"June my darling, what they sell in McDonalds isn't really coffee and I'll bet that they use all kinds of plumping and filling chemicals in their milkshakes to make them thicker and anyway, McDonalds will be crowded at this time of the day, there are only three customers in the Greek café, much more conducive to conversation and getting to know each other!"

I shrugged my shoulders on instinct and then reminded myself that it was childish to respond that way, I smiled at my mistake and nodded my head, "Okay!"

Gary opened the door for me to go in ahead of him, there was a bell hanging on the inside of the door that alerted Christos that someone was either entering or leaving his café. Christos was sitting behind his counter reading the morning newspaper, he looked up at the sound of the bell and then grinned as he jumped to his feet, "Gary my old friend...have you brought me a chicken for my lunch?"

I let my eyes flick over to Gary's face, he had a forced frown on his face and he was shaking his head to shut Christos up, Gary saw me look up at him and he shook his frown into a smile, "Christos mate, I'd like a cappuccino and my friend June here would like your very best chocolate milk shake...please!"

There were ten empty tables in the café but Gary guided me to a table that was both as far away from the other customers and very close to the counter...not the table I would have chosen for a private conversation."

I sat at the table while Gary waited for the drinks, because I was so close, I heard the whispered, "June is Tom Porter's granddaughter, I'm not sure how far she'll go but I'm going to try...naturally, if I'm successful, I'll bring you chicken for lunch tomorrow!"

I was sitting on a four seat table, two seats on each long side of the table, I sat on the right and Gary sat opposite me, placing my chocolate shake in front of me.

I was aware that Christos had suddenly lost interest in his newspaper that was still sitting open on the counter...Christos was behind me now, he was cleaning his chrome and stainless steel coffee machine on our side of the counter. Gary started making small talk, he was asking me how my grandfather was, explaining that it had been a few months since he'd last met up with my grandfather. The doorbell sounded, one of the other customers was leaving so now there were just the four of us in the café.

When the last two other customers left, Gary leaned over the table and put his hand on top of mine, he said, "So June, how old are you?" as he stroked the back of my hand.

"Nine and a half."

Gary snatched his hand away from mine as if I'd just scalded him...he sat back in his chair and whispered, "I'm sorry June...I've made a mistake, I thought that you were older, Tom never starts a girl off until after her twelfth birthday!"

I heard a little gasp behind me, Christos had stopped cleaning his coffee machine and was now looking over my shoulder. I caught Christos shaking his head in my peripheral vision and he was making a rolling hand signal, the kind that said, 'Keep going!'

I saw Gary acknowledge Christos' non verbal demands, he leaned back in, "I mean...naturally...when I saw the way that you were dressed, I thought that Tom had...erm...shall we say, 'Introduced' you to...erm...the game!"

"What game?"

"Well, let's call it the game of life...the game of life around here at any rate. I assumed that you were sexually active and was chancing my arm with you...I didn't realise that you were still virgin!"

I was sipping at my excellent chocolate milk sake as Gary admitted that he was making a sexual play for me, Christos gasped again, no player in the game ever admitted to a victim that he was playing her...or him I guess, boys were as likely to be targeted in the game as girls...it all just came down to availability and situation.

I took my glass from my lips and set the glass on the table in front of me, "Oh...I am sexually active, and I'm not a virgin anymore!"

I saw Gary's eyes meet Christos' and both men smiled at each other before Gary returned his look to me and his hand on top of mine again, "So, who started you playing the game, was it your grandfather?"

I shook my head, "No, not my grandfather...someone else...but he told me that I must never tell anyone...it's our secret!"

Gary and Christos exchanged another look before he returned to me, "You don't have to keep it a secret from other players of the game June, did it happen around here?"

I nodded my head.

"Where abouts?"

I looked towards Irthlingborough before I shook my head again, "I'm not supposed to tell anyone where we go either!"

Gary smiled at me, "So, the riverside footpath and spiny on the road to Irthlingborough then, let me see, is your friend Robert Bentham?"

I shook my head, Gary was looking up towards the ceiling, his eyes were moving like he was reading from a list stuck to the ceiling of the café, he mumbled, "It would have to be someone that you would trust...was it...Peter Timpson?"

He nodded his head at Christos and they both smiled at each other again before continuing, "Peter wouldn't mind you talking to me about it June, we're all players in the same game...how long has Peter been playing with you?"

"Since Monday."

"This Monday or last Monday?"

I found it very confusing the way people described time like that, if it was Wednesday, like today, surely the Monday that happened two days ago was last Monday but Gary was calling that this Monday..."Two days ago!"

"Just two days and he has fucked you already?"

I looked all around, I needn't have bothered, we were now quite alone, just me, Gary and Christos, whose hands were now on my shoulders, absentmindedly massaging my trapezius muscles with his thumbs as I was talking to Gary, all pretence of cleaning his coffee machine forgotten.

I shook my head, "No, Peter hasn't even tried to...yet!"

"So, what happened on Monday with Peter?"

"He played with my tits and we snogged, he made me rub his cock but that was all we did on Monday, we only had a few minutes."

"Did he take your blouse off?"

I shook my head, "No, just these two buttons.", I was pointing to the two buttons that Peter had opened to get his hand in my blouse.

"Did he cum?"

I shook my head again, "No, like I said, we only had a few minutes but I'm sure that he liked what I did for him."

"Did you go back yesterday?"

I nodded my head again.

"Did he fuck you yesterday?"

I shook my head again, that caused a confused look to cross Gary's face, "So, who did you lose your virginity too?"

"One of the boys at school, Anthony Bentham, we did it at his house this lunchtime!"

Gary looked a little shocked, "Was it painful, does Anthony have a big cock...like mine?"

I smiled at him, "I have no idea how big your cock is but I'll guess that Anthony's cock is smaller!"

Gary looked behind himself at the wall of glass facing out onto the street, he made a gesture with his head that was aimed at Christos. I felt the massaging fingers relax on my shoulders and Christos moved over to the side of the first of the massive windows, he began lowering the venetian blinds in front of the big window, it was a struggle because they didn't get closed very often.

"So, what did you do with Peter yesterday?"

"When I got to the spiny, there was another man with Peter, the other man was kneeling on the ground in front of Peter, sucking Peter's cock."

"And did you run a mile June?"

"No, I went closer to them to watch what the other man was doing."

Gary was nodding his head, "Standard gamesmanship, get a new prospect and quickly introduce them to wilder and wilder sexual experiences before they have the chance to really think about what's happening..." I looked over at Christos, he was nodding his head in agreement with Gary, Gary patted my hand to get my attention focussed back on him as Christos was setting the blind so that the inner edge of each slat was higher on the inside than the outside, stopping people in the street from seeing into the café. "...What happened next June?"

"Colin sucked Peter off while Peter opened my blouse wide open..."

Gary interrupted me, "Was that Colin Black?"

I nodded my head, "...then Peter got me to rub Colin's cock for him but I wasn't doing it hard enough, because, again, we only had a few minutes because Peter didn't want me to get home from school late and get in trouble from my mother."

"So...poor old Colin didn’t get his turn to cum then!"

I shook my head, "When Peter told him that he only had three or four minutes left, Colin took over getting himself off and he plastered my chest with his sperms!"

Gary smiled at that comment, "So, Peter didn't get you to suck his cock or Colin's then, just rubbed him off a little?"

"He didn't get me to suck him off then in the spiny but he did later!"

Christos was closing the roller blind fitted to the back of the door, the blind had 'CLOSED' painted on it and Christos locked the door while he was making sure that the blind was totally covering the glass pain in the door before moving on to the far side of the second large window to work the strings to lower that venetian blind.

"So June, if you didn't suck his cock in the spiny, on your way home from school, how did you get to suck his cock for him?"

"Because it was my parent's wedding anniversary yesterday, I had to have dinner with my grandfather last night..."

Again Gary interrupted me, "And Peter was at Tom's house waiting for you was he?"

I shook my head, "...My grandma Mary was at my grandfather's house...no, after Grandpa picked me up, he asked me to run down to Peter's house to deliver his birthday present to him while grandpa drove around the block because there is no parking in front of Peter's house at that time of the day. It was while I was delivering Peter's birthday present that Peter got me to suck his cock for him!"

Christos cleared his throat to get Gary's attention, "I can't get this one to go down mate, look...sorry!", the blind was at a jaunty angle but it had jammed as it was going down but the lower side could be pulled back up, even though it wouldn't go down.

