She smiles as I pan down my body with my phone. ‘Show me how much I’m turning you on.’ I shrug. ‘You’re not doing it for me yet,’ I lie. ‘I’ll need to see your fingers disappear into your pussy for anything to happen.’ ‘Oh, it’s okay,’ she whispers, eyes wide. ‘At your age, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I’ll bring some little blue pills next time I see you.’ ‘You cheeky little shit,’ I say,
