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Subject: {ASSM} Sara (F/f, no sex, implicit prost., teasing)
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Date: Wed, 17 Oct 2007 15:10:01 -0400
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Sara (F/f, no sex, implicit prost., teasing)
   
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  Hilary T.

       
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This story is just fiction. Any of the characters are real or
facts are about something is really happened (also if I suspect
many of the girls who started this started in this way or for the
same reason).

English isn't my mother language so I hope you will forgive me
about grammars and word's errors.


Viktoria, as some Sunday afternoons from last 2 months was
secretly following her 12 yo pubescent daughter Cristina while
she was busy with her friends, shopping around. She is enough
smart, bold and self sure for go around alone but sometimes
Viktoria mother's instinct take advantage and she can't help
herself about survey her.

Oh yes, Viktoria thought by herself,  she surely could be a good
candidate for her kind of work, nice body, smart face and brain
but unfortunately, for her own fault, she gave her all she wanted
and this made of her a selfish girl with all money she wanted and
surely not available for "work" for obtain other money and
advantages.

Recovering from the thoughts, she noticed , for 2nd time in 1
month, a small girl following the group too. From the face she
believed she was in same school of Cristina. You know, from the
work she does she  has to be able to recognize a face already
seen also if in a casual episode. Wherever, who ever the girl
should be,  every time the group  was entering in a shop, after
some minute, the girl face was glued on the windows of the shop,
peeking at them and ready to run and steal when they were coming
out. Was funny.. Why a girl of their own age should peek at them?
Well, she thoughts herself smiling, it make her enough curious
and she promised to herself about ask some information about that
girl to her daughter, obviously without revealing the little spy
story's secret .

Next Wednesday evening, while both were at dinner, Cristina's dad
 never been present except the 5 minutes which helped Viktoria's
womb to receive his sperm, she casually ask to her daughter,
giving her a description of the small girl she saw, who she
should be. The reply was a mixed of selfish and disgusting, which
surprises and  made Viktoria shamed of herself about the way she
educated her own daughter. Oh, she knew how at school competition
among girls could be harsh, but reject a girl just cause she
never dress skirts, except long one, and cause she hasn't enough
money for have her own cellular phone or not make her able to go
to shopping in town, she thought,was very discriminating and
cruel. It finally made her sure her daughter was not a good
candidate. She just hope Cristina should be able, in the future,
to sustain herself.

However girl's name was Sara and she lived in the same suburb of
them in care service's houses, paying a low fee. Her mom, single
mom like herself, was doing her best for give her daughter a
decent life, instruction and good values but, evidently, not
enough for compete in girl's school environment. 

As usual, her instinct gave her a good advice noticing Sara: she
was petite, big green eyes, long waved brownish hair, no much
hips or boobs yet and, most important, naive and, obviously with
a good advice for push her in that work making her see just the
good things of that, hungry of money.

2 Sundays after, Sunday before Viktoria was extremely busy for
satisfy the pervert needs of a very wealthy business man, was
secretly following her daughter's group of giggling girls around
for shops in downtown when she noticed again Sara as usual glued
on a lingerie's shops windows. She waited the girls hiding
herself while the group was coming out the shop and she
approached at the girl.

Sara didn't notice her, busy to check where the group was
heading, until the woman was almost in front of her. She gasped,
frightened, watching the well dressed woman, in her first thirty
staring at her with a smile.

"Hello.. I noticed you are peeking at that group.. I am one of
the girl's mom, Cristina.,..mmh you are one of her school
friends.. Sara..is it??"

The girl was totally terrified. That woman was overwhelming her
in all her tall.. the only thing she was able to do was to nod
affirmatively.

"So?? Why you peek at them secretly and don't go with them? " ask
Viktoria perfectly knowing the reason of that.

The the Sara's best reply was a softly greet to that madame and a
staring at her feet thinking how explain it at Cristina the next
day. That woman surely will report it to her daughter and all of
them will laugh a lot at her.

"Listen Sara, I don't know what the problem is but, if you want,
you can talk to me or at least with your mom. Do you want a seat
with me for a coke and explain to me?? I can see you are
uncomfortable and it's breaking my hart..

"Oh no Ma'am.. sorry I have to go. I'll miss the bus" was saying
Sara trying to find some reason for escape from that situation.

Viktoria can't help herself from giggling, perfectly
understanding the lie over that then, facing sadly: "Oh ok.. I am
here alone and I was hoping you could entertain me a little. You
know what?? here it is.. 20 euros  for your time and another 20
for a taxi cab if you will miss the bus or if you don't want I
lift you. Is it ok??"

Sara's eyes were big as sauces. 40 euros just for stay and talk
with her. Her mom never gave her so much money at same time. Why
that woman  would pay her for her company?? Anybody, except her
mom, ever been interested in her. So she decided to follow that
woman. There was nothing wrong, just seated on a table  with all
people around.. nothing to be scared, she thought.  Then she
nodded again affirmatively and followed her, not before the woman
put the 2 bills in her cleavage giggling and make Sara blushing a
lot.

After 5 minutes, they were seated at an outdoor table of one of
the most expensive and exclusive caf of the town. 
Sara keep silent until that moment not knowing exactly what to
say. She was just able to watch around noticing how people was
well dressed, waitresses always polite wearing a perfect bikini
and heels while clients were shared between tables  and the pool.
She felt suddenly out of place there with her jeans a simply t
shirt.

Veronika put her purse on the table, crossed her shapely legs
revealing alot of her upper knee, gave a sign to one of the
waitresses and, waiting put her hand on the Sara's hand smiling.


