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 Watching Trey

   Chapter 1

   She was absolutely perfect!

   Just a little bit small for her 11 ¾ years, but "dainty", perfectly
formed, just beginning to show the promising shape of the woman she would
someday become.  Her name was Tracy Morse, but she preferred to be called
"Trey".

   Robbie had met Trey when she and her Mom, Lindsey, had moved in to the
only other house on the quiet cul-de-sac where he had lived for a couple of
years.  The neighborhood was mostly young professionals working 60 or more
hours a week and was home to almost no children.

   Since Robbie worked from home, he was home when the Morse's moving van
pulled in.  He had just finished one major project for one of his clients
and wouldn't receive the data needed to begin the next job for a few more
days.  With time on his hands and nothing better to do, he walked over
after the movers had left, introduced himself to the new neighbors and
offered to assist the newcomers with their unpacking and organizing.

   Mrs.  Morse welcomed the assistance and was especially grateful for the
fried chicken picnic lunch and icy cold lemonade and soft drinks that
Robbie had brought with him.  As they worked, the petite but lovely Lindsey
filled him in a little bit about what had brought them here.  Widowed three
years ago at only 33, she was totally committed to making a good life for
herself and her daughter.  She had found work as an account executive for
medical supplies and had managed to achieve success in the company she had
been working for, JI Corp.  Her work impressed the management at the home
office, which offered the promotion that led them to moving away from their
longtime network of family and friends back in Ohio.

   Lindsey hadn't been sure about whether or not she should take the new
job, and delayed her decision to accept the promotion that would require
her to move here to Iowa with her daughter, until she'd had a chance to
check out the local school and after school program that was offered by the
strict fundamentalist church that she belonged to.

   Lindsey confirmed Robbie's impression that she wasn't much of a
`Bible-thumping, holy roller' type, but she was very grateful for the
structured and protective programs that her church offered to assist her in
raising Trey.  Lindsey was very protective, trying to keep Tracey safe from
many of the worrisome influences that most kids encounter.  She strictly
limited Trey's television viewing and computer usage, and Trey's only
social contact with other children was in various carefully-monitored
church activities.

   Still, it was obvious to Robbie that Lindsey had done a wonderful job of
raising her daughter by herself.  Trey seemed intelligent, bright and
cheerful, and very well behaved.  Robbie was quite impressed, and thought
it was going to be nice having the Morses as neighbors.

   At age 39, Robbie had pretty much given up on finding a woman that he
would want to spend the rest of his life with, and was now simply taking
life as it came.  He knew he had some very particular preferences that few
women could ever satisfy, but he was quite comfortable with his current,
single lifestyle.

   Lindsey sensed that Robbie wasn't giving out the vibes of a guy on the
make.  She was very familiar with the signs of the typical predatory male.
Lindsey had seen too much of that kind of behavior from men she encountered
at her job, even before her husband had been killed in the construction
accident three years ago.  She had never shown even the slightest bit of
interest, but those guys wouldn't quit!

   Lindsey felt surprisingly relaxed around Robbie and sensed he was not
just another horny guy who only wanted to get into her pants.  So when he
offered to give them a guided tour of their new town on the upcoming
weekend, showing them the most convenient and dependable stores, cleaners,
salons, banks, doctors and the like, intuitively understanding that he
wasn't on the prowl, Lindsey accepted his invitation.

   Robbie, Lindsey and Trey (he had now learned that she really did not
like to be called Tracey) spent an enjoyable few hours together on
Saturday, from late morning, over lunch and into mid-afternoon.  Lindsey,
Trey and Robbie were all surprisingly comfortable with one another, and by
the time they returned home, they felt like old friends.

   Lindsey and Robbie enjoyed each other's company enough to spend a few
evenings going out to movies or plays over the coming weeks and months, and
Trey often joined them for trips to the local water park or other
activities.  Rob and Lindsey both seemed satisfied with the growing
friendship, but neither of them felt like they wanted to push their
relationship to a more serious, romantic level.

   The Morses soon seemed to settle comfortably into their new town, and
life on the cul-de-sac settled into a relaxed routine.  Their friendship
with Robbie strengthened, and Lindsey was glad to have such a close friend
nearby, especially on the occasional instances when she found herself
having to work a couple of hours later than usual or needing to attend an
evening event with clients.

   Both Lindsey and Trey quickly became comfortable with knocking on
Robbie's back door and then - at Robbie's insistence - simply walking right
in if they needed something or even just to visit for a few minutes or
several hours.  And Robbie came to a growing admiration of the wonderful
job that Lindsey had done in raising a very smart and very well behaved
little girl.  Trey was sweet, softhearted, and trusting.  And the better
Robbie got to know her, the more captivated he became by her beauty.

   Because everything seemed to be meshing so well, Robbie was totally
unprepared for Lindsey's nearly hysterical visit late one Friday afternoon.
Offering a gin and tonic (with just a little bit of gin; Lindsey didn't
really drink very much or very often) Robbie was finally able to get
Lindsey to calm down long enough to tell him what the problem was.

   Lindsey was blubbering on about having to quit her job and start all
over again somewhere else, because JI wanted to change her job
responsibilities.  She was doing so well since moving into this new job
that they wanted her to take charge of other client managers in neighboring
states.  But in order to do that, she would have to travel out of town at
least three days every week.  That would mean being away from home at least
two nights a week, and she couldn't do that because of Trey.

   Through her sniffles, Lindsey sobbed in frustration, "Back in Ohio, we
had all kinds of family, and even a few close friends at our church that
would have gladly helped out with Trey!  But we have no family here in
Iowa, and I don't know anybody at our new church well enough yet to impose
on them or trust with her.  I love this new job!  I'm obviously doing
pretty well at it, since they've never offered this kind of promotion to
anyone else so quickly!  It's an amazing opportunity, and I won't be able
to take it!" And Lindsey again started sobbing.

   "Lindsey," Robbie wrapped her into a soothing hug, "you know there's an
obvious solution".  Lindsey looked at him in confusion as Robbie continued,
"Look, we both know that Trey is smart.  She's sweet, bright and a very
well behaved little girl.  She's as comfortable over here as she is at her
own home.  With my work, I'm able to set my own schedule.  We should be
able to arrange it so that when you're out of town, she can just stay over
here.  I can make sure she gets her homework done and gets to bed on time.
It'll be no trouble at all.  In fact, I'd love the regular company!"

   Lindsey's eyes got big, then smaller again.  She tilted her head and
thought about this idea.  "Oh, Robbie, I just came over here to vent.  I
couldn't possibly impose on you for this."

   "Lindsey, it's not an imposition at all!  You know that you and Trey
have very quickly become like family to me anyway.  You guys have made me
so much happier.  I've felt so much more complete since the two of you came
to town and into my life.  We both know that you and I are not going to be
"a couple", but that doesn't mean we haven't become like family.  This will
work!  You can continue on the fast track at JI, and still feel good about
maintaining a stable home life for Trey.  It's perfect."

   "Oh Robbie!  I don't know.  I just don't know what I should do!"

   "Tell you what, Lindsey, why don't you talk it over with Trey.  See what
she thinks about the idea.  She's got a pretty good head on her shoulders,
so let's see what her reaction is."

