In the not-too-distant future a law will be passed. I do not really
know all the specifics or exactly why the law makers did this, but do any
of us really know why pol do anything ? To be perfectly honest I do
not really worry why they did it, because, to pass water a longsighted report short, the
outcome of the going of this law has completely eliminated the ` age of
consent'and has made all shaver pornography effectual. It did not lease long
after this law was passed for ` kiddy porn'to move out of basement and
warehouses and suit professionally produced at Hollywood studios. The
player and actresses who perform in the films made at these studios have
become big stars. It is an interesting new existence I live in, but if you
enjoyed these types of materials like I do, you would get laid it as much as
me.



It had been one of those Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. You know the ace I am talking about.
All you want is for it to be over, but it just tangle on and on and on. It
did help that it was Friday, and the end of a long week working in the
sword mill. When the clock on the bulwark finally struck 5:00 and my day was
finally over I was very pleased. I hopped into my beat up old Chevy and
drove to my tiny run down house. The first-class honours degree thing I noticed upon opening my
front door and stepping interior was the bright red visible radiation blinking on my
answering machine. I set down my work bag and crossed the way to the
table where my phone sat. I was just about to fight the clitoris to play back
my waiting message, but decided to tally the caller I.D. first. I picked
up the cordless phone and scanned through my lost calls. They were
mostly all 800 identification number. `` Bill collector '', I thought. Then I noticed one
more miss call. This one was from Erin. Erin and I had been seeing each
other for a couple calendar month now. She was a Sweet slight small-arm of ass. She
was in her early 20 's, but looked much younger, just the way I liked them.
My mind flashed back to our last date the week before. The farthest I had
ever gotten with her was the threatening petting we did sitting on my sofa that
Nox. With Hope of my message being from her, and the opening of
picking up where we left off, I pushed the bid button on the machine.
number one I got very excited, and then my heart 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 message said. `` Fucking fantastic, '' I said
out loud, knowing there was no one around to hear me. Suddenly the sound
began to ring in my hand. It startled me for a moment and I push the lecture
release to do the shout without thinking. I placed the phone to me ear
and said `` howdy '' quite a bit tawdry than I should have. The small voice
that came through the other end of the phone sounded a bit scared, but said
'' Umm how-do-you-do sir. This is Wendy with Gravity national money box. We are calling
to see if you received the statement in your mail tod- '' dog. I was in no
mode to talk to another bill collector today. Charles Herbert Best to just advert up before
I went off on the pathetic miss, I thought. Her mentioning ring armour, though, did
remind me I should probably check into to see what pecker I received that day. I
went and opened my mail box, and pulled the stack of contents out. Mostly
bills, just as I assumed. But then I noticed the computer software at the bottom of
the stack. It was a rectangular shaped box, wrapped in brown newspaper. I
instantly knew what it was. How could I have forgotten about it ? I
immediately got excited.

`` wellspring affair are starting to see up, '' I said once again to no one. I
threw the residual of the mail on my chocolate table and ripped the paper from the
software system. interior was a DVD case. It put a grin on my aspect as I studied
the cover.

`` missy Next threshold '' was an clean-handed enough rubric, I thought to myself.
But the picture below it is what revealed what this movie was really about.
The man on the left side looking over his fence into his neighbour 's binding
railyard could cause been harmless enough, until you see the girl sunbathing
naked beside her pool, all of 14 years old, that he is starring at. I
could not charge the guy though, the girl was absolutely beautiful.

I quickly pulled open the case, removed the disk, and popped it into my
DVD player. I took my shoes on the couch, and unzipped my knickers. I then
pushed play on my remote and the first-class honours degree tantrum of the moving-picture show began to play.

This outset shot featured the characters from the cover of the DVD box.
The scene opened with the young fille stripping off her already skimpy
two-piece and beginning to rub tanning oil over her consistence, especially on her
budding breasts. I was instantly hard. I pulled my stopcock out of my pants
and began to slowly stroke it. As the scene on my television screen
continued, the young girl had finished rubbing oil on herself, and was
laying on her chair on her back. She was wearing shades and nothing
else, and her peg were slightly spread. The tv camera was giving the witness
a great view at the girl 's bare pussy between her thighs. The viewer was
not the but one with a great view though. The untested little girl 's neighbor was
watching her from over the fence that separated their one thousand. The man was
about my age, in his 30 's, and was also stroking his tool, much like me.

The man began moaning a bit too loudly though, and the Whitney Moore Young Jr. fille
realized he was there. Instead of freaking out on the man, she got sex
and invited the man over. Soon the man and his youthful neighbor were fucking
on her hot seat next to the pond. Just as the man was pulling his slippery
cock out of the female child 's closely hole and shooting his load over her perky,
budding tits, I too dash my loading over my own chest.

Before the next scene of the photographic film could start I stopped the DVD. I
needed to get myself cleaned up a little after my day at work, and I was
also pretty hungry. So I went and got a quick shower. I threw on a pair
of gym shorts and a t-shirt and walked to the kitchen to fix something to
eat. I was very excited about the rest of the evening would land, so I
tried to quickly scarf down my food, but I was only about half done with my
sandwich when I started to get strong. Just thinking about the view I had
already watched, and imagining the scenes still to come was getting me very
hot.

After finishing my nutrient, I went back into the livelihood way and organise
myself to watch the rest of the film. I carried a towel with me and sat
down on the couch, set for a nice long evening. I pushed play on the
remote control and the second picture started.

It was various 60 minutes, and numerous jackass offs, later when the picture show
ultimately came to its end. It was by far one of the capital movies I had
seen, and I had seen quite a few from this particular studio. I knew
images from this film would be dancing through my head word for a long metre to
come, but it was getting late and the weight of the day was starting to
press upon me. I got up off the couch and went to shoot the DVD out of the
role player. When I opened the lawsuit to crack the disk back into its seat, I
noticed there was a musical composition of paper slid behind the clips on the inside of
the cover. I did not pay any attention to it, however. I was very tired
and just shut the case, set it on the mesa, and went to bed.

I was very happy the take after day was Saturday. I needed a day to just
sit around and do zilch. All through the night and into that first light,
one particular proposition scenery from my new movie kept going through my promontory. This
special scene was the reason I choose the video to Order in the first
place. After watching all the scenes on the DVD it was by far the best. It
was the setting that featured Quinn.

