Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Author: Bookworm Bob
Title: Joanna and the Bookstore (Ch.8)
Part: Chapter 8 - Shopping with Mom
Summary: Joanna and her mom go to the mall to do some birthday shopping.
Joanna goes off on her own for a while and at one store gets more than she
bargains for.
Keywords: Mf(11), fsolo, mast, toys

   This series of stories is a work of fan fiction based on the original
story "Joanna at the Adult Bookstore" by Janus
(/~Janus/).  If you like this, please go back and read
the story that inspired me, and check out some of Janus' other work I'm
sure you will enjoy as well.

   All characters in this story are fictitious, and any similarity to
persons living or dead is purely coincidental.  It is work of fiction or
fantasy, and is intended for ADULTS ONLY.  It may contain depictions of
sexual activity involving minors.  If you are not of a legal age as defined
by your government or locality to view such material or if such material
does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.  I
neither encourage nor condone the involvement of children in sexual
oriented acts with adults.

   Joanna 8: Shopping with Mom

   Written by Bookworm Bob (C)

   The early part of next week was a bit uneventful for Joanna.  At least
that was how it looked on the outside...  She would get up, get ready, and
go to school, just like any other day.  When her parents came home, they
would find her usually in the living room watching TV or in the back yard
reading a book or magazine.  After supper, she would complete her chores
and go on upstairs to finish her homework.  By 9:30, she was usually
lights-out.  Then the cycle would start again.

   But this was only how it looked, "from the outside".  Joanna's private
after-school activities were MUCH more interesting.  By the end of the
school day she was usually getting pretty bored.  Summer vacation was right
around the corner, so there wasn't too much left to be taught in class. 
Her mind would drift to sexier thoughts, and about how good it felt when
she played with herself, and about how much BETTER it felt when someone
helped.

   By dismissal time at 3 o'clock, her young pussy was usually wet and
throbbing.  She would chat with Mary Ann for a few minutes, then rush
straight home for a little alone-time before her parents got home from
work. This usually worked out to be about an hour and a half that she had
the house to herself.

   Joanna used that time to its fullest in order to do her special
'homework' given to her by her newest friend, Bob.  This was much more
hands-on, and most of the reading was mainly looking at pictures.  And it
was much more stimulating to her young brain than learning about history
and math.  She knew she would be able to use THESE skills pretty much for
the rest of her life.

   Joanna had her schedule all planned out since Monday, 2nd period.  Each
day she would arrive home and go straight to her room.  She would open her
bedroom window slightly so that she could hear her parent's cars just in
case they came home early.  Opening her desk drawer, she would take out one
of her magazines as well as the silver vibrator and the rubber cock, then
placing them on her bed.

   Next, she would reposition her full-length mirror to face her bed.  She
loved to watch herself as she was being naughty.  It thrilled her to see
what she was doing, and thought that it also "helped her form and
technique." But really mostly because she liked the naughtiness of watching
herself.

   Once everything was in place, Joanna would strip down out of her school
clothes until she was splendidly naked from head to toes.  She would look
at herself in her mirror, rubbing her breasts slightly, and playing with
her nipples getting them nice and excited and tingly.

   After she had worked herself up nicely, she would lay down on her bed,
spreading her legs towards the mirror.  She was always surprised at how wet
she had made herself just by thinking dirty thoughts and playing with her
tits.

   Joanna would usually start off by rubbing the vibrator between her pussy
lips, getting it nice and wet with her natural lubrication.  The gentle
stimulation of her clit would make her breathing harder and her nipples cry
for attention.  Satisfied that the toy was wet enough, she would turn it on
and begin to pleasure herself in earnest.  She knew she didn't have too
much time, so she wanted to make herself cum hard and quick.

