Just as I was about to taste her again, she moved back just enough so that my tongue couldn’t reach her. ‘Te gusta, Papi?’ she asked. It took me...a moment to remember the Spanish I had learned in high school but I responded, ‘Si, me gusta.’ She moved forward again and I licked the length of her slit that was hairless as a newborn. ‘Mmmmm!’ she moaned. I was allowed to remain this time and took full advantage of it. I darted my tongue in and out of her lips and across her erect clitoris. Her. She doesn't even know sexy ... but she is.She keeps that look but ignores it until she's 12. Suddenly her shoulders are back, her hips are cocked forwards, the boys notice and she smiles or laughs an enchanting little laugh and the "look at me" battle is won.But it's 1978, bras are making a come back, and a little slutty is a good look. At Sak's, we garnered the attention of a tiny magenta-haired Chinese Hispanic sales associate about 19 years old. She wore her Sak's shirt with pride and. As you spun me around to face you I heard you say, "on your knees, you little bitch" and when I tried to resist "no uncle bud, please no" you put your big hands on my shoulders squeezing hard as you pushed me down "I SAID, DOWN ON YOUR FUCKING KNEES, YOU LITTLE FUCKING SLUT"!! as I sank to my knees, you attempted to force the head of your now fully erect 8 1/2 inch, thick cock past my tightly clenched lips, while I mumbled "noooooo, pleaseeee, nooooo, uncle bud", which apparently really angered. Fortunately The Highway was nice enough not to deposit me there. I barely needed a glance at my now-blank Map to know I'd arrived.The blank map didn't worry me. There was only one path leading away from The Highway, flower-lined and completely inviting. A sign next to it simply said: WELCOME.It appeared to be late afternoon as I set foot on the path, trusting to find what I most sought.In minutes I reached a junction with paths going several directions. I knew I should take the path marked:.