Afterwards she lay pressed against him, slowly running her fingers over his chest and nipples. She looked so satisfied - no, contented was more accura...e. He had no choice but to try to make some sense of it. "Why do you do it?" he asked, as he stared at the ceiling. "You mean go to him, don't you?" "You make it sound like a friendly visit when you put it that way. Go to him? Why don't you just say it? You have sex with him - you go to let him fuck you." "Do you want me to say that, to tell you. Besides, she thought I was female? Or did she? Was she a lesbian? Did she hope for a gay romance? Or had she guessed I was a man? Was she a single mother? I didn’t know. I didn’t really want to know. Maybe she was stunningly beautiful. Maybe she wanted sex twice a day. Who knows? Maybe she was a c-r-a-z-y woman. How could I tell? Maybe it was just a game. She didn’t love me. It was just in-game harmless flirting. * DarkKitten loves you. She used it again. What could I do? I am not a heartless. I was BORED. Worst of all, I was home schooled. This meant no friends, no girls, and none of the pussy I used to get on a regular basis. The only girls I ever saw around here were the ones I baby sat for my moms friends. And I have to admit, I was strangely attracted to these very young girls around my neighborhood. In particular, there was one 9 year old girl Nadine, and her sister Cindy who was 7. Nadine was the most beautiful little girl I had ever seen. At 16 I thought it was strange for. ..$80." Kewl...we'll say $80 for the first time. Probably $100 next time, okay?" She pulled her t-shirt up and off.Mike gasped. Trissa's nipples were hard and shaped like pencil erasers, and her definitely C-cup boobs stood out proudly from her tight teenage body. Between her legs he could see her closely trimmed muff.He pushed the sheets off to show his already hard cock. Trissa's eyes got wide again."I've been wanting to know how that feels," she said as she got on all fours. "C'mon..."Mike.