   "I don't know, Robbie.  I'll think about it." And Lindsey went home to
do just that.

   The next morning was Saturday, and as Robbie sat in front of his
computer putting the finishing touches on his latest client project, his
back door burst open and a pint-sized whirlwind thundered into his study
and launched herself at him!  While holding him in a gigantic hug, the
excitement came gushing from Trey.  "Oh Robbie!  This is going to be so
much fun!  Sleepovers every week!  Which room will I sleep in?  Can we have
pizza every night?  What time will I have to go to bed when I'm over here?
Can I bring Teddy, my big stuffed bear on the nights that I stay here?  Can
we ...."

   "Whoa, whoa, whoa!  Slow down, little one" Robbie said, trying to
untangle himself from Trey's strangle hold.  "Whatever in the world could
you possibly be going on about?"

   "But Mom said ....  "

   Just then, Lindsey finally entered the study, breathing hard with the
effort of trying to catch up to her little dynamo.  "Trey, we haven't
decided for sure yet ...."

   "Oh Please?  Please Please Please?  Pretty please?" Trey looked from one
grown up to the other.

   Robbie looked at Lindsey with a sly grin.  "I think she likes the idea."

   "I'll say!  She thinks it will be a big adventure and she has all kinds
of great plans."

   "I know!  She asked me about 37 questions without stopping to take a
breath!"

   "Robbie, is this really going to be all right?  It's not too big of an
imposition?"

   "Oh nonsense!  It'll be good for you; it'll be good for me; and it'll be
good for this holy terror!  We'll all benefit from it.  So that settles
that.  When does JI expect you to start handling these new duties?"

   "Well, when they told me about it, they seemed pretty keen on getting
started pretty quick.  So maybe we could give it a test with a two day trip
next Wednesday and Thursday, so you'd only need to watch Trey on Wednesday
night for the first week?"

   "Aw, Mom, you said it would be two nights a week!"

   "Let's let Robbie build up to this gradually, all right, Pumpkin?  We'll
see how he survives with just one night the first week.  And if we all live
through that, maybe we'll try a second night the following week."

   "Okay" Trey pouted, clearly not completely satisfied, but not wanting to
blow the whole deal.

   And Robbie started to make some very careful plans of his own.



   Chapter 2 -

   Carefully following all the steps in the schedule that the three of them
had meticulously drawn up and agreed upon, Robbie set out at 4:30 on
Wednesday afternoon to pick up Trey from her after school activity period
at the Morse's church in town.  Once he had properly signed her out, Robbie
and Trey then stopped in town to pick up their dinner.  Pizza, of course.
("Only one night a week!" Trey's Mom had instructed.) Then, stopping at the
Morse's house, Trey ran in to gather her previously packed duffle and, of
course, her huge bear Teddy, before finally arriving back at Robbie's.

   Once at Robbie's, the first order of business was to take Trey's duffle
(and Teddy) up to `her' room.  Robbie's house had two extra bedrooms that
shared a second bathroom, so she could be assured of privacy.  Then they
sat at the kitchen table to devour the large pizza.



   While they ate, Trey asked Robbie if he remembered when he was in
school, and what he liked to do.  Robbie told her that his favorite thing
in high school was when he was captain of the wrestling team.  The more he
talked about how much fun it had been, the more interested she became. 
Trey said, "I wish they had wrestling at my school!  I think I could be a
really good wrestler, but they don't like for us to do those kinds of
activities, even during gym class."

   Trey managed to pack away just a bit more than half of the large pizza.
After dinner they proceeded to Robbie's study, where he had set up a second
desk for Trey to use to do her homework.  He also had a second computer set
up there, which Lindsey had given permission for Trey to use, but only if
Robbie was right there to monitor her activities on it.

   Lindsey had insisted that Trey was to be in bed no later than 9:30 on
school nights, so when she finished her homework just before 8:00, Robbie
suggested she go up to take her shower and get ready for bed, and then they
would figure out what she wanted to do until bedtime.

   Trey bounced back down the stairs by 8:30 in her nightgown, face
scrubbed and hair still a little bit damp, and obviously still `wired'. 
Lindsey didn't want Trey watching television on weeknights, and tonight,
they needed something that would burn off some of Trey's excess energy so
she would go right to sleep when bedtime came.

   They rejected a variety of board games and cards - "boring" or "lame" -
when Trey finally said, "I want to learn how to be a really good wrestler!
Would you teach me how to wrestle?"

   Robbie told Trey he'd give it some thought over the next week before her
next overnight visit to see if he could come up with a couple of
alternatives (secretly pleased that she'd remembered the earlier
conversation) but for tonight ....  "O K, let's see how tough you really
are!"

   They decided to move the coffee table out of the way and push back the
couch to clear space in the family room, and Robbie agreed to remain on his
knees to make him more evenly matched with Trey's height.  And so, at
exactly 8:40 pm, Robbie on his knees faced off against Trey and made the
"ding-ding-ding-ding" sound to indicate that the match had begun.

   Trey charged at Robbie, trying to knock him down and the two of them
proceeded to grapple.  Robbie was careful not to take too much advantage of
his size and strength, and tried to be careful where he grabbed as they
both rolled around on the plushly carpeted floor.

   Within ten minutes, Trey was out of breath and laid back on the floor,
announcing "I need a break!" They agreed they'd wrestle for 10 minutes and
then have 10 minute rest periods until it was time for bed.

   Trey lay on her back, breathing hard and Robbie was beside her on his
side watching her cool off.  He reached over and carefully slid a strand of
her silky blond hair off to the side and away from her face.  Brushing her
cheek with his fingertips, he looked down into her eyes and asked "are you
having fun so far tonight?"

   Trey nodded her head up and down with a "MMM-hmmm!  I sure am!"

   He reached over again and gently caressed the line of her jaw.  "That's
good.  I'm really glad.  I think we're gonna have lots of fun on these
overnight adventures."

   Robbie lightly stroked her cheek, his arm slowly coming down until it
was resting on her chest and tummy.  He was careful to avoid anything that
she might think of as `bad touching'.  Still, his much larger size meant
that while his fingers softly touched her face, part of his arm came to
settle between the slight swellings that were growing on Trey's chest, and
his elbow rested lightly on her lower belly.

   Robbie used the very tip of his forefinger to barely tap on the tip of
Trey's nose.  Still smiling while gazing into her eyes, he traced that
finger down to her upper lip, slowly traced the rest of the way along her
top lip then back along her lower lip.  He repeated that circle 2 more
times before letting his finger slide down to Trey's chin where he then
followed the line of her jaw all the way up to her right ear lobe; back
down and up the other side to her left ear; back down again to her chin and
down to her throat, which he gently circled with his thumb and fingers
spread.



   Trey was very much enjoying the soft touch of Robbie's hand on her face
and neck.  "Mmmm, that feels nice" she mumbled as his fingers now traced
along her collar bone, up to the top of one shoulder and back down, across
and up to the other.

   Trey seemed almost mesmerized by the feather soft feel of Robbie's
fingertips gliding across her face and neck.  Enthralled by the attentions
of those fingers, she was blissfully unaware that Robbie's arm was lightly
brushing across the small hills of her budding breasts, his elbow moving
just the tiniest bit up and down and back and forth at her crotch.

