"I promise.

"Okay," she finally agreed, pointing to a clump of bushes in the park they were passing. "Let's go over there where nobody can see us."

When they were secluded behind the shrubs, they sat down on the lawn and Jill brought out the magazine.

"Look at that," he gasped as he began turning the pages. "That's some broad."

It was a picture of a big-titted babe squatting with her fleshy thighs spread open, obscenely exposing her gaping Nat.

"Goddamn, look at that," he panted.

"That's okay," she smiled, turning the ~PAGE~. "But I like this one better."

Nick was shocked to see a naked young man with his hard prick thrusting up in front of him.

"Where the hell did you get this book?" he gasped.

"I found it in my dad's drawer," the little girl admitted,

"What's so neat about lookin' at a guy's prick," he grinned, turning the ~PAGE~ back to the nude woman. "I'd rather look at tits."

"Gosh," she giggled, ignoring his remark. "I didn't know guys had such big things."

"Haven't you ever seen one?" he asked her.

"I saw Amy's little brother's prick," the girl replied. "But he's only three years old."

"Gosh," laughed Nick, still staring at the naked photograph. "He's sure hung."

"How do boys walk around with a big thing sticking out in their pants?" Jill asked.

"He's got a hard-on," Nick explained to the girl. "Most of the time a guy's thing just hangs down."

"What's a hard-on?" she wanted to know, thinking how exciting it was to be talking about pricks with a boy.

"Well," he stammered. "A guy's thing gets big and stiff when he's hot and bothered."

"Have you got a hard-on now?" the little girl suddenly asked.

"Sure," he admitted with a grin.

"May I see it?" asked Jill, feeling a wet, tingling sensation between her legs.