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not condone or endorse any illegal activities written of in the story. 
This just a story, do not do this at home.  If you are under the age of
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   (C) Tanya Writer 2014



   Trip To Tijuana

   I can't believe I'm doing this but here I am, driving down the freeway.
Every minute brings me a mile closer to there.  Somehow I can't seem to
stop myself, I don't know how it is that I can go on.  I seem to be a
passenger here, as I go on to whatever will be.  Yet I can't stop the car,
despite being the driver and only passenger in it.

   I'm saying this out loud as though there were someone here with me. 
Maybe by listening to myself, I can make sense of this.

   I'm sweating but I don't think it's all from the heat of late August in
Southern California.  There is no air conditioning in the car; but this old
car seems to hold together well.  (At least it better!) I don't know how I
would explain to mom and dad, what I was doing there; what their 18 year
old, perfect, college-bound son is doing in Tijuana.  Gees even my palms
are sweaty, not like it could have anything to do with where I'm going or
what I want to do when I get there.  It couldn't be that I am so nervous.

   It is a strange twist of fate that put me on this odyssey.  It seems
like so many little things that joined together to put this crazy idea in
my head.  I can hardly sort the ideas out as I make the two hour drive from
LA to the border.

   *************

   I don't know which idea really came first they all seemed to come
together.  There was my first girlfriend, Mary Ellen.  We started going
together when we were only in sixth grade.  We were both new at the middle
school, but then all the sixth graders were.  We didn't know each other
before, since we came from different elementary schools, but were in the
same class together for all of that year.

   We went together as much as kids that age could.  I still remember her
with her soft blonde hair flowing over her shoulders and down her back.  I
loved it when she wore it in a ponytail, because I could see her chest
better.  But then she didn't have much of a chest then.  Then again there
wasn't much to her anyway, she was just a small slip of a girl.  Not that I
was all that big then either.  We both grew up and grew together.  If you
saw one of us, you would most likely see the other somewhere nearby.

   We tried to do what passed as dating.  We went to the school dances
together, and once in a while we could get her mom or mine to drive us to
the mall.  We would hang out there together or take in a movie at the
Cineplex.  We did our fair share of making out, especially in the back row
in the corner of the movie theater.  At first she didn't wear a bra, but
then she didn't need one.  She was a freshman in high school before she got
any tits at all.  She never grew more than to be an A cup bra.  But that
was enough to make me happy playing with her little things.  In time, we
lost our virginities to each other.

   We went together until we were sophomores in high school when her family
moved away.  We were both heartbroken, but there wasn't anything we could
do about it.

   In my junior year I met Cindy.  She was smart enough to get to take some
of the science classes I was taking.  Which is saying something for her
since she was a freshman.  Now that I think about she was a lot like Mary
Ellen, with the same build.  But one thing that made them very different
Cindy had hair black as night and he wore it in a short bob.

   We lasted for that only year.  I don't know really what happened.  We
started out pretty strong, we were making out all the time.  That was
something we both wanted.  I was her first guy.  I took her virginity.  She
was like Mary Ellen in that she had small breasts too.  One thing about
her, she loved to have her pussy licked.  I did that a lot for her.  I
think I got to be fairly good at it.

   But as the year went on she just wanted to hang around with her
girlfriends more and more.  She wanted to spend less and less time with me.
By the end of the year we hardly spent any time together.  It was just
after the end of the school year, that the final straw came for us.  I was
in the mall off, back near the bathrooms, I needed to go take a pee.  I
came up on her unexpectedly.  I saw her kissing one of her girlfriends, she
was really into it with her.  I didn't say anything but quietly slipped
away.  I don't think she saw me.  I just never called her any more after
that.  She didn't seem to mind.  I guess I didn't either as I never heard
from her again either.  I didn't see her around school the next year
either, so maybe she moved or transferred to another school, I don't know.

   But without a girlfriend I put my time into school work.  It was paying
off, my grades had always been good, but now they were better.

   Also I got a job with the extra time.  With a job and no girlfriend I
was able to save for college.  Dad helped me buy this car.  Things were
going good.  I did miss the sex.  Mary Ellen was a little nympho, and Cindy
was willing to put out at first.  But as the year went on she wanted me to
lick her pussy more and more.  I did at least learn how to eat a pussy
well.

