Ruttish schoolgirl

She carried on boldly (and he was hard just imagining getting his hand between her young [virgin?] legs) ‘I’ve notice you looking at my legs, sir’. ‘What man wouldn’t?’ he said and smiled at her. She poked her tongue at him and swayed her hips. ‘I’m going to the park – the ones by the mountain side – at 7.30 tonight,’ she said, ‘I might see you there.’

They were both there – he in his car, it was quite dark already, and she in a very short white mini-skirt and a tight top. She came into the car and he drove in silence to a quiet place. He parked and looked at her in the soft light of the dash lights. She was really something, like a little flower ready to be picked. He leaned over and put an arm around her. She moved towards him. ‘I think you have a crush too – let’s forget Maria’. ‘Yeah,’ she replied, ‘she can fuck someone else tonight – but if you want her I’ll arrange it, or you can have both of us together, but she is younger than me.’ He said, ‘Selma, I just want you – you may be too young to fuck, but we can have lots of fun’.