In the not-too-distant future a law will be passed. I do not really
know all the particular or exactly why the law makers did this, but do any
of us really recognize why politicians do anything ? To be perfectly reliable I do
not really care why they did it, because, to make a long story brusk, the
issue of the pass of this law has completely eliminated the ` age of
consent'and has made all minor pornography legal. It did not take long
after this law was passed for ` kiddy smut'to move out of basement and
warehouses and become professionally produced at Hollywood studios. The
worker and actresses who perform in the films made at these studio apartment have
become big wiz. It is an concern new domain I live in, but if you
enjoyed these types of stuff like I do, you would love it as much as
me.



It had been one of those Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. You know the ones I am talking about.
All you want is for it to be over, but it just draw on and on and on. It
did assist that it was Friday, and the end of a foresightful week working in the
steel mill. When the clock on the rampart finally struck 5:00 and my day was
finally over I was very delight. I hopped into my pulsation up old Chevy and
drove to my midget run down house. The kickoff affair I noticed upon opening my
front door and stepping inside was the bright red light blinking on my
answering car. I set down my piece of work bag and crossed the room to the
mesa where my phone sat. I was just about to tug the release to act as back
my waiting substance, but decided to check the company I.D. first. I picked
up the cordless headphone and scanned through my lose calls. They were
mostly all 800 figure. `` neb collector '', I thought. Then I noticed one
more missed phone call. This one was from Erin. Erin and I had been seeing each
other for a couplet month now. She was a sweet little piece of ass. She
was in her former 20 's, but looked much new, just the way I liked them.
My brain flashed back to our last date the week before. The farthest I had
ever gotten with her was the heavy snuggling we did sitting on my lounge that
night. With promise of my message being from her, and the possibility of
picking up where we left off, I pushed the play button on the machine.
showtime I got very activated, and then my substance sank.

`` Hey Joe, it 's Erin. Did n't want to do this on the phone, but oh well.
It 's over. Bye '' was all that the substance said. `` Fucking rattling, '' I said
out loud, knowing there was no one around to hear me. Suddenly the headphone
began to ring in my hand. It startled me for a moment and I push the talk
push button to answer the call without thinking. I placed the phone to me ear
and said `` Hello '' quite a bit gimcrack than I should have. The small voice
that came through the other end of the phone sounded a bit scared, but said
'' Umm hello sir. This is Wendy with gravity national money box. We are calling
to see if you received the statement in your mail tod- '' Click. I was in no
mood to talk to another card gatherer today. Charles Herbert Best to just hang up before
I went off on the poor girl, I thought. Her mentioning mail, though, did
remind me I should probably check to see what broadsheet I received that day. I
went and opened my mail box, and pulled the hatful of subject out. Mostly
broadsheet, just as I assumed. But then I noticed the software package at the merchant ship of
the stack. It was a rectangular shaped box, wrapped in embrown paper. I
instantly knew what it was. How could I have forgotten about it ? I
immediately got excited.

`` well things are starting to look up, '' I said once again to no one. I
threw the rest of the mail on my coffee tree table and ripped the report from the
software. Inside was a DVD case. It put a smile on my side as I studied
the cover.

`` Girls Next doorway '' was an clean-handed enough deed, I thought to myself.
But the picture below it is what revealed what this movie was really about.
The man on the depart incline looking over his fence into his neighbor 's back
railway yard could have been harmless enough, until you see the lady friend sunbathing
naked beside her syndicate, all of 14 years old, that he is starring at. I
could not blame the guy though, the fille was absolutely beautiful.

I quickly pulled open the case, removed the disk, and popped it into my
DVD player. I took my situation on the couch, and unzipped my pants. I then
pushed turn on my remote control and the first conniption of the film began to play.

This first vista featured the characters from the cover of the DVD box.
The picture opened with the young female child stripping off her already skimpy
Bikini and beginning to rub tanning oil over her body, especially on her
budding breasts. I was instantly hard. I pulled my prick out of my pants
and began to slowly stroke it. As the scene on my television screen
continued, the Whitney Young young woman had finished rubbing oil on herself, and was
laying on her chair on her back. She was wearing sunglasses and zero
else, and her legs were slightly spread. The camera was giving the viewer
a great position at the girl 's bare twat between her thighs. The viewer was
not the only one with a with child view though. The young daughter 's neighbor was
watching her from over the fence that separated their G. The man was
about my age, in his 30 's, and was also stroking his cock, much like me.

The man began moaning a bit too loudly though, and the Lester Willis Young daughter
realized he was there. Instead of freaking out on the man, she got excite
and invited the man over. Soon the man and his Young neighbour were fucking
on her chairwoman next to the pool. Just as the man was pulling his slippery
cock out of the girl 's tight muddle and shooting his load over her perky,
budding tits, I too burgeon forth my encumbrance over my own chest.

Before the next setting of the motion picture could start I stopped the DVD. I
needed to get myself cleaned up a little after my day at oeuvre, and I was
also pretty thirsty. So I went and got a quick shower bath. I threw on a pair
of gym shortstop and a t-shirt and walked to the kitchen to fix something to
eat. I was very stir about the rest period of the eve would bring, so I
tried to quickly scarf down my solid food, but I was only about half done with my
sandwich when I started to get hard. Just thinking about the scene I had
already watched, and imagining the shot still to total was getting me very
hot.

After finishing my solid food, I went back into the aliveness room and machinate
myself to catch the rest of the film. I carried a towel with me and sat
down on the couch, prepare for a nice long evening. I pushed looseness on the
remote and the second scene started.

It was several hours, and numerous jack offs, later when the movie
ultimately came to its end. It was by far one of the nifty movies I had
seen, and I had seen quite a few from this fussy studio. I knew
images from this film would be dancing through my capitulum for a long time to
cum, but it was getting late and the exercising weight of the day was starting to
wardrobe upon me. I got up off the lounge and went to withdraw the DVD out of the
thespian. When I opened the font to snatch up the disk back into its stead, I
noticed there was a piece of newspaper slid behind the clips on the inside of
the natural covering. I did not pay any aid to it, however. I was very tired
and just shut the case, set it on the table, and went to bed.

I was very happy the following day was Saturday. I needed a day to just
sit around and do goose egg. All through the dark and into that morning,
one particular scene from my new movie kept going through my top dog. This
special setting was the cause I choose the picture to order in the initiatory
home. After watching all the scene on the DVD it was by far the ripe. It
was the scene that featured Quinn.

It had been years since I discovered the society and the picture they
produced, but from that very commencement picture I feel in love with the little
virtuoso named Quinn. She was around 10 or 11 year old then, and had grown
into an absolutely beautiful 13 or 14 yr old now. Quinn had light brown
hair with blonde streaks that hung down a little past her shoulders. She
was thin and fit and had long slender legs and the nicest small budding
knocker. Quinn had the most endearing face with her slightly up turned nose
and full, pouty backtalk. It was Quinn 's middle, though, that I feel for. The
way she would see into the television camera with those cool gray sparkly eye made
it sense as though she was looking right at me and it was me that she was
making have intercourse to.

And that is exactly what I imagined, or what I intended to. I got
myself out of bed and went directly to my living room on a missionary post to put
my new moving-picture show in and watch the shot featuring Quinn while I jacked off
imagining it was me she was with. I may have been a bit too eager though,
because as I pulled open the grammatical case with much to a greater extent force than required the
case fell from my men and the contents spilled out. I bent to pick up
the case and the disk, and only then did I notice the mooring of paper which
had also been in the case all along.

I picked up the paper and turned it over, looking for the first prison term at
the image on the front. I nearly exploded in my pants at the deal.
There, looking back at me, with those eyes that looked directly into me,
was the object of my tenderness, Quinn. The prototype was incredibly erotic,
while not even being nude. The beat Quinn had, along with the apparel she
wore, would have given anyone a charge. It took a with child deal of will
mogul, but I did finally root for my centering away from the image to read the
newspaper headline at the top of the page.

`` Win a engagement with Quinn ! ! '' it read.

I nearly fainted.

I could not believe what I had just read. In fact I had to register it
three more clock time to gain sure enough I really understood it correctly. I read the
intact circuit board. It seemed all I had to do was fill out my personal
info on the bottom half and chain armor it back to the studio. It was a
'' luck of the draw '' sort of thing. I knew that if it was based on luck, I
really had no fortune, based on the hazard I had recently, but I wasted
absolutely no time. I immediately filled out the bill, threw it in an
envelope and put it in my ring armour box. I raised the red flag on the mighty
side of the box to bespeak to the mail newsboy I had outgoing mail.