   Then there is my sister, Lauren.  That girl is a born nudist.  As soon
she was potty trained it was off with the clothes.  She runs around the
house naked all the time.  About the only time she puts clothes on is when
she has to go somewhere with the family, or when she goes to school.  Even
when she gets home from school it is a question of how fast can she get
undressed.  She runs around our fenced back yard naked.  Even when her
little girl friends come over to play, she stays naked.  I think up in her
room once or twice she has managed to get her girlfriends to go naked with
her.

   My brothers don't like her going naked.  They avoid having their friends
over, just so they don't feel embarrassed by their naked little sister. 
But I have seen them around Lauren: they get hard around her and they have
to go away for it to go down.  My girlfriends were cool with her nakedness.
Mary Ellen liked her, Cindy didn't seem to mind, in fact she did spend some
time talking to her while Lauren was nude.  When I think about it now, was
she checking out my sister while she was naked?  My guy friends don't much
care about her.  To them she was just a little girl, though she is 10 now.

   I guess the two biggest things that set me on the road today was that
girl at the birthday party at work.  She was cute for a 10 year old, but
why did she have to grab me that way?  I mean come on!  The animatronic
show was over, with the curtain closed on Uncle Waldo and his Cajun critter
friends.  It was time for him to make an appearance at a girl's birthday
party.  I was dressed up in the Uncle Waldo costume and my assistant led me
out to the party, (it's hard to see in that costume).  Uncle Waldo greeted
the parents and gave the birthday girl a hug.

   It was one of her party guests, a little girl, who said, "Are you a boy
or a girl in there?"

   Patty, my assistant said "It is Uncle Waldo, of course he's a boy."

   "I'll find out for myself."

   She groped me!  A 10 year old girl groped me!  And she found what she
was looking for.  If she didn't have a handful before the way she was
holding me and the little rub she was doing it was making me give her more
to hold on to.  I was embarrassed and thrilled as well as confused; ten
year old girls think about sex?  Does Lauren I wondered?

   It was a week later, later in the evening, all the families had gone
home and I went back to my other job.  When I'm not Uncle Waldo, I'm busing
tables, cleaning up all the bits of pizza left behind.  There were several
college guys eating pizza and talking.  I could hear them as I worked.  As
I moved closer I could hear them.

   "We should go.  They have some cheap booze we could score, and lots of
pussy there."

   "Yeah, then Dean can get laid, as long...  as he as enough money," A
Hispanic looking guy said, punching a dark haired guy in the arm.

   A blonde haired guy said, "Speaking of sex, I heard they have a donkey
show down there, some chick fucks a donkey on the stage."

   "No that's just an urban myth," the Hispanic guy said.

   The dark haired guy said, "You know, Rafael, right?  He was telling me,
he knows somebody down there and he said that they have little girls that
you can fuck."

   "Yeah right like one can get a girl like that there." The blonde said in
a voice dripping with sarcasm.  "Who would want one?  Besides knowing it's
Rafael, he just made it up."

   The dark haired guy said, "Yeah I know Rafael is full of shit, but he
has a bunch of cousins who live down there.  He made it sound like he was
an older Mexican guy, but he wouldn't say who it was, when I asked him. 
But Rafael said that the guy went there himself.  He said he went there and
that he can pick a girl and take her in a room and fuck her."

   "Why would you fuck a young girl?" The Hispanic guys asked.

   "Rafael said the guy, said that it was some great tight pussy."

   "How old was this girl?" The blonde asked.

   "Rafael made it sound like the girl was 12, but he said there were girls
from 7 to 17 at the place, more than just a couple of girls too," was the
reply.

   "Shit, Dean, why would anyone want to fuck a 12 year old anyway.  Not me
they don't have any titties at that age.  How could you even get it in a
girl like that?" The blonde said to the dark haired guy.

   The dark haired guy, Dean, said, "You have to use a lot of lube, it
helps grease the way."

   The Hispanic guy added, "You sure you ain't done it Dean?  Have you been
down there hunting for little girls?  I think it is just another urban myth
about TJ."

   The dark haired guy said, "I don't know, Rafael says he knows the guy
and he swears it's true.  Could be there is some tight little pussy down
there somewhere."

   With that he finished the last of his pizza, and they all got up to
leave.  The dark haired guy looked at me like he knew I heard them as I
moved over to clean up their table.

