Each of us have a child within, but with Julie, that child didn'tretreat or fade as she grew into adulthood. Maybe she was born with aPeter Pan gene,...or perhaps it was the fact that the little girl whonever got to be, simply refused to go quietly into the night. Forwhatever the reason, she was a big part of the person who sat acrossfrom Debra's desk, sharing stories long after business hours.Debra had heard the child when Julie spoke of those painful childhoodyears watching other little girls. . I saw her two days ago... She and Michigan and Dad and Fritz the new puppy are fine. You talked to me last night remember... when I got into town." Yeah I know baby, but you could have talked to her on the phone." Hank whined, Moria snorted."Mmmk... well I'm tired Big Guy and I want to sleep." She yawned to him."Alright, have fun my little Aristotle," he chuckled through the phone. "Sweet Dreams." Night Hank."The line went dead. Moria quickly hung up the phone and rushed out into the hallway. It was attached to the Wal-Mart. We started in the mall. Eden had her purse. I barely had pockets. Matt paid for both of us. Four salesgirls, all too large or too ugly for Matt. Eden seemed pleased to keep the slap bands in her purse. I didn’t carry any. Was Eden trusted in ways I wasn’t? I doubted it. Matt probably just didn’t have extras when we crossed paths.I was wearing the white skirt out of the store. I was walking in new shoes. No heels, Eden nixed that idea. You didn’t wear heels and. Mom started to move her body so she was kneeling between my legs… never letting my prick slip from between her lips. Then the most incredible thing happened. As she continued to bob her head up and down, I felt her tongue massaging the underside of my cock, just behind the head. I let out a loud cry as she began teasing the collection of nerves in that most sensitive spot. Almost immediately I felt the base of my cock begin to tighten… and I knew that was the first sign that I was going to.