   By the middle of the week Joanna had found the combination of activities
that would do both for her.  She had pulled ideas from her magazines and
from the videos she had seen at the bookstore and put them together.  When
she was sufficiently horny and ready, Joanna would get up on her hands and
knees, pointing her little butt at the mirror.  With her legs spread wide
enough that she could get her hand in between, she would reach down and
insert the vibrator into her shallow, tight sex hole, and fuck on it.

   She loved looking at herself in the mirror as her juices would coat her
crotch, the toy, and eventually even her hand, sometimes running down the
inside of her legs.  The hand not guiding the vibrator in and out of her
pussy was usually playing one of her breasts, teasing it and making all her
other feelings intensify.

   And when she was finally ready to make her final drive to cum, she would
take the rubber cock and begin sucking on it.  She would abandon her
breasts and hold the dildo by the base so that it was sticking straight up.
Then, while still watching herself in the mirror, would push her face down
onto the cock, taking it as deep as she could.  She would then come back up
to the tip, dragging her lips along the shaft as she did while getting used
to applying as much suction as possible to the dildo.

   The combination of all the stimulation was simply something that she
couldn't fight off.  When she would watch herself giving the fake cock a
blowjob while getting fucked from behind by the vibrator, she would go into
sexual overload, and cum within a minute or two.  All of her dirty-girl
thoughts would race through her mind as her pussy choked on the silver
bullet.  She would scream into the rubber dick filling her mouth down to
her throat and her ass would hump up and down as she got her cum.  Joanna
could even see her butthole clench and release with each wave of pleasure.

   When the young girl was eventually cummed-out, she would collapse on her
bed and try to recuperate for a few minutes before getting up and putting
everything back into its proper place.  She had even snuck a can of
deodorizer into her bedroom to mask the musky scent of her juices that
seemed to fill her room after playtime.  She guessed that if she could
smell it, so could her parents, and that would NOT be good...

   Joanna would finish up by wiping down her toys and putting them away
securely in her desk drawer.  She would then clean herself up, get dressed,
and head downstairs to await the arrival of her parents.  Her plan ran like
clockwork, and she was happy.

   Joanna and her mom had made plans to go to the mall to do some early
birthday shopping for the young girl.  Originally they were going to go on
Wednesday, but something had come up and Joanna's mother was not able to
get home at her regular time.  Instead they decided to go on Thursday after
supper.

   Joanna had already done her 'homework', so the now almost constant
tickle in her pussy was nearly non-existent, pushed to the back of her mind
by thoughts of new clothes and shopping.  The family finished eating and
Joanna's mom told her to change out of her school clothes and into
something easy get into and out of for trying on new stuff.

   Joanna goes to her room and selects a modest, knee-length skirt and a
loose fitting polo top.  As she changes, Joanna thinks about her last trip
to the mall.  She remembered all the men looking at her and Mary Ann.  And
about the fun that they had had in the Hot Metal clothing store.  She
thinks about the manager; maybe she would get to see him again.  If so he
would probably want to see the gift he had given her.  After thinking about
it for a hot second, she goes to her desk drawer, into her secret stash,
and selects the pair of pretty kitty panties that the Hot Metal man had
'given' her last weekend.  As she slips out of her plain underwear and into
the hot pink bikinis with the kitty on the crotch, the tickle in her vagina
begins to flare up again.

   Joanna and her mother reach the mall shortly after 6 o'clock.  Just
inside the main entrance, Joanna's mother pulls the girl to the side.

   "Ok, kiddo, are you ready?"

   "Yes I am...", Joanna says confidently.

   "Alright, let's hit it...  We'll go get you some nice summer clothes as
well as a few of those 'other' items we had talked about", referring to the
training bras.

   "MOM...", Joanna says, slightly above a whisper.

   "Then I have to go pick something else up.  A gift from your father and
me.  I'll be gone for about an hour.  You can run around and window shop on
your own while I am gone."

   Joanna just nods.  "How the HECK did that just work out for me?" she
thinks, and knew exactly what shop she was going to.

