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My daughters, Sarah and Dawn were playing out in the street, they came running in and said that their friends were all going over to the playground and asked if they could go over as well. There was no danger from crossing roads, we lived on the Thorplands Estate in Northampton on a quiet cul-de-sac called Midfield Court, the kids could get from outside our house to the Intelligent Playground without even crossing a minor road, never mind a major one, just a little wriggle around the streets.


I told them that it was okay for them to go and play but to keep off the roads on the way, "Just stick to the pavements all the way."


I took the opportunity to do a little cleaning while the kids weren't running in and out all the time. After I'd finished cleaning I realised that the kids still weren't back and as there wasn't really much to do at the playground when the organisers weren't there to arrange things, the kids didn't usually stay there very long. I put my coat on and locked the house...you wouldn't dare leave a door unlocked on my estate if you weren't looking directly at it all the time.


I walked to the playground and saw Dawn playing with four other girls from our street but Sarah wasn't anywhere in sight. I called Dawn over to me and asked her where her elder sister was.


Before Dawn could reply Sarah came from inside a wall of bushes pulling her knickers up. "What were you doing in that bush young lady?"


Sarah blushed and she was obviously struggling to come up with an excuse before blurting out..."I needed a pee desperately and didn't have time to get home so I went in that bush."


I looked toward the bush and thought I saw movement from the area that my daughter had emerged from. "Come on you two, time you were at home!"


Instead of going straight home I dragged my daughters towards the junction between Billing Brook Road and Crestwood Road. I could see the other side of the row of bushes to the side that the girls had been playing and I saw one of our distant neighbours slinking out of the back of the row of bushes, he looked like he was about to walk towards us but then did a one hundred and eighty degree turn and walked towards Greenfields Close instead.


I didn't actually know his name or where on the estate he lived but I'd seen him around a million times, often waiting outside the school gates to collect a child...although...now I come to think of it, I'd never actually seen him collecting a child from the school, just hanging around outside.


I walked down Crestwood Road and turned right into our street. I made Sarah and Dawn sit at the kitchen table while I thought through what I was going to say to Sarah about lurking in the bushes and leaving her sister out on the field playing with her friends.


Dawn asked for a drink of water, I was about to get it for her when Sarah jumped up to help her sister and try to ingratiate herself in my eyes a little. I looked at the vinyl cover on the seat padding that Sarah had just been sitting on, it was obviously wet. Sarah gave her sister the glass of water and went to sit back down but I stopped her, "Sarah, did you wet your knickers earlier?"


Sarah looked confused, she just stood there without answering me, "Earlier...when you were so desperate to use the toilet that you couldn't get home to use the toilet!"


A light turned on in her face and she nodded her head. "Okay, knickers off darling, you can't sit around in wet knickers."


I pulled a clean, dry pair of knickers from the laundry room and handed them to her while I took her wet knickers from her hand even though she really wanted to take them to the laundry basket herself.


I took Sarah's wet knickers into the laundry room, her gusset was soaking wet. I sniffed at them, a powerful musky smell came through, not a urine type of smell at all. I felt inside the gusset and found a thickness to the wet, a thickness that strung out between my thumb and index finger. 'Not pee...' ran into my head, '...more like semen!'


I made Sarah sit on a different chair so I could wipe the wet seat down with disinfectant. I took the cloth to the sink so I was behind Sarah, I looked at my two daughters, they were steadfastly avoiding looking in my direction. I thought that if I started accusing Sarah about something, she would just clam up and not say another word. I washed the cloth out and decided to leave the questioning until later.


"You can go and watch TV if you like."


Sarah didn't look around when she said, "We'd rather play out again."


"Our friends are still over on the playground, we'd like to go back there."


I pondered things for a while, well, I'd frightened the man off, I'd seen him walking well away from the playground so my daughters should be safe.


"Okay then but keep out of the bushes and if you need a pee, come home, don't pee in the bushes."


Sarah and Dawn ran out of the back door, they were gone before I looked at the seat Sarah was sitting on and again, the seat was wet, even through clean and dry knickers. I went through to the living room and looked out of the window, Sarah and Dawn were holding hands as they skipped down the front path, they turned right and followed the pavement towards the playground. I broke into a run, I didn't bother with a jacket but I did lock the back door. I ran down the back garden path and out of the back gate, I turned left and ran at full speed along Crestwood Road. I'd cleared the main playground area and was screened by the bushes that Sarah had been in when I got there last time before the girls came skipping out of our road. I watched as Sarah and Dawn totally ignored the other girls as they walked directly to the bush that Sarah had been in earlier. Sarah was looking all around; it was almost as if she was looking to see if I was following them along the same route that they had chosen to the playground. Sarah seemed to be talking to Dawn but Dawn didn't seem to be part of Sarah's conversation, I couldn't see what was going on well enough from my oblique angle so I decided to reposition myself.


I ran down the back edge of the row of bushes to roughly opposite where Sarah and Dawn were standing and then I started to try and see through the bushes. "What did your mother say about you being in the bushes when she came to look for you?"


"Nothing, I thought that she was really mad at me but she just made me change my wet knickers and then she let us come out again."