It had been years since I discovered the companionship and the videos they
produced, but from that very showtime video I feel in love life with the slight
wiz named Quinn. She was around 10 or 11 twelvemonth old then, and had grown
into an absolutely beautiful 13 or 14 year old now. Quinn had light brown
haircloth with blonde stripe that hung down a petty past her shoulders. She
was thin and fit and had long slender pegleg and the prissy diminished budding
boob. Quinn had the most adorable fount with her slightly up turned nose
and full, pouty lips. It was Quinn 's eyes, though, that I feel for. The
way she would look into the tv camera with those sang-froid gray sparkly oculus made
it sense as though she was looking right at me and it was me that she was
making love 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 mission to put
my new movie in and watch the scene featuring Quinn while I jacked off
imagining it was me she was with. I may have been a bit too eagre though,
because as I pulled open the suit with much Thomas More military unit than required the
typesetter's case fell from my hands and the contentedness spilled out. I bent to pluck up
the case and the platter, and only then did I notice the slip of paper which
had also been in the case all along.

I picked up the paper and turned it over, looking for the 1st prison term at
the picture on the front. I nearly exploded in my pants at the mountain.
There, looking back at me, with those eyes that looked directly into me,
was the object of my affection, Quinn. The image was incredibly titillating,
while not even being nude. The pose Quinn had, along with the clothes she
wore, would have given anyone a thrill. It took a great deal of will
power, but I did finally pull up my focus away from the image to read the
newspaper headline at the top of the page.

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

I nearly fainted.

I could not believe what I had just read. In fact I had to read it
three more prison term to micturate sure I really understood it correctly. I read the
entire add-in. It seemed all I had to do was fill out my personal
information on the freighter half and mail it back to the studio. It was a
'' circumstances of the standoff '' sort of thing. I knew that if it was based on luck, I
really had no chance, based on the luck I had recently, but I wasted
absolutely no time. I immediately filled out the card, threw it in an
envelope and put it in my mail box. I raised the red flag on the right
position of the box to indicate to the mail carrier I had outgoing mail.

My mind was racing with the dreams and fantasies of what a date with
Quinn would be. I knew it was a one in a million shot, so I knew it would
probably never happen, but it would not hurt anything to imagine would it ?
I popped the saucer back into my DVD player and went directly to the conniption
featuring Quinn, and imagined I was the guy she was making dearest to with a
renewed vigor, knowing there was a very slim, but still potential chance
that one day it really COULD be me.

The setting with Quinn opened with her walking a pocket-sized dog through a park.
The camera continually changed, giving us many vista of her from all sides,
allowing the spectator to get nifty views of her face, torso, leg, and of
trend her fantastic butt end. Quinn is wearing a cooler top and very shortly,
very tight short pants. We then see a man jog by Quinn going the opposite
instruction. As he passes her, the man can not help looking at her. As he
walk, 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 direction. Soon the man catches up to Quinn. He appears to require to
say something to her, but stops himself and work past her.

The man gets a few railway yard in front line of Quinn when we hear her Menachem Begin to
birdsong 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 domestic dog trinity and holds it till Quinn
comes running up. Quinn thanks the man with a spark in her eye. Quinn
and the man Begin to chat. Needless to say one thing led to another, and
before farseeing Quinn and the man are on a cover together naked. As the man
thrust himself in and out of Quinn 's sexy naked dead body I could not help but
think, `` what happened to the dog ? '' Then I realized what a anserine thought
that was as I was stroking myself, imagining being with Quinn myself.

As the mas in the television pulled his cock out of Quinn and began to shoot
his cum onto her sweet young face, I too began to cum, squirting my seed
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 and sent
out my entree phase for the competition. During that time, affair had gone from
bad to worse. body of work was terrible, and my beloved spirit was non-existent. I
still watched my television over and over again. I had just about every import
of it memorized, and of track the picture 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 piece of work to several new missive and content 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 lonely
dinner.

Suddenly, my door rang. My immediate view was that coming to my door
was a new manoeuvre for the creditors. I went and looked out of the window in
my straw man door, to see who was knocking. To say I was shocked by what I saw
would hold been a huge understatement. I nearly fainted. I think I had a
mild heart attack. I quickly threw loose the door, and standing there in
strawman of me was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen.

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


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

`` Hi ! '' she said, sounding very wind up. `` Are you Joseph Reeves ?

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

`` Well, congratulations ! '' Quinn said, `` You 've won a date with me ! '' She
extended her hired man to me. I took it and shake up her hand, making actual hide
to skin contact with the young lady 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 whole time and I was blind to everything
except Quinn, or maybe they had just arrived on the scene, but this was the
first time I noticed them. They introduced themselves as a manufacturer for
the caller, and Quinn 's director. It was difficult to rend my tending
away from Quinn, but I finally did and invited them all into my planetary house so we
could talk.

I offered them all drinks. 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 weakness for ice cream, and kept a ready provision
of burnt umber syrup in the business firm. I went to fetch my future date 's drink
and brought it to her in the animation room. I was walking on cloud 9, the
trash was shaking in my mitt as I handed it to her. I could not believe
this was actually happening.

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

`` O.K., Mr. Reeves, '' the producer began `` as Quinn said, you are the
lucky winner of our 'Win a Date'contest. And as such you entitled to consume
Quinn here on a date. ``

I was so excited I could hardly take myself. I still found it hard
to submit my eyes off the little saint sitting across from me. Quinn sat in
a playful fashion, leaning back with her legs uncross, but close enough
together to not allow me to see up her cute little skirt. I know I had
seen up that doll respective times 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
eye met. When my heart met Quinn 's she would give me the most beautiful
grin I had ever seen.

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

Then the coach began talking, `` This date, Mr. Rand, Joe if I may,
is specifically dinner and saltation, NOTHING More, unless initiated by
Quinn. ``

`` And there will be one tv camera man to follow you throughout the night,
and others stationed at each hitch of the night to film '' the producer added.


This end program line caught me by surprise, and drew my attention away
from Quinn for the first meter. `` television camera ? '' I asked. `` moving picture ? picture what ? ``

The two men looked at each other a bit befuddle. Then the producer
said, looking back at me, `` To cinema the engagement. You did realize the escort 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 terms on the back of the entry material body ? '' asked the
manager.

`` Um no '' I said, realizing I had gotten so excited by the launching configuration, I
did not take the clock time to translate all of the rules in tiny type on the spinal column of
the card.

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

I was a piddling confused as to why they wanted to motion-picture show the date, and
honestly a little spooky about it, but I looked back toward Quinn and our
eyes met again. She gave me another smiling and I realized that I would do
absolutely anything to spend more sentence with her. `` No, it 's perfectly
alright to film it, '' I said.

`` OK, ripe, '' the producer said. `` Now then, if you 'll just sign this
sacking agreement. '' He pulled a piece of paper from the abbreviated font he
carried and handed it to me along with a pen.

I took the items from the man and looked at them. I began to show, but
then once again, Quinn caught my eye, and that grin, ohh that smile. I
signed the report without even reading. I did not have sex what I was signing,
possibly signing my life away, but it would give been well worth it for a
appointment with this beautiful young girl.

