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   Tilly Part 1
   Her name was Tilly, what a name for these times eh?
   Tilly by name and by appearance, the poor thing, I hear you not caring.
   Long thin piece of string, ear length lank straight oily looking hair,
no female shape you could notice, and with insipid eyes magnified by round
horn rimmed spectacles.  She also always had the uniform to go with it;
long shapeless unattractive dowdy skirt with a high buttoned white blouse,
muddy pinkish cardigan completing the ensemble.  She was in her early to
mid twenties, single and an apparent spinster in the making, she had moved
into one of the terraced cottage type houses about three up from mine.
   She also had a wonky leg, the left one, it kind of bowed somewhere
around the knee area, bit difficult for most to say though what with the
long calf length skirts.  People round our way reckoned on infantile
Rickets or Polio but I had my doubts.  And you never saw her without her
carrying a boringly large gray bag.
   What's that old saying, `never judge a book by its covers?'
   It had to happen of course, the knock at the door and there she was with
her bag.  It had only taken her a month of waves, hellos and goodbyes. 
What I didn't know was how observant she was.
   "I was wondering if I might disturb you for a while" she said, which
seemed a bit odd and rather forceful coming from a bandy legged tiller, or
I should say Tilly.  "I want to get your advice on something."
   Ever the gallant I let her in or perhaps I should say, I stood back and
she kind of wonked in.  It was around early evening, the dark just getting
ready to envelop us all.
   Yes she would indeed have glass of wine, just the one to give her an
appetite; it was just as well I had recently got a case in.  One can
sometimes mean many; 1 glass, 1 bottle, 1 case, 1 large container load, and
infinite possibilities thereafter really.
   She took a sip and I waited to find out how I was going to be helping
her but initially we just talked, what we talked about is a blurred memory
that still remains blurred.  She eventually got around to her main reason
for her visit.
   I was just bending over to pour her the forth glass, this was on the
second bottle, when she kind of emptied my glass.
   "I've noticed you have quite a few friends, female friends, rather young
female friends too they seem," she said smiling sweetly or as sweetly as
she was able.
   "Ah yes, well some of the young mums around here need my assistance" I
replied and then further explaining myself but she wouldn't let it go at
that.
   "Yes, yes, I had heard about that.  How kind of you to help out like
that and I hear you volunteer, no charges for the service of looking after
our younger sisters" she grimaced at me.
   "Well of course not" I said, "it's a pleasure to be able to help."
   "Yes" she said taking another gulp, about a glass full went down and she
held the glass out to me, I filled it.  "I think perhaps you, like me,
might rather enjoy the use of those computer chat-along sites?"
   She had me completely messed up now.
   "Chat-along sites" I said; well I stuttered actually.
   "Mmmm, aren't you les and am I not myself P1?" she left it like that.
   "Ah" I replied and to be honest I couldn't think of anything else to
say, but she could.
   "More wine might be a good idea" she said, "don't you remember me
telling you in chat how I could drink like a fish?"
   "Yes but I didn't think P1 would turn out to be a bandy legged female
did I?  What is your intention, do I need professional help, should I be
looking for a way out and or a Shark without a calculator?" I asked as I
walked into the kitchen to get her a half pint glass for her wine.  And
when I returned I said, "and by the way, just as a matter of interest, how
much do you weigh?"
   She didn't answer that, she simply removed her cardigan and started to
unbutton her blouse from the top down and at the same time said with
firmness in her voice said, "I want sex and I want it immediately.  I
suggest you strip off now and right there in front of me please, let's see
if your claims of adequacy are factual."
   Some bitch this was, I thought as I started to strip off and I kept my
eyes locked onto her and whatever she was up to.
   You should have seen her bra and then Tits.
   "You'll like these I think" she said as she sat back and her full skirt
covered legs widened.  She unclipped her bra at the front and two tiny
points came into view.  "A pretty cream coloured little girl starter bra
and two little puffies for you to play with, just your type of thing I
think, yes?"
   She started molesting herself, rubbing her hands all over her puffies or
tits or whatever.
