‘Marcel! Bonsoir!’ she said in a gleeful, high-pitched voice. She got up and hugged him. With her head level with his chest, she looked up at him ...nd said, ‘You’re so tall and I’m so short.’ Then she giggled like a little girl. Looking down at the pretty girl in an affectedly avuncular attitude, he said, ‘Yes, you’re just a little baby, aren’t you?’ ‘Mm-hmm,’ she said, still hugging him, doing a sexy pout, and looking up at him with glowing, childlike eyes. ‘Hey, let’s go into a private room so. Her conversation covered her days at university and how she was looking forward to coming home and seeing her Mum again ... yet I barely heard as my concentration was focussed on ignoring the lecherous feelings she was again causing his mind to envision.At 21 Kirsty was a fully mature lovely blonde young lady, vivacious and full of life but my thoughts as ever strayed back to the time she hit puberty shortly after I moved in with her Mum and watched a gangly young girl change into a young. When the time came, Joe watched him make his excuses and head for thebathroom. It was then that Joe moved in. Joe walked up to him, and putthe loaded and cocked smith and Wesson revolver into the young rapist'sback. Joe told him authoritatively, "Walk toward the back exit, do itnow."The 21 year old college senior at FSU realized suddenly by the timber inJoe's feminine voice that if he did not obey the gun wielder, he wasgoing to die. Joe pushed him out the rear exit and ordered him, "Getback. I don't sell my pussy. Sucking cock is nothing. It's not really sex." "What's your name really?" "Patricia," she said. "Are you going to burn me too?" "That really freaked me out," I said after a moment, but then stepped forward and allowed her to finishe the task she had begun. I watched her head slowly bob. I held her breasts and gently pinched the nipples between my fingers. "You have a beautiful cock," she remarked during a brief rest. Her voice, which she had intentionally deepened,.