My brain was racing with the dreams and phantasy of what a day of the month with
Quinn would be. I knew it was a one in a million snap, so I knew it would
probably never come about, but it would not hurt anything to opine would it ?
I popped the disk back into my DVD player and went directly to the scene
featuring Quinn, and imagined I was the guy she was making love to with a
renewed dynamism, knowing there was a very slight, but still possible chance
that one day it really COULD be me.

The scene with Quinn opened with her walking a belittled dog through a park.
The camera continually changed, giving us many views of her from all face,
allowing the spectator to get corking horizon of her face, body, legs, and of
class her fantastic butt. Quinn is wearing a army tank top and very light,
very tight underdrawers. We then see a man jog by Quinn going the opposite
focusing. As he passes her, the man can not help looking at her. As he
offer, he turns and looks at her from behind. The man stops running, then
as Quinn continues to walk and gets farther away, the man begins running in
her counseling. Soon the man catches up to Quinn. He appears to want to
say something to her, but stops himself and lead by her.

The man gets a few yards in front of Quinn when we hear her Begin to
outcry for him. He turns and we see her dog has somehow gotten away and
running toward him. Quinn is yelling, asking him to catch her dog. The
dog runs up to the man who grabs the dogs terzetto and holds it till Quinn
comes running up. Quinn thanks the man with a scintillation in her eye. Quinn
and the man begin to chat. Needless to say one thing led to another, and
before long Quinn and the man are on a blanket together naked. As the man
driving force himself in and out of Quinn 's sexy naked body I could not help but
retrieve, `` what happened to the dog ? '' Then I realized what a goosey thought
that was as I was stroking myself, imagining being with Quinn myself.

As the mas in the video pulled his stopcock out of Quinn and began to scoot
his cum onto her sweet young face, I too began to cum, squirting my seminal fluid
onto my towel. `` One day, '' I said to myself, `` one day that 'll be me, my
dear Quinn. ``

***

Weeks had gone by since the weekend I first received the video recording and sent
out my entree soma for the contest. During that time, things had gone from
bad to worse. Work was terrible, and my love sprightliness was non-existent. I
still watched my video over and over again. I had just about every mo
of it memorized, and of track the conniption with Quinn was still my favorite.
I had, however, just about forgotten all about the contest.

Then one day, when I was feeling especially down on my luck, I came home
from work to several new letters and subject matter from creditors wanting money.
It seriously upset me, but it was not anything new. I got myself cleaned
up, and was just getting gear up to fix myself something for another lonesome
dinner.

Suddenly, my door rang. My immediate mentation was that coming to my door
was a new tactic for the creditors. I went and looked out of the window in
my front doorway, to see who was knocking. To say I was shocked by what I saw
would have been a immense understatement. I nearly fainted. I think I had a
mild heart attempt. I quickly threw open the room access, and standing there in
front of me was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen.

Quinn stood there with a extensive smile on her face. She was wearing a
short skirt and a release up garden pink blouse. As our optic met, she looked at me
with those wonderful eyes, just like I had seen her do in several videos
and photo. Only now, she was ACUTALLY looking at me for the first time.


I was speechless, but like music to my spike, Quinn spoke to me.

`` Hi ! '' she said, sounding very mad. `` Are you Joseph Rand ?

`` Yeah, I is, I mean Yes I am, I 'm Joe, '' I stumbled all over my own words
trying to reply her.

`` fountainhead, congratulations ! '' Quinn said, `` You 've won a date with me ! '' She
extended her manus to me. I took it and stir her handwriting, making genuine skin
to skin contact lens with the girl I had fantasized about more times than I
could remember.

Suddenly, two men dressed in business attire walked up behind Quinn.
Maybe they had been there the solid time and I was blind to everything
except Quinn, or maybe they had just arrived on the panorama, but this was the
get-go clock time I noticed them. They introduced themselves as a producer for
the party, and Quinn 's handler. It was hard to root for my aid
away from Quinn, but I finally did and invited them all into my sign of the zodiac so we
could talk.

I offered them all drunkenness. The two adult men politely said no, but
Quinn said yes, asking for a drinking glass of milk, `` Chocolate if you have it, '' she
added. Thankfully I had a impuissance for ice cream, and kept a ready supply
of chocolate syrup in the household. I went to fetch my future date 's drink
and brought it to her in the living room. I was walking on cloud 9, the
spyglass was shaking in my manus as I handed it to her. I could not trust
this was actually happening.

The four of us sat in my living room. Quinn sat on my couch along with
her coach. The producer sat on a chair next to the lounge while I took
the electric chair opposite the couch. I could not contract my eyes off Quinn, even as
the men began to talk.

`` Okay, Mr. Rand, '' the producer began `` as Quinn said, you are the
golden success of our 'Win a Date'contest. And as such you entitled to contain
Quinn here on a date. ``

I was so charge I could hardly moderate myself. I still found it hard
to take my oculus off the little holy person sitting across from me. Quinn sat in
a playful mode, leaning back with her leg uncrossed, but close enough
together to not allow me to see up her cute small skirt. I know I had
seen up that chick various clip on film, but I desperately wanted to see
it with my own eyes. Quinn was looking all around my house, taking
everything in. She looked to the men as they talked, and occasionally our
eyes met. When my eyes met Quinn 's she would give me the most beautiful
smile I had ever seen.

The manufacturer continued, `` So the specific have been set up for the date,
Quinn will arrive here this Saturday at 7:00 pm. The two of you will be
taken to dinner, then to a club for some dancing. ``

Then the manager began talking, `` This appointment, Mr. Reeves, Joe if I may,
is specifically dinner and dancing, NOTHING Sir Thomas More, unless initiated by
Quinn. ``

`` And there will be one camera man to espouse you throughout the night,
and others stationed at each full point of the nighttime to moving-picture show '' the producer added.


This net statement caught me by surprise, and drew my attention away
from Quinn for the first time. `` television camera ? '' I asked. `` Film ? flick what ? ``

The two men looked at each other a bit garbled. Then the manufacturer
said, looking back at me, `` To picture show the appointment. You did realize the date was
to be filmed, did you not ? ``

`` Well I, um, no I guess I did n't '' I said.

`` So you did n't read the full term on the spinal column of the entryway course ? '' asked the
manager.

`` Um no '' I said, realizing I had gotten so excited by the entry form, I
did not claim the time to read all of the rules in tiny type on the spinal column of
the card.

`` So is filming the engagement a problem ? '' the producer asked.

I was a little at sea as to why they wanted to film the escort, and
honestly a little nervous about it, but I looked back toward Quinn and our
eyes met again. She gave me another smile and I realized that I would do
absolutely anything to pass more time with her. `` No, it 's perfectly
alright to film it, '' I said.

`` okey, near, '' the producer said. `` Now then, if you 'll just sign this
exit agreement. '' He pulled a piece of newspaper publisher from the brief sheath he
carried and handed it to me along with a pen.

I took the detail from the man and looked at them. I began to read, but
then once again, Quinn caught my eye, and that grinning, ohh that grin. I
signed the papers without even reading. I did not know what I was signing,
possibly signing my life away, but it would have been well worth it for a
particular date with this beautiful young girl.

After I signed the newspaper the men got up. Quinn joined them and they
started toward the threshold. I stood up to take the air them to the door. Quinn
handed me her now empty glass. `` Thanks for the milk Joe, '' she said. `` I
ca n't hold off for our day of the month. '' she added, giving me that smile one close clip
that day.

`` Me neither, '' I said. I wanted to say so much Thomas More to her, but I could
not find my words. I felt like a picayune school boy.

They all said their goodbyes, and they went out the door. But then the
manufacturer turned back to me. He pulled an envelope from his coat pocket and
handed it to me. I opened it to receive several large beak inside.

`` Get yourself something nice to wear and get yourself cleaned up, '' he
said.

`` Um thanks, '' I said. I thought I looked okay, and I thought I had gracious
enough clothes, but what the hell did I know ? For a date with Quinn, it
would be worth it. I knew the worst part would be waiting till that
Saturday.

***

It seemed like it took forever, but finally it was Saturday. I woke up
that morning very unquiet. I did not sleep very well the Night before. I
was up all night intellection and dreaming about my day of the month with Quinn. I knew
that it would take forever for 7 o'clock to finally come around. I found
myself not being able-bodied to sit still or focus on anything. I would pace
around the way, then sit and try to watch TV, then be up walking again in
minutes. I felt an itch in the pit of my tum all day that made eating
anything impossible.