   I had stripped to me skids and I just kind of dropped to me knees in
front of her and knelt there open mouthed and then said, "fuck, Sarah's
aren't much smaller than that."
   She reached to the side and unclipped her skirt and then slid the side
zip down and shuffled the skirt from under her bum and then left it pulled
down about a foot from her cunt covers.
   "Fuck" I said again, my vocabulary was worsening, and she said, "Marks
and Spencers Junior Girl section, a matching panty and bra set for the
modern preteen, I thought you might like these, now take my skirt off.  And
no silly comments about my leg either" she said as she stood up.
   "Now then," she said standing close to my face her panty knickers within
lickable reach.  "What do you think of my cunny, my little girl preteen
cunny kitty slitty" and as she spoke those words she tugged upwards on the
waist band and there it was, the preteen camel toe.
   "Kiss the little cunny, the little girls cunny, you like having sex with
little girls, little preteenies, daddy's little princesses, you really like
fucking them don't you, go on say it and kiss it, kiss it hard, very hard?"
   She now had her hands on my head and had forced me into her panty
knicker cunny spot and she held me tight against it almost suffocating me
as I munched on her cunny covers.  At the same time I could feel a foot,
toes, pressing into my groin.
   "Stand up" she instructed me and of course I did as she required.
   She turned away and reached for that awful bag and she pulled something
out of it.  A large pair of Red French Lacy Cami Knickers.
   "Take those awful things off and let me see your little thing" and she
said this as she twirled the cami knickers in her hand.
   "Oh dear" she said in a very disappointed voice, "I think better you
wear these, more appropriate for that little thing and easier for me
later."
   "Later" I said questioningly, "what do you mean later, what for" I said
trying to hop into those big red cami knickers, and they were nice
actually.
   "Mmmmm" she said as she fondled my cock through the material, "isn't
that better, doesn't it feel nice to be in girly panty knickers, ummmm,
makes you feel all sexy doesn't it" she hissed in my ear, "go on admit it,
you like wearing frilly lacy panty knickers don't you, you like the idea of
dressing as a girl, all sexy on your little tiny stub, don't you umm, don't
you, you do, you love it you dirty filthy pedo...........oh dear me what
have we done here.....ummmmm....?"
   I had only gone and shot a load and it hadn't take her that long either.
She stood back and I just stood there pumping spunk inside those cami
knickers and she laughed, "didn't take long did it, nevermind, that will
make it all the better for the next time, you'll last longer when I fuck
you next time."
   "Fuck me" I said, "what do you mean fuck me?"
   "With this" she said reaching once again into that magic bag of hers (it
was no longer quite as boring as I thought it was) and pulled something
rather nasty out.
   "FUCK ME" I said staring at it.
   "That's exactly what I intend to do" she said holding it quite close to
my face, "charming isn't it?"
   "How fucking big is it" I squirmed.
   "Mmmm, about 12 inches I think; isn't the purple colour lovely, it
rather puts yours to shame really doesn't it" she said.
   "Mine isn't purple" I said.
   "I was referring to the length, not the colour," she said.
   "Ah well" I said trying to wriggle out of this.  "We can't, not tonight
because.........." She interrupted me.
   "Yes" she said "I know, Sarah's coming within the next 30 to 60 minutes,
her mother told me she was on nights this week and I said I would be
popping in to make sure all was well here.  She was so pleased to hear
that.
   "Ah right well ok then" I said, "so we'll leave it for another time
then, I mean that thing, I mean you know Sarah and all that."
   "Ooooh don't worry yourself about that" she said reaching into that
fucking bag again and extracting something else, "look, I've got one for
Sarah to play with.  You two are going to have great fun tonight, well
Sarah certainly is."
   Tilly was once again twirling something in her hand.  This was another
sex harness with a three inch plastic cock sticking out of it and she said
"look, it's got batteries and it vibrates.  I think Sarah will love this
don't you" she said and she turned the bloody thing to vibrate.
   "I do hope you have plenty of oil and or cream in the house" she said.
   And do you know, the only thing I could think of at that time was the
large bottle of mayonnaise in the fridge.
   End of part 1
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Tilly Part 1