Jerry sees Bria again a couple of days later

Late in the afternoon a couple of days later, Bria Jeurgen returned from a jog around the trailer park to find a shiny new SUV parked in front of the home she shared with her mother Tanya. The teen slowed her pace to a trot, wiped the sweat from her brow and straightened the minimal sports bra she was wearing as a top as she came around the passenger side of the vehicle. The driver's side door then opened, and paused to pull her long blonde hair from its ponytail, watching apprehensively for her guest to emerge from the dark interior of the vehicle.

"Hi Bria!" came a friendly greeting from Jerry Ross, the pageant judge. He saw her sigh noticeably with relief. "Were you expecting someone else?"

"Who knows?" she shrugged, moving around the front of the car, squinting in the sunshine and smiling up at him. "Sheriff's office with eviction papers... gangsters... **** dealers..."

"Are you in trouble?" Jerry asked, shocked. "Are you or Tanya on ****?"

"Oh, no, Jerry, no," Bria assured him, touching his arm. "They're all just different kinds of debt collectors. When my dad left town, he left alot of debts, and mom's been trying to get us out from under them... we're like a couple of months behind on the rent while mom tries to pay off the ones who get really ruthless if you let them..."

"I had no idea!" Jerry gasped, head filling with lurid fantasies of the beautiful blonde mother and daughter reduced to prostitution, or even white slavery!

"So what are you doing here?" she asked, trying to change the uncomfortable subject.

"I have a date with your mother..." Jerry explained. "But nobody's home. Now I hope she's okay!" Bria went over to the front door, bending over to retrieve the key from a nearby rock and giving Jerry a nice view of her ass clad in tight shorts in the process) and opening the front door. Jerry locked his car and made his way over to the door, peering inside after the teen beauty.

"She's not here," Bria confirmed. "You're welcome to come in and wait for her, if you want." Jerry nodded and stepped into the cramped unit, which was cluttered but clean and took a seat on the couch. "Make yourself at home. I have a date in like fifteen minutes, so I'll just shower and change," she explained, turning and pulling her top off up over her head, freeing her large creamy breasts from their confines. Jerry watched with his mouth agape as the now topless beauty sat down to carefully unfasten her running shoes, boobs hanging delightfully from her petite frame as she struggled with a particularly obstinate knot.

'This girl doesn't have any shame over her sexy body!' Jerry thought to himself, admiring some of the physical similarities between mother and daughter. "So, uh, going out with your boyfriend?" he asked, chuckling nervously as she finally vanquished the shoes and stood up to slide the shorts down her long legs. "The high school quarterback, no doubt?"

"Hardly, I think he's a pizza delivery man," Bria said, rolling her eyes as she walked within a couple of feet past him and to the shower stall, allowing him an eyeful of her carefully manicured tuft of blonde pubic hair. "He's in his thirties, maybe forties?"

"What? How did that happen?" Jerry sputtered, going to rise from the couch before noticing his own raging erection.

"I met him while I was out jogging," Bria explained as she stepped into the shower, continuing to speak over the sound of the water. "He stopped me to ask for directions, then told me that I had big titties for such a little girl, which is true. He said he liked big tits on young little white girls, and said he'd buy me dinner if I was eighteen, so I said I was."

Erection or no erection, Jerry was up off the couch and listening carefully to Bria's incredible tale. "You're going out with some old pervert because he promised you dinner?" he asked incredulously. "Was he black?"

"I think he was Muslim, maybe," Bria answered as she turned off the shower. "We don't have any food here, Jerry. Mom's going out with you, so I'm gonna need to find some dinner too."

"You should be dating boys from school; this guy is going to take advantage of you!" Jerry protested, launching into a diatribe about the selfishness and misogyny he attributed to Bria's prospective suitor. By now Bria had stepped out of the shower and began toweling her dripping body dry. As she did, she glanced down and spied Jerry's erection pressing against his trousers, raising her eyebrows and smirking. She wondered if it was just because she was naked, or if the prospect of her being molested by some horrible old weirdo added to his arousal.