   The combination of sensations did not go unnoticed by her subconscious,
though, touching off an unfamiliar but pleasant tingling that Trey felt all
over.  Again, she almost purred, let her head fall back and closed her
eyes. But it seemed only a few seconds later that Robbie pinched her nose
and announced, "rest period's over!  Let's get back to the match!"

   They again faced off, and with Robbie's "DingDingDing" she again came
running across to throw herself at him in hopes of knocking him down.  Trey
appeared just slightly lethargic, less energetic for this second round.  It
wasn't quite 10 minutes when she again dropped down onto her back.

   Calling for another rest period she made sure to position herself next
to Robbie.  This time, she picked up his large hand and placed it so his
fingertips were on her lips.  Then, holding his wrist, she nudged him along
until he got the idea: she wanted more of the same gentle caresses.

   Again, she remained oblivious of anything but the tender touching of
Robbie's fingers around her face and neck, completely unaware of his arm as
it brushed back and forth across her now hardening nipples.  In her
innocence Trey was hardly conscious of wiggling her hips just the tiniest
bit, subtly tilting her pelvis, to make herself more comfortable; her
subconscious striving to bring her mound closer to the elbow that was
lightly rubbing so near.

   Robbie though, was very aware, alert to the subtle signs showing that
Trey's body was responding reflexively to the imperceptible contact,
knowing that in her innocence she would not attach her newly discovered
sensations to any deliberate actions on his part.  Applying indiscernibly
more pressure he watched her muscles tense as she arched her back to
further increase the stimulation.  Again, Trey rolled her head and closed
her eyes, whispering, "mmmmm, sooo nice."

   He wanted to maintain the façade of the wrestling match so that Trey
would have no reason to suspect any ulterior motivations, so Robbie once
again pinched her nose and said "time to wrestle!"

   This time, Trey actually put up a mild protest as she sat up.  "Awww, do
we have to?"

   "Yup!  One more round.  Then we'll have one more cooling down period,
and it'll be bed time.  Now get over to your starting line; ready? 
DingDingDing!" This time, when Trey charged, Robbie let her knock him off
his knees and onto his back.  As he reached up to grab her shoulders to
lift her off, she grabbed his hands, pinning them between their two bodies.

   Trey was sort of draped sideways, her left leg splayed across his and
her chest squashed against him as she strove to keep Robbie's hands
trapped. Gleefully savoring this victory, she rocked against him as Robbie
appeared to strain in an effort to dislodge her.  Now locking his leg
between her thighs, she pressed his hands even tighter into her chest.

   Robbie continued his simulated attempts to free himself; he flexed the
muscles of his leg, which seemed to vibrate between hers and he was
wiggling his fingers, to give Trey the impression that he was getting ready
to attack.  She simply grasped him even more firmly, thinking she was the
one causing the now noticeable - and pleasant - pressure between her legs.
She now succeeded in pressing his hands flat against her front, believing
she was further preventing his escape, while also noting the added tingles
as his fingertips were now being brushed across the sensitive tips of her
young breasts.

   Trey's movements were gradually becoming distinctive hunching motions.
As she unknowingly but instinctively maneuvered her small body to increase
the stimulation to the critical areas, Robbie let her continue for several
minutes while furtively watching the signs of her mounting agitation, not
letting on that he was aware of anything but the wrestling match.

   When Robbie observed Trey's breath becoming ragged, her cheeks and neck
flushed, he decided it was time to let her ardor cool down.  Making a great
show of straining, he finally sat up, pushing her off and onto her back on
the floor.  "Rest period now, Little One.  Ten minutes to wind down and
then it's up to bed for you."

   "Do I have to?" Trey begged, but knowing the rules, she didn't pout
much. Once again though, she took hold of his right hand and, wiggling into
the right position, guided his fingers to her lips and prodded him to trace
her mouth, chin and jaw line.  This time, she quickly closed her eyes as
soon as she was certain that he had returned to the gentle caresses she
wanted.

   "MMmmmmmm", she almost moaned, readily picking up the rhythm as his arm
again seemingly inadvertently rubbed across those tingling places.  Her
muscles tensed slightly as her body strained into his motions,
subconsciously increasing the friction against her dampening mound and
stiff nipples.

   Robbie continued his appearance of being blissfully unaware of Trey's
actions and her growing excitement.  Slowly, deliberately he began to lift
his arm away from the front of Trey's body.  Trying to maintain the
strangely pleasing contact, she arched her spine for a moment, before
finally settling back to the floor with a long sigh.

   At 9:30 on the dot, Robbie sent Trey up to bed and after giving her a
couple of minutes to get settled, he came in to give her a good night kiss.
She stirred around for several minutes, her body wanting to regenerate
those tingling feelings from earlier, but soon drifted off into a sound
sleep.

   Robbie went back to his study to spend a few minutes reflecting back on
the first evening of his planned ....  corruption?  No; seduction of Trey.
Tonight was a very successful beginning, he thought, but it would take
every ounce of discipline he possessed to keep from moving too quickly.

   Trey's sweet innocence and naiveté made her an exceptionally pliant
subject.  He had seen tonight how easily she could be aroused while still
remaining completely unaware of what those feelings were all about.  As if
it was a mantra, he repeated over and over, "slowly.  slowly.  slowly. 
easy does it." At 11:00, he went to his own bed and was somewhat surprised
to fall quickly asleep.

   They both awoke the next morning right on time; Robbie prepared a good
breakfast while Trey got herself ready for school.  Delivering Trey to the
church / school just before 9:00, they felt this first experiment was a
total success!

   Apparently, Lindsey thought so too, so they decided to go ahead and plan
that Trey would stay with Robbie every Wednesday and Thursday night.  When
Lindsey asked if she shouldn't pay Robbie for his child care services, all
he would accept was a standing invitation to a nice, home-cooked dinner at
the Morse's home one night each weekend.  They all shook hands on the deal.

   Chapter 3

   On the following Wednesday, Robbie was at the church school right on
time to pick Trey up at 5:00.  She ran over to meet him as he signed her
out and they were quickly on their way.

   As they buckled the seatbelts in Robbie's little sports car, he asked,
"What would you like for dinner tonight, Little One?  Remember, Mom's
orders say that we can only have pizza one night, so do you want to get
pizza tonight or wait till tomorrow?"

   "What'll we have tonight if we don't have pizza?  Could we get
hamburgers?" Trey asked.

   "Sure, we can get burgers.  But none of that McDonald's or Burger King
stuff," Rob answered, "we'll swing by Jansen's on the way home, and pick up
one of their really good hamburgers, and a milkshake.  What do you want on
your hamburger?"

   "No pickles, no onions; just ketchup" Trey replied

   They picked up the burgers to go, stopped at the Morse's to pick up
Trey's pre-packed duffle (and of course: Teddy!) and arrived at Robbie's
while the burgers were still nice and warm.  While they sat at the kitchen
table, Robbie started to say, "I've been thinking about some other
activities and games we can play before bed ...."

   Bur, as Robbie had anticipated, Trey didn't even want to consider any
other suggestions.  She wanted another wrestling match!  "O K then, off to
the homework, then!"

   "I only have a little bit tonight, so it won't take me very long" Trey
said as she headed into Robbie's study.

