how it felt under his 
fingers.  Janet responded by pushing against his hand, 
so he rubbed harder and made her moan.  Seeing a hint 
of something more in between the folds of skin, he 
spread them apart, and found himself looking up inside 
her body.  He knew this had to be her fuck hole.

Holding the parts as wide apart as he could, he 
continued to feel around with the finger up inside her 
asshole, knowing he had already fucked her in the same 
hole.  He also knew he was going to be able to get his 
cock into this front hole she was letting him see.  
"This is pure sexy," he whispered, his breath blowing 
against her opening, for he was that close.  "I can 
see up inside you, Janet!"

"Oh, Bruce!" she exclaimed.  "I like that!  I want to 
be yours forever!"

"Does that mean you want me to put my cock up into 
you?" he asked.

"I think that would do it," she responded.  "That's 
supposed to be the big thing, so do it for me.  Make 
me yours!"

Getting up behind Janet, Bruce was almost light headed 
as he pointed his cock to her hole, and felt the first 
moment of contact.  She moaned as it went in up to the 
barrier he had seen, and knew there was a small 
opening that went even deeper.  When he felt he had 
his cock in the right place, he pressed, but not too 
hard against where he thought the hole was, and heard 
Janet whimper.

"Is it hurting you, Janet?" he asked.

"A little, but it's supposed to," she replied.  "It's 
my first time!"

"You want me to stop?" he asked.

"No, no!" she exclaimed.  "Please don't do that!  
Claim me...press it hard!"

It did not take much more pressure to get it in the 
rest of the way, causing her to moan even louder than 
before.  "We're fucking," he whispered aloud.

"You wanted to do this, didn't you, Bruce?" she asked.

"Sure I did, but I didn't like hurting you," he 
replied.

"That's the way it is for a girl," she told him.  
"It's stopped burning, so finish making me yours, 
Bruce.  I love you!"

Bruce watched as he pulled it part way out, and then 
as he pushed it back inside his girl.  Instincts took 
over, and be began to pump in and out, over and over 
again, claiming her for himself, just as she wanted 
him to.  She was naked, and so exposed to him that he 
knew this was special, and would be his when he wanted 
to do it to her again.  Then again, it was not 
something he was doing to her, but it was with her, 
and that made it even more special.  His climax did 
not take very long to come, and he was happy when she 
made sounds of having one too, even as his seed filled 
up inside her vagina.

All afternoon and evening they remained in their 
hideout except for when Bruce came out to fill up the 
water bottles.  The rest of the day was spent talking, 
sitting close to each other, or having sex again.  It 
was a good day, peaceful, sensual, and filled with 
love that went beyond the sex.  They knew they'd 
remain a couple from then on.


The next day, it was necessary to come out, for they 
needed some food to satisfy both lunch and supper.  
Anxious to get back to their hideout, Bruce elected to 
steal a little more from the grocery store, and the 
two of them headed there.  Leaving her outside, he 
went in alone to see what he could get.  This time, 
however, he was not so lucky, and was caught by the 
owner, and held.

Bruce tried to break free, but couldn't manage to get 
loose.  His heart sank when he saw another man holding 
onto Janet and pulling her into the store where he was 
being held.

"Janet didn't have anything to do with stealing from 
you," he reported.  "Let her go, for I'm the only one 
that's been taking things.  Go back to our hideout, 
Janet, and be careful."

"She's not going anywhere, and neither are you, Son," 
said the owner.  "Thank you for stopping the fighting, 
but neither of you needs to run away.  All I want to 
do is talk to you both.  She's your girlfriend, is 
she?"

"Yes, Sir, but she didn't take anything from you!" 
responded Bruce.

"But she ate some of what you took, didn't she?" he 
persisted.

"That's not a reason to hold her, Sir.  I left you a 
note saying I'd pay you back!"

"He has a list of everything he ever took, Mister," 
offered Janet.