   **********

   All that has been stewing inside my head a 10 year old groping, me a
naked ten year old sister, now this guy saying that here are young girls
available for sex.  Plus my ex-girlfriends weren't ever that old, and they
sure looked younger than they were.

   So this morning with the day off and some money from the bank, I dressed
in my cotton button down shirt.  Actually it has snaps instead of buttons,
but they looked like buttons.  It also has breast pockets that buttoned
down too.  I put my passport and driver's license in one and money in the
other and closed the snaps.  I grabbed some condoms and now here I am
driving to the border.

   ***********

   I parked the car in a lot near the border and walked over.  Once over
the border there were lots of cabbies standing around in a plaza like area.
An older man standing next to a green older Ford with taxi painted on it
red called out to me, "You want a cab into town, Señor ?

   I asked him, "Do you know the city well?"

   "Of course Señor I was born here, I know everywhere.  I take you
anywhere you want to go."

   "You speak pretty good English, what do you charge?"

   "Only five dollars I take you any place you want to go."

   "OK let's go," I said.

   "If you want you can ride in the front with me," he said as I started to
get in the back.

   "OK, What's your name?"

   "I am Vincente.  Where can I take you my young American friend?"

   "So ah...  Vince you really know all the places well?" I asked with
trepidation.  I could feel beads of sweat running down my face and my palms
were all clammy.  Would I have the courage to ask him to take me where I
really wanted to go?

   "Oh yes very well I know everything that is here.  You look very hot,
perhaps you would like to go shopping.  Maybe a nice sombrero would keep
the sun off of you."

   "No not that, perhaps later in the day but I want something else first."

   "Then perhaps you need something to drink.  I know many fine cantinas.
Perhaps you meet a nice señorita?  A young man like you, you like the
señoritas, the ones with the big boobies aha?" As he said that he took both
hands off the wheel and gestured like he had a large handful of tits, then
he gave me a wink.  "It is OK if you want to come down to see our many
fine, señoritas, young men come down all the time for them, the girls will
be happy to see you."

   "Well I would like something like that but not a señorita." I said
barely able to get my throat to make the sounds, then I felt hotter and
knew I was blushing.

   He looked over at me and saw that.  "Ahh..  maybe you like the boys? 
There is no shame, it all OK here.  We have everything you like, is no
problem."

   "No not boys, but maybe girls, not the señoritas, younger ones I mean."
I said a little sheepishly.

   "Oh you are looking for the chicas?" He asked with some amazement.  "You
are looking for the little girls?  Why you want little girls, there are
many nice and pretty señoritas here?" He said with a bit of scorn in his
voice.

   "Umm...  I was curious about what it would be like with a young girl?"

   "How young you want this girl?" He seemed to say with some suspicion.

   "Ummm...  ten", I finally got out.

   "You want to feel like a big man when you put yourself in a tiny hole?"
He said with more than a bit of indignation.

   "No...no its' not like that." I said, really scared that he might turn
me in or something.  "I mean I know some girls that are about that age, and
they are so cute and I was wondering what it would be like with a girl like
that.  I want a girl that I can be nice to and have a good time with, not
some girl that only will do it for the money, and not care about me or what
we do.  I want her to feel good too, and not just about the money."

   "You don't like the señoritas with the big boobies?  You are strange
boy." Vincente said shaking his head.  He drove on, it looked like he was
turning over something in his mind.  Finally he spoke, "There's no place
for girls like that in the cantinas.  But I like you, I think you are a
good boy.  It is good that you want to feel nice about the girl and she
like you.  I take you some place, tourist like you don't go to.  This is a
place we don't take gringos.  It is a place that has girls you want.  But
they are not like the girls in the cantinas, they are good girls, but they
do for you.  I think they like young boy like you.

   "I will take you some place, it is not a place for the tourists like
you. So we must not go there directly.  It is not good to be seen taking
taxi to them." He drove me around on some back roads and came to a compound
of buildings.  He turned to me and said, when you leave walk down this road
and go around the corner there, you see?" He pointed down the dusty dirt
road, I nodded.  "Around there is Rosa's cantina.  You can get a taxi home
from the hotel next door to Rosa's.  I don't say you come back here again,
but if you do, you can have the taxi take you to Rosa's then you walk."

