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C’mere.” Those two little words were exerting a powerful effect on Kerry, and she was readier than anything to heed the call.
    Sally cradled Kerry in her arms, hugging her small, slim body tight. Kerry was about to smother in her breasts, but she thought, This is a fine way to go . Sally started stroking her all over on her breasts and back and backside, squeezing her now and then. She whispered into Kerry’s ear, “I reckon I get to show you what for now. I’ll treat you reallll nice. ’Cause that’s how you treated me. I don’t forget that.”
    Kerry jumped a foot, though, when Sally pinched her nipples a little too hard.
    “Oh, sorry, sweetie. I didn’t know you were like glass. I’ll be nicer. In fact, I’ll be so nice you’ll think you died and gone to heaven.” Sally’s hands were everywhere, and everywhere her hands went, her lips followed. Kerry squirmed, half from discomfort and half from arousal. She didn’t know exactly what she wanted, but she knew she needed it. Now. The sensations of Sally’s hands and tongue on her heated skin were driving her crazy.
    “Do you touch yourself?” Sally asked suddenly.
    Kerry nodded. Her ability to speak had somehow fled. Sally was looking at her closely and insinuating her fingers in those places where no one but Kerry herself had been. Her fingers were clever and insistent, and Kerry had to shut her eyes. She couldn’t stand the feeling but she also couldn’t stand the thought of it stopping. She was concentrating hard and she was shocked when the fingers stopped. Before she could fully absorb that, she felt her legs pushed apart and the brush of hair on her thigh, and then a warm, wet mouth covered her most private, most sensitive place. She gasped and started to shove Sally away.
    Sally raised her head. “Shhhhh!” she ordered, and went back to her task, wrapping her arms firmly around Kerry’s thighs.
    When it was over, Sally propped herself up on her elbow and gently tweaked Kerry’s nipple. “Now you know what else to do. How about you show me what you learned.”
     
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    Kerry came looking for Sally a few weeks later to say hello and steal a kiss or two before Sally went down to the saloon for the night. She found Sally in her room with little Minny sitting at the mirror. Sally was painting her face.
    Kerry stopped short in the doorway. “What are you doing?”
    “Time she went to work,” Sally said shortly, not looking at Kerry. Kerry had always treated Sally’s daughter like a little sister and protected her, and the thought of her starting in as a whore enraged her.
    “She’s too young. She ain’t ready yet.”
    “She’s not and you ain’t got nothing to say about it no how. Not all’s as lucky as you to be a crimper with Jack.”
    “Sally, you can’t do this yet.”
    “You can just shut up ’cause you ain’t her mother. I am, and I’ll take care of her.”
    Kerry usually went up to bed early if she wasn’t working with Jack, but she stayed in the Grey Dog that night. She couldn’t believe Sally was going to do what she said, but sure enough she had Minny next to her, looking ridiculous in face paint like she was twenty and not thirteen.
    They went upstairs with a man and Kerry followed. When she burst into the room, she saw Minny laying on the bed, Sally sitting there smoking a cigarette as calm as could be, and the man just unbuttoning his pants. Kerry flew at him and threw herself on him, pummeling him with her fists. It was like hitting a brick wall. He roared and threw her to the side. Sally grabbed her by the shirt, and as she heaved her out the door, Kerry heard Minny scream.
    She stayed away from Sally for a few days because she was so mad, but Sally came into her room early one evening to talk. She was ready to go to work, but she sat down on the bed and spoke to Kerry quietly. “Kerry honey. I know you’re mad at me but there ain’t no other way. Minny’s got to earn her keep and there ain’t but one way