   They walk through the mall together, checking out various shops,
admiring many of the summer fashions, and even laughing at a few.  They
eventually found themselves at one of the nicer large anchor stores at the
mall and proceeded to shop.

   After a while of selecting clothes, trying them on, putting some back,
and repeating, Joanna comes away with almost a whole new summer wardrobe.
Before checking out, her mother selects a few training bras for the girl
and had her try them on as well.

   Only the largest size ended up fitting the girl.  Since Joanna usually
wore looser-fitting clothes, her mother hadn't noticed how developed her
daughter had become.  It had been a few months since they had gone to the
indoor pool together.  "Have they grown THAT much since then?" her mother
tried to remember.

   Knowing the right size, Joanna's mom tells her to pick out two more. 
Since she would probably be in a regular bra quite soon, she didn't want to
waste extra money on the trainers.  Joanna picks out a blue one and a pink
one to go along with the white one she already had in her basket.

   "Colorful, aren't we?" her mother jokes.

   "Yeah, they should go nice with some of the tops I got", she answers
back.  "Oh, and with these too", she said, picking up a packet of girls
briefs in multiple colors and tossing it in the cart.  "Mine are getting a
little small, and plus these are matchies..."

   Her mother just gives the girl a look and said, "if you say so..." She
hasn't even noticed that they were briefs.

   The pair check out at the register, take their bags and wander back out
into the mall.  Joanna's mom decides that the bags were going to be too
much to carry around for the next hour or so, so they haul them out to the
car and lock them away in the trunk.

   Once back inside, Joanna's mother goes into her purse and pulls out some
money.  "Here, this is from your grandparents...  Happy Birthday!"

   Joanna takes the money.  Two twenty dollar bills and a ten.  "WOW... 
Fifty bucks?  That's awesome!"

   "They said to get yourself something nice.  I'm going to tell you that
you should save at least SOME for this summer..."

   "Ok, mom.  I'll try to save at least SOME..."

   "OK.  Anyhow, I'll meet you back here in about an hour."

   Joanna checks her watch.  "8:15.  Back right here..."

   The two part company, Joanna going one way and her mother going the
other.  Once Joanna rounds the corner and is out of her mother's sight, she
changes direction and heads straight towards Hot Metal.  The only stop she
makes along the way is to the ladies room where she covertly rolls up the
waistband of her skirt, shortening the length by a few inches.  Her pussy
was getting hot again just thinking about teasing the poor manager.

   She steps out of the restroom with her skirt now up to mid-thigh. 
Reactions are immediate as Joanna noticed the looks she is now getting from
the males around her, both her age and older.  The attention makes her
tingle.

   She makes her way to Hot Metal, the clothing/music store.  Her heart's
beating fast and she's breathing a bit rapidly.  The thought of making the
man horny again has her own cunt throbbing and getting wetter by the
minute.

   She entered the store and looked around.  Her heart sinks as the only
employee was some pimply-faced kid working behind the register.  There is
also a teenage emo girl working on the floor.  Joanna though she looked
both pretty and sexy at the same time, dressed in her pseudo-goth clothes,
knee-high leather boots, bangs, and pigtails.  She looks at Joanna and
smiles.  Joanna smiles back, and heads to the back to looking around.

   After about 5 minutes of browsing, Joanna was turning to leave when the
manager stepped out of the hallway that lead to the dressing rooms.  Her
excitement level jumped along with her heart rate.  While she had noticed
him, he still hasn't seen her.  Joanna waits a second, then comes around a
corner display, running right into the man.  "That got his attention", she
thinks.

   He looks down and immediately recognizes the girl that had teased him
last weekend.  How could he forget?  She had shot him a nice crotch-shot
while he was trying to set up the window display.  Then wiggled her
panty-covered ass at him while she looked around.  He even snuck a feel as
he walked by her while she was bent over.  Yes, he remembers her...

   "Um...  Sorry..." they both say at the same time.  They both laugh a
little.