"Does he now?" responded the owner.  "Tell me, does he 
take good care of you?"

"The best, Sir!" she exclaimed.  "I love him with all 
my heart!"

"Sir, I promise I won't run away, but please let her 
go.  She's innocent, and it's me that you want to 
catch," reiterated Bruce.

"But she needs as much care or even more than you do," 
he stated.  "I'm not going to do anything but make a 
deal with you so you can eat better.  What you're 
taking is not good nourishing food, it's only a belly 
filler!"

"I didn't want to steal more than what I had to," he 
said.  "I don't understand what you mean, Sir!"

"Before I try to explain, let me ask you just a couple 
of questions," he said.  "Are you having sex with your 
girlfriend, and where do you live?"

"Our place is a secret, and I really don't want to 
tell anyone, Sir," replied Bruce.  "As to sex, yes we 
do sometimes."

"But the place you live doesn't have everything you 
need to make life good for you girl, does it?" he 
persisted.

"It's shit, but it's home," replied Bruce.  "We're 
safe there."

"Last question," said the store owner.  "Why are you 
living there?"

"Janet will have to tell you if she wants to, but I 
got tired of being beaten," reported Bruce.

"My father wanted my panties off too often," offered 
Janet.

"But you have sex with your boyfriend," he pointed 
out.

"He doesn't force me, and I want to have sex with him.  
He's so good to me, Sir, and I know he hates stealing 
from anybody.  Please, could you let him go?"

"Janet, you and your boyfriend are both in need of 
some help, and I can give that to you.  I'm real sorry 
about why you live where you do, but I know that 
little piece of sponge I left out would not be a very 
good bed for the two of you.  It's going to be cold 
soon as well, and that's no way to live."

"You left it for me to find?" asked Bruce, now 
beginning to understand.  "You have been trying to 
help me!"

"I've been trying to catch you so I could help, but 
you're too fast for me.  I had to set a trap to catch 
you, but you didn't come here yesterday.  Well, at 
least I have you now, and now we can make things 
better for both of you!"

"In an abandoned garage, Sir," reported Bruce.  "We 
live in an abandoned garage, but nobody troubles us 
there."

"Then, if it's the ones I think it might be, I've got 
you just in time.  Next week, they will be torn down 
and a new building put up there."

Bruce felt his blood run cold at the thought of 
loosing his home, and that was devastating to hear.  
Dropping to the floor, he buried his head in his 
hands, at a total loss about what to do or say.

Suddenly, Janet was at his side.  "I think the man 
wants to help us, Bruce," she said.  "Listen to what 
he has to say now."

"So that's your name, is it Bruce," he commented.  
"Your little lady is right, Bruce, so get control, 
come up and talk to me.  Are you hungry right now?"

Bruce looked up as he shook his head to say 'no', and 
looked at the man's smiling eyes.  This was not 
something he had expected, and his sense of caution 
was in high gear, but beginning to let him see 
through.  When the man offered him his hand to help 
him up, Bruce looked at it, accepted it, and was drawn 
up onto his feet.

"I'm talking to both of you, but you seem to be in 
charge, Bruce," said the man.  "My name is Chan, and I 
live not too far from here.  My house has a separate 
basement, with a locked door in between there and the 
upstairs, but it is a separate apartment as well.  You 
kids need help, and a proper place to stay.  I'll let 
you stay there, if you are willing to.  Now I can't be 
supplying you food for free, so what I suggest is you 
come and help me with my business, stock shelves and 
stuff, and I'll pay you by supplying you and your lady 
with food to eat.  It will be better than what you get 
to eat now too, for you can't keep going on what 
you've been stealing."

"Instead of calling the police and having me locked 
up, you want to give me a place to live, a job and 
food to eat, Mr. Chan?" he questioned.

"Almost right," he replied.  "It's not just you, but 
both of you that I'm offering to help.  I'm sure Janet 
could do some things around the store to help too!"

