For the next few days, little Jolyne could think about anything except fucking. One day, when her mother was at work, Jolyne looked out the window and saw Ted Moore pulling into his driveway. Ted was a young man of twenty or twenty one who lived next door with his parents. Watching him as he entered the house, Jolyne suddenly decided he would be the ideal guy to pop her cherry.

After taking off her panties, the youngster hurried next door and rang the doorbell.

"Hi, Ted," smiled the cute youngster when he opened the door.

"Hello, Jolyne," he grinned, his eyes immediately drawn to her bra-less tits that were rolling around under the thin material of the dress she was wearing.

"I-I need help," she nervously stammered, her soft warm eyes pleading up to him. "Our power has gone out and I don't know a darned thing about the fuse box."

"Let me put this milk away," he answered. "I was just starting to fix lunch."

"Oh, I'm sorry to have disturbed you."

"That's okay," he replied. "Just let me put this milk back in the fridge."

Quickly putting it away, he followed the youngster across the lawn to her house.

"Where's the fuse box?" he asked as they entered.

"It's in the utility room, just off the kitchen," Jolyne replied, leading him through the house, her bare young thighs provocatively exposed beneath the short dress she was wearing.

Indicating the door to the utility room, Jolyne watched him leave. When he was gone, she quickly hopped up on the counter top of the sink. Deftly raising her skirt and opening her thighs, she made certain that he couldn't miss the sight of her nakedly exposed pussy when he returned.