   "Is there, uh, anything I can help you with?" the man asks Joanna.

   "Uh, no.  I'm just looking right now.  But, uh, keep an eye open...  I
might, um, wanna see something..." the young girl stutters.

   The man nods, watching the girl as she backs away from him.  His dick is
already starting to stiffen in his pants.  Joanna watches as he reaches
down and adjusts himself, giving it more room to grow.  This makes her
tremble and she almost falls over.

   A few minutes later and Joanna's ready to start her show.  She knows
what he likes from last time and bends over to examine a pair of shoes
displayed down low.  She was sure to hike her skirt up a little bit extra
so that the man could see her bottom again.

   The manager stares at her panty-covered ass, admiring every curve.  The
underwear are familiar, recognizing them as the ones he had sent home with
the girl last week.  With this revelation, he knows this is no chance
encounter.  She's come back to the store on purpose...  Well if the kid
wants to play, he's down with that.  He reaches into his pocket and strokes
his hard-on, making his pants poke out even more.  Joanna swallows hard as
she watches him.  "Wow...  He really likes my butt..." she thinks, looking
at how big his bulge had grown.

   As if he can read her mind, he walks towards her.  She doesn't move and
stays bent over, pretending not to notice his approach.  As he gets closer,
he could see the slight wet spot in the girl's panties that had formed
right over her little pussy.

   The manager takes a quick look around to check that no one's looking. 
His employees are busy and no one else is in that part of the shop.  He
again starts walking towards the girl.  This time as he passes, he doesn't
just brush against her, but reaches down and grabs her butt, giving it a
nice rub in the process.  The contact makes her shudder, and a slight
"oooohhh" sound escapes her lips.  She looks right up at the huge bulge in
his pants, then up to his face, smiling.

   "If you find something you like, you can take it in the back and try it
on..." he tells her, more urging than informing.

   "Um, ok, I guess..." a little frightened at his suggestion.  But her
cunt is gaining control now.  She's worked up to the point that she needs a
good cum or she thinks she's going to explode!  The dressing room would be
the perfect place for some privacy so she could jerk herself off.

   She picks a pair of boots, similar to the ones the girl in the shop was
wearing, as well as a red plaid mini-skirt, and heads towards the hallway
at the back of the store.  She selects the dressing room all the way at the
end, just in case she isn't able to control herself and she gets noisy. 
Once inside, she locks the door behind her.

   The dressing rooms at Hot Metal are pretty big by most store standards.
It's easily six foot wide by ten foot deep, with mirrors on the back and
two side walls.  Joanna turns on the two switches near the door, and the
room is bathed in light.  "Ooooo...  Too bright", she says to herself. 
Playing with the switches, she finds that one worked the recessed lights
and one the main fluorescent lights.  She leaves the fluorescents off.

   She puts the boots down on the floor and hangs the skirt and top up
while she takes off her own shoes and strips out of her clothes.  Naked
except for the pretty-kitty hot pink panties, she starts to dress up in the
clothes she brought in with her.  She wraps herself in the short red
mini-skirt with the studded black leather belt.

   Next she pulls on the lacey black top.  She isn't even really thinking
that there should be a shirt or something else worn underneath it.  The
girl just assumed it would cover her in all the right places.  She's wrong.
But after seeing herself in the mirrors, decided she looked just perfect in
the dressing room.

   She finishes by pulling the black pleather boots on, one leg at a time.
She likes the feel of them as she pulled them up.  She even gets a charge
from seeing herself in the mirror across from her as she massages her leg
when she gets them into place.

   She finishes dressing and is ready to admire the new ensemble.  She gets
up and looks in the mirror in front her.  "Oh my God...  Look at ME!" she
gasps.  The vision in the mirror is not of innocent young Joanna, the sixth
grade student preparing for summer vacation.  No, this young WOMAN looks
like something out of one of her magazines, or from some of the covers on
the videos in Bob's shop.

