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 PEDO COCK THROBBIN - I suppose some might call it conditioning and they'd
be right.  I thought it might be a good idea if I caught the same bus as
her in the mornings.
   We lived on the same estate and not far from each other and just by
accident you understand, I noticed and then found out she went to school
every morning by bus.  So it was quite natural we ended up chatting and
then sitting next to each other.  She got the 322 return bus, she told me,
for going home and she told me where she got on so it was only natural that
I should meet her on that one as well, accidentally on purpose.  I used to
go to a gym then and it was easy for me to time my return to coincide with
hers.
   "Oh hi," I said as she got on the going home bus.  She hadn't seen me
when she got on but her face lit up when she did.  "Here," I said standing
up, "sit here." She was happy to slip in and I think she was made up too.
   The other thing was, I was wearing a track suit.  She was very mature,
she looked very attractive, it was only natural that she gave me an
erection and it was only natural that I gave her the message back that I
thought she was attractive.  I suppose she might not have noticed I had an
erection but she was a woman and from where I stood, meaning right next to
her, my crotch was at her eye level.  I was fairly certain that a female
with her looks and maturity would notice.
   "I'm getting off at the next stop," I said looking down at her.  No-one
on the bus was taking any notice of us.  They have their own concerns don't
they.
   "Aren't you going home then," she said.
   "Oh yeah," I said.
   "So why are you getting off at the next stop," she asked?
   "Uh, oh because I like to walk across the park and go home that way.  I
get a bit of exercise as well," I said.
   "Can I come with you then," she said.  The bus jolted a bit causing
people who were standing to lurch a bit.  I was lucky enough that my crotch
bumped into her on her shoulder.
   "Sorry," I said as the bus continued.
   "S'aright," she said smiling up at me, "I'll get off as well shall I, at
the next stop, is that a'right?"
   "Eh, oh yeah if you want," I made that sound dead casual like.
   "I'm glad I got off," I said after we started walking away, "did you see
all those people get on.  That's why I get off here, too many smelly
people."
   "Yeah," she said trotting alongside, "yeah, it's dead awful when lots
get on isn't it?"
   "Yeah," I said, "you're much better off getting off there and then
walking over the park."
   "Yeah," she said just as we arrived at the kerb.  We had to cross the
road to enter the park on the other side.  I suppose it was only natural
for her to automatically hold my hand, at her age I mean.
   "You're dead fit," she said as we walked towards the park entrance.
   "Yeah well, I go to the gym a lot," I replied.
   "No I meant.......oh yeah right," she said, "how old are you then?"
   "Thirty five," I said as we stepped onto the pavement.
   "Cool," she said.  She didn't let go of my hand.
   "So you'll be getting close to studying at school for your college exams
now I suppose," I said.  It's always good when they're that age to make
them think you think they're older.
   "Well kind of but not yet," she replied and this time she was looking
down at the ground.  She was fucking hot.  I happened to know she was 11
because I knew which school she went to and I knew this was her first year
at the school.  There'd be seven more years before heading off to college
but I was happy to teach her something, if she was interested.
   "You're dead fit yourself aren't you," I said just as we crossed through
the entrance and into the park.  "Do you want me to carry that bag?  We can
put it in mine if you like."
   "Thanks," she said handing me her little school bag, "have you got a
girl friend?"
   "Nah," I said, "used to, but not now." We were still holding hands.
   "K then," she said and then, "s'pose you're too busy are you?"
   "Nah, it's not that really," I said being all mysterious, "do you want
to walk around the path or over the grass.  It's nice walking on the
grass."
   "Yeah a'right then," she said, "yeah it's nicer on the grass isn't it.
So why haven't you then, if you used to like?"
   "Well," I said, "it's finding the right girl, isn't it.  Have you got a
boyfriend then?"
   "No," she said and she said it quickly, "I'm single."
   "Cool," I said and I never said cool usually, I think it's a fucking
stupid word.
   "So what is a right girl then," she asked directly.  "I mean, you know,
what girls do you like then?"
   "The girls I like," I said laughing, "are few and far between."
   She laughed as well of course.  "K then," she said, "well what about
your last girl friend then?"
   "Oh she had to move," I replied, "she went away."
   "Oh sorry," she said, "did you really love her then?"
   "A bit," I said, "yeah I s'pose."
   "So then like, what did she look like and stuff," she asked?
