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 I went downstairs the day after they had found out I hadn't been to school
to check the school calendar.  It would be nearly three weeks before half
term, and I couldn't see Tony at the weekend as he worked all day Saturday,
and came to lunch Sunday.  I found my mobile phone and called Tony.

   "Tony, mum and dad know I haven't been to school the last two Mondays,
its ok I told them I had seen a boy across town." Trying to put his mind at
rest that I hadn't mentioned I had been with him.

   "They don't know about me?" "No, but I have promised I wont have time
off school again, if I do then they will think I'm with this boy, and they
have told me they would call the police, then it may all come out what we
have been doing." "So when can we meet again?"

   "Its three weeks to half term, we can meet then if you want, but I think
its best I don't see you for a while till it all blows over, hope you
understand." "Well I still want to see you; surely we can meet before half
term break." "If we do and they find out then you will go to prison, they
said the boy would, so I expect you would too, and mum and dad wont be
happy that you have been fucking your niece."

   "No you are right about that, maybe you are right, Ill try and think of
a way to see you though." "Hope you can Tony, I enjoy the times we are
together, bye Tony speak to you soon, if you think of something ring me,
ok?" "Ok sweet heart Ill put my thinking cap on, there must be a way."

   The phone went dead, I hoped he could think of a way o meet me, I would
miss my sex lessons.

   A week later I had a text from Tony.  "I have to work Saturday but I may
get finished early, maybe about three in the afternoon, perhaps we can meet
then, I really want to see you again."

   I text back, "I shall be there Tony, I want to see you too."

   Saturday afternoon I dressed in a short skirt and white t-shirt, and
caught the bus, mum didn't ask where I was going, assumed I expect that I
was off to see a girlfriend.

   I was a bit eager and arrived just after two, so I had an hour to wait
at least.  As I stepped off the bus it was spitting with rain, the weather
man had said it would be sunny and hot, wrong again I thought as I walked
towards Tony's house.  I was hoping he wouldn't be to long.

   I walked up the path; the old man was in his garden mowing his lawn.

   "Tonys not in right now." He told as I rung the bell.  "Its ok he said
he would be back at three I'm a bit early but I thought I would ring and
make sure." "I don't think he will be back at three though," he replied. 
"Why?" "He told me when he went out that he had to make a delivery to
somewhere in Suffolk then a delivery to Birmingham, it's a lot of driving
and he may hit traffic." "Oh, ok thanks."

   Now I was beginning to feel very disappointed.

   I sat on the doorstep and got my phone out and rung Tony.

   "Hello Kimmy." "I'm at your house now where are you?" "I won't be able
to get there by three, maybe five, if you can wait, they sprung an extra
delivery on me, had it just been Suffolk I would have been there, but I'm
still on my way to Birmingham, and the traffic is a nightmare, but Ill be
as quick as I can." "Ok, I think I will wait a little while but not long
though." "Sorry, Kimmy I can't help it." "Bye Tony."

   I rung off and was very disappointed with the whole affair, and wondered
if I should go home.

   By now it was raining quite hard and I took shelter in the porch, the
man next door was putting his mower away and tidying up.

   "Did you reach Tony?  I saw you on the phone." "Yes he said he would be
back about five." "You are going to awful wet if this continues," he said
looking up at the clouds, "why not take shelter in my place till he
arrives?" "I don't know, wouldn't your wife object?"

   Not really that keen on the idea.

   "No, she passed on a long time ago, I'm alone, and I could use the
company, even if it is for a couple of hours, and you will see him arrive
from my front window, at least you won't get wet." "Ok then long as you
don't mind."

   I walked back down the path, and up towards the old mans door.  Looking
down I could see my t-shirt was already quite wet, and my little brown
spots I call nipples were quite visible.  I was beginning to feel grateful
that he was letting me shelter in his place.  He held the door open for me,
and I noticed him look down at my little brown spots, and then he went
round the back to put the mower away.