   Joanna turns and looks at herself from multiple angles.  Each new view
makes her pussy pound.  She loves the way her little tits push the lace
material to hard little points.  The pink of her nipples contrast sharply
against the black material.  She rubs them to make them harder, and shivers
as the feelings flow straight to her clit.

   She bends over and looks at her panty-clad bottom.  She notices that it
looks different somehow.  She isn't used to wearing anything with heals,
and the boots have about a four-inch lift to them.  They shape her butt
nicely, even if she doesn't really know it yet.

   In that position she reaches down between her legs and gives her pussy a
nice rub through her underwear.  "Mmmmm..." she purrs.  She pulls the
crotch to the side and slides her finger into her slit, gently stroking her
hard clit.  She'd been torturing herself for some time now, and is ready to
get her release.

   Joanna returns to the bench and spreads her boot-covered legs wide. 
Leaning back against the wall and facing the mirror on the opposite side of
the room, she gets right back down to business.  Moving her panties to the
side again, she socks her middle finger right into her soaking wet hole,
getting it nice and shiny with her oils.  Wasting no time, she starts
diddling her clit hard.  She studies her shape in the mirror as she strokes
her finger in and out of her burning hole.  Her free hand moves away from
holding her panties over and slips up to her breasts, pinching and twisting
her nipples through the lace top.  She's panting hard now, whimpering as
she pumps harder.  She really wished she had one of her toys with her right
now and tries to make a mental note to put the golden egg in her purse.

   The store manager had waited long enough.  He had given the girl plenty
of time to try on the clothes she had taken into the dressing room with
her. As he listens outside, he can clearly hear the sounds of a woman
pleasuring herself.  His cock is throbbing in his pants as he listens to
the girl masturbate, moaning and whimpering.  The manager gives her another
minute or two to really get into it, then uses his master key to quietly
unlock the dressing room door.  She's so into herself and the pleasure
coming from her hot crotch that she never hears the man slip into the
slightly darkened room with her.

   Once in the room, he sees the young woman's reflection in the mirror,
reclining back with her finger doing a hot dance in her pussy.  The store
manager closes the door behind him as quietly as he had opened it.  Keeping
silent, he slowly unzips his pants and pulls his rock-hard cock out.  As he
begins jerking on it, Joanna hears the noise of the jingling change in his
pockets and nearly climbs out of her skin.

   "Don't be afraid...  I won't hurt you!  I promise..." he tells the girl,
hoping to calm her down.

   "Wha...  What are you DOING in here?" she asks him, her voice cracking
in fear.

   "I...  I heard a noise.  I, um, thought you might have hurt yourself..."
he tries to explain, hoping she buys his story.  And she almost does, until
she sees his giant dick in his hand...

   "Oh yeah?  Then what is THAT all about?" the girl asks, staring at his
crotch and exposed penis.  Joanna now has the upper hand, and she realizes
this.

   "Well, um, I, uh..." He has no excuses now.  He wants control back, so
it's going to have to be honesty.  "I saw you in the mirror when I came
in...  You looked so GOOD in that outfit playing with your little pussy
that I couldn't help myself!"

   "Really?  You like this outfit on me?" Joanna smiles at his admission.
The finger in her crotch begins to move again, slowly at first.

   "I LIKED what you came into the store wearing...  I LOVE this look on
you!" He too begins stroking his cock again as he stares at the
masturbating girl in front of him.

   Joanna turns slightly to watch the man jerk on his dick in front of her.
She's over her fear now as her toying fingers get her back into the mood.
"So you just want to look at me?" she asks, putting on a little show for
the man.

   "Can I?  Please?  You look SO HOT like this!" he replies, pumping his
leaking cock as he moves around in front of her.

   "Um, I guess...  But that's all, right?"

   "Yeah, of course...  I promise!  Whatever you want...  Just so long as I
can stay and watch", he tells Joanna.

