No one wanted to come to the small party my mother gave me. Not even the beautiful summer day could stop my tears."Hey, pretty girl! Why are you cryin...?"I saw a freckled-faced grin peering at me over the fence, with a shock of unruly red hair and glasses over his blue eyes."Who are you?" I asked."Jason Evans. My folks and I moved in yesterday. Can I come over?" No. I want to be alone," I said in my best Greta Garbo imitation.In a moment, the gate opened. As he storked in, I saw he was about six. “Shit, what are the odds.”, she sighed.“What’s wrong?”, I asked. “Haley Mills just walked in with some guy.”, she said softly. “Forget it…... you’re done with those guys.”, I reminded her. “Yes, I am. Thanks for the reminder.”, she giggled. We had already received our drinks and placed our order for two seafood platters before Haley Mills arrived at our table. I guess she just couldn’t help herself. “Hey Chrissy, what are you doing here?”, she asked, looking directly at me. “I’m on a date with. His hand was playing and stroking me. Finally, he slid his hand in my panties and slid his finger into my vagina. I moaned with pleasure. He was penetrating his finger back and forth into my pussy which was fully moist by that time. It seemed now that the clothes Tarun was wearing were obstructing the inmate touch of our feverish bodies which were ready to get crushed in each other hands. We both helped each other to remove our clothes. We both were standing in front of each other stark naked.. Twirling a strand of Her hair out of Her face, she ads an extra wiggle to Her hips, dancing in each step. She wants Him to follow, He obliges.Pivoting at a tall deep stoop she walks the stairs and turns with her back to the wall behind the cold grey buildings deep face. He's there. With a step they're inches apart, sketching the lines of each others faces into their minds. Pulses racing, endorphins rushing into the air. Moving His strong arm around Her supple frame into the small of Her back.