You slowly openedthe door to see your Katie, all dressed up and smiling devilishly. Her hairwas pulled back into a little red bow, and curled just sl...ghtly to make herlook even sweeter and more innocent. She was wearing a tight, almost seethrough white shirt that drew attention to her already erect nipples,straining against the thin cloth. A tiny pleated skirt , unbuttoned halfwayto the top, tried in vain to hide her pale white skin. High dark socksallowed the most tantilizing sliver of. And of course, still no cell service. I see one window with a light on in the little house down the drive, What choice do I have??Knock, Knock, Knock! --- Curtains peel back and eyes look over. Then the sound of locks being undone and the door slowly squeeked open. I knew how ridiculous I looked. Plaid skirt, white button up shirt, and Converse shoes. The door opens and he just stares me up and down. At that point, I kinda brokedown, Told him I broke his mailbox and broke my car, and how I had. There she stood in panties, knee socks and loafers. I was salivating! “I love the way you look at me.” she said. “It’s like you can’t get enough.” I managed to croak, “If you’ll sit in your chair, I’ll take off the rest.” “No. I want you to fuck me with them on, but you can help me by taking these off.” She said, snapping the waistband of her panties. I dropped to my knees and crawled up close, rolling them off her hips, down her thighs. She stepped out of them and stood there. I stared at. " Ahh hunny," He responded, "How about when you're as old as I am. The only way I can get my lips kissed, let alone any other part of me, is when I hand over money. No sexy thing wants me now, and the women my age don't like the smoking or smell around them. You wouldn't want an old smelly dirty man like me!" Now I don't know..." I said teasingly, stubbing my cigarette out under the heel of my boot and playing into the situation. "Sometimes a girl like me finds herself wanting an 'old smelly.