" He blotted at the girl's shapely hip with a gauze pad."You do have a nice figure. You're a very attractive girl, Kathy." Bob let his eyes wander ove... the rounded moons of her buttocks."Then how come nobody will touch me? I had to wrestle with you yesterday," she exaggerated. "That terrible old man is the only one who even acted a little bit like I'm pretty." Kathy stuck her naked bottom up in the air.Bob looked at the soft patch of blonde fuzz on her pussy. "I'm sure lots of men would love. ‘You’re a photographer! And you design clothes.’ ‘Yeah, but that’s different. Photography’s not really a talent like painting. I just take a picture of what’s there. You create.’ ‘We all have different talents Zoë. You use your eyes to see and capture beauty just like I do. You shouldn’t undervalue yourself.’ ‘Don’t hide your light under a bushel huh?’ she laughed. ‘Exactly.’ Our friendship was cemented that day. Rather than being the last, it was the first that really mattered. It was the day. "I felt like I was being manipulated and started to anger, but also feltthat I really wanted to do this. I didn't understand these strangefeelings, but found myself actually wanting to suck a man's cock!After lunch Marcy led me to an elevator and pressed floor 53. There wereseveral others in the elevator, but they got off a few floors later. Whenwe were alone Marcy raised her skirt, offering me her clitty. I sucked heras if I had no choice – I really loved sucking her and just couldn't. She seemed uncomfortable, as she was sitting way down my thighs. I hauled her slight frame up against me and her head finally nestled against my chest."This is OK? Being this close?" Sure. Why do you ask?" Oh, I don't know. I thought maybe it was something I had done, that you didn't want to see me anymore, but Janey said it was her, too. Is it what Gertie said? She was just teasing you, you know."I held the little girl tightly to me, resting my chin lightly on the top of her head. She was so.