After I signed the paper the men got up. Quinn joined them and they
started toward the door. I stood up to take the air them to the doorway. Quinn
handed me her now vacate glass. `` Thanks for the Milk River Joe, '' she said. `` I
ca n't waitress for our engagement. '' she added, giving me that smile one utmost time
that day.

`` Me neither, '' I said. I wanted to say so much more to her, but I could
not regain my words. I felt like a little school boy.

They all said their goodbyes, and they went out the room access. But then the
producer turned back to me. He pulled an envelope from his coat pocket and
handed it to me. I opened it to witness several large card inside.

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

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

***

It seemed like it took forever, but finally it was Saturday. I woke up
that morning very anxious. I did not log Z's very well the Night before. I
was up all night thinking and dreaming about my date with Quinn. I knew
that it would take in forever for 7 o'clock to finally come around. I found
myself not being able to sit still or focus on anything. I would rate
around the room, then sit and try to watch TV, then be up walking again in
second. I felt an itching in the pit of my tum all day that made eating
anything impossible.

Finally at about 5:00 I decided to get cook. I shower and shaved. I
had the new clothes I purchased spread out on my bed. I put on my new
pants 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 good. I
hoped I looked good enough for Quinn and her producers.

getting dressed may not have been the intimately decision, because I was now
even more nervous than before. I felt like I was sweating through my
shirt. I ran into the toilet to put on more deodorant and maybe some more
dead body spray. Just as I was about to spray I heard a knock.

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

I rushed to the front end door and pulled it capable. Quinn stood there, the
endearing sight I had ever seen. She wore a tight red dress that was cut
very short. She looked amazing. She smiled at me and said, `` Hi Joe, quick
to go ? '' A camera man stood behind her, filming.

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

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

Quinn and I walked down my sidewalk toward the American Stock Exchange. In front end of my
house on the street sat a long Shirley Temple limo. As we approached the
driver appeared and opened the rear door for us. Quinn climbed inside. As
she bent to rise in, I was treated to a wonderful perspective of her bottom in
her soused dress. It was so magical.

I climbed in and joined her in the gage stern of the limousine. The camera
man joined us, sitting across from us, and continuing to pic. I sudden
realized he had been filming the totally time. Had he filmed me glaring at
Quinn 's tush as she climbed into the limo ? I assume he had, but who could
blame me for looking when there is such a beautiful sight directly in figurehead
of me ? Besides, I was on a date with this girl, 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 cause to the restaurant where we would be
having our meal, but there was a recollective enough time that Quinn and I could
talk. I was so spooky, though, that I really did not know what to say. I
just sat there for a minute or two. I was looking around the limousine and out
the window, and then I turned and looked over at Quinn. She noticed me
bit toward her, and she turned to wait at me. I still could not consider
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 receive, '' I said. I hoped she could not evidence how nervous 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 short while ago.
It 's a slight pricey for me on a regular basis. I remember it being pretty
good, and I hear good affair about it all the clip. ``

`` Ohh ok, what kind of food do they have ? '' 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 restaurant,
just when Quinn and I were beginning to give up and have a conversation.
But we still had dinner, plus dancing later, so we still had plenty of
time. However, as I climbed out of the back of the limo and helped Quinn
out, and she gave me another of those smiling and said `` Thank you, Joe '' I
knew that the amount of time we had would never be enough for me to drop
with her. I just had to make the most of the little clock time I did have left.

We entered the eating house, followed by the camera man. The horde at the
front greeted us by name, obviously well aware of our coming. We were led
to a small side room of the restaurant which was empty. We were sat at a
table set with candles and the entire room was lit with low lighting,
creating a very wild-eyed standard atmosphere. On either side of the table sat video
cameras 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 chair opposite her across
the table. A waiter then appeared, delivering fare and filling water system
glasses for the two of us. Quinn and I scanned the menus in silence as I
secretly kicked myself for losing the moments of conversation we began in
the limo. 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 make the alfredo, '' I said.

`` Mmmm that sounds good too, '' Quinn replied. `` Ohh I ca n't decide. It
all looks so good, '' she added then giggled.

`` Well get both, '' I joked.

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

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

`` Mmm good idea ! '' Quinn said.

The waiter came cycle and took our order, and thankfully my conversation
with Quinn continued. We got to know each former, me telling her about my
job and her telling me about her family. I learned she lived with her
parents whom also worked for the production society. Quinn 's father was an
editor and her female parent a writer. And I learned that she had grown up around
the caller, filming her 1st movie when she was 10. We really did not
talk that much about her career in the motion-picture show though. It seemed that once
we popped the bottle cork on our conversation the talking just kept flowing. We
talked about anything and everything. We talked about medicine and motion-picture show.
We talked about things we liked and did not like. We talked about sportsman
and we even touched on politics. The more we talked, the to a greater extent I liked
Quinn. I found that as the night went on I started looking at her LE and
less as a porn princess, and more as just a unconstipated girl, like any little girl off
the playground.

I was still very aflutter during the entirely meal though, and I noticed
something a piddling foreign about Quinn 's behavior as well. I did not know
her well enough to put my finger on it, but I could severalise 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 binding of our waiting limo, make to go forward the escort at a nighttime
golf club across townspeople. We rode in silence for a few moments. I knew it was
bold of me, but I decided to take a risk. I noticed Quinn 's mitt resting
on the 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 earn what
I was doing and pulled her hired hand away.

`` I 'm sorry, '' I said, feeling like a sum idiot.

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

`` What Quinn ? '' I asked.

`` naught, '' Quinn said, turning and looking out her window.

`` No, tell me, '' I said, resting my bridge player on her thigh. I knew this was a
once in a life-time time opportunity for me, and I did not want to let it go.
'' Is there something wrong ? You 've seemed a petty bit off all Nox. ``

`` I do n't sleep together, '' she said. `` I guess I 'm just uneasy. ``

`` You 're uneasy ? '' I said. I was a bit stunned. `` I 'm the one on a appointment
with a beautiful fame. I 'm for sure you do this sort of matter all the
clock 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 heart meeting.

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

`` Your first-class honours degree what ? '' I asked.

`` This is my first escort, '' Quinn said, starting feeling away.

I reached out and placed my mitt on the English of her face, pulling it
back toward me, our center meeting again. `` I 'm sorry 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 kinship or that I 'm
too much of a slut to date. ``

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

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

`` Quinn, feel, '' I said, `` I 'll admit when this nighttime started I might have
thought those things, but then I got to have intercourse the genuine Quinn, not the movie
wiz, and I 'm ... I 'm falling for that fille, for the unconstipated 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 other. I could
feel Quinn 's tender breath on me, and I 'm sure she could finger mine. I
finally took the plunge and our lips met. We kissed lightly at first, but
then I felt Quinn 's sass undefended. I opened mine as well, and our tongues
met. We continued to build out in the dorsum of the limo until the car finally
stopped in front of the night club.