Gary looked disappointed, then he looked into the corner by the window covered by the blind that had actually worked properly, "Let's move to that corner June where we'll be out of sight from the road."

Gary carried both his coffee and my milk shake to the table in the left hand corner by the window, he stopped me sitting down and he pulled me into a kiss, his hand fumbling between our bodies before taking my hand and placing it on his cock, he whispered, "Was Anthony Bentham's cock as big as mine baby?"

I pulled away from him but didn't let go of his cock, I just stood there staring at it as I rubbed my hand up and down its length.

I shook my head, "Nowhere near as big!"

Gary smiled, "This Anthony Bentham...is he Robert Bentham's son?"

"I think so, I saw a picture of Robert Bentham in Anthony's living room."

"How do you know Robert Bentham if he wasn't one of the men playing with you?"

"When I walked to school this morning, he tried to get me to go into the spiny with him and one of the other men called him Robert Bentham."

I felt hands on my hips from behind, Christos had joined us and now he was searching for the clasp and zip at the side of my skirt.

Gary turned me around to face Christos and I let Christos kiss me as Gary finished pulling my skirt down, Gary laughed out loud, "I see you came prepared June!"

I looked over my shoulder at Gary, "I was too wet to put them on after I let Anthony screw me!"

While I was talking to Gary over my shoulder, Christos was unbuttoning the front of my blouse and within a second, I was standing totally naked in the front of the café with two men. I looked back at Christos and watched him open his trousers and pull them down, Christos' cock was slightly fatter than Gary's but a little shorter, Gary started to push my head forward towards Christos, I started to bend my knees but Gary stopped me by placing his hand between my legs and lifting me back upright by my cunt.

"You suck Christos' cock for him and I'll try to get my cock into you from behind while you're bent over...my cock won't go in as far and it won't hurt you as much that way around!"

Christos was holding my head with both of his hands as I lowered my mouth towards his cock, Christos wasn't being at all careful as I took the head of his cock into my mouth, he pushed forwards hard, causing me to gag a little...as I gasped, I felt Gary's cockhead rubbing up and down my gash...Christos pulled back an inch and then he rammed back in, just as Gary entered me with a sharp thrust, pushing me forward to meet Christos' thrust, I gasped with the pain of Gary's cock stretching my cunt and as I gasped, Christos bottomed out...not in my mouth, because I'd gasped in pain, the head of his cock actually entered my throat. Both men climaxed within a second of each other and after less than thirty seconds after entering my body.

I was still naked, I was coughing and choking from the battering that my throat had just taken, Gary and Christos had put their cocks away again and they were both staring at me as I stood there naked in front of them...Anthony's spunk had caused a little trickle of slime running down between my inner thighs, Gary's spunk was flooding out of me like a river...a red river, there was blood mixed in with Gary's spunk...even from behind, Gary had got his cock in deep enough to break my hymen, even though Anthony's fuck hadn't managed to do it earlier because his cock was so small.

Fortunately, Christos' tables all had serviettes on them so I was able to clean myself between my legs while both men were praising me for my skills and the way that I'd taken both of them on at the same time like that, especially as I was so new to the game.

I started to get dressed and Christos said, "I can't work out why your grandfather told you to take Peter Timpson a birthday present when Peter's birthday was between Christmas and the New Year.

Gary laughed, "Peter would have phoned Tom to tell him that he'd just hooked June into the game, Peter would have asked Tom to help him move June on a little more quickly...I'll bet that Tom will ask her to suck his cock soon."

Gary stopped talking and looked at my face, "June, have you already sucked Tom's cock?"

I smiled at his perception, "When my granddad took me home, we parked up on Richards' farm track overlooking my house and I sucked him off up there!"

I was fastening the buttons down the front of my blouse and I looked at my chocolate milk shake, I'd finished half of the shake and after Christos filling my mouth with his spunk, I had expected myself to use a little of my shake to take the nasty taste away but I wasn't even bothered about the taste...don't get me wrong, it still tasted bad but I didn't over react to it any more, I just took it in my stride, just like my grandfather had told me I would last night and who knows, in time, after sucking enough cocks, I might actually get to like the taste...just not at that moment.

Christos opened his café again once my skirt was back in place and the three of us sat around chatting until three o'clock, my school would kick out in fifteen minutes time so I decided that it was the right time for me to head off towards the riverside path and the spiny that ran along side of it.

I flicked my blazer over my shoulder again and walked out into Irthlingborough Road. I crossed the bridge over the river and stopped at the top of the steps, there were three cars in the fishermen's car park, Peter Timpson's car wasn't there but there was a driving school car, 'RB School of Motoring' pained on its side.

'Well, June my girl, that could be Anthony's father's car, RB could stand for Robert Bentham!'

I skipped down the steps to the riverside, there were two men sitting on their baskets at the river's edge, both men content with dangling their worms in the water to try and attract a fish or two.

I looked down the length of the first path, no one in sight, I spotted movement along the second path, it was Robert Bentham, he was looking for a playmate but there wasn't as many possibilities around at three o'clock as there was at eight o'clock this morning, I walked down the path and gave out a fake cough. Robert turned quickly, his fingers against his lips to make me keep quiet, then he realised that there was no one at the height that he was looking so he lowered his eyes to my level, he grinned at me and then beckoned for me to come closer, he pointed to a gap in the wall of bushes and there was a man with a young boy, the boy was wearing the uniform of the Irthlingborough Primary School.

Robert put his lips against my ear, "I see you came back for me then darling...we can't do it here, Alan has only just hooked that boy, he needs privacy for a few minutes to open him up."

Robert grabbed my shoulder and he pulled me back down the path out to the river and along to the third path, the path that Peter preferred using, as he dragged me along the third path, he said, "Who introduced you to this place darling?"

"Erm, Peter Timpson!"

"How far down the path has he taken you?"

"I pointed to the far end of the path, "All the way to that end there!"

"That's not what I meant, has he fucked you yet?"

I shook my head, "No, Peter hasn't fucked me yet!"

"Shit...it wouldn't be right if I bird dogged his prospect...erm, did he tell you to come down here, even if his car isn't up at the car park?"

I nodded my head, "He told me that Colin Black or one of his many friends would look after me if he wasn't here!"

Robert smiled at me, "Suck my cock for me!"

I reached up to the tree and hooked my blazer over the same broken stub of a branch that Peter had placed it the first time I went into the spiny with him. Robert was just standing there with his arms behind his back, waiting for me to do all the work for him.

I paused for a moment and thought, 'What is it that I like about doing this game...I like the men taking control of me, I like it when men strip me, I like it when men play with my tits and my cunt...I'm not getting any of that from Robert, so what am I doing here?'

I begrudgingly opened Robert Bentham's trousers and fished his cock out into the open, I leaned in and took him in my mouth, I sucked him, his cock was so fat that it hurt my jaw but I had no worries about him hurting my throat, his cock was far too short to reach that point...so short in fact that I couldn't use my hand to help him to cum, so I had to do it all with my mouth, at least it gave me a lot of practice at getting a man off just with suction and licking as well as the friction from my lips.

I got a short sharp blast of pre-cum to tell me to get ready for the flood but in the end, Robert shot out even less spunk than his son had done the two times I'd sucked him earlier in the day. I swallowed his spunk and then a voice from behind me said, "See, she didn't mind sucking his cock..." I felt a hand tapping on my back and looked over my shoulder, "...did you swallow his spunk little girl?"

I nodded my head, the man with the boy from Irthlingborough primary school was standing there with the boy at his side.

"Would you like to suck my friend's cock?"

I nodded my head, "If he wants me too!"

I didn't even give it a second thought, I just agreed to suck yet another cock without thinking about it, perhaps my grandfather was right, after a few cocks, I had grown to love doing it. I squatted close to the ground in front of the boy, "How old are you?"

"Eight."

"What's your name?"

"William."

I opened his trousers and pulled them down to his ankles, I wasn't steady enough in the squat and I didn't want to kneel down on the path as it was far too muddy for that, I just stood up and bent at the waist and then I started to suck the eight year old boy's cock for him.

I felt movement at my side, the man with William was shuffling past my side, going deeper along the path...I felt the back of my skirt being flicked over my hips, exposing my bare bottom and fingers starting to explore inside my vagina.

Robert tried to stop him, "Her sponsor hasn't fucked her yet!"

"Well, someone has and recently too!"