   He came back through the back door as I watched the rain from the hall.
"There all put away, can I make you a drink?  Come through to the lounge
you can see when Tony arrives from there." I followed him, "my names Eric
by the way, what's yours?" "Kimberly," I answered.  "I have seen you
several times, is Tony a friend?" "He's my Uncle; he's been helping me with
my school work."

   "Oh that explains why you are there all day then, thought it couldn't be
just a visit.  Is he a good teacher?" "Very good, I've learnt a lot,"
obviously not saying just what I had learnt.  He walked back to the
kitchen, and was gone a few minutes.  "I have made you a coffee is that
alright?" "Yes fine, thanks." "I thought it would help warm you up, please
sit down." I sat down, unaware at that moment just how short the skirt I
had chosen was.

   Eric sat opposite me.  "Hope the coffee isn't too strong for you." "No,
thanks its fine." I could see he was looking at my legs, and probably my
knickers, oh well give him a treat I thought, poor old sod.

   "Your top is all wet, why don't I get you something to put on, and I can
dry the top by the electric fire, sure you don't want to catch a cold." "No
its fine really." "Its no trouble honest, Ill get you something, you can
slip your top off in the bedroom, I won't watch." He laughed.

   I was beginning to shiver a little so I nodded, "ok then." "Good, you go
through to the bedroom and take it off, and Ill get you something to cover
up with."

   I followed him through to the bedroom, and took my top off while I
waited for him to return, I hadn't wore a bra, couldn't see much sense in
it, Tony would have it off in seconds, and he would love to see my nipples
poking through the material.

   He was taking a few minutes getting me a top, I glanced around the room.
Just under the bed was a magazine, I pulled it out, nothing much a fashion
mag, with young girls in skirts, dresses and underwear, although some of
their underwear was quite revealing, I really couldn't see any mum putting
their little girls in underwear like that, it was asking for trouble.  I
throw it back under the bed.

   The door opened slightly, and Eric's hand came round the door, "I've
found you one of my shirts it that ok?  Hope it's not too big, but it is
dry, is your skirt wet?" I glanced down it was sodden, "a bit," I answered.
"Well throw me that to and Ill dry them both, the shirt will cover you up."

   I did as he suggested and took my skirt off and handed it to him around
the door.  "Ill put these by the fire they won't take long to dry, go back
and drink your coffee before it gets cold."

   I put his shirt on, he had a full length mirror, it was long enough but
only just.  I turned around, it just about covered my bum, and I noticed
three of the top buttons were missing.  Surely the old sod had a better
shirt then this I could use, he couldn't wear this out.

   Still I suppose it was better then sitting in my wet clothes, I did feel
warmer now.

   I went back out to the lounge and sat down to drink my coffee.  Straight
away I could see his eyes roaming over my body, "I've put a biscuit tin
beside your chair if you would like one." I looked down, and reached for
the tin, but my gaze was drawn to the front of the shirt, with the buttons
missing my tits had come into view, as I leant forward.

   That's why he gave me this shirt, the dirty old bastard wanted to see my
tits.  Well if he wanted to look then sod it let him, I could have a bit of
fun while I waited for Tony.  I made sure to take a long time selecting the
biscuit I wanted, and from the corner of my eye I could see Eric had leant
up to get a better view.

   I sat back up, he leaned back in the chair, "hope they are ok for you, I
opened a new packet, and there are custard creams at the bottom if you
search."

   The old sod wanted another look, "ok, I like those."

   This time when I leaned forward, I also open my legs a little so he
could see my pants as well, this was fun.

   From the corner of my eye I could see he didn't know which way to look,
pants or tits.  I sat back with a handful of custard creams, "these are
nice, my favourite," I told him.  "Good."

   I was sure his cock had risen in his trousers, there was certainly a
bulge where there hadn't been before.  Some of the crumbs had dropped on my
lap, I stood up to brush them off, lifting the shirt as I did so, his eyes
were glued to the sight of my panties, he must have been able to see the
crack in my pants where my cunt was.  I took my time brushing the crumbs
off.  Then sat back down and began to eat another biscuit.

