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The following story is for adults only. It contains scenes depicting sex
among minor children and, sometimes, adults. It is entirely a work of
fiction and the characters contained within are completely the figment
of the authors imagination. (they do sometimes embody his fantasies,
however.) If homosexual activities offend you or sexual activities among
and with pre- and just pubescent children bothers you, I suggest you hit
the back button. 
Please do not read this if you are under the age of 18 or if it is
illegal in your community. (Can't you just see a horny twelve year old
hitting the back button at this point. I should live so long.)
If you haven't hit the back button yet, enjoy. I would like to have your
opinions of my work and, and while I don't promise, I usually try to
answer my e-mail.
Dabby@access.mountain.net

                      THE JUVENILE CASTING COUCH
                             By D. Abby

                            Chapter - 2 

	Shirley Wollenski joined Pat and David at the school bus stop 
next morning. She was a nice looking girl their own age. She'd started 
to grow tits and would think of them now and then and stick her chest 
out. Pat thought she was cute, a little like Sally. Shirley avoided 
David as if she didn't like him. He understood why when David asked her 
if he could feel her tits. Pat blushed beet red and made himself as 
small as he could. If David were going to talk like that he didn't want 
to be near him either. 

	When he got home he found Robin had been organizing life for him 
again. She told him that Shirley's mother, a divorcee, would like Pat 
to do odd jobs around their house. She would pay three dollars an hour. 
As soon as he finished his snack he should go see her and tell her if 
he wanted to do it. 

	It always annoyed Pat when his mother made plans for him but she 
did it no matter how many times he complained. This sounded good, 
however, and he couldn't gripe too much. He would have more pocket 
money than he'd ever had before. Maybe he could save enough money to 
buy a PC with a modem like David's. 

	It would give him a chance to get to know Shirley better too. She 
seemed to be a pretty nice girl and he'd like to talk to her without 
David around. Maybe he could be a friend of hers like he'd been with 
Sally. He went over to the Wollenski house, Shirley met him at the 
door, and introduced him to her mother. 

	She said she was glad he moved in. She was going to ask David if 
he wanted the job, but she really didn't like him. He was too loud and 
he talked too much. 

	She told him her name was a mouthful, he should call her Anne. 
Most of the odd jobs had to do with the lawn and he could do them on 
the weekend. She usually had some chores for him on Wednesdays. If she 
wanted him she would have Shirley tell him. The chores could usually 
wait till he was ready to do them.

	David called as soon as Pat got home and asked him over to play 
some computer games. Pat hoped that he would show him some more of the 
graphics too. His mother said okay but he should be back home in time 
for supper. Pat didn't need the warning but assured her that he would 
be there.

	He went next door and Sarah opened the door when he rang. Pat 
thought about last night and he blushed but Sarah didn't seem to 
notice. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. If she wasn't 
so old he would like to have her for his girl friend. He knew that she 
wouldn't pay any attention to a kid like him. He was surprised when she 
took his hand and led him into the house. Her hand felt real warm in 
his. He got a hard on and blushed again. 

	Shirley gushed, "Oh, you're Pat, the new boy next door. David 
told me about you."

	Pat looked down and mumbled, "Yeh, You must be Sarah, David's 
sister." 

	Shirley grinned at him, "I hope you're a good influence on him, 
he needs some civilizing." 

	Pat defended his new friend, "He was nice to me yesterday and 
showed me around the neighborhood. He played computer games with me 
too." 

	Shirley gave another grin, almost a leer, "Yeh, I know about some 
of those games. You have to be careful with him. You never know what 
he's going to show you." 

	Pat was stunned. Did Sarah know about David's graphics? She had a 
PC in her bedroom so she knew how to operate one. Had she discovered 
David's hidden files and looked at them? She acted like she had. The 
way she said the last sentence with her head cocked to one side sounded 
like she knew David had told him about leaving the bathroom door open 
too. Was she trying to warn him that David talked too much? He knew 
that already. 

	She smiled at him, squeezed his hand, and pointed him upstairs to 
David's room. He knocked on the door and David let him in. They played 
some games and talked. Pat wanted to see some more graphics. David 
didn't suggest it. Pat knew that David would want to jerk off together 
if they did look at them. He didn't want to jerk off with David so he 
didn't bring up the subject. As he was leaving the conversation took an 
interesting turn. 

	David said, "You know, your bedroom is opposite Sarah's." 

	Pat was startled, how did David know that? "How do you know?" 

	It was David's turn to leer. "She said she saw you doing your 
homework last night before you went to bed." 
	Pat blushed and decided what David didn't know wouldn't hurt him. 
He was usually rather open but he thought this was the time to put 
David off the trail. The last thing in the world he wanted David to 
know was that he saw his sister undress. "Gee, I hope I closed the 
blind before I got undressed. I'll have to be careful from now on." 

	"Gosh, I'd make sure the blind was open. I might even jerk off if 
I knew she was watching." 

	"I couldn't do anything like that. I'd be too embarrassed." 

	"You're chicken. If you did she might let you see her finger fuck 
herself. Would I like to watch that." Uncharacteristically, David 
hesitated, "Uh, Pat, after we know each other for a while you can 
invite me to sleep over and I might get a chance to see her get 
undressed. Wow! How soon do you think it would take till our parents 
thought we were good enough friends?" 

	Pat didn't know if he really wanted David to sleep over at his 
house. For sure he didn't want David to know that he watched Sarah get 
undressed at night. He was very evasive and said that he never had 
anyone sleep over before. He didn't know but they'd see what happened. 

	Things were getting real interesting. Sarah had known that he was 
in that room last night when she undressed! She just must have 
forgotten to close the blinds. He hoped she forgot again tonight. 