Promptly a girl in bikini arrived and after greeting the by name,
asked politely how she was able to help them. Viktoria ask for 
an  iced coffee and, when the girl referred to Sara for the
order, Viktoria noticed the girl's shyness, grip her hand and
said to the waitress that she was with her and she was able to
help her with a coke.

The order was accomplished promptly and, when the girl left,
Sara, hear the surname from the waitress, ask in a breath if she
really was Cristina's mom. 

"Sure my dear. Do you know my girl?' Are you one of her
friends??

"Yes Ma'am " Sara said blushing " We are in same classroom but,
well, I can't say  we are really friends."

Always keeping her hand on girl's and smiling " You can call my
Viktoria or Mrs Viktoria if it make feel much comfortable but it
make me feel so old.. do you think i am old Sara??"
Oh no sorry Ma'am..ehm sorry Viktoria, you are not old.. I didn't
mind that" it's the promptly reply of the girl who was crimson
and very close to a panic crisis.

"U shh dear..nothing wrong.. you are just well educated and you
know how act with adults..your mom should be proud of you.
Sometimes I would Cristina could be in the same way " Breathing
loudly and passing her crossing her fingers with girls fingers
for more complicity " Sometimes she's so a brat. So you said you
are just in the same classroom.. Why aren't you two friends? You
seems so smart, so polite and genuine. Cristina should like
you."

Sara was thinking at the best way for explain reasons she isn't
in the group of Cristina's friendships when Viktoria continued.

"You seems worried for something.. why don't you call your mom
with your cell phone?? Maybe you want have some word with her if
it's personal"

Sara wasn't able to say something.. how explain her mom can't
afford a cell phone expense nor give her enough money for go
shopping and, if so, not for buy some clothes for enhance her
figure and let her accepted by other girl?

"oh my ..I am sorry.. I mean " acting like an actress " I didn't
realized maybe you haven't a cell.  Wants mine?" Pulling out from
the purse the newest and most expensive cell and giving to her:

The poor girl didn't know what to do. Her mom knew perfectly what
was the problem. Was 't necessary to talk to her and let her know
she was following a group of girl who where buying lingerie or
other sort of clothes she doesn't approve.

Sara nodded negatively and decided to tell openly to the woman
what problem was..she seemed so friendly. Totally opposite than
her daughter.

"No thank you ...Viktoria.. mom.. well she isn't able to help me.
Actually she can't buy me a cell phone or nice clothes..and also
she doesn't approve some kind of them so she would never allow me
to dress them. " The girl spit it out all in a breath and then
becomes silent..trying to not cry.

"Oh..poor baby, well i bet your mom try to her best but you
know..sometimes we can't buy whatever we want.. the only thing i
don't understand it's why she doesn't allow u to dress some kind
of clothes. Surely you don't want go out nude..is it??" Giggling
and trying to keep her morale up.

Sara smiled timidly " No..she says a girl of my age shouldn't
wear mini skirt or other sex clothes and surely not boots or heel
like a whore.. sorry for the bad word:

"Oh I understand. Surely your mom is worried about your safety.
You know how people judge very fast. But .. do you know what a
whore is?? Well it's a girl like you. She take money from other
people for give them company. Now..do you think you are doing
something very bad  entertaining me?? " Viktoria paused a
little..letting her words absorbed and waiting for her reaction.

Sara didn't know what to think.  Her mom always told her she was
coming to become a whore if she wasn't care full.  Then nodded
negatively.

Viktoria smiled. She knew she did the first step. Then ask; " Now
do you ever seen a whore?? Did you ever knew one?? I mean a real
one?? listen this conversation will be a secret if you want. Your
mom will never knew about it, Ok?? Speak openly..I like you and
I'd love to help you."

"Mom says whores are the models or actresses who stay almost
naked in front of peoples, or when they wear sexy for men."

Viktoria smiled warmly at the girl and caressed her cheek with
the tips of her long fingers. "Well she's right Sara. They are
really whores. But question is..are they harming someone?? Is it
so bad what they do?? They just show to everybody what nature
gave them, giving then the pleasure of the sight. In change of
money...like when you can see a beautiful picture or paint in a
museum and you pay the ticket. The same..I am talking to you and
I am enjoying it very much..so what harm you can do doing that?'


Sara started to think about it in a different prospective.. Maybe
that lady was right but...mom doesn't approve and mostly she knew
mom hasn't money to put in them also if she would.

Veronika knowing what girl was thinking about, put down another
card. "Sara..I just give you 40 euros..is it?? well this is your
payment for what you are just doing. Do you like have that
money?? Is it bad have them and be able to buy.. well.. maybe a
pizza?"

Sara promptly nodded again negatively. "but mom..if she
knows..maybe..I don't want she is upset at me. Also if i could
have money and buy clothes i couldn't wear them cause .. you know
why "  she blushed and stared at one of the girls in bikini who
were serving a gentleman and he was put a bill in her cleavage.

Viktoria knew she had win. " oh dear..it's up to you.. I could
help you. But just you can decide if say that to your mom or
not.." 

Sara bite her lower lip..  then said: "oh ok if  you will not
tell to my mom, let you help me and I want have much money and
dress like a model.

"That's ok. Next Sunday I'll pick you up and I'll start  help
you."

The girl just nodded.

Viktoria smiled openly. She was just found a new young whore for
train!

Sara smiled openly. Alone in her bed that night dreaming alot of
money and very nice clothes to wear.

Continue.....

Please let me know what you think about this 





















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