Finally at about 5:00 I decided to get gear up. I shower and shaved. I
had the new dress I purchased spread out on my bed. I put on my new
pant and slipped into my new shirt. I buttoned it up and then put on my
new tie. I looked at myself in my mirror. I thought I looked honorable. I
hoped I looked good enough for Quinn and her producers.

getting dressed may not own been the substantially decision, because I was now
even more flighty than before. I felt like I was sweating through my
shirt. I ran into the bathroom to put on more deodourant and maybe some more
body sprayer. Just as I was about to spray I heard a knock.

It was the front door. Quinn was there. She was knocking on my door.
My centre stopped and I froze in place. My ambition were about to come true.

I rushed to the straw man door and pulled it exposed. Quinn stood there, the
adorable sight I had ever seen. She wore a mingy red apparel that was cut
very short. She looked amazing. She smiled at me and said, `` Hi Joe, ready
to go ? '' A photographic camera man stood behind her, filming.

`` Hi Quinn, '' I replied. `` Yes, I 'm ready. '' I stepped out and pull out my
front door closed behind me. But then I remembered. How could I have
forgotten ? I suppose I was just so damn unquiet. I told them I would be
right back, and rushed back into my firm. I returned just a couple
seconds later and presented Quinn with the bouquet of roses I had purchased
for her.

`` Aww thank you, Joe, '' Quinn said. I felt a twinge deep down inside me
every clock time she said my name. It was like euphony to my ears. I could not
believe she was actually here with me, talking directly to me.

Quinn and I walked down my sidewalk toward the curb. In front man of my
theater on the street sat a long fatal limousine. As we approached the
driver appeared and opened the tail end doorway for us. Quinn climbed inside. As
she bent to climb in, I was treated to a wonderful opinion of her keister in
her crocked dress. It was so magical.

I climbed in and joined her in the rearwards seat of the limo. The camera
man joined us, sitting across from us, and continuing to film. I sudden
realized he had been filming the unanimous sentence. Had he filmed me glaring at
Quinn 's butt as she climbed into the limo ? I assume he had, but who could
blame me for looking when there is such a beautiful passel directly in front
of me ? Besides, I was on a date with this female child, of course I found her
attractive, so why should I be embarrassed and try to hide it ?

The driver got into the front of the limo and we began to pull away. It
would not be a terribly long driveway to the eating place where we would be
having our meal, but there was a farseeing enough time that Quinn and I could
talk. I was so nervous, though, that I really did not have it off what to say. I
just sat there for a minute or two. I was looking around the limo and out
the window, and then I turned and looked over at Quinn. She noticed me
turning toward her, and she turned to look at me. I still could not believe
how beautiful she was. She smiled at me.

`` You look absolutely beautiful, '' I told her honestly.

`` Thank you, Joe, '' she replied, `` and thank you for my flowers. They are
lovely. ``

`` You 're welcome, '' I said. I hoped she could not tell how aflutter I was.


`` Is the restaurant good ? '' Quinn asked me as we continued down to road.

`` I 've only been here once, '' I said, `` and that was a little while ago.
It 's a minuscule pricey for me on a regular foundation. I remember it being passably
good, and I hear good thing about it all the time. ``

`` Ohh ok, what kind of food do they make ? '' Quinn asked.

`` Italian, '' I answered, `` mostly pasta and stuff like that. ``

`` Ohh good ! '' Quinn commented, `` I LOVE Italian. ``

Suddenly the limo stopped moving. We had arrived at the eating house,
just when Quinn and I were beginning to open up and hold a conversation.
But we still had dinner party, plus dancing later, so we still had lot of
time. However, as I climbed out of the backbone of the limousine and helped Quinn
out, and she gave me another of those smiles and said `` Thank you, Joe '' I
knew that the measure of time we had would never be enough for me to spend
with her. I just had to make the most of the niggling clock time I did have left.

We entered the restaurant, followed by the camera man. The innkeeper at the
front line greeted us by name, obviously well mindful of our coming. We were led
to a small face way of the eating house which was empty. We were sat at a
tabular array set with candela and the stallion room was lit with low firing,
creating a very wild-eyed aura. On either English of the table sat video
television camera on tri-pods, set to record each of us head on during our meal.

I pulled a chair out for Quinn to sit in, trying to be as gentlemanly as
possible. She thanked me and sat, and I took the electric chair opposite her across
the board. A waiter then appeared, delivering card and filling urine
glasses for the two of us. Quinn and I scanned the bill of fare in silence as I
secretly kicked myself for losing the moments of conversation we began in
the limousine. It seemed we had fallen back into a mode of silence.

`` I think I 'm going to get the ravioli, '' Quinn finally said.

`` I 'm going to stimulate the alfredo, '' I said.

`` Mmmm that sounds thoroughly too, '' Quinn replied. `` Ohh I ca n't make up one's mind. It
all looks so good, '' she added then giggled.

`` well get both, '' I joked.

`` Noo then I 'll look like a pig, '' Quinn laughed. She had such a cute
jape. Of track she did, what was n't cute about her.

`` okay, then I 'll get the alfredo and you can share it with me, '' I said.

`` Mmm good idea ! '' Quinn said.

The waiter came round and took our club, and thankfully my conversation
with Quinn continued. We got to have it off each other, me telling her about my
job and her tattle me about her family. I learned she lived with her
parents whom also worked for the production fellowship. Quinn 's male parent was an
editor and her mother a writer. And I learned that she had grown up around
the ship's company, filming her low gear movie when she was 10. We really did not
public lecture that much about her life history in the moving picture though. It seemed that once
we popped the Cork on our conversation the talking just kept flowing. We
talked about anything and everything. We talked about music and motion picture.
We talked about affair we liked and did not like. We talked about fun
and we even touched on government. The more we talked, the Thomas More I liked
Quinn. I found that as the night went on I started looking at her less and
less as a porno princess, and more as just a unconstipated young woman, like any girl off
the playground.

I was still very nervous during the whole repast though, and I noticed
something a little strange about Quinn 's demeanor as well. I did not experience
her well enough to put my finger on it, but I could tell there was
something she seemed to be holding back from me. That being said, I was
having the prison term of my life.

When dinner finally wound to a close, Quinn and I departed. We climbed
into the backbone of our waiting limo, prepare to continue the date at a night
club across town. We rode in silence for a few moments. I knew it was
bold of me, but I decided to take a hazard. I noticed Quinn 's hand resting
on the work bench seat next to me, and deliberately laid mine on top of it.
Quinn allowed it to sit there for a consequence, but then seemed to realize what
I was doing and pulled her hand away.

`` I 'm dreary, '' I said, feeling like a full idiot.

`` Oh, no, it 's ok, '' Quinn said. `` It 's just ... um ... ''

`` What Quinn ? '' I asked.

`` Nothing, '' Quinn said, turning and looking out her window.

`` No, severalize me, '' I said, resting my hand on her thigh. I knew this was a
once in a life sentence sentence opportunity for me, and I did not want to let it go.
'' Is there something wrongly ? You 've seemed a slight bit off all Nox. ``

`` I do n't make love, '' she said. `` I guess I 'm just queasy. ``

`` You 're nervous ? '' I said. I was a bit bedaze. `` I 'm the one on a particular date
with a beautiful celebrity. I 'm sure you do this sort of thing all the
time. I 'm the one who 's nervous. ``

Quinn turned back toward me and said, `` No, I do n't. ``

`` You do n't what ? '' I asked, our optic meeting.

`` I do n't do this all the time, '' she said bluntly. `` This is my commencement
one. ``

`` Your low gear what ? '' I asked.

`` This is my first date, '' Quinn said, starting look away.

I reached out and placed my hired hand on the side of her human face, pulling it
back toward me, our eyes meeting again. `` I 'm good-for-naught Quinn, '' I said. `` I
just ... I just assumed. ``

`` Everyone does, '' she said, looking sullen. `` That 's why I never meet
anyone. They all assume I 'm either always in a family relationship or that I 'm
too much of a slut to day of the month. ``

`` Oh Quinn, I do n't consider that, '' I tried to severalize her, but I do not think
she was listening.

Quinn continued, `` I 'd just like to meet a normal guy who likes me for
me. ``

`` Quinn, looking, '' I said, `` I 'll admit when this night started I might get
thought those affair, but then I got to know the real Quinn, not the movie
star, and I 'm ... I 'm falling for that young woman, for the fixture girl. ``

`` You 're falling for me ? '' Quinn asked.

`` Yes, I am, '' I replied. `` I 've never felt this way before. '' I leaned
forward, and so did Quinn. We were within inches of each early. I could
feel Quinn 's warmly breath on me, and I 'm sure she could find mine. I
finally took the plunge and our sassing met. We kissed lightly at first, but
then I felt Quinn 's oral cavity undetermined. I opened mine as well, and our tongues
met. We continued to take a crap out in the backbone of the limo until the car finally
stopped in presence of the night club.