   Sure enough, Trey was finished by 7:00.  "I'm all done.  I'm going up to
take my shower now" she announced.  She was back down with rosy cheeks and
still slightly damp hair by 7:30.

   "That's a very pretty nightgown, Little One" Trey commented as she
entered the living room, ready to start the match.  This nightgown appeared
to be an older one, since it ended a few inches above instead of a few
inches below her knees, and it was obviously well worn in a few areas.

   "Thanks, Robbie.  This is my favorite!  But mom doesn't want me to wear
it at home.  She says it's too small and that I should wear the newer ones,
like the one I wore last week.  But they're more scratchy, not soft like
this one, and I get tangled up in them in bed.  Is it OK if I wear this one
over here?  Don't tell Mom.  Please?"

   "It's O K with me.  It'll be our secret.  You can even go ahead and
leave it here if you want, since you can't wear it at home."

   "Cool!  Thanks Robbie!"

   "We've got nearly two full hours before your bedtime tonight.  Are you
going to be able to wrestle that long?"

   "Oh yes!  I know I can!  We just need to remember to do our rest periods
like last time."

   "Well all right then, let's clear the decks" Robbie said as they began
to move the furniture out of the way so they'd have space for their
wrestling match.  When all had been pushed out of the way, he directed Trey
over to her `starting line' and then made his "DingDingDing" signal to
officially start tonight's match.

   As during the previous week, Trey ran across and into Robbie, trying to
knock him off his knees.  But this time he stayed upright and just grabbed
onto her with a big bear hug.  Her arms were free so she pushed and pushed
on his shoulders, trying to break his hold until finally, he seemed to lose
his grip.  Trey grabbed onto one big arm and tried again to push him over,
while he pretended to try to push her away, finally toppling over with her
falling onto his arm.

   Now that they were both down on the floor, the wrestling match really
got under way.  Trey was crawling all over him to try to `pin' him while of
course Robbie wouldn't stay still long enough for her to get a good enough
grip, anywhere!  Of course, with Trey wearing the shorter nightgown, during
their roughhousing Robbie often found himself grabbing bare skin.  He was
careful to make it appear unintentional, continuing to use care about where
he grabbed her, or what he grabbed.

   Trey was well out of breath by the time of the first `rest period'.  So
it was no pretense when Robbie announced the end of the first 10 minute
round, for her to drop back onto the floor on her back like she had last
week.  But, she wiggled herself over so that she was right next to Robbie,
and again reached out to take his hand and place his fingers onto her lips.

   This time, as he began to trace his fingertips gently around her face,
Trey let her hand slip down onto his arm and tugged just slightly to get
Robbie to lower his arm down onto her chest.  Her shorter nightgown had
ended up nearly at her waist so that now his elbow rested lightly on the
soft mound of her pubis, covered only by her panties.

   Robbie brushed a few stray strands of her hair away from Trey's face. 
Staring warmly into her eyes, he whispered, "you are so beautiful!  But I
don't think you're going to last for two whole hours of wrestling tonight."

   "Yes I can!"

   "It doesn't matter.  We'll just go until it's bedtime, or until you're
too tired."

   "MMmmmmm.  O K.  That feels so nice."

   "I'm glad," Robbie whispered as his fingertips continued to follow the
line of her mouth, down to her chin and along her jaw line; his trailing
arm sliding across the tops of her swelling breasts; his elbow glancing
back and forth, up and down on her pudenda.  He didn't miss noticing as her
nipples began to tighten, and the soft mound of her pubis started to firm.

   Robbie's elbow began to inadvertently apply just the slightest bit of
pressure with the small up, down and side to side strokes.  Within just
minutes, he was able to discern corresponding movement in Trey's hips as
her instinctive reflexes began to stretch out in an effort to increase the
sensations.  He continued his caresses for an extra few minutes beyond the
10 minutes allotted for their `rest periods', watching as her butt started
to squirm and her breathing became slightly heavier; Her eyes were closed;
there was the merest hint of a smile on her lips, and a rising flush at the
open neckline of her gown.

   Reminding himself of his firm resolve to proceed very, very slowly,
Robbie used the tip of his forefinger to tap the end of Trey's nose.  Her
eyes flickered open and he said, "time for round two, Munchkin!" With a
deep sigh, Trey sat up, leaned over and draped her arms around his neck. 
Robbie grabbed her under her arms and set her up on her feet.  "Over to
your starting line," he directed.  She slowly tromped across and turned to
face him.  "DingDingDing!"

   This time, Trey half walked, half ran across and plowed head first into
Robbie's stomach.  "Ooohhfffff" he let out his breath.  Reaching down over
her back, his arms circle her waist and he lifted her up off the floor and
shook her.  He then let her down dropping her the last couple of inches
onto her belly.  He straddled her butt, grabbed her wrists to spread her
out.  He leaned over, "Now I've got you!" he growled into her ear.

   "Nuh-uh" Trey protested but wasn't trying very hard to escape.  Robbie
shifted a little bit to hold both her wrists above her head with one hand.
As he shifted, her gown again ended up around her waist so he had a perfect
view of her perfect behind in her full cut white cotton briefs.  He slid
one foot between her legs and started to lightly scratch her back with his
free hand.

   "You're not trying very hard to get away.  You must be very tired
tonight.  Should we put you to bed already?"

   "Nuh-uh" Trey repeated and she too started to shift and wiggle a bit
more, until the junction between her legs was pressed up against Robbie's
toes.  He continued his light scratching on her back, widening the circles
his hand was making.  She started to raise her pelvis off the floor, and
his hand came down to press her back down onto the floor.  When she again
lifted her butt a few inches, Robbie again pressed with his fingers into
the small of her back while shifting his foot further underneath her,
pushing her down and back more firmly against his lower leg.

   Again and again she raised her hips a few inches, but soon, Robbie was
no longer pressing her back down; she was moving up and down entirely on
her own, to rub her crotch against Robbie's ankle.  He watched her as she
raised her ass higher and higher, increasing the length of her strokes
against him, faster, beginning to puff out short breaths.

   Robbie didn't want to let her go over the edge yet.  He intended to keep
on letting her need grow increasingly more intense until her body would be
screaming for its release.  He knew that Trey was still unaware of what she
was reflexively doing and he wanted to keep her oblivious for a while
longer.

   He moved his foot away, reached under her and flipped her over onto her
back and began to tickle the sides of her rib cage.  Screeching in
laughter, she tried to twist out of range.  She finally pulled herself
away, held up her hands like claws, saying "oh, now you're going to get
it!!"

   She attacked him, her claw-like fingers digging into him everywhere she
could reach.  Mostly Robbie let her think she was inflicting her revenge,
only occasionally pinching or tickling her in return which would get her
more riled up!  When she appeared to be wearing down, he announced it was
time for another rest period.

   Trey immediately flopped down beside him, took a few deep breaths but
soon reached for his hand, once again placing his fingers to her lips.  And
again, her hand then trailed down to his wrist and forearm, pressing it
down till it came to rest against her chest.

   As Robbie began his gentle ministrations to Trey's face, he glanced down
to see that, indeed, her gown was again rucked up around her waist and now
he thought he could discern an area of dampness on the front of her
panties.