   We went to a door.  Vicente rang the bell.  He turned and gave me a
wink, "My sister is in charge here she will fix things for you." An older
lady came to the door and looked out, seeing Vincente and then me, she
ushered us into some kind of entry way.  She launched into him in Spanish
so rapid that I couldn't follow what they were saying But by the tone and
her gesturing, especially towards me, it was clear she wasn't very happy
that he brought me there.  Slowly he calmed her down as a spoke with a nice
even soft voice, touched her arm in a reassuring way.  After a bit whatever
he was saying to her seemed to placate her.  Finally he turned to me and
said, "She will take care of you, you get what you want here."

   Wow I couldn't believe that this might be true.  I was grateful I give
Vicente his $5 and a $10 tip on top of it.  She spoke to me, in Spanish, "
Ven." (come), and led me into some sort of living room like and pointed to
an old couch.  I sat as she walked away.  I waited for about 10 minutes
wondering what was going on.  Then she walked back in, she was followed by
several girls they looked to be about 9 to 13 in age.  They looked like any
Mexican girl that one might see around LA.  But they were all dressed in
what might be called their going to church Sunday best.

   She asked me, "Which you like?" As I was looking them over another girl
ran into the room.  She was wearing a yellow dress, while being clean
seemed to have seen better days.  The hem on the side of the dress was out
in a spot and it drooped down.  Her canvas topped sneakers were a dingy
white as were her ankle socks.  Her legs were thin like bread sticks.  Her
hair was a shiny black, it was done in a braid that hung down her back. 
But her complexion was much lighter than the other girls, almost white. 
Her nose as long and narrow rather than short and flat.  Between that and
her complexion it gave her a very European look to her, in contrast to the
other girls.  Not only was she different in that way that made me notice
her, (besides her being late to the lineup), she also looked to be about
10, or at least she seemed to be about Lauren's size.

   When she came in the woman gave her stern look.  She hung her head down
as if in penitence but her eyes lifted enough to see mine.  Quickly she
looked back down again, but in a second or two was looking back at me while
keeping her head bowed.  She gave a Mona Lisa smile for a couple of
seconds, before lowering her head and eyes again.

   The old lady repeated her question, this time I had an answer.  I
pointed to the girl in the yellow dress.  What that she clapped her hands
twice, gave a wave of her hand, and the girls all disappeared through the
door they came in from.  She pointed to the couch again.  I understood that
to park myself there again.  She was back in a couple of minutes this time.
She named a figure and I turned my back to her and unsnapped my right
breast pocket, I took out the amount of money she requested before snapping
the pocket closed.

   She lead me through a maze of corridors and finally to a room.  She
opened up the door and the girl was in the room.  She spoke to the girl in
Spanish, which I understood, saying three hours.  Then she closed the door
and left.  The room was a small bedroom with a single bed a little dresser
and a clothes line strung across one corner of the room from which two
dress hung on the line.  There standing over by the dresser in the corner
was the girl in the yellow dress.

   The girl and I looked at each other.  I spoke first, "¿Cómo te llamas?"
(What is your name?)

   "Carmella," she said shyly.

   "¿Cuántos años tienes?" (How old are you?)

   "Ten.  It is OK to talk English, I understand, S'ster Bertrille, she
teaches us English.  Why you want to see me?"

   "I thought you were pretty and you have a nice smile." With that she
smiled again.

   "Only the old men come her and want to see the girls.  We are the little
girls.  The young mens like you, they all want the older señoritas.  They
have the muy grande senos, you know the big titties.  I no have them." She
paused a bit before saying almost under her breath, "You no like the big
titties?" She gave me questioning look.

   "I don't care if you don't have the big boobs, in fact I don't care if
you don't have any at all."

   With that she laughed, an almost musical laugh, I though, and said, "I
no have any.  But why you come here.  Only the old men they come, not the
gingos like you."

   "Old men come here?"

   " S' they think that if they are with young girls it will make them
young again.  But is not so.  They have to take the little blue pills to be
like young man.  Then they are so rough I am sore when they are done."

   "If you don't mind my saying I think you are very cute and sexy.  I
didn't bring any pills like that with me.  Should I have?"

   "You not need them to be the hard man?" She questioned.

   "No I think seeing you will get me hard enough.  Can we do something
together?"

   "What you want?"

   "I want to undress you, and for you to undress me, OK?"

   "OK, I do."

   "Sit over here." I pointed to the bed.  When she sat I bent over at her
feet and removed her shoes and socks.  She had cute little feet I though.