So Sarah was talking to someone who was hiding inside the large bush. I started lifting branches to try and see into the bush. But it looked impenetrable to me. "Tom...Tom...are you still there?"


A branch lifted like a door and I looked in. The bush had been hollowed out inside, there were sheets of cardboard on the ground and a strip of carpet on top of them and in the trees above, someone had formed a tent of thick plastic sheeting to form a bit of a roof to try to keep the rain off of the carpet a little. There was no one in the 'Den' but there were passageways through the bushes to the left and right so the man that Sarah was talking to could have gone in either direction.


I backed out of the bush and walked back around the line of bushes toward Crestwood Road but as I turned the corner at the end of the line of bushes I saw the man from earlier pop out at the other end of the line and he walked away from me quickly.


I was torn, should I drag the girls home again or let them play with their friends, even if the man might return. I looked at the group of girls playing together but then spotted Dawn and Sarah crossing the playground towards home.


I ran along Crestwood Road again, ran down the back garden path and had just let myself in the kitchen when Dawn and Sarah walked up the side of the house from the front.


"There was no one to play with so it was boring!"


I left Sarah and Dawn reading, Dawn was reading a set book from school, Sarah was reading a romance novel. The girls looked like twins sitting there reading, they could almost be twins, I had Sarah, born out of wedlock as they say, my boyfriend was planning our wedding but Sarah came along too soon. I'd been warned not to have sex for three months at least after having Sarah but my boyfriend couldn't wait that long and he fucked me just two weeks after I'd given birth. Dawn was born just three hundred and fifty days after Sarah. When we found out that I was pregnant again, my boyfriend had one last fuck and then disappeared out of my life forever. Almost ten years of being just me and the kids and no sex...well, it seemed no sex for me but Sarah might be having it. I popped to my next door neighbour, asked her if she could have the girls for an hour or so, I told her that I didn't want the girls to go out.


I put Sarah's dirty knickers in a clean carrier bag and dragged the girls around to the next door neighbour. After dumping the girls on my neighbour I went to the hub, a shop had been built in the middle of the estate that the council hoped to rent out to a businessman to open a local store for the people living on the estate, a shop with a generous car park outside. Well, the shop never did happen, the shop building was broken into six times after being built and before any business could even move in so no one would risk it. To save face, the council opened an office in the building to handle estate matters like repairs, pot holes in the roads, broken streetlights and to pay the rent, the car park at the hub provided a convenient location for the local bobby to wait for a call and an ambulance to sit and wait for an emergency in our part of town.


I spotted PC Gamble in the council office and gave him a brief outline of what my problem was as I saw it. PC Gamble was hardly out of school, definitely not long out of police training college. I was bundled into the 'Panda car' and driven to police headquarters. I ended up in an interview room for fifteen minutes while they found a child protection officer, a specialist in crimes against children.


When he finally came into the interview room he had two thick photograph albums under his arm, he sat opposite me and placed the albums on the table, the top album said 'Thorplands Estate Teens', I read that before he covered the album under a file folder. "Right Mrs Appleton, sorry to have kept you waiting but another interview is taking place in another interview room and they were using all the stuff...well now, what can I help you with?"


"Miss Appleton, I think there could be a sex offender on the Thorplands Estate and I think he's interfering with my daughter."


I saw the detective stifle a smile at my assertion that Thorplands Estate might have a pervert that liked children lived there.


"What makes you think that Mrs Appleton?"


"Miss Appleton! My daughters were playing out on the playground and I went to fetch them, one of my daughters was there but I couldn't see the other, when I called her, she came out of the bushes pulling her knickers up, she said that she'd been taken short and needed a pee but a few minutes later I saw a man leaving the back of the same bush."


"It could have been a coincidence; your daughter may have been telling you the truth and had just popped into the bush for privacy to pee."


When we got home my daughter sat in a kitchen chair and when she stood up she'd left a wet patch on the chair so I made her change her knickers."


I lifted the bag, "I've brought the knickers with me, it didn't look like pee, it was thick and sticky, just like semen."


"How old is your daughter Mrs Appleton?"


"Miss Appleton! She's ten years old."


He lifted the top photo album and I saw the label on the bottom photo album, 'Thorplands Estate Pre-Teen'.


"I want you to look through these photographs, see if you can recognise the man you think might be acting inappropriately towards your daughter."


"You mean the man who had sex with her?"


"We tend to see much more inappropriate behaviour than actual penetrative sex with such young girls. If he stumbled on your daughter peeing in the bushes he might have masturbated himself and left his semen on the crotch of her knickers, that happens a lot."


I opened the book and looked at the first double page, four men, full face, left profile, right profile and a little snippet of information, I flicked the page, another four men, still not 'Mr Right', "After she changed her knickers, semen was still leaking out of her body, she left another wet patch five minutes later."


I flicked through another ten pages, I'd seen forty men so far in the book, most of them I'd seen around the estate, a few I'd spoken to recently. I counted the remaining pages, there were fifteen pages left, "Are there four men on every page in this album?"


"Yes, well, only three on the last page."


"That's almost two hundred men...are they all from Northamptonshire?"


