He yelped dramatically.He chased her around the kitchen island a few times but she wasn't in the mood to be caught yet. He stared her down across the ...ounter and reached back to turn on the faucet. Drawing like an old-west outlaw, he pulled the sprayer out and got her in the chest.Laughing and sputtering, she didn't do much to get out of the way. When he cut off the spray, they both looked down at her wet t-shirt.Her hard nips had been visible all morning but now every detail and delicate swell. He was so nice to hold in my arms and I really did like him, so as we sat back down, I asked him, "Would you like to be my boyfriend, Jason?" Oh, yes, yes, I really would. You really mean it, Roxy, really?" Well, sure, there aren't too many guys breaking down my door these days. Sure." Boy, I don't know why they aren't. You are so pretty. And so nice." Well, you're very sweet to say so." There's only one problem." Um, what's that, Jason?" Well, I don't really have any money, so I can't take you. And she wore the shortest skirts ever seen anywhere.The fun started when she began having weekend sleepovers the summer after her 12th birthday, and the house was filled with squealing girls in frilly pj’s or tiny nighties. I was in an almost constant state of sexual arousal as they ran around jiggling and displaying their multitude of under-aged charms.One Sunday afternoon after the three guests had finally departed with more squeals, and my stupid cock had relaxed a bit, she came into my room. Lily bent over me and they hung invitingly over my face as I kissed each nipple in turn and watched as they puckered into hard little points.Now she was down to only her panties, conservatively cut but still sexy, and she turned her back to me as she pushed them down over her hips and her full round ass came into view. She continued to bend as she pushed the silk fabric all the way down her legs, and so her dark-haired pussy finally peeked at me from between her thighs. I could easily see how.