   "Bit like you I s'pose," I replied, "dead fit."
   That made her smile.  "K then, but I'm dead ordinary."
   "Ordinary," I almost shouted, "you're more than ordinary, to be honest
you're better looking that she was."
   "Oh," she kind of said with surprise, "but she would have been older
than me though."
   "No," I said, "about the same I think."
   "Really," she replied quickly and kind of happily, "cool.  I like
older."
   "Yeah well that's normal," I said, "women usually do, don't they?"
   "Yeah I s'pose," she said, "most of my friends do."
   "Yeah well that's because you're mature," I said.
   "Yeah," she said.  Big headed bitch, she was only 11.
   "So if you haven't got a boyfriend, like, is that because you like girls
more, older girls," I asked?
   "No," she said dead quickly, "I like lads."
   "Ok," I said, "I bet a lot of those lads at school like you as well."
   That made her smile, "yeah but they're just boys and they say silly
things."
   "That's because they fancy you," I said, "you're dead hot you know."
   "Do you really think I am," she said?
   "Oh yeah," I said, "if I was at your school I'd probably say silly
things as well, but I'm older so I don't say silly things."
   "Yeah exactly," she said, "and I like that.  You're dead nice.  So will
you get a girl friend then, you know, sometime again."
   "It's not that easy is it," I said.
   "Why not," she said?
   "Well it isn't, is it," I said lowering my voice for no reason other
than to sound secretive, just me and her.
   "Why," she asked?
   "You know," I said.
   "No," she said and I really don't think she did.
   "The age difference," I said.
   "What difference," she said?
   "I like younger lasses," I said.
   "I like older guys," she said.
   "Yeah but people don't usually like that, you know," I said.
   "Well you don't have to tell," she said lowering her voice.  "You do it
in secret, everyone knows that."
   "Yeah I know," I said a bit huffily, "that's what me and my last lover,
I mean girl friend did."
   "Yeah well then that's ok isn't it," she said?
   "Yeah but it takes two you know," I said, "I can't just look at a woman
and expect her to know can I?"
   "Yeah but......" she started to say.
   "Here look," I said "there's a bench here, do you want to sit down, take
a rest."
   "Yeah ok then," she said.
   "What time do you need to be back," I asked looking at my watch.  It
wasn't quite 4 pm.
   She shrugged, "Mam doesn't get home while 6 or just after, I got a key."
   I stood there and watched as she brushed one hand under her sexy dark
blue school skirt and did a lady like sit down on the bench.  Picture
fucking perfect she was, I get real hard on little girls.  It was a nice
quiet spot this, I sometimes sat here myself.
   "There's a little shop over there," I said pointing over some bushes,
"shall I get us a couple of drinks?"
   When I got back with the drinks I noticed a little change.  When we'd
got off the bus and walked across the park she'd had her blue school blazer
on and her blouse was buttoned right up.  When I got back, the blazer was
off and the top three buttons of her blouse were undone.  She leaned
forwards when I handed her the drink, and fuck me, I could see she had a
little girly bra or something like it on.  I hadn't been able to tell
before if she had tits or not.  I still couldn't, but I fucking love
starter bras.
   She took a drink and so did I, but I remained standing in front of her
and displaying myself to my best advantage to.  In a track suit you can
easily show off a cock throbbin and since it was at her eye level again,
well, what young woman wouldn't notice.
   "Don't you want to sit down," she said smiling up at me.  Of course what
she meant was, didn't I want to sit next to her.
   "Yeah a'right," I said only I dropped onto the cement base plinth the
bench had been secured to.  I sat with my left arm propped on the bench and
made sure that I sat close to her right leg and with my eyes at the right
level this time.  It was up to her now.  I was giving her the chance.
   We chatted a bit and that always allows for a bit of shifting in our
seated positions and I watched as we talked and sure enough she altered her
position a little so that she seemed to be getting herself more comfy.  She
twisted herself a little so that she could rest her back into the corner of
the bench on the arm rest and of course I shifted a bit to mirror her.
   She was clever but then they are at that age.  I ended up with a fucking
good view up between her sexy puppy fat legs.  Light green panty knickers,
the crotch wedged right up her crack.
   "So what things do you like doing then," I was asking, "how about, uhm,
kissing?"
   She giggled, "Yeah I s'pose."
   "So you don't really then," I teased?