We were let out of the limousine and walked toward the front door of the club
hand in hand. There was a fairly recollective line of people standing in front line of
the club, waiting to get in. Quinn and I, however, were led directly to
the front of the telephone line where the bouncer quickly let us slip directly into
the order. I could not help but notice the flavor on the faces of some of
the people waiting in line as we passed. Each one showed a feeling of pure
jealousy. I could not avail but wonder how many of those looks were simply
because we were skipping the line, and how many were because of beautiful
young young woman on my arm.

Once inside the club, I was a footling disappointed by the book of the
music. I knew that this portion of the eve was supposed to be
dedicated to dancing, thus the loud music was necessary, but I could not
help but be a little bummed that the conversation with Quinn would be all
but out of the question in the club.

We were led through the club toward the back. In the backward corner of the
golf-club was a VIP area where a large muscular bouncer stood at the entrance.
Upon seeing us, he stepped to the position and allowed us to insert. In the VIP
area there was a unforesightful couch, and a stylish table. Quinn walked around the
table and sat on the sofa. I followed and sat next to her. The euphony was
a bit softer in the VIP area, which I was thankful for. Suddenly a
waitress appeared and asked if we would care drinks. I ordered a rum and
cola, and Quinn ordered a ginger ale.

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

`` I do n't come to these kinds of places very often, '' I said.

Quinn lifted her mind and looked at me. `` What ? '' she said, obviously not
able-bodied to hear me over the noise.

`` Never mind, '' I said. Quinn probably read my lips more than heard me.
The waitress returned with our drinking and we both took ready sips of our
drinks. My drink my very solid, stronger than I had hoped. I did not
want anything to touch on my store of this evening.

I continued to have my arm around Quinn 's back and began to make a motion it up
and down her spur. Quinn looked at me and smiled. Then she slowly began
to lean toward me. I likewise tip toward her, and our rim met again.
We continued kissing the way we had in the back of the limo. I decided
that this was dear than talking anyway.

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

I took her bridge player and got to my infantry. Quinn continued to hold in my hired man and
led me out of the VIP area and onto the dance floor. Quinn began moving to
the rhythmic pulse rate of the music. I knew that I was by no way a good
dancer, but I did know how to find the beat and move to it, which is
exactly what I did. Quinn continued to dance, and before tenacious she was very
stopping point to me, our dead body rubbing together as we danced.

Quinn looked even sexier as she moved her hips to the music, her stallion
dead body moving to the beat. As I felt her eubstance press against mine, I felt
something else start out to prompt. For a break s I tried to think of a way
to blot out 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 require 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 feel it. But if she did, she did not
seem to have a reaction. She just continued to dance, and pressing her body
to mine. For my function I had wrapped my arms around her and was pulling her
toward me. My work force were continually moving while we danced, but I made
sure they found the gentle curve of her butt respective times as we danced.

At one percentage point Quinn turned around as we danced and pressed her back
against me, her butt rubbing up and down my unshakable cock. It felt amazing.
As we danced in this new position my hands continued to wonder, now on her
front. I started with my helping hand on her sides and her hip, but soon they
moved around to the strawman. I was feeling rather adventurous, getting
caught up in the music, and our organic structure pressing together, so my handwriting slowly
moved toward her chest. I just barely touched the side of her perky young
bosom when the medicine in the guild stopped.

We stopped moving, and Quinn stepped away, our bodies no longer pressed
against each other. I looked around and noticed there were hardly any
multitude left in the club. I looked at my watch and realized we had been
dancing for hours. The club was closing down for the dark. I was
extremely sad, knowing that my night with Quinn was coming to an end.
Quinn and I began moving toward the exit, neither of us saying a word. I
was in a surreal seat, having just had the clock time of my lifespan with a fille I
was really falling for, but knowing it was over and I would never see her
again. I thought maybe it was just wishful thinking, but I swear Quinn had
the take same feeling on her cheek. We exited the night club, our arms wrapped
around each other 's, and the limo was sitting at the curb bit in front of the
club. The room access to the limousine was opened for us by the driver. Quinn started
to get into the limo, then suddenly stopped and turned around to face me.
She wrapped her arms around me and clung to my chest `` Are you ok Quinn ? '' I
asked

`` I do n't want the night to be over, '' Quinn answered. Then she looked up
into my eyes and asked `` will you come back to my way with me ? '' She looked
up at me with a slightly scared aspect 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 Nox to end either. I do n't
ever want this night 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 ass, and somehow the number one wood knew to
take us to the hotel Quinn was staying at. But neither of us recognize how, we
were too officious kissing the entire time. In fact, I 'm not even sure how we
made it upstairs to her room. The next affair I clearly remember is the
doorway to the room opening and us stepping inside. We entered and I went to
shut the room access behind us, almost shutting it on the photographic camera man. I had
gotten so wrapped up in the particular date with Quinn I completely forgot we were
being filmed the entire time.

I let the photographic camera man in, and shut the door behind him. I turned back to
Quinn, and again shut the camera man out of my nous. At that present moment the
only affair that mattered was Quinn and me. I did not wish that there was
another somebody there, and I did not care that the upshot of that evening
might eventually be seen by G of people.

As I turned back I watched as Quinn stepped out of her horseshoe. She then
walked up to me in her au naturel feet. It was at this moment, now that Quinn
was not standing on her high school bounder brake shoe, that I realized the height
departure between the two of us. It made me mean about the fact that
Quinn was still such a immature, beautiful girl. I was walking on cloud nine
by just being with this terrific young woman, 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 circumvent right of my chest, and my peter
had been raging arduous since we walked into the room. Quinn and I looked
into each other eyes, not saying a word. After removing my tie and
throwing it to the floor, Quinn began to unbutton the buttons running down
the battlefront of my shirt. When she finished and my shirt was opened revealing
my bare chest, Quinn began to run her handwriting on my bare skin. I was so very
excited for where this was all going.

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

On the bed the kissing go forward. My paw began roaming over Quinn 's
body, and her hands began moving over my bare chest. Her hands felt so
warm and soft against my peel. It was incredible. My deal brushed the
underside of Quinn 's budding breast. Quinn seemed to momentarily freeze
when I touched her there, and she let out a sonant sigh. I continued roaming
with my hand, but soon returned to her chest, and this prison term I deliberately
cupped my hired hand under her breast. I squeezed it gently in my paw. Quinn
moaned as I rubber it. She then broke our candy kiss. She leaned up off of the
bed, and pulled the shoulder strap holding her wearing apparel up off her shoulder. It fell
to her shank, and she leaned back onto the bed now topless. Quinn 's
breasts looked amazing, so perky and just the pure size, not to small,
not too big. Her nipples stood up, puffy and pink. They looked so
delicious. I wasted no time, and leaned toward her, taking on of her
bosom into my sass. I sucked on it while Quinn moaned and panted. I
used my knife to flick her puffy nipple, and sucked her entire mound into
my mouth. I used my hand to work with her other tit while I sucked. I
would rub and twitch it, and moving-picture show and pinch the nipple with my fingers.