   Robbie still wanted to wait until at least next week before he led her
to her first climax.  He now saw how easy it was going to be to get her
stimulated enough.  He also knew that so far, Trey really didn't know or
understand what was happening but was simply following nature's course.  He
was certain she had no idea that the pleasure she was experiencing was
being caused by his carefully plotted activities.  He was also quite sure
that she had no idea that he was at all aware of her pleasurable feelings,
or that he knew that she was shifting around in order to increase the
pressure on certain of her `tingle' spots.

   If he pushed her too quickly, Robbie knew Trey would be hugely
embarrassed, so he was going to wait until at least next week to take her
over the edge.  He thought that next Wednesday would be the right time.  He
would continue the build up tonight and tomorrow without having her peak
and then next Wednesday, he would subtly guide her into a state where she
wouldn't question what was happening because she'd be so totally absorbed
in the sensations.  Targeting next Wednesday would also mean that he would
have the following evening as well, to reassure her (and himself) that what
she had experienced was a truly marvelous thing, but something that should
be kept to themselves, and certainly not shared with her mother!

   Robbie allowed his mind to consider all of this while making certain
that he simply provided soothing caresses with his fingertips and only
light brushing by his arm to keep Trey well below the boiling point while
helping her to relax and get ready for sleep.  Soon enough, her eyes were
closed and her breathing was relaxed.  "Ready to go to bed, Little One?"

   "Mmm, I guess.  Can you carry me?"

   "Sure." Robbie reached underneath with both hands and gently picked her
up.  He carried her up to her room, sat her down on the edge of her bed,
pulled back the comforter and had her lie down.

   Before he pulled the covers up over her, Trey asked him to bring Teddy.
He brought the big stuffed bear over and noticed that when she hugged it to
her chest, she made certain that its fuzzy leg and foot ended up between
her legs, pressing into her crotch.  He noticed the slight shiver as he
pulled the blanket up over her chest.  He bent down to give her a brief
kiss on her forehead.  "Sleep well, Little One."

   "I will.  You too, Robbie."

   Robbie left the room, leaving the door open just a crack so a little bit
of light from the hallway would illuminate the room.  Trey snuggled down
pulling Teddy tightly to her and, with Teddy's leg wedged between hers,
felt a little bit of the tingle she was enjoying earlier while she was
wrestling with Robbie.  "MMmmmmm." She laid back and closed her eyes.

   Before falling asleep, Trey was thinking about how much fun she was
having with Robbie.  She really liked the sensations and new feelings she'd
been having, the tingles.  She wondered if this was something new she was
experiencing as part of growing up, if anybody else ever got these tingles.
She hoped Robbie didn't notice her wiggling or rubbing against him; she'd
be so embarrassed!  But the feelings were so yummy, she didn't want to
stop!

   Trey knew she didn't want anyone else to know about what she was feeling
yet, until she had time to figure out what it was; not even her mom.  And
especially not Robbie!  She yawned, jiggled Teddy to get one more small
tingle (for some reason they were always better when she was around Robbie)
before she fell fast asleep.

   Chapter 4

   On Thursday morning, Robbie's alarm went off and he got up to find Trey
was already in the kitchen with a bowl of cereal and a piece of buttered
toast with just a little bit of grape jelly.  "Wow!  You're up bright and
early, Munchkin!  How'd you sleep?"

   "Great, Robbie!  I think that our wrestling matches really wear me out
so I can sleep all night long!  And now I'll be ready whenever you are, to
drop me off at school."

   "Oh, are you in that much of a hurry to leave?"

   "Nuh-uh!  But, I get to come back again tonight!  And tonight, we get to
have pizza for dinner!"

   "Oh that's right.  I would have forgotten.  Do you think you'll remember
to remind me when I pick you up this afternoon?"

   "Uh-huh, I'll remember!" Trey rinsed off her dishes, set them in the
dishwasher, and they were off.  Robbie again dropped Trey off at her school
just before 9:00

   Sure enough, when Robbie picked her up at 5:00 that afternoon, Trey
reminded him: "Pizza!  Pizza!  Pizza!"

   "Oh that's right, you want pizza.  With lots of extra onions and
anchovies, right?"

   "EEeewwww!  I hate onions!  And what are antshoves?" When Robbie told
her, she let out another "EEwwwww!!!  Groosssss!" Just pepperoni, please."

   "Well O K.  But you don't know what you're missing."

   "I guess I'll just have to live with it," she told him as they turned
into the parking lot to order their dinner.

   Tonight, they didn't need to stop off at Trey's house since her things
were already at Robbie's, so they went straight there and into his kitchen
to devour their dinner.  Over dinner, Robbie asked Trey about her day at
school.

   "Yuck!  Geometry!"

   "Geometry?" Robbie asked.

   "My math teacher is having us start to learn some of the basic concepts
of geometry.  She says it will help us next year.  But I just don't get
it!"

   "Do you have some of that for homework tonight?"

   "A little"

   "How much other homework do you have?" Robbie asked.

   "Not very much, but I'll probably be up all night with this stupid
geometry!" Trey complained.

   "Tell you what, Munchkin, you go in and get started on the rest of your
homework and when you finish with that, come tell me, and I'll see if I can
help you a little bit with the geometry."

   "Oh, would you?  That would be so great!  Do you know about geometry?"
Trey asked.

   Robbie assured her, "I think I can help you get through the early
parts."

   "Cool!" and Trey headed off for the study.  It was only about 45 minutes
later that she came out and told Robbie that she was done with everything
else.  "Can you help me with the geometry now?"

   Robbie was pretty good at all kinds of math, which was one of the
reasons he'd gone into computer programming.  He started out at the very
beginning with Trey, explaining the basic concepts to her in very simple
terms, and they high-fived whenever she was able to grasp the next idea. 
By 8:15, he had her well up to speed, and even a little bit ahead of what
her teacher had gone over so far, so he sent her up to take her bath and
get ready for bed.

   He was actually pleased that they had taken this much time on her school
work, since it wouldn't leave too much time for their nightly activity
period.  He wanted to keep her `revved up' but didn't want her to get too
hot tonight as they wrestled, tickled and whatever.  He still planned to
wait until next week to really work her over.

   Trey tried to hurry, but it was still almost quarter of nine by the time
she came down stairs in her old, shorter nightgown.  Robbie said, "we still
have 45 minutes before your bedtime.  What would you like to do tonight?"

   "You know."

   "I do?  What?" Robbie teased.

   "Let's wrestle!  I think I'm getting better!" Trey responded.  So once
again, they cleared away the middle of the floor, and they each took up
their positions.

   "Ding!Ding!Ding" Robbie gave the starting signal.  Trey flew across the
floor and threw herself at him trying as always to knock him over.  This
time, Robbie grabbed her under her armpits with his hands while he rolled
backwards, keeping his knees bent, so he was lifting her off the ground
with his knees between her stomach and her hips.  He started to bounce her
on his knees while holding her under her arms.  Trey was so surprised, she
didn't even notice that his thumbs were flicking across her nipples.