   Joanna is satisfied with that.  She settles back again and starts
playing with her pussy for real again.  Her hand is going a mile a minute
as she stares at the man pumping his prick right in front of her. 
"Mmmmmmm...  Nice!  Jerk your dick, mister!"

   "Call me Mike..." he groans as he strokes.

   "Ok...  Mike!"

   She rubs her pussy harder and goes back to work on her tits as he
continues to pull on his cock.  She's climbing higher and higher, getting
off on the attention Mike is giving her.  She watches as he reached out and
strokes her right breast.  "Oh, yeah, Mike...  I like that...  Please don't
stop..." she begs.  She doesn't have to beg...  He wouldn't have stopped
now for anything.

   Joanna's squirming around, pushing her pussy up into her plunging finger
as Mike palms her developing breasts and squeezes her hard nipples.  She's
about ready to cum when he speaks...

   "Get up and turn around", he orders.  The command frightens the girl
again.  He said he wouldn't do anything...  Just watch...

   "Wh...Why?  You said you just wanted to look..."

   "Just do it!  I ain't going to hurt you.  I promise...  You'll see! 
You'll like this!  Besides you really ain't got a choice...  Now HURRY UP!"

   Joanna is nearly in tears now as she knows she's about to get raped in
this dressing room.  Her game had gone too far and now she's going to pay
for it...  On shaky legs she stands up and turns around, facing the wall
without a mirror.

   "Now bend over so I can see that ass!"

   With a lot of apprehension, the young girl bends over, placing her hands
on the bench.  Mike reaches down and flips the hem of the short red skirt
up onto her back, fully exposing her ass covered in the pink bikini
panties. Mike takes the opportunity to caress the girls butt through the
cotton material, occasionally dipping down and feeling the hot wetness of
her pussy that's soaking through them.

   Joanna is still terrified at what's about to happen.  She isn't even
twelve years old yet and she's about to get fucked, like it or not. 
"Please, Mike!  Please don't...  Don't rape me!" she pleads.

   "Honey, I'm not a rapist.  I promised I wasn't going to hurt you and I
won't.  But what I am going to do is panty-fuck you!" he tells her, now
rubbing the leaking head of his dick all over her ass.

   "What?  What's that?" she asks nervously, having never heard of it
before, and still not liking the sounds of it.

   "Don't worry.  You'll love it.  Just relax and let me drive..."

   Joanna feels the man's cock drop lower, trailing down her butt-crack and
pausing at the place where her legs come together in the back.  Joanna is
in a near state of panic as Mike slowly slides his huge hard dick forward,
pushing it between her legs and against her panty-covered crotch.  Once he
had pushed all nine inches forward, he grabs the girl by the hips and
pushes her forward just as slowly.

   "See!  I told you I wasn't going to hurt you", he says as he begins to
stroke his cock in and out between her legs.

   Joanna doesn't know what to think now.  She had been so frightened that
she was going to get raped, and now all that emotion is being converted
back to pleasure.  As Mike's dick slides back and forth between her legs,
it's rubbing up against her clit just right.  She starts moaning and
pushing back against the man behind her, letting him know she's getting
into this.  She looks over to her side and sees the reflected image of her,
bent over, with a man fucking her from behind.  It's only 'panty-fucking',
but the image is real enough to the young girl.

   She clenches her thighs together tighter forcing his cock to stroke
harder against her wet cunt.  Adjusting her angle slightly, she finds just
the right place so that Mike's hard-on will slide right through her valley
and bang directly over her clit.

   Mike gathers the back panel of the girl's panties together and pulls
them tight between her butt cheeks.  "Do you like this NOW?  Huh?  Tell
me!" he asks, his grasp firm on her hips as he pushes and pulls his cock
between her clenched thighs.

   "Oh, yessss...  It feels so good.  Mmmmm...  Don't stop...  Please don't
stop!"