   Then I sat beside her and said, "Your turn." She rose and sat at my feet
and took off my shoes and socks.  I stood and raised her to her feet,
turned her back was to me and unbuttoned her dress in the back.  When it
was done I pulled the sleeves down her arms and the dress fell pooling at
her feet.  "OK now do me." I told her she turned but with one arm across
her chest and her other hand over her pussy, even though she had on her
panties.

   "Take off my shirt, it's OK you can put your hands down we are lovers."
With that she lowered her hands.  Her chest was flat and the skin on her
chest was lighter colored just like her legs.  Her areolas were a dark
brown in color and about the size of a quarter.

   She started to try and unbutton my shirt, but I had to show her that
they were snaps instead of buttons.  She did that then I told her to do my
pants.  She undid the belt and the button at the top of my jeans.  She
lowered the fly, I think with some anxiousness on the part of both of us.
She tugged my jeans down over my underwear.  I wasn't sure if I could or
would be hard for a girl Lauren's age, but the proof was in the pudding, or
I should say in my shorts as I stood as tall and proud as I could.

   She looked first at my erection, then up to my eyes.  "You hard man. 
You not take the pills?  Are you the muy grande man here?" she asked as she
gripped my dick.

   "Look and see for yourself," I offered her.  She grabbed the waist band
and lowered my shorts.  She stopped when they were low enough to free my
hard cock, as it bounced up against my belly.

   "You funny, you no have the skin," she said as she touched where my
circumcision scar was.

   "You like it?"

   "Yes, you are not so big, but you stand up without the pills, it is
nice. It is cute one." I lowered my shorts the rest of the way and stepped
out if them.  When she reached out to touch my manhood again, my dick gave
a little lurch at her touch.  She jumped a little at that, then she looked
up to give me that wonderful smile of hers.

   "Now my dear we shall see you." I put my thumbs into her waist of her
panties and began to lower them.  I wasn't in a hurry to get them down. 
Her panties were something like an old granny would wear, not something a
sexy little girl like her should wear, or so I thought.  Her belly was
exposed to me, then lower and soon her mons was in sight.  It was a little
hillock rising from the bottom of her abdomen.  As far as I could see it
was devoid of hair.  Finally her panties cleared her body and were just a
piece of clothing wrapped around her two thin thighs.  Her pussy was cute,
and I thought sexy.  Perhaps it didn't look much different than Lauren's.
There was no hair, I couldn't see her inner lips, but her outer ones were a
plump pair, with a thin slit down the middle.  I could see the bump at the
top where I knew I would find her clit.  All I could say to seeing that
was, "muy bonito." She blushed a bit.

   She led me over to the bed and we laid on it.  She didn't expect it but
I kissed her.  She willing gave me back a kiss.  As we carried on our
tongues began to work in each other's mouth.  We had been doing that for a
couple of minutes, she pulled back and looked at me with a long look, then
spoke, "Why you kiss me?  The mens no want to kiss me, they want to fuck
me. They call me 'whore' and they say real man not kiss a whore."

   "You're not a whore you are a very cute young lady who is here with me.
We can have fun together.  Did you like it?"

   "S', but you are strange boy, you paid mother superior to do sex with
me? But you say I not whore."

   "You are not a whore to me, you are my lover.  Come here I want to kiss
you more." We kissed, I wanted to attack her earlobes and nibble on her
neck, which I did I was tempted to give her a hicky on her neck.

   I began to play with her chest.  Her little areolas began to swell up
and become like little nubs on her chest.  I was glad, that meant I was
exciting her.  I didn't want to fuck her, I wanted to make love to her.

   I moved down and began to suckle on her now growing nubs.  I was going
crazy with them I wanted to lick, suck and nibble on them all at the same
time.  I was doing that in turn to her little nubs.  My other hand was busy
on the little boob that I wasn't sucking on, as I switched off on her
little bits of heaven.  Finally I could pull my hand away from her booblet
and make my way down her belly towards that sexy little pussy of hers.

   I reached that hairless mound that rose up from between her legs.  When
I touched it she drew in a breath with a whoosh.  Did that mean that she
liked it?  It sure felt good to me.

   Cindy had hair there when I dated her.  Mary Ellen must not have when we
first started but she grew hers.  I never got to feel her when she didn't
have any I only got to feel her after it had been growing.