"Sure I could, Mr. Chan," she confirmed.  "You are 
such a nice man, Sir!"

"When I saw the note that Bruce left me, I knew he was 
a pretty nice young man too," said Mr. Chan.  "Now 
that I've met both of you, I am getting excited about 
you living downstairs from me.  You're both good kids.  
Come to think of it, you should be using condoms, 
Bruce, so let me get you a few before you leave here, 
even if you don't accept my offer."

"You wouldn't want to do anything to Janet, would you, 
Mr. Chan?" asked Bruce.

"No, Bruce, I would not want sex with either of you, 
but I want you to not make any babies at such a young 
age either."

"I used to feel bad every time I took anything from 
your store, but now I feel even worse," reported 
Bruce.  "Mr. Chan, if you are so kind, you will find I 
can work very hard, and will do as good a job as I 
possibly can for you, Sir!"

"Me too, Mr. Chan," declared Janet from beside him.  
"Bruce is too good for where he is now, but wherever 
he is, I'm going to stick with him!"

"Good!" he exclaimed.  "I can't take you there until 
later, but right now, what you could do is go back to 
your hide out, get anything that you need from there, 
and then come back.  By then, I will have some 
leftovers warmed up for us to share for lunch."

"A hot lunch?" questioned Bruce.

"You'll be able to have hot meals in your new place, 
Bruce," stated Mr. Chan.  "There is a small stove, a 
little fridge, a proper bed, and I could find a few 
blankets for the cold months coming, and it won't be 
torn down for a new building either.  The bathroom is 
pretty small though, and neither of you would have 
much privacy from each other."

"It sounds like paradise, Mr. Chan," stated Janet.  "I 
can't cook much, but I can do a few things."

"But you'll have to learn how to do Chinese cooking, 
for that is such a good healthy way to cook.  I'll 
show you things like that, if you let me come down and 
visit on days when the store is closed.  Or, you could 
come up and watch my wife or me upstairs, if you'd 
prefer."

"Both sound wonderful, Mr. Chan, and I don't know how 
to say thank you enough," said Bruce.  "This is better 
than anybody could have hoped for!"

"What you don't know is how I had to survive before I 
got out from my home country," offered Mr. Chan.  "I 
know what it's like to be on your own, and both of you 
don't deserve what I had to go through.  Go on, get 
your things and come back soon, for lunch will be 
about a half hour from now.  Is that enough time?"


Everything they possessed was able to fit inside the 
metal pan where Bruce kept his food and notebook, 
including their bottles for drinking and bathing 
water.  The mattress was left where it was, with a 
touch of sadness for it had been where they first 
discovered the joy of sex.  Their blanket was the last 
thing to be added to the box, and held the lid open 
slightly as they carried it between them, back to the 
grocery store.

Upon arrival at the store, they were ordered to sit 
down, and did so with plates of steaming food before 
them and little plastic forks.  It was better than 
anything they could remember eating before.

Janet started her training up at the counter of the 
store, and actually collected for some orders she 
checked herself, putting the money in the cash 
register as neatly as she could.  Bruce started being 
shown were to find things, how the pricing gun worked, 
and soon was stocking the shelves almost as fast as 
the customers would take things up to buy.  He learned 
how to add new stock in behind, and face up to the 
front of the shelf, understanding the reason when he 
asked why and had it explained to him.  Even dust on 
the tops of slower moving items was removed that 
afternoon, and he was able to look back with pride at 
his work after the store closed.

"Well done!" said Mr. Chan as he came up behind him.  
"I'm very impressed, Bruce.  Both you and your little 
lady did a wonderful job."

"It was fun, Mr. Chan," he responded.  "Doing it for 
you made it even better, but I liked doing this work!"

"Are you ready to go see your new home?" he asked, his 
hands on Bruce's shoulders.

"I'm almost afraid to, Mr. Chan," replied Bruce.  
"This is just too good to be believed, and the way you 
described the place makes it sound wonderful!"