   "Yeah I do," she said more forcefully, "do you?"
   "Yeah," I said, "I s'pose." That made her giggle and I noticed she bit
her lip.
   That's always a good sign of decision making.  There was a pause in the
conversation after that and I just looked down at the ground, but I could
still see out of the corner of my eye.  Sexy little girl light green panty
knickers.  Cock throbbin was dripping I could feel it oozing and I could
see the little stain just forming.  I was glad about that.
   "So what shall we do now then," she suddenly asked?
   I looked up, "uhm, I don't know.  Do you want to go home?"
   "NO," she quickly replied.
   "Kissing," I said casually looking up at her?
   She bit her bottom lip again and grinned.  I just smiled at her and
waited and then she nodded very quickly and smiled.
   Always give them a lot of kissing, let it go on and on for as long as
they want it.  Never go for their flatties and never simply shove your hand
up their skirts, that only invites rejection and its not easy to get back
from that.  Kiss and kiss and kiss for as long as they want.  Touch the
neck, touch the arms, touch the legs, touch the waist, touch the head, but
never go for the real targets.
   I would say honestly that we must have kissed for at least 10 minutes
before parting and I must have swallowed a shit load of her spit.  She
kissed like a bitch on heat.  She didn't have a dad, I knew that.  I think
a lot of it comes down to that.  She was kissing her daddy really and daddy
was going to do everything he could to have sex with his mature nicely
developed 11 year old daughter.
   "You're a dead good kisser," she said, cheeky fucking bitch.
   "You are," I said, "I knew you were mature but I didn't realise what a
really mature woman you were until now."
   "Thanks," she said and then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.
Not very ladylike I thought but then she wasn't, was she.
   "And you really don't mind then," I asked?
   "Mind what," she said?
   "You know, the age gap," I said.
   "What gap," she said and then she threw her arms around my neck, dragged
my head towards hers and she swallowed my tongue again.  She couldn't seem
to get enough.  Just call me daddy I was thinking.
   This time I just left my right hand gently placed on the top of her left
leg while my left hand was pressed against the small of her back, male
lover supportive style.  We kissed like two vacuum cleaners sucking on each
other and I just waited.  I don't know how many minutes it was, two maybe,
she did all the running.  I played the passive wimp, it was her that went
at me, her that pressed harder and harder against me, her that sucked and
sucked on my tongue and it was her left hand that took hold of my passively
placed right hand and placed it on her bosom.
   I say bosom but that might be a bit of an exaggeration.  I wasn't sure
if I could feel anything at first although at first I just let my hand
remain where she put it.  I didn't move it about, I hope you understand
what I'm telling you here.
   Suddenly she broke off, but only for a moment, this is what they do. 
Real quick she said, "you can feel me there if you want," and then almost
as if it hadn't happened she was back on me trying to suck my tongue off
from its roots.
   She'd given permission now hadn't she?  That's what you need to wait
for, unless you're a selfish fucking pervert.
   The three top buttons were already undone, she'd prepped that.  All I
needed to do was undo two more and I had very easy access.
   It was a little starter bra, pretty little thing I was to find out soon
enough.  I could feel the shape of it.  It wasn't a starter band.  It was a
real `her first soft and stretchy.' No silly clips at the front and back to
need to bother with, just two little empty cups and a couple of shoulder
straps.  I could feel the usual little stick on bow at the non-existent
cleavage point as well.  They nearly all have the little bow.  It was
padded of course, not too much, but it did have a little padding and
actually I've noticed that a lot of them do.  I don't mean big heavy
inserts, if it had had big heavy inserts she would have been showing that
through her blouse and I hadn't seen any sign of chesty bumps.  I suppose
in the mirror it just gives them that little boost of confidence when they
get dressed and undressed.  `Oh look at me, I've got bosoms now.' It's a
confidence booster.  I know that because I've had a few older girl friends
and I always tell them what I'm really into and they've always seemed to
respond well to that.  They told me about how it was when they were
developing.  `Girls need confidence and if there's not a bit of padding the
cups can be a bit empty looking and wrinkled, the padding stops that,' some
of them had said.  Well I fully intended that this lady I was molesting was
going to get all the confidence boosting I could give her.
   After feeling her up over her little girly starter bra cups for a while
and we were still kissing, I went for the real exploration.