   "Don't worry about that!  I won't stop..." he reassures the girl. 
"'Cause this is what you came in here for, isn't it slut!  Wearing these
sexy panties.  Showing me your ass again.  Jerking off in MY dressing
room!"

   Joanna jumped at the word SLUT.  "No...  No..  I swear!  I was just
playing around!"

   "Well now it's my turn to 'just play around'", he grits out and keeps
the steady pace of his pumping action.

   Joanna's pussy burns at being called a SLUT.  She had been caught at her
game, but that only seems to make her more excited.  The stroking cock
between her legs is feeling REALLY good now.  Her charged body is
converting all the adrenaline from her fear into fuel for her orgasm.  She
reaches down between her legs and can feel the head of his penis every time
he pushes forward.  It's all wet with his own pre-cum, lubricating the
slip-sliding motion between her legs and making her crotch all slippery.

   She wants to cum soon, and wants him to cum with her.  Feeling naughtier
than ever before and horny as hell, she surprises the man and herself by
pulling the crotch of her panties to the side.  Mike can immediately tell
the difference.  The girls exposed pussy is burning hot and wet against his
dick.  Joanna uses her hand to hold the thrusting penis in her furrow, each
push now rubbing directly against her unprotected clit.  The feelings are
incredible for both of them.  It takes all of Mike's control not to move a
little and ram his cock right up into the girl's wet cunt.

   "Oh shit, girl...  I'm gonna cum....  Oh FUCK...  Yeah...  Here it is!"

   Joanna can feel his huge dick swell even bigger between her legs as it
began to pulse.  Burning hot cum shoots from his cock, scalding her pussy
as it blasts against her clit.  She even gets hit in the face by a squirt
or two as she peeks down between her legs to watch the erupting cock.

   The man's spraying dick tight against her pussy, and the burning cum
coating her crotch sends Joanna over the top as well.  "Oh God...  I think
I am too...  Oh yeah...  Mmmmmm...  Ahhhhhh...  Cumminngggg!", and the
young girl goes off like a firecracker!  She's slamming her ass back
against the store manager, grinding her clit against his nearly spent cock
as she finishes getting her cookies.

   After her orgasm reaches its peak and he girl begins to come down, Mike
slowly withdraws his cock from between the girl's vice-like grip and shoots
the last of his load all over her ass.  Using his cock, he smears the slime
all over her backside, making it shine in the light.

   Completely spent, Mike backs away from the little girl.  He reaches out
and pulls the cum-soaked panties from between the girl's ass cheeks and
readjusts them to their proper place.  She is all cummed out, too, and
collapses onto the dressing room bench, trying to catch her breath.

   "Holy shit, that was great!  Super!  Fantastic!"

   "Really?  I've never done anything like this before.  It was that good!"

   "Well hell yes it was that good!"

   The compliment makes Joanna feel good inside.  "I...  I don't usually...
I mean..."

   "It's ok...  What's your name, sweetheart?"

   "Jo...  Joanna", she hesitates, not sure she should have given her real
name.

   "Well, Joanna, you are welcome in my store any time!  And I do special
favors for my special friends.  You wanna be one of my special friends?"

   "Special favors?  Like what?"

   "You know, manager's special discounts, music and clothes before they
hit the shelves, that kind of stuff.  I could probably even get you into
clubs and stuff, if you are into that kinda thing..."

   "I've never been to a 'club', but the clothes and music thing sounds
cool..."

   "Great...  Just come by anytime I am here.  The only thing I ask in
return is maybe a little 'fashion show' now and then.  But the better the
'show' the better the rewards..."

   Joanna figures she knows what he means.  The sexier she wants to act for
him or to do TO him, the better the stuff she would get.  "So, um, how did
this rate?" she asks.

   "This definitely got you some store credit, girl!", he told her, still
eyeing her up and down.  "Like that outfit?  Keep it if you want..."

   "Wow!  Really?"

   "Yeah, looks like about a hundred bucks, so sure, keep it..."