"It's not paradise, but it's better than a garage," he 
said.  "Load your box in the back of my truck and I'll 
lock up the store.  Wait for me outside, okay?"

"Is there any chance of getting one tomato, Mr. Chan?" 
asked Bruce.  "We don't have anything leftover for 
supper, and Janet needs to eat at least."

"I have a box of all sorts of food in the back of the 
truck, and it includes a dozen tomatoes, Bruce.  You 
really care about Janet, don't you?"

"Mr. Chan," he said as he turned to face the man.  
"She's even more to me than all the things you're 
doing for me, and that I still can't believe."

"You've got you head on straight, Son," he said.  "I 
am so pleased to have finally met you, and promise 
your life will be better than it was!"

"Are Chinese allowed to be hugged?" asked Bruce as he 
wrapped his arms around his new friend and mentor.

"I am certainly pleased to hug you, Bruce," he 
replied.  "Come on, your little lady must be hungry."

With the metal box in the back of the pick up, and the 
store locked by Mr. Chan, they were driven a few short 
blocks, and parked in front of a nice looking house.  
Carrying one box himself, and Bruce sharing his load 
with Janet, they followed him down beside the house to 
the back.  There he used a key to unlock the door, and 
then handed it to Bruce.

"We'll get Janet one cut tomorrow at the hardware 
store next to mine," said Mr. Chan.  "Well, here it 
is, guys."

The apartment was like one big room divided into 
parts.  In one corner was a shower stall, and beside 
that was a toilet, neither with any door.  At the next 
corner was a small little fridge, not quite as high as 
Bruce's waist.  On top of that was a two burner stove.  
On the other side of a small partition, there was a 
bed that would hold them both easily, a small 
chesterfield, a chest of drawers, and even a mirror on 
the wall.  Across from the chesterfield was a small 
twelve inch television set.

"You're wrong, Mr. Chan," said Bruce.  "This is 
paradise!  I don't think I'll ever be able to say 
thank you enough!"

"Soon we'll all sit down and talk about your going to 
school, and that will be how I get repaid," he told 
them.  "You need to learn as much as you can to 
survive in this world, and I'm going to try and make 
sure that it happens the right way for you."

"We need to be working in the store, Mr. Chan," said 
Bruce.  "That was part of the deal."

"That was not the main thing I had in mind, Bruce," he 
responded.  "Yes, I'd like to get your help in the 
store, especially after how well you did today, but 
that's only when your homework is finished, and maybe 
on Saturdays."

"Everything you are doing is only to help us," stated 
Bruce.  "I bet you don't even care that much about the 
work, but think it's something that is good for us.  
Mr. Chan, whatever you decide is right for us, I'll go 
along with and do it to the best of my ability.  
Someday, I will make it up to you, for you've got the 
biggest heart I've ever met, Sir.  Thank you!  Thank 
you for everything, and I won't let you down!"

"You're a lad that I'd be proud to call you my son, 
Bruce.  I'll see you in the morning, and we'll see 
what we can do about your schooling.  Janet, if you 
don't take good care of this young man, I'd have to 
consider...oh, I don't know what I'd have to consider, 
but please take good care of him."

"Since you see how I feel about him, you know I will, 
Mr. Chan," she declared.  "I thank you for everything 
too, Sir, and will try as hard as I can to do as you 
want me to do."

"Hey, you're allowed to be kids, and make mistakes 
too," he said as he went out the door.  Good night!" 
he said as the door closed, and was able to hear their 
return call through the closed door.

"Can you believe this, Bruce?" asked Janet.  "This is 
fantastic!"

"It sure is," he agreed.  "Come on, Janet, we have 
work to do.  While I put our things away, would you 
see to the food things he gave us and put them away?"

"Sure," she agreed, and started on the box 
immediately.