   Trey's body started to slip forward a little bit, and Robbie's knees
were now bouncing her slightly further down.  Robbie lifted his left foot
up also, and Trey found that her body was now being held up on only one of
his legs, his knee centered down around the bottom of her tummy so her feet
were hanging down on either side of his leg.  He continued to bounce her
lightly up and down with his leg and then started to tickle her with the
fingers that were in her armpits.

   This started Trey on a giggle fit and she wiggled and giggled, trying to
move away but she had no footing or leverage.  As she bounced around, she
remained oblivious to the thumbs that continued to flick back and forth
over her now hard nipples, and to the leg that was now wedged between hers
and pressing right into her crotch.  Trey didn't notice any of that, but
nevertheless her body was reacting to these encounters with erogenous zones
she didn't even know she had.

   Robbie only wanted to warm her up and hold her at a plateau of arousal
tonight, so when he saw that she was beginning to feel the effects in her
crotch, he started to keel over onto his side, which resulted in Trey being
dumped onto the floor.  She was still giggling so hard, she had trouble
gasping, "I need to rest!" When she stretched herself out on the floor,
Trey reached out for his hand to bring it up to her lips, then slipped her
hands down over his wrist and forearm, pressing his arm against the front
of her body in what had become their customary `rest period' positions.

   This time, Trey looked into Robbie's eyes and whispered, "thank you so
much for helping me understand my geometry, Robbie.  You made it seem so
simple!"

   Robbie tapped the end of her nose with his forefinger and then moved his
fingertips down to trace around her lips.  "You're very welcome, Little
One. I'm glad I could help."

   He then began the pattern of slow, gentle caresses around Trey's lips,
down to her chin and along the lines of her jaw while she tilted her head
back, closed her eyes and sighed in pleasure.  And as his fingertips danced
fleetingly along the lines of her face, his arm was causing little shocks
inside of her as it glided back and forth over the growing swells on her
chest, brushing across her already hardened nipples.

   She could just barely sense his elbow hardly feathering up and down,
back and forth at her mound, and Robbie felt her fidget to raise her hips,
trying to increase the pressure of that contact.  He kept imperceptivity
raising his elbow so she would have to reach higher with her pelvis to
maintain the contact she wanted.  And she did, raising her butt off the
floor and moving it in small circles, as a primal instinct drove her to
obtain the desired satisfaction of its sensual needs.

   Her nightgown was again gathered around her hips and Robbie watched as
she continued to rub her firm pubic area against his constantly moving
elbow.  Covered only by her soft cotton panties, he could easily see that
the lips of her vagina had become puffy and flowered slightly open. 
Quickly he noted the damp circle developing as Trey started to breath
heavier.  At the same time, she was twisting her upper torso back and forth
to increase the contact on her breasts, her nipples now making sharp points
in her gown.

   Robbie pinched her nose.  Trey's eyes fluttered open as he said, "time
for one more round before bed." Grabbing her hands, he pulled her up off
the floor, ignoring her protests and dragged her over to her side of their
`ring'.  Moving back into position, Robbie gave the usual "DingDingDing!"
to start tonight's final round.

   Trey, obviously unhappy that her quest for whatever it was that her body
was telling her that it wanted had again been interrupted, stomped slowly
across the floor to stand in front of the kneeling Robbie.  Sticking out
her tongue, she said, `you're so mean!  I was resting sooo nice, and then
you had to go and wake me up!" Of course, Trey had no idea that Robbie knew
exactly what had been going on with her body and how powerful the tingles
were becoming.  She was becoming so lost in the feelings that her movements
were hardly even registering on her conscious mind.

   "We'll make this a short round, then" Robbie said, "and then we can get
you up to that nice warm bed and you can rest all night!"

   "Don't forget I'll need another rest period." Trey reminded him.

   "Rest period?  You won't need another rest period!  You'll be going
right to bed!"

   "Uh-huh!  We always have a rest period after we wrestle!"

   "Well, maybe we'll have a short round of wrestling, and then take a
short rest before we send you up to bed," Robbie told her, knowing why she
was so interested in having another `rest period'.  "This round already
started so it's probably half over by now.  Lets wrestle!"

   Robbie grabbed her in another big bear hug, finally letting her hands
and arms escape which she immediately used to start beating him around his
head and neck.  He tucked his head down slightly, which placed his face
right in the middle of her chest.  He began to blow raspberries and Trey
again began giggling out of control.  When he shook his head back and
forth, he was inadvertently blowing raspberries right onto her breasts!

   She continued to giggle and to struggle, but now her struggling seemed
to be keeping her chest up close to his face.  He again picked her way up
in the air and quickly brought her down as if he was going to body slam
her, but of course at the last minute he slowed and allowed her to land
gently on her tummy on the soft carpet.

   Robbie climbed astride her butt cheeks and began to ride her, which
caused her pubic mound to rub on the carpet, and Trey discovered she was
enjoying this a lot.  She didn't realize that her nightgown was again
wrapped around her waist, so that Robbie, in the thin nylon running shorts
he wore for their wrestling matches, was sitting on her butt cheeks which
were covered only by her panties.  She didn't realize it, but, it may have
just added to her tingles had she known.

   Both of Robbie's hands now started to tickle along the sides of her rib
cage.  Giggling, she twisted her upper torso, causing his hands to slide
underneath; as she lay back down, her itching breasts settled right into
the palms of his hands!  "Ohh!  Mmph" She let out a loud gasp as she
shivered and twisted some more to feel friction across her straining
nipples.

   Trey didn't want Robbie to discover that his hands were now directly
holding her swollen breasts.  She knew that he'd be very embarrassed but,
more important, he'd pull those hands away, and right now she wanted them
right where they were.  Now she was grinding her groin into the carpet and
her chest onto Robbie's hands, building up a steady rhythm.  Robbie soon
was able to hear the small gasp "Unnhh" that escaped from her with each
thrust.  He knew her legs were straining to increase the sensations.  She
was quickly getting too close to the edge.

   Robbie lifted himself off and slowly slid his hands out from under
Trey's chest.  He watched as she continued to press her hips and chest down
against the carpet for only another few seconds, letting out a long sigh as
she realized she was no longer receiving the stimulation she needed to get
her further on her journey into the unknown.  She rolled over onto her
back, arms stretched out over her head and legs slightly spread, trying to
quietly catch her breath.

   Robbie could now easily see the telltale wetness on the front of her
panties, even through the extra layers that shielded her crotch.  This
time, Trey's hand slowly reached out to take his hand and place it against
her lips.  "MMmmm.  Rest period." she groaned.

   "O K, Little One, one more short rest period and we'll get you up to
bed," Robbie responded softly as he lightly swept the strands of hair away
from her mouth.

   He knew it wouldn't take much for Trey to slip over the peak.  Watching
her becoming sexually primed over the past couple of weeks was getting him
pretty worked up too, and Robbie had trouble resisting the urge to let her
climax tonight.

   What he'd seen so far convinced him that Trey would become a wild,
sexual dynamo when she was finally allowed to finish what he kept starting.
Still, he was too `invested' in this, his `pet' project; he didn't want to
rush.  And he remembered that waiting until next Wednesday for Trey to
experience her first big event, would assure him the time he'd need later
that night and again on Thursday to talk everything out with her, to be
sure that she wouldn't be feeling bad about what she had experienced.