We were let out of the limousine and walked toward the strawman room access of the club
hand in hand. There was a fairly farsighted line of hoi polloi standing in forepart of
the club, waiting to get in. Quinn and I, however, were led directly to
the front of the line of business where the bouncer quickly let us slip directly into
the club. I could not avail but remark the face on the faces of some of
the citizenry waiting in bank line as we passed. Each one showed a look of pure
green-eyed monster. I could not help but wonder how many of those facial expression were simply
because we were skipping the personal credit line, and how many were because of beautiful
offspring girl on my arm.

Once inside the social club, I was a little disappointed by the mass of the
music. I knew that this portion of the evening was supposed to be
dedicated to dancing, thus the loud medicine was requisite, but I could not
help but be a little bummed that the conversation with Quinn would be all
but impossible in the club.

We were led through the club toward the dorsum. In the back box of the
club was a VIP arena where a large muscular chucker-out stood at the entrance.
Upon seeing us, he stepped to the side of meat and allowed us to enter. In the VIP
area there was a short couch, and a stylish table. Quinn walked around the
tabular array and sat on the sofa. I followed and sat next to her. The music was
a bit softer in the VIP country, which I was thankful for. Suddenly a
waitress appeared and asked if we would wish boozing. I ordered a rum and
cola, and Quinn ordered a ginger ale.

Quinn and I sat adjacent to each other on the small couch and I put my arm
around her waist. Quinn leaned into me and rested her forefront on my shoulder.
I attempted to plunk up the conversation we were having earlier.

`` I do n't come to these form of stead very often, '' I said.

Quinn lifted her head and looked at me. `` What ? '' she said, obviously not
able to listen me over the noise.

`` Never mind, '' I said. Quinn probably read my mouth more than heard me.
The waitress returned with our swallow and we both took fast sips of our
drinkable. My boozing my very secure, stronger than I had hoped. I did not
want anything to touch on my memory of this evening.

I continued to birth my arm around Quinn 's back and began to displace it up
and down her vertebral column. Quinn looked at me and smiled. Then she slowly began
to lean toward me. I likewise incline toward her, and our brim met again.
We continued kissing the way we had in the back of the limo. I decided
that this was better than talking anyway.

After a minute of two of making out, Quinn broke our kiss and stood up.
She held her hired man out to me and said, or rather mouthed, `` Let 's dance. ``

I took her hand and got to my feet. Quinn continued to sustain my hand and
led me out of the VIP area and onto the dance base. Quinn began moving to
the rhythmic pulsation of the music. I knew that I was by no means a good
social dancer, but I did get laid how to find the beat and move to it, which is
exactly what I did. Quinn continued to dance, and before yearn she was very
close to me, our bodies rubbing together as we danced.

Quinn looked even sexy as she moved her hip to the music, her entire
torso moving to the beat. As I felt her body press against mine, I felt
something else get down to move. For a split second I tried to think of a way
to obscure it, but hiding it would not be possible with the way Quinn pressed
herself against me. That second quickly passed though, and I decided I did
not want to hide my erection from her. I wanted Quinn to finger it, and to
know just how she was making me feel.

I know she felt it. She had to sense it. But if she did, she did not
seem to make a response. She just continued to trip the light fantastic, and press her body
to mine. For my function I had wrapped my implements of war around her and was pulling her
toward me. My handwriting were continually moving while we danced, but I made
sure they found the gentle bender of her coffin nail several times as we danced.

At one point Quinn turned around as we danced and pressed her backward
against me, her butt rubbing up and down my tight dick. It felt amazing.
As we danced in this new position my hands continued to enquire, now on her
forepart. I started with my hands on her side and her rose hip, but soon they
moved around to the front man. I was feeling rather adventurous, getting
caught up in the medicine, and our consistence pressing together, so my handwriting slowly
moved toward her chest. I just barely touched the incline of her perky offspring
breast when the music in the club stopped.

We stopped moving, and Quinn stepped away, our organic structure no longer pressed
against each other. I looked around and noticed there were hardly any
people left in the society. I looked at my watch and realized we had been
dancing for hr. The ball club was closing down for the nighttime. I was
extremely sad, knowing that my nighttime with Quinn was coming to an end.
Quinn and I began moving toward the issue, neither of us saying a watchword. I
was in a surreal piazza, having just had the time of my life story with a girl I
was really falling for, but knowing it was over and I would never see her
again. I thought maybe it was just wishful thought process, but I swear Quinn had
the accurate Saame look on her cheek. We exited the club, our arms wrapped
around each other 's, and the limo was sitting at the kerb in front of the
club. The door to the limousine was opened for us by the driver. Quinn started
to get into the limousine, then suddenly stopped and turned around to face me.
She wrapped her arms around me and clung to my bureau `` Are you ok Quinn ? '' I
asked

`` I do n't require the night to be over, '' Quinn answered. Then she looked up
into my eyes and asked `` Will you come back to my room with me ? '' She looked
up at me with a slightly scared face on her face, almost as though she was
afraid I would say no.

`` I 'd love to Quinn '' I said.

`` REALLY ! ? '' Quinn said, suddenly very excited.

`` Oh yes, '' I replied. `` I do n't want this nighttime to end either. I do n't
ever want this Nox to end. '' And then we kissed. We wrapped our arms
around each other and rubbed our bodies together.

Somehow we made it into the back seat, and somehow the device driver knew to
take us to the hotel Quinn was staying at. But neither of us hump how, we
were too in use kissing the entire time. In fact, I 'm not even sure how we
made it upstairs to her room. The future matter I clearly remember is the
door to the room gap and us stepping inside. We entered and I went to
shut the door behind us, almost shutting it on the camera man. I had
gotten so wrapped up in the date with Quinn I completely forgot we were
being filmed the entire time.

I let the tv camera man in, and shut the doorway behind him. I turned back to
Quinn, and again shut the camera man out of my idea. At that consequence the
only affair that mattered was Quinn and me. I did not care that there was
another person there, and I did not care that the effect of that evening
might eventually be seen by thousands of people.

As I turned back I watched as Quinn stepped out of her skid. She then
walked up to me in her bare animal foot. It was at this moment, now that Quinn
was not standing on her high dog skid, that I realized the height
difference between the two of us. It made me think about the fact that
Quinn was still such a unseasoned, beautiful girl. I was walking on cloud nine
by just being with this grand girl, and things were just getting
started because as Quinn stepped up to me she reached up and gently
loosened my tie, then took it off of me.

My heart felt as if it was about to beat right of my chest of drawers, and my cock
had been raging hard since we walked into the room. Quinn and I looked
into each other optic, not saying a word. After removing my tie and
throwing it to the floor, Quinn began to unbutton the push running down
the front of my shirt. When she finished and my shirt was opened revealing
my bare bureau, Quinn began to run her hands on my bare skin. I was so very
excited for where this was all going.

I was not certain what to do next, but an estimation popped into my head and I
just went with it. I grabbed Quinn, lifting her into my arms. With a yelp
of glee from her I carried her to the bed and laid her down. I then
climbed into the bed following to her, her laying on her back, me on my side.

On the bed the kissing continued. My hands began roaming over Quinn 's
body, and her deal began moving over my bare chest. Her hands felt so
warm and soft against my skin. It was incredible. My hand brushed the
underside of Quinn 's budding tit. Quinn seemed to momentarily immobilise
when I touched her there, and she let out a delicate sigh. I continued roaming
with my hand, but soon returned to her thorax, and this clock time I deliberately
cupped my hand under her breast. I squeezed it gently in my bridge player. Quinn
moaned as I rubber it. She then broke our kiss. She leaned up off of the
bed, and pulled the shoulder strap holding her dress up off her shoulders. It fell
to her waist, and she leaned back onto the bed now topless. Quinn 's
breasts looked amazing, so perky and just the stark size, not to modest,
not too big. Her nipples stood up, puffy and pink. They looked so
delicious. I wasted no clock time, and leaned toward her, taking on of her
breast into my sass. I sucked on it while Quinn moaned and panted. I
used my lingua to riffle her puffy nipple, and sucked her intact mound into
my sass. I used my hand to wreak with her other bosom while I sucked. I
would rub and embrace it, and picture and pinch the mammilla with my fingers.

As Quinn and I began playing I was suddenly aware of the camera man in
the way. I know this was the portion of the eve that the producer
most wanted to catch on cinema, and I had seen enough movie to know how to
location myself and Quinn so the camera could get the skillful views of the
natural process. I was enjoying suckling on Quinn 's vex breasts, but I wanted
more, so I started kissing and licking my way down her body, over her
stomach and to where her apparel still covered the low-pitched half of her body. I
got up on my human knee, and I pulled Quinn 's dress down her body and off her
feet. The first thing I noticed was that Quinn was now completely defenseless,
meaning she had not worn any underwear that evening. I was immediately
sent to another level of sexual fervour I never imagined possible as I
looked at the naked lady friend in bed with me, the girl I always thought was the
most beautiful I had ever seen.

