Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. MENTORING PART 1 Steve came round, I was surprised. He didn't live in our village, they lived about 40 miles away. "We're here at that camping site," he said and mentioned the area. I looked at Trudy, she was looking at me with that cheeky look again. "So I see you've brought your boy with you," I said. "I'm not a boy," she almost screamed. I liked teasing her. She had dead short dark brown hair cut like a boys hair. "You do from behind," I said, "you got a boy bum." "I do not," she pouted. "Yeah you do," I said, "where's mum then?" "Left her with the other two," Steve said, "at the site." "Do you like camping then," I said to Trudy. "NO," she said sulkily. "Oh she really loves it," Steve said as she squidged her tummy. A bit too low down most people might have said; not me though. I saw his fingers spread down instead of across. He liked fingering her fanny, so did I. "It's nice here," she said, "she'd never visited before." "Got two bedrooms," I said grinning at her. "Can I stay here then," she asked? "No," I laughed. "Why not," she pouted, "can I dad, can I stay here. I hate that camping place." He looked at me and grinned, "up to him" he said, "but he said you can't." We had a long teasing conversation but of course it all ended up with me agreeing and Steve and me went out to his car while Trudy stayed inside poking her nose around. "Thought you might agree," he said, "It'll only be four four nights. We're leaving then, so I'll pick her up on................" "And uh..........." I said. He just grinned again, "you know the score, here," he said, "that's why I brought her round. And it'll give me some peace, its been a fucking nightmare in that fucking tent and with her moaning." He handed me a bag with her stuff. "I'll get her moaning here," I said taking the bag. "I know," he said, "but she likes that, you know that." I did as well, he'd shared her with me on plenty of occasions. She was his step. The bitch he'd married and him had had two more later. "Here," I said, throwing the bag on the lounge floor, "here's your knickers." "Hee hee," she sniggered, "where shall I put the bag then?" Fuck me she looked dead sly when she said that. "Told you," I said I got two bedrooms, "mine and a spare. Up to you, nip upstairs and choose." I knew which one she'd choose. She wss 10 going on adult. She had nice bosoms, puffies, she'd had them since she was 9, a nice tight sticky bun cunt too, no hair yet of course. I don't like hair unless its just a bit of peach fuzz and then only on a nice mature sexually active preteen. I heard her plodding about upstairs and went up to join her. I didn't bother checking the spare room, I just walked into mine and there she was with her back to me, those trousers she'd been wearing just being pulled down and a skirt lying on the bed next to her. "Oh nice," I said causing her to twist her head round, "they're sexy panty knickers." High waisted cotton cream and a bit baggy. "Did mummy fetch them out for you this morning then?" I stood there in my t-sirt and squeezing my cock through the loose trainer pants I was wearing. She sniffed and then, "I'm changing," she said, "are you going to show your wicky then? I just pulled my pants down and let them drop, "are you going to suck me cock then?" She just kicked her trousers to one side, turned round, took a few steps and grinning, dropped to her knees and took hold of my cock. Looking up at me she was grinning, "its a floppy wicky today." "Well you know what to do," I said looking down at the little tart. "Yeah I do," she said sneering up at me and then holding it in her little hand and still staring at me she started giving it a hard, awkward wank. It soon went hard. "Suck it now," I said, "I'll do it quick this time." "Sticky spunky, sticky spunky....." she kept repeating and singing it like a kids playground song. "Shut up," I said laughing, "get your mouthful." It didn't take long before I gave her a good dollop and knowing what she was doing, her dad had taught her well, she made sure to hand wank the last spurts out and into her dirty mouth as the cock limped down and then giving one last off the cock slurp, she pulled off and sank bank on her legs. "Open wide," I said looking down at the little girl still in her high waisted cream cotton baggy cunny fanny covers and short sleeved up to neck buttoned blouse. A nice wide open mouthed spunk filled 10 year old girl's mouth was politely presented and then with her speech impaired, "....icky punky, icky punky, icky punky............agh................" she swallowed the lot. "You won't need any lunch today then," I said as I finally stepped out of the pants that were still around my ankles. "WHAT," she said, her mouth now empty, that was clear enough, "why not? You're a dirty man, a dirty bugger." "Oy language," I mentored. "Sorry," she said pouting. "You want to go out to eat," I said. "Yeah," she said, "where?" "Dunno, want to go to a nice pub," I asked. "Oh yeah, can we," she said. "Put something sexy on then," I said, "if I'm taking a lady out for a meal I like her looking sexy." "K," she said looking in her bag, "I got a bikini, a blue one and a............" I cut her off, "yeah put that on, after we've eaten we'll go somewhere I know and have a walk. There's a nice place in the forest where there's a nice stream and I know a spot that's good for a swim; its a bit deeper there. But what are you going to put on top then." Of course she couldn't have much in that bag but she pulled out two other skirts, a few tops and two little dresses. "Oh yeah," I said "that little shorty denim skirt." "Can I wear this with it," she asked, it was a pinky coloured top. "Yeah that'll do," I said walking away. "I'm going for a shower." "I'll come too," she said she did as well, I gave her a good fingering and wanked her off in the shower using the soap. She loved sex, loved it. There was this place I knew in that forest, they called it the 'Devil's Hole.' There was a legend about some people, kids maybe, drowning in the stream at this bend point where the stream bed was deep. The stream was hardly ever deeper than about ankle to below knee depth but just near this heavily wooded and over grown area bend in the stream there was this deep place. And it was also an area that most people wouldn't go near except of course for kids sometimes and very often, dirty old pedo's - those old pervs who stood hidden in the undergrowth with their little limp pricks out, wanking over fuck knows what - but kids did go round there from time to time. END OF PART 1 alleypussy@yahoo.comMENTORING PART 1