   It was nice to feel Carmella's hairless pussy.  I felt between her lips
I could feel a little wetness.  I wondered if she got wet for the other
guys that treated her like a whore.  I had to go down inspect with my eyes
what my hand was feeling.  When I did, it looked as good as it felt.  But
the real test was the taste test.  I was going to be putting her to that
test soon.  But before I did that I had to nibble on her bread sticks of
her thighs.  We both seemed to like that.  When I had enough of the it was
time for that test.  It turned out to be a test waiting to be take, because
my appetite had been wetted.  It did not disappoint.  She was as tasty as I
could have ever wanted, and she got wetter as I did.  I had my tongue in
her little hole.  She was grabbing me by my ears and pulling me.  I
replaced my tongue with my finger and began to explore her insides.  My
tongue went in search of what she was wanting me to find.  It turned out
that she wanted me to find her clit.  That was something that I was happy
to find.  I licked sucked and nibbled on it.  Carmella for her part was
showing her appreciation with a chorus of "Ahy ahy ahy." It didn't take her
long with that to reach her peak.  For bring her there she gave me a flood
of her juice, of which I was more than happy to lap up like a cat that got
the cream.

   She pushed me away and I moved up alongside her.  My mouth found hers
and we kissed like two long lost lovers.  In a while she nudged me and
opened her leg wide for me.  I got over top of her, her hands found my hard
dick, and led me to her inner chamber.  I sent him to explore like my
finger had been doing a couple of minutes before.  My dick found it to be
just as inviting as my finger did.  It was tight wet and soft, but with
ridges all through it.  I couldn't get all the way in before I hit her back
wall.  Not that I was go big but her love canal was not so long as the
older girls I had fucked.  But this made it a bit more exciting, as it
showed that she was a little girl.  She was so hot, I could feel her heat
and I loved it.  The only problem I was given condoms to use and I was in
her and I didn't have one on.  Carmella must have known it too.  We rutted
like two wild animals, which what we felt like, or at least I did.  It
seemed that she was primed and it didn't take her long to blast off into
her second orgasm of the afternoon.  Her rhythmic clutching of my cock by
her pussy walls set me off, and I sprayed her insides with my love juice,
to show my appreciation of her wonderful pussy.

   I got off her and we both had a breather.  I laid next to her and toyed
with her flat little titties.  They were so cute, I loved them.  She turned
to me and said, "You no wear rubber in me?  You put all your sperms in me?"

   "No I didn't wear it, sorry I got so caught up in the moment.  And yes I
did put them in you.  Sorry!"

   "All the mens was supposed to wear them.  But I like you, but I not know
your name."

   "Oh sorry I'm Robert, but my friends call me Robbie."

   "Señor Robbie, I like that you do that in me.  Mother superior says that
the mens have to wear it so the girls no get a baby in them.  But I can't
make the baby yet, maybe in a few years they say She also that the mens
have the diseases.  You don't have the disease Señor Robbie?"

   "No Carmella I don't think so, I haven't had sex with so many girls, and
I always used the condoms with them.  You're the first that I didn't.  You
don't take drugs do you?"

   "I no do that, I have no money to buy them.  They are very bad.  I hate
the mens who sell them.  They killed my family.  I hate them!"

   "THEY KILLED YOUR FAMILY!?" I was about shouting, my surprise and horror
was so great.  "What happened?"

   "My papa was in the police and they arrest the bad mens.  One day was no
school and my mama she says that I go with our neighbor and help in her in
the morning at the market.  I stay at her casa, that night.  In the night
the bad mens come and they break in our house and they kill my papa because
he is policeman, and they kill my mama and my sister and brothers.  I know
will they kill me, but I not home that night.  So I hate them, I never use
the drugs."

   "Oh Carmella I am sorry to hear that.  I wish there was something I
could do about it."

   "You tell all your gringo friends no buy the drugs, OK?  That make them
go away if no one buys them."

   "That I can do for you."

   "Do you like me?" She asked shyly.

   "Yes I do."

   "You like the sex with me?" She asked with her Mona Lisa smile.

   "Yes it was great!  I never knew that sex with a girl like you was
possible until recently.  "Now that I have tried it, it is the best I have
ever had, you are the best Carmella, but I should have followed the rules
and used a condom.  I'm sorry"

   "It's OK I liked it with you like that.  I could feel you make all the
sperms in me.  You can do that again with me?"

   "Yes I would love to do that again."

   "I make you hard, I suck you."