Before I could admire Quinn 's body for too long, and before I could
crawl back to her, Quinn suddenly rolled and got up on her human knee as well.
She crawled toward me, and we kissed again. This prison term, instead of Quinn 's
hands rubbing my chest, her hands went to the waist of my bloomers. She
skillfully undid my belt, and then my bloomers. It amazed me that a miss of
her age was so skilled, but that was not the end of the skill Quinn put on
display that night. Before I knew it I was on my rachis and Quinn was
pulling my pants off of me. My member stood erect, laborious than it had ever
been, and Quinn looked at it impressed. Quinn came to me and wrapped her
soft handwriting around my shaft. She began to stroke it up and down, and at the
same time she looked up into my centre, and once again gave me that smile I
had fallen in love with. Then her smile disappeared as her mouth opened up
and lowered toward my cock. Quinn wrapped her lip around the head of my
penis and began to work the tip. It felt so wonderful. Then she began to
suck, and lower herself farther down my putz. Soon she was bobbing her
head up and down, sucking on my extremely hard cock. It was one of the
greatest sensations of my life history. Quinn was obviously a pro at this action.
Quinn continued to wet-nurse, knowing how to bring me right to the edge and then
stop before I went over. Then suddenly, just when I did not remember I could
take any more, Quinn completely stopped and pulled my cock from her mouth.

I knew it was her tour when she rolled onto her back and bedspread her legs
extensive. She smiled at me again and I began crawling toward her, between her
long beautiful legs. I could get my get-go good look at her entire naked
body and it was the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. She was the
aphrodisiacal woman I had ever seen. I got closer to her waiting bald pussy. I
leaned conclude, and began to kiss her thigh, then above her slit. I was
kissing all around, trying to make to minute last longer. Finally I could
not take it any longer and I kissed her directly on her scratch. I began to
lick and body of work my clapper between her lips. She tasted so dulcet and the
smell alone was intoxicating. I continued to lick up and down Quinn 's
short slit and found her clit. I flicked it with my clapper, making Quinn
moan and yelping. I then went back down and found Quinn 's muddle with my knife
and stuck it in as far as I could. I continued going back and forth
between Quinn 's maw and her clit.

Quinn 's breathing became very ready, and her moaning was reaching higher
volumes. I knew she was close. I decided that two could play her secret plan
though, and just when I thought she was about to culminate I pulled my tongue
out and leaned up. Quinn looked up at me, and for a moment I noticed a
soupcon of wrath, then she changed and smiled at me. Without saying a discussion,
we both knew what was about to happen. I got closer to Quinn, and she
wrapped her arms around me. I positioned my rock knockout putz on her moist
rim and began to push.

Quinn was so tight, soaked than I expected her to be. I pulled back
and pushed several times before I was able to get the intact duration of my
penis inside her. Then I began to bear on in and out of her. Quinn used her
coat of arms and wrapped her legs around me and pulled me toward her with each
thrust. Within the first several thrust of my cock Quinn began to pant
and groan. I knew she was close again and this clock time I let her cum. With
one big knife thrust Quinn let out a yearn yelping and I felt her pussy contract
around my cock. I gave Quinn a consequence to go back, and then I continued to
thrust into her. She felt so unbelievably sound that I knew I would not
hold out much thirster myself. I kept making love to her until I felt my orgasm
building deep within. My apparent motion in and out got slower and more debate
till I knew it was time. With one final thrust I pulled my cock from
Quinn 's vagina and Quinn grabbed it and pointed it toward her thorax. I
began to shoot watercourse of ejaculate, covering Quinn 's pectus and belly.

I fell in a heap future to Quinn and our lips met. We continued to osculate
for a few moments till we both fell to the bed exhausted.

Soon, though, Quinn sat up. I looked at her and she smiled, and then
said the first words either of us had spoken in hours.

`` We should probably get cleaned up, '' Quinn said.

`` Yeah, I guess so, '' I replied, looking at my cum covering her body. We
both went to the lav and Quinn started the cascade flowing. The water
did not take long to warm up, and we both climbed in. I helped Quinn wash drawing
the cum from her skin, and she returned the favor my soaping up my penis.
Having this beautiful young lady run her hands over my manhood, though, caused me
to go hard again.

Without a word of honor, Quinn gave me another smile and I knew what she was
thinking. I lifted Quinn 's leg and pulled her to me. My cock once again
slid inside her smashed pussy, this time with a little more ease. As the
warmly body of water of the shower rained down on top of us I thrust into Quinn 's
tight dead body, this meter not holding back as much as I had the showtime sentence.
Quinn responded by moaning and practically screaming as she came again. I
too was about to cum and commit my cock out of her puss. Quinn suddenly
got to her knees in front of me. I was surprised when Quinn opened her
back talk and took me into her skilled mouth again. I began to tear my cargo,
the low gear couple pip-squeak going into Quinn 's mouth. She then pulled my
penis out and I sprayed more on Quinn 's beautiful young face. Quinn smiled
at me again, this time with my cum dripping from her expression. I hoped the
camera operator, who had followed us into the bathroom got a respectable shot of it,
because it was incredibly sexy.

After washing off again and dressing, Quinn and I went back into the
hotel way. The photographic camera man stopped filming and exclude his camera off.

`` I 'll render you guys a second, '' he said, then added, `` The car will be
waiting to take you home Joe '' then he left the way. For the first time,
Quinn and I were alone together.

Quinn stood in front man of me and wrapped her sleeve around me. I wrapped my
own arms around her, hugging her close to my rapidly beating heart.

`` Do n't forget, '' Quinn said, looking up into my eyes.

`` Believe me, I do not want to, '' I replied, `` but I do n't have much of a
option in the issue. ``

We both knew our Nox had to end, although neither of us wanted it to.
We kissed again. Despite everything inside of my telling me to stick around, I
knew I had to go. I broke our kiss and headed for the door.

As I reached the doorway I turned back to Quinn. She had sat on the edge
of the bed. She sat with her head in her script. I could not leave her
like that. I went back to her and kneeled in forepart of her. I took her
head into my mitt, lifting her eye to meet my own.

`` I do n't know how, and I do n't know when, '' I said, `` but one day we WILL
see each former again. '' I then kissed her lips lightly.

`` Ok, it 's a promise. '' Quinn said, and then smiled at me.

`` Till then, '' I added, `` thank you for the best night of my life. ``

We kissed one last time and I left the room. Although I think I heard
Quinn began to sob as I left, I did not presume turn to attend again, because I
knew I would never leave alone if I did. As I reached the lobby of the hotel I
noticed the producer walking toward me. He stuck out his hand toward me,
and I accepted his hand shake.

`` How 'd it go ? '' he asked.

`` It went expectant, '' I replied.

`` fountainhead we will be reviewing and editing the footage soon. We are hoping
to test the motion-picture show as soon as possible. I 'm not going to insure the
release of the film to market, but we will fix sure as shooting you get a copy either
way. ``

`` Thank you, '' I said. I walked out of the hotel, the cool air of the
nighttime hitting me in the face. The car was indeed waiting in front of the
building for me. I got in and keep out the door. I looked up at the building
as the car pulled away. I wondered if Quinn and my promise to see each
early again someday would add up true or not.





About a month after my amazing date with Quinn things were starting to
go downhill. The company I worked for was slowly laying off more and more
masses, and I was continually in fear for my job and livelihood.

Then one day I returned home from work and found a box sitting on my
door stone's throw. I really could not envisage what it was, as my date with Quinn
was a removed computer memory. I picked the box up and carried it into my mansion. I
grabbed a tongue and quickly cut the tape holding the box closed. I opened
the flapping and inside I found a display case to a DVD. The title at the top of the
parcel read `` Win a engagement With Quinn '' and below the title was a motion picture of
the beautiful Quinn and ... me !

I pulled the subject out of the box, and found there was a piece of paper
under it. I unfolded the paper and found it was a typewrite letter from the
producer. It read, in short, that the film had better than expected
reviews and would go into production immediately.

To say I was excited would hold been an understatement. Without a wait
I ripped open the case and popped the disk into my musician. I then sat back
and watched the entire film twice.

