"Oh!" the teen exclaimed under her breath, glancing from side to side. Thank God there were people around. Most of them had ignored their mini drama unfolding in front of them, absently flipping through magazines or soaking up the brilliant Southern California sun. In the background Camey heard the clinking of weights being dropped on the lifting pit floor.

"Hey, baby, come on," the big man said in a husky voice, standing only a foot away from her.

Camey tilted her head back and stared into those dark-blue eyes. They seemed to cut right through her defenses, burn through her skull and sear her very soul! Camey felt her knees turn to rubber and stepped back to regain her balance.

"I got a place down the Walk. Ain't nobody there now. We could have a good time," he said, moving one hand out and smoothing his callused fingers up and down her arm.

Camey felt her body explode with excitement! She was breathing rapidly, her chest and throat tightening while her mouth went as dry as cotton. She knew she should tell him to get away from her. Camey knew she should call out for help, maybe even hit him and run for the police. But all she could do was stare silently up into those cutting blue eyes and feel her defenses evaporating under her own budding sexuality.

"I can't," Camey finally managed to mutter, dropping her eyes to the sand and feeling shame and guilt wash over her like a tidal wave.

"Sure you can," he said, glancing over his shoulder and winking at his blond buddy who stood leaning against a wire fence watching them. Camey was so engrossed in her own drama she didn't notice.

"No, I have to get home," she retorted. But Camey's own body was betraying her. Electric shocks were racing through her loins, radiating up to her tits and back down to her cunt. The blonde teen kept moving back, sucking in air to feed her swaying body. The friction of her cunt lips over the swollen nub of her clit became excruciating. Could she actually go home with this total stranger? Could she commit an act she'd wanted to commit for so long but managed to avoid? Could she go against all these years of parental training?