   So, for this final rest period before Trey's bedtime tonight, although
she tried to subtly press his arm more firmly down against her chest and
tummy, Robbie made sure to maintain just the slightest contact, lightly
sweeping against the swells of her breasts, brushing back and forth across
her aroused nipples, his elbow only occasionally pressuring her rotating
pubis.  Trey's overstimulated body was squirming under his arm, both her
chest and pelvis gyrating, trying to turn the simmering flame she was
feeling, up to a hotter level by increasing the direct touches to her
tingling spots.

   Robbie saw that her eyes were again closed, her head thrown back, lips
slightly parted, breath catching, knowing Trey was not even fully aware of
the obvious nature of her writhing gyrations.  He slowly withdrew his hand
and arm, switching instead to a somewhat firmer, massaging caress of her
shoulders and down along each arm; from her hips down along the outside of
her leg.  Robbie's hands were now avoiding Trey's pleasure zones, while
still clearly affectionate and soothing, as he surreptitiously and gently
brought her down from the precipice.

   Within only a couple of minutes, Trey's wild squirming had quieted, her
breathing had steadied.  She drowsily opened her eyes, and Robbie
whispered, "ready for bed now, Munchkin?"

   She laid for just a moment, letting out a long sigh.  "O K.  Carry me?"
"Of course, my little Princess."

   Chapter 5

   Sunday night dinner at the Morse's was pot roast.  When he arrived at
Lindsey and Trey's house the delicious aromas had his mouth watering in
just seconds.  As he closed the door behind him, Trey came flying down the
steps and jumped up to wrap her arms around his neck, her legs
automatically circling his waist in a tight hug.  Clasping his hands
together under her butt, Robbie carried her into the kitchen where Lindsey
was putting the finishing touches on dinner.

   "He's here!  He's here!" Trey shouted as Lindsey looked over at her
daughter with a loving smile.

   "Are you trying to kill him already, Sweetheart?  He just got here!"

   "I'm just making him feel welcome" Trey responded.

   Over the wonderful meal, Lindsey told Robbie that Trey couldn't stop
talking about how he had helped her with her geometry.  "Her teacher told
me when I picked her up on Friday afternoon that Trey seems to be doing
better on all her subjects over the past couple of weeks, and that she was
especially pleased with how well Trey had taken to the geometry that she
had introduced during math class that week.  Trey talked all the way home
about how easy you made it to understand."

   "I really want to thank you, Robbie.  You're doing so much for both of
us!  But it just doesn't seem fair, for you to be doing so much for us, and
all you're getting in return is a dinner once a week?"

   " Lindsey, you have no idea how much I'm getting out of this!" ("and I
hope to God you never find out!" he added to himself.) "In just these past
couple of weeks, my eyes have been opened to a whole new world, and I'm
enjoying the heck out of it!  I feel like I should be paying you!  So,
believe me, this one dinner each week is more than enough!"

   The three of them worked together to clean up after dinner and then just
enjoyed visiting for a couple of hours.  Lindsey updated him on her new
work responsibilities and how much she was enjoying both the job and the
traveling she was now required to do.  He told them about a new customer
tracking program he had just completed for one of his clients, and that he
expected to have a new project to start on at the end of next week.

   "You'll be certain to tell me if anything comes up so that watching Trey
becomes a problem, won't you," Lindsey asked?

   "Don't be silly" Robbie answered, "that's the great thing about running
my own business.  I can pretty much always set my own schedule, and this
time with Trey, and with you over these dinners, is a pretty big priority
for me now!  So don't even hesitate to let me know if any other
requirements come up and you need extra help."

   "Robbie, you are such a dear!"

   "Yep, I am!" he affirmed, with a twinkle in his eye.  "I'll be seeing
you Wednesday afternoon, Munchkin" bending down to give Trey a big smooch
on her forehead, leaving her giggling as he left to head across to his
home.



   "How about meatball sandwiches for dinner tonight," Robbie asked Trey as
he picked her up at the church / school on Wednesday?

   "Oh Yum!  That sounds GREAT," Trey exclaimed as she climbed into the car
and buckled up.  It was a quick stop at "Tony's" to pick up the sandwiches,
then another quick stop at the Morse's house so Trey could pick up her
duffle (and Teddy!) and they pulled into Robbie's driveway before 5:30.

   They finished eating before 6:00 and, after clearing away the little bit
of mess from dinner, Trey headed right off to Robbie's study to take care
of her homework.  She finished by 7:30 and went straight upstairs to take
her bath and get ready for bed.  Bouncing down the stairs a half hour later
with her face scrubbed and her hair still a little damp (as usual) Robbie
asked her " So, what should we do tonight, Little One?"

   "Wrestle!  Wrestle!  Wrestle!" Trey didn't hesitate with her excited
response.

   "Wrestle?  Again?  Don't you want to do something else tonight," Robbie
teased?

   "No, I wanna wrestle!  I'm getting better!"

   "O K then, let's get set up."

   They cleared the center of the floor and Robbie directed her over to her
`starting line' while he set himself onto his knees.  "DingDingDing"

   Trey ran across in her standard attempt to knock him over, and Robbie
allowed himself to be pushed over.  She immediately jumped on top of him,
straddling his stomach.  Since she was again wearing one of her older
nightgowns, her position gave him a wide open view of her panties, which
also appeared to be an older well worn pair, snuggled as they were around
her puffy mound.  She appeared to be completely oblivious to the view she
was affording him, concerned only with her efforts to jam her fingers into
his ribs and attempting to tickle.

   Robbie grabbed her shoulders and pulled her down onto his chest,
pretending to try to get away from Trey's tickle attack.  As he shifted
himself, Trey found that she ended up stretched out on top of him, but they
each continued probing efforts to disable each other.  Of course, Trey was
more vulnerable and soon found herself sliding further down, until somehow
her legs were wrapped around one of Robbie's muscular thighs.

   Robbie unobtrusively raised the knee of the leg Trey was straddling and
began an almost imperceptible rocking motion while he continued to appear
to fight her efforts to attack his ribs with her fingers.  She continued to
giggle as he clasped her two hands together and held them in one of his big
paws.  Trey struggled to free herself, so he used his free hand to push on
her back so that her torso would be pressed up against his chest, with
their clasped hands captured between them.

   The bouncing of Robbie's thigh against Trey's crotch was beginning to
cause tingles to radiate through her mound.  She caught her breath when
their jiggling fingertips began to brush against her breasts.  She started
to move her captive hands back and forth, not trying to get away but
thinking he wouldn't notice that she was thereby moving both of their hands
so that the back of his hand was inadvertently stroking the sensitive
swellings on her chest.  Quickly, her nipples erected and Robbie easily
discerned their sharp points scraping across the back of his hand.

   He slowed and soon stopped the motion of his leg, smiling as he noted
that Trey didn't stop the motions of her pelvis against his thigh.  Robbie
knew it wasn't going to take much to have her ready to take over the peak
tonight; he was going to insure that he would carefully control the
building fire within her so that she would no longer be able to control her
body's most primitive and basic responses to her awakening sexual yearning
need.