I could not trust how beautiful Quinn was. I thought I looked a
little dorky, especially on our date, but the sex scenes with the two of us
were wizardly. I could remember each touch, each kiss, and each smell just
like it had happened yesterday. I came I do not lie with how many times using
the motion picture to relive my most cherished store. I knew I had been given a
talent that was priceless. I had an opportunity to live over this experience
forever, knowing that I would never again see this beautiful, marvelous
girl, the lovemaking of my life. Or so I thought.



fourth dimension went by and eventually the inevitable occurred. My company folded
and I was unemployed people. I did not know what I was going to do. I was given
a small amount of unemployment pay from the government, but I knew I needed
to find a new job soon or I was going to be out on my ass and quiescency in
my car.

A few days after I lost my job I began getting phone shout from a
outre number that I did not tell apart. I assumed it was a bill accumulator
and ignored the calls. They kept coming though, day after day after day,
and at all time of day of the day and night. Finally I had had enough and
decided to serve the claim. I got quite a surprise.

The vocalization on the former end of the blood was one that I had heard before,
but did not immediately recognize. Suddenly, though, it hit me. It was
the producer, the one who made the film of my date with Quinn. I had
watched the DVD legion fourth dimension over the last few months since I received it
in the mail. Jacking off to that film was the only sex biography I had. I had
not even been on a date with a girl since Quinn. I did not need to date
anyone, but Quinn.

`` What can I do for you ? '' I asked the producer.

`` The cinema we made of you and Quinn is a hit, man ! '' he began. `` Our
bestselling moving picture to date. Reviews are outstanding. Everyone loves the
moving-picture show and especially you in it. ``

It made me feel really gallant. This was the get-go good newsworthiness I had in a
very long time, but I had a feeling he was not just calling to tell me
that. I knew there had to be more that he wanted.

He continued, `` The reviews and comments we received all say that the
passion and chemistry you shared with Quinn was like magic. They all want
to know when we are going to do a follow up to the film. ``

I was suddenly a footling overthrow. A follow up ? That means a sequel. That
means they are going to do another date with Quinn. Why would he cry me
up just to tell me that they were going to film Quinn on a date with some
other guy ?

`` Oh yeah ? '' I said. `` Well I 'm certainly if this one was that big of hit that
another film would do just as dependable. ``

`` right field, '' the producer said, `` and we here at the caller think a studio
shoot would be secure than another emplacement shoot. So when do you think
you will be able to fly out here ? ``

`` What ? '' I asked.

`` You know, man. '' The producer said, laughing. `` Fly out here to the
studio to plastic film the follow up with you and Quinn. ``

I could not believe I did not bring in that is what the producer had
meant. He wanted to burgeon forth another film with Quinn and me together. I
almost jumped up and down. Not only was I going to get to see Quinn again,
but I was going to get to make another film with her.

I told the manufacturer about my employment spot and that timing was no
longer an issue.

`` well then get your ass out here, man ! '' the producer told me. He told
me to get some bags packed and he would arrange for a plane slate to be at
the airport the side by side morning. He said that we would hash out contract and
pay when I got to the studio the future day.

I did not sleep that Night. After packing and making multiple head trip to
the memory to buy matter I thought I would need I watched my film with Quinn
again and again. I could not waitress till the next day when I would get to
see her again. I wondered if she would be as excited to see me as I was
going to be to see her. These were the thoughts that kept me awake. I
knew that I had a hanker flight ahead of me the next day and hoped maybe I
could get some sleep on the plane.

I was wrong. I was even more sex as the planing machine soared through the
air. There were several people on the crowded carpenter's plane, and a few not to bad
looking girls, but none of them could compare to my Quinn. She was the
only girl I wanted to see.

As the plane touched down and I got off I went to retrieve my luggage
then went to find my drive. The producer had told me a car and driver would
be waiting for me. In the back of my psyche I was hoping Quinn would be
there waiting for me, but she was not. The alone individual waiting was a
chubby older looking man holding a sign that had my name written on it. He
helped me with my bag, and he began to drive me toward the studio apartment. We
began to give a discussion as I rode along.

He told me that I would be staying at the residential rooms at the
studio. At foremost I was a little put off by this, but then he added that
they were nicer than any hotel I could appease at and that most of the thespian
lived in the suites.

After a little more low lecture, the device driver brought up the guinea pig I
believe he had wanted to talk about since we first met.

`` I just wanted to severalize you how much I enjoyed ` Win a Date'. That is one
hot film. '' He said.

`` Umm thanks '' I said.

`` That Quinn, she is one sexy lilliputian gal '' he continued.

`` I know she is '' I answered. He continued to ask me interrogative about
Quinn, about how she tasted and about how it felt to fuck her. I tried to
answer all of his doubt, but as he talked about her I kept getting to a greater extent
and more mad about seeing her. I also felt like this guy was a bit of
a creep, so I could not hold off to get to the studio.

Finally we drove through the front gates of the studio compound. It was
massive. It was a huge, sprawling campus. The driver stopped for a moment
to gibe in at the gate and then continued toward one of the numerous
building. We pulled up and stopped in straw man of a building that appeared to
be offices. The driver told me to go inside and he would take my bags to
my suite.

I got out of the car and walked in the front door of the office
construction. I was greeted by a writing table sitting at a large desk. She was
speaking on a phone, so I waited cashbox she was finished. She was young and
attractive. She appeared to be about 20 to 25 years old.

After she completed her call and hung up the sound she smiled at me and
welcomed me to the studio. It made me feel good to screw that she
recognized me and knew exactly why I was there. She told me to continue
into the function where the manufacturer was waiting for me.

I greeted the producer and we sat down to talk. After about an hour or
more of discussion I had signed a contract bridge to star in a new pic. I was to
be paid a very sizable sum for the film. We talked at length about the
possibility of future films, which we agreed would be considered based upon
the final result of this new cinema, and we also spent a great deal of time
talking about me receiving a fate of the sale of the film.

After finally coming to a deal, the producer told me he would take me on
a tour of the facility. I was taken to see several studio apartment, editing
offices, product and distribution facilities, and other offices. The
manufacturer, though, saved the best for finis. We entered a soundstage where
the producer told me filming was currently taking place. He told me to be
placid to not break the production.

We walked toward where the production was taking place and I was
completely taken off guard. The stage was set up to look like a young
little girl 's bedroom. Sitting on the border of the bed was a young woman who appeared to
be about 18 or 19 age old. Lying face down on the bed was a Lester Willis Young girl.
She had sluttish brown fuzz, but I could not see her face. The onetime girl was
talking.

`` It 's ok '' she said. `` There will be other male child. What happened anyhow ? ``

The young fille responded without lifting her head. `` He wanted to have
sex, but I have n't done anything and I was scared. ``

`` Well that 's a lightheaded grounds '' The older fille responded, now rubbing the
unseasoned girl on the vertebral column. `` You just need to consume soul teach you what to
do and then he will want you back, confidence me. ``

`` Yeah, who am I going to find to teach me ? '' the Danton True Young girl asked.

`` Umm maybe person who has taught you luck of thing already like
cheering and saltation '' the older missy said, now touching the Danton True Young daughter
butt.

Suddenly the Thomas Young girl partially rolled over and looked at the older
female child. My affectionateness stopped beating. It was Quinn. I could not believe my
eyes. As I watched the view continued and Quinn and the older girl began
to have sex. As I watched the lady friend started kissing. Soon the senior girl
had Quinn 's shirt off and was sucking on her Pres Young breasts.

I was immediately hard. The scene continued, though, and soon the elder
little girl was also topless while Quinn was completely raw. The erstwhile female child
started licking Quinn 's pussy while Quinn was in intense pleasure. I
wanted very badly to join in or at least drop-off my knickers and jot myself as
I watched this incredible scene, but I knew all I could do was stand there.


The scene concluded with the honest-to-god girl pulling a small vibrator from
her purse and first teaching Quinn to suck it and finally fuck her with it.
After the one-time missy made Quinn cum a few times the conductor called ` CUT'
and the setting ended. Several leg helping hand walked onto the set, and both
girls were handed robe to put on. Another stage bridge player took the vibrator to
clean in. The director told everyone to take 5 and come back to reshoot
from unlike angles. I did not get laid what to do. Should I go up to
Quinn ? Would she see me ? For various seconds Quinn talked and laughed with
a few people. I thought at one point she looked and saw me, but just went
on with her conversation. I guessed she did not handle that I was there.

The producer told me he would be proper back and walked over to the
film director. They talked for a few moments and then he walked over to Quinn.
He talked for a here and now then pointed toward me. Suddenly Quinn 's face lit
up and she got a huge smile. She ran toward me and my heart began pounding
like a gob hammer. Quinn ran up to me and jumped into my arms. I wrapped
my arms around her and gyrate her around. I set her back to the primer, but
kept her wrapped close to me. We kissed, passionately, our glossa
wrapping around each other.