   "AWESOME!  I...", then she remembers...  "I can't!  I'm here with my mom
and she would NEVER approve of such things.  I mean she didn't even like
when I picked out colored panties at the store earlier.  These clothes
surely aren't appropriate for a girl my age to wear anywhere..."

   "Well how old ARE you?" Mike asks nervously.

   "It's my birthday day after tomorrow.  I'll be twelve...

   "TWELVE?  Oh SHIT!  And you really were getting off on the stuff we were
just doing!  I know I like my girls young, but you are the youngest so
far!"

   Joanna blushes.  "Is...  Is that ok?  Can I still be a 'special
friend'?"

   "You are PERFECT!  EXACTLY what I want in a 'special friend'!" This
makes Joanna smile at the man, who smiles back in kind.

   Joanna regains most of her wits, and checks her watch.  It reads 8
o'clock.  "Shit, I have to go.  My mom will be furious if I'm late..."

   "Well I don't want her coming looking for you and finding you like
this...  Go ahead and get changed.  I'll clean up in here..."

   "Do...  Do you wanna stay and watch me?" Joanna asks, licking her lips.

   "Would I?  Yes, please!"

   Joanna puts on a nice little show as she strips out of the lacey top and
tight red miniskirt.  She twirls around, showing the manager her body from
all sides, looking fabulous in just her panties and the shiny pleather
boots.  When she sits to remove the boots, she spreads her legs nice and
wide, showing off the soaked crotch of her panties.  Finally she puts on
her own street clothes, making sure everything's in its proper place.  And
in those last 5 minutes, she had again been transformed from a sexy young
woman back into a budding pre-teen girl.  Mike is in heaven.

   The man opens the dressing room door and steps out first.  "Give me a
minute, then you follow...  Lock the door behind you", he tells the girl.
Like clockwork, she exits the dressing room a minute later.  Mike takes her
to the back exit of the store, not wanting his employees to ask any
questions, and shows her out.  "Come on back any time.  I'm here most
evenings and all day Sunday!"

   "Oh I will...  You can count on it!" she says back to the man as she
slips down the hall and back out into the mall.

   Joanna gets back to the prescribed meeting place about five minutes
late. "Shoot...  She's going to kill me!" is all she can think as she
approaches.  She get there and looks around.  No mom?  "She's already out
looking for me...  Oh NO!" Just then her mom comes from around the corner.

   "Sorry I'm late.  I had to run your present out to the car so you
wouldn't see it.  I hope you weren't waiting too long..."

   "Only a few minutes, mom", she says while thanking her stars that it had
been her mother who was late...

   Mother and daughter leave the mall together and go on home.  Joanna
offers to get the stuff from the trunk, hoping to sneak a peek at her gift,
but her mother sees through THAT little ploy pretty easily.  "No, I got it
all.  You go on up and get ready for bed.  You've had a long day..."

   "If you only KNEW!" Joanna thinks, and smiles as she enters the house...

   Meanwhile, back at Hot Metal, Mike closes shop for the night and sends
his people home.  He goes back to clean up the dressing room and get stuff
put away before going home.

   Once in the room, he hangs the lace top back up on a hanger, as well as
the red skirt, making sure there are no stains on them.  He picks up the
boots, and cleans the cum from the pleather.  He isn't sure if it's hers or
his, but it doesn't matter too much.  Finally, folded neatly on the corner
of the bench, are the pretty-kitty pink panties the girl had been wearing.
He slips them into his pocket and finishes putting stuff back on the racks.


   With his work all done, Mike settles back in his office and pulls the
panties from his pocket.  They are still wet with the combination of her
girl-cum as well as his own ejaculate.  He smells them, and the memories
flood back into his head.

   Before he leaves the store for the night, he wraps the pink panties
around his cock and jerks off into them one more time, thinking about how
good it will be when it's HER pinkness wrapped around his cock...

   Continued in Chapter 9

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