Then Pam moaned out, “Leslee, I’m sorry, but if I touch my pussy while looking at you I know that I’ll cum right away, and you’ll be upset wit... me for not entertaining you and your mom.”“Listen, slut, you can cum as many times as you want; didn’t you pay attention to what Christy was telling you girls last night; unless you’re a boy. So mom, give my slut one of those dildoes that you try to hide in your bed-end table, and let my slut see how many times that she can cum for us.”I gave Pam a. (Three years later, she was much more brazen, almost begging me to fuck her when we met up again, entirely by accident. I wasn't interested and, up to that point certainly, I had no interest in girls of her age. (I'd never been into teens, nor have I ever read Nabokov... of course, I was only in my 20s at the time.) Looking back, though, I suppose I should have recognized the predeliction: I love to eat pussy (I love other things, too, but that's a different story), and always have preferred. "I picked up the mug. I took three steps toward the nun, then turned to Vonda, who was still at my side. "Now, be nice. We don't want to scare her."An impish grin crossed the red-head's face. "Who me?" I'm serious, Vonda. Behave."She caught my tone of voice. The smile left her face, and she bowed her head. "Yes sir." Good."As I got closer to her I saw that the nun was very young. She looked sixteen, maybe younger. She was also short, just under five foot, it turns out. That, and the fact she. If she was successful in her quest it would actually help me. All I had to do was to follow her around and videotape them together. Then I'd have the evidence I needed.But something told me that teaming up with her would not be in my own best interest."Well I just think he's cute, and I'm going to fuck him before this convention is over," interjected the blond. "Mara you can marry him and have forty babies with him after I'm done with him."For some reason I was beginning to get angry. Luckily.