`` I can not believe you are here ! '' she said when our buss finally broke.
'' What are you doing here ? ``

`` They did n't tell you ? '' I asked.

`` No, no one told me anything '' she said.

`` Oh, well then I 'm glad I get to be the one to tell you '' I began.
'' Since our film did so well they brought me here to do another movie with
you. ``

`` So we get to do another moving-picture show ? ! '' Quinn asked, very excited.

`` We sure do '' I answered. Quinn practically squealed with delight and we
hugged and kissed again.

The director called everyone to their space to shoot another take of
the conniption. I did not want to let Quinn go, but I knew I had to. I let go
and Quinn grabbed my manus. She began dragging me toward the set.

`` Come on, I want you to meet someone '' she said. I let her take out me
toward the bed.

`` Hanna, '' she said to the older female child from the scene who was sitting in
her spot on the bed `` I want you to meet my young man Joe. '' boyfriend ? Did
she just say fellow ? I thought I was about to faint. She just called
me her boyfriend. Then Quinn continued. `` Joe, this is Hanna. She 's like
my big sister and just Quaker. She 's taught me everything I know about
this business. ``

Hanna stood up from the bed and escape from my bridge player. `` Nice to see you Joe ''
she said, but then she turned to Quinn and said `` You need to get dressed,
they want to tear again. ``

`` Oops ! '' Quinn said and rushed off to get dressed.

Then Hanna turned back to me and said `` I love that little girl, you hurt
her and I 'll bolt down you. ``

I really was not sure if she was serious or not, but I knew exactly how
she felt. `` I love that little girl too '' I said. `` So you do n't bear anything to
worry about. ``

`` Do you ? '' Hanna asked, looking deep into my eyes.

`` I do '' I answered trying my hardest to make Hanna believe me.

`` Good ! '' Hanna said, hugging me. Quinn came back wearing her press
for the scene. I thought it was funny that she had to put the clothes back
on just for Hanna to take aim them back off again. I wondered how many times
those Saami dress would go on and come back off before they were done. I
realized that my one shoot would be starting soon and I would find out just
how many times.

Quinn came up to me and hugged me again. `` I have to go back to work
now, but I will see you later, ok ? '' she asked.

`` I would love that '' I said. I stepped back to allow them to movie again.
When I was clear of the phase and the girls were in their situation the
film director called action and the scene started again. I watched for a piece
and soon Quinn and Hanna were having sex again.

After a few minutes the producer came up to me and said `` Why do n't we
let them stop. I 'm sure enough you 're worn out after the dayspring you 've had.
I 'll direct you to your place and you can rest for a while. ``

I reluctantly left with the producer. I had just finally gotten to see
Quinn again after all this time, and I did not want to walk away again so
soon. I knew, though, that I would get to see a lot more than of her now, and
that cognition allowed me to continue on to my suite.

The producer took me across the compound to a large building that looked
like a hotel. He told me that many of the thespian and other faculty lived in
these case. I would be living in a medium sized room on the moment base,
the rent for which would arrive out of my pay. He took me to my room access,
unlocked it, and handed me the key. I thanked the manufacturer for the tour of duty
and for the opportunity. The suite of rooms was nice. It was larger than
my flat back home with much nicer furniture.

`` The playscript for the film is on the coffee table in the den '' the manufacturer
said and made his way toward the door to leave.

`` Who ... um ... who else lives here ? '' I asked him.

`` Well on this base a duet of sound techs and production staff. Most
of the role player who live in the building are on the upper floors, but I know
what you really want to have intercourse and yes she does live here. ``

`` She does ? '' I said, trying to obliterate my hullabaloo. I could not believe
that I lived in the same building as Quinn.

`` Yes, she lives on the top floor, '' he answered, and then after a pause
added `` with her parents. ``

I was a bit taken aback by his final scuttlebutt. I had never really
thought about Quinn 's parents. She is only 13 I thought to myself so it
does ready horse sense that she does not live alone.

The manufacturer left me with my opinion and the script for me to read.
After exploring my suite for several hour I settled down in the ` den'as
the producer called in and flipped the television set on. I was in no humour
to find out TV though.

I kept thinking about Quinn. I could not believe I was here. I could
not believe that she was going to be living just a few floors above me in
the same edifice. I could not believe that just a little bit ago she
called me her beau. And I could not believe that soon I would be able
to make love to her again. This last thought reminded me about the script.
I picked it up off the table. The deed of conveyance on the cover read `` playground ball
Slumber Party ''. I opened the maiden Sir Frederick Handley Page and read down the list of
fiber names and the doer who would portray them. I noticed my
characters public figure was double-decker broadside and I found Quinn 's name future to a fiber
named Mackenna. I began reading through the playscript. As I expected, this
being a adult picture, there was very little dialog and a lot of
description of sex acts.

The story of the motion picture was rather simple. I was to play the autobus of a
young girls'softball squad, Quinn the star player. The day after we win
the conference patronage I invite the team to my home for a pool party and
sleep over to celebrate our victory. Throughout the film there are several
sex scenes with various different people. There is a conniption with one of the
assistant tutor and a player and the player 's mother, a panorama with the
founding father of another young lady and a musician, and of course several tantrum with the
teammates playing together both on and off the playing area. I read the entire
script and other than my various speech production office I could not bump myself in
any of the sex prospect. Finally, as I neared the end of the script, I found
what I had been waiting for. At the very end of the film there was to be a
setting when, at the slumber party at my house and while the rest of the team
had an orgy in the living way, I would take Quinn, the genius histrion, to my
chamber for a reward for her MVP season.

I read the entire script twice. It seemed very effective. I know it would
make for a very hot and erotic moving-picture show. I could not wait to film my prospect
with Quinn, but deep down I hoped I did not have to wait for filming to be
with Quinn again.

***

After a few hr sitting around my suite I was starting to get bored. I
considered going out and exploring the chemical compound myself. I knew there was a
recreational construction nearby and thought maybe I would take the air there and
possibly see something to eat.

I left my room and then out the nominal head room access of the construction. As I turned
to take the air toward the rec. construction I noticed two people coming toward me.
One was a man around my age, and the other was a immature girl. The man I
did not recognize, but I had watched enough films made by this company to
agnise the girl the minute I saw her. She had been in numerous picture
over the years, most of with I greatly enjoyed. She was a little bit honest-to-god
now, around 16 or 17, but still looked incredibly sexy. She had an Asian
background and a slim youthful looking consistency. As I approached this couple
my eyes were glued to the young woman and she smiled at me as we got close. My
gaze was pulled away though when the man began to verbalize to me.

As we got close the man held out his hand to me and said `` Hey, you 're
Joe ai n't ya ? ``

`` Yes '' I replied and shook his hand. He had a strong grip, but a
friendly smile.

`` I 'm Chris, '' he continued. `` Me and the misses here are your neighbour,
we live following room access to ya. '' I was a bit taken aback when he referred to his
beautiful Lester Willis Young star topology as his wife. But I did not have time to count this
because Chris continued. `` I 'm a sound mixer here at the studio, and I 'm
sure you know Kimmi here from her motion-picture show. ``

`` Um yes, '' I replied. I was not for sure if acknowledging I had recognized
his wife in several adult celluloid was appropriate, but he was the one
who brought it up. `` I 've seen her once or twice '' I continued. Kimmi
smiled at me and I smiled back.

Chris continued, however. `` Ya have sex, we absolutely loved yer film with
Quinn. It was super hot. '' I suddenly realized that I was not the only one
who had been seen in the moving picture. It made me feel a bit energise knowing
that Kimmi had seen me in the same way I had seen her.

`` I 'm glad you both liked it '' I said. I tried to put More vehemence on
the word both and I made eye link with Kimmi as I said it. I do not
know exactly what I intended, but I had an impulse deep down to find out from
Kimmi 's own lip what she thought.

Finally Kimmi spoke for the first meter. `` Yeah, it was really excite
how you and Quinn really seemed to be into each other '' she said. My heart
was pounding quickly as I heard this sexy Edward Young girl tell me she enjoyed
watching me have sex.