   I started to slip a finger or two up from the bottom of the bra and into
her left bosom cup but, and this always happens, the whole bra kind of rose
up her chest.  It's not a problem, you can always pull it back down again
and I really prefer to see them wearing it.
   But there was something there though, it was just what I like, hardly
anything but just something.  A slight swelling topped with a soft
non-protruding cherry pip.  Exactly as I like and cock throbbin gave
another little sign of precum approval, I felt that.
   I pulled back from kissing this time.  This is the time you take over
the control and they expect you to.
   "They're so lovely, can I kiss them," I asked?
   She grinned at me and said, "we were already kissing." It's just them
teasing and kind of showing they're still in control but ready to hand over
control.
   "You know what I mean," I even said that with a whine, "please, can I?"
   "Oh alright then," she said smiling smugly and they say that as if,
`you're just a little boy, I suppose I'll let you, go on then.'
   I buried my head down, pulled her blouse out of her skirt ("be careful"
she said), undid the rest of her blouse buttons and then started on her
titties, well bumpies I suppose.  You couldn't even call them puffies at
that stage of development.  Although she didn't seem to agree with my
estimation.  She should have done, I've had more experience of having sex
with junior ladies.
   Her baby girl starter bra was already rucked up so all I had to do was
have a good munch and I went from one to the other hungrily.
   She gave the appropriate response and moaned and in between moans asked,
"do you like them," to which in between munches I moaned back, "they're
beautiful, big lovely bosoms, mmmmm, so lovely."
   Of course they're not big, you don't want them to be big, but apart from
the word `big' everything else you express is true.  So the words are kind
of true and they like to hear them.  You could say, "they're beautiful,
tiny little girly immature bumpy swellings, mmmmm, so lovely," but that
won't get you so far.  Anyway, why hurt someone's feelings, she loved every
molesting second of all this.
   "Is it nice for you too," I asked as a matter of politeness in between
munches when I was changing bumpies?
   "Mmmmmm," was the expected and received reply and then I got the other
reply, it went quicker this time, it usually takes longer.  "You can touch
my fanny if you want?"
   I didn't need asking twice, you don't get that many opportunities.
   I pulled back from her bumpy swellings and looking at her I pulled her
baby starter bra back into position, I like them in position, and then
smiling said, "alright."
   I dropped off the bench and knelt in front of her.  This is another good
move.  Put yourself at her knees, you become her servant and then Queen
Preteen can offer you her favours and I have had loads of Queen Preteens
offer their favours to me.
   Preteen girls around 10 to 12 love sex, they love having sex, don't let
anyone tell you they don't.  Why do you think there are rules against it,
it's mainly because they want it and a lot of them get it.
   "I'll just push your skirt back a bit," I said kneeling before her and
she was more than willing to assist in the rape.  She wriggled and raised
so that I could get it back properly and then I was able to part her
accommodating knees.
   I didn't even attempt to take her panty knickers off.  For a start
there's no need and it's better if you don't.  If any nosy fucker comes
along you can just say that she's got a splinter in her thigh or some other
shit like that and that's true to some extent.  I fully intended getting my
splinter between her legs.  And the other thing is, girls like it if you
show some effort and performing cunnilingus on a preteen with her panty
knickers still in place does take effort.
   For a start you got to use quite a few body muscles.  Your legs because
you're on your knees, your elbows keeping yourself steady, then there's
both hands and fingers you need to keep the chubby thighs apart, then you
need to keep the crotch of her panty knickers off to one side to expose her
cunt, and don't listen to those who say `lick her over her panty knickers,'
they're just perverts.  You need to get onto the skin.
   We'd spent about 10 minutes kissing the first time, you've got to give
the cunt a good half hour and I always give a good performance.
   Her cunt, or she called it, her fanny, was perfect for me.  I couldn't
even detect any junior down on it.  It was totally hair free.
   It was also one of those cunts that was puffy, long length slitted and
up front.  There are cunt differences you know.  Another thing she had was
a very nice clitoris.
   Junior clits can be a nuisance to find.  Hers wasn't.
   From her tone responses I'd gauged I'd given her three orgasms in thirty
or more minutes and when I came up for air she seemed to confirm it. 
However, I'm not certain because she seemed out of it when I asked her and
I have a feeling that if the police had asked for her name at that same
time, she wouldn't have been able to tell them.