I felt pressure at the back of my legs and suddenly, my vagina was opened up again by another man's cock as he pressed his cock home into me. I let my eyes flick up into William's eyes, there was a shocked look on his face, he mumbled, "Is he hurting you?"

I shook my head, popped his cock out of my mouth, "It only hurts the first time a man fucks a girl, after that, it's always a pleasure."

William had his orgasm, I was in no doubt about that, just from the way that he was dancing about and breathing heavily but I missed out totally on any semen, he was dry climaxing still, I juggled his balls with my left hand, or, rather I tried to juggle them but his plumbs had no stones in them, his balls hadn't descended yet, he was very immature for his age.

I checked my watch, I'd spent too long having fun in the spiny, it would appear that most men didn't care if a girl was late home from school or not, all they were interested in was their own pleasure...Peter was obviously different, he was careful to send me home when my time was up.

I ran all the way home, checking number seven off of my plan for my day...now all I had left was part eight, slipping into my house without my mother noticing how I was dressed for school.

I slipped into my back garden, I could hear my mother talking at the bottom of the garden with one of our male neighbours, there was a lot of giggling, I gave a cursory look down the garden, the voices and giggling were coming from behind my dad's junk shed. Our garden was south facing and the neighbour lived behind us.

I ran up stairs, showered and changed out of my school uniform as quickly as I could. As it was so hot, I put shorts and a t-shirt on and then I went down the garden to find my mother.

As I walked down the side of the shed, I heard the man say, "I envy you your south facing garden Vicky, my garden is always in shade from the house after mid day, this is the last spot of sun left and I can't sunbath in the front garden dressed like this...can I"

I stepped around the side of the shed, "Oh, here you are mum, I've looked all over the house for you!"

Mum looked shocked, seeing me appear around the side of my father's junk shed, "What's the time?"

I was looking at the man over the fence, not that it had much substance, when they built a new estate of houses, they just hammered a few wooden stakes in the ground and strung two strands of galvanised wire to mark out the house boundaries. The man was only wearing a posing pouch, nothing else, my mother wasn't dressed much better though, she had a tiny bikini top on and a pair of gold lame hot pants that were far too small for her and her feet were bare.

I checked my watch, "It's ten minutes past five!"

Mum whispered, "Shit, the afternoons gone and I haven't even got dinner started yet!"

Mum smiled at me as we walked past the side of dad's shed, "What did you think about the way he was dressed June?"

"It's a good job that he wasn't excited!"

Mum laughed and then she gave me a strange look..."What do you know about men getting excited?"

"Mum, I spend all day and every day in a classroom with fourteen boys, there isn't a minute of the day when one or other of them isn't EXCITED!"

Mum shook her head, "When I was your age, I didn't even notice boys!"

"Well, that isn't surprising really, didn't you go to the old school before they knocked it down and replaced it with our new school?"

She nodded her head.

"Didn't they keep boys and you girls apart for most of the day when you were in primary school?"

She looked thoughtful for a moment and then she nodded her head and said, "Oh...yes, they did keep us apart most of the time at primary school but by the time we got to secondary school there were more mixed schools than single sex schools so we suddenly had to work out how to cope with members of the opposite sex."

We'd been walking about two feet apart at that point but mum closed the gap between us and dragged my body against hers, she tried to kiss the top of my head as she'd done for as long as I could remember but I was suddenly too tall, "Bend your damned knees a little..." I bent my knees so that she could plant her kiss on the top of my head and then she ruffled my hair, "...and will you stop growing up so fast, you'll be taller than me by this time next year at this rate!"

When we reached the kitchen, mum asked me what I'd like for my dinner, I just put my hands on my hips and gave her my 'What do you think', kind of look.

"I know that from choice you'd say burger and chips every time...what did you have for lunch at school today?"

I stopped myself saying spunk and a peanut butter sandwich, "I'm not sure, it was some kind of boiled meat, brown I think with mashed potatoes, peas and carrots, all hidden under a thick, lumpy gravy...although the lumps could have been in the mashed potatoes."

"Okay then, I suppose that we could have burger and chips this once."

"Dad will hate it!"

"Erm, your father's working away until Friday, they had an emergency in Newcastle that he's had to pop up and sort it out, so you can have what you want to eat tonight!"

I left my mother in the kitchen cooking our dinner and I went into her sewing room, there were clothes all over the place, clothes for very fat women, I called out, "Hey mum, have you started a new business, repairing clothes for other people?"

Her head popped around the door, "No darling, they're clothes from the back of my wardrobe, they're older than you because they are the clothes that I wore when I was pregnant with you, I was just going through them, they all need washing because they've been at the back of the cupboard for almost ten years, some need a little repair and others need bringing up to date with a little additional trim...or a little less, erm material...off the bottom of their hems perhaps."

I spotted a box on her table, "What's in the box mum?"

"Oh, I call that my memory box, all the little things that I've kept over the years that remind me of the pleasures in my life."

I sniffed the air, "Smells like burger burning to me mum!"

"Shit..." and with that expletive, she was running for the kitchen.

I took the lid off of her memory box and peered in, deep down at the bottom of the box there was a school exercise book, it looked almost brand new, it was in much better condition than any of the books that I was using at school at the moment.

I mined down to it and dredged it to the surface.

The front of the book announced, 'Victoria Porter, one X'

I opened the front cover of the book, mum was using it as a kind of note book as well as a bit of a diary, rather than a work book for her school work. I looked at page three of the book, my mother had created some kind of spreadsheet, all very neat, perfectly ruled, perfectly straight lines, it took just a second to realise that the first column was full of boys names but the other columns were a little more difficult to decipher, the second column had 'K' at the top of it and the third column just had '1st' above it, the fourth column had '2nd' the fifth had '3rd', the sixth had '4th', the seventh had 'F' and the eighth column was wider and had 'Notes' above it.

I counted the names, there were fifteen names written in the same black biro that had been used to create the grids of the spreadsheet, they were written in alphabetical order of their last name but then there were ten more names, written randomly and using different pens, different colours of ink, the additional names had other differences too, they had things like '2 Y', '3 C'...even, 'Geography'.

One name jumped off the page, the only name that had an entry in every cell on the spreadsheet, that name was Colin Black, under the second column it had a '10', the third had a date or a fraction, it was 5/8, either five eights or the fifth of August, the fourth column had '10/8'...okay, that looked more like the tenth of August, the next cell had '16/8' and the one after had '5/9' and under the column headed by the 'F', it had a '10' and under the wide column headed by 'Notes' it had, in tiny writing, 'Colin is the best so far...I think he could be the one that I need to introduce to my father!!!'

The sound of the 'Difference engine' running in my head was almost deafening but when the answer popped up on the screen, I called out silently at the bottom of my voice, 'Eureka!' the answer that had popped into my head was:

1. 'K' = Kiss, every boy had a score in the k column, Colin had the highest score of ten.
2. '1st' = first base, most of the boys had a date in the first base column, spread out over the year.
3. '2nd' = second base, there were only a few boys who didn't have an entry in that column.
4. '3rd' = third base, again, there were only a few boys that didn't have a date entered in the third base column.
5. '4th' = fourth base, more than half of the boys had a date entry in that column, all of the additional names at the bottom of the list had entries and six of the names in the top part of the list had empty cells in that column.
6. 'F' = I worked out that the 'F' probably stood for FUCK, mainly because most of the boys that had reached fourth base went on to get a score in the 'F' column, one of the boys got a score of '1' and in the notes at the side of his name, 'V-Selfish...I gave him everything and he gave me nothing in return...never again!'

Well, I could have been wrong in my analysis but I hoped that I wasn't because, if I was right, it looked like my mother may have had sex with eight or nine boys in her first year at secondary school when she was only eleven years old but I had no idea how old she was when she first started having sex...but surely she couldn't object if she found out that I was having sex now, after all, I was only two years younger than she was when she was keeping notes on her lovers in her private note book.

I picked her book up and took it into the kitchen and placed it on the kitchen table, "Mum, what does 'Three C' mean in your note book?"

She was shaking the chips in the basket in the deep fat fryer, she looked up in the air and said, "Three C means three Craft, when I was at school, we had four streams, 'X, Y, T and C' the 'X' stream students were destined to take the GCE exam when they were fifteen, then there was the 'Y' steam, those pupils would take the easier 'CSE' exams when they were fifteen, the 'T' or 'Technical' stream wouldn't take any exams and would only stay at school until they were fourteen...then they would get jobs in factories, the 'C' or 'Craft' stream kids would go into farming when they were fourteen or work as laborious on building sites...why do you ask?"

