She was a natural show off; she loved to expose herself to me, in this relative safe environment. This was not the time to push her too far, I knew if...she enjoyed herself she would be back for more later. I called it a night, both re-dressed and they left for the bar upstairs. I ran the films I had taken thought the soup and hung them up to dry, then I too headed for the bar.It was my night to tend the late bar, we would stay open for residence for as long as they wanted. About three am it was. Her eyes had opened wide. She must have felt it too. She searched my face as if she had never seen me before. Looking for answers, the answer I had, I didn't dare voice."Love me Tim. Please? Give me the child I want so much."I was wrong when I described what we would do as 'sex'. It wasn't, we made Love. That first touch and the frisson that went through me as I took Jas in my arms. It was old, but new. I knew her body so well, yet wherever I touched or kissed her it was a new and exciting form. Was this her way of telling me that she enjoyed what she had seen? As much as I hated to admit it, I was certainly enjoying what I was seeing right then. I wasn’t certain, but it didn’t look as though she had a single hair covering her little pussy. Whether that was due to not having reached that stage in puberty yet or that perhaps she had shaved it off, I wasn’t sure, but either way I knew that it looked so very lickable. I seeing images of her rolling over as I knelt down between her legs. I slide my hand close to it and start to rub his blue jean covered cock. I hear him moan. I see the rest of his body go limp. I have him in my control. I think of I told him to stop the car and do me in the middle of the street he would do it.We make it to the parking garage without saying much more. Nick would start to talk and I would rub harder and shut him up. He couldn't concentrate on what he was saying when I did that. I wanted so back to take that bad boy out of his pants and suck him.