The weeks leading up to Christmas were quiet. I did a little shopping, finding something for Mom and Dad with no problem, but I was having a hard time...finding something for Jamie. She had been a good friend, a strong ally and I wanted to get her something special.I was wandering through the mall, not without some trepidation since it was my first time back since the fight there, and inspiration struck. A little seasonal shop had a Kachina doll set, those Russian nesting dolls where one fit. Vicky smiled. Nice to meet you"Tina giggled like a stream behind the protective shield of her Mother."No you don't." cried Carol. "Out you come from there. Come on!" Strong hands reached down and pulled her away from cover and out into view of the older woman. An involuntary gasp escaped Vicky's lips as she looked down at the shiny eyes, which all of a sudden were searching hers. She was small for her age but lovely and slim. Vicky thought she had the prettiest face she had ever seen. Her gaze. What happened to make the United States fall from the exalted position of being the most powerful nation on the planet to the abyss of revolution in just over fifty years?Actually, the seeds of that decline had been planted long before World War II. In 1915, five per cent of the population controlled sixty per cent of the wealth while sixty five per cent of the population owned only five per cent of the wealth. Between half and two thirds of U.S. families were living below the subsistence. She recalled that she actually kissed him, grown-up style, even if it was for only a few seconds. She would think of his eyes, looking so desperate at her chest, her butt and her crotch ... especially her crotch, she thought.During these nights, her little hands would move to her sensitive pussy and work some kind of magic feelings into her body, while she fantasized that it was her daddy who was touching her ... and more.During the days at home and at school, the girl's mind continuously.