"I've talked with Miss Erika, and Miss Loretta out at the farm. EvenMiss Marissa says you can stay here. But of course if you're staying outat the far... you can see me every day and we can try to start over." Why, why are you doing this?" Because you are all I have left. I'd rather see you become a Kitten, atleast you would be loved and care for every day, than living the way Iused to. Going from place to place trying to scrape up a meal here or adry place to sleep there. Jade I'm not Parent. ..I don't know how to…” Stan blushed as he felt blood began trickling back into his cock as it jumped slightly in Emily's careful grip.Emily quickly disengaged as Stan stifled a small moan of pleasure, a single pea-sized drop of clear pre-cum forming on the tip of his downward facing urethra.“I don't know how to stop. It feels... It feels... I...” Stan huffed as he tried to control himself. The bead of pre-cum broke at the admission and formed a long glistening string from the tip of his cock. Susie, you could have knocked me over with a feather. Truthfully I had expected a woman in a white coat, probably wearing glasses, but the young lady who was holding her hand out to me was dressed in a pair of loose white silk trousers and a deep red sleeveless silk tunic loosely tied at the waist. When she reached me, she bowed slightly, giving me a full view of a pair of perfectly proportioned breasts, and offering me her hand, lightly touched my fingers to her lips.“Good morning Madame. My. "But if you're nice—maybe I'll let you." she giggled in that way little girls have that is so endearing.My dear little SeatmateI learned her name was Dora Mae Lindsey and she lived just a couple farms away from where our rented house was located.Although she was only twelve years old, she intrigued me. Even though I was fourteen, I had become a bit impressed with myself. Coach Swank had told me that I had made the High School basketball team a year earlier than usual.In spite of thinking of her.