young girl, her snug sweater pushed up under her armpits so that her firm high breasts thrust oat pink-tipped in all their glory. Her short flaring skirt was shoved up around her waist so that her whole pelvis was nude and exposed.

Vicki, elad only in bra and snug panties, was lying prone on the bed, her head buried hungrily between Wendy's raised and spread thighs, while Vivki's hands reached up to lovingly cup the younger girl's breasts, her fingers tweaking the hardened nipples. Wendy was writhing luxuriously under this carnal stimulation, her eyes nearly closed and a smile of sensual pleasure on her lips.

Vicki

Even as the two men stared in anger and horror at this bizarre scene swung her body around so she was crouch above the recumbent girl, her hips above Wendy's upturned face. Raising her mouth briefly from the child's erotch, Vicki murmured hoarsely, "Now you know how good being kissed there feels, darling. So take off my panties and kiss me the way I've been kissing you. You'11 like kissing me as much as I like kissing you."

Instantly Trask Potter strode to the bed and grabbed Vicki. by the shoulders, dragging her off her young Lesbian partner. Vieki screamed in terror at being discovered and began to struggle, but Walter Jansen held her arms up between her shoulder blades while Trask bent over the girl on the bed tenderly.

"Everything's going to be all right, Wendy," the father told the girl, pulling down her skirt and sweater to cover her nakedness. "I'll take care of you and protect you, fear."

Wendy was smiling dazedly up at

her father, seemingly not at all disturbed at being discovered in this startling situation.

She sprawled loosely on the bed and giggled up at her father, "Everything's all right, Daddy. Everything's wonderful. Vicki's been showing me the most wunnerful games to play. And the pills she gave me make everything seem so relaxed and sort of sleepy. And the things she's been doing to me feel so super good. Don't make her stop now, Daddy. I want her to keep on making me feel wunnerful that way."

"Everything's going to be all right," Trask assured his daughter. "You just rest and relax a take a little nap. I'll take care fo everything, Wendy."

The girl's eyes closed and she was smiling sensually to herself as she turned on her side and drifted off into her drugged sleep. The two men dragged the struggling, protesting Vicki into the living-room. Trask slapped her face hard and said harshly, "Shut up and hold still, Vicki. I'm so mad I may kill you right now with my bare hands, for what you've been doing to my daughter."

"You men are all alike," screamed Vicki, struggling in Walter's grasp. "You're all bastards, only interested in using women to get your ashes hauled. And you get all moral and righteous when two girls want to have some sexy fun together. Leave me alone.'

"I don't care what YOU do," Walter told her bluntly. "But when you trick naive and inexperienced girls into taking drugs, and then try your Lesbian games on them when they're so goofed-off they don't know what they're doing, then I can get awful mad about it."

"You're just as bad as any man," Trask told her. "You don't care anything about love. You pick on any attractive young woman so you can use her for your perverted thrills."