As Quinn and I began playing I was suddenly cognizant of the tv camera man in
the elbow room. I know this was the portion of the evening that the manufacturer
most wanted to get on film, and I had seen enough film to have a go at it how to
position myself and Quinn so the photographic camera could get the trump views of the
action mechanism. I was enjoying suckling on Quinn 's amazing breasts, but I wanted
more, so I started kissing and licking my way down her consistence, over her
breadbasket and to where her dress still covered the lower half of her body. I
got up on my knee, and I pulled Quinn 's garb down her torso and off her
feet. The showtime affair I noticed was that Quinn was now completely naked,
substance she had not worn any underclothing that evening. I was immediately
sent to another level of intimate excitement I never imagined possible as I
looked at the au naturel girl in bed with me, the young woman I always thought was the
most beautiful I had ever seen.

Before I could admire Quinn 's physical structure for too long, and before I could
crawl back to her, Quinn suddenly rolled and got up on her knee joint as well.
She crawled toward me, and we kissed again. This time, instead of Quinn 's
hands rubbing my pectus, her custody went to the waist of my pant. She
skillfully undid my belt, and then my knickers. It amazed me that a girl of
her age was so skilled, but that was not the end of the skills Quinn put on
display that night. Before I knew it I was on my back and Quinn was
pulling my pants off of me. My phallus stood erect, gruelling than it had ever
been, and Quinn looked at it impressed. Quinn came to me and wrapped her
easy manus around my calamus. She began to stroke it up and down, and at the
same time she looked up into my eyes, and once again gave me that smile I
had fallen in love with. Then her smiling disappeared as her mouth opened up
and lowered toward my cock. Quinn wrapped her backtalk around the head of my
penis and began to lick the tip. It felt so howling. Then she began to
sucking, and let down herself farther down my shaft. Soon she was bobbing her
head up and down, sucking on my extremely backbreaking cock. It was one of the
enceinte esthesis of my life. Quinn was obviously a pro at this action.
Quinn continued to go down on, knowing how to bring me right to the edge and then
stop before I went over. Then suddenly, just when I did not call up I could
take any more, Quinn completely stopped and pulled my shaft from her mouth.

I knew it was her turn when she rolled onto her spine and spread head her legs
encompassing. She smiled at me again and I began crawling toward her, between her
long beautiful leg. I could get my beginning effective face at her entire naked
body and it was the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. She was the
sexiest woman I had ever seen. I got closer to her waiting bald pussy. I
leaned closing, and began to kiss her thighs, then above her pussy. I was
kissing all around, trying to do to bit last yearner. Finally I could
not lease it any longer and I kissed her directly on her slit. I began to
lap and work my tongues between her mouth. She tasted so sweet and the
smell alone was intoxicating. I continued to lick up and down Quinn 's
piddling cunt and found her clit. I flicked it with my tongue, making Quinn
moan and yelp. I then went back down and found Quinn 's maw with my spit
and stuck it in as far as I could. I continued going back and onward
between Quinn 's trap and her clit.

Quinn 's breathing became very spry, and her moaning was reaching higher
mass. I knew she was closelipped. I decided that two could act her game
though, and just when I thought she was about to climax I pulled my tongue
out and leaned up. Quinn looked up at me, and for a moment I noticed a
hint of anger, then she changed and smiled at me. Without saying a word,
we both knew what was about to happen. I got closer to Quinn, and she
wrapped her blazonry around me. I positioned my rock hard hammer on her moist
lips and began to push.

Quinn was so crocked, tighter than I expected her to be. I pulled back
and pushed several times before I was able to get the full length of my
penis inside her. Then I began to push in and out of her. Quinn used her
arms and wrapped her legs around me and pulled me toward her with each
poke. Within the first several poke of my cock Quinn began to puff
and groan. I knew she was close again and this time I let her cum. With
one big jab Quinn let out a retentive yelp and I felt her slit contract bridge
around my putz. I gave Quinn a moment to retrieve, and then I continued to
jabbing into her. She felt so unbelievably goodness that I knew I would not
live on much tenacious myself. I kept making love to her until I felt my orgasm
building deep within. My gesture in and out got slower and more consider
money box I knew it was metre. With one final thrust I pulled my cock from
Quinn 's vagina and Quinn grabbed it and pointed it toward her chest. I
began to shoot stream of ejaculate, covering Quinn 's chest and belly.

I fell in a heap next to Quinn and our lips met. We continued to kiss
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 dustup 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 bathroom and Quinn started the shower flowing. The water
did not involve long to warm up, and we both climbed in. I helped Quinn wash
the cum from her tegument, and she returned the party favour my soaping up my penis.
Having this beautiful girl run her manpower over my humanness, though, caused me
to get strong again.

Without a word, Quinn gave me another smiling and I knew what she was
thinking. I lifted Quinn 's leg and pulled her to me. My cock once again
slid inside her rigorous twat, this time with a little to a greater extent relief. As the
warm water of the exhibitor rained down on top of us I thrust into Quinn 's
tight body, this time not holding back as much as I had the first clip.
Quinn responded by moaning and practically screaming as she came again. I
too was about to cum and pulled my hammer out of her pussy. Quinn suddenly
got to her knee in straw man of me. I was surprised when Quinn opened her
mouth and took me into her skilled sass again. I began to hit my load,
the first yoke spurt going into Quinn 's rima oris. She then pulled my
member out and I sprayed more on Quinn 's beautiful Edward Young face. Quinn smiled
at me again, this fourth dimension with my cum dripping from her font. I hoped the
cameraman, who had followed us into the toilet got a good jibe of it,
because it was incredibly sexy.

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

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

Quinn stood in front line of me and wrapped her arms around me. I wrapped my
own blazonry around her, hugging her conclusion to my rapidly beating heart.

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

`` Believe me, I do not desire to, '' I replied, `` but I do n't have much of a
choice in the matter. ``

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

As I reached the door I turned back to Quinn. She had sat on the edge
of the bed. She sat with her head in her hands. I could not leave her
like that. I went back to her and kneeled in movement of her. I took her
head into my hands, lifting her eyes to satisfy 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 hope. '' Quinn said, and then smiled at me.

`` till then, '' I added, `` thank you for the dependable night of my life. ``

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

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

`` It went great, '' I replied.