Bruce put the things from the metal box away, Janet's 
things in the top drawer of the dresser, and his in 
the next one.  The soap and washcloth went into the 
bathroom area, the blanket into yet another drawer of 
the dresser, and his notebook he added to his dresser 
drawer.  The little bit of bread leftover, he 
delivered to Janet, and proceeded to assist her with 
getting the remaining items away.  Both the water 
bottles were filled, and added to the bottom of the 
fridge, and water was added to the small little ice 
cube tray after he showed Janet the miniature size of 
it.

Janet had found a pot and a frying pan, and had things 
on the stove in both of them.  It seemed that fried 
chicken nuggets and boiled potatoes were on the menu 
tonight.  She had found plates, knives and forks in 
various places and had them ready to get the food when 
it was finished cooking.

While she was doing the final steps of meal 
preparation, Bruce took a few moments to try the 
television, and found it could get a lot of channels 
and had a pretty coloured picture.  He chose a 
program, and when the food came, they sat opposite it 
while they watched the show.

"I'm anxious to try out the shower," he told Janet.

"Me too, so we can do that right after we finish 
eating," she suggested.

"And the dishes," he pointed out.  "We need to keep 
things clean and neat for each other, and Mr. Chan."

"I can't wait to meet Mrs. Chan," said Janet.  "I bet 
she's nice too!"

Once everything was washed up and put away, Bruce went 
up behind Janet, and began to remove her clothes.  
She, in turn, started to work on his, and that 
continued until both of them were naked.  Then it was 
into the shower stall, and the bathing of each other 
under warm water.  It was fantastically refreshing, 
and extremely sensual.  The moment they were both 
dried, it was onto the bed for some wonderful sex, 
with Janet getting it up her bum once again.  Both of 
them liked that approach, and thoroughly enjoyed each 
other.

They tried a little more television in the nude 
afterwards, but soon turned it off and enjoyed each 
other once again, this time in her vagina, and with 
one of the condoms on Bruce's cock, compliments of Mr. 
Chan and the grocery box.  Then it was lights out, and 
a much needed sleep, cuddled together, Janet's back 
against his chest, their favourite way to sleep 
together.


Mr. Chan took them to the school part way between 
their new home and the store, got them started, and 
left with a list of required books.  When they arrived 
at the store after school, they had all the text 
books, work books, and even a school bag to pack them 
into, waiting for each of them.  They still got some 
of the shelves restocked before it was time to close, 
and leave for home again.

By the next day, they started getting into a routine.  
Breakfast came after they got dressed, and then it was 
off to school.  Immediately after it was dismissed, it 
was to the store, and the necessary school homework 
completed in the back room at a small table that Mr. 
Chan had back there.  Whatever time was left was 
devoted to restocking shelves, or other duties that 
they found to be done around the store.

Saturday turned out to be the first full working day 
at the store, Janet on a second cash register to check 
out the customer's purchases, and collect for them.  
Bruce stocked shelves, cleaned displays, rebuilding 
one that needed it, and even helping customers that 
asked where to find this or that.  Both were glad when 
the store closed earlier that day, and they got a free 
ride home with Mr. Chan.

Sunday started differently, for the first thing they 
did, once they had finished having a pee, was they 
made love with each other.  Only then did they bother 
with breakfast, both remaining naked in the privacy of 
their home.  When it was finished, Bruce insisted on 
them getting dressed, for he wanted them to go out for 
a walk.  Janet, of course, was eager to cooperate.

"We've got something we need to talk about, Janet," he 
said when they were out of sight of the Chan house.

"You make it sound serious," she responded.  "What is 
it, Bruce?"

"Tell me how would you feel if we made love with each 
other while somebody else was watching."

"I could do that if you wanted me to," she replied.  
"You have somebody in mind that you want to watch us?"

"I was thinking of Mr. Chan, and just maybe Mrs. 
Chan," he said.

"It would be easier to do it in front of them than 
anybody else," she said.  "Do you think he wants to 
watch us?"

