I really should stop this right now, ho told himself. I really should tell her to go home so I can go back to work.

But instead, he heard himself saying, "Did you touch his peter?"

"No! I was scared! But Sheryl did!"

"She did!"

"Yeah! And you know what?"

"Tell me!"

"It got big! His peter got big!" Her face was suddenly serious. "Do all boys' peter get big like that?"

"Sure!" Paul answered. "Is that the only time you've ever seen a boy's peter?"

"Yes," Lisa said. She looked away for a moment, but then Paul caught her sneaking a glance at his lap.

And he had to admit he wanted her to see it! He wanted her to know he had a hard-on! He uncrossed.his legs so she could see it pressing upward against his pants. She kept looking at it, pretending not to.

And Paul had to admit he found this flirtation with this little girl more exciting than all the foreplay he'd gone through with women for many months!

"Do you know any dirty words?" Paul asked her.

Lisa giggled again. "Yes," she said.

"Tell me," he urged.

"I'm scared," she pouted.

"C'mon! It'll be fun, and I won't ever tell anybody!"

"Promise?"

"Sure! Tell me a dirty word you know!"

Lisa's face broke into a blushing grin. "Cock!" she burst out. "that's a boy's thing. Like peter!"

"Right!" Paul encourage. "What else?"

She giggled. "Piss and Shit!"

"Okay!" Paul said. "What else?"

She pouted shyly. "Pussy."

"What's that?"

"Don't you know?"

"I think so, but I want you to tell me!"

"It's a girl's thing! Like a boy's peter. Girls have a pussy!"

"Do you have a pussy?" Paul asked seriously.

"Of course!" she burst into a laugh. "Silly! All girls have a pussy!"