"Yes, almost two hundred and they all live on your estate."


"Do the council dump all the sex offenders on my estate?"


"No, every estate in the country will have a similar proportion of sex offenders to general population living on them."


I reached the end of the album but the man I'd seen running from the playground didn't reveal himself to me.


"Well, I guess you could have missed him, you did go through the pictures quite quickly, we'll check the other album, just to be on the safe side...I just hope we don't have to go through the photographs from other areas of Northampton."


The man that Sarah called Tom jumped out at me on page ten. I tapped the photograph, "This is the man, I saw him twice, it was at a distance but this is definitely him."


"That's Tim Freer..." the detective flicked back two pages, "...did you see this man anywhere close?"


I shook my head, "Unusual, whenever Tim has been caught in the past, Mark Smith here, has been his lookout man...and vice-versa."


"Well, I didn't see the other man anywhere."


"Can I see what's in the bag please?"


I opened my carrier bag and he peered inside, "No sign of blood!"


I looked in the bag, I hadn't even thought about that, no sign of blood.


"Well, there are other ways a girl can lose her hymen, either that, or today wasn't her first time!"


That thought worried me a little more than I already was.


"Can you keep a hold on them until I can find an evidence bag?"


He left me alone in the interview room for ten minutes and returned with a clear bag with Evidence printed on the side.


"Would you like a tea or a coffee, one of my colleagues will run you home so she can have a chat with your daughter, we film the interview in your home in the hope that your daughter will be more at ease in familiar surroundings."


I waited in reception with a cup of tea warming my hands, a rather 'Manish' woman came out of a back room pulling a suitcase on wheels behind her, she had masculine shoes with a high polish on them, she wore tailored trousers with a turn-up on the legs, a tight fitting white T-shirt and very short cropped hair. Apart from her breasts, she would easily be taken for a man.


Her hand extended towards me, "Hi, I'm DI Josephine Portman, please call me Jo...I'm going to take you home and interview Sarah."


She drove me home in silence, she set up the camera and microphone while I collected my daughters, I bundled Dawn up to her bedroom with her book. Jo had emptied the rest of the suitcase, there were dolls, men, women, girls and boys. There was a collapsible cardboard house, trees and various other items to make up a diorama, including a car and a van.


Jo looked more like she was just playing with Sarah and the toys than conducting a serious interview. The play lasted for thirty minutes before Jo got around to saying, "Your mother thinks that you were playing with Tom earlier today down at the playground. Can you show me what happened using the toys please?"


Sarah pushed the model of a house out of the way, the model had different wall surfaces on each of the four surfaces, so it could look like a brick wall, a stone wall, a rendered wall and a wooden shed wall. Sarah pulled the tree over, then she took the young girl doll, she lifted the dolls skirt and pulled it's knickers down, pulling one leg out totally, leaving the knickers around one ankle. She took the man doll, pulled it's trousers down and then its underpants.


Sarah looked up at Jo, "It won't work like this, he's taller than me."


"Well, isn't he taller than you in real life too?"


There was a long and detailed discussion and eventually the doll representing Tom was held by Jo while Sarah wrapped the doll representing her around Tom's waist and as the dolls were anatomically correct, the Tom doll's cock was put in the Sarah doll's cunt.


"Like this, we were like this against the tree!"


"Are you sure that this is where Tom's penis went in you?"


Sarah nodded her head and said "Yes. I'm sure."


"Tom didn't make you bleed though, was today the first time you did this?"


"So, did Tom make you bleed the first time?"


"When he made you bleed, was the scene the same as this?"


"Would you set the scene for me please Sarah, how things looked that first time if you can remember."


Sarah pushed everything from the previous scene out of the way, she pulled a bed into the middle of the table, then she put the Sarah doll face down on the bed, well, half on the bed at any rate, the doll's hips were on the edge of the bed and its legs dangling down. Sarah pulled the cardboard house over, she located the tabs that held two of the sides together and pulled them apart, she opened the house out and then pulled it around the bed.


Sarah picked out a boy doll and she stood it so that it was between the bed and the wall of the now exploded house, the doll was looking out of a window. She altered the position of the Tom doll, this time the Tom doll was stripped totally naked and Sarah posed it on its knees behind her doll. This time the Tom doll's penis was in the girl doll's bottom, not its vagina.


"Did Tom do it in your bottom that first time Sarah?"


Sarah nodded her head, "He tried the front hole first but I told him it hurt too much so he did it the other way."


"That must have hurt Sarah, did you cry?"


Sarah nodded her head, "The next time he wanted to do my front hole I didn't stop him, it still hurt a lot but not so much as up the bottom."


Sarah rattled off an address, "Well, that's the address we have for him as well Sarah but I don't think he lives there anymore. So, how often did you go to Tom's house Sarah?"


"Only went there three times and after that we had to use the den on the playground."


As Sarah said that she turned the boy doll and pulled its trousers and underpants down, she placed the boy doll on the bed on its knees and moved it up in front of the Sarah doll's face. She tilted the Sarah doll's head back, put Tom's hands on Sarah's head and then she carefully put the boy doll's penis in Sarah d
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