`` Well we will be reviewing and editing the footage soon. We are hoping
to screen the picture as soon as possible. I 'm not going to guarantee the
sack of the film to market, but we will make sure you get a written matter either
way. ``

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





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

Then one day I returned home from workplace and found a box sitting on my
door whole tone. I really could not ideate what it was, as my particular date with Quinn
was a distant retention. I picked the box up and carried it into my business firm. I
grabbed a tongue and quickly cut the tape holding the box closed. I opened
the flaps and inside I found a case to a DVD. The title at the top of the
software package read `` Win a Date With Quinn '' and below the title was a scene of
the beautiful Quinn and ... me !

I pulled the case out of the box, and found there was a piece of paper
under it. I unfolded the paper and found it was a type letter from the
producer. It read, in brusque, that the film had respectable than expected
review article and would go into production immediately.

To say I was excited would accept been an understatement. Without a delay
I ripped spread out the case and popped the saucer into my participant. I then sat back
and watched the entire film twice.

I could not believe how beautiful Quinn was. I thought I looked a
lilliputian dorky, especially on our date, but the sex scenes with the two of us
were magic. I could remember each sense of touch, each kiss, and each smell just
like it had happened yesterday. I came I do not know how many clock time using
the film to relive my most cherish memories. I knew I had been given a
gift that was invaluable. I had an opportunity to live over this experience
forever, knowing that I would never again see this beautiful, grand
girl, the honey of my life-time. Or so I thought.



Time went by and eventually the inevitable occurred. My caller folded
and I was unemployed people. I did not cognize what I was going to do. I was given
a lowly amount of unemployment pay from the governing, but I knew I needed
to come up a new job soon or I was going to be out on my ass and sleeping in
my car.

A few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. after I lost my job I began getting telephone calls from a
bizarre number that I did not accredit. I assumed it was a bill accumulator
and ignored the song. They kept coming though, day after day after day,
and at all hours of the day and night. Finally I had had enough and
decided to answer the call. I got quite a surprise.

The representative on the other end of the bank line was one that I had heard before,
but did not immediately recognize. Suddenly, though, it hit me. It was
the manufacturer, the one who made the film of my engagement with Quinn. I had
watched the DVD numerous times over the live on few months since I received it
in the post. Jacking off to that moving-picture show was the only sex life I had. I had
not even been on a escort with a girl since Quinn. I did not want to date
anyone, but Quinn.

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

`` The film we made of you and Quinn is a hit, man ! '' he began. `` Our
bestselling moving picture to date. recap are salient. Everyone loves the
film and especially you in it. ``

It made me find really proud. This was the first good intelligence I had in a
very long time, but I had a feeling he was not just calling to severalise 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 alchemy you shared with Quinn was like magic. They all want
to have it off when we are going to do a follow up to the film. ``

I was suddenly a little upset. A follow up ? That means a continuation. That
means they are going to do another date with Quinn. Why would he promise me
up just to assure me that they were going to film Quinn on a date with some
other guy ?

`` Oh yeah ? '' I said. `` Well I 'm sure if this one was that big of hit that
another flick would do just as full. ``

`` Right, '' the producer said, `` and we here at the fellowship think a studio apartment
shoot would be better than another location shoot. So when do you intend
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 film the follow up with you and Quinn. ``

I could not believe I did not recognize that is what the producer had
meant. He wanted to shoot down another movie 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 gain another film with her.

I told the manufacturer about my employment situation 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 ticket to be at
the airport the next forenoon. He said that we would discuss declaration and
pay when I got to the studio apartment the next day.

I did not sleep that Nox. After packing and making multiple trips to
the computer storage to buy thing I thought I would need I watched my picture show with Quinn
again and again. I could not wait till the adjacent day when I would get to
see her again. I wondered if she would be as aroused to see me as I was
going to be to see her. These were the view that kept me awake. I
knew that I had a long trajectory ahead of me the next day and hoped maybe I
could get some eternal rest on the plane.

I was wrong. I was even more excited as the aeroplane soared through the
air. There were various people on the crowded sheet, and a few not to bad
looking missy, 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 ride. The manufacturer had told me a car and driver would
be waiting for me. In the rachis of my mind I was hoping Quinn would be
there waiting for me, but she was not. The lonesome someone waiting was a
chubby older looking man holding a mark that had my name written on it. He
helped me with my bags, 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 cortege at the
studio. At first I was a slight put off by this, but then he added that
they were nicer than any hotel I could stay put at and that most of the actors
lived in the suites.

After a little more small talk of the town, the device driver brought up the topic I
think he had wanted to talk about since we first met.

`` I just wanted to severalise you how much I enjoyed ` Win a Date'. That is one
hot moving-picture show. '' He said.

`` Umm thanks '' I said.

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

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

Finally we drove through the front line William Henry Gates of the studio chemical compound. It was
massive. It was a vast, sprawling campus. The driver stopped for a moment
to find out in at the logic gate and then continued toward one of the numerous
construction. We pulled up and stopped in forepart 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 look door of the office
building. I was greeted by a secretaire sitting at a large desk. She was
speaking on a phone, so I waited money box she was finished. She was young and
attractive. She appeared to be about 20 to 25 old age old.

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

I greeted the manufacturer and we sat down to blab out. After about an hour or
more of discussion I had signed a contract to star in a new celluloid. I was to
be paid a very sizable sum for the film. We talked at length about the
hypothesis of future cinema, which we agreed would be considered based upon
the outcome of this new cinema, and we also spent a neat deal of clock time
talking about me receiving a portion of the sales agreement of the film.

After finally coming to a deal, the producer told me he would take me on
a tour of the quickness. I was taken to see several studio, editing
offices, production and distribution adeptness, and early post. The
producer, though, saved the best for last. We entered a soundstage where
the producer told me filming was currently taking place. He told me to be
hushed to not smash the production.

We walked toward where the production was taking place and I was
completely taken off guard duty. The stage was set up to appear like a young
girl 's chamber. Sitting on the edge of the bed was a fille who appeared to
be about 18 or 19 years old. Lying face down on the bed was a Danton True Young girl.
She had light-headed brown haircloth, but I could not see her face. The older girl was
talking.

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

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

`` wellspring that 's a silly understanding '' The older girl responded, now rubbing the
immature girl on the vertebral column. `` You just ask to own person Edward Teach you what to
do and then he will want you back, trust me. ``

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

`` Umm maybe individual who has taught you lots of things already like
cheering and terpsichore '' the onetime female child said, now touching the young girls
butt.

Suddenly the untried fille partially rolled over and looked at the sometime
daughter. My gist stopped beating. It was Quinn. I could not believe my
eyes. As I watched the scene continued and Quinn and the former young lady began
to consume sex. As I watched the female child started kissing. Soon the quondam girl
had Quinn 's shirt off and was sucking on her young breasts.