"I think he already has," replied Bruce.  "I've 
discovered two cameras in our place, and I think he 
probably watches us through those.  One is looking at 
the bathroom, and the other at the bed."

"You're kidding!" she exclaimed.  "That would mean 
he's seen us both naked already as well as when we do 
it."

"That's what I think," he said.  "It doesn't matter to 
me, but I sure don't like him watching you, unless you 
know he is, and agree to let him."

"He's been so good to us otherwise," stated Janet.

"I know, Janet, but if he is watching, are you willing 
to let him watch?"

"Yea, I think I am, Bruce," she replied.  "Just 
thinking about it has me turned on right now, so can 
it be all that bad?"

"Then, let's go home and put on a real show for him," 
suggested Bruce.

"Right now, knowing he's likely watching?" she asked.  
"That's kind of kinky, but it's kind of sexy too, 
Bruce.  Okay, I'm willing if you are."

"Hey, I'm more interested in the fun I'm going to have 
with you, Janet," he replied as they reversed 
directions.

"I love when you get horny and want me," she said 
beaming from ear to ear.

"You know it will be a day of some pretty intense sex, 
Janet," he warned.  The way she giggled and clung onto 
his arm said she liked the idea, and he certainly did 
even if somebody was watching.

After showing Janet the camera lenses peaking through 
small little holes at the join of the ceiling and 
walls, he confirmed her desire, undressed her, and 
then himself, and began having sex in every way they 
could think of, but without him coming any of the 
times.  Instead they would stop, rest, and then go 
back at it in a different way.

From Janet sucking his cock, to him licking her cunt, 
they did it in her butt, and front from different 
positions, sometimes him on the bottom while she did 
it to herself, sometimes with her on her belly, and 
later on her back, each way was indulged short of his 
climax.  Janet went through many, if not one almost 
continual climax while this was going on.  

Finally, with Janet on her knees, and him into her 
butt, he allowed himself to come up into her rectum, 
and finally satisfy his desires as well.  Both of them 
were tired when they finally rested on the bed in full 
view of the camera lens.

Rolling over to near his ear, she whispered, "That was 
fun, even if he was watching."

"We should invite him down and let him watch us live," 
he suggested in her ear.

"You think he'd want to touch and do it too?" she 
asked.

"I don't know, but his wife probably wouldn't let 
him," he suggested.

"Maybe she's watching too," she countered.

"I suppose," he agreed.  "Want to invite both of them 
down, since we've never met her yet?"

"After the way he's been good to us and helped, maybe 
it wouldn't be so bad if he watched us down here," he 
whispered.  "Get on your skirt and top, but no 
panties," he suggested.  "I'll get on my shorts and a 
shirt, but no briefs."

"At least if he's not interested, we will be able to 
get started real easy," she stated.


When Bruce knocked on the back door of Mr. Chan's 
home, he came to answer it very quickly, and looked 
rather sheepish when he did.  "I knew you were too 
smart for me to get away with it very long, but I hope 
you can forgive me," he said.

"You've been such a good friend to Janet and me, that 
if you want to watch us, we will do it with you there 
watching, Sir!" said Bruce.

"You'd do that for me?" he asked.

"The only thing is, you couldn't do anything to Janet, 
only to me," he conditioned the permission.

"Would you mind if I came with my wife, and while you 
did it with Janet, I'd do it with her?"

"Sure," he agreed.  "Would she mind?"

"No, she wouldn't mind," he stated.  Then, turning to 
call into the house he said something in Chinese, and 
a soft little voice answered, and scampered forward.  
She was only a young girl herself.

"She doesn't speak English, but will do as I ask," he 
said.  "Would you mind us coming down now, for I'd 
really like to watch you, if you can do it again after 
all you did before."

When they entered the lower apartment, the girl bowed, 
and when he spoke to her, took off her kimono, leaving 
her full naked.  Her breasts were small, but still 
bigger than Janet's and like Janet, she had no hair 
down below, although it looked like it was because she 
removed it by shaving or pulling out each hair.  
Regardless, her vulva was in clear view as she bowed 
to Bruce, and turned back to her man.