   One thing, she hadn't pissed on me.  I have been pissed on a few times,
by junior ladies.  But she did indicate she needed one and so we had a
break while she got off the bench and went into the bushes for a tinkle and
it as a long tinkle.  So I was pleased she'd kept that back.  I wouldn't
have complained if she had pissed on me but on the other hand, well it
seemed to show that she really did have feelings for me.
   "That was so good," she said when she stumbled out of the bushes and
fell back into the bench.
   "Were you bursting then," I asked.  I was still kneeling in the same
position.
   "No I meant what you did," she said coyly, "it was soooooo good."
   "Do you want some more," I asked brightly?
   "Yeah but uhm," she was saying.
   "What," I asked?
   "Well, can I, I mean......." I interrupted her, "you want to see my boy
fanny?"
   "Can I," she said excitedly?
   "Yeah a'right," I said standing up.  "You're turn then, you can take
them down."
   "K then," she grinned.
   It's nice that standing there watching them pull your pants down.  I had
no idea if she'd seen an adult man's erect penis before or not.  It's
always exciting isn't it, you know, wondering what they're going to think
and say and do and all that?
   "WOW," she said.
   "Is it a'right then," I said?
   "YEAH," she exclaimed, "it looks sticky on the end."
   "You well you did that," I said, "you made it stick up and get sticky."
   "But it was sticking up before," the little bitch said.
   "Yeah," I said, "you made it stick up."
   "On the bus," she asked?
   "Yeah," I said, "it's because I fancied you."
   "Really," she said, "I didn't think you would.  Do you really fancy me?"
   "YEAH," this time I decided to ram it home, "of course I do.  Who
wouldn't?  You're dead fit you, you're dead sexy.  You're the sexiest girl
friend I've ever had and you're dead mature."
   "Do you really mean it," she asked, `am I, really?"
   "Yeah course," I said.
   "I really fancy you," she said, "I fancied you for ages.  I seen you
about loads but I didn't think you'd look at me."
   "Do you see this," I said, "every time I seen you it does this.  It gets
hard everytime I think about you and when a bloke gets hard like that it
kind of means he loves a girl and like fancies her."
   "Oh yeah I know that," she said, "and you really fancied me before?"
   "Yeah," I said.
   "When," she said, "when from, coz like I fancied you for ever."
   "Well, let's see," I said, "I moved here about 18 months or two years
ago say.  How old were you then?"
   "Nine," she said.
   "Yeah well then," I said, "from when you were nine."
   "Really," she said, "cool coz like I fancied you the first time I saw
you."
   "I wish I'd known," I said.
   "Yeah me too," she said.
   "Can I tell you a secret," I said?
   "Yeah," she said expectantly.
   "It's a bit rude maybe," I said.
   "It's a'right," she said, "it's a'right, you can tell."
   "Well I used to see you and then uhm, well I used to get hard like this
and then I'd rub it," I said, "you don't mind do you?"
   "NO," she said "I used to do the same."
   "No you didn't," I said playing up, "I used to do it to mine."
   "No I mean I used to," she was speaking very rapidly and then she kind
of halted a bit, "I mean, you know, I used to......."
   "Used to rub your fanny," I said, "you're sexy button?"
   "Yeah," she said with her head bowed.
   "Yeah well its normal when we fancy someone," I said, "we all do that,
it's normal."
   "Yeah it is isn't it," she said, "Mam told me it was."
   "What," I said?
   "Me Man, she told me that it was a'right to, you know, that girls can,
you know," she said looking up at me.
   "Yeah right, yeah," I said, "but you didn't say you did it because of
me?"
   "No, no," she said, "Mam asked me if there was someone, but I didn't
say. She asked if I liked a boy at school or some other place and then she
said it was a'right."
   "Your Mam's quite young isn't she," I said?
   "Yeah," she replied, "she had me when she was 14."
   "Oh right," I said, "she understands then."
   "Yeah," she said, "its gone down a bit."
   "What," I said looking down at myself, "oh yeah."
   "Can you make it go up again," she asked?
   "Yeah," I said, "or you could?  You can touch it now if you want."
   Even before she moved her hand it started to throb back up and when she
put her little hand around it, well it was back to cock throbbin again.
   "Do you call it a boy fanny then," she said touching and squeezing it?
   "Not really," I said, "just being daft.  It's cock throbbin.
   She giggled, "that's nice.  It looks real sticky."
