”She froze in her tracks.The group of guys milling around took her in. She was a bit matronly. She was about 5’6” and had fairly large tits, 38c... Her hips and ass were not as slim as they once was but Roger normally complimented her on them. Tonight she was wearing a pair of bicycle type running shorts, made of lycra. Over these she wore a long tee shirt that came down to the middle of her thighs.Roger took her apparel in and said to her, still in a caustic tone: “Why are you wearing that. Sabrina said, "I hope you don't mind, but my mom brought her new boyfriend home last night and she wanted us out of the house. I had to bring her along." She pronounced 'her' in a tone of disgust. I stuck my head out the door to see another girl standing to one side.I paused for only a second and said, "You must be Katie." The girl was tall for a seventh-grader, taller than Sabrina. Her hair was a light reddish-brown, and fell almost to her waist. She had skin as pale as her sister's, but she. The only part that really sucked (excuse the pun) was the cleaning bills. John loved to pull out and masturbate all over my face and breasts - which always meant lots of drycleaning bills (and odd looks from the employees at the cleaners).As the weeks went on, visits from John became more frequent. First it was only a couple times a week, most often late at night or early morning before work.Soon I began to see him almost every day."What's your name, anyway?" John asked once, as he fondled my. "Hello, Mister Soldier, my name is Ada. I am sixteen today and my papa is the station master. The train going west is late this morning. His tape machine told him it won't be here until three-quarters of ten."Horst was amused at the small girl's directness. Actually, she was as old as his Bettina the last time he saw her just before leaving for the eastern front. He was returning to the godforsaken place after a two week leave back home. He had not visited Bettina because he felt she was far.