"I found this book in your memory box, it looks like you had twenty-five boys in your class at school but some of the boys have like, '1 Y', '3 T', '2 C' and this last one, Ken Young, he just has 'Geography' after his name.

My mother rushed over to me and snatched her book off of the table, "That book is very private darling, you shouldn't be looking in it!"

"It looked a little to me...like you were keeping a log book of your boyfriends when you were at school mum!"

She gasped and gave me a very shocked look, "Why do you think that?"

I thought, 'Well, apart from your reaction...mummy dear'

"Well..." I pulled the book out of her hand and opened it on the kitchen table again, "...take the first column, every boy apart from Winston Grant had a score out of ten, Colin Black got a solid ten...wasn't he dad's best man at your wedding?"

Mum nodded her head.

"Well, the column heading for that column was 'K' so I assumed that was 'Kiss'...then there are first base to fourth base, so, I guess that the fraction in that column is the first date that each boy reached the relevant base...again, no fraction in Winston Grant's row it's empty, then the 'F' column, I assumed that meant 'F for sex' because of the comment against Paul Maitland from '2 C', he got a nine for kissing but only a two in the 'F' column and in the notes for him you wrote, 'Massive, long lasting but dumb as a dildo!'...Is a dildo that bird that became extinct in the seventeenth century?"

There was a half gasp and a half laugh, "No darling, that would be a dodo!"

"So, what is dildo then..." I actually knew what a dildo was but wanted my mum to try to explain it to me, from the look on her face she was reluctant to do that, so, I continued, "...oh, never mind, I can look it up in a dictionary later and again, Winston Grant doesn't have a score...because Ken Young has Geography at the side of his name, I'm assuming that he is your geography teacher, he scored well in both the kissing and the...erm, sex column, nine for both and he reached all four bases on the same day...so, why are there no entries for Winston Grant, apart from his name, mum?"

She had a strangled smile on her face, she was kind of sucking the back of her teeth as if she had a mote of food stuck between her teeth.

She shook her head, "You're too clever by half darling...too damned clever and too grown up for your age...Winston Grant was the only Jamaican student in our school, none of the girls would even talk to him, if a boy saw us being friendly with him they wouldn't speak to us ever again after that, they used to say, 'Friendly with a black...no way back!' anyway, he didn't last long in our class, he was downgraded by the second term, dropped down to 'One Y' and in the second year, he was in 'Two T' and then he dropped again to 'Three C', he dropped out of school all together by the end of the third year."

"Chips smell like they're ready mum!"

She jumped into action, the chips were very brown but at least they were crispy on the outside and soft and fluffy on the inside, the burgers were only burnt on one side, all in all, one of my mother's better meals.

We sat eating and mum spoke with her mouth full of food, "Frank is having a party tonight...he has invited me to go, but I told him that I'd have to stop here to look after you...it's far too short notice to get a sitter for you!"

"Frank...I don't think I know a Frank mum!"

She shovelled another fork full of food into her mouth and then waved her knife in the direction of my father's shed, "Frank lives behind your dad's shed!"

"Posing pouch man?"

She nodded her head as she swallowed hard to empty her mouth, "When I told him that I wouldn't be able to get a sitter for you at such short notice, he told me to bring you with me..." she punctuated her comment with a hearty laugh, "...I thought that you were far too young to understand an adult party but after you deciphered this..." she pointed at her book, "...I think that you might be able to handle a party like Frank has planned!"

I nodded my head in agreement.

I was washing the pots and mum was drying them, as we stood at the sink she seemed to be musing on the party that we had been invited to, "Erm June, if we do go to this party, you can't mention it to anyone else, you have to keep it a secret from everyone..."

"Even from dad?"

Mum's eyes opened wider, "Yes, keep it a secret from your father."

"Even from Grandpa Tom and Grandma Mary?"

"You have to keep it a secret from everyone...especially from your grandfather, he could become a pest to you if he finds out that you're...erm, so grown up. He usually prefers his girls to be a lot older than you but he doesn't have a strict rule on a girl's age and if your grandfather starts to pester you...all of his friends will pester you as well!"

I had to smile to myself as I rinsed the soapy water off of the last plate that I was washing and handed it to my mother, I was thinking, 'How exactly do I frame the question to sound innocent!'

"Erm mum, how...I mean why, no...the thing is, people don't usually brag about their...erm...you know, sex things that they do, so how would my grandfather's friends know if he has a sexy secret?"

"They have some kind of club or secret society, they have a notice board at their clubhouse where they advertise that kind of thing...well, that's what I think happens, no one outside of their group ever knows anything about it but it was the reason that grandma Sarah divorced him when she found out what he was up to."

Well, that certainly answered a question...how come so many elderly men suddenly seemed to be aware of me, nine year old girls would be almost invisible to most men...most boys as well if truth be told and the men's club must be really efficient if everything that happened to me could have happened in just seventy two hours after my first contact with Peter Timpson. Another thought hit me..."Erm, mum, why did, erm, 'Posing pouch' man...erm, Frank, invite you to his party all of a sudden?"

Mum smiled at me...no, she grinned at me, if she had been a man, I would have said that it was a lecherous grin, a sexually suggestive grin, and then she gestured to herself with very theatrical hands, "Just look at me...I was trying this bikini top on from when I was at school and the hot pants are fifteen years old. I was only wearing them to see if they were comfortable enough to keep or if they needed throwing away."

It was the first time that I'd really looked at her hot pants, they were so tight that it looked like she was hiding saddlebags in her crotch...that or there was a very large camel's foot in her knickers with a toe down each side of the central seam, I'd seen that kind of thing before at school but only on girls in their gym knickers or swimming costumes if they were too tight or if the girl had pulled them up too high.

"Mum, no wonder that man invited you to the party at his house, you look like sex on legs...what's this party in aid of anyway? I mean, it is on a work night after all, it must be something really important."

"You know...I think that he probably invented the party after we started chatting over the fence...once he saw how I was dressed and I told him that your father would be away until Friday evening! He's probably at home right now, ringing around all of his friends, trying to rustle enough men up to make the party seem real..." I nodded my head to show that I understood or agreed with what she was saying, "...he said that some of his guests would be in fancy dress...that'll be fun, won't it?"

"I'm sure it will be fun...did he say what kind of fancy dress?"

"Oh yes, something beginning with 'P'!"

I let my smile out in the open this time as I thought, 'Looking at the way you're dressed mummy, I think he has it in mind for you to go dressed as a prostitute!' "I suppose that I could put my school uniform back on and go as a pupil!"

Mum returned my smile, "Or, you could put your party frock on and your tiara and go as a princess."

"I could find my black and white stripped t-shirt and put a scarf over my head and an eye-patch and go as a pirate."

Mum burst out laughing, "I suppose that I could put one of my maternity dresses on and stuff a pillow down the front and go as a pregnant woman!"

"Too scary by half mum, that image could give me nightmares for years to come."

I saw mum's smile dissolve, her lips straight as she was thinking through something, she was reaching up to put all the dishes into the high cupboard but I could see that she was giving me a sideways look, "Did you think about what I said last night...you know, about boys and having a boyfriend?"

I nodded my head, "I sat next to a boy in class today for the first time ever!"

That caused my mother to forget stacking dishes for the moment, "A boy darling...how wonderful, what's his name? What's he like? Is he tall, handsome?"

I put my hands on her shoulders, "Mum, too many questions...what have you told me in the past about asking too many questions all at the same time. His name is Anthony Bentham."

"Bentham, I knew one of the Bentham family from about thirty years ago, I met Robert Bentham at my father's thirtieth birthday party...Robert was twenty years old when my father introduced him to me...I wonder if he is related to your friend Anthony?"

"I guess he could be, Bentham isn't a common surname around here."

"So, what's Anthony like?"

"Let me see, you asked me what he's like, well, I think he's about the cleverest of the boys in my class but that isn't saying much, he has a good sense of humour...then you asked if he was tall, well, he's a little taller than me, the tip of my nose touches his lips when we're toe to toe...oh, and he's very handsome, the most handsome boy in my whole year at school, almost as handsome as my father!"

I was a little surprised to see that my mother was actually licking her lips as I told her what Anthony was like and when I finished, she said, "Is he mature darling?"

