It was bewildering. Things had happened so fast that she wasn't sure what was happening! Betsy sat very still in the large chair in Juvenile Court. Looking up, the little girl saw that the judge was looking at her. The old man's eyes flashed behind his rimless glasses and, before they dropped away from her face and slowly traveled down her slender body, he smiled at her.
"The uhhhh, situation at the theater is now under control?"
The judge's question sparked memories in Betsy's mind. The slim twelve-year-old fidgeted in her chair and was forced to put her hand up in front of her face when she remembered the look of shock and surprise on Mr. Simpson's face when she opened the side door and let the police into the Majestic!
"Yes, your honor," Jim Richards said with a smile. "All of the suspects were taken in and several of the patrons were arrested for lewd behavior." A tiny giggle tried to slip out of her mouth and Betsy had to nip hard at her knuckle to keep from laughing. They were all taken in all right! She remembered that one fat man, the one who'd been behind the screen with poor Kathy. He'd tried to run with his pants down at his ankles and had tripped, falling right through the screen! I told them, Betsy told herself happily. I knew that I'd get them, all of them!!
"Then all that remains is the matter of what to do with this young lady." The judge smiled at her again and Betsy returned the smile. She could see that special look in his eyes and thought she knew what his solution would be if he had his way!
"Yes sir, I have the papers here. They have all been signed and witnessed." Jim paused and looked at Betsy.
The look that passed between them made the little girl shiver with pleasure. Betsy's tight love sheath twisted and she could feel a fresh dew of moisture seep out of her and wet the dainty crotch piece of her new panties.
"… and that being the case it is our suggestion that the petition to make Betsy Morrison a ward of Sergeant and Mrs. Richards be granted," the judge read. The old man paused for a moment then nodded his head. "Petition granted."
The judge turned his attention to Betsy. The look in his eyes made her even wetter.
"Young lady, you are now the ward of the Richards' family. Do you understand that?"
"Yes sir," Betsy said, nodding. But the little girl was smiling. He's looking up my skirt… I wonder if he can see enough to get him hard?
"Good, you're under their care and supervision. Listen to them and be a good little girl," the man said. Betsy nodded again and then smiled as she parted her thighs slightly, giving him a clear view of her plump little love mound.
Jim was nervous. He had avoided looking at her as he drove. When they turned down the street to his house he shook his head and muttered to himself. "I am crazy, this is going to be a wild thing! Do you know what could happen if anyone finds out about us? What do you think will happen if Molly finds out?"
Betsy thought about her new "mother". Molly Richards was a pretty, dark haired little woman with a large, friendly smile. She didn't want to hurt her.
"I… I don't know what would happen," Betsy murmured.
Jim snorted and pulled the car into the garage. Before Betsy could say anything else he got out and shut the garage door, leaving the little girl sitting.
"Molly is downtown, shopping," the handsome, graying man said as he got back in the car. "I know it's crazy but… I want you, right here and now!"
A warm flow of happiness filled Betsy. She understood him now. As long as he wanted her she was sure that she was safe.
The slender little girl edged closer to the man and whispered. "I'll get my new dress all wrinkled."
Jim shook his head impatiently and pulled her up on his lap.
"I don't care. I bought the dress and I can buy more of them," he growled as he hauled the dress up and began to slip Betsy's panties down over her knees.
The lovely twelve-year-old sighed. She sat facing away from him enjoying the feel of his warm hands on her naked buttocks. Then Betsy heard the whisper of a zipper and moaned with anticipation when she felt the steel of her new father's big cock press in between her cheeks and find the slick mouth of her cunt.
"Ooooooo, Daddy," Betsy groaned as she was entered from the rear. "Ohhhhh, I love it when you fuck me, I love it!!"
Jim groaned and trembled, his hips began to lift and surge. His swollen cock made wet sticky sounds in the delicious flow of the little girl's love juice.
They were so engrossed with their lovemaking that neither of them saw the connecting door to the house open and a small brunette step into the darkened garage.
"Oh good Christ! Jim!!" They both froze in mid-stroke. Betsy's eyes bulged out of her head when she found herself face to face with Molly! The lovely little girl felt so foolish, so nasty sitting there staring at the shocked housewife while she was perched on the woman's husband's throbbing cock!
"Ohhhhh, noooo," Jim groaned. The graying policeman was so shocked that he made no move to lift Betsy off his prick. "Molly, I… I don't know what to say!!"
Each passing second seemed like a year and Betsy felt panic building up in her as she stared at Molly Richards.
"Well, you might at least invite me to join you," the pretty housewife purred as she slipped into the car beside them. Betsy gasped as she saw the small brunette's hand slip between her splayed thighs and felt practiced fingers lightly pinch at her still rigid clit!!
"I think this is a pretty cramped place to do it, but I suppose we can manage," Molly whispered as she slipped her finger into Betsy's cunt, letting it lay along side her husband's hard cock. "At least we can manage it this time, but after this we fuck in the bed!!"