Rod Strong: The innocence of children

"Boy," Harold snapped at her. "That's some show of gratitude. I didn't even have to tell you what Billy was doing."

"Wrong," she smiled. "You had to tell me because you couldn't figure a way out of it by yourself. And you didn't want your own face being sold all over school. As things turned out, my face didn't even come out in those movies. Only yours. So in a way, I did you a favor. Now get lost."

Humming to herself, Shirley waited for the bus. When it arrived, she got on, paid her fare, then went to the back of the bus and sat down, careful not to wrinkle her red-with-white polka dot dress, and she stared out the window, smiling to herself. This weekend had been long in coming, and she could hardly wait to get to Miss Wagner's house.

The bus passed a hospital, and she smiled. Billy Kapp was still in the hospital, suffering, according to the doctors, from exhaustion. They had been unable to learn just what it was Billy was doing to make himself so worn out. But the boy was a mere shell of himself. He refused to say anything other than that he had been working out at some gymnasium-or-other. But no one was ever able to discover at what gym Billy had been working out.

Shirley's smile became even broader when she thought of the five different ways Billy had been made to climax in a period of less than three hours. Shirley had ridden in the car with Miss Wagner and Billy, but she had remained in the car when Miss Wagner had helped Billy inside. It was a physical impossibility for him to walk by himself.

Now she was on her way to what Miss Wagner had promised would be the first of many enjoyable evenings in her young life. Under her dress she no longer wore an undershirt, but a training bra. True, she was anticipating a little, but so what! Soon she would be discarding the training bra for the real thing. But she could wait. Growing up took time. And once one finally did grow up, all one could do after that was grow old. And that was something to which Shirley was definitely not looking forward.

The bus let her off at the right stop, and, swinging her weekend bag, she approached Miss Wagner's house. It was noon, but the house seemed closed. All the shades were down, and no one was about, outside.

Miss Wagner had told her to walk right in when she got there, so Shirley opened the door and entered. Shutting the door behind her, she went to the huge bedroom she would be sharing with Miss Wagner, and there, removed all her clothing. On the bed was a thin, gossamer negligee. It was a see-through negligee, and Shirley felt delightfully wicked, putting it on.

Then she went to the basement stairs, and barefooted, went downstairs. The huge basement was much larger than Billy Kapp's, and at the far end, in the darkness, was a movie screen. And on the movie screen, in rich, vibrant color, Shirley could see herself and Miss Wagner, and Billy Kapp. While Shirley and Billy had been originally fucking, Clare Wagner had been busy setting up a movie camera, herself. And then, with it being automatically run, Clare had stepped into the picture herself. What she and Shirley had done to Billy Kapp was enough to make the eyeballs pop on any man.

"Ah, at last," Clare said, stopping the projector and turning on the lights.

Shirley blinked, then looked at the two men sitting on the side of the room. Both were either in their late thirties or early forties, and both had strong, slender, virile bodies. They were wearing full length bathrobes. And from the tenting in front of each robe, it was obvious to Shirley, the sight of Miss Wagner and herself, totally naked, had aroused the two men.

"Shirley," Clare Wagner said to the young girl, "I want you to meet Bob and Steve. Bob's the friend I mentioned to you. And Steve is his friend. And after watching you in the film, both men have decided they would love to try you out, if you're willing."

"I'd love it," Shirley smiled as Clare Wagner removed her own diaphanous robe, revealing her beautiful body.

"I was sure you would," Clare smiled, and Shirley then opened her own robe, enjoying the stares of the two adult men.

Boy, this was going to be one helluva weekend, and there were so many more to follow. And as the men removed their robes, Shirley stared at their huge cocks, and knew this was really going to be some weekend. Wow!