   Her eyes were squeezed shut and Trey was starting to puff with a tight
lipped grimace, the pace of her thrusting increasing.  Robbie decided it
was time to level her off for a while.  He dropped his knee back to the
floor, reducing the pressure on her crotch, then pushing against her chest
so she was raised back up into a sitting position.  He let go of her hands,
placing both hands on her shoulders and pulling her into his chest as he
too sat up, now with her in his lap.

   He turned her so she was sitting sideways across his knees and began to
lightly scratch her back with his fingernails.  Trey shivered and hunched
her back to offer up more of her back to this new pleasure.  Lifting her
chin and looking into her eyes, Robbie whispered, "Is it time for our first
rest period yet?"

   "Mmm-hmm," she nodded in agreement, sliding off his lap and taking up
her standard position on her back beside him.  Trey reached for Robbie's
hand and pressed his fingertips to her lips, this time giving them a
feathery dry kiss before sliding her hands down over his wrist and arm to
settle it again against the front of her torso.

   Robbie allowed Trey to lead him as today she kept one hand at his wrist,
sliding the other the rest of the way down to his elbow.  She began to
steer his upper arm back and forth across her breasts while surreptitiously
pressing his elbow against her groin.  Trey continued to guide his arm to
pick up the motion she wanted, gradually letting her head fall back, eyes
closed with a slight smile at the corners of her mouth.

   As if in a daze, Trey wasn't even fully aware that she herself was
actively controlling his movements, that she was maneuvering his arm to
have his forearm brush back and forth from one swollen breast to the other,
delightfully, painfully rubbing across her rock hard nipples, pressing his
elbow down and into her firming, throbbing pubis.

   Breathing deepening, eyes squeezing shut, smile becoming a grimace,
Trey's body was now actively responding, writhing as her groin tilted.  As
her hips began to hump up against him, Robbie began to discreetly lift his
elbow, causing her to raise her pelvis ever further into the air to achieve
the contact she needed.  And she was obviously in need.  Pure sexual need,
her body awakening to yearnings she had never before experienced.

   Robbie decided to stretch out this `rest period' to see just how heated
up she could make herself.  Trey was continuing to hold tightly onto his
arm, one hand up at his wrist and the other closer to his elbow.  She was
beginning to pull his arm down so that his fingers slid off of her face,
onto her throat and then to the top of her chest.

   Now Trey moved her hand up from his wrist to cover the back of Robbie's
hand and again was wiggling her torso back and forth while now guiding his
hand to slide from one side of her chest to the other.  Her other hand was
pressing harder against his elbow, prodding it into a tiny circular rhythm
now centered right at the top of her crack.

   Trey was now on autopilot, almost completely zoned out, oblivious to
what she was doing.  Her entire being was focused on the feelings that were
becoming stronger, overwhelming.  Rob carefully watched as her rocking and
humping increasingly became almost violent.  Her head was thrown back, eyes
screwed tightly shut, mouth open with teeth clenched, appearing to be
nearly in pain, her body rising, supported by her head and shoulders and
feet, taut like a bow.

   Without even realizing it, Trey was starting to grunt, loudly, in time
with her tremors.  "Ungh; Ungh" lunging; pressing.  "UUNgh; UUNgh" humping;
thrusting; "UUNNGgh; UUNNGgh" hips churning; pubis vibrating; "UUNNGgh;
UUNNGGhh" muscles now straining; "UUUNNNGGhh."

   Desperate now, she thrashed on the floor, her pelvis thrusting, humping
grasping.  Her chest becoming flushed, she had now taken Robbie's hand and
pressed it onto her heaving breasts.  Out of control now, keening,
twisting, humping she had lost all inhibitions, all modesty.  Gasping,
thrusting, almost ...  almost ...  almost ......

   Robbie chose that moment to `notice' what she was doing, suddenly
yanking his arm away, stuttering and stammering an apology, telling Trey
that he was so very sorry, he hadn't meant to touch her like that, he
wasn't paying attention, and on and on and on.

   All that Trey knew was that she wanted - no, she needed - that pressure
back on her mound; she took his arm and placed it back in the spot she
wanted.  Only this time, it wasn't Robbie's elbow, instead it was his hand,
and she was so worked up that she started to cry, begging Robbie to rub her
"there".  And while Robbie continued to protest that he shouldn't be doing
this, that it was wrong for a man to touch a little girl like this, Trey
kept begging and pressing his hand deeper and deeper between her legs.

   Trey continued humping, now into his hand, pinching and pulling on her
own nipples, desperate, gasping thrusting, trying to work his fingers
further into the crease between her legs that kept screaming to her in
desire.  She needed to get ...  needed to get ....  oh God, she needed
needed needed

   Trey's entire body was now stretched taut as a bow as if in a gymnast's
bridge position, but her pudenda was thrusting even further in obscene
desire, legs and quim quivering, humping gasping pressing his fingers into
her folds, soaked panties lubricating his fingers, reaching, thrusting,
humping "AH Ah Ah Ah Ah AH AAHHHHHHH" crashing over into a climax, not
knowing what it was or what to expect, just knowing that she wanted these
feelings to come again and again.

   She lay in a semi stupor, keeping Robbie's hand locked against her quim
while several smaller aftershocks pulsed through her body, till she finally
lay still.

   As she began to regain her senses, she started to become unbearably
embarrassed as she started to remember rubbing her private place against
Robbie's arm and hand, but the feelings she got from it were so amazing,
she couldn't help herself.  She begged and pleaded with Robbie not to stop
touching her, until she finally slumped back, exhausted.

   "Well, that sure looked like fun," Robbie whispered, "but I can't
believe how much trouble we're gonna be in when your mom finds out what we
did."

   "Ohhhhhh, it was sooooo good!  What happened?  Do we have to tell Mom?"

   "I don't know," Robbie fibbed, "but it looked to me like you were having
an orgasm.  And little girls and boys aren't supposed to have orgasms."

   "I'm not a little girl!  And it was so great!  Why can't I have one? 
And why do we have to tell Mom?"

   "I can tell you're not a little girl any more!  Only an older girl would
be able to cum that hard."

   "Cum?"

   "That's another word for orgasm.  And we have to tell your mom since I'm
responsible for you while you stay here.  Boy, am I ever going to be in BIG
trouble!"

   "Why are you in trouble?  It was me that had the oragazum."

   "Yeah, but orgasms are part of sex.  And older guys are not supposed to
do any kind of sex things with young girls.  Oh God!  I'll probably go to
jail!"

   "Sex stuff?  What's that?  I don't want you to go to jail.  Do we have
to tell Mom?  What if we don't tell her?" pleaded Trey.

   Trey's questions confirmed to Robbie just how totally naive and innocent
she still was.  Obviously, Lindsey had done a very thorough job of
shielding her from all of the `bad stuff' on television and everywhere
else, and since her only other socializing was at the church school, she
really didn't have a clue what she had experienced and what it was all
about.  She only knew it was the greatest feeling she'd ever had, and hoped
to find ways to feel it again.

   "Can't we just keep playing like we've been doing?  I cross-my-heart
promise never to tell anyone!" Trey begged.

   "Well, I don't know ....  " Robbie appeared to be considering.

   "Please - please - please" whined Trey.

   "Are you absolutely certain you can keep it a secret?  And that you'll
only play these games when we are alone together?  If you ever forgot and
started to play around at home and your mom caught you ...."

   "I promise!"