"Well, I guess that he can be a little childish sometimes but then even men as old as my dad can be a little childish from time to time!"

Mum giggled, "I don't mean mature like that darling..." she looked towards the back garden, my father's shed and the upper floor of Frank's house and then she whispered, "...I mean, is he, you know...grown up?"

"Mum, he's exactly the same age as me."

"No...silly, does he act grown up...you know, with you?"

I looked out of the kitchen window to see what was holding my mother's attention, "I could see three men in Frank's back garden, they were all standing in the last rays of the sun that was hitting Franks garden, the three men were wearing just swimming trunks, then Frank stepped over our fence, he was still wearing only his posing pouch, he strolled straight up to our back door, called into the open door, "Vicky, can we borrow your back garden to do a little sunbathing before my party starts.

I saw a little shiver run through my mother's body as Frank spoke, she rushed to the kitchen doorway and leaned against the frame, he looked her up and down, he smiled at her and then his eyes flicked past her to me, I saw instant movement in his posing pouch as his cock inflated, his eyes quickly flicked from me back to my mother, I could see that she was looking down at his posing pouch, so she had definitely seen his cock shudder in its cocoon of red leatherette material.

"Well, I guess it makes sense, we have another two hours of good sunlight before the shadow from your house catches up with us Frank, feel free!"

The party seemed very real all of a sudden, me and my mum had been joking or rather 'Bantering' about how we could dress for a fancy dress party but now, the party was starting out in our back garden with Frank and three other men sunbathing in our back garden almost naked, just a posing pouch or 'Speedo' swimming trunks covering their bodies.

I ran up to my bedroom to look through my clothes but at the top of the stairs I spotted something out of the hall window, I'd never really taken much notice of the view out of that window before, I knew that it looked out over 'Valley Allotments', the Richards family had been forced by the planners to keep a small area of their meadow as an amenity site, it could have been a park or a playground but by making that space into allotments, at least it would earn the family a little rent each year.

As the allotments were all owned by older people and before Monday, I had no interest in older men, it hadn't piqued my interest until now and the only reason that it piqued my interest now was because I spotted Gary slipping through a wall of bushes from the riverside spiny, he was behind one of the sheds on the allotment, it looked like he was opening a massive door at the back of the shed and from my restricted view, I could see the inside of that door was covered in posters and photographs, Gary was writing something on a sheet of paper pinned to the wooden door at the side of a colour photograph.

I watched him for five minutes, another man joined him, they spoke for a few minutes and then Gary pointed straight at my front door, the other man smiled and nodded his head and then Gary closed the door again and the two men slipped back into the spiny.

I was definitely curious now, I returned to the kitchen, three men were stretched out on large towels on our lawn, no mother and no Frank, I slipped out of the back door and heard a giggle from the side of the house, the pathway leading to the back gate and the most private part of our back garden, I looked around the corner of the house and saw my mother rubbing her hand over the front of Frank's posing pouch, she whispered, "You're right, it feels like real leather!"

I cleared my throat, "Mum, I just want to pop out for five minutes please!"

Ninety times out of one hundred, her answer would have been 'No!' or, 'Only if I come with you!' but as she snatched her hand away from Frank's cock, she said, "Okay darling...if I'm not here when you get back...I'll be over at Frank's house, just step over the back fence and come and find me!"

I squeezed between mum and Frank and ran through the back gate. I walked around to the entrance to the allotments but the gates were closed, not only closed but padlocked shut but then I remembered how Gary had got into the allotment site from the riverside spiny. All I had to do was take the first path into the spiny that I came too on the riverside walk and go as deeply into the spiny as I could and then search for a way into the allotments.

I eventually found the shed but there was no door at the back of the shed, I knew that I was at the right place, there were ten sheds in total on the allotments, nine were new sheds, all the same size, all to the same pattern, the allotment association had made a bulk purchase and got their members a twenty percent discount on the price. The only shed that stood out was the one that I'd seen Gary at from my landing window, that one was larger, older, dirtier and more ramshackle than the others.

I pressed, pulled and shook every inch of the back wall of the shed, suddenly there was a click and the whole back wall of the shed popped open, it was a fake back wall, as the huge slab of wood swung open, there was another back wall to the old shed.

Both the inside of the fake door and the real back wall of the shed were covered in notices, photographs of girls and boys, slips of paper pinned to the side of each photograph, acting as data sheets about each child.

The information was similar in each case, child's name, child's address and a sponsor, I spotted my picture, I was very shocked to see that the photograph was not only a very good quality photograph of me but that it had been taken in my back garden and all I was wearing was a skimpy pair of knickers and from the size of my breasts in the picture and the brightness of the sun, the picture had to have been taken in the last two weeks. I studied the picture a little closer before I moved onto the data sheet at the side of my photograph.

I could see into my kitchen and I could also see the roof of my father's shed at the bottom of the picture, lining up perfectly with the kitchen, in my head, I placed myself in front of my kitchen door and imagined myself looking over the roof of my dad's shed, the photograph was definitely taken from one of Frank's bedroom windows.

I opened my eyes again and looked at the data sheet at the side of my name. My sponsor's initials were 'PT', it had my age and the school that I went to and my address and the fact that I liked music and dancing. Then I saw under the main information about me there were several entries. I saw Monday's date and the comment, 'Followed willingly, no fuss over second base...'

I thought, PT has to be Peter Timpson, that comment was about when Peter put his right hand in my blouse and fondled my left breast, then I read on, '...masturbated me without any guidance, June was a natural...PT.' it had to be Peter Timpson that had taken my photograph, after all, that was his business, taking and printing photographs for a living.

There was another line under the first note, it was Tuesday's date, I recognised Peter's handwriting again, 'June came a little earlier, caught me with CB sucking my cock, it didn't faze her one little bit, I asked her to hold her blouse and blazer wide open for me and C.B. to look at her while he sucked me, willingly complied without hesitation. June was more than happy to help CB to get off, CB gave her an upper body cream pie and it didn't bother her one little bit.'

Then the third line of notes, it was today's date and Peter's handwriting again, 'TP sent June to my house yesterday evening, she sucked my cock at the side of my house in full view of passing traffic as well as TP, no problem with me cuming in her mouth, she swallowed the lot.'

The fourth line of text was in a different hand as well as a different pen, 'Parked on Richards' farm track at ten o'clock last night, June sucked my cock. Like with PT, she swallowed it all down, then I gave her oral, such a sweet tasting little cunt TP'

A fifth line of text, again today's date, a different handwriting and a different pen, "Met June in the spiny..., all I had to do was ask her if she would suck my cock for me and she willingly did all of the work, undressing me as well as sucking me to my happy ending and swallowing the lot, then she sucked AC's latest prospect, eight year old William, while AC fucked her from behind. June was happy to stay with us until AC had cum in her pussy, even though it made her late getting home.'

The sixth line of notes must have been from Gary, it was today's date again, 'June let me fuck her in the Greek's café, I wasn't her first, she let RB's son fuck her at lunch time, she let me fuck her ninety minutes later and she sucked the Greek's cock while I fucked her from behind, June really seems to love sucking cocks...GS!'

I heard voices in the spiny so I slammed the notice board closed and ran back to the spiny. I managed to dodge and sidestep the two men who were heading for the notice board to update their prospect's details and slipped out of the spiny...I think that the only reason that I'd dodged out of the way of the two new players...well, now to me...was because reading the datasheet on myself didn't make for pretty reading, I'd only been sexually aware for three days and I'd sucked or wanked half of the over fifty year old men in the area and been fucked by three men...I didn't want another two names on my tally sheet in such a short time.

I waited until the coast was clear and I ran home, as I walked in through the back gate, I checked my watch, I'd only been gone for fifteen minutes, I had thought that I would have taken longer to explore the shed on the allotment. There were still four towels laid out in the sun on my back lawn but the four men that had been sunbathing on them were missing. I looked over towards Frank's house, there was no music, no lights on so I guessed that the party hadn't started yet, I ran into the kitchen, it was empty, the living room was likewise, empty.

I climbed the stairs and looked out of the window on the landing, the window overlooking the allotments, there were three men at the bulletin board now, Robert Bentham had joined the two men that I'd hid from in the spiny and the three of them were discussing the various entries on the notice board.

I heard the sounds of heavy breathing coming from my parent's bedroom so I walked past my own room and looked into their open bedroom door.