	Sean got home and they had dinner with a cross examination about 
what he learned in school. Pat discussed history and social studies 
with his father. His father had been a reporter for a long time and 
knew a lot about things that were happening. What's more Sean didn't 
talk down to his son and would make comments about the subject material 
in Pat's courses. Pat got real good marks sometimes because of the 
things he learned from his father at these dinner table discussions.

	After dinner Pat went to do his homework. He'd been right about 
the geometry, it wasn't hard it was just different. He sort of liked 
the subject. It was real neat the way you worked the problems out one 
step at a time in an orderly manner. He thought he could get 'A's 
straight through in math this year. He liked to get 'A's. It made his 
mother and father proud of him. He wanted to be a scientist and he 
could get into a good school like MIT if he got good enough marks. 

	Pat made sure he completed his homework by a quarter to nine. He 
wanted to see what Sarah would do tonight, and he didn't want to remind 
Sarah that this was his room. He hoped she didn't pull down the shade 
again. 

	He got undressed with his lights off, got out his field glasses 
out of the closet, and at nine he was waiting by the window. He didn't 
have to wait very long. Shortly after nine the lights went on in the 
bedroom across the way. Sarah came into the room and started the same 
routine she had gone through the night before. 

	She sat at the dressing table and preened. Then she did something 
totally different. Sarah got up, took off her top, and sat back down at 
the dresser. She held her tits up with her hands the rubbed her fingers 
over the nipples. Pat had his glasses trained on her and saw the 
nipples got hard and the pink area around it got crinkly. His prick 
throbbed in his pajama pants. It was almost as if she was putting on a 
show for him. He wanted to jerk off but he didn't want to put down the 
glasses.

	Sarah stopped and looked over her shoulder. She was looking right 
at him. If his lights were on she would have seen him standing there 
and watching. He knew she couldn't see him so how did she know he was 
there. She picked up a lipstick and Pat wondered what she was going to 
do. Sarah looked over her shoulder again and Pat was glad that his 
light was out. She made some marks on the mirror with her lipstick. Pat 
turned his glasses to see what she was drawing. He almost fell through 
the floor. 

                         I THINK YOU'RE CUTE

	She looked over her shoulder another time and grinned. Sarah knew 
he was watching! Was she doing the same thing with him David was doing 
with her? Was she letting him see her so that he would let her see him 
without any clothes on? He was sure he couldn't do anything like that. 
Pat just kept his glasses trained on her. 

	Sarah got up again and faced the window and she stood facing him 
and wiggled out of her jeans. She pulled her panties a little way down 
and stopped. He didn't have to guess what she wanted. Sarah put one 
hand behind her bottom and stuck a finger out between her legs. 

	She then turned out the light in her room, and came toward the 
window. She stood and waited. There was no doubt in Pat's mind, she 
would let him see more of her if he let her see him. 

	Pat wanted to get into bed and pull the covers over his head but 
he wanted to see her without panties even more than that. The only way 
that would happen was if he let her see him without any clothes on. It 
took a lot of nerve but he turned on the light in his bedroom and took 
off his pajama tops. Sarah turned the light back on and stood there 
waiting. She did the thing with her finger coming out between her legs 
again.

	Pat got the message, before Sarah would show him her cunt he had 
to show her his prick. Well he wanted to see her cunt, he'd just have 
to let Sarah see his prick. Pat turned away with his last vestiges of 
modesty. He dropped his pajama bottoms then turned back again blushing, 
and waited to see what Sarah would do. As soon as she saw Pat's hard 
prick, Sarah pushed her panties down. Sarah was willing to be fair, she 
would let him see just as much as he would let her see. 

	Pat's prick oozed pre cum. Without thinking he gave it a couple 
of strokes with his hand. Sarah rubbed her fingers in her cunt. She 
held the outer lips apart with the fingers of one hand and pushed the 
fingers of the other into the inner lips. She stopped and looked at 
Pat. Pat got the message. If he jerked off while she watched she'd 
finger fuck herself while he watched. 

	Pat almost lost his hard on. He didn't even like it when David 
watched him jerk off, how could he do it while Sarah was watching. He 
wanted to see her finger fuck herself, the only way that would happen 
was if he jerked off. He blushed beet red, spit on his hand, and pumped 
it up and down his prick. 

	Sarah rubbed a little bump on top of her slit, that Pat guessed 
must be her clitoris, then pushed her fingers back into her cunt. Pat 
pumped on his prick. Sarah pumped her fingers in and out real fast now. 
She was panting, and Pat guessed she was she having what sex books 
called orgasms. That was what it was called when a girl had a come. He 
was ready to come himself. 

	Spurt, spurt, spurt; jets of his cum arced through the air. 
Dribble, dribble, dribble; the rest of it oozed out into his hand. 
Sarah's hips jerked and her fingers slowed down. Pat made a decision. 
So far Sarah had initiated all the action. He was the boy, he should be 
taking the lead. He grinned at Sarah, brought his hand to his mouth, 
and licked the cum off it. Sarah grinned back at him and sucked on the 
fingers she'd had in her cunt.

	The two of them stood at the window grinning at each other. David 
gave his limp prick a couple more pulls and Sarah rubbed her cunt a few 
more times. Sarah went to the dresser and picked up the lipstick. When 
she was finished he trained his glasses on the writing. 

                        TOMORROW NIGHT SAME TIME
                            DON'T TELL DAVID!

	That was the last thing in the world Pat would do. David could 
ruin everything with his big mouth. He would have to warn Sarah about 
it if David ever did sleep over. She would have to be careful about her 
blinds if he were in this bedroom. 

	Pat was beginning to think that this might be a very interesting 
neighborhood to live in.

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