" I told you glamor model work was work and not glamor. I also told you..." ... you wouldn't lie to me. I know." She slipped off the blouse she was w...aring for the glamor portrait. Naturally she wore nothing beneath. "I think I'll hang this up, make room for something cold to drink, and grab another Seven-Up. You want something?"I lifted my large insulated mug, estimating its contents by weight. "No, I'm good. What next?"She licked her lips. "You ready for some nude shots?" Depends on which. As soon as we got close to the admin buildings we saw - and were seen by - a couple of dozen middle-school kids."There he is!" they yelled as they started rushing toward me."Good luck," wished Julia.I tightened my grip on Carol's and my lunches, told Julia and Ava to "Stay here," then stepped forward to meet the little brats halfway.The boys pushed their way to the front, running and yelling questions at me, mostly about the latest fight. The girls weren't slow at running at me either.. Here it comes now..."Whatever was pressing at my hole at that moment, it certainly was nomere digit. It felt huge as it slathered lubricant between my cheeks. Istarted to tense up, but Becky chose that moment to rub a dollop of lubeonto my stiff prick with two of her fingers.The pressure against my back door won, and the head of the shaft poppedinside me. The combined pleasure and pain met at my hips, smashedtogether and ricocheted up my body. The girlish cry of horror andfulfilment wrenched. I just watched as he played with his dick, laughing at something one of the others had said. Then he looked over at me and I looked away, for some reason embarrassed. I glanced back to see if he was still looking. He was. And he smiled at me. He was unbelievably cute. He had golden blond hair, cropped fairly short, so that his ears just stuck out. He looked about 12, and had a perfectly slender body. A body that stood up, then walked over. I watched him make his way down his set of bleachers,.