I therefore felt obliged to listen to the girls talk about themselves and their grandmother. It was during this initial conversation that I discovered...their ages. Eventually I did manage, with some help from Anita, to commence my run.One thing for certain; I had plenty to think about during my run. Although I was soon due to start my first job, these were the first two females that were anywhere near my own age, that I had ever actually talked to. Anita was also the first girl I'd looked at. Doug was tall, just over 6 feet, but his dick didn't match his frame."Damn, you've got a bitch little cock. That's not a man's cock, boy." James slipped into a dominant role as if he'd been one all his life. "You're going to call me 'Sir' because you're a little bitch." Yes, sir," Doug said quickly."Get on your fucking knees, bitch." James slid out of his pants and removed the rest of his clothing. "Don't look at me in the face, keep your eyes on my cock. You're a faggot right? You like my big. In the meantime, Tasha must have woken up. She noticed I was staring at her sister's ass. She said, “Stop staring at that cheeky bitch, baby.” I ignored that and said, “Good morning, Babe. And, to answer your question of last night, as to which of you is the prettiest, my answer would always be you, Babe,” This brought a huge smile, to her face when I said it. I always loved it when she smiled or giggled at whatever I would say to her.I pulled her close, kissed her passionately on her lips. Mom came into the den, saw the girl, and asked, “Who is that David.”“I have no idea. I found this girl hidden back under the bushes shivering as I started into the house. I brought her in so at least she could warm up. Something is scaring her enough not to tell me her name when we were outside,” I explained.In a small voice, she asked if she could use the bathroom.“It is the door on the right beside the stairs,” I told her.The girl stood up, pulled a cane from the pocket on her jacket,.