Janet's top came off in one swift move, and seemed to 
excite the woman.  When he stripped her skirt off, she 
was even more excited, and seemed to want to come over 
to her, but remained where she was.

Bruce undressing seemed to interest her, but still she 
kept watching Janet's body.  When Bruce was naked, he 
went over to her, and led her over to Janet.  "Let her 
touch you, Janet," he ordered.

Moments later, they were touching each other, and 
kissing ever few seconds, as they played with each 
other's naked body.  Janet liked when she knelt down 
and began to lick her vulva slot, and soon lay back on 
the bed for her to have better access.  She climaxed 
with the woman's tongue inside her vagina as her 
husband took off his clothes.

Janet was still being licked when Mr. Chan came up 
behind his wife and pressed his penis inside her.  She 
widened her feet to let him get in good, but continued 
inside Janet with her tongue.  As soon as Mr. Chan 
started to make noises of his coming, the woman left 
Janet, and turned around to start sucking her 
husband's cock while he climaxed in her mouth.  Bruce 
took the opportunity to get into Janet for he had to 
reclaim her for himself with a hard fucking.  They 
joined Mr. Chan and his wife in relaxation once they 
had shared a climax.

"My wife is young, and likes girls, just like I do," 
said Mr. Chan.  "I mostly like to watch, but she gets 
it when I'm anxious."

"How old is she?" asked Bruce.  "She seems young."

"She was ten when she first came here, and is now 
fourteen," he replied.  "I have lots of video files of 
her getting it from me, if you're interested, Bruce.  
There are others with two young girls that used to 
live here," he admitted.  "They never knew that I was 
filming them, and they would get pretty stimulated.  
Meelyn still misses them."

"What happened to them so they left?" asked Bruce.

"I found them a home where they would be properly 
cared for," he reported.  "I missed them too, until 
you and Janet came along.  What are you going to do 
now?"

"Keep doing what I've been doing," he responded.  "Get 
good marks at school, work at the store when I can, 
and have great meals and sex at home while you watch 
us, I guess."

"Then you won't be leaving?" he asked, sitting up.

"And leave the greatest break I've ever had?" 
responded Bruce.  "No, Sir, I'm not going to do that, 
and will do my best to please you including with Janet 
in bed."


The door between the upstairs and downstairs was 
unlocked that night, and Bruce was shown the computer, 
and the files not only with Meelyn and Mr. Chan, but 
with Nancy and Karen, the former occupants, plus Janet 
and himself having sex.  He was invited to see any of 
them, and curious enough to want to over the many 
months that followed.  Mr. Chan became Lee to them, 
and Meelyn made herself available to either Janet or 
himself when they felt like doing something different.

During the weeks that followed, Bruce and Janet 
learned about the conditions that had forced Mr. Chan 
to flee his homeland, and the good fortune of finding 
Meelyn during his exodus, and smuggling her along with 
him.  It was a lesson that made them begin to have 
even greater determination to make their lives 
successful.

After a considerable period of time, measured in 
weeks, the sex was allowed to expand to include Meelyn 
and Mr. Chan, eventually becoming open to sex with any 
one, or all of them participating.  More important, 
however, was the academic success that both Bruce and 
Janet earned through hard work, long study hours, and 
lots of encouragement.  When Meelyn started to listen 
in and watch them doing their work, she became their 
student, doing the work just as they did.  English was 
her greatest challenge, but she found the need to 
communicate with her sex partners all the impetus she 
needed to overcome the difficulties and learn to 
speak.

The business also grew and prospered.  With the 
shelves so well stocked, the products clean and neat, 
the customer loyalty grew as did the customer base.  
Word of mouth advertising can beat any other form 
available, and their little grocery store was the 
proof of that.  They were all feeling very optimistic 
about their future success.