   That she did and it didn't take her long to do that.  This time I turned
her over had her put her little butt up in the air I kneeled behind her and
moved into take her doggy style.  Since I had cum shortly before so I could
go longer this time.  I held her slim little hips as I thrust into her.  I
reached around and ran my hands over her flat chest.  It felt so erotic to
do that with her.  After a couple of minutes we stopped.  I had her lay on
her back with her legs hanging over the edge of the bed and stood along the
bed and took her while I was standing there.  It was nice I could look down
and watch my cock run in and out of her cute little bare pussy.  When I
pushed in her inner lips went in and when I pulled back they followed me
out.  It was so exciting to watch!  Carmella was leaning on her elbows and
she could look down and watch too.  I had a free hand and began to toy with
her clit while I was plowing into her.  That caused her to fall back and
squeal.  I could feel her contracting her pussy walls, and it got so tight
in there that I had to slow down my pace.  But she wasn't going to have
that, she instructed me to go "Faster, rápido!  rápido!" I didn't
disappoint her I gave her what she wanted and set my hips into over drive,
and pounded her.  It brought back her "AHY's"!  And that brought me to my
peak and I spermed her pussy again.

   I got up and laid on the bed with her.  We kissed tenderly.  It felt so
good with her.  She got up and got a cloth and cleaned up what little of
mine had run out of her and then she cleaned me off too.  We went back to
kissing.  She reached down and began to toy with me.  It didn't take that
much for me to start to get hard again.  She was surprised at that.

   "You get hard again?  You no take the blue pills?"

   "No I didn't Carmella, you just get me so excited."

   "That is nice, I like you too Robbie.  You are not like the old mens who
come here.  They have to take the blue pills.  And you have nice pene.  It
is pretty not with that ugly skin on the end like they have.  And it is not
so fat as the old mens, they are short and fat.  It hurts when so fat goes
in me.  But they not go in so far.  You have thinner one and it goes father
in me.  I like that, It is fun when I feel you put the sperms in me.  You
want to know a secret?"

   "Oh course Carmella I want to know all about you."

   "I like the way you lick my vagina.  I like that but the mens don't do
that for me."

   "They don't do that to you but you have had that done.  Who does that,
that you know what it is like?"

   "Is a secret, you not tell?"

   "No of course not," I promised.

   "The sisters come and the bring us to their cells and they lick us and
then they want us girls to lick them."

   "You mean the nuns here are having sex with you?"

   "S'"

   "How long has this been going on?"

   "All the girls do it.  I have been living here and when I come the
sisters come to me.  But only the sisters come after sister Cecilia has
been to see the girl.  Mother Superior, she no wants the girls.  But the
other sisters do."

   "What do they do to get you to come to them?"

   "At the dinner when we alls eat they will come to us and pet our head,
and if they want you they will take and pull your hair behind your right
ear.  That was the other sisters know that someone has chosen you for the
night.  They come in order who has been here longest, and the youngest nuns
come in last, and they have the last choice."

   "Why doesn't mother superior come for a pick?"

   "I no think she likes the girls but I hear her make the noises like the
other sisters but I no see any girls or the sisters with her.  I see you
come today, in that car.  I see that same car at here at night when I hear
the noises.

   "Ahy you are getting big again, you want to do again?"

   "Yes I would do you want to also?"

   "S' but will you lick my pussy again?  I like that, the mens they no
want to do that for me, and I like it.  The sisters they do for me, but I
like the way you do."

   "Come here and I want you to get on your hands and knees, like when I
was with you before, when I was behind you, you understand?"

   "S'"

   "But I will be under you and I will lick you that way OK?"

   "S' any way you want, I just want that you lick me, you do so good."

   I had her on her hands and knees and I moved under her body with my face
up.  I had her lower her body so that her pussy was just above my mouth.  I
could lick her clit and also snake my tongue up to reach the opening
leading to her vagina.  It was fun for me as well as her.  I know that she
liked it, because she was getting so turned on I could see her clit come
out of its hood, it was trying to stand up like miniature cock.  I took
advantage of and attacked it and sucked on it like she had done to my dick.
It didn't take that long before she was having another climax.

   I wanted her to continue that, I pulled out from under her and laid on
my back and pulled her over on top of me.  She ended up facing my feet and
I had her raising and lowering her hips while I pushed up into her.  It
didn't take me that long before I was cumming again.  This time my
ejaculating in her set her off and she had her climax again.