It was all a little confusing...there was a tangled mess of people on mum's bed. Frank was on his back, mum was straddling his hips, it was obvious that she was sitting with his cock in her pussy but then there was another man straddling Franks legs, he was close up behind my mother...Frank was definitely fucking my mother but the man behind her looked like he was the one fucking her. Mum wasn't kissing Frank, she was sucking the cock of a third man who was kneeling at the left hand side of Frank's head while a fourth man knelt on the right hand side of Frank's head, mum was wanking him with her left hand.

Okay, I'd got the tangle straight in my head, just one man missing...mind you, mum didn't have any space for the fifth man to play with her anyway...then I found out where the fifth man was when he said, "I don't know why I'm bothering to film this, if I take it into the film lab, they'll report me to the police!"

He was behind the bedroom door, I peered through the gap between the door and the door frame where the hinges were, the fifth man was holding an eight millimetre film camera, filming my mother and four men on the bed together, Mum pulled her mouth off of the cock that was in it and she swapped to sucking the fourth man while she wanked the third man.

Frank said, "I've told you before, Peter Timpson will look after us, he'll develop and print any illegal photographs that we take and he'll develop any eight millimetre films as well!"

The house telephone chose that moment to ring, mum said, "Fucking hell!"

I ran down the stairs, I picked the phone up, my dad said, "Hi darling, everything okay?"

"Hi dad, it's me, June...mum's in the bath, do you want me to go and fetch her?"

He told me not to disturb her and we had a short conversation about what he was doing in Newcastle, things about the hotel, the people he was working with, how long it would take to sort everything out, that kind of thing, I ended the call with, "Love you dad, see you on Saturday morning."

I walked back up the stairs, mum was standing, naked in her bedroom doorway while five men pulled their swimming trunks on...well, four pulling trunks on and one trying to trap a quart-sized cock...into a pint sized posing pouch. Mum looked really guilty as she said, "What did your dad say?"

"It's okay mum, I told him that you were in the bath, he didn't suspect anything."

"What about you...what do you think about what you saw...what I was doing?"

I gave her a smile, "I thought that it looked like great fun, you looked like you were really enjoying yourself but I don't think that you finished with them the way they wanted you too, looking at their faces, I think they wanted longer to play with you."

Mum looked over her shoulder at the five men, they were all fully dressed in their swimming trunks or posing pouch, they were all still standing around her bed, looking hopeful...mum nodded her head, "I'm trying for another baby...this is a fun way to get pregnant if I can manage it...mind you, I've been trying for a brother or sister for you ever since you were born and had no luck at all."

Well, that was a shock for me, to find out that my mother was desperate for another baby, I thought that I was enough for her...Frank cleared his throat, "The others will be arriving at my house around now Vicky!"

I could see that my mother was torn now...she was twisting in the breeze a little, she was biting her bottom lip...I could see that in her mind, I'd just caught her committing adultery behind my father's back, mainly because she didn't know that I'd seen her with Colin Black and my father last night from the top of Richards' farm track, so I knew that my father probably wouldn't mind my mother fucking so many other men if they were both trying for a baby.

Frank started the shuffle towards the bedroom door. Mum eased me out of the way, eased me across the hallway to my own bedroom, she said, "Darling, I'd really like to go over to Frank's house to try to screw as many of my old friends as I can while I'm ovulating...you won't be mad at me if I go will you?"

I shook my head, "Mum, you go and have as much fun as you want."

"Erm darling...you were invited to come over too...the men won't go further than you want them to go but I did promise to ask you to come over, that's the only reason why most of the men will be there, to get to meet you..."

I pointed over to my school bag, "I've got a ton of homework to do mum, if I finish before you come home, I'll pop over and meet a few of the guys!"

Mum pulled her nighty on over her head, not that it provided much cover for her but she had to walk the length of our back garden as well as the length of Frank's back garden and at least five other houses had views over our back garden. As I watched my mother following five horny men through our house it suddenly dawned on me how Peter Timpson managed to get that photograph of me for his bulletin board.

Last Friday evening before I went to bed, I'd checked that my football kit was clean and in my drawer in my bedroom because on Saturday I was due to play football for the 'Irthlings' under ten's football team against 'Kettering Imps', it was just a 'Ticking over' game, a game designed to keep the kids in training during the out of season weeks. Friday evening my kit was there, when I came to get changed for the game, my drawer was empty. I was only wearing my knickers and I called to my mother to ask her if she knew where my football kit was, she told me that she thought that my kit smelled a little musty and so she'd hung it out on the washing line to have a little blow through in the sun.

I was about to return to my bedroom to get my dressing gown but my mother told me not to be silly, "No one will be about at this time on a Saturday morning, just go and get your kit as you are."

I closed my eyes to remember that photograph on the bulletin board, it had to be planned, from my back door to where my kit was out on the washing line was just twenty seconds, if Frank had been in his bedroom and just accidentally spotted me in the garden, it would have taken him far longer to get into gear to take a photograph and I also realised that over that distance, the camera would have needed to have been on a tripod or the photograph would have been blurred but it wasn't, it was a very professional picture.

My mother must have organised it because as I took a closer look at the picture in my head, my left foot was just slipping off of the back door step, that photograph had been taken in the first second as I left the house. I didn't know if I should have been angry at my mother for setting me up for Peter Timpson to ensnare me into his game of life or more like, game of sex.

Because the house was so quiet, no TV playing to itself, no music, no one talking to me or anyone else, I was really able to crack on with my homework, doing a week's worth of homework in just over ninety minutes. I heard a little light knocking at my bedroom door, 'One of the men has come looking for a little fun with me I guess...at least they gave me ninety minutes to do my homework before they came over to bother me!'

I slipped off of my bed, it was covered with my school books, I walked over to my bedroom door and opened it, well, I was totally shocked, rather than a dirty old man standing outside my bedroom, it was Anthony Bentham, totally naked, standing outside my bedroom door with a sheepish grin on his face, "Your mother said that it would be okay for me to come over and see you!"

I looked at Anthony's naked body, his cock was still wet, "Have you just fucked my mother?"

He blushed a little, he thought about what he was going to say but in the end he didn't say anything, he just nodded his head.

I reached out for his cock and rubbed him, "Was it fun fucking her?"

He had an awkward look on his face, "If I'm being honest with you, I hardly felt anything, some of the men were complaining that she needed something called Alum to make her pussy tighter but it was fun watching the other men fucking her."

"Have you been to many things like that Anthony?"

He shook his head, "No! My dad found out today that you and me had fucked, I think someone called Gary told him, I have no idea who might have told Gary though and as your mother had told my dad that she needed as much spunk as she could get hold of today, my dad said that I might as well make myself useful and provide my sample into the mix!"

I smiled at the comment about not knowing who had told Gary that we had fucked because I knew that it was me and that Gary may not have told his father because Gary had posted about it in the bulletin board, "How many of your friends did you tell about fucking me!"

He looked both worried and affronted at my question, I expected him to say, 'I haven't told anyone, honestly!' but instead he said, "I told everyone I could darling, I am after all the first boy in our year that's had sex!"

After speaking, he looked worried, his hands covered his cock in case I kneed or kicked him there but instead, I pulled my t-shirt off and walked to my bed to clear my books off of it, he looked confused as I pulled my shorts and knickers down and climbed into my bed, "Well, what are you waiting for, I thought that this is what you came over here for!"

He grinned at me and then did a flying leap onto my bed with me. It took just a few seconds for his cock to find my pussy and he impaled me, he groaned with pleasure as he felt my tight vagina gloving his cock tightly, "That's a lot better darling..." and as he got into his stride fucking me, he said, "You didn't mind me screwing your mother did you...only, your face didn't look like you were."

I shook my head, a little more aggressively than I'd planned to because he triggered my switch and I'd just started to rock through an orgasm, I gasped, "The only problem is, if my mum does get pregnant after you've fucked her, her new baby could be my boyfriend's child, that might make you my uncle!"

He laughed at my answer, "Would it bother you having sex with your uncle?"

I couldn't answer for a moment as I was coming down from my climax...I was coming down but Anthony wasn't close yet, "I don't think I have any issues with incest!" I said that very tongue in cheek, after all, I'd given my grandfather oral sex last night and after I swallowed all of his semen, he gave me oral sex...I'm sure that even though we didn't fuck, what we did would still classify as incest.

I bucked my hips up, throwing Anthony off of me, "Lay on your back, I want to try something different!"