I was immediately knockout. The scene continued, though, and soon the former
miss was also bare-breasted while Quinn was completely bare. The onetime young lady
started licking Quinn 's cunt while Quinn was in intense pleasure. I
wanted very badly to bring together in or at least dip my gasp and jot myself as
I watched this incredible scene, but I knew all I could do was stand up there.


The scene concluded with the elderly little girl pulling a lowly vibrator from
her pocketbook and first teaching Quinn to take in it and finally fuck her with it.
After the sure-enough daughter made Quinn cum a few multiplication the director called ` CUT'
and the scene ended. Several stage hired hand walked onto the set, and both
young lady were handed robe to put on. Another stagecoach hand took the vibrator to
clean and jerk in. The director told everyone to take 5 and come back to reshoot
from different Angle. I did not know 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 power point she looked and saw me, but just went
on with her conversation. I guessed she did not give care that I was there.

The manufacturer told me he would be properly back and walked over to the
theater director. They talked for a few import and then he walked over to Quinn.
He talked for a here and now then pointed toward me. Suddenly Quinn 's expression lit
up and she got a huge smile. She ran toward me and my heart began pounding
like a knave pound. Quinn ran up to me and jumped into my arm. I wrapped
my arms around her and whirl her around. I set her back to the solid ground, but
kept her enwrap close to me. We kissed, passionately, our clapper
wrapping around each other.

`` I can not believe you are here ! '' she said when our kiss 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 recount you '' I began.
'' Since our motion picture did so well they brought me here to do another picture show with
you. ``

`` So we get to do another movie ? ! '' 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 situation to pullulate another take of
the setting. I did not want to let Quinn go, but I knew I had to. I let go
and Quinn grabbed my hand. She began dragging me toward the set.

`` ejaculate on, I want you to meet someone '' she said. I let her rip me
toward the bed.

`` Hanna, '' she said to the older miss from the aspect who was sitting in
her speckle on the bed `` I want you to foregather my boyfriend Joe. '' boyfriend ? Did
she just say boyfriend ? 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 best booster. She 's instruct me everything I know about
this business. ``

Hanna stood up from the bed and shook my hand. `` Nice to meet you Joe ''
she said, but then she turned to Quinn and said `` You need to get dressed,
they want to shoot again. ``

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

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

I really was not sure if she was unplayful or not, but I knew exactly how
she felt. `` I love that girl too '' I said. `` So you do n't accept 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 wardrobe
for the scene. I thought it was comic that she had to put the apparel back
on just for Hanna to take them back off again. I wondered how many clip
those Lapplander wearing apparel would go on and come in 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 film again.
When I was clear of the stage and the young woman were in their places the
theater director called action and the scene started again. I watched for a while
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 finish. I 'm sure you 're worn out after the sunrise you 've had.
I 'll take you to your seat and you can reside for a spell. ``

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

The producer took me across the compound to a prominent building that looked
like a hotel. He told me that many of the histrion and other staff lived in
these courtship. I would be living in a medium sized room on the second story,
the split for which would come out of my pay. He took me to my room access,
unlocked it, and handed me the key. I thanked the producer for the tour
and for the opportunity. The suite of rooms was dainty. It was larger than
my apartment back home with much nicer furniture.

`` The script for the motion-picture show is on the burnt umber mesa 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 storey a couple of auditory sensation tech and production staff. Most
of the actors who live in the construction are on the upper flooring, but I know
what you really want to do it and yes she does live here. ``

`` She does ? '' I said, trying to obscure my excitement. I could not believe
that I lived in the same construction as Quinn.

`` Yes, she lives on the top level, '' 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 puddle sense that she does not live alone.

The producer left me with my thoughts and the handwriting for me to read.
After exploring my cortege for several minutes I settled down in the ` den'as
the producer called in and flipped the television set on. I was in no mood
to watch 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 floor above me in
the same building. I could not consider that just a little bit ago she
called me her boyfriend. And I could not believe that soon I would be able-bodied
to make erotic love to her again. This hold out thought reminded me about the script.
I picked it up off the tabular array. The title on the cover read `` softball game
Slumber Party ''. I opened the first pageboy and read down the leaning of
case names and the actors who would present them. I noticed my
type name was Coach Bill and I found Quinn 's name following to a character
named Mackenna. I began reading through the playscript. As I expected, this
being a pornographic film, there was very small dialogue and a lot of
verbal description of sex acts.

The fib of the film was rather bare. I was to trifle the coach of a
young girls'softball team, Quinn the star player. The day after we win
the league championship I invite the squad to my home for a kitty party and
sleep over to celebrate our victory. Throughout the film there are several
sex scenes with various different masses. There is a scene with one of the
assistant coach and a player and the player 's mother, a picture with the
father of another girl and a actor, and of course several scenes with the
teammates playing together both on and off the playing field. I read the entire
script and other than my various speaking parts I could not find myself in
any of the sex setting. 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
vista when, at the slumber political party at my house and while the balance of the team
had an riot in the living room, I would take Quinn, the star player, to my
chamber for a reward for her MVP season.

I read the intact script twice. It seemed very good. I know it would
make for a very hot and titillating film. I could not wait to film my panorama
with Quinn, but deep down I hoped I did not feature to waitress for filming to be
with Quinn again.

***

After a few hours sitting around my cortege I was starting to get bored. I
considered going out and exploring the compound myself. I knew there was a
recreational building nearby and thought maybe I would walk there and
possibly find something to eat.

I left my elbow room and then out the presence room access of the building. As I turned
to take the air toward the rec. edifice I noticed two mass coming toward me.
One was a man around my age, and the other was a younger little girl. The man I
did not recognize, but I had watched enough films made by this company to
acknowledge the girlfriend the mo I saw her. She had been in numerous films
over the yr, well-nigh of with I greatly enjoyed. She was a little bit senior
now, around 16 or 17, but still looked incredibly sexy. She had an Asiatic
background and a thin youthful looking body. As I approached this couple
my eyes were glued to the girl and she smiled at me as we got close. My
gaze was pulled away though when the man began to speak to me.

As we got close the man held out his handwriting 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 neighbors,
we live next door to ya. '' I was a bit taken aback when he referred to his
beautiful Loretta Young star as his wife. But I did not have time to consider this
because Chris continued. `` I 'm a sound mixer here at the studio, and I 'm
sure you know Kimmi here from her movies. ``

`` Um yes, '' I replied. I was not sure if acknowledging I had recognized
his wife in several pornographic pic 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 sleep with, we absolutely loved yer motion picture with
Quinn. It was super hot. '' I suddenly realized that I was not the only one
who had been seen in the movie. It made me feel a bit stir 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 to a greater extent accent on
the word both and I made eye contact with Kimmi as I said it. I do not
know exactly what I intended, but I had an impulse deep down to hear from
Kimmi 's own rima oris what she thought.