   "I hope you don't mind, err Kimmy, but you young girls do wear some
revealing underwear these days." I looked down at my panties, then back at
him, "well it's not everyday that I sit in a strangers lounge wearing his
shirt in my underwear, so normally my underwear isn't seen." "No, quite,
but I hope I wont offend you, but you have nice legs you could easily
become a model." "What underwear you mean?" thinking of the magazine I had
found under the bed.  "And glamour as well." "Glamour?  What's that,
fashion?" "No, err that's posing in the nude." "Oh no I couldn't do that."
"No I suppose not, what age are you?" "Eleven." "Oh much too young, men
would get arrested for taking pictures of you nude at your age.  You will
have to stick to underwear until you are sixteen." "I don't think I'm good
enough for modelling though, do you." "Well, yes I think you are nice face,
eyes, hair, and lovely legs."

   I pretended to be embarrassed, but I loved teasing the old perv.

   "My mum would go mad if she knew I was sat like this now, she would
never let me pose for a stranger, even if he was a photographer." "Well you
could do it without her knowledge." "What's the point of that; if she saw
them in a magazine she would go mad." "No, you missed my point, pose
secretly for some private photographer, they wouldn't be published." "What
would I get out of that?" "Some men would pay to have you pose for them,
I'm sure."

   I stared at him, his eyes roaming over my body, "would you pay to take
photos of me then?" "Well, yes I would actually." "How much would you pay?"
This was a situation I hadn't put on my price list, what would photos be
worth?

   "Oh I don't know five pounds." "What each photo?" "No, no, five pounds
and hour to pose." "Christ I could get more then that on a paper round,
thanks but no thanks.  I'm not posing for five pounds an hour." "How much
would you want then?" I thought, on my price list I had free to show, but
photos were different, they are there for people to see, not just a memory.
"Ten pound?" "What an hour?" "Yes." "Far too much." "Oh well that's what I
would want, if someone wanted to take pictures of me in my underwear."
Knowing for well he wanted the chance to see me pose.

   I stood up again to brush the crumbs off my shirt, and this time made
sure he had a perfect view of my panties and of my bum as I turned and
looked out the window for Tony.  leaning on the back of the chair for
support.  I figured he would either pay me or send me on my way.  I sat
down again and looked at him.

   "They would have to be in poses I wanted." "And you will give me ten
pounds an hour?" "Yes but it wouldn't only be about thirty minutes, that's
five pounds right?" "Nooooo, ten pounds an hour or part of, if it goes over
the hour that's twenty." "You strike a hard bargain young lady." "well its
up to you, Ill go back and wait for Tony, its stopped raining now, can I
have my clothes back please?  Thank you for the coffee and biscuits."

   He got up and walked out the door, oh well I thought I tried, he's not
going for it.

   He returned without my clothes, instead he had a digital camera in his
hand.

   "I instruct you on the poses alright?" "Ok and no nude at all, ten for
underwear, nothing more." "Would you pose in the bedroom then, not in
here?" "Can I have the ten now in case you change your mind" "You don't
trust me hey?  How do I know you will pose if I give you the money?" "Well
I can't run outside like this can I?" "No, I guess not, he went to his
wallet and pulled out a ten pound note and handed it to me, "whatever pose
I want you to do ok?" "Yeah ok, anything, long as I'm not nude."

   He walked through to the bed room; I followed him, well at least I
getting paid while I wait for Tony.

   The next half hour or so he took photos of me in very erotic poses, and
I had to admit to myself I was getting horny having his eyes on me all the
time.

   It had been the first time for me posing like this, and I was enjoying
the attention he was giving me, I even took my top off, but like I told
him, I wouldn't do nude.  All the time he was complimenting me on my poses,
and telling me what a lovely body I had for an eleven year old.

   His favourite poses were of me on all fours bum in the air, and laying
flat with my back legs open wide, he took several close ups with me like
that.

   All of a sudden he put the camera down on the bed, "that's it the
batteries flat, had I known I would have been doing this I would have
charged it." "How many have you got?" "Sixty seven." "Well don't you think
that's enough?" "I guess so."