   We were both so worn out by that time, we could only lay there.  "My
throat is so dry.  Is there any place I can buy some ice cream?"

   "S' I know, you come I take you it is not far."

   We got dressed, I put back on the clothes I had worn but she put on a
T-shirt and a pair of jeans.  She looked like the cute little girl that she
was.

   We set off to the store.  As we walked I questioned her.

   "It is only older men that come here, not young guys like me?"

   "No, boys not come, I think they not know about us Beside mother
superior not get money for the girls.  The mens come and they do work
around here.  One time there was water coming in the ceiling when it rains,
so the mens come and they fix.  Mother superior give them time with the
girl they like.  Sometimes they bring food or other things and mother
superior has no money to pay them so they get paid by the girls doing the
sex for them."

   "It is only you girls that I saw that give sex to the men?"

   "No there are many girls but it is the older girls that most of the mens
want, but sometimes they want girls like me.  Mother superior don't let the
mens do things with the younger girls."

   "There are other girls besides the ones I saw?"

   "S' we have all ages here."

   "There are girls younger than you doing sex?"

   "Yes when mother superior come to get us for you to see, she get only
the girls close to what you ask.  She got Theresa, she 9 and me and the
other girls up to Alicia, she is 13."

   "So the younger ones don't have sex with the men?"

   "Oh they do the sex but only with the sisters, and sometimes the gringo
womans who bring the barrel of clothes.  Mother superior says that is OK
for the womans to have the young girls if they want, because they not hurt
the girl like the mens do.

   **********

   We walked on the short distance to the store, when we got there I was
amazed at the prices for everything.  Two ice cream cones cost almost
nothing.  I got to thinking the sex as so great with her, perhaps I should
pay them back with more than the money I had paid for Carmella.  I took her
back inside the store.  I found that 10 pounds of beans would only cost the
equal of a couple of dollars and 20 pounds of rice not so much more.

   We carried them back me handling the rice and Carmella carrying the
beans.  Luckily it wasn't that far, she had gotten tired by the time we
reached the kitchen.  We brought them in, the nun that was there, saw us
carrying the food, she showed us where to put it down and told us to stay
there.  Mother superior came in and saw that I had brought them food, not
that much truthfully, but I guess it is that idea that I did it not so much
how much I had brought.

   Mother superior asked me in Spanish "¿Traer cosas de tesis?" (You bring
these things?) "¿Por qué?" (Why?)

   "Porque quiero que te ayudarán en tu trabajo." (Because I want to help
you in your work.) She looked at me in amazement that I understood her and
answered her.  Finally my high school Spanish had a practical use.

   "¿Por qué te preocupas por nuestro trabajo?" (Why do you care about our
work?) She asked me.

   "Carmella es una chica muy especial y quiero hacer cosas para ella y
para todos ustedes por ser tan amable conmigo que podr'a satisfacer a
Carmella y pasar un rato muy especial con ella." (Because Carmella is a
very special girl and I want to do things for her and for all of you for
being so nice to me that I could meet Carmella and spend some very special
time with her.) I answered her.  She seemed to accept my answer.  "¿Puedo
volver a verla?" (May I come back and see her again?)

   "¿Te gusta esta chica?  " (You like this girl?) I nodded, and looking
over at Carmella she was all smiles.  "¿Traerás comida otra vez como
ahora?" (You will bring food again like now?)

   "S'.  S', estoy feliz de compartir con ella y con todos ustedes." (Yes.
Yes I am happy to share with her and with you all.)

   She gave me a smile and said, "Usted puede venir a verla otra vez." (You
may come and see her again.)

   I turned to Carmella and asked her, "You do want me to come back?" She
gave me a great big grin and ran over to me and gave me a big kiss, in
front of the mother superior and a couple of nuns who had come in to see
this strange thing a young guy bringing them gifts.

   Carmella led me off taking me hand in hand headed towards the door.  I
told her, "I would be going to college in San Diego, so I will be nearby. I
will move down here in a couple of weeks.  When I get all moved in and set
up, I will come over to see you.  Will you wait for me?"

   "S'!  I wait you.  Come to me quickly OK?"

   "I promise." With that I left walking on down the road Vincente had
pointed out to me.  I made note of where I was and how I would get back
here.  This is great I have a new girlfriend down here already and I
haven't even started school yet.



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