It was quite intimidating at first but I finally started to ignore the looks and glances, the cat-calls and the occasional groping. Whatever it was th...t drew all that attention to me -- I called it my Charm -- may have explained why Renée, Erin and Nadia took to me so readily as well. What I couldn't understand was why it was happening at all. It could have been some kind of chemical imbalance and my pheromones were far more potent than any other man in the mall, but somehow that didn't seem. Ann was a troop leader with the girl guides so Sally thought this could be fun to get the little girls round her house .Saturday was the day 8 little 9 year old girls turned up at Anns house they told there parents they were staying the night with friends .They all turned up in there cute uniforms Sallys pussy was dripping wet with the thought of all that young pussy .Right Sally thought we have to get this right dont want to scare them off .So she got Ann to play some games with them after a. I promptly replied to her and I came to know that Nisha is a 19-year-old engineering student in Bangalore who is basically from Kerala. She is a vivid reader of sex stories and a beautiful human being. We chatted for a couple of days and stayed friends. I also came to know that she is a virgin and has a boyfriend who is working in Mumbai.One day Nisha told me that she and her boyfriend are meeting this summer and are planning to have sex for the first time. She knew her boyfriend was not a. Everyone was going to the cafeteria, so she followed them in, and found an empty table to sit at.As soon as she had taken her backpack off, two other girls sat down on either side of her. One had blonde hair, the other was a brunette. Both were wearing identical white blouses, tied below their breasts, rather than buttoned. They also had short black miniskirts.“You’re new,” said the brunette. Was that darkness on her blouse a stain, or were those hints of her nipples? This girl wasn’t wearing a.