"Let's not be so hasty, Randy. I like you. I like you very much. I see that you appreciate me. Do you see something in my eyes that bothers you, Randy?" she cooed sweetly.

Randy nodded his head nervously. He felt weak. His throat was as dry as cotton, his voice lost completely. His cock was oozing juice just as if some nimble-fingered. young chick had been playing with him for an hour. There really was something in those dark eyes, in those cool wet

lips, in those dark smiles of lust. She a wilt. any girl he had ever met, a girl apart, a girl who had a secret, and a wild secret too.

"Come to think of it, Randy baby, I think maybe I would like to see your dick. Wouldn't that be nice? Or are you bashful?" Lisa teased, pursing her lips, driving Randy wild inside.

"Yeah, that'd be real nice," he forced himself to say. "But

"But what, Randy? Don't you like girls?" she teased in her sweet satiny voice, a voice as smooth as the contours of her lithe body.

"Hell, Lisa, you know I like girls. I like you too. But..

'Then what's your problem, Randy baby?" she teased.

"Well… how come all of a sudden… how come all of a sudden you wanna get laid?" he forced himself to say, his voice catching with his last words.

"I like the way you treat me, darling. I like the way you sit there so nervously. You seem so gentle all of a sudden. I like gentle boys. You know, Randy, I thought you were just like all the rest of those nasty guys. I saw you sizing me up and I thought you were just waiting for your chance at my cherry. When you asked me out I thought you were giving it a last try before we went off to different schools and never saw each other again. But I guess I was wrong. Or was I?" she said, that disturbingly mysterious look still in her eyes. "Of course there is one other reason I like you. But we won't get into that right now. You' not ready for