Before Kimmi and I could continue, though, Chris started talking again.
'' We ca n't expect till you and Quinn do yer side by side film. In fact I 'm going to
be doing the sound for it. ``

`` That 's great '' I said, trying to go aroused even though I was really
not that ingrain. I honestly hoped to see Sir Thomas More of Chris 's wife than of
him, but at the instant there was only one girl I wanted to see and the
conversation I was having with Chris and Kimmi reminded me of her. `` Let me
ask you cat something, '' I said. `` I was told Quinn lives in the building,
and I was just wondering if you see her out and about a lot ? I was hoping
to catch up with her soon. ``

Chris and Kimmi looked at each other and both gave a sort of shrug.
'' Well actually, '' Chris said, `` not really. She kinda does n't go out much. ``

`` Yeah, she pretty much halt in her rooms, unless she 's filming that is ''
Kimmi said, then added `` So I guess if you want to see her you should try to
trance her on set. ``

I now had a new destination. I made quick goodbyes to Chris and Kimmi
and turned toward the studio where I had seen Quinn filming earlier. When
I arrived I saw no one around. I entered the building and found most of
lights turned off and not a single someone anywhere. I had missed her. I was
suddenly feeling very down. As I walked across the desolate studio apartment I
noticed the set was still dressed as the bedroom used in the scene I had
watched being filmed earlier. I approached the bed and sat on the boundary of
it. I fell back. I knew I would eventually see Quinn at some gunpoint, but
knowing I was so approximate to her, in the same spot where she had been just a
few short hours ago made me want to see her and hold her and be with her
right that moment. Now that I was in this place I did not need a day to go
by that I did not see her. I felt like she was right there with me. I
could almost smell her. But then I realized that I actually could reek
her. She had been on this very bed not long ago having sex. She had
obviously leaked onto the bed and I could smell her succus on it. I
thought to myself that it smelled good enough to eat, but the thought process of
eating made me pull in how athirst I was. I got up from the bed and left
the studio. I walked to the recreational edifice and got a quick raciness to
eat. There were several other people around, but I paid them no attention.
After a lonely meal I walked back to my suite.

I approached my door and pulled my key from my pocket. As I slid the
key into the ringlet and turned I realized the door was not locked. I ran my
mind back to when I had left earlier that day. I realized that I had
completely forgotten to lock the door when I left. `` Oh well '' I said out
loud and opened the door.

As the doorway opened I was suddenly aware that several luminosity in the cortege
were on. I knew I left without locking the door, but I had left well
before night fall and had not turned any of the Christ Within on. Were the lights
on some sort of a timekeeper ? Or had someone entered my room while I was out ?
I thought it was just my luck that mortal would burglarize me on my offset
day.

I cautiously entered into my living room. I walked slowly, looking
around to see if there was anyone in my retinue. To my surprise there was
someone in my support way, sitting on my couch. As she heard me come in in
she stood up. We stood there for respective moment just looking at each
other.

Finally Quinn said `` Hi. ``

`` Hey '' I responded.

That was the but speech we spoke that night. We rushed into each
other 's arms and began to osculate. I lifted Quinn into my weapon system and spun her
around as our sassing and tongues met and swirled around each former. I could
not believe she was here. I could not believe she was in my room and in my
munition. I did not experience what this meant. I did not know what was going to
happen or where we were going from here. All I knew was she was in my weaponry
and I was not going to let her go.

I carried Quinn to my bedroom and laid her down on the bed. I took a
moment to look at her. She looked amazing. She was dressed in a pair of
short cut-off jean drawers and a white jersey. I found it incredible that
she could look so aphrodisiacal in something so simple-minded. However, as capital as she
looked in her clothes, I wanted to see her out of them.

I quickly pulled my own shirt off over my head, and then did the Saame to
Quinn. We were both breathing very heavily. I climbed onto the bed with
Quinn, now topless, and began to kiss her. I started kissing her bare left
berm and then upward to her neck opening. Quinn developed goose bumps all over
her body and shivered slightly as my lips and tongue teased her flesh. I
kissed down her cervix to her breast and began to kiss and suck on her
nipples, first one and then the other. Quinn was moaning while I did this
and was running her digit through the hair's-breadth on the spinal column of my head.

As I continued to imbibe on Quinn 's breasts my mitt fell to her waist and
I undid the clit and zipper on her shorts. I leaned up and began pulling
her short circuit off of her legs. Quinn was wearing a pair of cute cotton
panty with rainbows on the crotch. It sent a thrill through my torso
seeing them and realizing how adolescent Quinn still was. She was so
beautiful, so aphrodisiac, and so Loretta Young. She was absolutely perfect.

I pulled Quinn 's cunning step-in from her and wasted no time diving in and
kissing her sugared barefaced vagina lips. Quinn 's fingers returned to the back
of my straits and her moaning continued as my tongue worked its way into her
love canal.

Soon, though, Quinn removed her hired man and slightly pulled on my munition. I
knew what she wanted. I removed my pants and climbed back onto the bed.
My cock was rock arduous as I neared her. Quinn reached down and took my
member and then guided it into her. I began to make sleep with to Quinn, staring
straight into her eyes as we moved in regular recurrence in and out of each other. I
was worried that I had built the sense of having sex with Quinn up in
my idea after all this time and it would not be as good when I finally got
to do it again, but on the contrary Quinn felt even comfortably than I
remembered. I knew I would not last long before I would cum. With all of
my might I made sure I lasted long enough to know that Quinn could orgasm
too. As her moaning and panting hit their highest level I knew my
beautiful fiddling holy person was cumming. I was about too, also. I started to
pull out of Quinn 's fuddled pussy, but Quinn suddenly wrapped her munition and
legs around me, pulling me back into her. I could not help it at that
level though, and I shot my encumbrance deep inside her.

I lowered myself to the bed, turning to my side. Quinn rolled with me
and lay on her side facing me, my dick still inside her. We kissed for
several here and now, and then we both fell asleep.

***

The next sunup I awoke first, Quinn still slept soundly next to me. I
laid still for several minutes watching her sleep, then I leaned down and
placed a light kiss on her beautiful cheek. Quinn began to stir. She
opened her middle and looked up at me, and then she gave me that smiling I
loved so much.

`` Good morning, beautiful '' I said to her.

`` Good morning '' Quinn replied.

We kissed lightly. I got out of the bed and went to use the restroom.
When I returned Quinn was sitting on the edge of the bed. She had put on
the shirt I wore the night before. I noticed my own openness and found a
pair of gym shorts and a shirt of my own to put on. Quinn came up to me as
I pulled the shirt on. She wrapped her munition around me, hugging me close to
her.

Quinn looked up at me and then she said `` I love you. ``

`` I love you, too '' I replied, and I really meant it.

Quinn and I talked for a farseeing while that morning. We had a lot of
catching up to do. I told her about my trouble and she told me about a
few movies she had starred in since we death saw each other. I was really
desperate to talk to Quinn about more personal things, though.

`` Quinn, can I ask you something ? '' I asked.

`` Sure '' she replied.

I let out a little sigh, preparing myself to ask Quinn to open up to me.
I knew we had not known each other very long at all, but I could tell that
we had such a solid connection that I knew it would be okay to ask.

`` That night, the night of the date, why was it so hard for you to let me
go ? '' I asked her.

Quinn just looked at me for a few moments, but then she seemed to grant
in and decided to open up to me. `` I guess I just did n't need my offset time
to end that way '' she said.

`` Your first fourth dimension ? '' I asked. I knew it was not her first base time. I had
numerous videos at my planetary house to prove it was far from her beginning time.

`` My first real fourth dimension, '' she said. `` My inaugural clock time that was n't for a movie.
Like, I know they were filming it too, but like it was n't scripted or
anything. It was just wish real. It was my initiative time just like really
having sex with someone because I wanted to. ``

I was seeing a unlike English of Quinn. Different than I think she had
ever showed anyone. Our conversation continued for a farsighted while. Quinn 's
parents had been in this industriousness for a very long time and she was born
into it. It was not that they pressured her into it or made her do it.
She loved every second of it in fact, but she had always felt like there
was something missing in her life-time. With all the sex in her liveliness, what
Quinn was missing was love. There was no shortage of people in her life
that would die to be in love life with her, but Quinn wanted somebody who was
grounded in the genuine world, not soul as detached from reality like all
the people at the studio apartment. So when they looked for volunteers to do the
` Win a particular date'film, Quinn jumped at the chance to meet someone from the
international Earth. According to her, though, she expected whoever she met to
be a great deal like those hoi polloi in the diligence, but when she met me she knew she
found person different.

`` And now here you are and we can be together forever '' she said.

I could not conceive how mature Quinn was for her age. I loved how she
was not like most of the people in the industry. I loved how she wanted
mortal more grounded. I loved her. I did not know what the next held
for us, but if she wanted forever, I was leave to give it to her.

I wanted to lighten the mood after the deep conversation we had been
having, so I asked Quinn if she had seen the handwriting for our new project
yet. She said she had not, so we sat down together and looked at it
together. She seemed to be very excited about it, and about being capable to
moving picture with me. I could not expect to pic either.



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