Poor baby

She sat there on his lap. Her a small child him as big as an ox.
He ran his hand up her thigh. She couldn't know why.
He leaned in to kiss her upon her tiny lips. What was he doing she was only six!
He pulled up her dress. Still the girl made no sound.
Why would she. She didn't know what was going on.
He pushed her panties to the side. Nothing not even a chde.
She was frozen with fear. Poor girl couldn't muster a tear.
All alone in the house with man. Not even trying to. Not sure if she can.
Poor baby. Her senses died all at once as the man rubbed her. What a dunce
Poor baby, she was ruined by him. Him and his tickling, rubbing, probing her skin
Poor baby, she will never be the same.