"Hi kids. Don't let me get in the way of a good time," he laughed.

Lynn rose and went over to him, her large breasts bobbing, grasped his hand and pulled him over to the other two. Lynn reclined pulling him down with her.

"Hi, sweetheart. I'm Steve," Steve said, turning to the new girl. She was now sitting back on one of the pillows with Billie's arm around her shoulder.

"I'm Susan, pleased to meet you in person," she said demurely, averting her gaze. Steve was awestruck. If the girl looked good on the monitor, she was spectacular in person. Perfect features and skin. Little girl's cleavage delectably exposed through her thin tank-top. Long, lean limbs and she absolutely exuded that exceptionally powerful sexuality of the alluring and amoral young. And her voice. It belied her age – it had smooth dulcet tones, lilting tones, that reminded him of something.

Although obviously on a coke high, the girl well maintained her composure, and smiled and chatted for a minute with Steve.

"So I'm really glad you're going to be staying with us. I just want you to know that I find you exceptionally attractive and I think you will do well her – both at work and play," he chuckled.

Susan smiled and replied in a confident tone, gazing directly at him, "Well, I'd heard you were handsome yourself, but I never expected this. You are really hot!" Steve's ego swelled to the point he was embarrassed. He didn't think a thirteen year-old could have this effect on him. He was over three times the girl's age, but it didn't seem to put her off at all.

Suddenly, Susan giggled and then exclaimed, "Jesus, is that your cock?" Steve looked down and realized the conversation with the girl had given him a partial hard-on and its head peeked from the edge of his robe.

"Ah, yeah," Steve shifted himself a little self-conscious.

"I guess talking to you got me a little excited," he explained with a chuckle.