Finally Kimmi spoke for the first time. `` Yeah, it was really exciting
how you and Quinn really seemed to be into each other '' she said. My tenderness
was pounding quickly as I heard this sexy young girl distinguish me she enjoyed
watching me have sex.

Before Kimmi and I could persist in, though, Chris started talking again.
'' We ca n't hold off till you and Quinn do yer side by side movie. In fact I 'm going to
be doing the audio for it. ``

`` That 's keen '' I said, trying to vocalize shake up even though I was really
not that impressed. I honestly hoped to see More of Chris 's wife than of
him, but at the moment 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 roast 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 get up with her soon. ``

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

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

I now had a new destination. I made nimble goodby 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
brightness turned off and not a unmarried person anywhere. I had missed her. I was
suddenly feeling very down. As I walked across the defect studio I
noticed the set was still dressed as the sleeping accommodation used in the vista I had
watched being filmed earlier. I approached the bed and sat on the edge of
it. I fell back. I knew I would eventually see Quinn at some point, but
knowing I was so dear to her, in the Saami speckle where she had been just a
few short hours ago made me require to see her and hold her and be with her
right that moment. Now that I was in this space 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 sense her. But then I realized that I actually could smack
her. She had been on this very bed not long ago having sex. She had
obviously leaked onto the bed and I could sense her juices on it. I
thought to myself that it smelled unspoiled enough to eat, but the thought of
eating made me take in how hungry I was. I got up from the bed and left
the studio. I walked to the amateur building and got a quick bite to
eat. There were several former people around, but I paid them no attention.
After a alone meal I walked back to my suite.

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

As the door opened I was suddenly cognisant that respective light in the entourage
were on. I knew I left without locking the room access, but I had left well
before night fall and had not turned any of the lights on. Were the light source
on some sort of a timer ? Or had soul entered my suite while I was out ?
I thought it was just my luck that someone would heist me on my first
day.

I cautiously entered into my living room. I walked slowly, looking
around to see if there was anyone in my suite. To my surprise there was
someone in my bread and butter room, sitting on my sofa. As she heard me hail in
she stood up. We stood there for several second just looking at each
other.

Finally Quinn said `` Hi. ``

`` Hey '' I responded.

That was the only words we spoke that night. We rushed into each
former 's sleeve and began to snog. I lifted Quinn into my arms and spun her
around as our brim and clapper met and swirled around each other. I could
not believe she was here. I could not trust she was in my room and in my
weaponry. I did not make love what this meant. I did not bang what was going to
take place or where we were going from here. All I knew was she was in my arms
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
second to reckon at her. She looked amazing. She was dressed in a pair of
shortstop cut-off jean boxershorts and a Theodore Harold White T-shirt. I found it unbelievable that
she could look so sexy in something so simple. However, as great as she
looked in her apparel, I wanted to see her out of them.

I quickly pulled my own shirt off over my head, and then did the Sami 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
shoulder and then upward to her neck. Quinn developed goose jut all over
her body and shivered slightly as my lips and tongue teased her flesh. I
kissed down her neck opening to her chest and began to snog and suck on her
nipples, first one and then the other. Quinn was moaning while I did this
and was running her fingerbreadth through the hair on the back of my head.

As I continued to draw on Quinn 's breasts my hands fell to her waist and
I undid the push button and zipper on her boxers. I leaned up and began pulling
her underdrawers off of her legs. Quinn was wearing a distich of cunning cotton wool
step-in with rainbows on the genital organ. It sent a thrill through my body
seeing them and realizing how juvenile Quinn still was. She was so
beautiful, so sexy, and so untried. She was absolutely perfect.

I pulled Quinn 's precious panty from her and wasted no time diving in and
kissing her sweet bald vagina lips. Quinn 's fingers returned to the spinal column
of my head and her moaning continued as my tongue worked its way into her
bonk canal.

Soon, though, Quinn removed her paw and slightly pulled on my arms. I
knew what she wanted. I removed my pants and climbed back onto the bed.
My cock was rock surd as I neared her. Quinn reached down and took my
penis and then guided it into her. I began to wee-wee love to Quinn, staring
straight into her eyes as we moved in cycle in and out of each early. I
was worried that I had built the sensation of having sex with Quinn up in
my mind after all this time and it would not be as good when I finally got
to do it again, but on the adverse Quinn felt even honorable 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 in high spirits storey I knew my
beautiful little backer was cumming. I was about too, also. I started to
pull out of Quinn 's tight pussy, but Quinn suddenly wrapped her arms and
legs around me, pulling me back into her. I could not help it at that
point though, and I shot my load deep inside her.

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

***

The future morning 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 faint buss on her beautiful cheek. Quinn began to put forward. She
opened her middle and looked up at me, and then she gave me that smile I
loved so much.

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

`` Good morn '' 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 nighttime before. I noticed my own nakedness and found a
couple 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 arms 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 retentive while that morning. We had a lot of
catching up to do. I told her about my troubles and she told me about a
few moving-picture show she had starred in since we lastly 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 enough '' she replied.

I let out a niggling 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 narrate that
we had such a unattackable connection that I knew it would be okay to ask.

`` That dark, the dark 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 afford up to me. `` I guess I just did n't want my first off time
to end that way '' she said.

`` Your first time ? '' I asked. I knew it was not her start time. I had
numerous television at my house to try it was far from her first time.

`` My first very time, '' she said. `` My firstly sentence 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 ilk real. It was my outset time just like really
having sex with someone because I wanted to. ``

I was seeing a different side of Quinn. Different than I think she had
ever showed anyone. Our conversation continued for a yearn while. Quinn 's
parents had been in this diligence 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 sprightliness. With all the sex in her spirit, what
Quinn was missing was love. There was no dearth of masses in her life
that would die to be in dear with her, but Quinn wanted somebody who was
grounded in the real number world, not soul as detached from reality like all
the people at the studio. So when they looked for volunteers to do the
` Win a particular date'film, Quinn jumped at the prospect to meet someone from the
outside reality. According to her, though, she expected whoever she met to
be often like those people in the industriousness, but when she met me she knew she
found somebody different.

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

I could not believe how ripen Quinn was for her age. I loved how she
was not like near of the people in the industry. I loved how she wanted
someone more run aground. I loved her. I did not sleep with what the future held
for us, but if she wanted forever, I was will to present it to her.

I wanted to lighten the temper after the deep conversation we had been
having, so I asked Quinn if she had seen the playscript 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 frantic about it, and about being able to
picture show with me. I could not expect to picture either.



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