"How come you're not married?" she asked.

"I used to be," Paul answered. "But I got a divorce. Like your mommy and daddy." He sat down on the edge of the bed. Lisa moved her legs and her thighs parted, revealing the white crotch of her panties.

"Do you have a lot of girlfriends?" Lisa persisted.

"Not a lot. A few. Enough, I guess."

"Didn't you ‘n your wife have any kids?"

Paul shook his head. "Nope, we never got around to it. I guess it's best that way."

"Did you and your wife use birth control?" the little girl asked. The question was so unexpected that Paul broke out into a laugh.

"As a matter of fact, we did, but I think you're the first person who ever asked me that question! What do you know about birth control anyway?"

Lisa giggled and sat up on the bed. She crossed her legs and once again the leg-hole of her panties gaped just enough to show a thin strip of the pink flesh, lying next to the pussy. A tiny blond curl of downy pubic hair peeked out.

"I know it's what people use when they want to… you know, when they want, to do it, and they don't want to have babies!"

Paul could feel his heart hammering in his throat. He was amazed how it excited him just to be talking about sex with this beautiful little girl!

He decided to try to establish the limits of her knowledge and experience. What do you mean, ‘do it'?"

"Well, you know, doing it, ya know?" Like when a man and a woman do the baby-making thing, ya know?" Lisa's pretty face was slightly flushed with embarrassment, but the glow in her eyes revealed that she too was secretly excited by the turn the conversation had taken.

Without even thinking about it, Paul heard himself asking, "Do you ever do it? Have you ever done it with a boy?"

Lisa's eyes widened and she shook her head. "Oh, no! I'd be too scared!"