   He looked very disappointed, at the thought I would now put my clothes
back on, and it would mean an end to his watching me.  But at the same time
I was feeling a little guilty, I think I charged him too much, especially
as it only lasted forty minutes and not the hour I had agreed to.

   He was stood by the foot of the bed looking down at me; I could see the
bulge in his trousers.  I put my hand in his belt and pulled him towards
me. I began to unfasten his belt as he looked down at me, then I pushed his
trousers to the floor, then his pants came off.  His hard rod standing
proud.

   I lowered me head and took his pole into my mouth, licking the end like
a lollipop.

   He immediately tensed up, and began to groan, I knew he wouldn't last
long.  I put my hand in my panties and rubbed my pussy furiously as I
licked and swallowed his penis, and with a loud grunt he filled my mouth.

   "God, Kim I never expected that." "I felt sorry for you, the battery
running out so soon; I hope I've made it up to you." "You have, I never
expected that, will you come to my house again soon, when I have more
money? I really want to see your pussy." I pushed him back and climbed on
the bed, pulling my panties down I looked at him, as my hot pussy came into
view.  Already wet from my fingering.

   He knelt down and stared at it, "beautiful, really beautiful." I started
masturbating while he watched, stroking my lips and rubbing my clitty. 
Juice was pouring out of me, I felt his fingers enter me, and then he took
them out and licked them, and put them back in my pussy again.

   That was it for me I came covering his hand, he tasted his fingers once
more.  "You taste so lovely, you are a lovely girl, please come here
again." "I don't know we shall see."

   It was a way to get some easy money so I thought I probably would visit
Eric again.

   I cleaned up and dressed, and kissed Eric on the cheek, and said
goodbye, and walked to the bus stop.

   While I was sitting on the bus I saw Tonys car go by, oh well I've
missed him, I wasn't going back now, and I wouldn't have earnt ten pounds
had he been home.  I could buy those new shoes that I had been looking at,
I shall have to make sure mum doesn't get suspicious though, not let he
know I have money to buy them, perhaps she will give me half towards them.

   I had been home a couple of hours and my mobile rang, it was tony. 
"What's this you had two hours in Eric's house?  Yes, he told me.  "It was
raining and he said I could wait for you in his house." "I have an idea how
you spent those two hours to from the things he hinted at and the look on
his face, so what did you do?"

   "He wanted me to pose for some photos." "And what else?" "Nothing more
then that, but he wants me to go back." "Well I don't want you to go back,
do you know how it's going to feel for me, him doing things to you." "Well
Tony I can't really see what it's got to do with you anyway, I can do as I
like." "Not next door to my house you can't, haven't you any self respect?"
"Self respect?  Don't you feel guilty for taking advantage of your niece?
After all I'm only eleven." "I took advantage of you?  That's rich; you
couldn't wait to get your knickers off for me," "I don't think the law will
see it like that, and I know my dad and mum wouldn't, you would be an out
case in your own family." "Law?  You mean you will tell them I raped you?"
"Tony, I'm a young girl who would they believe, I don't think we had better
see each other again in your house, I wouldn't want the neighbours finding
out." "But......" "Ill see you when you come round to dinner and visit mum
and dad, but I don't want to see you any other time I'm sorry, but you
don't own me Tony."

   The phone went dead.

   Oh well, never mind, the old guy will pay me; Tony doesn't have
exclusive rights to my body.  I could be quite wealthy soon, I'm sure the
old guy will know men who want to pay to have sex with an eleven year old.

   Later I felt guilty for saying that to Tony, but it was true he didn't
own me, had he not said those things I would have gone back, and we would
have had more fun.

   But then I thought what the fuck, I may let him have me again when I'm
good and ready.

   Next Saturday Tony will be at work, I may go round and see Eric again, I
wonder how much he would be willing to pay for nude photos of me.

   But one thing is for sure, he won't get another blow job without paying
even if his battery does go flat.

   Comments are always welcome

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