   "So is yours," I said, "isn't it, I like that.  I like licking you."
   "Yeah that was nice," she said.
   "Want me lick your fanny again," I asked.
   "Yeah a'right," she said "but shall I have a go licking yours too."
   "Oh that's up to you," I said, "I really like licking yours."
   "K then," she said, "but shall I just lick yours a bit first?"
   "Yeah if you like," I said.
   She did, she loved it.
   "Tastes of salt," she said in between licks.
   "Yours tastes of sugar," I said.
   "Really," she said, "I didn't think it tasted of sugar."
   "Sugar and salt," I said, "perfect match."
   "Yeah," she said.
   "Do you want to try and suck it like a lolly," I asked, "some girls like
to do that."
   "Did your other girl friend do that," she asked?
   "Oh yeah," I said kind of wearily, "she never stopped, she loved it."
   "Really, a'right I'll try then," she said.
   Fucking try, it didn't take her long at all.  I helped a bit, a little
bit of gentle head encouragement.  She soon got the head bob motion and she
took a fair bit down as well.  She only gagged once, when I came in her
mouth and that caused her to swallow my cum spurts.
   We had a bit of a coughing fit but we soon turned that to a few giggles,
"that was really salty," she said.
   "Can I lick your fanny again please," I asked.  Always best to keep them
busy, they don't need to think too much that way.  I didn't want her
worrying about the mouthful she had just swallowed.
   I gave her another good half hour or so but this time she didn't get
quite the pleasure she got the first time.  I wanted to introduce and get
her prepared for something else.
   Finger probing made it soon clear that she was at the right age to lose
her virginity.
   Of course there was the usual reticence but I just asked her if we were
like officially lovers now and she made it clear we were.  So it was just a
matter of education and encouragement.  I decided to split her with my
finger.  I know a lot of perverts insist on using their cocks but there's a
memory there isn't there.  The cock did the damage.  Far better to use a
finger, then do the "there there there" shit and then when all is calm, use
the cock.  And that's what we did.
   I ended up lying on the grass with my pants just down enough for cock
access.  She remained fully clothed but blouse up for bumpy swelling
molesting by me, skirt round her waist, light green skimpy panty knickers
still on but gusset pulled to one side and then my Queen Preteen 11 year
old girl friend and lover skewered herself on my 35 year old erect penis
and she did that in her own time.
   It was great.
   I'd already had a huge cum spunk and since we all know ourselves I knew
I was in for giving her a good up to or around 60 minute fuck and with full
consent from her.  She was the one who lowered herself onto my cock, I
didn't force her and she did all the work.
   She had a fucking lovely time.
   It's nice isn't it, lying there and watching them cum time after time
and she did.  There's no dount about that.  Preteen women don't and
probably can't fake orgasms.  She had loads, waves of them.
   Once they get on the cock, well that's what they find they like and they
find they like to have a lot more.  They're very sensitive at that age and
the other thing is, unless they're fucking stupid, and some of them are,
the only cock they know and want more of is mine.
   I never bothered asking her about periods that time, I just eventually
blew another smaller load of spunk into her and she liked that.  She loved
it and she loved watching as it trickled and then splurted back out from
between her legs.
   She was really nice and red down there when we finished our first fuck
and that seemed to make her pleased.  It's probably that `I'm a woman now'
thing.
   She wanted to do it again immediately after I'd cum but looking at my
watch I suggested that maybe I escort her home.  She agreed, Mam would be
back soon.
   It wasn't that far for us to walk back.  It would have been funny for
anyone walking past or near us at the time.  Nearly the whole conversation
on that short walk home was about us having sex.  I was happy about it but
I can imagine anyone over hearing it might have been a bit surprised.  I
hoped someone was listening and getting jealous.
   Just before we got to her house she made me make a promise and I did,
"yeah, we'll do it again tomorrow, if it isn't raining," I said.
   As it turned out her Mam was at home when we got back.  Naturally I
escorted her home, what real man wouldn't?
   Mam thanked me for looking after her daughter and thanked me for taking
an interest.
   She should really have thanked me for letting a little girl go to school
that morning and then getting a full grown woman back in the
afternoon/evening.
   It didn't rain the next day or the next or the next and that was Friday,
last day of the school week.  She was with her friend on Friday so we had a
day off from fucking, we'll have to see how good a friend this friend of
hers is.  She's fit and I would.
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