I moved to one side and let Anthony lie in the middle of my bed, then I knelt at the side of his hips and straddled him, I wiggled my hips and the head of his cock engaged in my pussy and I slid down until my buttocks were pressing on his legs. I kept my body upright and just rocked back and forth on his cock until I gave myself another orgasm, that second orgasm weakened me and my upper body fell against his. He hooked his left arm over the small of my back and he held my body in place while he rolled his hips up into me, driving me to another climax and as I gasped through my third orgasm of the evening, he whispered, "I watched your mum on Simon Preston like this but she had Simon's brother, Mick, behind her..." He moved both hands to my buttocks, he was prising my bum cheeks open and then he moved his right hand so that his index finger could reach my brown eye and he tapped it with his fingertip, "...only Mick was fucking her up there, rather than in her cunt, I'm not sure how she's planning on getting pregnant from a cock up her bum though!"

I gave that thought serious consideration, "Perhaps she needs to do things to keep people interested in her, like...she only has one cunt but she has a mouth and two hands...as well as a bum hole..."

My explanation of my mother's reason for letting men use other holes as well as her cunt was cut short by Robert, Anthony's father, standing in my bedroom doorway, totally naked but carrying his and Anthony's clothes, he said, "Well, hello you two, having fun?"

I beckoned for him to come closer, I continued fucking Anthony as I sucked his father's cock for him and then they got dressed and both went home. I'd been involved in rather a lot of sex during the day, I was feeling a little sore between my legs but I was wondering how my mother's fuck party was going. I pulled my nighty on and went down to the kitchen, just as my mother was walking in through the back door, she was totally naked and she wasn't carrying her nighty, she looked like sex and sweat was dripping from every hole and every surface of her body.

"Was it fun mum?"

She giggled, "It was, I met your new friend, I sent him over here to say good night to you...I hope he behaved himself properly!"

I nodded my head, "He was perfect mum...thanks for sending him over, I needed a break from my homework, I think I was over thinking things!"

"Well, I'd better check it before you go to bed, I can sign it off for you so that you can hand it in at school tomorrow."

I put a pan of milk on the stove for a luxury coffee for my mother and a Horlicks or hot chocolate for me. Mum made a phone call to my dad out in the hall while I was stuck watching the milk on the stove to prevent it boiling over. I heard snippets of the conversation between my mother and my father, she told him about all the men that had fucked her and that I'd stopped at home to do my homework all evening, so she definitely wasn't screwing around behind his back but she wasn't being totally truthful either, she didn't mention letting a nine year old boy fuck her, or that after he finished in her, she sent him over to me.

When I went to bed, I fell asleep to the thoughts of my wonderfully sexy day and slept until twenty minutes before my alarm clock woke me, I'd had a dream of a bell ringing and woke with a start to a strange sound from my mother's bedroom, ir sounded like, 'Huh...huh...huh...huh...huh!' over and over again.

I begrudgingly dragged myself out of bed and walked along the hall, as usual, my mother's bedroom door was wide open, the sound was coming from my mother, I saw her on her back with her legs wrapped around a man, I couldn't see his face but he seemed to be able to fuck hard and fast but make it last a lot longer than Anthony would have managed if he had been fucking me that fast and hard.

I watched for a few minutes, my mother spotted me standing in the hall watching her and she gave me a little wave, I did the same back to her and then I went down the stairs, as I walked past the living room window, I spotted Elle Green pacing up and down across the end of my drive, I went back to the front door and opened it, Elle didn't see me, she'd heard a car stopping at the gates into the allotment, the driver was unlocking the gate for the early diggers to get access to their vegetable plots.

I walked up behind her, all I was wearing was a very lightweight summer nighty that did nothing at all to hide my charms, I patted her on her shoulder, "Elle, what the hell are you doing outside my house at this time of the day?"

"Well, you didn't come up to the link yesterday morning and you dodged out of school yesterday after noon and Anthony Bentham was bragging to everyone that he'd screwed you at his house at lunch time...and quite frankly, I feel cheated that you're sneaking off to have sex without telling me first...so that I could get a little bit!"

"But why at this time of the day...I won't be leaving my house for almost an hour!"

"Oh that, my dad left for work early this morning, there was a whole lot of door slamming before he left, I think my dad wanted to go to a party last night but my mother wouldn't let him, she took the car and went to a baby shower and made him stop at home to look after me and the twins on his own, so after he woke me up, I just got dressed and came out to make sure that you didn't sneak off without me!"

"Have you had any breakfast?"

Elle shook her head, "No, as soon as I woke up I ran for it before my mother caught me and made me look after the twins while she recovered from her headache!"

"You'd better come in, I'll make you some toast...you can't stay in here, you make the street look untidy!"

We walked in through the front door, Elle stopped as she was about to close the door, she looked at our empty drive and then up to the ceiling where the 'Huh...huh...huh...huh' could still be heard from my mother's bedroom, Elle whispered, "I thought that your dad was out...you know...no car on the drive and everything!"

I closed the kitchen door behind her, "My dad is working away in Newcastle, I have no idea who the man is doing his morning exercises on top of my mother!"

Elle giggled, "No wonder you're the first girl in our year at school to have sex if your mum and dad are so open about it!"

I cooked four rounds of toast and poured two glasses of milk and we sat at the kitchen table as my mother rocked through a rather noisy orgasm followed by the sounds of heavy feet above our heads as the man got dressed, we followed his footsteps to the hall and down the stairs.

Elle giggled and ran for the dining room to catch a glimpse of my mother's lover as he left the house. I heard a gasp and an, "OH MY GOD!" from Elle, the smile had gone off of her face as she returned to the kitchen as was most of the colour from her face, she was ashen white as she flopped back down in her seat at the kitchen table.

"What?"

Her eyes lifted slowly to meet mine, "Not what...who!"

"Go on then, who?"

"He was only my fucking dad June...only my dad!"

"Sorry Elle, if I knew who he was, I would have warned you...are you okay?"

Elle jutted her chin out, the ashen hew on her face turned bright red, "I'm okay, deep down inside I knew that he was unfaithful to my mum...now, let's finish this toast and you can help me to lose my virginity!"

Elle followed me up to my bedroom, she looked in my mother's room, mum was naked and she doing an almost handstand on her bed up against the wall, I'd heard of women trying to get pregnant doing that after sex so that the man's semen was held against her cervix and gravity should help the semen seep into her womb more easily. Elle even said, "Morning Mrs Clarke!" in passing.

Elle watched me dressing, just my blouse with nothing under it, my skirt but no knickers, ankle socks and sandals on my feet, "Wow, it doesn't take you very long to get dressed!"

"No, I always get shirts with wide cuffs so that I don't have to bother fastening and unfastening the buttons, that speeds things up a little as well."

I said goodbye to my mother in passing and me and Elle left the house together, Elle turned to the right, towards the link road out of our estate but I grabbed her sleeve to stop her and turn her to the left, "There's no fun up at the link Elle, all the fun is on the riverside Path!"

When we got to the gate onto the path, there was an addition at the side of the gate, someone in the last twenty hours had posted a notice on the gate:

We both read the notice and Elle said, "What does that mean?"

"It means that it will probably be harder for you to lose your virginity here for a while...when I took this walk yesterday morning, there were ten men walking around looking for fun, if the police are going to be patrolling the area, there won't be that many men looking for fun now!"

We'd walked about two hundred yards when I spotted two men talking, I thought that they must be brave to hang around if the police were going to be making regular patrols of the area. Elle whispered, "Do you think those two are men looking for fun with a girl?"

I nodded my head...mainly because I'd just recognised that the two men were my grandfather Tom and my mother's childhood lover Colin Black.

I stopped Elle and gave her my most serious look in her eyes, "Elle...are you really sure that you want to have sex this morning?"

She smiled and nodded her head enthusiastically so I took her arm and pulled her down Peter Timpson's favourite path, I took her right to the end and stood her with her back to the path and I eased her blazer off of her shoulders and hung it over the stub of broken branch that had been used as a coat hook for my clothes twice before.

I started at her cuffs, unbuttoning them as I looked over her shoulder, just in time to see Tom and Colin reach the entrance to the path, they stood looking as I opened the front of her blouse, as I eased her blouse over her shoulders, she looked nervously over her shoulder at Tom and Colin.

I carefully hung her blouse over the collar of her blazer so that the branch didn't stain the while collar of her blouse. I pulled her vest off over her head and whispered, "You really should reduce the load on your mother's washing machine Elle!"

Her skirt and knickers came off next, her skirt was balanced carefully over the rest of her clothes on the branch but her knickers went in her school bag, she gave me a questioning look, "You won't want to put these on after you lose your virginity...trust me on that!"

I pulled the back of her head down, she bent her knees, "No Elle, keep your legs straight!"

While I was getting Elle into the right position to take a mounting from behind, Tom and Colin were playing 'Rock...paper...scissors!' for mounting privileges and Tom won. His trousers were open before he reached Elle and almost without stopping, he rammed his cock into Elle's virginal little cunt, she screamed out in pain but that was very short lived, Colin eased me out of the way and he slipped his cock into Elle's mouth, Colin and Ton both pushed in together and pulled out, perfect synchronisation between the two men.

Colin was looking at me as he fucked Elle's mouth, "If you don't cum in this one Tom, you could fuck June and fill her belly and my cock won't have to swim up your spunk stream, we can both enjoy a comfortable dry fuck before work!"

Tom pulled his cock out of Elle's cunt, it was bright red with her maidenhead blood, he bent me over, pulled my skirt over my lower back and stabbed his bloody cock into my pussy and he started fucking me hard until he climaxed.

As Elle dressed herself after taking a packet of cum from Colin, I turned to Tom, "Grandpa, how come I didn't bleed when I lost my virginity yesterday?"

Elle stopped dressing and gasped at my calling the man who had taken her virginity 'Grandpa'.

He gave a little chuckle as he handed me a tissue to clean his spunk out of my pussy, "Well darling, that's because, when you were a baby, I used a pencil to rupture your hymen so that you wouldn't feel the pain when it was your time to start fucking, I also let you play with my cock when you were a baby as well.

Elle and I finished our riverside walk, we climbed the steps to the road, there was a police car at the fisherman's car park, the officer was leaning his bum against the bonnet of his car, he called out, "Lovely morning for a walk ladies."

I looked over at the police officer, he had the same notice in his hands that we'd seen at the other entrance to the walk, he was about to post it at the side of the steps going down to the river.

He smiled when he recognised my face, "Nice to finally see you in the flesh June, how's your grandfather?"

I looked over my shoulder at the river, Tom and Colin were both standing talking by the entrance to the spiny.

"He's okay thanks, full of beans!"

That caused Elle to giggle and whisper, "Well, he was until you took them all!"

The policeman actually heard what Elle had just said to me, he grinned at her comment, then he looked serious, "I wouldn't use the river walk or the spiny to play in between ten o'clock in the mornings and two o'clock in the afternoon any day in the next month ladies..." he waved the notice at us, "...That's when we'll be patrolling the area!"

As we walked towards school, Elle asked me if I knew the policeman, I shook my head, "No...but there's a picture of me on the pervert's notice board, if we walk past Paul Timpson's photography studio, he can take your photograph and post you on the notice board too, you'll get lots of offers of sex from men once you're being advertised."

We were still early for school so we walked into Wellingborough town centre, Peter Timpson's photo studio and shop was closed but Peter's car was parked in front of the shop, I knocked on the door and Peter came to see who was knocking . I got a sweet smile from Peter and a confused look when he saw that Elle was with me, he unlocked the door and asked me what he could do for me.

"Good morning Peter, Elle here wants to play the game, I thought that you could take a photograph of her to post up on the bulletin board so that men will know that Elle is available to play."

"And what makes you think that I can help you with that?"

I smiled at him, "Elle's already started, she let my grandfather take her cherry on the way here and Colin Black did her after my grandfather, while Tom was screwing me!"

That answer made Peter smile, then he looked up and down the street to see if anyone was paying any attention to two school girls talking to a well known local lothario...when he was happy that no one else was looking, he gestured with his head for us both to follow him, he said over his shoulder, "Drop the latch on the door darling...we don't want to be disturbed...do we?"

We went through to Peter's studio at the back of his shop, he turned a bank of lights on, a mixture of red, blue, white and yellow, the lights were all pointing at a day bed by the back wall of the studio, he looked at elle, Well, it's up to you...how would you like to pose for me?"

Elle looked at me like a lost soul, I put my hands on my hips, "You don't need me to undress you again, do you?"

Elle jumped a little and started ripping at her clothes, it had only taken me a few minutes to strip Elle out on the path in the spiny, Elle was naked in half that time...I put the extra speed down to the fact that, like me, Elle wasn't wearing her knickers.

Elle jumped onto the day bed and let Peter pose her to show her charms off to their best and after he took a dozen photographs from various positions and with different light settings and then he joined her on the bed and I watched as Peter fucked Elle's freshly fucked fanny and because Peter was so much bigger than Tom and Collin, he reopened her inner wounds and made her bleed for a second time, the blood on Peter's cock seemed to please him no end.

Elle cleaned herself up yet again, this time with the help of soap and water and even a towel to dry herself off and we jogged to school, arriving in the playground with just seconds to spare before the whistle was blown to start the school day.

There was a flood of boys running towards me, all thought of playing football forgotten, there were four boys in the pack from my own class and other boys from my year as well as older boys from year five, all the boys were after just one thing, the chance to take me off someplace at lunchtime to get between my legs. As I walked into school, I walked past Miss Hastings, she said, "My...aren't you popular Miss Clark, especially amongst the boys, such a pity you've taken the easy path...there could be much more fun in your future if you'd shown a little more imagination over your choices!"

I walked into my class wondering if Miss Hastings was a lesbian and if she was hoping to initiate me into the Sapphists lifestyle!"

Gail Finch, our class bully, Anthony Bentham to the seat next to mine, she whispered, "Did Anthony Bentham fuck you yesterday June?"

I gave her a grimace before I nodded my head and whispered, "Does everyone in school know about that?"

She nodded her head and then pretended to be industrious as our teacher walked into the room, "And, did you help to get Elle Green fucked on her way into school this morning?"

'How the hell could she possibly know that, Elle hasn't had any time to tell anyone what happened on her way into school this morning?' I nodded my head.

"Well, I want to get fucked as well, if you don't introduce me to your friends, I'll tell on you...and Elle!"

We were starting to draw the attention of our teacher so I shushed Gail and when the opportunity arose, I whispered in Gail's ear, "We need to go to the river at lunchtime, we'll have to run all the way there and back though or we'll be late back to school after lunch!"

I had to shrug off all the boys queuing up to screw me, making promises for fun to come rather than fun today. Gail and I ran all the way to the river walk, I saw a stranger on the river path, he was smoking and walking up and down the path, I pointed to the man, "Just go down there Gail, smile at him and then take the third path into the spiny, just let him go as far as you want him to go!"

I stood at the side of the road, looking down onto the path, I watched as Gail smiled sweetly when she passed the man, he looked her up and down and then he looked all around as Gail sauntered down the path into the spiny and the man almost ran after her, he started out well, he was checking in all directions until he realised that Gail had entered the best location for people to fuck out of sight.

I thought, 'Now what was it that I forgot to tell her...oh yes, I should have told her to face the river when she reached the end of the path.

I saw two men walking from the direction of my house, I recognised one of the two men as the copper that was leaning against the front of his police car four hours earlier, warning me and Elle not to go to the river between ten in the morning and two in the afternoon.

Gail chose that moment to scream out loud and the two coppers ran into the spiny that Gail had just walked down, followed by the stranger. There seemed to be a bit of a delayed reaction explosion, a moment of silence and suddenly all hell broke out, bells and sirens from all directions, one of them was an ambulance, Gail was stretchered out of the spiny, I checked my watch, it had taken just seven minutes from Gail walking into the spiny to her being carried out on the stretcher.

Gail got what she wanted but the man wasn't one of the local players, he was from out of town and was just chancing his arm, he'd seen something written on a toilet wall about both men and women of all ages using the river and spiny area for casual, no strings sex and he thought that while he was in the area, he'd try his luck. Because he wasn't a player and he assumed that Gail had been to the spiny for sex many times so he hadn't been at all careful taking her virginity and he had actually hurt her far more than he needed to.

The stranger was taken away in handcuffs and Gail was taken off to the local hospital to be cleaned up and wait for her mother to collect her. I ran back to school when the riverside calmed down, after all, there was no point in hanging around for Gail to come back to the bridge, she was long gone.

I felt a little bit guilty about setting Gail up for her fall but she had threatened to drop me in the shit, so I was just doing it to her before she did it to me, nine year old girls can be so catty, can't they?

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